A Moment of Passion: The CEO Should Get a Divorce <<< Chapter 1: Love to Catch Caterpillars <<<

"Miss, don't blame me. Blame the one who doesn't want you to be happy."

In the Presidential Suite of the Beihai International Hotel, a waiter dressed in uniform carefully placed a drunk and disheveled man onto the bed. Looking at his expensive taste and seasoned demeanor, this guy must have had quite a few experiences.

Thinking of this, the guilt in my heart seemed to lessen. I quickly got out of bed, covered myself up, and walked out.

Thinking of the money I'll get tomorrow, a happy smile appears on my face.

The closed bathroom door creaked open with a soft "click", and a pair of long, straight male legs stepped out.

The man stood only in a loosely wound bath towel around his waist, glistening droplets of water sliding down his sculpted, handsome physique. He was powerfully built, with well-defined abs…

The person who was drying themselves off with a towel was suddenly interrupted by the ringing of their phone.

"Mr. Ji, we just saw two people sneaking into your room on the monitor."

"Mm."

Ji Yubai's brows furrowed, he walked to the bed and lifted the quilt.

As expected, his eyes were red, as if covered by a layer of blood, especially prominent.

Her sleek, black hair brushed against her snowy white face. Her skin was so fair, it looked like you could pinch water from it. She looked especially innocent with her eyes closed.

The warmth was evident in his sharply defined lines, his deep-set eyes as dark and mysterious as ink.

"Get up." He clapped his hands.

The person in bed mumbled and turned over, almost instinctively opening their eyes before drifting back to sleep. They were half-awake, remembering that they were back home, and the only one who could be bothering them at this hour was their husband in name only.

He got up on his knees, powerless and collapsed into the man's arms.

"Well, I'm back..."

The air was thick with the scent of alcohol, a faint hint of perfume, and something else... intangible. Ji Yubai's eyes flickered as he felt the warmth of the person in his arms, their hands clasped around his neck. They were gazing at him with a smile that hinted at mischief, rubbing their cheek against his shoulder like a contented kitten.

Ji Yubai frowned and pushed it away.

"Why not give me a hug!!" She slapped him on the shoulder angrily, then lifted her head and started to rub her face against his.

Madman!

He's still a drunk lunatic!

Why can't I touch the real deal, even though others can?

The eerie silence surrounding.

Ji Yu's white face instantly sank, he bent down to grab the bath towel on the bed—Shi Ran grasped his hand, a serious expression on her face.

The two were very close, their heads tilted back, bright eyes sparkling like they were pestering Ji Yu Bai for candy.

"Stop playing around!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Ji Yubai was taken aback. He hadn't expected himself to actually speak up.

Pull! He pulls!

Back and forth, like a child who desperately wants candy but can't get any, he stared at him with a wronged accusation, "Asshole, just take a look, it won't break."

Bug...

Ji Yubai's tug froze, and in that brief moment of distraction, his hands tightened around that slender waist. His face was buried in her chest as he whispered, "Let's be truly married, okay?"

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