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

Zhu Xun Chuan stepped forward and naturally put his arm around Su Mu Cheng's slender waist. He even gently pinched her soft, white flesh with his fingers in front of Xie Jing Hong.

"No need to trouble Director Xie." Zhu Xun Chuan smiled nonchalantly. "Mu Cheng and I have some personal matters to attend to. Now it's Mu Cheng's free time, right? Director Xie is very busy, you should go back and rest early. Staying in the bathroom for so long without oxygen is bad for your brain and can easily cause hallucinations."

Xie Jinghong's breath hitched.

Zhu Xun Chuan emphasized the word "illusion" very heavily.

The image of the man's ferocious, wolf-like aggression against the marble wall flashed through her mind, along with her own pathetic, limp response.

"Zhu Xun Chuan...you!" Xie Jinghong gritted her teeth, wishing she could kick this bastard, but her calves hadn't been able to muster any strength yet.

She stared intently at Zhu Xunchuan, then her gaze swept over Su Mucheng, whose face was flushed with shyness. The sour feeling in her heart was so intense it felt like her skull was about to burst open.

The top star I personally nurtured was defeated by the same man on the same night as me?

This sense of immorality and absurdity gave this powerful woman in Beijing's elite circles a feeling of utter frustration, like someone who "kills but doesn't care about the consequences."

"Fine, you have personal matters to attend to. Be careful." Xie Jinghong gritted her teeth and said this, then turned and got into the Phantom, slamming the door shut with a deafening bang.

The Rolls-Royce roared away, leaving only a lingering, cool scent of cedar.

"Xun Chuan, Director Xie seems really angry..." Su Mucheng looked up, her eyes filled with admiration and worry.

In this circle, the only person she had ever seen who dared to speak to Xie Jinghong like that was Zhu Xun Chuan.

"She's just going through early menopause, ignore her." Zhu Xun Chuan casually made up a story, then put his arm around her and walked towards the underground parking garage. "Come on, I'll take you back to the hotel, and while I'm at it, I'll see where you threw away that torn stocking from last night. I'm a kind-hearted person, I can't stand seeing things go to waste."

Su Mucheng's face instantly turned as red as a ripe tomato, and she playfully punched him: "You're so annoying! That was prepared for you... Do you really want to be a model of thrift and frugality?"

The two chatted and laughed as they walked into the dimly lit underground parking garage.

Zhu Xun Chuan's pure black Panamera sat quietly in the VIP parking space, like a lurking wild beast.

Just as she reached the car door, Su Mucheng was trying to snuggle into Zhu Xunchuan's arms with a charmingly innocent expression.

"Sizzle—!"

A screeching sound of brakes shattered the silence without warning.

A white Audi A7, exuding a strong sense of aggression, drifted and cut directly in front of the Panamera.

The blinding high beams shone like two sharp swords directly at the two of them, causing Su Mucheng to gasp in surprise and instinctively hide in Zhu Xunchuan's arms.

Zhu Xun Chuan narrowed his eyes and cursed inwardly.

This familiar, bureaucratic routine of checking up on employees—looking across the entire Kyoto University, there's no one else who does it except for that one person.

With a loud "clang".

The Audi door opened.

A pair of long legs encased in extremely thin black stockings stepped out first, the delicate high heels clicking crisply on the concrete floor, as if stepping on one's heart.

Gu Qinghan was wearing a long, fitted black trench coat. The cold eyes behind her silver-rimmed glasses were chilling, as if they could freeze the remaining warmth of the summer.

She was carrying a blue folder, exuding an aura of authority, just like a cold and aloof headmaster enforcing the law late at night.

"What a refined taste, classmate." Gu Qinghan's voice was completely flat, but every word seemed to have been steeped in vinegar for forty-nine days. "In the middle of the night, instead of going back to your dorm to study, what are you doing here acting crazy?"

Zhu Xun Chuan thought to himself: Is this woman a police dog? Is she really going to send someone to monitor me?

He then looked around and saw nothing unusual, but he felt as if several pairs of eyes were watching him from the darkness!

Zhu Xunchuan's scalp tingled!

Su Mucheng froze when she saw who it was.

As the campus ambassador of Peking University, how could she not know Zhu Xunchuan's counselor?

"Teacher Gu... Teacher Gu?" Su Mucheng inexplicably resembled a primary school student caught in a puppy love by the head teacher, quickly shrinking out of Zhu Xunchuan's arms, her voice barely audible, her face flushed.

Gu Qinghan ignored Su Mucheng and instead approached Zhu Xunchuan step by step in her high heels.

A cool, refreshing fragrance wafted over, instantly shattering the sweet, cloying scent emanating from Su Mucheng.

"You're a freshman, shouldn't you be studying? Why aren't you back in your dorm this late?" Gu Qinghan stopped in front of Zhu Xunchuan, a dangerous red glint flashing behind her glasses. She lowered her voice, speaking in a hushed tone only the three of them could hear, "Zhu Xunchuan, you've got quite the appetite, haven't you? You haven't even warmed up to Shen Tianxi yet, and you're already out partying here?"

Zhu Xun Chuan raised an eyebrow, his expression remaining completely composed.

[Hormonal Intimidation Aura] Activates automatically.

Instead of retreating, he took half a step forward, his body almost touching Gu Qinghan's shapely figure.

"Ms. Gu, isn't it time for get out of class to end? You're being too nosy, aren't you?" Zhu Xun Chuan said lazily, taking the folder from her hand and subtly scratching her palm with his fingertips. "Besides, have you forgotten what I told you last time?"

Gu Qinghan's delicate body trembled as she was tickled, and the electric current that surged up from her tailbone almost made her lose her aloof persona.

"I...I have an urgent matter! This is about...an urgent personnel addition file for the new semester's arts performance." Gu Qinghan forced a smile and said coldly, "Ms. Su, you're here too, perfect timing. The school has decided to add your solo performance, and we need Zhu Xun Chuan as your accompanist. Do you have any objections?"

Su Mucheng was stunned.

Accompaniment pairing? Cultural performance?

She's not stupid; she wouldn't be able to pinpoint the exact two people late at night for something like this.

But this is the counselor.

"No...no objection." Su Mucheng obediently shook her head.

"Since there are no objections, you can take a taxi back first." Gu Qinghan calmly took out two red bills from his pocket and handed them to Su Mucheng, his tone leaving no room for doubt. "Zhu needs to come back to school with me to do a thorough check on the details of her file. After all, this is official business."

Su Mucheng looked to Zhu Xunchuan for help.

Zhu Xun Chuan chuckled inwardly. Gu Qing Han had become shrewd; she had learned to use "righteousness" to intimidate people.

"Mu Cheng, you go back first." Zhu Xun Chuan patted Su Mu Cheng's head gently. "Take my car back, and I'll come find you when I'm done."

Although Su Mucheng was unwilling, she could only look back every few steps and obediently take the car keys and drive away.

"Everyone's gone, Teacher Gu, why don't you show your true colors?" Zhu Xun Chuan casually tossed the folder onto the roof of the Audi, grabbed Gu Qing Han's waist, and pulled her sharply into his arms.

"Zhu Xun Chuan! How dare you!" Gu Qinghan cursed, but her hands instinctively wrapped around his neck, and the icy coldness in her eyes melted into a pool of spring water in an instant.

"Insolence? Why didn't you call me insolent in the office last time?" Zhu Xun Chuan pinned her against the car door, his large hand forcefully reaching under the hem of her trench coat.

Gu Qinghan's stockings felt extremely cool to the touch, but the skin underneath was surprisingly hot.

Zhu Xun Chuan's fingers precisely touched the extremely sensitive soft flesh on the inside of her thigh and pinched it hard.

"Ugh—!"

Gu Qinghan let out a soft groan, shrinking into Zhu Xunchuan's arms like a snake that had lost its bones, her glasses askew.

"Why has your appetite gotten so big?" Gu Qinghan bit his earlobe, her voice trembling with tears and jealousy. "Zhu Xunchuan, you're an insatiable wolf! I... I drove around in circles three times in the middle of the night to find this place, and you actually hugged that celebrity right in front of me!"

"Mu Cheng is much more sensible than you." Zhu Xun Chuan said without batting an eye, but his grip tightened. "Teacher Gu, this is an underground parking garage. Tell me, if I were to proofread your files right here, wouldn't you shout so loudly that the whole garage could hear you?"

Gu Qinghan was filled with shame and indignation, but her two long, black-stockinged legs unconsciously wrapped around Zhu Xunchuan's waist.

"You dare..."

"You'll see if I dare."

Zhu Xun Chuan lowered his head and kissed those thin, red lips, lightly coated with lip gloss, fiercely.

[Hormonal Aura] A frenzied backflow.

Gu Qinghan's initial struggle completely crumbled under this kiss.

In this dimly lit, quiet underground parking garage filled with the smells of engine oil and exhaust fumes, the beautiful counselor, famous throughout Peking University, was like a caught thief, frantically demanding her share of greed.

"Zhu Xun Chuan..." Gu Qing Han opened her eyes groggily, her voice drawn out in a long, sticky tone, "Go...go to the back seat. Not here, it's dirty."

Zhu Xun Chuan's lips curled into a wicked smile.

"Why go to the back seat? I think the width of the Audi's hood is just right."

Zhu Xun Chuan scooped up Gu Qing Han and let her sit half-on on the warm hood of the Audi. Her trench coat was open, and the silk undershirt was extremely conspicuous in the darkness.

Gu Qinghan closed her eyes in shame and pressed her hands firmly against the hood.