Boom.

Thunder cracked across the sky, plunging the house into darkness.

Yin Yifan lay on the bed, as if drained of all strength, unable to even move.

It's so hot, like being thrown into a furnace and burned. Even my soul is on fire with discomfort.

Her long hair was damp with sweat, and her small hand unconsciously clenched the bedsheet. Her embroidered brows were furrowed, her lips slightly parted, as she murmured something in a low voice.

And right beside it, sat a shadow figure.

The dim light cast the man's deep profile, his languid posture, and his sharply defined fingers lightly swirling a highball glass.

"Is that so?"

The man spoke, his voice low and gravelly, giving the man on the bed a disdainful glance. The man in front immediately said respectfully, "Yes, the person was found unconscious in an alley at a bar. When we arrived, he was already unconscious."

"Are they all clean?"

"As soon as it was brought back, I told the maid to wash it immediately."

The man's lips curled into a wicked smirk. He set down his glass and waved dismissively, "Scram."

The elongated figure leaning against the bedside, stood above the person on the bed, observing them with scrutiny.

He stared intently at the little figure before him, a thin curve rising at the corner of his lips. Without further hesitation, he tore open the sash of his bathrobe with one hand.

Good morning.

Last night's wind and rain have passed, and this morning the curtains are drawn, letting in a warm sun.

Yin Yi's brows were furrowed, showing she hadn't slept well. Her otherwise fair shoulders were marred with purple and blue bruises.

With a soft sigh, the terrible nightmare finally ended. Her long eyelashes fluttered lightly as she finally woke up.

He was in a luxurious and unfamiliar room. He frowned as he tried to sit up.

It hurts...

How could it be so painful?!

All the bones are aching.

When he saw his own naked son and the traces of fullness, his face turned pale instantly. His hands clenched the sheets, shaking uncontrollably.

Last night's scenes began to play back in my mind like a movie.

He was supposed to be singing at a bar, but then he ran into those two thugs. He wouldn't really be...

The trace on it is the best proof, this isn't a dream, it's definitely dirty!

Those two damn bastards!

He actually drugged her!

"Click."

At that moment, the sound of a door opening came from outside. A servant walked in carrying a stack of clothes, smiling broadly.

"You're awake! I'll get you some hot water for a bath right now. Grandpa will be back in a little while, and then you can see him."

What? Those two crooked, ugly bastards are actually my grandsons?!

Yin Yifan grabbed the maid's hand fiercely and snarled, "Tell me, where are those two bastards now?"

To protect her innocence, she had to leave home. Now, she has been defiled by two scoundrels! Even if she gave up her life, she wouldn't let them go! She must make them pay the price they deserve!

The servant stared in astonishment, "What two? There's only one master here, and besides, you dare to call the master a scoundrel! Even if you know him, you shouldn't speak such disrespectful words. If anyone hears this, you'll be punished."

"Know each other?"

The maid, seeing his stunned expression, nodded quickly. "Yes, you have a contract with my master. You promised to give him an heir, you can't go back on your word now! You wouldn't have forgotten what happened a week ago, would you?"

A week ago?

Heir?

Couldn't it be…

(Editor in charge:precious based on the novel)