Then she saw Si Nian swaying unsteadily where she stood.

Leaning against the wall, Si Nian rubbed her temples with one hand while the other slender wrist braced against the surface, her head also resting limply. Her legs trembled, too weak to hold her up—she was drunk.

Zhou Yueshen clenched the cigarette between his teeth and quickly strode over, grasping her wrist with a furrowed brow.

From the way she had been drinking earlier, he’d assumed she could handle her liquor.

Si Nian lifted her gaze blearily, realizing belatedly that this body of hers was utterly inexperienced with alcohol.

Dizzy and disoriented, the man before her seemed to multiply into several blurry figures, impossible to grasp.

She shook her head forcefully, her eyes glazed with the haze of intoxication.

A wisp of smoke curled past her face.

The harder she tried to focus, the fuzzier everything became.

Zhou Yueshen’s dark eyes studied her for a long moment. “Si Nian?”

A soft, delicate sound escaped her throat. “Hmm?”

He exhaled, plucking the cigarette from his lips and pinching it between his fingers.

“Let me take you to rest.” He reached out to steady her.

Si Nian couldn’t quite reach him. As he drew closer, she released the wall and instead clutched the front of his shirt, yanking him toward her with surprising strength.

Zhou Yueshen allowed himself to be pulled down, the mingled scents of alcohol and her sweet fragrance flooding his senses.

His pulse skipped.

Taking a few steps forward, he tossed the cigarette to the ground and crushed the ember under his shoe.

Now they were pressed close.

Si Nian’s misty eyes locked onto his, her face flushed a startling shade of pink, her plump lips glistening with the seductive aroma of wine. Her breath fanned over him…

Zhou Yueshen lowered his gaze, lingering before finally sealing his mouth over hers in a searing kiss.

“Mmph—” The sound was swallowed as Si Nian, thoroughly drunk, tightened her grip on his clothes, her knuckles whitening.

He advanced, forcing her backward until her head tilted up, trapped beneath his towering shadow, his presence overwhelming and possessive.

The delicate curve of her neck arched, pale and vulnerable.

Lost in the haze, Si Nian only registered the hot, wet slide of his tongue as he pried her lips apart, invading and conquering.

Her legs gave out, and she slid down the wall, her only anchor the fists tangled in his collar.

Zhou Yueshen caught her waist with one hand, pinning her against the surface, his thigh pressing between hers as he continued to ravage the defenseless girl.

He’d make sure she understood the consequences of playing with fire.

Si Nian felt as if her entire body were pinned under unyielding stone. Dazed, she blinked up to find Zhou Yueshen’s stern face hovering mere inches away.

His thick brows, deep-set eyes—that usually cold, impassive expression was now darkened with unrestrained desire as he kissed her relentlessly…

The heat of him scorched her, stealing her breath.

In that fleeting moment of clarity, she became acutely aware of his hardened frame pressed flush against hers, the iron grip at her waist threatening to meld them together.

Both were consumed by primal need, their bodies speaking the language of raw hunger.

Si Nian thought this must be a dream.

After all, she’d always assumed Zhou Yueshen was… incapable.

She might have entertained the idea, but surely not to the point of fantasizing about it.

Had she really become this desperate?

The usually reserved older man was anything but silent now—domineering, unhinged.

As he began to pull away, Si Nian frantically looped her arms around his neck, dragging him back down.

He obliged without hesitation.

In the secluded corner behind the office, the only sounds were their ragged breaths and the slick, heated exchange of kisses. Earlier, he had taken control, but now it was Si Nian’s turn—and her boldness ignited an inferno in Zhou Yueshen’s gaze. The hand at her waist left imprints against her skin…

The heady scent of alcohol only heightened their frenzy.

Her chest heaved, struggling for air.

He captured her lips again, his dark eyes burning as he deepened the kiss.

Though their clothes remained perfectly in place, the scene was undeniably provocative, charged with an intensity that bordered on obscene.

From the main room, the boisterous shouts of drinking games and laughter echoed—everyone was indulging, faces flushed with merriment.

Yu Dong returned then, a confused child clutched in each hand.

“Boss! I brought Yuedong and Yuehan back!” he announced loudly, scanning the crowd for Zhou Yueshen.

“Sis-in-law?” When neither responded, he turned to the others. “Where’d the boss go?”

The half-drunk crowd gestured toward the office. “The boss carried Yaoyao to sleep. Think Sis-in-law followed.”

Yu Dong frowned but didn’t dwell on it, ushering the two boys forward.

His loud voice carried ahead as he approached.

The noise shattered the moment. Zhou Yueshen’s thumb brushed over Si Nian’s swollen lips before he put space between them. Already drunk, the kiss had left her even dizzier, and she slumped bonelessly against his chest, her mind buzzing.

Zhou Yueshen held her for a beat before sweeping her into his arms just as—

“Boss!”

“Boss, where are you? I got the kids! Come drink!”

Yu Dong marched toward the office, the children in tow, but froze mid-step when Zhou Yueshen emerged from the shadows, Si Nian cradled against him.

Her loose white blouse had come undone at some point, revealing smooth, flawless skin. Her face was buried against Zhou Yueshen’s chest, her petite shoes dangling, the hem of her skirt riding up just enough to expose slender ankles and a glimpse of porcelain thighs. The picture of delicate vulnerability…

Yu Dong’s voice died in his throat.

The two boys at his sides stared wide-eyed, equally stunned.

Zhou Yueshen’s jaw was set, his neck marred with faint red scratches—evidence of nails dragged across skin. His expression was dark with irritation at the interruption.

After a long, awkward silence, Yu Dong cursed under his breath and hastily shielded the children’s eyes. “Uh—boss, never mind! Pretend I wasn’t here! Carry on…”

Hell, even if he’d never been in the thick of it, he wasn’t clueless.

Yu Dong mentally lamented his terrible luck—this was the second time he’d pissed off the boss. Maybe he should fake an illness and take a month off.

He didn’t dare show his face at work after this.

Tonight’s gathering was supposed to be an apology, and now he’d gone and stumbled into this…

Zhou Yueshen shot him a cool glance. “Get them something to eat.”

“Y-yes! Right away!” Yu Dong all but dragged the kids away.

Definitely not for young eyes!

Without another word, Zhou Yueshen carried Si Nian back into the office.

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