His Face Turned Red with Anger

After being reborn, Lin Yuhuan was no longer the naive and willful young lady she used to be.

She stuck out her pink tongue and gave a seductive look. "What are you talking about? Before you slept with me, I was still a virgin. If you don't believe me, we can do it again. The difference between the first time and the second time can't be faked in bed."

"Get out!" The man's cold eyes were filled with disgust, his handsome face stiff with irritation.

Lin Yuhuan smirked, stepped on her high heels, and turned to leave.

She tried to act like those hostess girls in front of Gu Beishen, showing a frivolous and worldly demeanor.

The more she acted like this, the less interested Gu Beishen would be in her.

That was exactly what she wanted.

The Lin family might be wealthy, but they were nothing compared to the Gu family.

If she got involved with such a dangerous man, she might be played to death before she could even take revenge.

Lin Yuhuan reached for the hotel room door handle, opened the door, and left.

As she walked away, Gu Beishen caught a glimpse of her slender waist twisting lightly.

His throat felt dry, and he quickly withdrew his gaze in frustration.

Lin Yuhuan walked along the quiet corridor of the hotel.

She knew that Gu Beishen liked peace and quiet.

The top floor of the Majestic Hotel, which belonged to the Gu family, was never open to regular guests because Gu Beishen occasionally stayed in the presidential suite.

She was drugged and was supposed to return to the room arranged by Lin Weiwei to rest, but she accidentally ended up on the top floor.

Because of that mistake, Lin Weiwei's plan to have beggars assault her had failed.

With a relaxed pace, Lin Yuhuan stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the banquet hall floor.

It was still early.

The guests who came to celebrate her 18th birthday should still be in the hall.

Meanwhile, Lin Weiwei was probably searching for her frantically.

In her past life, Lin Yuhuan hid in her room, drowning in fear and shame.

But in this life, she refused to let that happen again.

She was going to face her problems head-on.

The elevator doors opened, and Lin Yuhuan walked into the banquet hall with a graceful smile.

Her sudden reappearance instantly caught the attention of many guests.

Not far away, An Yi, dressed in a white suit, was holding a glass of red wine while chatting with his business partners.

When he saw Lin Yuhuan, he suddenly froze.

She was wearing an expensive designer dress, looking completely put together.

Her makeup was flawless, and there was no trace of panic or humiliation on her face.

An Yi's heart sank.

She had clearly drunk the champagne that was drugged, so why was she completely fine?

Forcing a smile, An Yi apologized to his business partners and walked to a corner to make a call.

At that moment, Lin Weiwei was still searching for Lin Yuhuan, hoping to find her being assaulted by the beggars.

But when she pushed open the hotel room door, she was met with a group of smelly, unkempt men playing cards and smoking.

Lin Weiwei quickly scanned the room, but Lin Yuhuan was nowhere to be found.

She slammed the door shut and immediately answered An Yi's call.

When she heard that Lin Yuhuan had shown up at the banquet hall looking completely fine, her face turned red with anger.

She lifted the hem of her dress and ran towards the hall.

As soon as she stepped inside, she raised her voice slightly and pretended to be shocked.

"Sister, what are you doing here? Didn't you say you were going back to your room to rest?" Lin Weiwei's voice was filled with fake concern.

"But when I went to check on you, I saw a bunch of dirty men inside your room. Were they thieves? Should we call the police?"

Lin Weiwei looked innocent, but every word she spoke was meant to destroy Lin Yuhuan's reputation.

A high-end hotel like the Majestic had strict security.

How could a group of filthy beggars just enter a guest's room?

If such people were really inside, the implication was clear.

Lin Yuhuan watched Lin Weiwei's performance coldly.

This was exactly how she was in her past life, pretending to be caring while setting traps with just a few casual words.

It was the same trick over and over again.

An Yi stepped forward, disappointment clear in his eyes.

"Yuhuan, you've gone too far today," he said with a heavy sigh. "You always liked calling random men 'brother' and 'godfather,' and I thought it was just childishness. But I never expected you to actually do something like this."

His tone was filled with pain, as if he couldn't believe what she had become.

Lin Yuhuan almost wanted to applaud them.

Everything had been planned by them, yet they could still act so convincingly.

Maybe they should've gone to the Central Academy of Drama instead of wasting their talents on schemes.

The surrounding guests began to whisper among themselves.

"She's the Lin family's young miss, right? I heard she was spoiled and willful, but I never thought she'd actually do something so scandalous at her own birthday party."

"Exactly! She's engaged to An Yi, a man with a good family background. Even if she wanted someone else, she shouldn't have brought another man here. This is too much!"

"Only eighteen years old and already shameless enough to be with a group of men… Who knows what she'll be like in the future?"

Lin Yuhuan listened to the whispers around her, as did An Yi.

An Yi knew that Lin Yuhuan must have been violated while drugged.

But he hadn't expected her to show up at the banquet hall, pretending nothing happened.

Since he couldn't use her loss of virginity as an excuse to break off the engagement, he decided to ruin her reputation instead.

If everyone believed she was promiscuous, then breaking off the engagement would be completely justified.

Lin Yuhuan sneered and looked at An Yi with cold eyes.

"An Yi, if I remember correctly, I am still your fiancée," she said mockingly. "Yet you don't even bother to ask me what happened. Instead, you just believe whatever my stepsister says and assume I did something wrong."

She tilted her head. "You also said I have a bunch of 'godfathers' and 'uncles.' Do you have any proof? If not, then maybe I should suggest to Uncle An that you start wearing a collar when you go out—so you don't bark randomly in public."

The guests were stunned.

They never expected Lin Yuhuan to fight back like this.

She was bold enough to humiliate her own fiancé in front of everyone.

Lin Weiwei's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Sister, how could you say that about An Yi?" she gasped. "He was just trying to help you see your mistakes. How could you call him an animal?"