Mu Jiu Chen was about to sleep when the harsh sound of a motorcycle came from outside. He suddenly remembered what Yun Xia had said: Nuan Nuan liked motorcycles. He smiled wryly, thinking of her again.
He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, took a glance, and then turned away.
What he didn't see was a slender figure on a motorcycle speeding past the villa entrance in the wind and snow.
If he had waited two more seconds, he would have seen that familiar, missed figure.
Meanwhile, Meng Yuan was driving home when she received a call from an unknown number.
"Hello!"
"Hello, may I ask if this is Miss Meng Yuan?"
"Yes, I am. Who is this?" Meng Yuan stopped the car at a red light.
"It's like this, Miss Meng, Young Master He is drunk. Can you come and pick him up?"
The caller provided the hotel name and room number.
Meng Yuan was confused. Just over ten minutes ago, He Ming Run had sent her a message saying he was also heading home and would swing by the new villa to pick her up.
She knew He Ming Run was very busy and didn't want him to make the trip, so she told him to go straight home, and she would go directly to her apartment. They had arranged to visit Grandma and Auntie tomorrow morning.
How did he suddenly get drunk?
A faint unease crept into Meng Yuan's heart.
"Okay, thank you. I'll be right there to pick him up."
Meng Yuan hung up the phone, her mood soured. Jiang Nuan had been angered and left by Mu Jiu Chen, and she had been in a bad mood for the past few days.
Even He Ming Run was affected by her bad temper. Was he really going to drink because of a few scoldings?
Meng Yuan bit her lip slightly, turned the car around, and headed to the hotel to pick up He Ming Run.
Jiang Nuan parked her car a good distance from the hotel. Looking at the hotel's design blueprints, she saw that the back alley led to the hotel's logistics department. From here, one could directly access the fire escape.
Jiang Nuan's agile figure slipped through the window, ascended to the second floor via the fire escape, and then took the elevator to room 908.
As soon as she exited the elevator, she saw Yang Min Jing being led by a man into He Ming Run's room.
She frowned slightly. Why was it Yang Min Jing? Last time, the Yang family was on the verge of bankruptcy, and Yang Min Jing still hadn't given up?
Looking at the door of the room, the man who came out didn't leave but seemed to be making a call.
Jiang Nuan walked to the corner, her mind on He Ming Run. If you can't hold on, it's over.
Her expression suddenly changed. Mu Jiu Chen had strong willpower, and if even he couldn't resist, what about He Ming Run, who had great needs?
It would only take a few minutes for the two to get down to business.
Mu Jiu Chen liked foreplay, and he would always torment her for a while. When he saw her getting aroused and clinging to his neck, he would smirk wickedly before getting into it.
As Jiang Nuan's thoughts wandered, she saw Meng Yuan hurrying towards the door. The man who had been standing at the door had already left.
Jiang Nuan's pupils trembled. She watched Meng Yuan push the door open, and less than a minute later, Meng Yuan ran out of the room crying.
Jiang Nuan's heart broke as she watched Meng Yuan cry her heart out.
Seeing Meng Yuan run directly towards the stairs, Jiang Nuan disabled the surrounding surveillance cameras and rushed into the room.
The sounds in the room were indescribable.
Yang Min Jing's voice was a soft pant, and He Ming Run was plundering wildly. The man's breathing was heavy, excited, and agitated. Da Feng Novel Network
"Yuan Yuan, it's so hot," He Ming Run said affectionately.
After Jiang Nuan entered, she turned off the lights.
Yang Min Jing was conscious and thought the person who had arranged this had turned off the lights. She didn't pay it any mind and hooked her arms around He Ming Run's neck, kissing him.
Jiang Nuan smelled the familiar fragrance again.
It was exactly the same as the fragrance in Mu Jiu Chen's office.
Jiang Nuan's heart jolted. The unease she had felt earlier was now confirmed by her suspicions. Her heart couldn't help but tremble.
Seeing that the two were about to reach their climax, Jiang Nuan shook the vial in her hand.
The room quickly fell silent. He Ming Run was half-lying on Yang Min Jing, and Yang Min Jing still had one hand around He Ming Run's neck.
Jiang Nuan withdrew her gaze and found a place to sit. She was exhausted. Pain, exhaustion, and longing had left her mentally drained.
This was also why she had stayed with the Dark Emperor. There were too many such incidents, and she just wanted all women in the world to have happiness, not suffering.
Looking back at a woman's life, hardship outweighed joy.
Among the women she had encountered, rich or poor, few were truly happy.
Jiang Nuan was worried about Meng Yuan. She clicked on her location and saw that Meng Yuan's car was heading towards her home, which reassured her.
She took out her phone and sent a message.
[Qi Yan, go near my place and protect Yuan Yuan. You've seen her. You don't need to follow me around during this time. Protect her well.]
Qi Yan: [Okay, Sister. Don't worry, I will protect Sister Meng well.]
Jiang Nuan: [Thank you. I'll send you her location.]
After sending Meng Yuan's location, Jiang Nuan sat in the room and waited. He Ming Run was the man Yuan Yuan loved.
She had to help Yuan Yuan protect him. Since things had already happened, it was time to play along.
Only by letting the other party think they had succeeded would she know what their subsequent plans were.
There were two rooms here, and Jiang Nuan went into the other room to rest. These two would likely wake up around six o'clock the next morning at the earliest.
She would leave only after seeing Yang Min Jing depart.
Jiang Nuan's sleep was always light. Throughout the night, she was in a state of semi-sleep and semi-wakefulness.
Around six o'clock, as she got up, she heard He Ming Run's roar.
"Yang Min Jing, you set me up?" The roar of rage made Jiang Nuan frown slightly. The He Ming Run she had seen was always refined, and she had never seen him this angry before.
"Wuwuwuwu... Ming Run, it wasn't me, it was you. Don't you remember? You forcibly brought me here," Yang Min Jing cried heartbrokenly.
She was also startled by He Ming Run's fury.
As He Ming Run opened his eyes, the scent enveloping him was not a familiar one but a suffocating perfume.
Upon clearly seeing the woman in his arms, Yang Min Jing.
His world collapsed. It wasn't his Yuan Yuan, but Yang Min Jing. He was stunned!
He thought he was mistaken, but upon closer inspection, it was indeed Yang Min Jing.
Then he roared loudly.
He Ming Run couldn't believe what he heard. He had dragged Yang Min Jing here?
How was that possible?
Even if He Ming Run desperately needed a woman, he wouldn't do something like this.
"Cry, cry, cry, what good is crying? Why are you here? Yang Min Jing, I'm telling you, I won't let you go." He Ming Run was furious. He wanted to find Yuan Yuan.
Yang Min Jing cried as she looked at He Ming Run, who refused to acknowledge their encounter, and gave a cold laugh: "He Ming Run, are you done and now you're reneging?"
Last night, he had been very passionate, but he had called out Meng Yuan's name repeatedly, which had pierced her heart.
He Ming Run put on his shoes, completely devoid of any memory of what had happened last night.
He remembered agreeing to go home with Yuan Yuan. As he entered the elevator, there was a faint scent. He frowned slightly, felt a strange discomfort, and then his memory ended.
He Ming Run looked at Yang Min Jing with a cruel smile, his eyes bloodshot with rage. "Get up, and come with me to the police station."