Nan Wanwan and the children had come specifically to eat. After ordering efficiently, the kitchen quickly served dishes that children liked.
While the kids were happily eating, two servers pushed a dessert cart over with bright smiles.
“Miss Nan, happy birthday to you!”
Nan Wanwan looked at the cake placed in front of her, her almond-shaped eyes flickering with confusion.
“Ah? Did you get the wrong person?”
“How could we? The most beautiful Miss Nan in the entire venue—who else could it be but you? This cake was prepared by someone important in your life, along with a gift.”
The manager took out an exquisite jewelry box and two stuffed toys. Nan Wanwan recognized the jewelry brand—it was a niche overseas label, but very expensive.
“Your two babies are so adorable, so we’re giving them the hotel’s mascot plush toys.”
Nan Qiqi immediately hugged the corn-shaped plush toy.
“So cute! Thank you, uncle. I love it so much!”
“You’re welcome.”
The manager’s smile turned less formal. Seeing the little girl’s expression almost made his heart melt.
“As a VIP guest, you’re entitled to a free stay on your birthday. I’ve taken the liberty of arranging it for you.”
Just as Nan Wanwan was about to refuse, a small hand took the room card.
Nan Qiqi bowed politely.
“Thank you, uncle. Next time we’ll definitely become VIPs here and support your business!”
With that said, Nan Wanwan had no choice but to let it go.
At that moment, her phone rang. She answered her best friend’s call and watched as the manager and servers left.
“Happy birthday, my dear. Did you receive the gift I sent via same-city delivery?”
Her gaze swept over the cake and gifts, and the dark emotion in her eyes softened slightly.
Five years ago, on this very day, she was violated by that man… and became pregnant with the children…
“I don’t really celebrate birthdays anymore. You know that. Why are you still sending gifts?”
“Wanbao, that was in the past. Now that you’ve returned to the country, everything should move forward. Nothing can defeat you. I’ve always got your back.”
Kan Yu was at a gathering, hiding in a corner to make the call. Her agent noticed her and she hurriedly ended the call, promising to talk later.
She looked up and noticed the siblings staring at her in unison.
Nan Wanwan smiled helplessly.
“What is it? Why are you both looking at Mommy like that?”
“Mommy, can we eat the cake?”
“Of course. It was sent by your godmother.”
Nan Qiqi cheered softly.
Nan Wanwan didn’t want to explain the complicated origin of the birthday, so she simply cut the cake and handed it to them.
Soon, after eating and drinking their fill, Nan Qiqi pleaded with shining eyes to stay in the hotel. Unable to bear her disappointment, Nan Wanwan finally agreed to stay for the night.
After taking the elevator and finding their room, the little girl suddenly became teary-eyed.
“Mommy… I forgot my cute plush toy downstairs…”
Quan Ziting wasn’t interested and handed his over.
“Take mine.”
But Nan Qiqi didn’t accept it. She sat on the sofa sulking, looking guilty.
“Shiyi, take care of your sister. I’ll go get it for you.”
Nan Wanwan opened the door and stepped out. She stood in front of the elevator as the numbers flickered. When the doors opened—
A tall figure collided directly into her.
A familiar pine-and-musk scent drifted through the air. Those cold, unfocused eyes carried confusion as they landed on her.
Nan Wanwan froze.
The man stumbled forward, and she was forced into his arms.
“President Quan?”
The woman’s small, soft body made his blood surge. That clean, faint fragrance made his entire body tremble uncontrollably.
Who was this woman?
Why, of all people, did the usually repulsed man feel no resistance toward her?
He grabbed her delicate wrist. The burning heat inside him surged up, overwhelming his senses. He wanted to tear through restraint and—
Nan Wanwan wasn’t stupid. She could tell immediately—this man had been drugged.
Struggling, she shouted loudly.
“Quan Yuchen! Quan Yuchen—are you still conscious? Let go of me!”
But he could no longer clearly see her face. All he could faintly make out were those lips—completely different from the noisy woman downstairs—drawing him in, tempting him to taste them.
In an instant, everything spun.
Nan Wanwan’s back slammed against the door. With a “beep,” the suite door unlocked and swung open.
This damn man?!
She quickly grabbed the doorframe, about to curse—
But the man’s cold lips pressed down on hers.
And in the next second, she was pulled inside.
Bang.
The door shut tightly behind them.