Ji Rou almost blurted out that she wouldn’t go—but after a moment’s thought, she hesitated.
If she refused, Wu Xiaomei and that “Young Master Bai” might come up with some other way to harm her.
Better to go along with their plan… and turn the tables on them instead.
“I do feel a bit regretful about missing the movie today,” Ji Rou said lightly. “Since Young Master Bai already made a reservation, I suppose I’ll go.”
Wu Xiaomei’s expression twisted with resentment.
This shameless woman—did she even realize what an honor it was to dine at the Interstellar Hotel? And yet she was acting reluctant!
“Oh my, Xiaomei, why does your face look so wrinkled all of a sudden? That’s awful!” Ji Rou suddenly exclaimed in mock surprise.
“What?!”
Wu Xiaomei shrieked and immediately began rummaging through her things for a mirror.
When she saw the uneven swelling on her face, her scream echoed through the entire dorm.
Ji Rou shook her head.
Wu Xiaomei had just undergone cosmetic work a few days ago. The doctor had warned her to stay calm and avoid strong emotions—but now, driven by jealousy, her expression had completely twisted.
Serves her right.
After all, in the original story, it was Wu Xiaomei who eventually ruined Ji Rou’s face, leaving her unable to survive in the entertainment industry.
Interstellar Hotel
“Ji Rou, you’re here.”
Young Master Bai politely pulled out a chair for her.
If Ji Rou hadn’t read the original novel, she might have believed his refined, gentlemanly act and even considered him marriage material.
But beneath that polished exterior was rot—a truly despicable man.
“Ji Rou, this is a bottle of Lafite aged for decades—one of the hotel’s finest wines. Give it a try,” he said, pouring her a glass.
Ji Rou sneered inwardly as she accepted it.
She stared at the wine, thinking carefully.
The drug wasn’t in the wine itself—it had been slipped into the glass.
Otherwise, why did the original owner get drugged while he remained perfectly fine?
She needed to switch their glasses.
“What’s wrong? Don’t like the wine?”
He added with a pained expression, “This isn’t something ordinary people can drink. I only ordered it to impress you.”
“Is that so?” Ji Rou gently swirled the glass.
Dressed in a red gown, her phoenix-like eyes were mesmerizing, her skin flawless, her figure graceful. Her crimson lips curved slightly, like a temptress in the dark, effortlessly captivating any man who looked at her.
Young Master Bai was completely entranced.
Thinking about what would happen after she drank the drugged wine, his impatience grew.
“Oh—Xiaomei, when did you get here?” Ji Rou suddenly called out, looking past him.
“What? Wu Xiaomei is here?”
Startled, he immediately turned around. Hadn’t he warned her not to interrupt tonight?
In that instant—
Ji Rou swiftly switched their glasses.
“There’s no one there…” he muttered, confused.
“Oh, maybe I was mistaken,” Ji Rou said casually. “She’s usually around whenever you invite me out, so it felt strange not seeing her.”
He laughed awkwardly, a bit uneasy.
“Forget about her. Let’s drink.”
This time, Ji Rou didn’t hesitate—she drank the wine.
Seeing that, Young Master Bai quickly finished his own glass as well.
Not long after, heat began to spread through his body.
“What’s going on… why is it so hot?”
But as he looked at Ji Rou’s graceful figure, his thoughts turned dark and greedy.
A lewd smile crept onto his lips as he rubbed his hands together, already imagining how he would take advantage of her.
“Ji Rou… you’re beautiful. If you give in to me, I’ll marry you and make you a wealthy wife.”
“What about Wu Xiaomei?” Ji Rou asked calmly.
“What?” He froze.
Ji Rou let out a cold laugh.
“Weren’t you already involved with Wu Xiaomei? I saw the marks myself today. She was even flaunting it in front of me. I may like money—but I don’t accept used men. It’s disgusting.”
His face darkened.
He had warned Wu Xiaomei not to reveal their relationship—after all the gifts he’d given her, she still couldn’t keep her mouth shut.
“Ji Rou, no matter what… tonight, I’m going to have you,” he said harshly.
The heat in his body intensified.
And in that moment, he realized—
the drugged drink… was the one he had just consumed.