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

Shen Tianxi positioned most of her body in front of Su Mucheng, her white, smooth cleavage rising and falling dramatically with her breath beneath her white princess dress. She held an unscrewed bottle of Evian mineral water, the bottle neck pressed firmly against the edge of Zhu Xunchuan's lower lip.

"Honey, have a sip, it's really not cold." Shen Tianxi blinked her watery peach blossom eyes, her gaze stubborn.

On the right, Gu Qinghan, with a tissue carrying the cool scent of tea, was wiping Zhu Xunchuan's forehead almost heavily. The cuff of his dark gray suit sleeve brushed against the tip of his nose.

"Zhu, wipe your sweat. If you catch a cold, how will you continue to shine tomorrow?" Gu Qinghan's voice was devoid of any warmth.

On the inside of his thigh, Su Mucheng's foot, clad in shimmering stockings, was moving up from behind his knee. Her toes even boldly gripped the fabric of his trousers, pulling and tugging at it repeatedly.

The stiletto heel on the leather shoe intensified the crushing force, and Gu Qinghan did not retreat an inch under the table.

Zhu Xunchuan's temples throbbed violently.

If Shen Tianxi takes the water, she'll be happy, but Gu Qinghan will definitely explode; if Teacher Gu wipes her sweat, Shen Tianxi will throw a tantrum on the spot. This isn't enjoying the blessings of having two women; it's about tearing him apart on the spot.

At this critical moment.

despair.

A crisp sound of glass clinking together rang out.

Meng Wanqing, sitting in seat number 07, put down her water glass. Her burgundy velvet suit was open, and a large expanse of her deep, white skin swayed slightly.

She leaned back, her hands elegantly clasped in front of her, and an extremely rich rose scent overwhelmed all other aromas.

"This student, Zhu, possesses outstanding temperament and exceptional eloquence. His insights on stage just now were truly unique." Meng Wanqing's voice was languid, carrying an absolute air of superiority, her gaze sweeping casually over those around her. "These days, boys are indeed very attractive to girls. However…"

She paused deliberately for half a second, "This is the first row. Five thousand eyes are watching. The counselors and representatives from each department should take the lead in setting a good example of discipline. Don't let the arrogance of young people disrupt the order of the meeting."

Every word he uttered was devoid of any seduction, yet every sentence was a barrage of accusations.

This is not just a joke from an elder, but also a display of superior authority that undermines the leader's authority.

Gu Qinghan froze. Her fingers, gripping the tissue, tightened instantly. She could argue with the specially appointed professor, but openly wiping a male student's sweat in front of the executive vice president was a matter of serious conduct.

Although he has a strong family background, the other party is so young that he can become the vice principal. His background is definitely better and stronger than his own. He has lost two rounds in a row!

She withdrew her hand extremely quickly, and in doing so, pulled back the long, black-stockinged leg that had been causing trouble under the table, and sat up straight.

"Principal Meng's criticism is correct. The student doesn't know the rules, and I will discipline him strictly when he gets back." Gu Qinghan replied with her head down, her voice very steady, but her ears were already bright red.

Although Shen Tianxi had a powerful background, she was still a freshman. A single glance from Meng Wanqing's deep, alluring eyes, and the natural aura of a mature woman made her shrink back. She pouted her red lips and reluctantly put her water bottle away.

Under the table, Su Mucheng was also startled by the sudden oppressive feeling of a headmaster. She slipped on her toes and obediently shrank back under her silver miniskirt.

The pressure was instantly relieved.

Zhu Xun Chuan let out a long sigh of relief. He turned his head and gave a subtle, grateful look to the person in position 07.

In the instant she turned her head, Meng Wanqing's red lips curved slightly. Using the gesture of adjusting her suit collar as she did so, she winked her right eye at Zhu Xunchuan with extreme allure and speed.

Her eyes were alluring, captivating and mesmerizing.

This is the pinnacle of the ultimate good woman. She doesn't get jealous, doesn't make a fuss, and when you're in a dead end, she can use her immense power to effortlessly clear away obstacles for you, all while giving you an incredibly alluring response behind everyone's back.

Zhu Xun Chuan inwardly exclaimed that his ancestor's methods were extraordinary.

Soon, the opening ceremony drew to a close in a warm atmosphere. The former principal took the stage again to deliver a speech, then adjourned the meeting. All the incandescent lights in the auditorium were turned on. The crowd began to surge out.

The first row became the hardest hit area.

As a top star, Su Mucheng was immediately surrounded by leaders from several departments and enthusiastic female students in the front row, all asking for photos as soon as she stood up. Shen Tianxi was also pulled aside by freshmen from her own department to inquire about the details of the confession on stage, chattering away and unable to get away.

Just as Gu Qinghan was about to turn around and settle scores with Zhu Xunchuan, Dean Li of the School of Literature strode over with an official document in hand.

"Xiao Gu, hurry up and organize the minutes of the hospital's meeting this afternoon," Dean Li directly assigned the task.

Fu Xinghe disliked the noise intensely. He picked up the thread-bound "Chu Ci" (Songs of Chu), glanced coldly at Zhu Xunchuan, and left alone through the side door.

Using the surrounding crowd as cover, Zhu Xun Chuan smoothly slipped away from seat number 05, adjusting the hem of his navy blue suit with one hand. He didn't go through the main entrance. The thousands of girls "plotting against" him there would definitely keep him waiting until midnight.

He bypassed the main stage and turned directly towards the extremely secluded fire escape corridor at the back of the auditorium.

The lighting here is dim. Only cleaning staff move around. A faint, musty smell lingers in the air.

Having escaped the intense pressure of the chaotic situation, Zhu Xun Chuan loosened his shirt tie and prepared to take out his phone to send a message to his roommate, Lin Yuan.

As I walked past an unmarked, dark red wooden door, a whiff of rose perfume wafted into my nostrils in the darkness.

Without warning, a wine-red silk shawl, still warm from body heat, suddenly slipped out from under the door and wrapped precisely around Zhu Xun Chuan's neck.

An astonishing pull came from the other end of the shawl. This force carried an extremely skillful touch. Zhu Xun Chuan's feet swayed, and he was pulled directly into the dark red wooden door.

"Bang!"

The wooden door was quickly locked from the inside.

This is a storage room. The lights are off, and it's extremely cramped.

"You usually seem quite capable, using all your tricks on the female teachers under my tutelage, so why didn't you even dare to drink water just now?"

"Long time no see, my little boyfriend. Now... it's time to hand in all the homework you've owed your sister for the past three years."

A narrow, dimly lit storage room.

Outside the door, one could still hear the noise of the audience leaving the auditorium and the sounds of moving the sound system.