My Mysterious Darling Wife (GL) - Chapter 1

In her hazy state, Zhang Yuning felt someone pressed against her, their intoxicating fragrance filling her senses.

She forced her eyes open, but her eyelids felt heavy. Just as she managed to pry them apart, a voice whispered in her ear, Do you want it?

The sultry whisper melted Zhang Yuning’s heart, leaving her feeling weak and pliant in the tight embrace.

She seemed to have lost control, completely immersed in a blissful dream. Though she couldn’t make out the person beside her, she reveled in unparalleled pleasure. In her 28 years, Zhang Yuning had never experienced such a sensation. She had never been in love, and she certainly hadn’t expected her first encounter to be with a woman.

Who was this woman? Her face remained blurry, yet she felt intimately familiar, as if they had known each other in a past life. They were like old friends reunited after a long separation, with no awkwardness or resistance, only profound intimacy.

Could her lifelong singleness be due to her sexual orientation? This was the first time she’d had such a dream, and it felt wonderful, almost addictive.

But… hadn’t she just cracked the Chi Family’s five-layered security door and fallen into a trap?

Wait a minute! The vivid, intimate sensation felt too real to be a dream.

Zhang Yuning jolted awake, sitting up abruptly. She found herself in a spacious, transparent bedroom—more like a glass box, really. Through the glass walls, she could see the kitchen, living room, and study in a single, open-concept space. There was even a miniature golf course, and beyond that, a garden stretched into the distance. The sheer luxury was indescribable. There didn’t seem to be any doors the space felt both completely open and utterly enclosed.

This was likely a high-tech house, with countless hidden smart devices monitoring every movement within.

After surveying her surroundings, Zhang Yuning noticed someone huddled by the bed. The woman cowered in the corner, glancing at her timidly. Tear tracks streaked her face, and she clutched her arms across her chest, seemingly stark naked.

Her first thought was that she had actually slept with someone. But upon closer inspection, she recognized the woman as Chi Nian, the heiress of the Chi Family.

Yet just this morning, Zhang Yuning had seen news reports about Chi Nian’s disappearance after a car accident. Even stranger, a month earlier, Zhang Yuning had witnessed a car crash on Pingma Avenue. When she tried to help, she was knocked unconscious. She later learned that the accident victim had been none other than Chi Nian.

It turned out the Chi Family was embroiled in internal strife. Not only had Zhang Yuning meddled in their affairs, but she had also been treated as a mere obstacle and kicked aside. The thought filled her with resentment.

She always sought revenge for wrongs done to her. After being knocked unconscious by the powerful Chi Family, she had initially considered letting it go. However, when news of Miss Chi’s disappearance broke, she realized this was likely a staged drama between the Chi siblings vying for control of the family fortune.

Since she had inadvertently stumbled into this mess, she couldn’t let the opportunity go to waste. With the Chi Family in turmoil, she could seize the chance to investigate on behalf of their rivals—her benefactor, Third Miss Xiao of the Xiao Corporation.

Thus, she dusted off her IT skills and lock-picking tricks, infiltrating the Chi Family’s hidden mansions to gather intelligence. But when she finally breached the impossibly complex mechanism of a secret door, she plummeted into a hidden compartment and lost consciousness.

You… Zhang Yuning began, then hesitated. No matter how bizarre the situation, she maintained her composure.

Having seen the world’s grand stage and possessing an above-average intellect, she understood that talented individuals often possessed unique quirks.

My name is Chi Nian, the woman said, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion yet remarkably calm.

So this was indeed the eldest daughter of the Chi Family.

Chi Nian possessed the classic beauty of an Eastern woman. Her delicate features and ethereal aura evoked a sense of profound vulnerability, as if the entire world owed her something. Her soft, refined features and aloof, otherworldly demeanor radiated the innate nobility of a wealthy family’s daughter.

Her eyes were as black as the night, deep and mysterious like the ocean’s depths. Yet when she looked up, they shone like a starlit night, glimmering with a soft light. Beneath her slender, pale neck, the curve of her collarbones made Zhang Yuning involuntarily recall the times she had buried her face there, inhaling her scent.

The Chi Family had always been high-profile, and Chi Nian was known as the most beautiful woman in Glazed City. Whether her beauty pageant titles were bought or earned, her looks certainly lived up to the title of beauty.

Zhang Yuning had never seen Chi Nian without makeup, always assuming she wore heavy makeup for the cameras. Even online, her photos were heavily filtered. She never imagined Chi Nian would be this stunning in person.

Some beauty needs no embellishment. Chi Nian’s naturally gentle and exquisite face was truly a gift from the heavens.

Though Zhang Yuning had guessed her identity, she still found it unbelievable. Was the person she had just slept with really Chi Nian?

Had she slept with Chi Nian, the heiress of the Chi Family, the wealthiest family on Glazed Island?

Zhang Yuning quickly regained her composure. She remembered the car accident from that day. The driver’s injuries had been severe, requiring extensive surgery, and the head trauma made recovery unlikely. Yet, barely half a month later, Miss Chi was acting as if nothing had happened?

You were in a car accident… are you fully recovered? Zhang Yuning deliberately slowed her speech, trying to confirm what she had seen. It couldn’t have been a dream she had definitely been knocked unconscious.

Chi Nian nodded, her gaze lowered, a faint smile playing on her lips. You all thought I was dead, didn’t you?

The Chi Family has already announced your disappearance publicly. The entire Glazed Island knows you’re missing.

As long as they haven’t declared me dead, that’s good. Being resurrected after death would be terrifying. Chi Nian’s words seemed to carry a deeper meaning. She appeared remarkably composed, whether due to her brush with death or her familiarity with the machinations of the wealthy elite.

When Chi Nian looked at her, her gaze radiated a watery tenderness, tinged with a depth beyond her years. Her noble bearing and refined aura made her seem far older than her 26 years.

Staring into her eyes for too long, one might feel as if the stories hidden within her heart were about to spill forth.

It must be an illusion, Zhang Yuning thought. Chi Nian’s public image was that of a capricious, innocent, and harmless heiress. Where could such stories and depth possibly come from?

Zhang Yuning gazed at her, momentarily lost in thought. Chi Nian’s gaze seemed to possess a strange magic, involuntarily drawing her back to the passion they had shared moments ago.

Do you remember what you did? Chi Nian’s voice suddenly turned sultry, echoing the tone she had used in bed.

Caught in this awkward situation, Zhang Yuning didn’t know what to say. The memory of their dreamlike, adult encounter filled her with shame.

But it really happened… Was it just a spring dream?

I fainted, didn’t I? I don’t remember anything. It felt like a dream, Zhang Yuning replied stiffly.

A dream? Hmm, that makes sense. We’re both adults, so we could say it was consensual. But there’s no privacy here… Chi Nian said slowly, her voice measured. As she spoke, she glanced around nervously, as if checking for surveillance, her movements fluid and practiced.

Yet her eyes remained unchanged. Was that hint of nervousness just an act?

Even the tiniest pinhole cameras leave traces. Zhang Yuning, with her basic IT knowledge and experience designing security systems, could easily detect any hidden devices with a quick check.

Was I drugged? Zhang Yuning asked, her voice tinged with suspicion. There seemed to be no other explanation.

Probably.

Probably?

I don’t know. You touched me first. Why are you asking me? Chi Nian’s tone was reproachful, tinged with a hint of victimhood, as if to say, I’m the one who was taken advantage of. Why am I being suspected?

Zhang Yuning unconsciously rubbed her fingers together, recalling the vividly erotic scene—so clear and real. If the woman in her dream had been Chi Nian, then she was a seasoned seductress, assertive and passionate, certainly not a novice.

Miss Chi… Zhang Yuning began, but Chi Nian suddenly lunged forward, wrapping her arms around Zhang Yuning and trembling slightly. Hold me, she whispered. My brother wants to kill me.

Chi Nian was naked, and Zhang Yuning, still reeling from the drug’s lingering effects, felt her face flush and her heart race. Details from her spring dream flooded her mind Chi Nian’s voice, her movements, her words…

Hold me, Chi Nian repeated, burying her face in Zhang Yuning’s shoulder, her voice thick with unshed tears.

Zhang Yuning gently embraced Chi Nian, but the moment her hand touched Chi Nian’s back, Chi Nian tightened her grip, as if terrified the woman in her arms would vanish.

Zhang Yuning sank into deep thought. She had only intended to peek into the Chi Family’s affairs, yet she felt herself being drawn into their schemes once again.

Who had drugged them, forcing her and Chi Nian into this intimacy?

The Chi Family’s dynamics were relatively straightforward. Chi Nian’s father, Chi Shangqing, was the sole heir to their ancestral business. Under his leadership, the Chi Family’s economic power had soared to the nation’s top tier, with global holdings rivaling those of the Xiao Corporation. The two families had been locked in a decades-long struggle for dominance.

Fearing his daughter wouldn’t be able to manage such a vast business empire and wary of outsiders coveting the family’s wealth and controlling Chi Nian, Chi Shangqing adopted a son named Chi Jing. Two years ago, Chi Shangqing suddenly passed away from a heart attack, leaving the group under the management of the board of directors. Although Chi Nian held the majority shares, her lack of business experience and connections allowed Chi Jing to dominate the company. Driven by ambition, he had been relentlessly trying to oust Chi Nian and seize the entire Chi Family fortune.

Rumor had it that Chi Jing had resorted to any means necessary to suppress his sister, which explained why Chi Nian was always accompanied by bodyguards. While the truth behind these high society intrigues remained uncertain, Chi Nian’s explanation about her brother seemed plausible.

At some point, Chi Nian’s embrace had grown increasingly intimate. Leaning close to Zhang Yuning’s ear, she whispered warmly, I still don’t know your name.

Zhang Yuning’s thoughts were in disarray. She needed to sort things out, but hearing Chi Nian’s gentle voice, she obediently replied, Zhang Yuning. She struggled to keep her mind clear, determined not to be bewitched by the beauty before her.

Xiao Zhang, would you be my bodyguard?

Xiao Zhang? A bodyguard? Zhang Yuning froze for a moment. Chi Nian leaned in close, her lips almost brushing Zhang Yuning’s ear, and whispered, I need your protection. As soon as she finished speaking, she calmly straightened up and began to dress, switching between these two states with effortless ease.

Zhang Yuning wasn’t exactly a remarkable figure, but she was a doctor with some IT skills, proficient in martial arts, and physically agile—more than capable of being a bodyguard. But…

Who was orchestrating this scheme? What ulterior motives lay behind it? Miss Chi was acting strangely, but perhaps Zhang Yuning could turn the tables and use this opportunity to infiltrate the Chi Family on behalf of Third Miss Xiao of the Xiao Corporation.

Why should I be your bodyguard? Zhang Yuning countered defensively, refusing to live in ignorance. She was determined to uncover the truth behind this situation and Chi Nian’s true intentions.

The woman before her was a far cry from the image Zhang Yuning had formed. Or was this even the real Chi Nian?

Chi Nian, who was putting on her bra, paused at Zhang Yuning’s words.

With a gentle smile, she suddenly lunged forward, draping her arms over Zhang Yuning’s shoulders. The bra straps slipped down, revealing glimpses of soft, sensual curves in Zhang Yuning’s peripheral vision.

Zhang Yuning deliberately averted her gaze, turning her head away, only to have her chin caught and her ear pressed against Chi Nian’s warm, moist lips.

You slept with me, Chi Nian whispered, and now you want to run?