Exclusive Love: Pampered by the Scheming Tycoon-Chapter 59: What to Do When You Call the Wrong Name

Black, ink-like long hair spread across the white pillow, making her delicate face appear even more luscious and radiant.

Yan Ting leaned down slightly, catching a faint scent of alcohol—this woman was drunk.

Was being with Huo Qinglin so enjoyable? She even dared to drink.

His gaze swept over her, already igniting Yan Ting's anger. She had to be punished.

He lowered his face directly, holding her slender, snow-white chin between his thumb and forefinger, covering her lips fiercely with his own.

"Mm...Wei Chen..." Lin Banxia, whose breath was stolen, murmured in confusion as her drowsy and blurred eyes fluttered open, suddenly overlapping the handsome face before her with someone from her memory.

Yan Ting's large palm, propped beside her, froze abruptly, and his lips stopped immediately. His dark and brooding eyes stared intensely at her hazy gaze.

"Wei Chen?" He bit out each word, his teeth clenched, forcing these three syllables through.

Why would this woman shout Leng Weichen's name?

Yan Ting was anything but unfamiliar with Leng Weichen; in fact, he was exceedingly familiar. His business partner, but Leng Weichen had long resided in M Country and, as far as he knew, had never returned home, solely handling overseas operations.

Lin Banxia calling his name at this moment was sheer coincidence. In her past life, the only time she had ever drunk too much, it was Leng Weichen who had carried her home, walking a long way. On his back, she'd murmured his name endlessly.

"Lin Banxia, you're really pushing me..." Mistaken for another man—this was something Yan Ting would never tolerate.

Perhaps his presence wasn't strong enough, giving this woman the audacity to treat him as someone else's substitute.

Bold indeed, to disregard his existence.

Yan Ting reached out directly, shedding his suit jacket in frustration, and yanked off his tie, tossing it aside. Then, in a calm yet dangerous manner, he elegantly unbuttoned his dress shirt, one button at a time, the movements exuding a chilling yet perilous air.

Lin Banxia merely blinked her eyes before drifting back into sleep. The lingering effects of alcohol were potent, and this was the moment when the intoxication hit hardest.

"Mm...so heavy!" In her dreams, she felt as though a mountain had pressed down on her, suffocating her to the point where she couldn't breathe. She instinctively reached out to shove it away.

But as her hands made contact, they touched smooth and gentle skin. Lin Banxia froze, startled and uneasy, forcing her eyes wide open.

Only to be met with an icy, black gaze staring straight at her.

"Ah..." This time, she was utterly awakened, startled into full consciousness.

"Yan Ting, what are you doing?" She exploded in fury with a shout.

Yan Ting gave a cold, mocking smile: "You tell me—what are we doing?"

As his words fell, Lin Banxia's body was suddenly engulfed in pain.

What followed was an unmentionable, searing scene.

Like a violent storm, it drowned Lin Banxia in an instant. She didn't even have time to cry, emitting only fragmented, incoherent sounds that she herself didn't understand.

Fortunately, Yan Ting only punished her once before getting up. As he walked toward the bathroom, he turned and said to her, "Get out!"

Lin Banxia was livid. The alcohol was giving her a pounding headache, but her body ached too, her limbs weak and noodle-like.

"This is my room; if anyone's leaving, it should be you!" Having been inexplicably taken by him once, Lin Banxia was incensed.

Yan Ting sneered: "Your room is next door!"

"What?" Lin Banxia's face turned pale in shock.