A night of spring breeze, stirring the white window gauze which swirled gently in the air.
Only one table lamp was lit inside the room.
The light was softly dim and yellow.
Clothes of men and women were scattered carelessly on the floor.
Dress shirts, ties, suits.
Pure white dresses, stockings, bras.
On the soft large bed, there were two breaths, shallow and even.
The girl lay on her side, resting her head on the man's arm, her smooth long hair quietly cascading down, covering most of her side face.
Only an arm like white lotus root generously exposed outside the silk quilt, unabashedly draped over the man's waist and abdomen.
The man's head was also slightly tilted.
The perfect lines of his chin, lightly touched the girl's forehead, just the right position for a kiss.
Immensely ambiguous.
Outside the room, the previously dark corridor was suddenly illuminated by several intense beams of light.
Sounds of well-trained footsteps erupted swiftly in the quiet.
"Quick, quick, quick! This is the last floor that hasn't been checked! The Chief has given orders, the entire city is on lockdown! We must catch the intruder!"
"But... Mr. Yue, this suite is occupied by the Chief's guest, we..."
Yue Nanshan squinted his eyes as he glanced at the presidential suite in front of him, raising an eyebrow.
"The Chief's guest? What important figure? How come I don't know?"
The entire building was on lockdown and the targeted person hadn't been caught yet; how could they abandon the search halfway here?
"It was arranged secretly." Yue Nanshan's subordinate looked exceedingly frightened, not even daring to look toward the presidential suite, "It seems to be... Xing Chen."
"..."
A raging Yue Nanshan fell silent the moment he heard the name Xing Chen.
His face turned pale.
Xing Chen.
It was rumored that he had studied abroad for many years and now was the only legendary figure holding sixty percent of global financial shares!
There was very little known about him, only that he was as wealthy as a nation, a cherished guest that heads of states competed to host!
No matter what, it was better to let that intruder go tonight than to escalate this minor issue to a national level!
Yue Nanshan swallowed his throat, made a silencing gesture, and turned around to lead his men away.
Some people were beyond offending.
But just when Yue Nanshan's men were ready to withdraw, a dull sound suddenly came from inside the presidential suite.
"Clang!" A sharp noise.
Like a sharp claw tearing a huge slit in the quiet night.
Yue Nanshan immediately tensed up, holding onto his weapon, slowly approaching the door.
Unfortunately, apart from the noise similar to something hitting the floor, no other sounds followed.
Perspiration gathered in fine beads on his temples, and after holding back for long, Yue Nanshan finally mustered the courage to shout towards the door.
"Young Master Xing?"
His lowered voice quivered, mingling testing and fear.
This was merely a probe.
And inside the room at this moment.
The man lying on the bed had already woken up.
His sharp black eyes like that of a falcon opened, deep and boundless like the starry sky, captivating souls.
He pursed his lips. Under the dim table lamp, it was not hard to see that he was holding a woman in his arms.
A strange, pleasant fragrance lingered around his nostrils.
"There are many women who want to climb into my bed. You are the first to succeed."
He spoke slowly, his deep voice filled with sarcasm spread by the girl's ear.