Chapter 6: Today's Meeting is Cancelled

The golden morning sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a scattered glow throughout the room.

Song Tianmo opened his eyes, his sluggish gaze falling upon the person lying beside him.

There was someone else with him.

She was curled up slightly towards him, her skin as pale and smooth as jade, her dark, glossy hair in slight disarray draped across her back, emphasizing the snowy whiteness of her already fair and delicate face.

Looking at her exquisitely delicate face, Song Tianmo's eyes narrowed slightly.

It seemed as though the soft, creamy touch from last night still lingered between his fingers.

He reached out, instinctively wanting to touch her face, but midway changed direction.

He reached for the cellphone on the bedside table.

It was switched on.

The time was nine ten.

There were several missed calls on it.

According to his original plan, he was supposed to preside over an important meeting at the City Z branch office. If he were to hurry now... he would still be late for the meeting.

Ignoring the other missed calls, he dialed Assistant Li's number.

"Cancel this morning's meeting. Reschedule it for tomorrow morning, you deal with it."

"Yes, and there are two important documents that need your signature. Shall I bring them over to you?"

"Leave it for now."

...

The woman on the bed stirred slightly and turned on her side.

Apparently disturbed from her deep sleep, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her lips puckered, lightly smacking a couple of times, muttering a few words, her already gorgeous lips appearing more soft and lustrous, yet her eyes remained tightly shut, returning to her deep slumber.

Song Tianmo's gaze fell on her. His deep eyes suddenly turned dangerous.

Without a single look at his phone, he casually tossed it aside, his towering figure menacingly looming over the woman.

Ling Fei felt as if she were suffocating.

Her entire body was shaking, as if she were on a small boat in the midst of a tempestuous storm.

"Huh..." she gasped.

She abruptly opened her eyes and was met with a face that was both a stranger and yet familiar.

His eyes were deep and dark, wicked yet seducing, captivated her gaze.

"Hmm, little wildcat, you finally woke up."

His voice was low and husky, resonating with a magnetic allure. As he gently curled up the corner of his lips, his handsome face became even more devilish. He lowered his head again and fiercely locked his lips with hers, no matter how much she struggled, she could not break free.

...

After a tumultuous encounter, almost all of Ling Fei's strength was depleted.

The sound of running water could be heard.

The man's tall and slender silhouette was reflected on the frosted glass.

Catching her breath, Ling Fei, who was forced to endure such a physically exhaustive ordeal shortly after waking, felt her mind finally clearing up a bit.

A man.

Ah!

Ah!

Did she really not resist last night?

Ling Fei sat up, suppressing the urge to scream, she fiercely grabbed at her own hair, feeling a sense of bitter sadness and regret.

Such a lamentable mix-up.

The sound of water could be heard once more from the bathroom.

With a start, Ling Fei suppressed the panic within her.

Now was not the time for regrets!

The most pressing matter was to leave this place quickly.

Ignoring the sense of loss over her first time, she sprung up from the luxurious bed, but due to her haste, she banged her leg hard against the bedside table.

"Hiss!"

Ling Fei bent over; the pain was so intense it made her grimace. Tears filled her eyes.

Without looking, she knew there would be a bruise.

Biting hard on her lip, she held back the tears.

The clothes were scattered all over the floor, serving as a reminder of the chaotic and absurd events of last night.

A quick scan revealed that only her undergarments were discarded on the floor, her white evening gown and lingerie hung on a rack.