When he released her lips, she found a brief gap and gasped, "Young Master, don’t do this!" If it weren’t for discovering he had a fiancée before, no matter how he wanted her, she couldn’t resist because she was merely a tool for his bodily desires.

But she couldn’t let it continue like this now! She couldn’t be the third party in someone else’s marriage! Absolutely not!

"Don’t do what?" He aggressively kissed her again.

But her body was very clear that only Beitang Yao could bring her that kind of pleasure. She enjoyed the moments of reaching the clouds with him. She didn’t know how many more times such moments could happen, but for now, she tried to prevent it from happening. Allowing him again, doing such things with him was unfair to herself and Gu Ziqian. She couldn’t be someone else’s third party.

Her tears silently fell. She didn’t know what her fate would be, but the current situation was terrible. She didn’t know what she could offer to repay him for everything.

In a daze, she felt the door being gently pushed open, followed by a lock, which startled Xia Qingqian. Since when did he have the habit of locking the door? Even when doing those things, he occasionally didn’t shut the door, leaving it wide open...

A fragrance, neither hers nor his, suddenly permeated the air, making her lose her soul and fall into an abyss. She buried herself under the blanket, wearing nothing, only covered by a sheet.

Xia Qingqian felt herself trembling under the blanket. She tightly closed her eyes, praying silently that nothing would happen, and that her presence wouldn’t be noticed.

Truly, she always felt her existence was very weak, like something thrown onto the street that couldn’t be retrieved. But now, where was she? Lying on Beitang Yao’s big bed, visible to anyone.

"Sister Xia? How come you’re on Brother Yao’s bed?" The fragrance around the bed grew stronger, accompanied by a faint voice saying, "Don’t you know he has a fiancée?"

Xia Qingqian vaguely sensed a murderous aura, the kind of suppressed tension in the air, which would result in her downfall if she responded.

She trembled, hugging the blanket, sitting up with difficulty. But the bruises on her neck were exposed to the air, new and old overlapping, creating a striking sensory impact.

"Miss Gu, it’s not what you think." She lowered her head, not daring to look at Gu Ziqian standing by the bed. Her face turned crimson. At this moment, she seemed caught in bed by someone else’s wife, with no escape, only capable of explaining.

"Not what? I saw with my own eyes you lying naked on Brother Yao’s bed. Aren’t you seducing him? You actually have the audacity to seduce my Brother Yao right in front of me?" Gu Ziqian looked at Xia Qingqian’s bruises with wide-open eyes in anger. How could Brother Yao leave such marks on her body?

If there were any marks, they should have been left on her! Brother Yao never kissed her, at most gently stroked her hair, as if caring for a biological sister.

Xia Qingqian, pale-faced, didn’t know how to explain to her. Truly, there was nothing between her and Beitang Yao. She would never become an obstacle for Gu Ziqian, never become a trouble for her!