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

Zhu Xun Chuan, with one hand in his casual pants pocket, strode across the warning line marked "Film Crew Area".

Two security personnel from the film crew who were guarding the perimeter immediately stepped forward to stop them.

"What are you doing here? The film set is completely closed off; unauthorized personnel are not welcome..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Xun Chuan turned his head slightly.

His gaze swept across the faces of the two security guards. His eyes held no emotion, only an extreme indifference that came from aloofness, as if he regarded all living beings as worthless weeds.

The two security guards met those eyes and felt an invisible pressure descend upon them, their knees instantly buckling. The words caught in their throats, and they instinctively stepped aside, making way for a wide passage.

Lin Yuan climbed out of the passenger seat, carrying several shopping bags with the Brunello Cucinelli logo. Looking at Zhu Xun Chuan, who exuded an imposing aura, he unconsciously puffed out his chest and strode with the arrogant gait of a royal steward.

In the center of the film set.

The once beautiful peach blossom grove was now a mess. Artificial branches lay broken on the ground, and pink petals were mixed with soil.

Wang Jianye sported a receding hairline, had a belly as big as a ball, and held a thick cigar between his fingers.

"Stop pretending to be an innocent maiden!" Wang Jianye spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, pointed ahead and cursed, "Don't you know your status means you can't date? And you're holding on so tightly, the photos are all over the internet! You've ruined my project, and I'm only letting you go to the yacht tonight for a couple of drinks to apologize, that's doing you a favor!"

Her hair was disheveled, and a silver hairpin lay to the side. She bit her lower lip hard, drawing blood, her eyes were red, but her gaze was extremely stubborn.

Assistant Sister Song spread her arms wide to shield him, bowing with a fawning smile and sweat dripping down her face: "Mr. Wang, Mu Cheng is still young and doesn't understand things. Please forgive her; our studio will sell everything we own to pay the breach of contract penalty..."

"Get out of my way! I've already been very lenient with Sister Xie, otherwise I'd make you pay up!" Wang Jianye impatiently shoved Sister Song aside, his fat hand grabbing directly at Su Mucheng's bare shoulder. "You're going today whether you like it or not!"

Sister Song couldn't stop her, and Sister Xie, the big sister, wasn't around. Su Mucheng closed her eyes in despair.

The expected touch did not occur.

A large, bony hand suddenly appeared and gripped Wang Jianye's fat wrist tightly.

Without any unnecessary words, he swiftly bent the large hand downwards.

The cracking sound of dislocated bones was extremely jarring in the quiet film set.

Wang Jianye let out a shrill scream, his fat face contorted instantly, and he knelt down directly in front of Su Mucheng, propelled by the overwhelming force.

Zhu Xunchuan let go of his hand.

He took a pure white handkerchief from the pocket of his cashmere sweater, slowly wiped the fingertips that had just touched Wang Jianye, and then lightly tossed the handkerchief onto Wang Jianye's pale face.

The four bodyguards in black suits then realized what was happening and were about to rush forward.

Zhu Xunchuan looked up.

His cold, sharp gaze swept across like a blade.

The combined effect of the perfect aura and the muscle pressure from the basic physical enhancement potion caused the four bodyguards, who were seasoned nightclub regulars, to stop in their tracks. A chill ran down their spines, and none of them dared to take a step forward.

The entire film set was deathly silent.

Zhu Xunchuan ignored everyone.

He took off his space gray lambskin jacket, worth over ten thousand yuan, and gently wrapped it around Su Mucheng's trembling body.

The jacket still carried the man's body heat and a pleasant, light fragrance.

Su Mucheng opened her eyes.

In her line of sight was that profile of the face she had longed for for a whole year.

Her defenses, which she had held so firmly until now, crumbled instantly. All that pride of being a top idol, all that dignity of being the nation's first love—to hell with it all.

She rushed forward without hesitation, wrapping her arms tightly around Zhu Xun Chuan's waist and burying her face deep in his expensive cashmere sweater.

"Brother Chuan..."

Suppressed sobs burst forth, and scalding tears quickly soaked the precious cashmere fabric.

Zhu Xun Chuan knelt on one knee, his large hand supporting the back of her head, his fingers running through her disheveled long hair, gently stroking her back.

"I'm late." He spoke in a low voice, with a unique warmth and affection.

Su Mucheng shook her head desperately. Her chest heaved violently, and she went limp, pressing herself tightly against Zhu Xunchuan's strong chest, greedily absorbing the ultimate sense of security this man brought her.

"They bullied me... My album is going to be canceled, and they even made me go drinking with them..." She said with a thick nasal voice, sounding extremely aggrieved.

Zhu Xunchuan paused in his movements.

He looked up and glanced at the fallen flowers scattered on the ground and the crowd around him.

"It's better not to be a celebrity." Zhu Xun Chuan suddenly tightened his arms, pulling her into his embrace, his chin resting on the top of her head. "I'll take care of you from now on. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll beat them to a pulp."

This unreasonable and domineering protectiveness made Su Mucheng feel weak all over, even her toes curled up. She felt that as long as this man was there, even if the sky fell, his shoulders would hold it firmly.

Just as the two embraced tightly.

Wang Jianye, clutching his dislocated wrist, shakily stood up with the help of his bodyguard.

He was sweating profusely from the pain, and his already ugly face became even more grotesque.

"Where the hell did you come from, you brat?!" Wang Jianye gritted his teeth, pointing at Zhu Xunchuan and cursing, "You've come here to play the hero and save the damsel in distress? Daring to meddle in the affairs of Xinghui Entertainment, you should at least ask around in Kyoto about my name, Wang Jianye!"

Zhu Xunchuan relaxed his embrace of Su Mucheng.

He stood up and steadily shielded the girl behind him.

Gone was the gentleness he had shown towards Su Mucheng; Zhu Xun Chuan's face instantly turned icy.

He put his hands back in his pockets and looked down at Wang Jianye.

"Star Glory Entertainment?" Zhu Xun Chuan's lips curled into a mocking smile, his tone nonchalant. "Never heard of it. What kind of third-rate, makeshift operation is it?"

Xinghui Entertainment is a well-known company and is one of Su Mucheng's main sponsors.

Wang Jianye was thoroughly enraged by this disdain.

He has always held the power of life and death over various female celebrities, when has he ever been ignored like this?

He stared intently at Zhu Xun Chuan's outfit, which was of unknown brand but clearly expensive, and concluded that he was just an arrogant rich kid.

"You little brat, barely out of your teens, dare to steal my thunder just because you're wearing a nice coat!" Wang Jianye spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. "This little bitch has no professional ethics, messing around with other men and women outside, causing my entire project to come to a standstill! I made her go to the yacht for a couple of drinks to apologize, that's giving her face!"

Zhu Xun Chuan's eyes turned completely cold.

He took a step forward.

The overwhelming sense of oppression forced Wang Jianye to involuntarily take a half step back.

"Just now, you tried to touch her with that hand?" Zhu Xun Chuan asked softly.

"So what if I got involved!" Wang Jianye roared, bluffing. "This music video is a key project! I definitely need to get out before its reputation is ruined. I'm withdrawing all my investment!"

Zhu Xun Chuan interrupted him.

"With your paltry investment, you dare to yell at my girl?"

Then a powerful slap landed directly on Wang Jianye's face.

Wang Jianye's sudden slap infuriated him, causing him to laugh in exasperation. His face contorted with rage: "Fine! What a big mouth you have! If you want to stand up for her, then show me some real money!"

He suddenly stretched out his intact left hand, gestured a number, and looked extremely provocative.

"This music video is short ten million in funding! If you can come up with it right now, I'll kneel down and call you grandpa, then get out of here with my men!" Wang Jianye sneered. "If you can't come up with it, neither of you will leave this set today!"