Chapter 1

"Ouch..."

The girl's choked sobs, accompanied by trembling, echoed in the dark hotel room.

The man reached out to cover her mouth, somewhat displeased that his doll was making noise.

Bai Ziyue felt dizzy and disoriented, the alcohol making it hard for her to distinguish between dream and reality.

She should have been downstairs attending her farewell party before leaving the country, and Lu Yao would soon propose. Everything would have been perfect if she hadn't drunk too much.

"Ah!"

The pain on her body was excruciatingly real, her untouched purity staining the sheets red in that instant.

Bai Ziyue struggled to make a sound, but her mouth was tightly covered. Under the man's actions, her voice and soul were shattered.

Footsteps seemed to come from outside the door, and faintly, a man called her name.

Brother Lu Yao!

Bai Ziyue's sanity returned, and she used all her strength to bite down on the man's wrist. The metallic taste of blood spread in her mouth, but he showed no intention of letting her go.

Instead, as a punishment, he became even more ruthless in his demands.

...

When she woke up again, the sky outside was already bright, and the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting mottled shadows on the bed.

Bai Ziyue looked down at her body, the mottled bruises and the sticky, indescribable pain in a certain area all hinted that what happened last night was not a dream.

She had really been violated, and more ironically, it happened in her father's hotel!

The man must have left before dawn, leaving the bed cold and devoid of any warmth from the night before.

Bai Ziyue looked at the stack of money on the bedside table, as if it were a declaration of the man's satisfaction.

She angrily swept the money to the floor, feeling a physiological reaction and began to dry heave, then rushed into the bathroom to wash herself thoroughly.

Bai Ziyue was not stupid; on the contrary, she had always been academically and morally excellent, and had even earned the opportunity to study abroad.

What had happened was not hard to understand, after all, she had drunk the wine given to her by her step-sister and then lost consciousness.

Only after scrubbing her fair, slender hands until they were almost raw and blood-red did she dress and leave the hotel room without looking back.

Just as she left, a woman in a seductive outfit entered the room.

Looking at the disheveled room and the lingering air of debauchery, Bai Jia lifted the sheets and saw the crimson stains, a satisfied smile spreading across her face.

"What a pity, I arrived too late and didn't get to see the look on her face." She took out her phone and snapped a picture of the stains on the sheet, intending to use it as leverage against Bai Ziyue in the future.

"Click."

The door behind her suddenly opened, and Bai Jia quickly turned around, looking somewhat guilty at the few unfamiliar men in front of her, "Who are you? What do you want?"

The middle-aged man in the lead was elegant, his eyes scanning Bai Jia up and down, a hint of disdain in his expression, "The young master asked me to thank you for your help last night. You can name any wish, and the young master will fulfill it."

Bai Jia immediately understood, seeing the scattered money on the floor, she laughed mockingly, as if she had heard something amusing, "Do you think your young master is someone special? I don't need money."

The middle-aged man's cold eyes fell on the seductive woman, picking up the money from the floor one by one, then lifted the sheets to confirm the marks on the bed.

Just as Bai Jia was about to leave, he called out to her, "My young master is Qin Hanxiao!"

"Qin Hanxiao!"

Bai Jia froze in place, her eyes filled with disbelief.

It was him!

Five years later...

In the waiting area of a domestic airport.

Many people were taking pictures of two adorable children.

The little girl had cute pigtails, a pink dress with a large red bow, looking like a princess straight out of a fairy tale, both adorable and clever.

Her long lashes accentuated her fair skin, and each blink was as delicate as a doll's.

The little boy beside her had a stern, unsmiling face, like a baby boss from a movie, his checkered English suit adding to his maturity. He had a matching bow tie on his neck, and his handsome appearance was even better than that of a popular child star.

"My goodness! These two little ones are so cute, I want to take them away! Where are their parents? Could they have been abandoned at the airport?"

"Stop joking, if you had such cute babies, would you leave them? Their parents are probably just getting the paperwork done."

"If I rush over and take a picture with them, will their parents hit me when they come back?"

The people around were eager, rubbing their hands and saying that even if they got hit, it would be worth it to hold such cute babies.

"Don't touch me!" The little boy said coldly, his accent pure British. If it weren't for his amber eyes, some might have believed he was mixed-race.

The onlookers, who had been gushing with girlish excitement, were stunned and stood awkwardly, too embarrassed to continue taking pictures.

"Brother, we're back in the country now, we can't speak English anymore," the little girl smiled at the adults, "I'll translate for you. My brother means you can take pictures, but it costs one hundred pounds per photo. If you want physical contact, it's extra."

The crowd burst into laughter, marveling at how precocious these two children were, especially since they were twins with completely different personalities.

"Little sister, if I buy you a hamburger, can I hold you?"

Bai Xiaotang looked at the woman, shaking her head helplessly, her long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings, "Do you think I'm a two-year-old? I'm already five years old. One hundred pounds, not a penny less."

When Bai Ziyue returned with her luggage and lunch, her two children were swinging their legs, sitting on a stool and counting money.

"Where did you get so much money!" She was speechless, seeing the red hundred-pound notes, all featuring Elizabeth's portrait!

"I earned it with Mo Mo," Bai Xiaotang counted several times and handed the eight hundred pounds to Mama, somewhat regretfully saying, "If Mo Mo didn't always look so cold, we could have earned more!"

"Idiot!" Bai Xiaomo's expression was blank, his eyes cold, refusing to be held by anyone except Mama!

Bai Ziyue couldn't help but laugh and cry, handing the hot dogs to the two children, her heart still warm.

"Mama is a bit financially strained right now, but you don't need to earn money. Later, I'll report to the company, and if the design is approved, I'll get an advance payment."

The events of that night five years ago had almost become her nightmare, but she had firmly given birth to the children abroad.

Even though her father had cut ties with her, believing her children were the result of her mingling with foreigners.

After all, she couldn't explain what had happened that night, so how could she make others believe her.

Bai Xiaotang, eating her hot dog, suddenly giggled, pointing to a man's face on a distant electronic screen, "This uncle looks so cold, just like Mo Mo!"