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

"There's too much resistance from the authorities." Gu Qinghan tapped the table, regaining his composure. "Without a legitimate reason, you'll be under close surveillance even when you enter the country."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the meeting room door was pushed open again.

Su Mucheng, dressed in a white fitted dress, wafted in with a sweet fragrance.

Completely ignoring the oppressive atmosphere in the meeting room, she threw herself into Zhu Xun Chuan's arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and buried her face in his chest.

"Brother Chuan, are you alright? You scared me to death." Su Mucheng's soft voice was trembling with tears.

Gu Qinghan, Xia Wanying, and Pei Yanyu's gazes all fell on her simultaneously. Three invisible knives clashed in mid-air.

Zhu Xun Chuan casually put his arm around her slender waist and patted her back: "It's alright. You've come at the perfect time."

Su Mucheng pulled a gold-embossed notice from her bag and presented it to Zhu Xunchuan like a treasure: "I made the arrangements when President Xia notified me. This is the schedule for filming the Asian promotional MV in Tokyo next week. Brother Chuan, you can use my identity as my personal assistant, so we can enter the country openly. No one there can stop the crew."

This girl looks cute and innocent, but when it really matters, she's quick-witted and faster than anyone else.

Xia Wanying sat beside him, idly toying with an expensive fountain pen, and said lazily, "Since it's a music video shoot, Dinghe will cover all the crew expenses. I've already had my secretary clear out the Aman Hotel in Tokyo and booked it all. We can't expect Brother Chuan to stay in a budget hotel."

Pei Yanyu brushed a stray hair behind her ear and chuckled charmingly, "Since we're going abroad to film a promotional video, as a senior colleague, it's only right that I guide Su-meimei. She's young and afraid of sleeping alone in the dark, so she'll be sharing a suite with me in Tokyo this time."

Su Mucheng was stunned.

She had hoped to use work as an excuse to be alone with Brother Chuan, but Pei Yanyu's actions completely ruined her plans.

Xia Wanying put down her pen: "Dinghe is the investor. I went there to conduct on-site market research. Coincidentally, my apartment is right next to Brother Chuan's."

Three stunningly beautiful women, in front of a group of special police officers and military leaders, turned an extremely dangerous international rescue operation into a fierce battleground for the right to cohabitate.

Zhu Xun Chuan felt a headache coming on, but the violent emotions in his heart were diluted a lot by their pulling and tugging.

"Alright," Zhu Xun Chuan said decisively. "Wan Ying, Yan Yu, Mu Cheng. The three of you come with me. The rest of you stay in Kyoto and provide support as needed."

Gu Qinghan, having failed to secure a spot, coldly flipped through the documents in her hand: "Have a safe trip. You'd better not cause any trouble outside."

Despite uttering harsh words, she retaliated by stomping on his foot with her police boots under the table. This time, Zhu Xun Chuan didn't dodge, letting her vent her emotions.

There was a knock on the glass door of the conference room.

Jiang Yao walked in wearing a black leather jacket, chewing gum, with one hand in her pocket.

The young lady of the Northern underworld has an aura of thuggery that keeps strangers at bay.

She didn't join in the commotion, but walked straight to Zhu Xun Chuan. With a flick of her wrist, a black jade plaque engraved with intricate patterns was placed on the table.

"This is a token from the Northern Territory's branch in the Shinjuku area of ​​Japan. There are three smuggling routes and two underground banks there. The person in charge is called Old Ghost, and he's been with my dad for twenty years. If you encounter any dirty work that's difficult to handle openly, take this token to him."

Jiang Yao leaned down, placed her hands on the table, and whispered in Zhu Xun Chuan's ear, "Come back alive. The reward you owe me has a high interest rate."

Zhu Xun Chuan put away the black jade token and placed it in his inner pocket.

He looked at the map of Tokyo on the holographic screen and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"Let's get ready to go. Let's go and meet this 'Dark River'."

Two days later, at Tokyo Narita International Airport.

The massive Boeing passenger plane landed smoothly.

With the release of Su Mucheng and others' itinerary, the entire airport arrival hall was packed with people.

Countless enthusiastic fans holding up support signs and banners, along with media reporters with cameras, completely blocked the VIP exit.

The spotlight flashed crazily.

Su Mucheng was dressed in a Chanel early autumn collection outfit, wearing sunglasses, and maintaining the standard smile of a top-tier actress, waving to both sides.

Pei Yanyu walked beside her. She wore a black, fitted long trench coat, exuding a powerful aura.

Xia Wanying wore a large sun hat and was surrounded by several tall bodyguards, displaying the luxurious style of a chaebol queen.

The three women walking side by side instantly attracted all the firepower.

Zhu Xun Chuan, dressed in a casual dark suit, pushed a silver suitcase and followed discreetly to their side and behind. This was the standard position for a personal assistant.

The screams of the fans echoed throughout the terminal.

Su Mucheng subtly slowed her pace and stretched her right hand behind her. Taking advantage of the moment when the bodyguard blocked her view, she precisely hooked her soft little hand around Zhu Xunchuan's little finger, gently pinched it twice, and then quickly released it.

Just as they were about to walk out of the airport gate.

Zhu Xun Chuan paused slightly.

His gaze swept past the frantically surging crowd and landed on a blind spot in the second-floor circular corridor.

There stood four cool-looking men in black suits and Bluetooth headsets. Their gazes weren't on the dazzling female celebrities, but fixed intently on Zhu Xun Chuan, who was pushing a suitcase.

Instead of alerting the enemy, Zhu Xun Chuan went to the hotel to stay first.

The presidential suite on the top floor of the Aman Tokyo Hotel.

After taking a shower, Zhu Xun Chuan, wearing a dark blue silk robe, leaned back on the large beige leather sofa in the center of the living room. Just as he picked up a glass of ice water, the sliding door to the bedroom opened.

Su Mucheng came out.

She changed into a perfectly fitted Japanese-style schoolgirl uniform. A navy blue sailor-style top with a bright red bow tie, and a short gray pleated skirt that barely reached her thighs. She wore pure white mid-calf socks that covered her slender calves, and black round-toed leather shoes.

This outfit amplified her already pure and gentle temperament tenfold.

"Brother Chuan." Su Mucheng put her hands behind her back, walked to the sofa, and twirled gracefully. The pleated skirt billowed in a dangerous arc. "Does it look good? The costume designer said it's for the music video, I'll wear it for you to see."

Her voice was sweet and soft, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

Zhu Xun Chuan put down his water glass, reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms with a slight pull. Su Mu Cheng sat on his left lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and brought her nose close to his cheek, carrying a pleasant peach scent.

"Beautiful." Zhu Xun Chuan pinched her soft cheek.

As soon as he finished speaking, the double door to the master bedroom on the other side was pushed open.

The high heels clicked crisply and rhythmically on the wooden floor.

Pei Yanyu came out.

Unlike Su Mucheng's innocent charm, Pei Yanyu opted for an all-out offensive. She wore a red velvet evening gown with an extremely low neckline, revealing a large expanse of fair skin and a deep cleavage.

The high slit of the skirt reached all the way to the top of her thighs, and as she walked, her long, straight legs were dazzlingly white against the backdrop of the red velvet.

Cold and alluring, the aura of the high priestess and the female movie star blended perfectly at this moment.