But this was no dream—it was happening in stark reality.
Li Qingxue pulled on her pants, biting her lip as tears welled in her eyes, glaring fiercely at Long Aotian. "Long Aotian, you utter scoundrel! You always act so proper, but who knew you’d be this kind of person behind closed doors?"
Crossing her arms, she took a deep breath. "So, tell me—should I report this to Hu Yuying, or will you admit your mistake yourself?"
"Is there even a difference?"
Li Qingxue immediately bristled, pointing at Long Aotian and turning to Lin Wanning, her whole body trembling with anger. "Look at him! Even now, Long Aotian’s still making excuses!"
Long Aotian also turned to Lin Wanning—she was the only one who could clear up this misunderstanding. "Wanning, you know I didn’t mean to walk into the wrong room. And I had no idea Qingxue was in here..."
Before he could finish, Lin Wanning cut him off, suppressing a laugh as she rolled her eyes. "No more excuses!"
Then she turned to Li Qingxue. "Qingxue, how do you want to punish him?"
Li Qingxue glanced around, then her eyes landed on the black stockings on Lin Wanning’s legs. "Lend me one to tie him up!"
Lin Wanning sighed but obediently slipped one off, preparing to bind Long Aotian’s hands.
"What are you two doing?"
"Just bear with it, big brother. Look at us—all three of us sisters ended up tangled with you. Be good and don’t struggle, or Qingxue might start crying again," Lin Wanning whispered into his ear.
Soon, Long Aotian’s hands were securely tied behind his back.
Li Qingxue leaned against the wall, standing up with a huff, then looked down at Long Aotian before pressing her bare foot directly onto his face.
"Stomp you, stomp you, stomp you..."
Though the process wasn’t exactly what she’d imagined, the end result was the same—she’d tasted Long Aotian and now had him under her heel.
While Li Qingxue was busy stepping on Long Aotian, Lin Wanning sat on a stool, crossing her long, slender legs. One stocking shimmered faintly under the light, contrasting with the smooth, bare skin of her other leg—a sight impossible to look away from.
"Qingxue, why are you even here? And why did you book a room at this hotel?"
At this, Li Qingxue paused mid-stomp, crossing her arms. "I came to stop you two from doing something bad!"
Long Aotian tried to explain, but before he could speak, Li Qingxue pressed her foot down again. "Hmph! No excuses—I already know everything!"
She was smug, relishing their shocked expressions as she exposed their secret.
"Do you even realize you’re betraying Hu Yuying?"
Seeing her brother being stepped on, even if she knew Li Qingxue wasn’t using much force, Lin Wanning still felt a pang of sympathy and decided to explain on his behalf.
"Qingxue, actually..."
"I already know—it’s all this big pervert’s fault, right?"
"I knew it! He acts all proper but does the most shameless things."
"He barged in here in such a hurry, didn’t even ask before just... going at it! If he’d just asked, I wouldn’t have let him succeed..."
She punctuated her words with two more forceful stomps. "Go on, say something! Weren’t you so eager to talk earlier? Why so quiet now?"
Just as Long Aotian opened his mouth, Li Qingxue pressed down again, tilting her chin away. "Actually, I don’t want to hear it anymore..."
When Long Aotian stayed silent, she stomped once more.
"I didn’t say anything!"
"So what? I’ll still stomp you! Who told you to do that to me?"
After venting her frustration, she finally felt a little better.
She looked down at Long Aotian. "Do you admit your mistake now?"
"Yes."
"Will you ever betray Hu Yuying again?"
"No."
Seeing Long Aotian’s obedient expression, Li Qingxue couldn’t even find a reason to stomp him anymore.
Then she turned to Lin Wanning. "And you! I know you have feelings for Long Aotian, but how could you do this behind Hu Yuying’s back? Aren’t you afraid she’ll find out?"
"Luckily, I found out. Everything starts with you—but it ends with me."
Taking a deep breath, Li Qingxue marveled at herself. She’d tasted Long Aotian, and she’d fixed everything. How brilliant was she?
Lin Wanning studied Li Qingxue, then whispered, "Qingxue... are you misunderstanding something? I did all this willingly."
"You can’t do it willingly!" Li Qingxue wanted to lecture her properly, but the moment she took a step, a sharp pain forced her to sit back on the bed.
Furious, she stomped Long Aotian twice more.
Long Aotian was utterly baffled—stomped when silent, stomped when speaking, and now stomped because Wanning made her mad...
"Take it easy." Seeing Li Qingxue in pain, Lin Wanning hurried to her side.
"It hurts~" Li Qingxue had always been sheltered by her parents, and at school, her good grades and friendly personality kept her from ever getting hurt.
It had been so long since she’d felt real pain that the ache of becoming a woman felt worse than scraping her knees.
Watching her suffer, Lin Wanning also stomped Long Aotian twice—he must’ve rushed in without any foreplay!
If he hadn’t mistaken the room and tried to sneak up on her, she’d be the one in pain right now. He deserved it!
But the whole situation was too coincidental. Room 6’s number plate was loose, but when she checked earlier, it had only tilted 90 degrees.
And how had Long Aotian even gotten inside?
Even she would’ve locked the door after entering, only unlocking it when he arrived.
Would Li Qingxue really sleep in a hotel room without locking the door?
Most importantly—Li Qingxue had been wearing jeans. Even if they weren’t fully removed, unbuttoning and unzipping them... could she really have slept through that?
And when Lin Wanning accidentally discovered them, Long Aotian tried to explain twice, but Li Qingxue stopped him both times...
Now that she thought about it, aside from her own accidental involvement, everything else seemed too perfectly arranged.
"Were you really asleep?" Lin Wanning murmured into Li Qingxue’s ear.
At this, Li Qingxue momentarily forgot the pain, her cheeks flushing faintly.
"It’s okay. I’ll call my sister—she’ll come and stand up for you."
The moment the words left her mouth, Li Qingxue bit her lip and grabbed Lin Wanning’s hand. "Don’t..."
Seeing her reaction, Lin Wanning chuckled and pinched her cheek. You little schemer—you knew Long Aotian was easy to fool, just like me. You almost had me fooled too...
"Too late, I already told Sister. How could you bully Qingxue like that, you big meanie..."
Li Qingxue panicked for a moment: "Y-you... how could you tell her? Aren’t you afraid your own secrets will be exposed to Yuying too?"
[Seeking support, thank you so much...]
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