105: That night's madness was a misunderstanding.

Wu Fan arrived at the Xinyue Bay Resort Hotel more than an hour early.

He had planned to swim in the pool and relax.

When he arrived at the poolside, he suddenly remembered Lin Jingyi.

His gaze involuntarily fell upon the corner where she had rested and drunk tea.

However, he found it to be a mess; the wooden table for brewing tea was gone, and the house behind it seemed to be scorched black by a fire, looking utterly charred.

Wu Fan was very curious, so he temporarily put aside his desire to swim and slowly walked over.

As he reached the corner, a Waitress in a blue uniform happened to pass by. Wu Fan stopped her and asked about the situation.

"What happened to this room? Was there a fire?"

The Waitress stopped, looked at Wu Fan, and sighed, "This room was originally rented to a Young girl who sold tea in the lobby. She used it as a warehouse to store tea gift boxes. Some days ago, for some unknown reason, a fire broke out and burned many of the tea gift boxes she had stored inside."

"The Young girl was quite pitiful. After the fire was put out, she sat by the door and cried all day. I heard that the burned tea gift boxes were worth a lot of money, and since they were all gone, she even had to pay for them herself!"

After the Waitress finished speaking, she sighed again, shook her head, and walked away.

Wu Fan stood there in a daze, his heart unable to calm down for a long time.

It seemed he had misunderstood Lin Jingyi that day; her 2888 gift box was missing because it had been burned in the fire.

Why had he doubted her like that at the time? And why had he said such insulting things to her?

Lin Jingyi must have felt utterly desperate then, right?

She must have been very short on money to agree to go to his room and accompany him... Wu Fan suddenly felt a pang of guilt; he had completely misunderstood Lin Jingyi.

She must have been forced into it, selling her body to sell the 5888 tea gift box.

"Ding, a random quest has been triggered: Help Lin Jingyi win the Tea Art Competition."

"Quest Reward: 50,000 cash, one Intermediate Sanda Skill Book."

Wu Fan was stunned. He looked up at the system panel, feeling very confused, "I don't know anything about tea art, how can I help her?"

He lit a cigarette and took a few deep drags.

He returned to the presidential suite, put on his clothes, and sat in the living room, lost in thought for a while.

His mind kept pondering how he could help Lin Jingyi.

For a tea art competition, shouldn't there be background music?

Playing an ancient zither piece from the Ming Dynasty as background music for Lin Jingyi's tea art performance should elevate the competition's prestige, right?

Thinking of this, Wu Fan jumped up. This method would definitely work.

With the blessing of the Advanced ancient zither Skill Book, playing an ancient, warm, and sentimental piece would surely add a lot to her tea art performance.

The most urgent task was to find her as soon as possible and communicate with her.

He opened the system warehouse and first took out the Ming Dynasty ancient zither, holding it in his hands.

He left the room, took the elevator, and went straight to the lobby.

Today, the hotel lobby was unusually lively, decorated festively and uniquely.

A very beautiful stage had been set up in the corner of the lobby.

A huge backdrop behind it displayed stunning views of various tea mountains.

In front of the backdrop was a long wooden tea table, fully equipped with tea sets such as teapots, teacups, saucers, and tea caddies.

Judges were gradually taking their seats at the judges' table below, and the audience was also starting to enter in twos and threes.

In about forty minutes, the tea art competition would officially begin.

Wu Fan's eyes searched for Lin Jingyi's figure but couldn't find her.

He felt a strange tension in his heart; he hoped nothing had happened and she hadn't withdrawn.

Wu Fan found a staff member and asked where the contestants' lounge was.

The staff member looked at the box Wu Fan was holding, "What is this? A guzheng?"

"An ancient zither."

"Oh, that box looks quite nice." After saying that, he pointed to the left corridor, "Go up to the second floor, Room 333."

Wu Fan thanked him repeatedly.

Knocking on the door of the private room, a big-eyed Young girl in a traditional Chinese dress poked her head out and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Please call Lin Jingyi for me."

The Young girl shyly looked at Wu Fan, then turned back and called out, "Lin Jingyi, someone is looking for you."

A clear yet somewhat familiar voice came from inside, "Who is it?"

"A Handsome Guy."

"Oh, just a moment." Lin Jingyi was in the restroom. Soon, she opened the door and walked out. Seeing Wu Fan, her face flushed, and she turned to go back into the room.

She didn't want to have any more dealings with Wu Fan.

The last fire had burned more than half of the 2888 gift boxes, so she had no choice but to offer him the 5888 gift box. But he had actually proposed the sordid condition of sleeping with him.

If she hadn't been so desperate for money to compensate for the burned gift boxes, how could she have agreed to his vulgar request?

With no other option, she had endured the humiliation and agreed to him.

That was the most precious first time in her life... ~~

... ~~

He looked refined and gentle, but in reality, he was a terrible beast, relying on a bit of money in his pocket, with a very dirty mind.

Seeing this, Wu Fan grabbed her hand and quickly asked, "Jingyi, why didn't you tell me last time that your gift boxes were burned in the fire?"

Lin Jingyi struggled but couldn't break free. She turned and said, "Can we not talk about the past, please?"

She really didn't want to bring up that painful time again.

Wu Fan pulled hard, dragging her out of the door, then raised his hand and closed the door.

Lin Jingyi looked at Wu Fan with some alarm, "What do you want?"

Wu Fan saw that this busy place was not suitable for talking, so he dragged her towards the elevator entrance, "I misunderstood you last time. I took you for an unscrupulous merchant full of lies, just trying to make more money. Now that I know the truth, I want to compensate you."

Lin Jingyi listened to Wu Fan's sincere words and looked at his tall, strong figure, no longer struggling desperately.

She had initially had a good impression of this man, and even at the moment she lay on his bed, she had comforted herself with feelings of liking and excitement.

But the experience was too painful, too agonizing; he was just too skilled... "Wu Fan, what do you want? Can you please let go of my hand first?"

Wu Fan ignored her, went directly into the elevator, and pressed the top floor button.

Lin Jingyi's heart pounded faster, "Wu Fan, say something! If you keep this up, I'm going to call the police."

Wu Fan let go of her hand but pinned her against the elevator door, "Jingyi, I know you suffered that night. I want to compensate you and help you win the tea art competition. What do you think?"

Lin Jingyi smelled a faint scent of smoke and found it a little hard to breathe.

The man's unique scent still made her nervous and agitated, a very contradictory feeling.

She looked up, gazing at Wu Fan with an innocent expression, "How do you plan to help me?"

She really needed this championship too much.

If she won the championship, she would not only receive a 5,000 yuan prize, but the organizers would also purchase a large quantity of her tea and promote it, which was incredibly important to her...