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

An Ruoxi sat in the rosewood armchair opposite him, her back straight. She wore a well-tailored dark gray women's suit, her long hair neatly pinned up behind her head, revealing a section of her fair and slender neck.

Her usually cool and beautiful face now carried a solemnity that seemed out of place in this tranquil and elegant setting, and... a hint of resolute determination.

Without any pleasantries or preamble, she spoke directly before Qin Luo had even sat down and tasted his wine. Her voice was clear and cold, like jade striking stone, yet she posed a startling question.

"Qin Luo, let's get married."

"puff--!"

Qin Luo had just taken a small sip of red wine when, without warning, he spat it all out, turning it into a fine mist of red liquid.

He coughed twice suddenly, looked up in disbelief at An Ruoxi, who was sitting opposite him with a serious expression that didn't seem like she was joking at all.

"Ahem... Miss An, what... what did you say?"

Qin Luo even wondered if he was hallucinating, or if the red wine was too strong and was creating an illusion.

I said, let's get married.

An Ruoxi repeated each word slowly and deliberately, her eyes filled with a terrifying determination.

"We'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our marriage certificate tomorrow."

Qin Luo put down his wine glass, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and the surprise on his face was gradually replaced by a sense of absurdity.

He stood up, walked to An Ruoxi, and under her wary and suspicious gaze, suddenly reached out and touched her forehead with the back of his hand, then touched his own.

"You don't have a fever..."

Qin Luo muttered to himself, his brows furrowed, and sat back down in his seat, looking An Ruoxi up and down.

"An Ruoxi, are you alright? We... don't seem to be close enough to talk about marriage, right? Last time in Xishan, you seemed ready to devour me whole;
You weren't very nice to me at the hospital either. Why are you suddenly getting married? And tomorrow? You...you haven't suffered some kind of shock, or..."

His eyes suddenly turned strange as he tentatively asked.

"...Pregnant? In a hurry to find a father for the child?"

"Qin Luo!"

A faint blush of anger instantly rose on An Ruoxi's usually cool face, and her voice rose a few decibels.

"What nonsense are you spouting! I, An Ruoxi, have never had a boyfriend in my life! And it's impossible... impossible for me to be pregnant! I'm a chaste woman, you can check that out!"

"Why then?"

Qin Luo shrugged, even more puzzled.

"There's no emotional foundation, and we even had a falling out before, and you suddenly come up to me and say you want to get married? Miss An, this isn't like buying cabbage, where you pick one and pay for it. Marriage is a serious matter; you can't treat it like this."

An Ruoxi's hands, resting on her knees, clenched slightly.

She couldn't very well say directly that it was for the title of "Crown Princess" and to rightfully control the Anbang Group, could she? That would be too utilitarian and too blunt, and even if it were true, she would find it difficult to say.

She just stared intently at Qin Luo and emphasized it again.

"You don't need to know the reason. You just need to answer me: marry me or not."

Looking at her unquestionable demeanor, as if she were finalizing a contract at the negotiating table, Qin Luo suddenly found it both amusing and somewhat helpless.

He shook his head and stood up.

"Don't marry."

The answer was concise and to the point, without any unnecessary elaboration.

“Miss An, I admit you are beautiful, capable, and from a distinguished family. However, marriage is not a transaction, much less a game. I have no romantic feelings for you, and moreover…”

He paused, and the images of Xiang Siyi, Yang Mimi, Ai Yiqian and others flashed through his mind. Although their relationships were different, they were all bonds that he could not easily sever.

"I already have people I care about in my life, and it's impossible for me to give them up because of your ridiculous suggestion. Goodbye."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door without the slightest hesitation. An Ruoxi's suggestion was too abrupt and too absurd for him.

Seeing that Qin Luo was really about to leave, the fortress of confidence that An Ruoxi had built upon the "Crown Princess Plan" cracked for the first time. Could it be... that she really wasn't attractive enough? Did she not even have the right to negotiate? A strong sense of self-doubt and defeat welled up inside her, causing her to instinctively cry out.

"and many more!"

Qin Luo paused, but did not turn around.

An Ruoxi took a deep breath, as if using all her strength, and asked a question she never thought she would ask.

"Qin Luo, what exactly will it take for you to marry me? Is there something wrong with me? Or... what conditions do you need?"

Her voice held a rare, almost imperceptible hint of weakness and urgency. For the sake of Anbang, she seemed truly willing to set aside some of her pride.

Qin Luo turned around, leaned against the heavy door, and looked An Ruoxi over with great interest. Even in a relatively conservative and loose-fitting suit skirt, her almost perfect S-shaped figure could not be concealed; the curves in the right places stood proudly, and the slender parts were delicate enough to be grasped in one hand.

He suddenly recalled the fleeting glimpse he had caught of her in a bathrobe at the Xishan Hot Spring Resort. Her graceful figure and ethereal beauty were no less captivating than Ai Yiqian's gentleness or Yang Mimi's charm, and even possessed an added air of aloofness and nobility, like a snow lotus blooming proudly atop a snow-capped mountain, inspiring a unique desire to conquer her.

Looking at the Queen of Anbang, who was known for her aloofness and domineering nature, now showing a rare hint of "pleading" for a certain purpose, Qin Luo suddenly felt a mischievous interest.

A playful smile played on his lips as he walked back to An Ruoxi. Under An Ruoxi's wary yet expectant gaze, he suddenly reached out, his arm drawing her slender yet supple waist with irresistible force, pulling her sharply into his embrace!
"what!"

Caught off guard, An Ruoxi gasped and pressed herself against Qin Luo, her nose instantly filled with a masculine, cool, and aggressive scent.

She could even feel the warmth and strong heartbeat emanating from Qin Luo's chest.

"What are you doing?! Let me go!"

An Ruoxi was both shocked and furious, her usually cold eyes instantly igniting with rage! In all her life, she had never been so disrespected by a man! She forcefully pushed against Qin Luo's chest with both hands, her legs instinctively tensing, her knees already slightly raised, aiming at a vital spot, preparing to deliver the most ferocious counterattack to this lecherous man!
However, Qin Luo's arms were like iron hoops, locking her firmly in place. Her struggles seemed so insignificant in front of him. Just as An Ruoxi's knee was about to strike, Qin Luo's deep voice, tinged with a hint of mockery, gently rang in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe.

"You want me to consider it? Not impossible... but you have to give me a chance to 'test' you, right? If you satisfy me, perhaps... I can consider your absurd proposal." An Ruoxi's movements suddenly froze. Test? Opportunity? Satisfaction? These words flashed through her mind rapidly. Although Qin Luo's behavior was extremely rude, the meaning behind his words... seemed to suggest room for negotiation? For that ultimate goal, this humiliation... perhaps it could be temporarily endured?
She suppressed the shame, anger, and murderous intent in her heart and stopped struggling, but her body remained stiff.

Qin Luo felt her body soften, knowing she had listened, so he released his arm, took a step back, sat back on the sofa, leisurely lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled a thin layer of smoke. Through the hazy smoke, he observed An Ruoxi's reaction with great interest.

An Ruoxi immediately took two steps back to distance herself from him, quickly straightening her disheveled suit jacket and shirt collar. The blush on her cheeks still lingered, but her eyes had regained their composure. However, beneath that composure lay a surging anger and a trace of humiliation.

"What opportunity? How to perform?"

Her voice was a little strained, but she still managed to ask the question.

Qin Luo flicked his cigarette ash, his gaze sweeping over her long, beautiful legs encased in flesh-colored stockings, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He suddenly sighed, his face showing an expression of "the past is too painful to recall," and his tone carried a hint of "vulnerability."

"Sigh, you might not believe it, but I've had this problem since I was little: I'm terrified of the dark. Especially when I'm sleeping alone at night, I always feel like there's something in the dark, and I need some light, or... some special 'companionship' to feel at ease."

Afraid of the dark? An Ruoxi was stunned for a moment. Looking at Qin Luo's tall and upright figure, and his ruthless and decisive actions, she couldn't associate him with the childish problem of being "afraid of the dark".

But looking at his "sincere" expression and "dejected" tone, and considering that he may have lost his parents at a young age, lacked love, and suffered psychological trauma... it seems... there is a slight possibility.

A faint ripple of sympathy stirred in the icy lake of her heart. If that's the reason, then... perhaps it's understandable?
However, Qin Luo's next words shattered her newly emerging sympathy!
“So,” Qin Luo stubbed out his cigarette, looked up at An Ruoxi, and the “vulnerability” on his face vanished without a trace, replaced by an undisguised, mischievous smile.

"If you really want to 'show your worth' and help me overcome this fear... how about you stay here tonight, um... wear black stockings and keep me company?"

"Wearing...black stockings?! To keep you company?!"

An Ruoxi's beautiful eyes widened as if she had heard the most absurd and shameless request in the world! The sliver of sympathy that had just arisen was instantly overwhelmed by raging anger and shame! She trembled with rage, pointed at Qin Luo, and her voice became shrill with extreme anger.

"Qin Luo! You...you're shameless! Vulgar! Obscene! What kind of person do you take me for?! A shameless woman who uses her body to please men?! Don't even think about it! I'd rather die than agree to that!"

She felt utterly humiliated! This wasn't negotiating; it was blatant mockery and desecration!

Qin Luo looked at her flushed face and eyes that seemed to be spitting fire, shrugged, and showed an "I knew it" expression on his face before standing up again.

"You won't agree? Then forget it. Never mind. Goodbye."

This time he left even more decisively, without the slightest hesitation, as if the conversation just now was merely a casual joke.

Seeing that Qin Luo was really leaving again, and this time it seemed there was no room for maneuver, An Ruoxi's heart swayed violently once more.

On one side is extreme shame and pride, and on the other side is the obsession with controlling Anbang and the huge benefits that the "Crown Princess Plan" may bring.

Just as Qin Luo's hand was about to touch the doorknob.

"and many more!"

An Ruoxi spoke again, her voice trembling slightly, but more so with determination.

Qin Luo turned around.

An Ruoxi took a deep breath, as if she had used up all her courage, closed her eyes, and then suddenly opened them again, her eyes filled with only a cold, desperate resolve.

"I...I promise you."

……

The lobby and bar area on the first floor of Imperial City No. 1.

Rose was holding a bottle of expensive 90 Romanée-Conti, personally refilling Blade's glass with wine, while incessantly "educating" him.

"Brother Blade, you always have such a long face, all you do is drink that cheap liquor, it's so bad for your health! If you want to drink, come to Royal City No. 1, I have plenty of good liquor, all you can eat!"

Wu Yufeng and Wu Wanqing sat on a sofa not far away, watching this scene and smiling at each other. Wu Yufeng whispered to his sister.

"See? Rose only treats Blade like this. If it were anyone else, they would have been kicked out by her high heels long ago."

Wu Wanqing nodded, but her gaze involuntarily drifted upstairs, her heart filled with curiosity about the meeting between the young master and the young lady.

Blade seemed oblivious to Rose's nagging, simply picking up his wine glass, gently swirling it, bringing it close to his nose to inhale the rich and complex aroma, then taking a sip. A subtle softening appeared on his icy face as he offered a faint critique.

"The wine is good."

To receive a simple "not bad" from Blade was already a huge compliment. Rose beamed with joy, but just as she was about to say something more, her phone, which was on the bar, suddenly rang.

Rose glanced at the caller ID; it was Miss An Ruoxi's private number.

She immediately stopped smiling, made an apologetic gesture to Blade, picked up her phone, and walked to a relatively quiet place to answer the call.

“Hey, Miss… Huh?…Wh…what?…Black…black stockings?!…And…super thin 10D or 5D?!…”

After hearing what was said on the other end of the phone, Rose's expression shifted from respect to confusion, then to shock, and finally to utter disbelief! Her alluring peach blossom eyes widened, and her mouth opened slightly, as if she had heard something utterly unbelievable!
The call ended quickly. Rose stood there, phone in hand, stunned, unable to process what had happened for a long time.

Wu Yufeng and Wu Wanqing noticed her unusual behavior and came over. Wu Yufeng asked curiously.

"Sister Rose, what's wrong? What are your orders, Miss?"

Rose slowly turned her head, looking at Wu Yufeng and Wu Wanqing, then at Daofeng who was still sipping his wine, seemingly indifferent to everything. Her voice was slightly shaky, filled with disbelief.

"Young Miss... let me... let me go out right now and buy her... buy her black stockings..."

"Black stockings?"

Wu Yufeng was stunned and didn't react.

"What black stockings? What does Miss need those for?"

Wu Wanqing also looked bewildered.

Rose swallowed hard and added. (End of Chapter)