Chapter 46: A Bizarre Night

Miao Leling gripped her room card, walking slowly down the hotel corridor.

How she wished she could walk slower, even slower... but eventually, she arrived before the door.

"You're here?"

Swiping the card to enter, the man's voice was deep and rich with magnetism, accompanied by the sound of running water from the bathroom, which made Miao Leling's heart beat even faster.

"Hello, President Yan."

"Don't call me President Yan, it sounds weird."

"Yan... Yan... Uncle."

"Hahaha!"

A hearty laugh drifted from the bathroom. Yan Xuan didn't correct Miao Leling, instead gesturing to the room.

"Have a seat for a moment, I'll be right out."

"Okay."

Miao Leling paced over to the bed and sat down, her gaze passing right through the frosted glass to observe the man's silhouette inside the bathroom.

Though merely a vague outline, it was easy to tell that the man possessed a sturdy and upright physique, resembling a Greek statue chiseled by a master sculptor.

I wonder how old this uncle is; he really maintains himself well...

Miao Leling shook her head vigorously, forcing her thoughts back onto track.

The man was about to force her into an unspoken rule of the entertainment industry; no matter how handsome he looked, he was still a bastard.

Half a minute later, the sound of water stopped, causing Miao Leling's heart to skip half a beat.

Is it starting...

Yan Xuan pushed open the bathroom door, appearing before Miao Leling wrapped in nothing more than a single bath towel.

His facial features were as chiseled and three-dimensional as if carved by a knife and axe, his brows and eyes deep and serene, and his abdominal muscles clearly defined by stark grooves.

Even though Miao Leling was feeling incomparably depressed at this very moment, a woman's instinct still caused her to swallow hard in secret.

Yan Xuan walked leisurely over to the desk, retrieved a bottle of whiskey from the hotel minibar, poured a moderate amount, and asked while adding ice cubes.

"Are you still planning to call me uncle?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so young!"

Miao Leling hastily stood up and bowed in apology.

The moment she made such a wide movement, her two plump breasts bounced up and down as well; even through her dress, the visual impact remained astonishing, indirectly revealing a piece of information to Yan Xuan.

Going commando?

As expected of the entertainment industry, they certainly know how to play...

Yan Xuan continued, "Can you drink alcohol?"

Miao Leling, having just been threatened by Yu Mengyi, didn't dare utter a single syllable of refusal, nodding timidly, "I suppose I can manage a little."

"Then come sit over here."

"Okay..."

Miao Leling paced over to the desk and sat down. While pouring her a drink, Yan Xuan took the opportunity to observe her closely.

She was a beauty with a standard oval face, possessing a gentle and jade-like quality without losing any of her fresh and sweet charm, while her makeup added just the right touch of allure.

The abundant harvest born from her slender branches was even more exaggerated than his own "obedient daughter," though her overall proportions weren't quite as flawless as Fang Lian's.

Credit where credit is due, bigger is better!

Yan Xuan praised, "You are much prettier than you looked in the video."

For a beauty like Miao Leling who could rival Fang Lian, short-video beauty filters only served to distort and warp her appearance, acting almost as a negative enhancement.

"Th-Thank you."

Miao Leling picked up her whiskey glass, her tone still barely masking her nervousness.

"Cheers."

Yan Xuan picked up his whiskey glass, lightly clinked it against Miao Leling's, and drained it in a single gulp.

Miao Leling imitated him, but the moment the potent whiskey entered her mouth, she was sent into a continuous fit of coughing, causing her chest to heave violently once more.

Yan Xuan chuckled softly, "What, have you never had this before?"

"During the Lunar New Year, I drank beer with my family, I've never had anything like this."

Miao Leling's eyes were reddened with tears from the cough, her flushed cheeks making her look all the more enchanting.

"Then don't drink it."

Yan Xuan took the whiskey glass back from Miao Leling's hand, his fingertips brushing against her delicate skin for the first time.

Miao Leling reacted instantly as if electrocuted, quickly retracting her hand while terror and panic flashed in her eyes.

Yet instead of retreating, Yan Xuan reached out and gently brushed aside the collar of her traditional ruqun dress.

Miao Leling desperately tried to convince herself in her heart: the man before her was young, handsome, wealthy, and possessed a certain romantic flair; all she had to do was sleep with him for one night, and she would instantly secure the female lead role.

No matter how she looked at it, it was a profitable deal!

Yet she simply couldn't overcome that mental hurdle in her heart...

Her body trembled more and more violently until the man's rough, cool fingertips brushed against her collarbone, causing her suppressed emotions to collapse in an instant.

"Wuwuwuwu!"

Miao Leling burst into loud sobs.

Yan Xuan was stunned into complete bewilderment, hastily withdrawing his palm.

He hadn't even made a move yet; why was she crying?

"Why are you..."

Miao Leling's crying grew louder and louder, leaving Yan Xuan at a complete loss for words in turn.

"Wuwuwuwu..."

Miao Leling didn't answer, continuing to weep endlessly. After her charming makeup was washed away by her tears, she instead made the man feel all the more pitiful.

Ring, ring, ring—Miao Leling's phone rang. When she picked it up and saw the caller ID, she finally managed to halt her weeping.

She sniffled, wiped away her tears, and looked pitifully at Yan Xuan before suddenly blurting out in her Sichuan dialect.

"M... My old man is calling me... I beg you not to make a sound, okay? I don't want my family to know."

"Your old man?"

"Just my dad."

"Oh..."

Answering the call, Miao Leling took a long, deep breath, trying her best to keep her tone steady, though her speech remained halting and broken from having cried so hard just moments before.

"Hello, old man... It's... almost twelve o'clock, why are you calling me?"

"I'm resting in my hotel room, what could possibly be the matter?"

"You think I sound like I'm crying? You're overthinking it... Did I choke because I ate too much earlier?"

"Of course not, the big director treated me to all sorts of delicacies... If I wasn't worried about losing face, I would've wanted to pack some up and bring it back for you guys to try."

"Don't you worry, I really haven't been subjected to any unspoken rules; the director is awfully nice to me, he didn't even let me drink alcohol."

"Remember to take your medicine, rest early, and don't stay up too late again. Are we processing the clothing orders tomorrow..."

...

The father-and-daughter conversation continued intermittently for over ten minutes, leaving Yan Xuan feeling thoroughly unsettled throughout.

Miao Leling served as both a post-meal dessert and a pledge of allegiance; whether he slept with her or not was an entirely different matter to Yu Mengyi.

Therefore, he had originally assumed tonight would be a matter of mutual consent.

Sleeping with Miao Leling would allow him to vent the lingering frustration accumulated from Mi Xiaoyue yesterday while simultaneously dispelling Yu Mengyi's concerns.

Putting down her phone, Miao Leling looked back at Yan Xuan. She wasn't crying anymore, looking as though she had accepted her fate.

Even so, she couldn't help pleading, "Um... this is my first time, please be gentle, okay? I... I'm afraid of pain."

The little girl didn't yet realize that if Yan Xuan had truly steeled his heart to devour her completely, hearing her speak those words in dialect with a tearful voice would only have served to stimulate a man even further.

Yan Xuan asked calmly, "W