The banquet concluded, but Lin Muci did not leave immediately.
She was waiting for the pink diamond to be delivered.
Lin Cuiping, meanwhile, blinked her pure, innocent eyes.
She looked at Lin Muci before her, then Lin Muci heard her speak.
"Xiao Ci, I've booked you a hotel room upstairs. Why don't you rest here temporarily tonight?"
Lin Muci found it a little strange.
"What do you mean?
Aren't I going back to the Lin family villa tonight?"
Lin Cuiping looked bashful.
"I want to ask Daddy to come home for you."
"Oh, won't you stay at the hotel tonight, darling?"
She cooed at her daughter.
Lin Muci was utterly speechless.
She felt a touch of frustration towards Lin Cuiping's love-struck obsession.
But seeing Lin Cuiping's pleading gaze, she couldn't scold her. She could only respond vaguely, took the room card, and headed upstairs.
The system cackled in her mind.
"Your mommy won't be waiting for Lu Yuanhang. Lu Yuanhang is busy comforting Zhao Jingjing, that ultimate green tea bitch."
Lin Muci said,
"It would be trouble if she actually waited. Humph, I need to guard against it. Before Lin Cuiping sees Lu Yuanhang for who he truly is, she shouldn't have any more contact with him.
What if something happens and I have to clean up the mess?"
She stretched lazily.
The auction house staff brought the pink diamond to her.
Lin Muci glanced at it twice. It was indeed worth the price. The pink diamond's color was incredibly beautiful, clearly top-grade quality.
She pocketed it along with its box.
Then she went upstairs.
Having grown up as a wealthy young lady, Lin Cuiping was accustomed to extravagance and had chosen the best presidential suite for her daughter.
Lin Muci walked upstairs with the room card.
She swiped it open.
But something felt not quite right.
The room was pitch black and clean. Yet, Lin Muci had an unexplainable feeling that something was amiss.
She asked the system in her mind.
"Is this really the room my mommy booked for me? Could I have been framed by that scumbag Lu Yuanhang?"
The system cheerfully replied.
"Hold on, I'll check~"
Lin Muci waited for a long time but received no response from the system. She was getting annoyed.
She was about to take a bath and change out of the white cocktail dress she wore for the birthday banquet when her phone suddenly lit up. In the dark room, only the phone's light flickered faintly.
Lin Muci's eyelashes trembled slightly.
She picked up her phone.
On the screen, a message from Lin Cuiping flashed.
"To my precious daughter Xiao Ci~
Darling, Mommy secretly found out Ling Qianhe's schedule from his agent Chen Fei! He's actually at the Hilton Hotel tonight too. Isn't that a coincidence~!"
Lin Muci felt a foreboding sense of dread.
She scrolled down.
"Precious Xiao Ci, aren't you Ling Qianhe's biggest fan?
Chen said he has a great temper and is very polite and friendly to female fans, so there won't be any safety issues.
The room card Mommy gave you is for his room. Go ask him for an autograph! Interact with him~
Hehe, don't thank Mommy too much~"
Lin Muci's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
She truly thanked her love-struck mother!
So.
Ling Qianhe was in this room?
She turned to leave immediately! This place had clearly become the most dangerous place in the world for her.
As she lifted her foot to leave, the light inside the room suddenly turned on, and a figure, appearing from nowhere, lunged at her and embraced her slender waist.
"Mu Ci jie jie?
Is that you?
Don't go, please, don't go..."
She was pounced upon by that person.
The boy's voice was deep and husky.
He was burning up, likely with a high fever, hot as a flame. He held her tightly, leaving Lin Muci no room to breathe.
She was pinned to the sofa by him. He lowered his head, whimpering, like a hurt puppy.
"Mu Ci jie jie, please don't go...
I miss you so much. I can't even dream of you. Are you still angry with me? It wasn't intentional..."
He leaned closer.
The heated boy, eyes tightly shut, only his long, delicate eyelashes fluttering could be seen.
Lin Muci tried to push him away, struggling a few times, but couldn't. She was furious.
"Ling Qianhe, get away from me!"
The boy remained motionless.
The system informed Lin Muci.
"He has a high fever and is unconscious.
No matter what you say, he can't hear you. He's acting purely on instinct."
Lin Muci was violently pinned down by Ling Qianhe. His body reeked of alcohol mixed with the scent of blood, and a hint of an irresistible, youthful mint fragrance. She gritted her teeth, her voice filled with anger.
"So what do we do now?
Scoundrel!
Ling Qianhe is a bastard!
My mother is a love-struck idiot!
And the system is a useless piece of trash!"