C15 Trapped!

"Little Aunt..." Moo Yuhan weakly called out, "Where's Ann Beiqi?"

"He's still busy, but he'll be up soon! Be good and try to get some rest," her aunt replied dismissively before getting up and leaving the room.

With a soft click, the door closed.

Almost the moment the door shut, Moo Yuhan's hazy eyes snapped into focus. She sat up straight, all traces of weakness gone, and walked directly to the window. She watched as her aunt got into a car and quickly drove out of sight.

It was clear Ann Beiqi wasn't here at all; her aunt had lied to her just to get her to this place.

Yuhan looked around. The room was a seemingly ordinary bedroom, with a stark, minimalist design—no extra decorations, not even a touch of color on the black and gray checkered bedspread. The room's owner was definitely a tidy man.

Suddenly, Yuhan realized she couldn't stay here. No matter what Ann's mother and her aunt were planning, she couldn't just sit and wait for whatever was coming.

She quickly moved to the door and tried to open it, but froze in shock. It was locked from the outside!

Panic set in as Yuhan frantically pulled and shook the doorknob, but no matter how hard she kicked or pushed, the heavy door wouldn't budge.

Leaning against the door, she slowly slid to the floor, tears streaming down her face.

As night fell, the city came alive with lights and music, a stark contrast to her situation.

Yan Yu, wearing a professional smile, had just seen off a group of foreign clients. Standing at the company entrance, his tall figure cast a long shadow on the ground. He glanced at his watch; it was already past ten.

He retrieved his car and, with a casual turn of the steering wheel, headed home.

When he pushed open the door, the bedroom was pitch black, with only a few faint lights from outside casting vague outlines inside.

Yan Yu was utterly exhausted. He shrugged off his jacket and shoes, then collapsed heavily onto the bed.

A strange sensation came from beneath him, followed by a woman's startled scream.

“Ah—”

In the darkness, a tall figure suddenly loomed over her, and Moo Yuhan couldn't help but let out a sharp cry.

With a “click,” the light flicked on!

Yan Yu frowned deeply, glaring with disgust at the woman who inexplicably appeared in his room.

Seeing her face only intensified his disdain. This woman was too much. The last time, she had taken advantage of a moment of his inattention, and now she had the audacity to show up at his home! This was crossing the line!

“Have you screamed enough?” Yan Yu interrupted Moo Yuhan coldly, his expression as if he were looking at a filthy stray dog. “You’ve got some nerve, showing up at my place. I’d love to know where you plan to try and seduce me next.”

What? Did he say... she was trying to seduce him?

Moo Yuhan stared at Yan Yu in disbelief. After a moment, she snapped back to reality, her heart racing wildly.

Could it be... did Yan Yu know it was her that night?

No, that night in the car, he had passed out right after. There was no way he could know it was her! But... his expression suggested he knew everything!

Moo Yuhan's mind raced. She decided to test the waters first, so she let out a nervous laugh and cautiously asked, “Uncle... what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”

“Don’t understand, huh?” Yan Yu raised an eyebrow. “Fine, then tell me, what are you doing in my room?”

“This is your room?” Moo Yuhan replied innocently. “I didn’t know. My aunt told me to wait for her here!”