After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

The private room was dimly lit, and a gilded wine glass spun gently between his fingers as Shi Yan leaned lazily against the sofa.

Her long, snow-white legs were casually crossed and raised, her eyes were upturned, and she was giving a very aggressive look.

His gaze slowly fell on Shen Shuchou, scanning him from head to toe like a hunter examining his prey.

"What's wrong, handsome young man? Won't you join me for a couple of drinks?"

Shen Shuchou sat upright, his back straight, his aloofness undiminished, and said in a flat tone, "I'll take my leave after I finish drinking."

Shi Yan chuckled softly, a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Isn't that a bit too boring? With my beauty right in front of you, you're not even a little bit tempted. Little brother, you're too much of a blockhead."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled back her long, white legs that had been crossed over, and the next second, her upper body suddenly leaned forward.

In an instant, as she deliberately lowered her body, the already clinging silk fabric tightened instantly, outlining a breathtaking curve.

At her neckline, a deep and alluring cleavage was faintly visible, and with her soft breathing, a surge of waves rose, making one's blood boil.

That unique, subtle fragrance of a mature woman is like an invisible, gentle hand, wafting straight into one's nose.

"Little brother, are you afraid your big sister will eat you?"

Shi Yan smiled at him from close range, her breath sweet as orchids, her eyes full of alluring charm.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a chilling cold silently enveloped him, lingering in the private room.

Shi Yan's smile froze abruptly, his heart tightened, and he couldn't tell whether the chill came from the silent Shen Shuchou in front of him or from an unknown threat lurking in the shadows.

My instincts are screaming warnings: taking another half step forward will surely bring unbearable trouble.

She immediately abandoned her frivolous demeanor, slowly retreated to her original seat, picked up her wine glass, took a sip of red wine, and scoffed lightly, "Truly boring."

Shen Shuchou wasn't there to deal with this flirting or to keep the appointment; he was only there out of gratitude for her helping him out earlier.

"This cup is a token of my gratitude."

He spoke frankly, without the slightest beating around the bush, "I have always been a loner, so please, Mingyou Bureau, do not bother me again in the future."

Shi Yan's expression remained unchanged, without the slightest ripple.

Just as Shen Shuchou turned to leave, she put down her wine glass, her seductive charm fading, and spoke slowly in a calm and composed voice: "Weren't you going to investigate the whereabouts of your birth mother?"

Shen Shuchou's movement of raising his foot suddenly froze, his back view stiffening.

"Investigating people is the specialty of the Mingyou Bureau."

Shi Yan lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, speaking each word clearly.

A chilling glint flashed in Shen Shuchou's eyes as he turned to look at him: "Are you planning to use my mother's information to blackmail me?"

Noticing the cold ruthlessness surging in his eyes, Shi Yan remained calm and composed, slowly shaking his head: "Rather than calling it binding, it's more like a gesture of goodwill."

Shen Shuchou fell into a brief silence.

Although he was unwilling to get too involved with the Mingyou Bureau, Shi Yan's words accurately hit the nail on the head regarding his most unsolvable predicament.

So many years have passed, it's difficult for him to find out anything about Mu Zhaoyue, and what's even more difficult is that he doesn't know where to even begin to investigate.

However, once the massive Mingyou Bureau is in hand, everything becomes much easier.

Seeing his silence, a knowing glint flashed in Shi Yan's eyes.

She tilted her head back and downed the glass of red wine in one gulp: "Don't worry, little brother, as soon as I find even the slightest clue, I'll let you know immediately."

Shen Shuchou said nothing more, neither agreeing nor refusing, and walked straight out of the private room.

The private room fell silent once more.

"interesting……"

Shi Yan murmured to herself, her high heels swaying as she walked to the spot where he had just been sitting.

She didn't sit down, but bent down slightly, bringing her nose close to the still-warm chair back, like a cat searching for food by scent, and took a deep sniff.

The air seemed to still carry the chilling and dangerous aura emanating from him.

A hint of confusion flickered in Shi Yan's eyes. She stretched out her index finger and gently stroked the cold leather surface, as if tracing some unseen outline.

Then, she raised her hand, placed the finger to her lips, and gently licked the fingertip with the tip of her tongue.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she chuckled softly, "Heh..."

As Shen Shuchou walked out of the club, a car was already parked by the roadside. Shen Wanfu quickly stepped forward, her brows furrowed with worry.

"Shu Chou, she didn't do anything to you in the private room just now, did she?"

Shen Shuchou shook his head slightly.

Shen Wanfu frowned, her face filled with worry as she pressed on, "If you leave like this today, they won't let it go. They'll only keep pushing you further. How do you plan to deal with that?"

Seeing this, Shen Wanfu stopped beating around the bush and said softly, "My father wants to see you. He has some inside information about your mother, Mu Zhaoyue, that he can tell you."

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuchou's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded slightly, agreeing to keep the appointment.

The car engine roared, the wheels turned, and it slowly drove away from the spot.

At the entrance of the club, Shi Yan walked out slowly, watching the car drive away. His eyes were deep and he stood quietly for a moment before turning and leaving.

Inside the elegant boudoir of the Song family in the capital.

Shen Luoning, dressed in loose silk pajamas, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Ever since Song Lianqing placed her here, her freedom had been restricted.

She gazed at the bustling street scene outside the window, her mind filled with the image of Shen Shuchou. In just two days, that person had already filled her entire heart.

She was lost in thought when a vast, boundless, and terrifying pressure descended without warning, enveloping the entire bedroom.

Shen Luoning's legs went weak, and she couldn't help but kneel down on the ground, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Cold sweat instantly soaked her forehead and rolled down her chin. She tried desperately to open her mouth, but her throat felt like it was being choked by invisible shackles, and she couldn't make a sound.

A deep, dark shadow fell silently behind her.

Where is he?

His cold and indifferent voice fell to the ground.

An immense force suddenly bound Shen Luoning's limbs, forcing her to stiffen her body and slowly turn around.

As her gaze slowly focused, Shen Luoning was overwhelmed with shock upon seeing the person in front of her. But upon reflection, she realized that everything had been expected.

She had never seen this face in person, but the innate submission and awe from the depths of her bones had already helped her recognize the other person's identity.

This person is Shen Shuchou's master, and also the origin of her consciousness and the body that evolved from it.

A sense of powerlessness far exceeding fear gripped her mind.

The oppressive force descending from above struck her very soul and will, leaving her unable to even muster the slightest thought of resistance or evasion.

What filled Shen Luoning with endless sorrow was that, from beginning to end, she was nothing more than a puppet clone that the other party could conjure up at will.

She already knew the answer in her heart.

But when the real person stood right in front of her, this sense of humble fate was magnified infinitely, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

What made her even more desperate was that her mouth and thoughts were completely out of her control, and all the clues about that person in her mind were about to spill out uncontrollably.