At 8:30 in the evening, Liu Ruyan drove her flashy red Maserati back to Moonlit Manor.
But she did not drive directly to her villa. Instead, she parked the car in a relatively hidden corner not far away.
After turning off the engine, she turned her head and looked at Su Qingxue, who was sitting upright in the passenger seat, so nervous that her palms were sweating. A gentle smile appeared on her face.
“Qingxue, wait in the car for my message.”
She took out a spare key from her bag and pressed it into Su Qingxue’s hand.
“This is the villa key. Keep it just in case.”
“Remember, when I message you, just come straight in. Don’t knock. You must come, okay?”
She added one more reminder, just to be sure.
After that, Liu Ruyan picked up the two bottles of beautifully packaged custom red wine she had prepared earlier from the back seat.
She winked at Su Qingxue, then pushed open the car door and walked toward the villa alone.
Now, only Su Qingxue remained inside the car.
She tightly held her phone and the set of keys that still carried Liu Ruyan’s warmth. Her heart pounded so hard it felt like it would jump out of her throat.
Excitement, nervousness, shyness, and a strange thrill…
All kinds of emotions tangled together inside her.
…
The moment Liu Ruyan pushed open the door, she saw Xia Feng sprawled on the sofa in the living room, watching TV out of boredom.
A bright smile instantly bloomed on her face.
“Husband, I’m back!”
“Look what I brought for you!”
Hearing her voice, Xia Feng’s eyes lit up. He immediately stood up from the sofa and walked quickly toward her.
He took her bag from her hand. “Why are you back so late? I thought you might stay out overnight. It had me worried.”
His gaze fell on the two bottles of wine in her hand, which looked extremely expensive.
“Hm? These two bottles…”
Liu Ruyan raised the wine proudly and began to introduce them, “My best friend who just came back from abroad gave these to me!”
“She said they were specially customized by a top winery in Europe. Each bottle costs several million!”
“Tonight, we’re drinking them!”
“What? That expensive?!”
Xia Feng was shocked.
“Several million per bottle? Then we shouldn’t drink them, that’s too wasteful! How about we keep them for important clients or as gifts later?”
“No!”
Liu Ruyan refused without hesitation.
She rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly, “Wine is meant to be drunk! The company has special wine prepared for clients.”
“I brought these back specifically to drink with you.”
She suddenly leaned close to Xia Feng’s ear and whispered in a seductive tone, “This wine… helps set the mood~”
Those last words were like a fuse igniting a powder keg.
Xia Feng’s eyes lit up instantly!
He grabbed the bottles from her hands, his attitude flipping completely. “Drink! We must drink! Right now!”
“How could I not drink the fine wine my wife brought back? If I don’t, I’ll be upset!”
He had Liu Ruyan sit on the sofa while he eagerly ran to the wine cabinet, taking out two beautiful crystal glasses, along with a decanter and a corkscrew.
Everything was soon ready.
Xia Feng skillfully opened the cork, and a rich aroma immediately filled the air.
He slowly poured the ruby-colored wine into the decanter, waited patiently for a moment, then filled both glasses.
He picked up one and handed it to Liu Ruyan.
She smiled as she accepted it and raised her glass slightly. “Cheers, husband.”
They clinked glasses, the crisp sound echoing, and both took a sip.
“Mm… great wine!”
Xia Feng’s eyes shone.
“It’s smooth, not a hint of bitterness, and the aftertaste has a fruity aroma. This is amazing!”
He could not help but praise it.
Back when he was the young master of the Lin family, his household had been strict, and he rarely got to drink. Only during social occasions with his nominal father did he occasionally get a taste.
But those so-called top wines were nothing compared to this!
“Come, come, wife, let’s keep going!”
Time passed with glasses clinking back and forth.
Under Liu Ruyan’s subtle encouragement, most of the two expensive bottles ended up in Xia Feng’s stomach.
Xia Feng simply thought she was in a good mood and wanted him to drink more, not suspecting anything.
After all… the wine really was delicious.
After several rounds of drinking, the bottles were soon empty.
A faint flush appeared on Xia Feng’s cheeks, and his eyes grew slightly hazy.
A familiar heat began to rise within his body.
He knew the effect Liu Ruyan had mentioned earlier was starting to take hold.
Looking at Liu Ruyan, who appeared even more charming under the soft lighting, his breathing grew heavier.
He suddenly stood up, scooped her into his arms, and said, “Wife, it’s getting late. Tonight… let’s go to bed early.”
Liu Ruyan cooperated, wrapping her arms around his neck and nodding, “Mm.”
Carrying her, Xia Feng strode toward the bedroom.
As for what happened during the day, there were more important things to do now. He would talk about it later.
Meanwhile.
Inside the Maserati parked outside the villa, Su Qingxue felt like she was turning into a statue from waiting.
She kept checking the time on her phone.
Nine… ten… twelve…
She waited until two in the morning.
Just as she was about to doze off and even started wondering if Liu Ruyan had forgotten about her—
Buzz—
Her phone finally vibrated.
On the screen was a message from Liu Ruyan, just two words.
[Come now!]
Su Qingxue instantly woke up.
Her heart pounded wildly!
She fumbled to unbuckle her seatbelt, pushed open the car door, and ran toward the villa entrance with the key in hand.
Her steps were quick, her face flushed with nervousness, shyness, and barely suppressed anticipation.
She unlocked the villa door and quietly slipped inside.
She made her way smoothly to the master bedroom on the second floor.
The door was slightly ajar.
Taking a deep breath, she reached out her trembling hand, gently pushed it open, and walked in.
…
The next day.
A ray of morning light slipped through the curtains, illuminating the room.
Xia Feng slowly opened his eyes.
His body felt heavy.
He lowered his head.
And froze.
The chaotic memories of last night flooded back into his mind like a tide.
He remembered everything.
After a long while, he let out a helpless sigh in his heart.
I got trapped again.
Am I some kind of naturally trap-prone physique?
The first time I got trapped, I ended up with a wife.
The second time, I directly gained another one.
He stared quietly at the now familiar ceiling, thinking to himself.
There shouldn’t… be a third time, right?