4, Daqing has long been gone!

Suddenly.

"We can get married."

Jiang Yaoyao thought she had heard wrong, and she lifted her head, "What did you say?"

Bo Jinlan looked at her, his expression and voice both very mild, as if discussing today's weather, "I said, we get married..."

"I don't want to!" Jiang Yaoyao rejected even faster.

She spoke hastily as if reciting from a textbook, "It's just a one-night stand, right? Is there a need to be so serious? You're almost thirty years old, an old man, aren't you too uptight? What era is it now? Everyone is an adult, I don't have to marry you just because you took my first time, right? Please, Daqing has been long gone, hahaha..."

The laughter ended, and there was an eerie silence in the room.

Jiang Yaoyao lowered her head in embarrassment, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket.

So, she missed the fleeting emotion that passed through the man's eyes.

About a few seconds later, Bo Jinlan's low voice sounded, "Alright, I'll go take a shower first, and then I'll take you back."

Jiang Yaoyao didn't respond.

Rustling noises filled her ears.

The man quickly got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of running water began, and Jiang Yaoyao hurriedly threw off the blankets.

She had to leave this dreadful place at once!

And then sever all ties with him!

Never to see him again for the rest of her life!

But—

"Bo Jinlan, you beast!"

He had torn her dress!

How was she supposed to leave now!

...

So when Bo Jinlan finished his shower and came out, he saw the young girl still crouched on the bed in her original state, wrapped tightly in the blanket, her beautiful peach blossom eyes glaring fiercely at him, her whole demeanor huffy and puffy.

"You tore my dress, how am I supposed to wear it?" Jiang Yaoyao tried hard not to let her gaze wander downward.

Last night she was too drunk to see anything.

When he came out of the bathroom just now, she caught a brief glimpse, and Jiang Yaoyao instantly saw his firm and handsome abdominal muscles, and those seductive, perfect Adonis belt...

No wonder he was so fierce last night...

It seems he has been working out regularly.

After hearing her words, Bo Jinlan fell silent for a moment, "Wear mine first?"

He opened the closet door beside him, where a whole row of shirts, trousers, and suits were hung.

Jiang Yaoyao was dumbfounded, "And you say you didn't do it on purpose?"

This was his private room at this hotel!

Clearly, he had planned this!

Bo Jinlan, unhurried, began to put on a white shirt, "You said you wanted to go to a hotel, I couldn't possibly take you to those messy places. It's safer for you to stay here."

"Safe my ass!" Jiang Yaoyao spat.

How could she ever have thought he was as pure as a lotus? Noble and upright? A gentleman like jade? Holy and aloof beyond reach?

He's clearly a creepy old lecher with ulterior motives!

**

Bo Jinlan was promptly neatly dressed.

A white shirt matched with pure black suit pants, complemented by a diagonally striped tie.

He looked refined and clean, a picture of someone indifferent to feminine allure, cold and abstinent.

Yet Jiang Yaoyao found herself again recalling the wild and assertive side of him from last night...

Her cheeks inexplicably ablaze, Jiang Yaoyao bit her lip, suddenly changing her mind, "I want to take a shower! I want a new outfit! And I also want a skincare set!"

She felt disgusting all over, having not even removed her makeup from last night. She had no idea how he could have been into her...

Given how things had turned out, with her dress also torn, she couldn't possibly really wear his clothes out.

"Okay," Bo Jinlan's voice was gentle, "You take a shower first, I'll have someone go buy them."

After speaking, he picked up his phone and went out to make a call.

Jiang Yaoyao sniffed pitifully and peeled back the blanket.

Just now, as she got off the bed, she had stumbled against the nightstand. She was already bruised all over, and now there was an even larger purplish bruise on her knee. Against her snow-white skin, it looked horribly alarming...

She got out of bed with difficulty, then hobbled into the bathroom.

When she discovered that everything inside was exclusively for men's use, it was clear she was the first woman to have stayed here...

Jiang Yaoyao found herself inexplicably pleased?

Fuck, have you no shame!

**

The suite was lavishly decorated, complete with a small living room outside of the bedroom, divided into a work area and a reception area.

After finishing his call, Bo Jinlan glanced at the tightly closed bedroom door, raised his eyebrows, and once again picked up his phone to open a certain yellow-colored app.

Having done all that needed to be done, he went to the desk, turned on his computer, and immersed himself into work.

...

Downstairs, the driver Li Jing stood at the hotel entrance, finally waiting for a delivery guy in a yellow uniform.

"Mr. Bo's order, right? Give it to me."

...

After entering the elevator, Li Jing lifted the delivery bag, looking at the attached invoice.

He was instantly dumbfounded.

Safflower Oil!

Yunnan Baiyao Medicine!

Bruise Relief Pain Plaster!

He had never imagined that the ostensibly cultured and refined Mr. Bo was actually so wild and intense that… he even injured the young girl!

Damn beast...

As the previous image of him shattered, Li Jing still maintained utmost respect when he reached the upstairs, knocked on the door, and handed over the bag, "Mr. Bo, here are the items you requested."

Bo Jinlan, clad in a neatly ironed bespoke shirt and black trousers, stood tall and exuded a scholarly elegance, "Wait for me downstairs."

"Yes, Mr. Bo."

"Jinlan?" Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out.

Bo Jinlan paused slightly.

The man walking towards him down the corridor...

...was none other than Cheng Runzhi.

He was carrying a forensic tool kit, dressed in a dark grey coat with black clothes underneath, looking windblown and slightly fatigued.

By his side was a short-haired woman who looked gentle in both appearance and demeanor, like...

"Why didn't you go home?" Cheng Runzhi asked.

Bo Jinlan shifted his gaze away, his tone remaining even, "I didn't make it last night."

Cheng Runzhi didn't seem to dwell on it, and he turned to the woman, speaking with rare gentleness, "Taotao, you go rest in the room first. I'll take a shower here at Jinlan's place, and then head back to the station for a meeting."

"Okay." The woman smiled, "Goodbye, Mr. Bo."

Bo Jinlan nodded slightly, "Goodbye, sister-in-law."

Hearing this title, Cheng Runzhi kept a poker face.

After the woman left, Cheng Runzhi attempted to enter the room with his tool kit but was stopped by Bo Jinlan.

He frowned, "What's the matter?"

Bo Jinlan replied, "It's not convenient right now."

Only then did Cheng Runzhi notice the two large shopping bags in his hand, apparently filled with women's items.

Being adults, they both understood instantly.

He just hadn't expected that Bo Jinlan's usual abstinence from women was all an act...

He was mistaken!

Turning around, Cheng Runzhi suddenly halted, "Oh right, where did you send Yaoyao last night?"

Bo Jinlan paused for two seconds before responding, "The hotel."

"Didn't I tell her to go home? Why did she end up staying at a hotel? This girl..." Cheng Runzhi immediately took out his phone to call Jiang Yaoyao.

But then, the sound of a ringtone came from the room.

Bo Jinlan: "......"

Cheng Runzhi glanced inside, then at the man in front of him.

The man stood straight with a perpetually calm and collected expression.

"She didn't pick up, probably still asleep," said Cheng Runzhi, hanging up.

Bo Jinlan smiled, "Goodbye."

Just as he did, footsteps sounded from behind.

Following that, Jiang Yaoyao's indolent yet angry voice erupted, "Bo Jinlan, you even tore my bra! You're such a hypocritical beast—"

She burst out of the bedroom and saw the open door with two men standing at the threshold.

One was Bo Jinlan, the hypocritical beast.

The other was…

Jiang Yaoyao was scared out of her wits, turned to run, but a stern shout stopped her in her tracks: "Stand still!"