Chapter 1: Waking Up to Being Caught in an Affair

In Feng County, 1980, when Song Kexia woke up, the first thing she saw was a close-up of a man’s face. It was a man’s face, seemingly doing something indescribable to her. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and her hands rested on his chest, moving restlessly.

Her heart tightened. She pushed the man away slightly and finally saw his face clearly: narrow, thick eyebrows, a high and straight nose, deep facial features—an incredibly handsome face.

But why were they like this?

Her body felt strange, a tingling itch, as if ants were biting her all over. It was hot and itchy, something clamoring to burst out…

The man glanced at her. Though their actions were ambiguous, his eyes were cold, without any warmth.

His voice was even colder: “Regret it?”

Song Kexia felt her body floaty and uneasy, hot and uncomfortable. Only by being close to the man could she get a moment’s relief.

“I didn’t…” Her voice sounded strange—soft and flirtatious, unlike her usual tone.

At this, the man’s eyes darkened, watching the reckless woman pressing against him, stirring his own reaction.

But the woman did not restrain herself. The pleated skirt she wore lifted up from her movements, and suddenly it felt like a fire had ignited around them; the air became scorching.

The man grabbed her waist harshly and said viciously, “You asked for it.”

Song Kexia hadn’t processed what he said before a sharp pain struck her body. She pressed against the man’s shoulders, trying to escape.

The man’s breathing became rapid, gripping her waist tightly to prevent her from leaving.

Outside the window, the lights were quietly shining, but in her eyes, they flickered and swayed violently.

“Knock knock knock” — urgent knocking sounded at the door.

Song Kexia’s heart jumped. Someone was coming.

Her mind cleared slightly. She finally remembered what happened.

The man before her was named Qin Muye.

Tonight, there had been a setup—a trap specifically targeting Qin Muye.

She originally came to the nightclub to celebrate someone’s birthday.

And Qin Muye was the owner of this nightclub.

They drugged him and tricked him into this lounge, planning only for her to share a room with him and catch his wrongdoing.

But unexpectedly, they had also spiked her drink.

With both of them under the influence of drugs, naturally it became a blazing mix that led to what just happened.

Now, they were here to “catch them in the act.”

If anyone saw them like this, the evidence would be clear, and her life would be ruined forever.

Song Kexia trembled as she held onto Qin Muye’s shoulders.

“Stop. Someone’s coming.”

Qin Muye’s body stiffened, then he released her without hesitation, snorting coldly.

“You called them?”

Song Kexia shook her head.

“No, it’s not me. I was drugged too.”

Qin Muye narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing in them.

“Also? How do you know I was drugged?”

Song Kexia bit her lip, unsure how to tell him the truth.

After all, she was part of the setup, but she really didn’t expect things to turn out like this.

From outside came shouting:

“Song Kexia, I know you’re in there, open the door now!”

Qin Muye looked at her with a cold sneer.

“Your accomplices?”

Song Kexia bit her lip, too scared to answer.

Qin Muye pushed her onto the sofa. He hated underhanded tricks the most.

“Put your clothes on.”

Song Kexia instinctively turned away, buttoned up her clothes, tidying herself.

The air was thick with the ambiguous afterglow of passion.

Qin Muye dressed, opened the window, and looked at the woman hanging her head silently.

An inexplicable irritation rose in his heart.

“Isn’t this what you wanted? What are you still feeling wronged about?”

“I didn’t want to hurt you. I’m a victim too,” her soft voice carried a hint of pitifulness, sounding very aggrieved, which only fueled Qin Muye’s anger.

“Aren’t they all your people outside? Why pretend to be innocent?”

Song Kexia was silent for a moment.

“I won’t hurt you. Let’s just pretend today never happened. Sorry.”

Qin Muye was stunned for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed.

The girl before him had an oval face, smooth white skin, and a pair of black moist eyes.

Though the drug effect had passed, her face was still flushed, with the faint redness at her eyes and brows showing signs she had cried.

She had indeed been bullied into tears.

But after such a thing, she actually said to pretend nothing happened?

Did she know what she was saying?

Song Kexia saw his face darken but didn’t dare say more.

Now they had started trying to break the door down.

Better to settle this first.

“We have to get out. Later I’ll say I got drunk and was resting here. Can you… can you get out somehow?”

Qin Muye ground his teeth, looking at her with a cold sneer.

“How do you expect me to leave?”

Song Kexia scanned the room, her gaze landing on the open window.

Qin Muye followed her eyes, pressed his tongue to the roof of his mouth, and after a moment held back his anger.

“This is the third floor.”

If he fell, his legs would break.

Song Kexia naturally knew the risk.

But if they got caught together in a room, the consequences would be terrible.

Even his family would be affected.

This setup targeted his family.

“Well… then I’ll jump.”

Song Kexia forced herself to overcome the discomfort, walking to the window.

Looking down, though the night was dark, she could still tell the ground was very far below.

No matter what, she had to take the chance.

The situation couldn’t get worse than now.

She lifted her skirt, about to climb onto the windowsill, but Qin Muye suddenly pulled her back.

“Are you crazy?”

“I…” she started.

Qin Muye pushed her aside.

“Remember, you didn’t see me today.”

Before Song Kexia could react, Qin Muye was already on the windowsill.

Before she could say anything, Qin Muye disappeared through the window.

After a while, she heard the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Her heart jumped.

She hurried to look out the window and saw only a dark shadow moving away.

She didn’t know if he was hurt.

“Bang!” The door was smashed open, making her jump.

A sharp voice came in:

“Qin Muye, Song Kexia, what are you doing in there? Open the door or we’ll break it down!”

Song Kexia pushed all other thoughts away, took a deep breath, and went to open the door.