Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Ling Sheng only had a towel wrapped around her, so she did not dare make any big moves. She was afraid that the towel would fall off and expose her body. When she saw Gu Shen walk over, her nervous voice changed. “Gu Shen, let me warn you. I'm your Third Aunt. I'll count to three. You'd better get out of my room, or I'll find your Third Uncle and he'll beat you to death, you pervert!”

“Ling Sheng, who's the pervert?” Gu Shen looked at her in amus.e.m.e.nt. She continued to pretend. How could she say that she was his Third Aunt when she was naked in his room? “My Third Uncle would not like a cheap woman like you!”

Then, he threw the room card in his hand at her. “Open your eyes and take a good look. Why are you in my room?”

Ling Sheng looked at the room card with the name “Gu Shen” written on it. She did not know how this had happened, but she was forced to take a step back. “Let's talk nicely. Really, this must be a misunderstanding. If you don't believe me, go and take my room card. You'll understand. I'm not that kind of person. I know you're not that kind of person either.”

D*mn, the sc.u.mbag in front of her was a little aggressive today. His aura was kind of strong. She did not know if it was because of her clothes, but she was a little scared.

“You think I believe you? Everything was orchestrated by you!” Gu Shen took off his suit jacket and started tugging at his tie. Upon seeing the sinister smile on her face, he said, “Ling Sheng, since you like me so much that you insist on having me, I'll grant your wish today. After all, you've come knocking on my door.”

When she saw him start undressing, Ling Sheng's face darkened. She picked up a vase from the table and defended herself. “I'm warning you. Be nicer. This must be a misunderstanding.”

Why did nothing good ever happen every time she met this sc.u.mbag? If he dared to come over, she would smash him to death!

“What misunderstanding? Did I misunderstand you?” Gu Shen let out a mocking laugh. “Ling Sheng, since you had the guts to do it, don't pretend to be a chaste woman in front of me.”

Upon seeing that Gu Shen was about to reach her, Ling Sheng retreated to the French balcony windows with the vase and pressed her body against the gla.s.s. “Gu Shen, I'll say this one last time. I don't know what's going on. If you come close again, don't blame me for being rude.”

Gu Shen's smile was full of mockery and disdain. He pointed at his head and said word by word, “Smash it, Ling Sheng. Smash the vase here if you have the guts.”

He bet that she would not dare make a move. She had schemed all along just to climb into his bed.

“Nothing good comes out of a dog's mouth!” Ling Sheng bellowed angrily. F*ck you. Her evil intentions had been aroused. She raised the vase in her hand and smashed it forcefully against Gu Shen's head.

Porcelain shards flew everywhere.

The vase hit Gu Shen's head, causing blood to flow out immediately. He widened his eyes in disbelief as he looked at the woman in front of him and bellowed in anger, “Ling Sheng!”

She had really dared to hit him!

She was courting death!

Before Ling Sheng could react, she saw the man opposite her rush over, waving a fist furiously. She subconsciously picked up a chair that was beside her and prepared to fight it out with him.

However, before the duo could do anything, Gu Shen was kicked away the moment she raised the chair.