The Guide to Rising to Power: The Ultimate Schemes of a Green Tea Beauty

After being together for more than half a year, Xiang Yuchuan felt like he had opened the door to a new world after breaking through that last line of defense.

The villa and this apartment—almost every corner is imprinted with memories of their lovemaking.

He was captivated by Shen Yao's face, a blend of innocence and allure, by her body, which he had personally developed, and even more so by her captivating charm in bed—a charm that was sometimes shy, sometimes bold, and always brought him a sense of novelty.

It was only after meeting Shen Yao that he truly tasted the ultimate flavor of love.

He liked Shen Yao as a person, her intelligence, her occasional quirks, and even her ambitious and strong-willed nature.

Similarly, he was obsessed with her body, and once he tasted it, he couldn't stop.

After a passionate lovemaking session, the two lay embracing on the messy bed, their breaths still ragged.

Xiang Yuchuan stroked Shen Yao's smooth back intermittently:

"By the way, the passport I applied for for you before has all the paperwork done. When I have some free time in a while, I'll take you to the United States for a trip, to relax and let you practice your spoken English."

Shen Yao, who was feeling drowsy, suddenly opened her eyes upon hearing this.

Did you get your passport?

This is indeed good news, as it not only broadens one's horizons but also provides an excellent opportunity for immersive English improvement.

Moreover, this means that Xiang Yuchuan is indeed thinking about her and is willing to invest time and resources in her.

She rolled over, nestled against Xiang Yuchuan's chest, and looked up at him with undisguised joy and anticipation: "Really? That's wonderful! Thank you, Yuchuan!"

Before long, Xiang Yuchuan had indeed arranged everything.

He directly helped Shen Yao apply for leave from school and booked a first-class flight to Los Angeles, USA. He took care of all the visa, itinerary, and accommodation matters perfectly.

On the day of departure, Shen Yao followed Xiang Yuchuan to the international airport.

Looking at the bustling crowds in the terminal, the scrolling international flight information on the huge electronic display screen, and the planes on the tarmac, Shen Yao's heart was pounding and her palms were slightly sweaty.

She's really going to take a plane.

I'm going to fly out of this land and go to that country that symbolizes prosperity and freedom, a place I've only ever seen on TV and in books.

This was her first time on an airplane, and her first step into a wider world.

Overwhelmed by immense excitement and anticipation for the future, she was almost completely consumed by it.

Xiang Yuchuan seemed to sense her nervousness, and, holding her hand tightly, felt the dampness in her palm, and chuckled:

"Look at you, so easily frightened. It's just a plane ride, is it really that big of a deal?"

Despite saying that, he tightened his grip on her hand.

Shen Yao rolled her eyes at him and didn't say anything.

After passing through security, Xiang Yuchuan entered the spacious and comfortable business class waiting area and found a seat to play on his phone.

Shen Yao was still upset, and after drinking some water, she said to Xiang Yuchuan, "I'm going to the restroom."

"Okay, call me if anything comes up." It wasn't anything serious, Xiang Yuchuan replied without even looking up.

Shen Yao walked out of the waiting room alone and followed the signs to find the restroom.

The airport's internal structure was complex, and she had to turn several corners before she found the place.

As she came out of the restroom, she bent down to straighten her skirt as she walked back.

This passageway is relatively secluded, with only a few scattered passengers.

Not far away, a middle-aged man wearing a dark jacket, who looked distinguished but had an anxious expression, was pacing back and forth, as if he had encountered some trouble.

Shen Yao glanced at it but didn't pay much attention and continued walking forward.

Unfortunately, just as she was about to walk past the middle-aged man, something unexpected happened!

Suddenly, a group of uniformed, serious-looking police officers rushed out from around the corner ahead and quickly surrounded the area.

"Don't move!"

Before Shen Yao could react, she felt a tremendous force coming from behind her.

A thick arm suddenly tightened around her neck, and another cold, hard object was pressed against her vulnerable throat.

It was a dagger that gleamed with a cold light!

"Don't come any closer! If she takes another step, I'll kill her!"

A man's frantic and desperate roar came from behind.

The world spun around.

Shen Yao was so frightened that her soul almost left her body, and her blood turned cold!

A tremendous fear gripped her instantly.

She could clearly feel the coldness and pressure of the blade on her neck. If the person behind her exerted even a little force, she would perish!

"Ah!" The surrounding passengers screamed in terror and scattered in all directions.

The armed police officers were hesitant to act, looking at the stunningly beautiful young girl being held hostage by the criminals. They dared not make a move and could only stand by with their guns drawn in a tense standoff.

"Waaaaah, help...help me..."

Shen Yao trembled with fear, tears welling up uncontrollably and sliding down her pale cheeks.

She was genuinely terrified; the fear of having her life directly threatened was far more intense than any scheming or intrigue.

Just then, a deep, somewhat nonchalant yet extremely penetrating male voice came from behind the police ranks.

"Wang Yumin, now that things have come to this, it's pointless to make the same mistake again."

Upon hearing the commotion, the officers automatically parted to the sides, creating a passage.

A tall man walked out unhurriedly.

He was wearing a simple black T-shirt, with his jacket casually draped over his arm. He was very tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

The man was extremely handsome, the kind of handsome that had a touch of roguishness and evil, and he certainly didn't look like a good person; in fact, he had a rather fierce appearance.

She has single eyelids, but her eyes are not small. Her eyebrows and eyes are thick and bold, and she has a high nose bridge with a small mole on it.

He casually toyed with a black pistol in his hand.

The man didn't even glance at the pitiful Shen Yao who was being held hostage; his gaze fell directly on the middle-aged man called "Wang Yumin," and his tone was indifferent.

At the same time, he took out an ID card from his pocket with his other hand, flashed it, and casually displayed it as if he were showing a business card.

"Lu Xiuting, head of the investigation team of the Discipline Inspection Commission."

He introduced himself, the smile on his lips deepening, tinged with mockery. "Wang Yumin, you should be familiar with him, right?"