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As Lin Yu approached, before he could even clearly see the woman's face, he was hit by a strong smell of alcohol.

Was she drunk?

Lin Yu quickened his steps and reached her side. When he saw her flushed cheeks, his breath caught for a moment.

This woman...

She was unbelievably beautiful!

Her features were coldly elegant—sharp nose, thin lips—her beauty carried an undeniable frostiness.

She was the very embodiment of the term "ice queen."

Though, if anything, the "queen" part outweighed the "ice."

She was stunning. Her naturally delicate oval face, her flawless features—everything about her was perfect.

So perfect that not a single flaw could be found.

Gazing at her drunkenly flushed face, Lin Yu couldn’t help but recall the scoring system he and his friends had come up with in his past life.

If one were to rate a person’s appearance on a scale, with 100 being the highest, the average person would score around 50.

Below 40 was considered unattractive, while above 60 was good-looking.

Under 20 would be classified as deformed, and anyone who scored 80 or above would rival the looks of celebrities or popular influencers.

As for the three female leads he had encountered so far, Lin Yu had already given them rough scores in his mind.

Tang Manman and Xia Muzhu were both exceptionally beautiful, scoring somewhere between 91 and 92.

Of course, this rating was based solely on facial features.

If factors like aura and figure were included, their scores would likely be even higher.

Especially Xia Muzhu!

But if judging by looks alone, both were in the low 90s—equivalent to the top-tier among celebrities.

However, the third female lead before him now...

If Lin Yu had to give her a score, it would be above 95.

She was a rare, once-in-a-lifetime kind of beauty.

There was no other way to describe it—she was simply breathtaking, the kind of beauty that made your breath hitch at first sight.

And especially in her current state.

A drunken beauty, the intoxicating scent of alcohol melting away her usual icy demeanor, her cold features now painted with a flush of intoxication—the contrast was enough to drive anyone wild.

No wonder the original owner of this body had carried her off without hesitation.

For men with ill intentions, encountering such a rare beauty would leave them utterly defenseless!

But that was other people.

Lin Yu, however, felt no attraction toward her. In fact, he was somewhat disgusted.

What was she thinking, getting this drunk all by herself? Didn’t she worry about running into trouble?

This wasn’t just irresponsible toward herself—it was irresponsible toward her family, and even more so toward her boyfriend.

Damn it!

He hated people like this the most!

Lin Yu gritted his teeth in frustration.

TV dramas were always filled with plots like this—due to some messy misunderstanding, the female lead would drown her sorrows in alcohol, only to be taken advantage of by some scoundrel, leading to a torturous, melodramatic storyline between her and the male lead.

Whether she ended up reconciling with her boyfriend or breaking up with him, for a true romantic like Lin Yu, it was like swallowing a mouthful of garbage—utterly unbearable!

The thought only worsened his already sour mood. He nudged the woman’s ankle with his foot and snapped,

"Wake up! You can’t sleep here!"

"Hey, wake up!"

When she didn’t respond, he kicked her again, harder this time. But she remained motionless, slumped against the car door, her head slightly drooping, not even a twitch of her eyelids.

Something wasn’t right.

Lin Yu frowned as he watched her legs shift slightly from his kicks.

How could she not wake up at all?

Even if she were completely wasted, shouldn’t she at least react a little?

A frown, maybe?

Staring at her flushed, delicate face, a troubling thought crossed his mind.

Oh hell.

Was she suffering from alcohol poisoning?

With that in mind, Lin Yu instinctively reached out, intending to wave his hand in front of her face to see if she’d react.

But he quickly realized how stupid that was.

Her eyes were closed—what good would waving do?

"Hey!"

"Wake up!"

Lin Yu shouted at her, but she remained unconscious, showing no signs of stirring.

This was bad.

Lin Yu’s frown deepened. Her symptoms strongly suggested alcohol poisoning.

Severe alcohol poisoning could be life-threatening if not treated promptly.

What should he do?

After a moment’s thought, Lin Yu came up with a plan.

He needed to call the police or an ambulance.

As for the phone issue...

Why not use the third female lead’s?

Surely her phone wasn’t broken too!

With that in mind, Lin Yu grabbed her designer handbag and began rummaging through it.

Lipstick, wallet, earphones, sunglasses, small cosmetic bottles he couldn’t name...

Damn it!

Where was her phone?

Had she not brought one either?

Frustrated, Lin Yu scratched his head.

That didn’t make sense.

Who went out without a phone these days?

Maybe he’d missed it in his haste?

Just as he was about to search the bag again, his peripheral vision caught a glint of black.

There it was.

Relieved, Lin Yu let out a sigh—only to tense right back up when he saw where the phone actually was.

The third female lead’s pale, slender hand lay open on the dirty ground, while her other hand clutched the phone, resting between her legs, partially covered by her coat. No wonder he hadn’t found it earlier.

Looking at the phone’s awkward position, Lin Yu felt a surge of irritation.

A gut feeling told him that, given his terrible luck today, trying to grab the phone directly would only lead to disaster.

He needed a better approach.

Lin Yu stroked his chin, considering how to retrieve the phone safely.

Then his gaze landed on the woman’s arm.

That’s it.

He could just pull her arm!

Since her hand was holding the phone, tugging her arm would bring the phone out with it. Problem solved.

Confident in his plan, Lin Yu immediately acted.

He gripped her wrist and began gently pulling her arm outward.

Her pale hand, still clutching the phone, slowly emerged from between her legs.

Soon, her hand reached the highest point between her thighs.

Seeing that her grip remained firm, Lin Yu felt a flicker of hope.

Maybe his luck wasn’t completely rotten today.

Just as he thought success was within reach, her fingers suddenly slackened.

Her hand loosened, and the phone slipped right back down.

This time, the situation was even more awkward—his phone had somehow slipped straight into the gap between the third female lead's thighs.

Lin Yu stared darkly at the phone that had fallen back into that precarious spot, his mind flooding with curses.

He glanced up at the third female lead’s face, which remained completely unchanged, then looked back down at the phone nestled between her legs. Swallowing hard, Lin Yu knew it was time to make a decision.

If she really was suffering from alcohol poisoning, he couldn’t afford to delay any longer.

But before taking action, he decided to test one last time.

The odds were slim, but given his abysmal luck today, he figured it was worth a shot.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yu mustered all his strength and bellowed at the top of his lungs:

"Wake up!!!"

His roar tore through the dim alley, echoing far into the silent night.

Before the echoes of Lin Yu’s shout could fade, a cat—rudely awakened—let out a sharp, almost accusatory yowl, as if cursing him out.

Startled by the shrill sound, Lin Yu instinctively whipped his head around to look behind him.

In those few seconds while his attention was diverted, the third female lead’s eyelids twitched faintly.

"Stupid cat, scared the hell out of me!"

Grumbling, Lin Yu turned back to the third female lead, whose expression remained as still as before. His nerves settled slightly.

If even that didn’t wake her, then carefully retrieving his phone from between her thighs shouldn’t be a problem, right?

Yeah.

Definitely not.

Steeling himself, Lin Yu took another deep breath and cautiously reached for the phone, barely daring to exhale as his fingers inched closer.

His movements were slow and deliberate. Soon, his fingertips brushed the edge of the phone. Just as he was about to pinch it and pull it free, the thigh beneath it suddenly jerked.

Lin Yu’s heart lurched. He snapped his gaze upward—only to meet a pair of bright, furious eyes, wide with shock and indignation.

A resigned, knowing smirk tugged at the corner of Lin Yu’s lips.

Internally, he cursed.

Goddammit.