Oath of Love

Her high-heels stepped into the colorful carpet that was as soft as the cloud, which made her feel surreal.

The chamber was well-equipped and had an over 100 square-meter bathroom. A large automatic Jacuzzi displayed intimate signs under the light of a crystal chandelier.

An Ran was struck at its side and failed to take off all her clothes. It demanded courage after all.

She then turned back and went out to the wine cabinet. Those extremely overpriced wines gave off a slightly intoxicating smell.

An Ran was a little lost. She sat down on the high chair.

What would it feel like to sleep with a stranger?

It must be painful.

How to blunt my pain? An Ran looked at the cabinet full of wine and put on a weak smile.

She didn't know what to do anyways and would just be trampled upon at will like a dead fish. She'd better get drunk to numb herself.

As she thought so, she opened a bottle and poured a full glass.

The wine was in dark red. How beautiful it is. She had never tried it before, but she couldn't stop herself from drinking.

It's disgusting. An Ran took her breath while holding the glass.

She was not drunk enough. An Ran didn't hesitate to pour a second glass, a third one...until the last of the bottle. She finally saw double images of the bottle and the glass.

The glass fell out of her hand to the carpet silently. She staggered to the big round bed.

The sky and ground were spinning around. She was finally drunk.

She only had the courage to face the emperor-like man when she was drunk, and to forget this life-long humiliation.

She took off her dress and high-heels and fell into the soft bed, waiting for the distinguished man to come.

***

The door of the elevator was opened. Ye Chengwei walked to the chamber slowly.

He didn't know what Zheng Cheng had plotted to give him a mysterious gift in the chamber. It was a gift for him alone, he said. He was deliberately making things mysterious.

The waiter bowed to him respectfully. "Young Master Ye."

Ye Chengwei was haughty and cold to people. The waiter opened the door for him immediately.

Five years later he had become a mature man of charisma. He used to be inexperienced, but now he looked like a king. It was shown from his gestures unconsciously. There was no need for him to imitate.

After he walked in, the waiter closed the door for him.

Ye Chengwei frowned once he entered the chamber. What a strong smell of alcohol. He walked to the wine cabinet and saw the empty bottle and the glass on the floor.

Luckily it was unbroken. Everything could cost a fortune. But this glass had been used by others, even if it was unbroken, Ye Chengwei wouldn't want to touch it again.

There's a person in the room! Could it be that Zheng Cheng had sent him a person who was drunk?

What the hell! Ye Chengwei was a little annoyed. He always disliked "princess". Did Zheng Cheng forget it? How did he dare to send the girl to his room? Reckless!

Ye Chengwei walked to the bedroom unhappily.

He saw the person on the bed at the door.

A nice body!

But Ye Chengwei hated "princess" and hated drunk women even worse. Zheng Cheng the bastard didn't want to live in A City. 

Ye Chengwei walked to the bed solemnly and slowly. He reached out a hand to pull An Ran. Zheng Cheng would have to spend a lot of money to change this bed for him.