Pei Yan couldn't calm down even if he wanted to.
Finally, alcohol and lust intertwined, consuming their reason.
"You brought this on yourself."
"Don't worry, since you're so disobedient, you don't need to be obedient anymore. Even if you say stop, I won't stop."
"Ah... ah?"
*
In the second half of the night, Su Zhiyi physically experienced what Pei Yan meant.
Her consciousness was drowned by alcohol, and she couldn't quite remember who this man was. She only remembered that he was very handsome and had a great body... Wait, she couldn't sleep with this man; this man was...
But the spark ignited the spilled wine, turning into a raging fire that burned away the strings of their reason entirely.
"No more... stop..."
Her soft, snow-white calves kicked weakly, but the man's tall body was like an unshakable wall of bronze and iron. She couldn't move it at all, and instead her wildly kicking ankle was grabbed by a burning, iron-hot hand.
Su Zhiyi's doe-like eyes filled with tears, which poured out like spilled wine, winding down her face like small rivers.
The hickeys were placed with restraint, not in easily exposed areas,
like a few delicate flowers on pure white snow, pitifully endearing.
In his haze, Pei Yan had a rare moment of clarity.
He thought.
This was the most outrageous thing he had ever done, and the only one.
"I told you, even if you say stop, I won't stop."
*
A hangover is truly torturous. Su Zhiyi woke up in a daze.
"Ugh..." Her body was sore and limp, her fingers weak.
The large room was empty, except for a plate of food on the bedside table. The food was still warm, steam rising from it.
She was now wearing a new camisole nightgown, and next to the bed was a new set of clothes. A glance at the label showed they were a famous brand.
Then her gaze slowly moved down.
Her body, her arms, her thighs were covered with dense red hickeys.
She didn't need to think hard to know what had happened last night.
Fragments of yesterday's memories flashed through her mind.
She remembered... Pei Yan had brought her back to the hotel?
Then she had clung to him all the way, saying all sorts of wild things. Pei Yan must have been annoyed to death, but out of humanity, he had settled her down. After settling her, he wanted to leave, but she clung to him again.
Then both of them lost control and had drunk sex.
"Ding dong! Good morning, dear host. Your System 030 is online~"
"Wait, wait, wait a minute—"
System 030 screamed.
It had gone offline before Su Zhiyi went to the dinner, but when it came back online, it was faced with this scene that said it all.
What had happened!
"Host, what happened last night?!"
"Last night... Forget it, it's nothing."
Su Zhiyi felt her career flickering on and off, and her three million bonus was also flickering, about to grow wings and fly away.
Although, in the latter half, Pei Yan had tormented her enough, not stopping even when she called for a halt, in the first half, it was her, driven by alcohol, who had semi-forced Pei Yan.
Pei Yan didn't seem easy to mess with, backed by the powerful Pei family, plus his high status in the entertainment industry...
Blacklisting her or finding out her real identity would be as easy as crushing an ant.
She had directly slept with him.
Su Zhiyi wanted to die.
"Since it's come to this, let's eat first."
She gave up, picked up the plate, and started eating breakfast, planning to finish and then be ready to flee to the next world and start over.
The room door opened.
Pei Yan walked in. He wore only a thin navy blue shirt and black pants, holding his phone as if he had just finished a call outside. He put the phone away as he entered.
"Awake?"
As soon as he entered, he saw Su Zhiyi leaning against the headboard, eating breakfast. His cold gaze swept over her.
Su Zhiyi was so startled by Pei Yan's words that her body trembled. She didn't dare eat anymore and closed her eyes in resignation.
As if Pei Yan's next words would be, "I've found out your identity. Quit the industry and be blacklisted—pick one." Pronouncing her death sentence.
"System, I think you can draw lots for the next world for me," Su Zhiyi said resignedly to the system. "In the next world, I will never touch a drop of alcohol again."
If the lesson from the last world was not to eat at French restaurants,
then the lesson from this world was not to drink.
"Are you really going to the next world? Then let me draw lots for you, host. Don't worry, I have super good luck. I'll definitely draw an easy world!"
Just as System 030 was rubbing its hands in anticipation to draw lots, Su Zhiyi responded to Pei Yan with a barely audible "Mm."
"Mm..."
"Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for you."
"I'll quit... Huh? What?"
Su Zhiyi had already decided to quit the circle and run to the next world. What was this cold, rigid man saying?!
Take responsibility? Responsibility for what?
The timidity in the girl's eyes faded, replaced by shock as if struck by lightning. She even dropped her chopsticks, which clattered onto the plate and then fell to the floor with a clatter.
Pei Yan thought she hadn't heard clearly. He took a deep breath and repeated himself word by word, seriously.
"I mean,"
"I'll take responsibility for you."