Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

Before the banquet was over, Chi Morong returned to his bedroom on the third floor.

Every year on this day, he would choose to spend the night in this old house.

The room was pitch black and Chi Morong did not turn on the lights. He stood quietly in front of the window with a glass of red wine in his hand, silently looking at the scenery outside the window.

The garden downstairs becomes magnificent with the careful decoration of various lights and flowers, as if you are in a fairyland.

On this night every year, in order to celebrate Mr. Zhao’s birthday, at exactly nine o’clock in the evening, gorgeous fireworks will be set off for half an hour, lighting up the entire night sky.

It was almost nine o'clock and the guests all went into the garden, waiting for the fireworks show that would be held later.

Chi Morong looked at the crowd in the garden expressionlessly. When the time came to nine o'clock, the fireworks show officially began.

Colorful fireworks bloom in the night sky, like beautiful paintings.

Chi Morong raised his head slightly, his eyes following the trajectory of the fireworks, however, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

The grander and more lively the party was that night, the more it reminded me that my mother's death was due to this man.

He forced himself to stay here on this night every year to remind himself that he must not let this couple go.

Fortunately, this matter will be over soon.

But after a while, he felt a strange heat rising from his lower abdomen, as if a fire was burning his body.

This heat burned his body like a flame, making him feel extremely depressed.

He couldn't stand the discomfort, so he impatiently reached out to unbutton his shirt.

As each button was unbuttoned, his breathing became more rapid.

However, when his fingers touched the last button, a strong sense of alertness came over him.

He immediately realized that he had been tricked, that the woman had tampered with the wine he drank.

Thinking of this, his eyes became deep and sharp, as if a surging storm had been set off in his eyes.

The fireworks outside were still going on.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Chi Morong turned his head suddenly and looked towards the door with sharp eyes.

I saw a woman in a white lace nightgown walking in slowly.

Her figure is graceful and her steps are light and elegant, just like a fairy descending to earth.

Against the backdrop of the fireworks, her delicate face looked even more charming and dazzling like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Especially those peach blossom eyes that were staring straight at him, as if they contained endless charm and temptation, like a deep pool of water, which made people involuntarily indulge in it.

Liu Xiran walked lightly in front of Chi Morong, raised his head slightly, and his eyes revealed an indescribable charm.

She opened her red lips and uttered slowly, "Mr. Chi, let me help you."

Before she finished her words, the woman stretched out a slender hand and gently stroked the exposed skin on the man's chest like a petal in the breeze.

Her movements were delicate and slow, her fingertips sliding across his skin vaguely, as if she was playing a beautiful piece of music, bringing a strange feeling that spread throughout his body like an electric current.

Chi Morong tried his best to suppress his inner restlessness, took a deep breath, and tried to keep his voice calm, but there was still a hint of hoarseness.

"Oh? How do you want to help me?"

Liu Xiran smiled gently, with an ambiguous light flashing in his eyes. That smile contained endless temptation, as if it could touch people's heartstrings.

She did not respond, but just stared at him silently, her body pressed against him, then reached out and gracefully picked up the bottle of red wine that was placed on the window beside him.

Her hand tilted slightly, and the red wine in the bottle flowed out slowly like a trickle, gently falling on her fair skin.

The red wine gradually soaked her white dress, forming bright red spots like blooming flowers.

As the red wine flowed, a faint aroma filled the air, interweaving with the charming scent emanating from Liu Xiran, making people intoxicated by it.

Her looming curves and the sexy outline of red wine added a bit of mysterious charm, making Chi Morong's breathing quicken.