The next morning, the sun rose early in the east, and it was undoubtedly another sunny day.

Bright sunlight shone obliquely through the gap in the heavy curtains, falling on the slender figure lying on the large soft couch.

Song Yinyin was so stimulated by this dazzling light that she couldn't open her eyes, and subconsciously raised her hand to cover it, and only after getting used to it did she slowly open a pair of beautiful eyes.

The lavish suite was empty except for her.

The air is filled with a blood-pumping breath of men and women after the night/joy/love.

Her dress, canvas shoes, and pink undershirt were tossed around on the carpet, a sign of last night's madness......

With a pounding heartbeat, Song Yinyin grabbed the futon in shock.

What's going on? Was she dazzled, or was she dreaming?

She subconsciously rubbed her temples that were a little painful, and some crazy and confused fragments suddenly flashed in her mind.

After a moment of distraction, she remembered everything that had happened last night—

Yesterday was her childhood sweetheart who grew up together, and it was also the birthday of her fiancé Yan Kejun, and the two were engaged three months ago.

Thinking of Yan Kejun, Song Yinyin was shocked.

Last night, he texted her to meet her at the coffee shop below the hotel.

But she waited for a long time, and instead of waiting for him, she waited for her half-sister Song Anqi.

The moment she saw Song Anqi, Song Yinyin immediately understood that she had been deceived by Song Anqi.

She and Song Anqi are of the same age, although they are only a few months apart, they are not right everywhere.

Song Anqi is exactly the same as her mother Jiang Lan, who is strong everywhere, because she is also the winner of a full scholarship to the piano department of the Warsaw Conservatory of Music, she always wants to compare with Song Yinyin everywhere.

Any activity in the school, whether it is a piano competition, a lecture, or a place to study abroad, Song Anqi has to compete with her.

She endured all this, but on the contrary, Song Anqi fell in love with her fiancé Yan Kejun.

She knows Song Anqi too well, Song Anqi doesn't love Ke Jun at all, but to win over her, in order to destroy her relationship with Ke Jun!

She didn't know what kind of means Song Anqi used to get the text messages sent to her by Yan Kejun's mobile phone, but there was no doubt that all this was Song Anqi's conspiracy.

Song Anqi said that she was in love with Yan Kejun, and her parents had promised to withdraw from her marriage with Yan Kejun and instead match her with Yan Kejun......

Song Yin was extremely angry and wanted to reason with Song Anqi, but soon realized that something was wrong.

The body is like a fire, the mouth is dry, and there are thousands of ants crawling in the chest......

Oh no, Song Anqi drugged her drink!

She wanted to escape, but it was too late, and the bodyguards brought by Song Anqi restrained her and took her to a room upstairs, after that......

After that, she fainted.

Until I woke up just now!

She sat up in shock, and a sharp burning sensation suddenly came from between her legs.

Hurt!

Last night, it seemed like a man ......

Man?!

My heart pounded.

A vague image appeared in his mind, and thinking of the physical discomfort at the moment, Song Yinyin broke out in a layer of cold sweat.

She directly lifted the thin quilt on her body - the shocking red on the bed sheet stabbed her eyes!

No......

She subconsciously clenched the sheets, her mind buzzing, and she almost fainted.

Don't think about it, she also knows that she has fallen for Song Anqi's tricks.

She drugged herself unconscious, and now that she was lost, she didn't know who that man was, and she felt panicked when she thought about it......

She quickly sat up and changed into her clothes.

He had only walked out of the room a few steps before his footsteps stopped.

Her eyes were fixed on a long figure on the corridor, and she seemed to have been struck by lightning and stood still.

And the man in front of him was just as shocked as she was.

Seeing the bloodshot in his eyes, Song Yinyin moved her lips, and her voice was so light that she could barely hear it: "Ke Jun...... I ......"

Yan Kejun, who seemed to be dyed with a halo under the light, had his hair cut neatly, and a black windbreaker made him look handsome.

But his face was pale, his face was haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot, and Song Yinyin's heart was fierce.

When Crimson's gaze fixed on her delicate collarbone, and he found that it was full of purple-red kiss marks, he had a stalk in his throat.

"Yin, this is your birthday present to me?"

Yan Kejun's voice was hoarse, and the hands that fell to his side were clenched, and the backs of his hands were slightly white because of too much force.