After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

Xia Wanying's face instantly froze. She was about to explode.

Zhu Xun Chuan suddenly reached out and pressed down on her shoulder.

"Don't rush." ​​Zhu Xun Chuan's voice was calm, without a trace of anger.

He strode up to Young Master Zhao, standing less than half a meter away. The two were of similar height, but Zhu Xun Chuan's relaxed demeanor gave him a commanding presence.

"This is Young Master Zhao, right?" Zhu Xun Chuan's gaze swept over the golf club in his hand. "This club of yours is a limited edition TaylorMade, with a carbon fiber shaft and a titanium alloy head. A set of these would cost at least a million or two."

Young Master Zhao raised his chin and sneered, "You caddie do have some sense. What, want to touch it?"

Zhu Xunchuan smiled.

He didn't reply, but turned and walked to Xia Wanying's golf bag. He didn't pick up a club, but casually pulled out a very ordinary 7-iron.

He walked to the teeing table.

There was no stance, no wind speed measurement, and not even a single aiming motion.

He gripped the bottom of the cue stick with one hand, as if holding a fire poker, and looked at Young Master Zhao.

"Your pole is quite expensive." Zhu Xun Chuan suddenly flicked his wrist.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of something cutting through the air rang out.

The 7-iron left a sharp afterimage in mid-air and accurately struck the golf ball on the grass.

The white ball, like a bullet fired from a gun, flew at breakneck speed, skimming the grass. It traced an extremely strange low arc in the air, passing over the sandpit and the pool of water.

"when!"

A crisp sound of impact came from the green 150 yards away.

The golf ball hit the flagstick and fell straight into the hole.

Hollowed out into the hole. One pole into the hole.

The entire first green was deathly silent. The only sound was the rustling of the breeze through the grass.

Xia Wanying stared wide-eyed at her amber eyes, her mouth slightly agape, her face filled with disbelief.

Young Master Zhao's smile froze completely. He was an expert at golf, too. 150 yards, one-handed, blind shot, hitting an eagle with a 7-iron? Was that even a human being capable of?

Zhu Xun Chuan casually tossed the golf club back into the caddie's arms and dusted off his hands.

He walked back to Young Master Zhao, his eyes cold and his tone indifferent.

"No matter how expensive the club is, it's just a piece of scrap metal if you can't hole it." Zhu Xun Chuan looked at him. "If your mouth is as bad as your golf skills, I suggest you shut up. Otherwise, you'll stink up my girlfriend."

These words were like a resounding slap across Young Master Zhao's face.

Young Master Zhao's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red. When had he, the dignified young master of the Zhao family in the capital, ever been so humiliated in front of everyone by a poor boy wearing cheap clothes worth two hundred yuan?

"Who the hell do you think you are! How dare you lecture me!" Young Master Zhao, enraged, slammed his golf club to the ground.

He pointed at Zhu Xunchuan's nose, then turned and yelled at the security booth in the distance.

"Manager Liu! Where have you been?! Bring your men here!"

A team of security personnel in black uniforms quickly ran over. The security supervisor in charge was covered in sweat.

Young Master Zhao pointed at Zhu Xun Chuan, shouting angrily, "Get this idiot pretty boy out of here! Do you know who my father is? How dare he act tough in front of me!"

Manager Liu, accompanied by six burly security guards carrying rubber batons, strode briskly across the lawn. This display of force was particularly conspicuous in the supposedly elegant golf club.

"Young Master Zhao, what happened?" Manager Liu wiped his sweat and stared at Zhu Xun Chuan with an unfriendly look.

Young Master Zhao pointed at Zhu Xun Chuan, his fleshy face trembling with rage: "This brat is causing trouble here and even insulting the club's shareholders. Manager Liu, are you just paying for security for nothing? Break his legs! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

Manager Liu glanced at Zhu Xunchuan.

A faded white T-shirt, ordinary casual pants, and apart from that ridiculously handsome face, his whole body screamed "just another passerby."

"Sir, please cooperate and come with us," Manager Liu said coldly, his right hand already reaching for the walkie-talkie at his waist.

Zhu Xun Chuan didn't move. He even had the leisure to glance down at the grass stains on his sneakers, casually saying, "Young Master Zhao, this club is invested in by your father, not owned by him. Are you sure you want to pull this stunt in public?"

"I'm the rule!" Young Master Zhao sneered. "Here, if I tell you to kneel, you can't stand!"

Security personnel had already formed a semi-circle around them.

Xia Wanying, who had been standing half a step behind Zhu Xunchuan, slowly took off her sunglasses.

Her amber eyes had lost the moisture they held when she was with Zhu Xunchuan; instead, they held a deathly stillness that seemed to freeze the air. She stepped forward, blocking Zhu Xunchuan's path.

That section of "absolute territory," defined by white socks, swayed in the sunlight, yet carried an air of unapproachable majesty.

"You want him to kneel?" Xia Wanying's voice wasn't loud, but it made the security personnel who were about to take action instinctively stop in their tracks.

Young Master Zhao sneered, "Xia Wanying, I advise you not to interfere. It's not worth turning against the Zhao family for a pretty boy. Your family is indeed powerful in the capital, but in the capital, having more friends means having more options!"

"Don't go against the Zhao family for a pretty boy; it's a foolish and thankless task!"

Xia Wanying ignored his shouts, took out a custom-made phone from her Chanel handbag, and quickly swiped her finger across the screen.

"Uncle Wang."

When the call connected, Xia Wanying's tone was as calm as if she were asking about the afternoon tea menu: "You have five minutes. First, I want to acquire this 'Royal Golf Club' in its entirety. Second, kick out Zhao's Trading, which originally held a 15% stake, and forcibly repurchase it at three times the premium; send the contract to their legal department. Third, cut off the supply chain between Zhao's Trading and all infrastructure projects under the Xia family's name."

The young master Zhao on the other side was stunned, then burst into arrogant laughter.

"Full takeover? Kick me out? Xia Wanying, have you been playing too much golf and it's made your brain round? Do you even know how much this club is worth? My dad is the second largest shareholder, what gives you the right to...?"

Supervisor Liu and the surrounding security guards also looked suspicious. In their opinion, this unbelievably beautiful girl had probably watched too many dramas about wealthy families.

Xia Wanying didn't speak, but just looked down at the Patek Philippe on her wrist.

Zhu Xun Chuan stood behind her, wrapped his arms around Xia Wan Ying's slender waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and smelled the cool fragrance of white tea.

"Wan Ying, isn't it a waste to use so many resources for this kind of thing?" Zhu Xun Chuan asked with a low voice, biting her earlobe.

Xia Wanying shrank back slightly at his touch, her queenly aura almost crumbling. She snuggled closer to Zhu Xun Chuan, her voice sweet and innocent: "It wasn't a loss. Just now, his eyes were staring up my skirt, and he even wanted to dismember your legs. If someone like that doesn't go bankrupt, I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Zhu Xun Chuan clicked his tongue inwardly. This wasn't a sweet strawberry; it was clearly a thorny black mamba.

Time passed second by second.

Fourth minute.

Young Master Zhao's phone started vibrating wildly in his pocket.

He initially dismissed it, but when he saw the word "Dad" on the caller ID, his heart sank inexplicably.

The moment the call connected, even without speakerphone, the people on the tee table could hear the hysterical roar from the other end.

"Zhao Xiaogang! You beast, who have you messed with?! Within three minutes, our entire supply chain has been cut off! The Xia family just initiated a forced buyback clause, and the bank is pressing for repayment! Our legal team says that if we don't sign the contract, the Xia family will file a malicious lawsuit to ruin us! You spendthrift, kneel down and beg for mercy! Do you hear me?!"

In less than ten seconds, Young Master Zhao's face changed from liver color to deathly white, and finally to ashen.