Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

"Ugh, ugh... not here." Wen Xi's face was burning hot, and she could barely utter a complete sentence.

Her face flushed red as he sucked on her, causing her some pain and a tingling sensation on her tongue.

She stared blankly at the man in front of her, who was greedily sucking her with his eyes closed, unable to believe it was real.

Although this wasn't the first time He Tingchu had kissed her, he was drunk and disoriented last night.

But now?

He was as clear-headed as could be.

Wen Xi held her breath, unable to understand why He Tingchu would do this.

And then he said those suggestive things.

Although the garden path was secluded, it was right next to the girls' dormitory. Even though her lips had been stolen, Wen Xi did not close her eyes. She looked around guiltily.

She couldn't push him away no matter what she did; the man's chest was hard as a rock. Realizing she was struggling in his arms, he pinched her waist rather cruelly.

Wen Xi felt a tingling sensation throughout her body. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and it felt as if the blood in her veins was about to burst forth.

Hold.

Wen Xi bit down without hesitation, the metallic taste of blood seeping in. He Tingchu frowned, slowly opening his erotic eyes.

"Ouch! Mrs. He, you really bit me." He wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his lips with his fingertips.

"You scoundrel, ╭(╯^╰)╮." Wen Xi raised his foot again without any politeness.

He Tingchu jumped up instinctively, and Wen Xi took advantage of his unpreparedness to break free from his embrace and escape with lightning speed.

The man behind her had a faint smile in his eyes, like a gentle, light ripple spreading out.

When Wen Xi returned to the dormitory, she clutched her heaving chest, her breathing completely disordered.

Is He Tingchu crazy? Why did he kiss her?

Was he deliberately trying to mess with her?

He's sick, he's sick!

Wen Xi turned on the tap, scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it on his burning cheeks, finally calming his mind down.

She really wanted to call him and confront him, but after thinking about it, she gave up. Wouldn't that be falling into his trap?

Absolutely not.

My phone flashed a few times; a message had come in.

He Da Meiren: [Do you remember your promise?]

The day Wen Xi added her as a friend, the phrase that came to mind was Grandma He's words - "He, the great beauty."

So she gave this nickname to her friend.

Wen Xi was completely confused.

【? 】

The Great Beauty He: [Do as you please.]

Wen Xi almost blurted out when she saw those four words. When did she say that?

She never said it, but she had thought about it in her heart: Did he have some kind of third eye?

When did I say that?

[You gave me a meaningful look on the court.]

Did you record an audio recording or take a screenshot?

"...Then I'll call your teacher now."

...

He truly is a cunning fox, with profound skills.

【…No, I promise you.】 Wen Xi immediately opened the recording and sent it.

[Wen Qiqi, now speak—do as you please.] He persisted relentlessly.

...

【Hmm, do whatever you want with me.】So this is what it feels like to have your braid held in someone's hand.

[Now we have a recording.]

Wen Xi had a lot to say.

She was still quite angry, and with nowhere to vent her rage, she caught a glimpse of the large piece of pork on the sink out of the corner of her eye, and a faint glint of cold light flashed in her eyes.

Right now, she urgently needs to calm her mind, and her method of calming her mind is rather unique: she goes under the knife.

She put on medical gloves, stood silently by the sink, and after completing a series of sacred procedures, she grasped the scalpel and made a swift, precise cut.

Under the bright incandescent light, her movements were fluid and efficient, emphasizing a crisp and clean style.

She disagrees with anyone who says her knife skills are bad; she just thinks her stitching is ugly.

The human skeleton that had just been moved back stood beside the pool. She would occasionally study the skeleton, then start handling the pork cutlet, her back view cold and aloof.

A gentle night breeze stirred the sheer curtains above the washbasin, casting her silhouette indistinctly on them. The dormitory building was designed with connecting corridors.

The girl brushing her teeth across from me looked up and saw this horrifying scene; a piercing scream echoed throughout the dormitory building.

"Oh no, there's been a murder in the dorm across the street!"

Wen Xi was still immersed in her own quiet little world. To enhance the immersive experience, she even played some music. She was completely unaware that the world outside had changed.

She continued what she was doing until a rapid knocking on the door interrupted her little world.

Wen Xi flung open the dormitory door. She was holding a blood-stained scalpel, wearing a plastic jacket and medical gloves, with streaks of blood on her cheeks and hair, confirming that this was indeed the suspected crime scene.

"Don't move! Put down the weapon! You're under arrest!"

The SWAT team rushed in, their cold gun barrels pointed at her temples, their arms locked around her throat.

The pistol's wrench made a "click, click" sound.

Wen Xi was stunned, looking completely bewildered. The scalpel in his hand fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

Several heads had already peeked out of the dormitory building; they were all onlookers, eager for a good show.

"Boss, boss, the criminal has been apprehended." The SWAT officer reported the situation into an invisible wireless earpiece.

"The culprit has been caught!" After confirming her arrest, the girls rushed out of the dormitory. Several police cars were parked downstairs, and sirens blared.

Cold handcuffs bound her slender white wrists from behind.

The dormitory ceiling light was turned on, but to create a certain atmosphere, Wen Xi didn't turn on the main lights, only the small light on the balcony.

The special police searched the dormitory, which stretched as far as the eye could see, and found nothing except for a piece of pork lying scattered on the sink.

The pork was covered in wounds, with several centipede-like scars that looked gruesome, but no victims were found.

"What are you doing?" the SWAT officer shouted sternly.

Wen Xi's body trembled slightly, and his voice was barely audible.

"I was chopping pork, officer... what did I do wrong?"

Gu Lianyu and He Tingchu were having lunch near the school when Gu Lianyu received an urgent call from the college, asking him to go to the girls' dormitory immediately to find out what was going on.

"I'm not eating anymore, I have to go now, something happened to my student." Gu Lianyu put down the phone and changed into his coat.

"Who's in trouble?" He Tingchu smacked his lips a few times.

"Wen Xi, the girl you bullied this afternoon, give me a ride." Before the words were even finished, He Tingchu had already strode out of the restaurant.

He Tingchu was driving that day, and Gu Lianyu quickly followed.

The man in the driver's seat had a grim expression. He slammed on the gas, and the car sped off.

"Slow down... Ah, my heart." Gu Lianyu was terrified and gripped the handrail tightly.

He wasn't actually in such a hurry to be reincarnated.

A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of the girls' dormitory. There were a number of police cars parked there with sirens blaring, and a group of students had gathered outside the police cordon to watch the show.

There was a buzz of discussion among the crowd.

"What's wrong?"

"They say someone died in the girls' dormitory."

"No way?"

"It's true, they say the murderer was caught while he was dismembering the body."

...

He Tingchu's face turned deathly pale as he broke through the security cordon and went inside.

"Wait... why are you more anxious than me? I'm not your student. It's like the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is."

After the two identified themselves to the staff maintaining order at the scene, they were allowed to enter.

He Tingchu took three steps at a time and arrived at the dormitory with practiced ease, by which time the situation was already clear.

Wen Xi's hands were pressed against the cold handcuffs; the police were taking his statement, and school leaders had also arrived.

She wore a pure white cotton dress, and her fair face still had traces of blood on it. Under the light, she looked like a piece of beautiful jade with a faint blush of blood.

Seeing that Wen Xi was safe and sound, He Tingchu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you handcuffing her?" He Tingchu pushed through the crowd and questioned sharply, his dark eyes surging with malice.

The police officers exchanged glances, puzzled.

"This is the crime scene. All bystanders, get out!" the police officer shouted.

"Officer, it's all a misunderstanding. I'm sorry for the trouble. I'm her mentor, and this is my student. She's a simple-minded person who's obsessed with surgery. It's also my fault. I told her to practice her scalpel skills and suturing more often, but I didn't expect her to start practicing in her dorm. Wen Xi, hurry up and apologize." Gu Lianyu quickly stepped forward and patiently explained.

He was also surprised that He Tingchu suddenly got so angry.

"Teacher, I've already apologized," Wen Xi replied hastily.

"What did you do wrong?" Gu Lianyu frowned and pressed, adopting the demeanor of a teacher.

He desperately tried to make eye contact with Wen Xi.

"I shouldn't have bought pork to cut. I was wrong, teacher." Wen Xi's apology was fairly sincere.