Cecilia Gu felt the warmth of the embrace, and couldn't help but snuggle deeper into it. Even though she hadn't rested at all last night and her whole body ached, she didn't regret it one bit.
She had prepared for so long, just to give herself as the most precious gift to him!
She had been dating Zach Zhao for two years, and every time he wanted to get intimate, she had gently refused. She didn't want to give herself away so casually.
But this time was different—Zach Zhao was leaving the country tomorrow, and it was also her twenty-third birthday!
On such an important day, and at her best friend's strong suggestion, she booked a luxury suite at the Hilton Hotel and gave her most cherished first time to her boyfriend.
Cecilia Gu happily wrapped her arms around his waist. Hmm, she never expected Zach Zhao to have such a great figure.
A little more would be too fat, a little less would be too skinny.
It was just perfect!
"Mm... Dina, are you awake?" The man above her said, "Thank you for last night."
"Please don't say that, Zach. I did it willingly." Cecilia Gu hugged his waist tightly and replied sweetly.
Dina...?
Zach...?
Cecilia Gu and the man she was holding both froze for three seconds, then abruptly separated. In a panic, Cecilia turned and switched on the bedside lamp.
As soon as the lamp was on, Cecilia saw a completely unfamiliar face and screamed in shock, "Who are you!"
She grabbed the blanket and wrapped herself up, "Why are you here?"
"This is my room! Who are you? Why are you here?" The man's face was also full of surprise.
Cecilia Gu felt a chill run through her body, a wave of unease rising in her heart. "This is room 1216. My best friend personally gave me the key card. The man here should be my boyfriend..."
"Ha!" Charles Yin thought this was the most ridiculous excuse he'd ever heard. With his status, countless women would do anything to climb into his bed, and today he actually met one claiming innocence! "You even investigated my room number so thoroughly—wasn't it just to get into my bed? Stop making excuses. Tell me, how much money do you want?"
The man's sarcasm stabbed straight into Cecilia Gu's heart, making her calm down. What exactly happened last night?
She remembered drinking with her best friend Lydia Lin, because Lydia was flying to Milan for a fashion show that night. They were celebrating her stepping onto the international stage again, and also celebrating Cecilia's upcoming birthday.
She drank a bit too much, and Lydia kept urging her to finally get together with Zach Zhao. After all, Zach was going abroad for two years, and somehow she agreed. Then, with the room card Lydia gave her, she swiped in and entered the room.
But why was the man in the room not Zach Zhao!
"Money? I don't want money! Where's Zach Zhao?"
Charles Yin frowned. The woman in front of him really did seem strange. She'd mentioned "Zach" before—could they have been set up?
Last night, he'd clearly arranged to meet Dina. Someone swiped in, and since the lights were off and the woman's perfume was the same as Dina's, he naturally assumed it was her. But it turned out to be this woman instead.
Just as he was about to ask, his phone rang. It was Dina calling.
"Dina, what's going on?"
Dina's apologetic voice came through the phone: "Charles, I'm so sorry. I got an invitation from Milan yesterday—they want me to be the finale model. I flew to Milan at eight last night. You know, being the finale has always been my dream and goal. I didn't want to miss this chance. Can you forgive me? Oh, right, I sent you a gift last night as compensation. Are you satisfied?"
"Gift?" Charles Yin's eyes darkened as he glanced at the confused woman in a bathrobe searching the room for Zach Zhao, his gaze unreadable.
"That's right, I picked this gift very carefully. She's still a virgin. Wasn't last night pretty good?" Dina asked cautiously.
"Of course it was. Having such a thoughtful girlfriend—how could it not be? Since you love modeling so much, make sure you do well in Milan." Charles Yin hung up after speaking.
By now, Cecilia Gu had searched the whole room and still couldn't find Zach Zhao. She was losing her composure!
She had actually spent the night with a complete stranger. How could she ever face Zach again?
Tears fell as she crouched in the corner, silently sobbing, completely ignoring the man who kept watching her with a complicated look.
Charles Yin put away his phone. It didn't matter what was up with this woman—clearly, she wasn't here for him, and maybe Dina's 'gift' wasn't her. But no matter who she was, what happened today must never be spoken of.
He found his jacket, took out his checkbook, quickly wrote out a check and tore it off. This much money should be enough to keep her quiet, right?