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

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. The woman held in his arms trembled uncontrollably upon hearing this.

She gripped Zhu Xun Chuan's trench coat collar tightly with both hands, looking like a frightened kitten, burying her face completely in his broad chest, not daring to look up and meet Qu Fei Yan's gaze.

Zhu Xun Chuan lowered his brows. His deep gaze swept over the profile of the woman in his arms.

He didn't ask any questions in the dirty, muddy ground; he trusted that Pei Yanyu wouldn't harm him.

He bent down, slipped his arms under her knees, and lifted her up in his arms.

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

Zhu Xun Chuan carried her and strode towards the bulletproof Maybach. He opened the car door and placed the woman in the passenger seat.

He got into the driver's seat and turned the car's heater up to maximum. The roar of the engine tore through the night as the vehicle drove away from this place of trouble.

The carriage was silent. The woman, wrapped in Zhu Xunchuan's bulletproof trench coat, huddled in the corner of the seat, tears streaming down her face, yet she dared not make a sound.

Half an hour later, at the China World Trade Center's large-scale apartment.

The dazzling crystal chandelier illuminated the spacious living room as bright as day.

At this moment, the area with the genuine leather sofas had become a trial court for three people.

Xia Wanying, dressed in a burgundy silk robe, sat in the main seat with her long legs crossed.

Jiang Yao leaned against the bar, casually twirling a butterfly knife in her hand. Gu Qinghan sat on a single sofa, holding a cup of black coffee, his gaze cold and aloof. Su Mucheng stood nervously to the side, biting her lip.

Zhu Xun Chuan walked over with a cup of hot milk and put it in the woman's hand.

The woman was wearing a loose-fitting white men's shirt and holding a glass in both hands.

The steam from the heat blurred her features, giving her a pitiful appearance, a stark contrast to her usual powerful and charismatic Grand Slam Best Actress persona.

Qu Feiyan stood with her hands on her hips in front of the coffee table, staring at the woman on the sofa as she confronted her.

"Stop playing the victim." Qu Feiyan raised her chin slightly, her tone firm. "That woman Pei Yanyu has been fighting with me since we were kids. She's a notorious scorpion in Miao territory. She has a very faint natal Gu mark behind her right ear, you don't."

The woman on the sofa froze again. Ripples spread across the milk in the glass.

The women were astonished! Qu Feiyan actually knew Pei Yanyu? Even Zhu Xun Chuan was somewhat surprised; the two were actually old acquaintances?

Qu Feiyan leaned closer, pressing her advantage: "Who exactly are you? Are you her sister? Is the one in the Pei family now her sister?"

The room was filled with a strange mixture of the scent of milk and the tense atmosphere between the women. All eyes were fixed on the trembling woman.

Holding the milk glass, tears finally welled up in the woman's eyes. She looked up, revealing a face that was identical to that of the movie star, yet noticeably softer and more delicate.

"Yes...I...I'm Yanyu's younger sister." She sniffed, her voice weak. "My name is Pei Yanrou. I'm her twin sister."

These words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake. The women in the large apartment exchanged bewildered glances.

Qu Feiyan was absolutely right!

Pei Yanrou put down her water glass, wiped away her tears, and continued to confess: "Two years ago, the old patriarch suddenly passed away. The Pei family was thrown into turmoil in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. In order to stabilize the situation, my sister had no choice but to rush back to take over the position of patriarch. However, in the entertainment industry, Guangying Media was under pressure from the Zhao family and could not afford to lose its top-tier status."

She looked up at Zhu Xun Chuan, her eyes full of dependence: "These past few years, it's been me who's been showing my face in public and being forced to go overseas... it's always been me."

The truth has come out. No wonder the previous Best Actress was sometimes extremely humble and ingratiating, and sometimes arrogant and aloof.

Gu Qinghan adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. His keen intuition instantly pinpointed the most crucial blind spot in the entire incident.

"Since you two switched identities two years ago," Gu Qinghan said calmly and slowly, "then, two years ago, who was the online lover who formed a romantic relationship with Brother Chuan in the game and chatted with him until midnight every night—was she the older sister or the younger sister?"

Upon hearing this, the temperature in the living room seemed to plummet to freezing.

Xia Wanying's hand, which had been holding a wine glass, froze in mid-air. Jiang Yao's butterfly knife snapped shut with a "click." Qu Feiyan was also stunned.

All eyes turned back to Pei Yanrou.

Pei Yanrou's cheeks visibly flushed red. The blush spread to her ears and slender neck. She lowered her head, her ten fingers nervously twisting together, her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.

"At the time... my sister was filming on set and was very busy, so she didn't have time to play the game." Pei Yanrou swallowed. "We... always shared the same QQ account... to talk to him."

"Actually, I secretly used my sister's QQ account at first, and she didn't know at first."

The air was silent for a full three seconds.

"Sharing the same account?" Jiang Yao laughed angrily, slamming her butterfly knife heavily on the marble bar counter. "Zhu Xun Chuan, you're quite the ladies' man. Dating comes with a buy-one-get-one-free deal?"

Xia Wanying took a sip of red wine, her phoenix eyes gleaming with a dangerous glint. She let out a cold, alluring laugh: "No wonder you were able to handle three games so effortlessly back then. Our Brother Chuan's fishpond is deeper than we imagined."

Su Mucheng pouted and muttered softly, "So it wasn't just one person who stole my brother Chuan, it was two people."

Faced with the onslaught of several stunning women, Zhu Xun Chuan rubbed his temples. He strode over to the sofa, looking down at Pei Yan Rou.

Pei Yanrou huddled in the corner of the sofa, her smooth legs peeking out from under her white shirt. Her delicate and timid appearance contrasted sharply with Qu Feiyan's wildness in her tactical leather jacket.

Zhu Xun Chuan reached out his hand. His warm fingertips gently lifted her chin.

This face does indeed perfectly match the actress I remember. But the natural charm and softness in her eyes and brows cannot be faked.

He wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

"So," Zhu Xun Chuan leaned down, his nose almost touching her cheek, his deep voice carrying a hint of teasing, "the one who's aloof and throws tantrums at me on set during the day is my sister, but the one who's snuggling in bed at night, calling me 'husband.' You two sisters, you're quite the ladies' man, aren't you?"

This blunt and explicit statement directly pierced through the last layer of pretense.

Pei Yanrou blushed and felt her whole body burning. Forgetting everything else, she threw herself into Zhu Xun Chuan's arms. She clung tightly to his waist, pressing her burning cheeks against his firm abdomen.

"Brother Chuan, please don't make fun of me." Pei Yanrou's voice was so soft it was almost dripping with water. "We didn't know it would turn out like this."

This extreme display of dependence and coquetry completely overturned the jealousy in the large apartment.

"Get off me." Qu Feiyan walked over and grabbed Pei Yanrou's arm. "Don't think you can take advantage of him just because you look the same. He's still infected, so don't try to get close to him."

Gu Qinghan stood up with a cold face and straightened the hem of her business suit skirt: "Since everyone is alright, we'll skip the statement tonight. I'm going to rest now."

Xia Wanying put down her wine glass and walked towards the master bedroom in her high heels: "I still have to deal with those stubborn old men's acquisition case tomorrow. You sisters can settle your own messy accounts slowly."

Although the women were jealous, they knew their limits and each found an excuse to leave, leaving the two of them alone.

Once the hall was completely quiet, Pei Yanrou slowly lifted her head from Zhu Xun Chuan's embrace.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes filled with tears. She gripped Zhu Xun Chuan's wrist tightly with her other hand.

"Brother Chuan," Pei Yanrou said, her voice filled with barely concealed anxiety and pleading, "The Qu family is ruthless. They suffered such a huge loss tonight, they definitely won't let this go."

Her eyes were filled with deep despair as she looked up at the man before her.

"My sister is now the head of the Pei family. The Qu family will definitely retaliate against the Pei family. My sister is already surrounded by enemies on all sides in the Ten Thousand Mountains... Please, save her!"