How Could He Be Like This

The lines on the man's body were sharply defined, perfectly sculpted to an astonishing degree that even international male models couldn't match! Li Rongrong's face turned red. If she went out now and the two of them bumped into each other, it would be very awkward. Why did Lu Qinian return so early?

Li Rongrong held her breath and tiptoed into a corner, trying to avoid any encounter with Lu Qinian. She planned to sneak out once he entered the bathroom. However, to her surprise, Lu Qinian started undressing as soon as he entered the room! Just as Li Rongrong was about to make her escape, she found herself abruptly caught by the nape of her neck by a large hand, holding her fate firmly.

In the dimly lit room, a man asked in a low voice, "How did you get in?"

Li Rongrong looked into his eyes and was about to explain, "I..."

Lu Qinian interrupted her in a daze, not giving her a chance to explain. "What do you want to do in here, huh?"

Li Rongrong was taken aback. Didn't he recognize her? Was he too drunk, mistaking her for a woman who had willingly approached him? After all, such incidents had occurred before. There had been maids who took advantage of their positions to sneak in. But she remembered that he had immediately thrown those people out. So why were they now having a conversation?

However, Lu Qinian, still gripping the back of her neck, pulled her closer until their faces were almost touching. His breath, warm and tinged with alcohol, enveloped her face and neck, exuding an increasingly provocative allure.

Li Rongrong couldn't help but speak again, her voice trembling, "Uncle Lu, it's me!" She struggled vigorously, attempting to push away the head that was misbehaving on her neck. But no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free. Lu Qinian was using his strength, and she received no response to her words. As she pondered on what to do next, Lu Qinian suddenly collapsed onto her.

"What's wrong, Uncle Lu?" Li Rongrong tried pushing him away once more, but he remained unresponsive. It seemed he had fallen asleep. The smell of alcohol emanating from him made her realize that he was truly drunk this time. He must have consumed a considerable amount. With great difficulty, she helped him lie down on the bed.

Seeing the man on the bed with his eyes tightly shut, she recalled Lu Qinian's reaction to her just now and shuddered. She wiped her moistened face and hastily fled the room. Had he... mistaken her for someone else? If he hadn't been so intoxicated, would he have...

When Mary saw Li Rongrong rush out of Lu Qinian's room with her eyes red, she asked in surprise, "Miss, what's wrong?"

Li Rongrong lowered her head, not wanting anyone to see her disheveled appearance. "It's nothing. Uncle Lu is drunk. Go and prepare some sobering soup for him," she said hurriedly before dashing away, leaving Mary in bewilderment.

Li Rongrong ran back to her room and sat on the bed in a daze. Her mind was filled with the scene just now. Didn't they say that Lu Qinian didn't get close to women? Then what had just happened? Was it an invitation from a mature man to a mature woman? Could he engage in such acts?

Li Rongrong couldn't imagine it. However, what made her even more confused was that she did not resist as she had imagined.

Li Rongrong was completely panicked at the thought. She didn't know what that unfamiliar throbbing in her heart was, but she could feel that her heartbeat was racing, as if it was about to jump out.

...

"Young Master, you're awake."

Early the next morning, just as Li Rongrong took a sip of porridge, she almost spewed it out upon hearing Mary's words.

Lu Qinian was dressed in a shirt and pants, showing no signs of being hungover from the previous day. He sat down across from Li Rongrong and greeted her with a "Good morning" as usual.

Li Rongrong didn't dare to raise her head and mumbled a response.

"Miss, why do you have several red marks on your neck?" Mary noticed the red marks and asked in confusion.

Li Rongrong quickly pulled up her collar and said, "Oh, I got bitten by a few mosquitoes yesterday, it's nothing."

"We have mosquitoes in the house?" Mary exclaimed.

"Yes, we do. Please choose a few pots of mint to put in my room later to repel them!" Li Rongrong hastily finished her meal and got up without waiting for Lu Qinian to speak. "I'm done eating, it's time for school!"

Looking at her fleeing figure, Mary murmured, "What's happening to Miss today?"

Lu Qinian lowered his head and continued eating his breakfast. Then he asked, "Is everything ready?"

"Yes, Young Master. I guarantee that there won't be a single oversight at Miss's birthday banquet in three days!" Mary replied with a serious expression.

...

With so much happening recently, Li Rongrong had completely forgotten about her birthday. It wasn't until that day after school that Ji Hang suddenly handed her a gift bag. He had a smile on his face as he said, "Happy birthday."

Only then did Li Rongrong remember, but how did Ji Hang know?