Chapter 2: The Cannon Fodder Fiancée (2)

Xie Yanci, the only son of the wealthiest family in City A, was a man who effortlessly commanded the winds and rains of the city. Immersed in work to the point of obsession, he lacked any sense of aesthetic appreciation.

Under Yun Jin’s full charm at its peak, he gave in without resistance. Amid the stunned and bewildered gazes of the second- and third-generation heirs of wealthy families, he was led by a woman out into the night.

At the hotel, even without Yun Jin making any extra moves, the fire of desire in Xie Yanci’s eyes was ignited. What followed spiraled uncontrollably as he pushed her onto the bed.

As she fell, she caught the scent of pine wood clinging to him. Closing her eyes, she hooked her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his, surrendering herself to the abyss.

Torn clothes and scattered chaos, their passionate murmurs faded into nothingness with the passage of time.

At the break of dawn, Yun Jin awoke reluctantly under the harsh urging of the system.

“Hurry up and get dressed. You need to return to the Yun family to prepare for the wedding. Oh, and don’t forget to take your medicine.”

Yun Jin’s eyes flickered as she looked at the fertility pill that suddenly appeared in her hand. Without hesitation, she popped it into her mouth.

“Ding dong. One hundred million has been credited to your system account.”

Her heart soared, momentarily forgetting the pain that felt like being run over by a steamroller.

“Ding dong. Due to your use of the skill [Unparalleled Charm] for a one-night card yesterday, 10 million points have been deducted. Your current system account balance is 90 million points.”

Yun Jin’s smile froze instantly. Was it really this ruthless?

Just like that, ten million points gone? How unfair.

After showering, she changed into the temporary dress prepared by 021 and left the room.

Glancing at the figure still asleep by the bed, she sighed.

Alas, the man with eight-pack abs and perfect oblique lines would no longer belong to her from today on.

It was her own fault for hastily stating yesterday that she would only play a one-night stand.

No matter what, she had to keep her promise.

However, the charm skill she borrowed on credit from the system yesterday had expired.

Xie Yanci would no longer be enchanted by her and would simply forget the dreamlike night.

That was fine too.

Yun Jin felt no burden in her heart.

She had to leave now, or else she would become the runaway bride.

***

Only after she left did the man lying unconscious on the bed slowly open his eyes.

Xie Yanci scanned the surroundings; the bedside was empty, not a single soul in sight.

If not for the mess scattered all over the floor, he would have thought it was all a dream.

He picked up his glasses from the bedside and searched around carefully for any clues.

All he found was a blank check placed on the table.

His face darkened instantly, anger flaring in his eyes.

Was she treating him like a fool, playing a one-night stand with him?

Furious, Xie Yanci immediately dialed the number of his reckless friend Qi Ming, who had been with him at the party the night before.

“Qi Ming, do you know who the woman was that went to the hotel with me yesterday?”

“How would I know? I’m not a clairvoyant.”

Realizing the gravity belatedly, Qi Ming gasped and clicked his tongue twice. “Oh my God, you actually slept with her?”

Unable to get an answer, Qi Ming assumed the Xie family’s old mansion—or rather their ancestral tomb—must be on fire.

Otherwise, with so many beauties around him, why would he fixate on some woman in a red dress?

Women appearing in upscale nightclubs were either gold-digging escorts or high-net-worth heiresses with rapidly multiplying fortunes.

Judging by the woman’s flirtatious tone and behavior, could she really be an escort?

If so, it would be as if Xie Yanci, a prized boar, had been snatched by a mere cabbage—his mother would be furious.

Curious, Qi Ming teased, “Is she good in bed or what? Otherwise, how could she have made a stoic, abstinent CEO like you lose control?”

Xie Yanci laughed angrily. “Two hours. I want all her information. If you can’t get it, you’re off to inspect Africa.”

“Come on, man, we’re brothers. How can you be so ruthless?”

Adjusting his glasses, Xie Yanci said expressionlessly, “One hour.”

That was a death sentence. “Alright, young master. I’ll find someone for you immediately. Just wait.”

Xie Yanci lifted the covers, and seeing the scattered bloodstains on the sheets eased his anger somewhat.

After some time, Qi Ming sent a message.

“Oh my God, the woman you slept with yesterday is quite something. I’ll send it to you; take a look yourself.”

Qi Ming sent a document via WeChat. Opening it, Xie Yanci skimmed through:

Yun Jin, age 23, background: heiress of Yun Group in City A. Education…

His gaze lingered on the last line, and a flicker of malice flashed in his eyes.

Fiancee of Fu Han!!!

Another message popped up on WeChat: “Take a look, here are her recent photos. Compare and see if it’s the same person.”

Xie Yanci narrowed his eyes, carefully examining the woman in the photos: bright eyes, radiant smile, delicate features, and refined facial structure hinting at a lively spirit.

She wore a pale yellow dress, which made her appear even more lively and cheerful, with a petite figure identical to the woman he had touched last night.

Even if she turned to dust, he would recognize her as the culprit who had slept with him and treated him like a fool—Yun Jin.

Qi Ming opened the chat and teased, “Bro, have you developed a taste for married women lately? If you like, I can introduce some suitable ones. But forget about Yun Jin. Just think of it as a fleeting romance, a one-night stand. Nothing to worry about.”

A trace of hostility appeared in Xie Yanci’s eyes. “What, am I not allowed to touch Fu Han’s woman?”

“It’s not that. Compared to your family, the Fu family is a small fry. But…” Qi Ming’s voice lowered. “Today, the Fu and Yun families are holding their wedding atI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.