The vinegar vat was overturned, and he was spoiled by the sickly boss and turned into a small waste

Lu Tingchen stared at the girl intently, with fiery flames jumping out of his pitch-black pupils, as if to burn her up, until the corners of his eyes overflowed with an unbearable blush, and the heavy roar died away in the long night.

For a long time, he gently and meticulously wiped the hem of the Nine-Tailed Fox Fairy's skirt, looked down at his hands, and walked towards the bathroom.

"Don't! Don't...don't come here! There are snakes, many scaled snakes! Help me, mom and dad, save me!"

When Lu Tingchen returned to the room again, he saw the girl who was immersed in the nightmare kept calling, and a pair of small hands were waving in the air, as if trying to drive something away.

"Yan'er?"

He approached, and when he saw that her face was covered with fear and sweat, her brows were slightly frowned, and he turned to get the towel.

No, the girl grabbed her wrist.

"Don't go, don't go!"

"Don't go, I'll come back with something."

"Don't go..."

She was still babbling, as if she was afraid that he would never come back after he left, a frightened and aggrieved whisper came out of her throat, "Dad~"

The girl's coquettish and trembling "Dad" made Lu Tingchen's body freeze suddenly as if it had been electrified.

He squinted his dark eyes, looked at the girl on the bed with slightly parted red lips, and a begging face, "What did you call me just now?"

"dad……"

Little fairy, do you really want to torture him to death?

Lu Tingchen closed his eyes, kissed her lightly on the face, and comforted her, "It's okay, it's okay..."

"Hey, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"Daddy will always be here with you, you are Daddy's most beloved little baby."

On the bed, the palpitations on the girl's face gradually disappeared, and the sound of even and steady breathing came, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Tingchen gently took her hand, sat on the carpet beside the bed, and put the black iris flower on her chest beside her pillow.

Yan'er, do you know the flower language of the black iris?

In the darkness, the man gazed at her affectionately, like the deep and dense night, endless, and the softness below was so strong that it was almost drowning.

——Secret Admiration, Desperate Love

——You are my chance to meet but not to seek, to meet but not to stay, to meet but not to have

If only time could stop at this moment, stay at this moment forever.

He closed his eyes, sighed deeply and kissed her hand.

"Hiss... so uncomfortable~"

In the early morning, a ray of light shines through the tulle curtains and falls on the curvaceous girl in the middle of the big bed.

Su Qingyan frowned slightly, then slowly sat up while holding her head in pain with a painful expression. She had a splitting headache and her body seemed to have been run over many times by something. Is this the result of a hangover?

She slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw the brand-new and unfamiliar pajamas on herself, her brain went into a shutdown...

On the bedside, there is a fresh black iris flower in the vase, and a mobile phone on the cabinet?

She carefully picked up the fragmented mobile phone with missing edges and corners, and after observing it for a long time, she gradually realized with a grim expression...it turned out to be her mobile phone? !

"Who smashed my mother's phone?!"

She jumped out of bed angrily, and was about to run out with her mobile phone in hand, when she passed a vanity mirror, her steps stopped abruptly.

In the mirror, it clearly showed a few suspicious crimson marks on her slightly open collar, on her neck and collarbone, which looked very much like... Strawberry marks? !

Pajamas, strawberry prints, a sore body, a broken mobile phone and a faint musky smell in the air.

In an instant, Su Qingyan's face turned pale, and a terrifying scene uncontrollably appeared in her mind.

After she got drunk last night, she wouldn't be raped by someone, right?Because the resistance was unsuccessful, the mobile phone was also dropped!

But, but... Although her body is uncomfortable, she doesn't feel anything other than a headache and limp limbs, especially there is no pain there, according to physiological knowledge, can't it?

What happened last night?Why can't she remember anything?Why……

"Boom boom boom!"

When Su Qingyan was so anxious that she was about to cry, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Who?!"

She picked up a vase in her hand vigilantly and asked.

Could it be a rapist who knocked on the door at this time?

"Miss Su, it's me! Breakfast is ready, the president asked me to wake you up for dinner, and bring you a change of clothes by the way."

Yu Bin's voice came from outside, Su Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, and dragged him in.

"Hey~" Yu Bin was taken aback, looking at her with a strange expression, he couldn't help being surprised, "Miss Su, what are you doing?"

Su Qingyan stared at him solemnly, "Yu Bin, now I want to ask you a question, you must answer every word truthfully!"

"well."

Yu Bin nodded.

"After I got drunk last night, what happened?"

"You don't remember anything?"

Although he knew the answer, Yu Bin pretended to be surprised and asked.

"Yeah, it's not once or twice that I get broken when I drink."

"That's it." Yu Bin rolled his eyes, "Actually, I don't know everything. Miss Su, what do you want to ask specifically?"

"I……"

Of course Su Qingyan was embarrassed to directly ask her guess, so she pulled on her pajamas and said, "Who changed the clothes on me?"

"Yu Ma, a servant of the Murong family."

maid?

"really?"

"Really, I saw her walk out of the room with that fox skirt with my own eyes. If you don't believe me, you can ask."

Su Qingyan: "Then what about these strange marks on my neck? There were none yesterday!"

"These traces..."

Yu Bin looked at her with a somewhat embarrassed expression, which made her feel uneasy, "Say it quickly! Is there someone..."

"It was left after you had a fight with Miss Murong after drinking."

When Yu Bin interrupted her, Su Qingyan was stunned.

What?Left over from the fight with Murong Qiaoqiao?

"Ha...hahaha~"

So this is ah!

Her first reaction was not to be angry that she was beaten, but to be extremely glad that the horror she imagined did not happen.

"Then she also broke my mobile phone?"

"Yes, that's right!"

"Great, scared me to death, I thought..."

She held her forehead, let out a long breath, and finally let go of her high hanging heart.

Yu Bin also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After working in the workplace for so many years, he hasn't learned anything else. The ability to open his eyes and tell lies is a set. However, this is the first time he has helped his boss out.

"It's all right, I'm done asking..." Su Qingyan just opened her mouth, smelling the breath in the room, and unconsciously raised her nerves again, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Of course!" Yu Bin said sincerely, "What are you doing if I lie to Miss Su? Is there any benefit?"

Of course, he might be promoted and get a year-end bonus, and become the president's most trusted special assistant!

After finishing speaking, he added in his heart.

Su Qingyan: "Then why is there a musky smell in this room?"

"Musk?"

Although what she said was very subtle, Yu Bin, who is a high-achieving student, understood it in seconds. Isn't what Miss Su was talking about is the smell of a man?

"How is it possible? Why didn't I smell it? There is only the scent of irises in the air. Miss Su, is your sense of smell disturbed?"

"Impossible!" Su Qingyan denied, "My sense of smell has been more sensitive than ordinary people since I was a child, and I can distinguish even complex and subtle smells. Otherwise, how do you think I could detect the greenness of violets at the Stone Gambling Conference that day?"

When she said that, Yu Bin panicked all of a sudden.

The president stayed in Miss Su's room all night last night, and didn't come out until dawn.

If it is true that Miss Su said that there is a musky smell in the air, then the CEO must have really done that to Miss Su, right?