Mistaken Identity in the Rain

On a rainy night, Zhou Mu slipped into a mansion, never expecting to run into the lady of the house fast asleep in the bedroom. A single word—"darling"—in the pitch-black darkness froze him in place, and before he knew it, Lin Shuang, still groggy with drink, was pulling him into bed. He was supposed to grab what he came for and leave, but the moment her hand closed around his wrist, something made him let it stay. Lin Shuang's husband was away for months on end, and tonight, for the first time, warmth returned to the empty mansion. What Zhou Mu didn't know was that by staying, there would be no leaving for him anymore.