Xingyue Hotel.
A single wall away, the sounds of passionate trysting from next door cut through the rush of the shower, drifting faintly into Si Tian’s ears.
Those blush-inducing sounds should have felt shameful.
But to Si Tian, there was only irony and a piercing, heart-wrenching pain…
“Betrayed by your fiancé and your cousin on your engagement night… it doesn’t feel good, does it?”
A playful, deep male voice suddenly came from behind. Si Tian turned her head—at some point, the sound of the shower had stopped. A tall, slender figure emerged from the bathroom.
The man wore only a bath towel wrapped around his waist. He held a towel, drying his wet, dripping hair.
Not a single light was on in the suite; it was pitch black. However, the silvery moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows clearly illuminated the man’s deep, cold, and handsome features in Si Tian’s eyes.
Zhou Si?
Si Tian looked at the man before her in disbelief.
After all, she had only met him once—at her engagement banquet with Shen Yifan earlier today.
Shen Yifan had introduced him as a childhood friend who had gone abroad in high school and only returned a week ago. He was the heir to the Zhou Group, the most prominent family in Haishi.
Si Tian looked up, meeting Zhou Si’s predatory, aggressive eyes.
“Young Master Zhou, just say what’s on your mind.”
In the middle of the night, he had forcibly “invited” her here from her home. She didn’t believe he was noble enough to abandon his friendship for justice.
Zhou Si raised an eyebrow and tossed the towel onto the sofa.
“Want revenge?”
The man’s thin lips parted slightly, the corners of his mouth curving upward. The aggression in his eyes intensified, his entire being radiating a wicked sense of predatory confidence.
Revenge.
Si Tian chewed on the words, her gaze involuntarily drifting down from the man’s handsome face to his firm physique…
He looked to be about 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs—a superior body ratio.
Because he had just bathed, crystalline water droplets still clung to his skin. They made the well-defined lines of his eight-pack abs look particularly sexy and inviting.
The towel around his waist was tied loosely, leaving his V-line clearly visible. Below the towel, several veins snaked upward from the edge, brimming with raw tension…
A drop of water fell from his hair, landing inconveniently on his abdomen and sliding slowly down, disappearing into the towel…
Si Tian’s eyes grew hot.
Zhou Si’s meaning… was self-evident.
Si Tian pursed her red lips and looked him in the eye. “I am Shen Yifan’s girlfriend.”
Zhou Si suddenly chuckled. He strode to the sofa and sat down casually. “So what?”
A bottle of red wine sat on the table. He poured himself a glass, his well-defined fingers swirling the stem. Zhou Si looked up at Si Tian, his voice low. “Shen Yifan has already done this. Isn’t it ridiculous that you’re still clinging to that worthless status?”
Ridiculous.
It really was quite ridiculous.
A bitter pang radiated from Si Tian’s heart to her entire body. The man she had loved with all her heart for years had abandoned her on their engagement night just because his ex-girlfriend said her stomach hurt.
He had left her to revel with the ex-girlfriend who had just returned from abroad. And she had been targeted by his best friend and forced to listen to a live performance.
Even more laughable was that she had only become Shen Yifan’s fiancée because she looked somewhat like her cousin.
Her heart felt as if it were being stabbed by a sharp blade; the pain was boundless. Every breath was painful.
The word “revenge” crashed through her mind, trying to seize her sanity.
Si Tian clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. The sharp pain helped her maintain some reason. Sacrificing herself for revenge wasn’t worth it.
“Provocation doesn’t work on me,” she spat out, heading for the door.
However, the moment her hand touched the handle, a conversation drifted from next door—
“Yifan, why are you so clingy? Are you like this with Tian too?”
“She doesn’t have your charm.”
Si Tian: “??”
She was so angry she laughed.
Shen Yifan’s physique and looks couldn’t even compare to Zhou Si’s! Maybe he was lacking in that department too…
At this thought, Si Tian didn’t know what came over her, but she glanced back at Zhou Si.
That single glance met the man’s eyes, gleaming in the darkness like a wolf in the shadows.
Zhou Si’s lips curled into a slight smirk. “Miss Si, would you like to try someone else?”