Chapter 27: Do You Dare to Come to 307?

The banquet hall was a spectacle of shimmering light and vibrant color. Wen Yan, draped in a red gown that burned like the most striking flame in the darkest night, drew every gaze as she moved. Whispers rippled through the crowd incessantly.

"Who is that...? Which family's daughter? I've never seen her before. Such grace, such beauty..."

"Shh—keep your voice down. That's Li Jingyan's wife, Wen Yan!"

"Li Jingyan's wife? My god, I've seen her at various events before, and she was always so low-key. I never expected that a little styling would make her look like this... Did that kid, Li Jingyan, save the galaxy in his past life?"

"What a talented man and a beautiful woman! Truly a perfect match!"

These comments—some awestruck, some envious—drifted clearly into the ears of a man standing in the shadows of the second-floor circular corridor, leaning against the railing. Qiao Chenye clutched his wine glass, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. Listening to the crowd describe Li Jingyan and Wen Yan as a match made in heaven, the word "perfect" felt like needles piercing his eardrums, driving straight to his brain.

His gaze darkened as he whispered into his Bluetooth earpiece:

"Assistant Liu, go and invite Li Jingyan up. Tell him I’m waiting for him in the themed suite."

Downstairs, Li Jingyan, basking in the pride of the crowd's attention, saw Mr. Liu—Qiao Chenye's chief assistant—walking directly toward him. He straightened his back, instantly flattered.

"Mr. Li, hello." Assistant Liu’s tone was calm and emotionless.

"Assistant Liu! Hello, hello!" Li Jingyan responded with an almost sycophantic bow, his heart pounding with excitement. The top confidant of the headquarters' boss was coming to find him personally!

"Please follow me. Mr. Qiao has some matters he would like to discuss with you," Assistant Liu said concisely.

Mr. Qiao really wanted to see him? Li Jingyan’s heart was filled with wild joy; coming tonight was truly the right choice! Suppressing his excitement, he turned to Wen Yan beside him and said softly, "Yan, wait for me here. Mr. Qiao needs to see me; I'll be right back." His tone was gentler than ever before. With that, he followed Assistant Liu away impatiently.

Wen Yan watched his almost groveling back, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes. Just then, her phone vibrated. A text message from Qiao Chenye appeared:

[Do you dare to come to 307?]

Wen Yan replied with a question mark, wondering what kind of madness had taken hold of Qiao Chenye.

The next second, a striking close-up photo of his abdominal muscles was sent over—the lines were distinct and full of tension.

Immediately following was another message: [So, are you coming, sister?]

Wen Yan looked at the phone screen, a playful smile curling her lips.

She finished the remaining champagne in one gulp, set the glass down, and walked toward the elevators with an elegant yet purposeful gait, pressing the button for the third floor.

Standing in front of the door to 307, she had barely raised her hand when the door was pulled open from the inside. A powerful arm swiftly dragged her in, pulling her into a scorching embrace.

A fiery kiss descended, filled with an irresistible, overbearing longing that instantly stole her breath.

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, but she soon returned the kiss.

Just as she was becoming intoxicated, her peripheral vision suddenly caught the center of the room—a massive, one-way glass wall!

On the other side of the glass, Li Jingyan was sitting on a sofa, looking around with a mix of unease and anticipation!

Wen Yan was terrified out of her wits; her blood seemed to freeze instantly! She pushed Qiao Chenye away with a violent shove, covering her mouth in horror. Her beautiful eyes widened, fixed unblinkingly on the glass, her heart hammering as if it were about to burst from her chest! She could hear the rhythmic thumping of her own pulse and her heavy, ragged breathing.

Sensing her sudden rigidity and terror, Qiao Chenye chuckled softly, his hot breath brushing against her ear: "Is my sister really this timid? Then how were you so bold with me?"

Wen Yan watched, stunned, as Li Jingyan on the other side of the glass suddenly stood up and walked slowly toward the mirror wall.

Wen Yan froze again, holding her breath. Her body turned rigid as stone, her mind went blank, and only overwhelming fear remained—if she were discovered, everything would be over!

However, Li Jingyan merely used the "mirror" to carefully straighten his tie and hair. He even practiced a smile for meeting the big boss before sitting back down on the sofa, completely unaware that on the other side of the wall, his wife was being held in the arms of another man.

"It’s a one-way mirror, Host. Don’t worry, he can’t see or hear anything," the system reminded her immediately.

Only then did Wen Yan let out a long, shuddering breath, her body collapsing until it was supported solely by Qiao Chenye’s arms.

Still shaken, she walked over and trembling, reached out a finger to touch the cold glass, confirming it was indeed a one-way mirror.

"You... you fox... you scared me to death..." She lowered her voice, casting a reproachful glare at Qiao Chenye, her tone still tinged with a lingering tremor of fear.

But after the extreme danger, an unprecedented sense of thrill quietly sprouted, causing her heart to race again—only this time, it was laced with even more excitement.

Qiao Chenye embraced her from behind again, kissing the back of her neck, his voice raspy and seductive: "But isn't it even more thrilling this way?" His breath was scorching, carrying an irresistible magic.

"Very well. Then this time, it's my turn to devour you."

Wen Yan stood on her tiptoes and took the initiative to kiss him, responding to this dangerous temptation with action.

The air instantly became ambiguous and sweltering again; after the fear came an even more surging passion.

The one-way glass stood like an invisible boundary, clearly dividing the room into two worlds: one side held the stiff, anticipating, and blissfully ignorant Li Jingyan; the other held two people tangled in breath, sinking recklessly into the edge of betrayal and danger.

Wen Yan’s voice echoed in the room, though unfortunately, Li Jingyan could hear nothing.

For as long as Li Jingyan waited in suspense on the other side, they played with reckless abandon on this one.

Every time she pressed against the glass, seeing Li Jingyan so close yet oblivious, Wen Yan felt a perverse pleasure and thrill.

Until everything subsided and they straightened their clothes, the system’s prompt echoed in Wen Yan’s mind:

"Host, Liu Yanyan has arrived at the hotel banquet hall! It’s time to get down to business!"