Chapter 1：This Man is Handsome and In Good Shape

Late at night, in a luxurious and stylish Presidential suite by the seaside of An Town. 

A young woman, who was half-lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes. She had thick and curly eyelashes, and her apricot eyes were a little misty.

Her name was Tang Xinyan, and today was her twenty-first birthday. Her husband whom she had been married to for half a year, Fu Sichen, invited her to Huan Hai Hotel to celebrate her birthday. She had arrived in the evening, and had been waiting ever since.

She looked at the time on her phone—it was almost dawn.

Fu Sichen did not appear. 

He broke his promise, again.

Suppressing the stinging pain and disappointment in her chest, Tang Xinyan supported her heavy forehead with her hand and struggled to get down from the bed. 

After she had arrived at the hotel, she only had a cup of lemonade sent by the hotel staff. Was there something wrong with the lemonade?

Did Fu Sichen arrange for it to be sent?

They were a married couple, he did not have to...

Tang Xinyan wanted to take a cold bath. She stumbled wobbly as she headed to the bathroom. 

She opened the door and heard the sound of water flowing. She looked into the bathroom with her misty eyes.

There was a tall and lean man under the shower faucet.

She bit her lips hard, trying to keep herself awake.

The man who was lost in his thoughts while bathing sensed something wrong. He opened his dangerous and cold eyes, turned off the shower and turned to look at the door.

A charming little woman could be seen, she was young and beautiful.

He was expressionless. His eyes were like sharp daggers, ruthless and cold, "I don't care who sent you here, get out right now!"

The surroundings seemed to have become chilly instantly.

Tang Xinyan looked at the man who looked as superior as a king, her brows twitched, "Why should I go out?"

She did not realize that the face of the handsome man had darkened considerably.

When Tang Xinyan was about to approach him, he moved and avoided her coldly.

He walked into the Presidential suite in big steps.

He picked up his phone on the coffee table and dialed a number. "Why is there a woman in my room? Get her out right now!"

Right after he ended the call, a pair of soft and pliant hands suddenly hugged him from behind.