Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

The weather was beautiful the day Shi Luyu returned to school.

The torrential rain that had been hanging over Taimai City for the past few days has finally dissipated. The palm leaves outside the teaching building are shining in the sunlight, and the wind carries a clean, damp scent after a tropical rain.

This class is a foundational course for their major, "Introduction to Visual Narrative and Visual Communication".

The instructor is a professor at the Faculty of Media and Arts at Tammy University, who regularly leads documentary filmmaking projects. Because this course involves editing logic and short film practice, the faculty specifically arranged for a graduate teaching assistant to support the class.

The teaching assistant's name is Xu Jia.

At this moment, Xu Jia stood by the podium, his white shirt clean, the cuffs neatly rolled up, and a pair of thin-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, giving him a gentle and refined appearance.

"There's no need to rush to capture so-called beautiful footage. The most important thing in documentary filmmaking is observation and learning to respect the people being filmed..."

He was introducing the schedule for the next three weeks of documentary filmmaking practice, speaking slowly and clearly.

No one noticed that Xu Jia would occasionally drift off during the entire class, his gaze always involuntarily falling towards the third row of seats by the window.

Shi Luyu sat there.

Today she wore a light blue short-sleeved knit sweater, her long hair falling loosely over her shoulders, with a notebook and camera beside her. She listened attentively in class, taking notes and occasionally turning her head to whisper a few words to the classmate next to her, her eyes crinkling into a gentle smile.

But the girl didn't notice him.

Not even once.

Xu Jia lowered his eyes and gently pressed his fingers on the edge of the podium.

He actually always remembered her.

The little girl who always loved to run around with her camera as a child liked to squat in front of the jade shop to take pictures of the light, and she also liked to chase after the cats in the yard to take pictures of their backs. When she was little, her voice was soft and bright when she called him "Brother Jiajia". She would look for him if she fell while walking, and she would give him the candy she couldn't finish.

They separated for many years and lost contact, but he always remembered her.

When Xu Jia heard that she was going to study in Taimai, she was genuinely happy.

So when Aunt Lin Jing asked him to take care of Lulu, he agreed almost without hesitation. But he didn't expect to be taken to Singapore by his mentor for a closed project at the last minute, and he returned a few days late.

When he found her again, she was already with someone else.

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

Students gradually left the classroom, the sounds of chairs being dragged along and the chatter filling the air. Shi Luyu remained seated, packing her things, putting her notebook, camera cap, and spare batteries into her bag one by one.

Xu Jia stood beside the podium, hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards her.

He wanted to make things clear to her. At least to let her know who he was.

Hearing footsteps, Shi Luyu looked up and saw Xu Jia. She immediately gave him a polite and bright smile.

"Teaching Assistant Xu."

As soon as those three words were spoken, Xu Jia paused in his steps.

He looked at the smile on her face. Polite, well-behaved, with the courtesy a student shows to a teaching assistant.

There was not a trace of familiarity like that of a long-awaited reunion.

Xu Jia's heart sank slightly, but to avoid making this reunion seem too awkward, he focused his gaze on the notebook in her hand, looked at it for a moment, and then spoke gently:

"Your class notes are excellent. You have a keen eye for cinematic storytelling. Have you studied this systematically before?"

Shi Luyu shook her head, smiling a little embarrassedly: "I haven't studied it systematically; I just used to make a lot of videos myself."

Just as Xu Jia was about to speak again, two soft knocks sounded on the classroom window.

When Shi Luyu turned her head and saw the familiar figure outside the window, her eyes lit up instantly.

Xu Yuanjia stood by the window, holding a lunchbox in his hand.

Sunlight streamed down from the glass roof of the corridor, illuminating his slender, straight shoulders and languid eyes. He wore a black and brown jacket, the zipper undone, the slightly long cuffs partially concealing his thin, white fingers—he was strikingly handsome.

Shi Luyu immediately opened the window, her eyebrows and eyes curving up, her voice so sweet it was almost unbelievable.

"Brother Jiajia."

Xu Jia, however, stood frozen in place behind him.

That cry of "Brother Jiajia" was like a fine needle, piercing his heart unexpectedly.

His first reaction was—

He is her Jiajia brother.

But soon, he forced himself to calm down.

Perhaps it's just a coincidence of names.

Xu Yuanjia waved the lunchbox in his hand and said lazily, "Eat."

After saying that, he braced himself against the windowsill with one hand and nimbly climbed over the window into the classroom.

This scene caused a few students who hadn't left the classroom to gasp in surprise.

Shi Luyu was also startled and quickly lowered her voice: "There's clearly a door, why don't you use it?"

Xu Yuanjia glanced at her and answered matter-of-factly, "Nearby."

He placed the lunchbox on her desk, expertly clearing space for her, and opened the lid. Inside was a warm meal, a well-balanced mix of meat and vegetables, along with a small box of cut fruit.

Shi Luyu was taken aback: "How did you know I hadn't eaten yet?"

Xu Yuanjia lowered his eyes, picked up a piece of shrimp, and held it to her lips. "When have you ever eaten on time?"

His tone wasn't gentle, even carrying a hint of casual playfulness, but his movements while feeding the child were natural and appropriate.

Shi Luyu's face flushed slightly, but she still lowered her head and ate.

Xu Jia stood to the side, and suddenly recalled the scene of their last kiss, realizing that this man was her "boyfriend".

It's clear they have a good relationship. When the man feeds her, Shi Luyu doesn't show obvious resistance, she's just shy, and even a little habitually indulges him.

Xu Jia's fingertips tightened silently.

If Lulu is happy, then he won't bother her anymore. But even so, he should at least say hello, after all, he and Lulu grew up together, and as long as she's doing well, he's willing to wish her well.

Thinking this, Xu Jia wanted to step forward and ask again to confirm, but the man opposite him suddenly looked up at him.

His eyes were calm, cold, and devoid of warmth.

But in an instant, Xu Jia sensed a fleeting hint of mockery in his eyes, a lighthearted yet malicious provocation.

This made it hard for Xu Jia not to have a hint of suspicion.

Perhaps it's not just a coincidence of names.

Could this person be... impersonating him?

He wanted to ask for clarification, but he still had materials to deliver to his advisor that afternoon, and time was of the essence. Xu Jia glanced at Shi Luyu, then at the man beside her, and finally suppressed his unease, turning to leave.

As Xu Jia walked out of the classroom, her back view was elegant and upright, but the smile on her face faded in an instant.

He thought he couldn't just give Lulu his blessing like that.

He needs to figure it out.

Who exactly is that man?

/

In the afternoon, after Xu Jia finished the tasks assigned by her supervisor, the first thing she thought of was Shi Luyu.

That cry of "Brother Jiajia" has been weighing on his heart ever since.

Xu Jia stood downstairs at the college building and sent messages to classmates he knew in the news agency and photography club, asking where Shi Luyu was.

The other party replied quickly:

The editing classroom is located on the third floor of the old art building.

Without delay, he rushed over immediately.

The old art building was much quieter than the main teaching building. The corridor windows were half-open, the wind blowing the white gauze curtains, and the walls were covered with photographs of previous students. Xu Jia climbed the stairs, and the higher she went, the quieter it became.

The door to the video editing classroom at the far end of the third floor was ajar.

Xu Jia raised his hand and pushed open the door.

The door hinge made a very soft sound.

The classroom was dimly lit, with the curtains half-drawn, allowing the setting sun to slant in through the gaps. Dozens of editing computer screens were black, and the air carried a faint smell of machinery mixed with the scent of old wooden flooring.

A person was sitting by the window.

It is not a stone jade.

Xu Yuanjia leaned against the windowsill, his long legs slightly bent, slowly turning a black USB drive in his hand. The setting sun fell on his profile, outlining a sharp yet nonchalant silhouette.

He seemed to have been waiting there all along, and when he heard the door open, he merely raised his eyes lazily.

Xu Jia tightened his grip on the doorknob slightly.

Xu Yuanjia looked at him, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up.

"Teaching Assistant Xu." His tone was light, yet carried an undeniable air of superiority.

"It's finally here."