Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

Chapter 707 I'm sure! Absolutely sure!

It’s Qin Luo!
Xiao Ruoxi's heart skipped a beat! She instinctively stopped in her tracks.

Is he leaving too? Should I go up and say hello? Thank him for arranging the annual meeting? Or... ask about Teacher Ni? A thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

Could all of this have been orchestrated by Qin Luo? After all, Xia Weiwei is his vice president, and Teacher Ni was introduced to him by him...

But the thought only lasted for a moment before she dismissed it herself.

How could that be? Although Qin Luo is very capable, someone like Teacher Ni is clearly not someone who can be easily persuaded or even asked to take on a disciple by money or power.

Moreover, why would Qin Luo help her like this? Just because she had cleared things up for him once before? Isn't that too high a price to pay? She shook her head, thinking she was overthinking it.

The Maybach's engine let out a deep roar as it smoothly drove away from the parking lot.

Xiao Ruoxi stood there, looking in the direction where the Maybach had disappeared, then looked down at the business card in her hand, and finally suppressed the fleeting thought.

Was it a coincidence? Or was she really just lucky? She decided to stop thinking about it and, with a huge sense of unreality and unprecedented anticipation for the future, turned and headed towards the exit to call a taxi back to the hotel.

Yunshan Residence, Zhizun Pavilion A01.

The heavy solid wood door closed silently, shutting out the noise from the outside world.

Only a few wall lamps were lit inside, casting a soft and ambiguous light.

The air was filled with a faint, sophisticated woman's perfume, mixed with a subtle hint of the fresh scent of shower gel.

Qin Luo's gaze swept across the living room, finally landing on the half-open door to the master bedroom.

He walked over silently and gently pushed it away.

On the large bed, the blankets formed a graceful silhouette.

Chen Jinhua lay on her side, her back to the door, her breathing even and deep, as if she had fallen asleep.

Having shed her daytime armor and disguise, she appeared exceptionally quiet, even somewhat vulnerable, in the dim light.

Qin Luo didn't turn on the light and tiptoed into the bathroom. The warm water washed away the noisy atmosphere of the banquet.

He came out wrapped in a bath towel, his body still damp with moisture, walked to the bedside, gently lifted a corner of the blanket, and lay down.

Soft bedding and mattresses provide a comfortable, enveloping feel.

He turned to the side, naturally extending his strong arm to encircle Chen Jinhua's slender yet voluptuous waist from behind, gently pulling her soft body into his embrace.

His chest pressed against her smooth, delicate back, and he could clearly feel the warmth of her skin and the rhythm of her heartbeat.

The person in his arms stiffened slightly, then twisted as if trying to turn around.

"do not move."

Qin Luo's deep voice rang in her ear, carrying a hoarseness from his recent shower and an irresistible languor.

"That's it. Turning around... will break it."

The hot breath sprayed onto Chen Jinhua's sensitive earlobe and neck, and the obviously suggestive words "it will break" made her instantly understand what their close-up position meant!
A blush rose visibly from her fair neck, spreading all the way to her ears.

My body tensed instantly, and I dared not move.

Qin Luo seemed quite satisfied with her "obedience," tightening his arms around her to make their bodies even closer together.

He closed his eyes, his chin resting on the top of her fragrant hair, his voice heavy with weariness, as if stating a simple fact.

"I'm tired, I don't want to move."

He paused, then added, his tone matter-of-fact with a hint of malicious mockery.

"Or...why don't you move?"

boom.!

Chen Jinhua felt a surge of heat rush to her head! Her entire body felt like it was on fire! Shame, indignation, humiliation, and a flutter of excitement—a feeling she herself didn't want to admit—aroused by this immense ambiguity and sense of control, erupted within her like a volcano! In the darkness, her eyes were wide open, filled with complex emotions, but she could only resignedly close them tightly, her long, curled eyelashes trembling violently.

Subconsciously, she used all her strength to pull the thin blanket over herself up, as if that would isolate her from the suffocating sense of aggression emanating from the burning hot body behind her.

Time slips through your fingers like sand.

Five days were spent in the luxurious fortress of Yunshan Residence, which was broken into countless intimate fragments.

Qin Luo's life became extremely regular. After visiting Xiao Yu and Zhang Yiyi at the hospital, he immediately returned to Yunshanju.

This top-tier lakeside penthouse is imbued with his and Chen Jinhua's presence in every inch of its space.

The gleaming living room floor reflected their dancing figures; the spacious open-air balcony, where the morning breeze and twilight had gently caressed their silhouettes; the custom-made mattress in the master bedroom, with its astonishing size, bore witness to the most romance and decadence; even the steamy bathroom, paved with imported marble, echoed with suppressed breaths and the teasing sound of water.

The rear seat of the Maybach briefly became their private territory, a secluded world for just the two of them as they sped through the city.

On a whim, he even drove her away from the hustle and bustle of the city to the tranquility of the countryside.

In the depths of a dark grove where it was pitch black and only the chirping of insects could be heard; by a babbling brook where moonlight scatters like silver fragments; at dawn, as the light tears through the night and paints the first golden-red rays on their bare shoulders in the rising sun… all these moments left their mark of passionate entanglement, becoming images deeply etched in Chen Jinhua's heart.

The initial three-day agreement has long since expired and is no longer valid.

Chen Jinhua seemed to be drawn by invisible threads, and willingly stayed.

The initial wariness and reserve gradually crumbled under Qin Luo's ingenious methods and seemingly inexhaustible energy.

She even abandoned the safety measures she had insisted on, and in some hidden corner of her heart, a thought quietly sprouted that surprised even herself.

If she were to conceive his child… that wouldn’t be so bad? These five days had overturned her previous understanding of matters between men and women, and in her extreme sensual indulgence, her curiosity about the mysterious man beside her grew wildly like vines.

In the quiet of the early morning, the neon lights of the city outside the window were reduced to a blurry halo.

Qin Luo, dressed only in pajamas, sat on a single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The tablet screen in front of him flickered with a faint blue light, and the dense K-line charts and jumping numbers formed the battlefield of the US stock market.

He was remotely directing Chen Yihan's operations team via telephone.

"...Yes, now! Put all your money into that pharmaceutical stock that just had the good news of a merger! Don't hesitate! The short sellers are panic-selling, this is the best time!"

Qin Luo's voice was deep and resolute, carrying an absolute confidence in controlling the overall situation, and every command was decisive.

Chen Yihan's clear, slightly excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Understood! Brother Luo! We've bought it all! My God... this stock has surged 15% in five minutes! We're going to make a killing again!"

In the background, the suppressed cheers of the team could be faintly heard. In less than a month, Qin Luo's godlike accurate predictions and lightning-fast actions had caused the account's balance to snowball to an astonishing ten billion US dollars.

Chen Jinhua had woken up at some point and walked barefoot silently behind Qin Luo.

Looking at his focused and powerful profile, and feeling the overwhelming force in his words, an indescribable thrill spread through my heart.

Initially, she had deep doubts about his almost gambling-like stock trading methods, but the terrifyingly high numbers constantly being refreshed before her eyes were like the most powerful evidence, completely shattering her doubts and leaving only immense shock and increasingly intense curiosity. How did he manage to do that? She stretched out her soft arms and gently wrapped them around Qin Luo's strong waist from behind, pressing her cheek against his warm back.

Qin Luo felt the softness and affection behind him and said simply into the phone, "Yihan, proceed as planned. Keep a close eye on the market and contact me immediately if there are any unusual movements."

He hung up the phone, placed his large hand on Chen Jinhua's hand on his waist, and gently stroked her delicate skin with his fingertips. His voice carried a hint of languid dependence and concern.

"Why are you awake? Couldn't sleep?"

Chen Jinhua gently rubbed against his back, her voice slightly hoarse from just waking up and with a hint of barely perceptible coquetry.

"Um... I can't sleep. And..." She paused, her voice lowering, tinged with embarrassment.

"...I still feel a little...uncomfortable."

Qin Luo chuckled softly, the sound vibrating in his chest and reaching her ear, which was pressed tightly against his. It carried a hint of understanding and mischief.

He turned his head slightly, his warm breath brushing against her temples.

"Are you feeling unwell? Was it in the bathroom last night... or in the car the day before yesterday... or... by the river the day before that...? Did you get tired?"

Every time he mentioned a location, Chen Jinhua's ears turned a shade redder.

"do not talk!"

Chen Jinhua, feeling embarrassed and annoyed, lightly punched him on the back and buried her face even deeper.

Qin Luo's smile deepened, carrying a kind of wicked tenderness.

"How about... I 'treat' you? I guarantee it'll cure you completely."

"you…!"

Chen Jinhua instantly understood the deeper meaning in his words. Her cheeks burned, and she was too embarrassed to speak. She could only bury her burning cheeks deeper into his broad back, as if it were the only refuge.

Qin Luo felt the burning heat and slight trembling from behind, a satisfied smile curving his lips. He didn't make any further moves, but simply held her hand tighter, enjoying the tenderness and ambiguity of the early morning.

However, this tranquility in the early morning did not last long.

The sharp, piercing ringtone of the cell phone, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, suddenly shattered the silence of the bedroom.

It was Chen Jinhua's phone, vibrating frantically on the bedside table.

Startled by the sudden noise, Chen Jinhua reluctantly released her arms from Qin Luo and fumbled for her phone.

A completely unfamiliar number was flashing on the screen, with its location showing as Beijing.

In the early hours of the morning, a call from an unknown number... A sense of foreboding instantly gripped her heart.

She took a deep breath, her fingertips trembling slightly, and swiped to answer the call.

"Hello? Who is it?"

A young woman's hurried and formulaic voice came from the other end of the phone, with some background noise.

"Hello, are you Ms. Chen Jinhua, Mr. Chen Tianshao's mother?"

"It's me! What happened to Young Master Tian?"

Chen Jinhua's heart sank, and her voice rose instantly, filled with undisguised panic.

My son was just discharged from the hospital a few days ago and is recuperating at home. How could this happen...?

"This is the emergency center of Yanjing Second People's Hospital."

The nurse's voice came through clearly and coldly.

"Your son, Chen Tianshao, was involved in a serious car accident while driving under the influence of alcohol. He is in critical condition and is currently in the ICU. His situation is very serious. Please come to the hospital immediately!"

"What?! A car accident?! ICU?!"

Chen Jinhua felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, her body swayed, and she almost lost her balance.

Driving under the influence? She was just discharged from the hospital a few days ago after being injured in a fight, and now she's committed such a terrible crime! Fear overwhelmed her like a cold tide, and her voice trembled uncontrollably.

"I...I'll be right there! Right there!"

She even forgot to ask for specific details; her mind was filled with the terrifying image of her son struggling on the brink of life and death.

"Ms. Chen!"

The nurse's voice rang out again, carrying an undeniable urgency.

"There's another very urgent situation! Chen Tianshao has lost too much blood and urgently needs a large blood transfusion! But his blood type is B Rh positive, and our hospital's blood bank is currently facing a severe shortage of type B blood! Do you or any of his immediate family members have type B blood? They need to come and donate blood immediately!"

"Type B blood?"

Chen Jinhua was struck dumb, her whole body stiffened, and even her voice changed, carrying an unbelievable sense of absurdity.

"You...you're sure it's Young Master Tian? Young Master Chen? His blood type is B? How is that possible?!"

"Ms. Chen, we have repeatedly verified the patient's identity information and the emergency blood type test upon admission, and confirmed that it is indeed B Rh positive!"

The nurse's tone was firm and resolute.

"The situation is critical. Please contact your relatives as soon as possible! Are you blood type A?"

“I…I have type A blood…” Chen Jinhua murmured, her mind in complete chaos due to the immense panic and the sudden uncertainty surrounding her blood type.

"I can't give him the injection..."

"Where is the child's father? Or grandparents? Are there any immediate family members with type B blood?"

The nurse anxiously pressed for more information.

"His father...is also blood type A!"

Chen Jinhua blurted it out almost without thinking, her tone unusually certain, with an almost instinctive confirmation.

“I remember it very clearly! His father was seriously injured before and lost a lot of blood. I was the one who gave him the blood transfusion! I am type A, he is type A, how could we possibly have a child with type B blood?! You must have made a mistake!”

She became emotional, as if she had grasped at the last straw.

The nurse on the other end of the phone was clearly stunned. After a few seconds of silence, her voice carried a hint of professional caution and confusion.

"Ms. Chen, we understand your feelings, but blood type testing is an urgent and basic procedure that usually doesn't go wrong. Are you sure that you and the child's father are both blood type A? According to the laws of genetics, it is indeed impossible for parents with blood type A to have a child with blood type B."

"I'm sure! Absolutely sure!"

Chen Jinhua spoke with unwavering conviction, her voice sharp with emotion.

(End of this chapter)