Flipped:My Sweet Wife

Chen Qianmo slightly curled the corners of his lips, never having imagined that he, who always steered clear of women and prided himself on his purity, could have such a voracious appetite.

He bent down and left a kiss on Yan Qingruo's forehead, then turned around and strode away.

A self-deprecating smile crept onto his lips, urgent as matters were, he had still been attracted to her, staying with her for most of the night.

This was truly unforeseen, that a woman could so captivate him.

He turned and left, making sure to close the door behind him.

The morning sun shone through the thin curtains into the room.

Yan Qingruo had stayed in the hotel room for an entire day and night, from the morning of yesterday until this morning.

One could imagine just how astonishingly good Chen Qianmo's stamina was.

Yan Qingruo's eyes flickered slightly and slowly opened, her body sore as if it had been run over by a truck, waves of aches coming through.

She sat up, rubbed her bleary eyes, and only after a while did she fumble her glasses from the unfamiliar bedside table.

But her nearsightedness was so severe that when she reached for her glasses, she neglected the cufflink bearing an "M" initial.

In her frantic search for her glasses, the "M" initialed cufflink was knocked to the floor, and unbeknownst to her, she remained completely unaware.

With her glasses on, Yan Qingruo lifted the covers and, upon seeing the red petals blooming on the bedsheet, felt a wave of dizziness overcome her…

"Ah! Ah!" Yan Qingruo couldn't help but scream loudly, nearly falling out of bed.

What had happened? What exactly had happened?

Her mind was hazily trying to recall the events of last night.

Yan Qingruo's head was filled with a mess of confusion, remembering how she felt unusually when she stepped into the elevator yesterday, and the tumultuous rolling of last night.

Then she became very hot and didn't know where she went, grabbed an ice cream, and insisted on devouring it.

What on earth had she done?

Yan Qingruo held her head in her hands, somewhat frantic.

Could it be that last night she didn't just eat an ice cream but devoured a man?

Moving her aching legs, she felt on the verge of collapse.

Although she was engaged to Li Haocheng, they had not only refrained from taking the final step, but also rarely engaged in intimate contact.

Yet last night…

So, did that mean she had lost her virginity?

But who was the man here with her last night?

Could it be Li Haocheng?

But she had broken up with Li Haocheng!

Who, then, was that man?

Yan Qingruo's tears fell silently; she had never imagined that in the span of a day and night, she would lose her love and her most precious chastity.

Her hands clenched tightly, her nails nearly breaking the skin of her palms.

Yan Qingruo's head buzzed as she searched futilely for last night's memories, causing her such a headache without any clue.

However, thinking about these things now was of no use.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Yan Qingruo finally snapped back to reality.

She had to get dressed, grab her bag, and, bearing the pain, start walking outside.

Suddenly, she remembered the glass of water she drank yesterday when she suggested breaking up with Li Haocheng… Could there have been something wrong with that water?

Moreover, the sudden heat and the unfamiliar condition her body underwent were completely new to her… something she had never experienced before.

Regardless, Yan Qingruo had to find Li Haocheng immediately to make things clear.

Yan Qingruo called Li Haocheng, but he didn't answer.

She hung up and had no choice but to leave the hotel and return to her own home.

Approaching the door, Yan Qingruo treaded lightly, not wanting to disturb her father, who had always been strict with her.

But as soon as she approached the living room, her father, Yan Wenshan, coughed and said, "Yan Qingruo, where have you been skulking off to!"