Chapter 1 : A Night of Passion

• Empire Jiangling Hotel.
• Inside the hotel lobby, there were shadows of people, with a lively atmosphere.
• The annual Jiangling Winery Wine Tasting Gala was in full swing, attracting many social elites and celebrities to attend.
• A young girl walked through the crowd and arrived at the staff lounge. The tiny earphones in her ears transmitted a faint voice: "Lengyue, the target is room 8888 on the eighth floor of the hotel. Take action."
• "Understood," Lengyue replied softly. She quickly took off her seductive maid outfit and changed into a black tight-fitting suit.
• On the eighth floor, there was no one in the corridor. Lengyue quickly flashed to the door of room 8888 and pressed her ear against it.
• With her exceptional hearing, she confirmed that there was no one in the room. Lengyue took out a smart card from her pocket, which was installed with a decryption program, and placed it on the sensor.
• Just as she had infiltrated the room, there was a sudden sound from outside the door.
• Lengyue didn't have time to think, so she quickly hid behind the curtain.
• The door of the room opened, and a young man with a tall and slender figure, dressed in a high-end suit, walked in.
• Hiding behind the curtain, Lengyue secretly looked and realized that the man with the scar on his face, whom she was supposed to capture, was not the one who entered the room. This young man had a handsome and extraordinary appearance, with well-defined facial features. She had never seen such a good-looking man before.
• The young man didn't notice her presence. He picked up the red wine and wine glass on the coffee table, poured a glass, swirled it around, and took a sip.
• After a moment, the young man suddenly took off his clothes, revealing a solid and well-shaped back.
• This scene was too sudden, causing Lengyue to involuntarily let out a low exclamation, not knowing whether it was because she was amazed by the young man's physique or startled.
• "Who's there?"
• The young man coldly questioned as he walked over and grabbed Lengyue's wrist.
• Lengyue tried to break free, but the young man was incredibly strong. He lifted her up in a princess carry.
• In that moment, Lengyue was stunned.
• She was thrown onto the soft bed, and before she could get up, the young man pressed down on her, removing her black mask and passionately kissing her.
• The intense masculine aura enveloped her, making her feel like she was being greedily consumed, and she couldn't help but surrender to it...
• Six years later.
• In an inconspicuous courtyard overgrown with weeds.
• As Lengyue approached the door, she heard the voice of a little boy from inside: "Aunt Ningqiu lost again, Xiaohan, help her apply the ointment."
• Immediately after, a sweet and childish voice of a little girl followed: "Okay, big brother."
• Lengyue pushed open the door and opened her arms, saying, "Xiaoting, Xiaohan, Mommy's back."
• The little girl immediately ran into Lengyue's embrace, rubbing against her affectionately.
• "Mama, you're finally back. Big brother was so worried."
• Lengyue reached out and rubbed Xiaoting's head, then rubbed Xiaohan's head, with a loving smile on her face.
• Ding Ningqiu, whose face was covered in sticky notes, walked over and pouted, saying, "Lengyue, your two little geniuses beat me all afternoon. My makeup is ruined."
• Lengyue stood up straight, looking at Ding Ningqiu with pride, and said, "Aiqiu, are you leaving?"
• Ding Ningqiu nodded and started peeling off the sticky notes on her face, saying, "I've had enough of this rundown house. It's old and dilapidated. I don't want to stay here for another second!"
• "Are you not coming back tonight?" Lengyue asked again.
• "Why come back? Sleep in this musty old house? I'd rather be held by a wealthy tycoon in a five-star hotel!" Ding Ningqiu complained while taking out her personal makeup kit to touch up her makeup. "The organization is really something. We just made one mistake six years ago, and they punish us with dirty and tiring tasks!"
• "Alright, go then," Lengyue interrupted her coldly.
• Ding Ningqiu didn't say anything more. As soon as she left the house, she swayed her waist and hips.
• Lengyue took out two boxes of double-skinned milk from her bag, one in each hand, and handed them to the two little buns in front of her. "These are double-skinned milk that Mommy bought for you. Open them and have a taste."
• Xiaoting pushed her glasses up and said indifferently, "Geniuses don't eat such vulgar things. I'm going to read."
• Lengyue gave her a disdainful look. Xiaoting's self-centered and arrogant attitude made her both angry and amused.
• Xiaohan smiled and reached out to take the two boxes of double-skinned milk, his eyes sparkling. "Mommy, I'm not a genius, so give them all to me."
• Lengyue chuckled and rubbed Xiaohan's head. "Alright, since your big brother doesn't want to eat, you can have them all."
• "Thank you, Mommy."
• In the taxi, Ding Ningqiu took out a string of necklaces from her bag.
• It was a very special necklace, adorned with diamonds and gemstones, unlike any other luxury items. This necklace was made from a button.
• Although it was just a button, it was exquisitely crafted, shining brightly, and emitting a translucent light like a gem.
• She put it around her neck and admired it in a small mirror, thinking to herself, "This necklace is indeed beautiful. No wonder Aiyue always keeps an eye on it. Today, I'll secretly use it. It's a way to make the most of it."
• After getting out of the car, she arrived at an art gallery.
• The gallery was filled with artworks by various artists, but Ding Ningqiu had no interest in appreciating them. She came here to seduce wealthy people and free herself from her misery.
• Suddenly, the quiet gallery was filled with hurried footsteps, and dozens of black-clad bodyguards quickly entered and formed two rows.
• Ding Ningqiu sensed the grandeur of the situation and knew that someone important was coming.
• A young man walked in under the protection of the bodyguards. He was dressed in a custom-made high-end suit that accentuated his tall figure. His gaze was cold and determined, with a hint of rebellion.
• Ding Ningqiu was stunned. She couldn't believe that she would one day witness the true face of Huo Jingran!
• Who was Huo Jingran? He was the well-known prince of the empire, possessing both wealth and status. His extraordinary beauty drove all the girls in the city crazy, and he was a person whom no one dared to provoke in Jiangling.
• Ding Ningqiu's heart raced with excitement. If she could gain Huo Jingran's favor, who in Jiangling would dare to offend her?
• Why bother being a servant and carrying out meaningless tasks when she could become the princess of Jiangling?
• The chandeliers in the gallery were bright, and the necklace on Ding Ningqiu's neck reflected a seductive light.
• Huo Jingran noticed the light and, upon closer inspection, furrowed his brows slightly.
• He walked over quickly, reaching out to grab the necklace on Ding Ningqiu's neck.
• It was a button from his suit, designed by a top designer, and only he in Jiangling had the privilege of wearing it.
• "Where did this button come from?" Huo Jingran's voice was icy, with a hint of trembling.
• Ding Ningqiu's brain went blank when she saw her idol approaching her. After Huo Jingran asked the question, she snapped back to reality and hurriedly replied, "It's from a man's clothes that I pulled off six years ago."
• This answer made Huo Jingran's body tremble slightly, and his gaze locked onto Ding Ningqiu's face.
• "Huo Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Ding Ningqiu asked softly.