Exclusive Love: Pampered by the Scheming Tycoon-Chapter 37 Mr. Huo, What Kind of Joke Are You Making?

Lin Banxia opened her small mouth, but not a single word came out.

"Me too!" Yan Ting didn't wait for her reply, coldly throwing out three words with an aloof demeanor. His silhouette, steeped in nobility, had already settled into the car, which quickly drove away.

Lin Banxia stared at the departing car, utterly stunned.

Why would this man say something like that? As if anyone actually cared whether he was a first-timer or not.

However, Lin Banxia was certain—she herself was definitely a first-timer.

He knew full well that she was a first-timer, yet he showed such complete disregard for gentleness. It was truly outrageous. What a bastard!

Lin Banxia felt drained, utterly exhausted. After getting into the car, she leaned against the seatback, her dazed eyes fixed on the sky.

It had only been a week since her rebirth, and she had already stumbled twice at Yan Ting's hands. Last night, she had even lost her purity to him.

Having risen from death, Lin Banxia now found the concept of "purity" rather meaningless. Yan Ting had explicitly said earlier—had he not saved her, she would've died.

If she ended up dead, how could she possibly exact her revenge on that deceitful couple?

So, she chose not to dwell on how, exactly, she had been completely overpowered, packaged, and taken away last night.

She was too tired—what she needed was rest.

At the hospital, Lin Banxia stood in front of Qian Guxi, her pair of jet-black, beautiful eyes still tinged with fatigue.

"Dean Gu, may I use your place to take a shower?" Lin Banxia thickened her skin as she pleaded.

She simply couldn't stand the lingering scent of the unfamiliar man on her body—a domineering presence that seemed to permeate every cell of her being.

Qian Guxi noticed Lin Banxia's little cocktail dress, which had visible signs of being tugged at. Then he glanced at her waist-length disheveled hair, her exposed snow-white neck, arms, and legs—each dotted with bruises and marks. Based on his years of professional experience, it was clear that she must've...

"Of course. The room next door is my lounge—it has a bathroom inside," Qian Guxi replied politely and gracefully.

"Thank you!" Lin Banxia shot him a grateful look before turning and walking toward the bathroom.

"Oh... I'll have someone bring over an outfit for you!" Qian Guxi added warmly and considerately from behind.

Lin Banxia simply responded with another repetition of "thank you."

Once Qian Guxi entered his lounge, he couldn't help his curiosity and dialed Yan Ting's number.

"Mr. Huo, what sort of mischief did you get up to last night?" Qian Guxi asked teasingly.

"All I did was sleep with a woman—what's there to make a fuss about?" came the languid reply from the other end.

"Are you serious about her?" Qian Guxi asked, this time with genuine curiosity.

"What does that have to do with you?" The man's tone remained indifferent.

Qian Guxi was momentarily at a loss for words. "Of course, it's none of my business—I'm just saying, she's in my bathroom now, trying to clean herself off. She looks like she had a rough time with you."

"Qian Guxi, who gave you permission to let her use your bathroom? Are you tired of living?" A low roar erupted from the other end of the line.

"She seemed completely uncomfortable..."

"Damn it! I'll deal with you later!" Yan Ting angrily hung up.

Qian Guxi stared at his phone, puzzled for a moment. Why was Yan Ting so upset?

Was he worried that Qian Guxi might sneak a peek at his woman?

Ridiculous. He had no such childish intentions. After glancing at the time, Qian Guxi immediately prepared for an upcoming surgery. Before heading to the operating room, he asked a nurse to bring over the clothes he had promised.

Lin Banxia tilted her head back, letting the water cascade over her face and body.

As if the water had sharpened her senses, she began recalling fragments of last night—moments she had thought were lost.

But the one thing that dominated her thoughts, that she couldn't shake, was the man's forceful, domineering strength.

Brutal, painful... as if her wellbeing didn't matter at all.

"Beast!" she muttered under her breath.

Suddenly, the bathroom door was forcibly pushed open.

"Ah...!" Lin Banxia let out a startled scream, instinctively turning her back to the door.

"Who are you? Why are you showering in my uncle's room?" A youthful, girlish voice spoke in shocked surprise. The pretty, childlike face of the intruder had gone completely pale.