C1 Repeat

Imperial City, July. Rain poured outside the window as thunder and lightning crackled.

Within the private room, Qiao Xiang leaned weakly against the sofa with his black, snow-white, and flushed face. Qiao Yang was pouring wine for her. "Sis, one more cup. One last cup."

She waved her hand. "I really can't drink it."

However, Qiao Yang didn't let her off. He simply placed the wine cup next to her mouth and drank it up. The pungent liquid ran down her throat and burned her esophagus. She wanted to vomit but couldn't, and was half pulled up by Qiao Yang.

"Qiao Yang, let me go. I feel a bit uncomfortable."

Qiao Xi pushed Qiao Yang away and staggered out of the door, touching the wall as she walked in front.

Seeing her like that, a malicious smile appeared on Qiao Yang's face. He quickly went forward and pulled her back. "Sis, you drank too much. I still have things to do, so I can't send you back. I'll find a room here. You can stay the night, then go back tomorrow morning."

Qiao Xi thought that she had drank too much and that it wasn't safe on the way. It was still her little sister who thought it through, so she took the room card from her.

The room was upstairs, so she fumbled around until she saw the room number. She let out a sigh of relief as she pushed open the door and threw herself onto the soft bed.

As she slept, the smell of alcohol rose up and a wave of warmth wrapped around her. Just as Qiao Xi was about to open his eyes, he noticed that his body was covered by a fiery hot man.

She panicked and had no time to struggle. Her body suddenly felt a pain. The man's strong body shackled her soft body. She was like a small boat in the ocean, she had long been knocked over by the waves.

Her voice was hoarse as she floated in the sea of emotions. It wasn't until the latter half of the night that the man was willing to let her go.

As her consciousness gradually cleared up, Qiao Xi looked at the unfamiliar man. Borrowing the dim moonlight outside the window, she could only vaguely make out the outline of his body. It was a well-built man.

Feeling flustered, she quickly got up and put on her clothes. She didn't want to look at such an unbearable night. She clenched her teeth and left.

In the early hours of the morning, a cool breeze blew against her face. She sat on the curb of the street, deep in thought, and her heart grew increasingly cold.

When he took a taxi home, his family still hadn't woken up yet. The room was quiet. Qiao Xi went straight into Qiao Yang's room and closed the door behind him. The person inside was still sleeping and was pulled out of bed by her.

Seeing it was her, Qiao Yang immediately shrunk back and called out to her warily.

Qiao Xi felt that all the bones in his body were in pain, and a knife had been stabbed into his little sister's chest. His flesh was badly mutilated. "What are you afraid of? Tell me about last night."

Qiao Yang pretended to look innocent. "Sis, what are you saying? Why can't I understand?"

"Stop pretending."

With that, Qiao Yang's phone by his pillow rang. In a panic, he tried to get it, but Qiao Xi grabbed it first. She quickly pressed release.

The middle-aged man's disgusted voice came from inside. "Qiao Yang, you stinking woman, you actually dared to mess with me. Where's your sister? After waiting for an entire night, you still haven't come. It seems like you don't want to stay in the circle anymore. "

Lowering his eyebrows, he saw that the caller ID was Director Li. Qiao Xi sneered and fiercely smashed his phone into the ground. Qiao Yang's mouth trembled and his face paled as he squatted on the bed. "Sis, listen to me …"

Before she could say anything, Qiao Xi slapped her face. "From today onwards, I don't have such a malicious sister like you."

The farce between the two had already alarmed her parents. She didn't want her parents to see her in such a sorry state. She quickly went back to her room and locked the door.

Qiao Yang gritted his teeth and picked up the phone from the ground as he viciously looked at his sister's leaving figure.

Do you think she wants this? They were both sisters born from parents, why was it that her life had gone smoothly ever since she was young? She couldn't even be bothered to take a fancy to the underworld director.

Just because she saw the photo of Qiao Xi on her phone, she couldn't accept it!

"..."

Within the presidential suite of the hotel, a well-built man in an ironed suit was standing in front of the French windows with a gloomy face.

He spread his slender legs and walked to the front of the sofa. His obsidian eyes glanced at the mess on the bed and his sword-like eyebrows locked.

The man's eyes were currently filled with the brewing of violent winds and torrential rain. His lower jaw was taut, and his thin lips were pursed tightly. It did not mean that he was displeased, as his anger had reached its peak.

When Li Ran entered the door and saw the mess on the floor, he was stunned for a few seconds. As the successor of the Imperial City's number one family, Shen Yeyan, he had been on the clean side for many years.

How could he not be annoyed that he was drugged and lost his first night? He quickly stepped on the broken pieces of the stone and walked to his side.

"Have you checked it out?"

The man's voice was deep and hoarse. It carried an invisible pressure as it spread out like a tide. Li Ran nodded and passed the information over.

He only took a few glances before abruptly closing his eyes. "I don't want anyone else to know about this."