When I woke up in the morning, my whole body ached, and next to me lay Jiang Lin's best brother, Zhou Yu'an.
Only fragments of memory remain: the wine handed over by Jiang Lin, the hot breath, the messy sheets.
I ran away, and because of guilt, I left the thoughts I had saved for three years on my bedside.
It was obvious that this ridiculous drama was designed by Jiang Lin himself.
He drugged me and sent me to Zhou Yuan's bed, just in exchange for an investment of 50 million.
But he miscalculated two things——
First, Zhou Yuan loves me so much.
Second, I don't love him anymore.
