Feigning Violence Under the Influence of Alcohol

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She was probably a little genuinely drunk, and for a moment in the middle, Lin Xianxian lost consciousness entirely.
When she finally snapped back to reality, she found herself lying in the backseat of a car.
And Shang Yang...
Was driving.
Lin Xianxian gnashed her teeth, itching to bite someone.
[Little System, do you think Shang Yang has lost his mind?! Aren't I his wife? When he came to pick me up, shouldn't he have put me in the front passenger seat? How could he throw me straight into the back!]
The System replied:
[Host, the back seat is safer than the front. Besides, you were drunk, and Shang Yang did this entirely to make you more comfortable.]
[Ha! He was just terrified I'd throw up all over him!]
Shang Yang, who purely thought lying in the back was more comfortable: "..."
A wave of resentment washed over Lin Xianxian. She cast a gloomy glance at Shang Yang driving ahead, and resolved to "take revenge" on him the moment they got out of the car.
Thus, the second Shang Yang picked her up, Lin Xianxian started acting up in her drunken stupor.
"Mmm, don't move me..."
"Move again and I'll bite you..."
"Be a good boy and go sleep in the bed..."
Shang Yang persisted in lifting her into his arms, and taking advantage of her fake drunkenness, Lin Xianxian actually bit down hard on his neck!
Shang Yang froze.
The warmth against his neck made every muscle in his body tense up.
Yet Shang Feifei in his arms remained completely oblivious to the danger, inwardly feeling quite smug and triumphant:
[Hehe, success!]
[If he treats me like cargo again, I'll bite him to death!]
[Though come to think of it, does Shang Yang have muscles on his neck too? A bit tough to bite. I originally wanted to draw blood and hurt him so badly, but I didn't even break the skin, just left a red mark...]
Looking at the red mark on Shang Yang's neck, the System was left speechless, hesitating on whether to speak.
Shang Yang took a deep breath, quickening his pace. Before this little minx could cause any more trouble, he carried her upstairs and dumped her straight onto the bed!
Dizzy and disoriented from being tossed, Lin Xianxian thought:
[What the hell?! No, Uncle Shang, do you have any humanity at all?! Just throwing me like that??]
[Little System, I feel so wronged, boo-hoo-hoo... Shang Yang doesn't treat me like a woman at all... No, he doesn't even treat me like a human being! He tossed me away more efficiently than a piece of cargo!]
[Ahhh, I'm furious!]
Shang Yang had no way of knowing what Lin Xianxian was thinking. Having dumped her onto the bed, he practically fled into the bathroom.
After taking a cold shower, he emerged with his hair half-damp, his gaze much clearer than before.
Looking back at the bed, Lin Xianxian—who had just been inwardly complaining and mumbling aloud—was already fast asleep.
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Shang Yang, who had consumed quite a few invigorating tonics earlier that day: "..."
Taking a deep breath, Shang Yang brought over some warm water and gently wiped Lin Xianxian's face.
After a moment of hesitation, he ultimately decided against changing her clothes.
It was too late, and the household servants were already asleep.
Besides...
If he had the servants change her clothes, tomorrow this little minx would probably be cursing him out in her mind as worse than a beast.
Though right now...
It probably wouldn't be much different.
A hint of a smile flickered in Shang Yang's eyes. He pulled the quilt over Lin Xianxian, adjusted the air conditioning to a comfortable temperature, turned off the lights, and finally left the room.
It seemed tonight he would be sleeping in the study once more.
If this kept up, his biological clock would be ruined sooner or later!
Fortunately, he happened to have a transnational meeting to attend today anyway.
Shang Yang got to work in the study, but who would have thought that halfway through the meeting, Lin Xianxian would suddenly wake up? Already hopelessly drunk and disoriented, hearing Shang Yang talking in the study instantly irritated her.
On the second night of their newlywed life, he had left her alone to guard an empty boudoir yet again!
And to top it off, she was wearing such uncomfortable clothes, and he hadn't even changed her!
Was he even her Lin Xianxian's good husband or not?!
Emboldened by her malice and fueled by alcohol, Lin Xianxian decided to "commit a crime" in her drunken state. She rushed straight into Shang Yang's study, her eyes red, and threw her arms around him in a tight hug!
"H-Husband... Sob, why did you turn off all the lights! I'm scared of the dark!"
Shang Yang: "..."
The numerous corporate executives in front of the computer screens: "...??!!"
It took a mere second to transition from shock to gossipy excitement.
Shang Yang's hand froze in mid-air. He looked at Lin Xianxian, who was clinging to him like a koala, and then back at the familiar faces on the screen, all of them wearing undisguised expressions of gossip...
Shang Yang gave a light cough.
"The meeting... is concluded. The rest will be decided tomorrow."
"Oh, Shang, that's not right of you. You're newlyweds, how can you leave your sister-in-law to sleep alone!"
"Exactly, Shang! You're so unromantic! No matter how urgent work is, you can't neglect your wife!"
"Shang, when are you two going on your honeymoon? You really should plan it. You've been busy with work for two whole days since the wedding. If I were my sister-in-law, I'd be furious!"
Quite a few of the people on the other side of the screen were Shang Yang's mischievous friends, unable to resist teasing him.
Helpless, Shang Yang expressionlessly closed his laptop, too lazy to argue with them.
Then, looking at Lin Xianxian still clinging to him like plaster, he picked her up with a sigh of resignation.
Even though he knew she was doing it on purpose, he still reached out to pat her back, stroking her fur to soothe her:
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"Alright, I know. I won't... turn off the lights anymore."
Lin Xianxian, who was merely committing a crime under the influence of alcohol:
[Sob, why was he having a video meeting with so many people in the middle of the night? How utterly humiliating...]
[Whatever, I'm drunk, I'll forget everything tomorrow!]
[A drunk person can do anything and it's completely normal!]
And so, taking advantage of her intoxication, Lin Xianxian squirmed against Shang Yang, seizing the chance to stroke his abs several times.
Shang Yang, who had already taken a cold shower and spent a long time calming down, found his self-control crumbling with frightening ease.
Catching her wayward hands, Shang Yang's voice turned hoarse and husky:
"Stop messing around..."
[Messing around? Heh, I'm going to mess around all I want! I am Lin Xianxian, the tyrannical, willful, and utterly disobedient wicked supporting actress!]
Far from backing down, Lin Xianxian escalated her behavior, leaping up to bite Shang Yang right on the lips!
"You're too noisy..."
Shang Yang froze.
Just as Lin Xianxian was secretly celebrating the triumphant success of her drunken assault, her entire body was pressed straight down onto the bed behind her. Amidst her dizzying vertigo, her breath was instantly swallowed up...
In the dim lighting, Lin Xianxian's long eyelashes fluttered, her mind going completely blank as she surrendered to the sensation of the kiss.
And then, in a hazy daze, she lost consciousness.
The next day.
When Lin Xianxian woke up, she massaged her temples, a mild headache throbbing behind them.
The fragmented images flashing through her mind, along with her slightly swollen lips, seemed to be reminding her of something.
[System, last night... did I take advantage of Shang Yang??]
[Indeed, Host. You used your drunkenness to commit a crime and kissed Uncle Shang...]
The System even twisted the knife further:
[Host, you failed in your duty. Even though you were drunk, if you had remembered your character setting at that time and cried out the name "Beiming", the effect would have been absolute perfection!]
Lin Xianxian:
[...System, this is a humiliation to me!! Even if I'm blind drunk, I'd still recognize Shang Yang's eight-pack abs and his handsome face. How could I possibly mistake him for Shang Beiming? Absolutely impossible!]
The System couldn't even be bothered to speak to her anymore.
Struggling desperately to recall what had happened last night, but only managing to remember the kissing part before drawing a complete blank, Lin Xianxian thought:
[Oh no, did I end up sleeping with Shang Yang last night? Hehe...]
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