The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

Su Shen's eyelashes trembled violently. As that excessively beautiful face drew closer, their warm breaths mingled, and his heart, which had been numb in the darkness for so long, began to pound wildly.

Everything around him seemed to be woven into a dense net, trapping him tightly in the dimly lit room.

His fingers, hidden under his knees, unconsciously clenched the fabric. He was a little shy, yet filled with an expectation he himself was unaware of, and obediently closed his eyes.

If it's something Song Yunxi wants, he'd be happy to oblige.

However, the expected contact did not occur.

A crisp click of a clasp popped open beside my ear, followed by a slight coolness on my left earlobe, which was then enveloped by the warmth of another person's body.

Su Shen lifted her eyelashes and opened her eyes, somewhat bewildered.

Song Yunqi straightened up, creating a distance between them that was not too close.

His fingertips were bare, while the obsidian earring that was originally worn on his left ear was now firmly attached to Su Shen's earlobe.

The meticulously polished ore shimmered with a dim luster under the pink wall lamp, contrasting beautifully with the boy's pale skin, creating a breathtakingly gorgeous effect.

"It contains high-precision miniature audio and video recording components."

Song Yunqi withdrew her hand, resting one hand on the armrest of the sofa, her expression returning to its usual calm and businesslike demeanor.

"The pattern on the side is a hidden touch switch; double-tap it and the nano-lens at the top will activate."

"The miniature battery inside is enough to support 24 hours of continuous shooting. The data will be uploaded to my encrypted cloud in real time via the built-in satellite signal, so you don't need to keep a physical copy."

Su Shen raised her right hand, her fingertips trembling as she touched the slightly warm earring. The metal clasp inside was securely fastened into her flesh.

"Su Shen, obtaining evidence is important, but remember one thing clearly."

Song Yunxi's tone suddenly turned serious, her phoenix eyes locking onto the boy's gaze, the seriousness within them leaving no room for doubt:

"In the Pink Mansion, nothing is more important than your life."

"If any staff member shows any signs of suspicion, immediately remove the earring and flush it down the toilet, or destroy it completely."

"If you're forced to, you can confess to them that I ordered it, and throw all the dirty water on me. The Lu family can't touch me until they completely break off relations."

As Su Shen listened to this unreserved protection, he felt the obsidian earrings radiating a scalding heat that warmed his entire body.

"I will be heading back to Beijing tomorrow."

Song Yunqi stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the mirage streets swallowed by the night. Her voice was slightly shaky:

"My future plans are all over there, and I probably won't be setting foot here again anytime soon."

He turned around and gave the man, who was standing there in a daze, a gentle smile.

"I hope that the next time we meet, it will be under the sunshine outside."

Song Yunqi walked back to the table, her slender fingers tapping lightly on the mahogany surface, like an elder teasing and expressing expectations to a younger person:

"When the time comes, go back to school and catch up on your studies. After graduation, submit your resume directly to the general office of the Song Group."

"The company is short-staffed right now, and top students from Ocean University are in high demand. I need to take this opportunity to recruit some people."

Su Shen nodded vigorously, his throat feeling like it was stuffed with a wet cotton ball, so sore that he couldn't make a complete sound.

He knew better than anyone else that the prestigious Song Group, as one of the top listed companies in the country, could not possibly lack employees.

Every year during the campus recruitment season, the headquarters' HR inbox is flooded with resumes from prestigious universities at home and abroad, making the competition so fierce that it's like thousands of soldiers crossing a single-plank bridge.

These words were nothing more than a straw offered by this gentle ruler to someone in the abyss, a straw to keep him alive.

"Okay...Mr. Song, I will definitely go."

"Just don't refuse to accept it..."

Su Shen forced an awkward smile, took a deep breath, and suppressed the bitterness surging in his chest.

Because Song Yunqi only comes at night, she still has to entertain guests during the day.

He raised his hand, clumsily but earnestly straightening his crooked collar to cover the red marks on his collarbone, as if he wanted to show the other person his cleanest appearance.

Song Yunxi watched his actions, said nothing more, turned around and went into the bathroom to wash up as usual, preparing to rest.

Standing still, Su Shen stared intently at the obsidian on his left ear, which shimmered with a faint, eerie light, using the reflection in the full-length mirror.

At that moment, the cowardice and confusion in his eyes completely disappeared, replaced by an almost stubborn tenacity.

He wanted to live, he wanted to help this man, and smash this hell to pieces.

Soon, the sound of soft water could be heard from the bathroom.

Su Shen walked to the door and turned off the overhead light, leaving only a dim wall lamp in the entryway.

He leaned against the wall, looking in the direction of the sound of water. Because the Pink Mansion had a sensual atmosphere, the bathroom door was a semi-transparent frosted glass door, through which he could vaguely see the young man's superior waist and silhouette.

He's so beautiful, I don't think anyone could resist loving him.

Heat seeped out through the gaps in the frosted glass and floated under the wall lamp.

The sound of water gradually subsided.

When the bathroom door was opened, a strong, humid heat wafted out.

Song Yunxi walked out with only a white bath towel around her waist and her upper body bare, water droplets still clinging to the tips of her hair, which cascaded down her collarbone and onto her chest.

He picked up the phone from the table and realized that there were several missed calls, which even Su Shen hadn't heard because it was on silent.

The screen displayed the three characters "Shen Chonglu," and a video call request was stubbornly popping up.

Song Yunqi frowned slightly and glanced at Su Shen standing by the bed.

He put his left index finger to his lips, gesturing for the other person to be quiet.

Actually, it's not convenient to have outsiders present when video chatting with Shen Chonglu.

But the suite was only so big, and nowhere else felt right, so he decided not to deliberately avoid Su Shen. He swiped his thumb across the screen and directly connected to the video call.

A young and aggressively handsome face immediately appeared in the chat box.

Shen Chonglu had clearly finished washing up; wearing a bathrobe, he leaned against the headboard, pulling at his collar and laughing unabashedly at the camera.

"Yunqi, did you miss me? What were you doing just now? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Song Yunxi leaned her phone against the tea tray on the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, grabbing a towel to dry her half-long, damp hair. Her voice was devoid of much emotion.

"I'm taking a shower. Get to the point, I'm about to go to sleep."

"Wait, why are you being so cold today?"

Shen Chonglu grumbled on the other end of the line, his eyes glazed over, his voice hoarse and slurred, unheard by others.

"Could you move the camera down a bit? I want to see you."

"Or just loosen the towel a little, just a little, how about giving me a treat? I haven't touched you in ages, let me have a little fun."

The shameless words echoed unrestrainedly and without any concealment in the quiet room.