Chapter Thirty-Six: Temptation (Part Two)

Boom... As I gently helped Zhang Jing onto the soft bed, I truly felt a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. Watching her breathe rapidly, her face flushed with alluring beauty, I found myself utterly at a loss as to how I had made it through this ordeal. Walking down the street earlier, it struck me that I had no idea where she lived, and when I tried to ask her, I realized she seemed to have already fallen asleep. No matter how I called her, she did not wake, so I had no choice but to check into a hotel nearby and bring her here.

All the way, I doubted whether Zhang Jing was truly asleep. Her body kept rubbing against me, soft moans escaping her lips, a faint fragrance lingering in the air. Her radiant, delicate, rosy face was impossibly tempting, as if inviting one to commit a crime. Thankfully, my drunkenness had mostly dissipated by now; otherwise, who knows if I would have lost control, lured by her charms. Indeed, a woman brimming with temptation is the most fatal of all...

After a brief rest, I carefully adjusted her on the bed, knelt down, and removed the black high heels from her feet. Seeing her adorable little feet wrapped in flesh-colored stockings made my heart skip yet another beat. Swallowing hard to calm myself, I finally lifted her shapely legs onto the bed, then quietly pulled the snowy white down comforter over her alluring figure. Having finished, I patted my chest and took a few deep breaths to steady myself.

This was pure temptation—a fragrant, enticing body lying asleep on the bed, enough to make any man want to leap upon it and take a bite. To remain calm and self-assured in such an ambivalent atmosphere, I almost laughed at myself, thinking I was like Liu Xianghui, the epitome of self-restraint. In truth, Zhang Jing was astonishingly beautiful, her figure enough to make any man drool. Yet because she was so perfect, so flawless, it only made me all the more cautious.

"There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world." That was what I told myself.

Having settled Zhang Jing, I was drenched in sweat—both physically and emotionally exhausted. I left the bedroom and entered the living room, turned on the television, brewed a cup of tea at the coffee table, and took a few sips to suppress the lingering effects of the alcohol. Only then did I begin to examine the spacious, bright living room. This was a luxury suite—the most lavish room in this three-star hotel. Don’t get me wrong; I wasn’t being extravagant. It was simply that at this late hour, no rooms remained except this luxury suite. Still, lying on the comfortable leather sofa, I felt that spending a few thousand yuan for one night in such a room was worth it. Of course, I could only sleep in the living room. Actually, I had never planned on going home tonight; I just wanted to find a place to drink myself into oblivion and then spend the night alone somewhere. So, in the afternoon, I had already told my mother I’d be staying at Zhang Li’s place. She knew Zhang Li, so she agreed without much fuss. But now, the bed I intended to sleep in had been occupied by a seductive, alluring body, and my rare night away from home was relegated to the sofa.

Sipping green tea and gazing at the beautiful nightscape outside the window, my thoughts drifted back to that couple on the street at noon... Accompanied by the ache in my heart, my expression darkened, and I sighed deeply. Su Xin, the goddess in my heart, was about to be erased from my world. I was truly unwilling, truly resentful. But what could I do? Seeing her with that man, so happy, so blissful—could I really bear to break them apart for my own selfish desires, make her sad, and cause her to hate me even more?

Tomorrow was Monday—when I saw her at school, how should I face her? Must I really become her friend, and suffer as I had in my previous life, enduring pain for a lifetime? That thought made me shake my head in sadness. No, I absolutely refused to follow the same path as before! Since fate had granted me a second chance, I would not squander this life again. If things are as they are, then it’s better to stay away from her. If loving someone only brings pain when you cannot have them, being friends will only drag me deeper. Better to keep my distance, to escape and heal my wounds. Perhaps, for love, this is the best method of recovery.

Taking another slow sip of strong green tea, I felt my heart settle. No matter what, even though this rebirth had unexpectedly cost me Su Xin, my goal must not be lost! I—Xiao Qiang—am determined to build a vast business empire and stand at the summit of the city! I will live brilliantly, create a legend that belongs to me, and my rebirth saga must not fail!

Just as I was solidifying my conviction, a sound suddenly came from the bedroom—a moan, mingled with pain and pleasure. My heart sank instantly! Could Zhang Jing really be seriously ill? I’d already sensed something was wrong earlier, and now it seemed confirmed. I quickly set my tea down, jumped up from the sofa, and rushed straight toward the bedroom!

With a click, I pushed the bedroom door open, almost blurting out my concern and reproach, “Zhang Jing, you said you weren’t sick, I’m taking you to—”

Just as the word "hospital" was about to escape my lips, my mouth hung open, but no sound came out. Everything before my eyes left me utterly stunned, frozen in place.

Clothes lay scattered across the carpet, the down comforter was completely kicked off the bed, and there, upon the sheets, was a breathtaking nude figure. What a body—pure, delicate skin, sensual, full hips, proud, firm breasts, rounded, fair thighs, and a soft, elegant hand stroking that rosy secret. I was dumbfounded by the scene before me. Oh my God... How could I have known that the sounds she made were, in fact, self-pleasure...

As time passed, I gradually recovered from my shock. But when I glanced at Zhang Jing’s flushed neck and beautiful face, her captivating eyes swept over me, and her expression was one of pure joy—without a hint of shame or panic. Her breathing grew faster and faster, her brows suddenly knitting together as her whole body arched upward. Amid my wildly beating heart, I saw, clear as day, the dazzling liquid streaming forth...

Bang! I stumbled backwards, slammed the door shut, and rushed to the coffee table, gulping down three cups of tea to quench my dry throat and disperse the tumultuous thoughts. What on earth was happening? Had she really drunk too much? But no matter how drunk one is, they wouldn’t do such a thing, would they? Perhaps she was simply that kind of person? I shook my head hastily—impossible, absolutely impossible! Earlier, in the bar, I’d heard clearly that her boyfriend had pursued her for half a year and hadn’t even touched her. How could she be so wanton? If she wasn’t drunk, and wasn’t that kind of woman, why had she lost control, unable to move, and why was she doing such things in bed? For a reserved woman, this was inconceivable.

Drugged? After much deliberation, the idea suddenly struck me. She must have been drugged by Zhou Zi Sheng or that fat Wang earlier! Otherwise, given her personality, she would never have acted this way. It’s not that women pleasuring themselves is abnormal, but she would certainly not do so without restraint when I barged into the room, nor would she be so calm, so utterly devoid of feminine shame. Even prostitutes would feel awkward being seen by a stranger, let alone Zhang Jing—a powerful woman, a formidable businesswoman! None of this made sense, so the only explanation was that she had been drugged.

Having understood the cause, my doubts faded. Though I was a virgin, that didn’t mean I was ignorant of such matters. Hey, even if I’ve never tasted pork, I’ve seen pigs run—after all, I’d watched plenty of adult films in my previous life, so I’m fairly knowledgeable about this. Yet, in this moment, the memory of her perfect, seductive, snowy body flashed in my mind, and my throat felt parched once more.

After harshly berating myself, I finally managed to suppress the restless urge below. Combined with the effects of several bottles of red wine tonight, I gradually succumbed to sleep, sprawled on the sofa. Whatever happens, I’ll ask her tomorrow... In any case, now is absolutely not the time to take advantage. Sleeping soundly is the only right path.