After the minor character transforms into a beauty, she steals the heart of a tycoon's son.

Gu Beiheng and Jiang Yubai happened to be coming downstairs when they saw this scene.

Si Lin led Ruan Tang through the crowd, followed by Pei Heng with his hands in his pockets.

Gu Beiheng stepped aside and bowed his head slightly.

Si Lin walked past them without stopping, only saying, "Have fun now."

Pei Heng followed behind, patted Gu Beiheng on the shoulder as he passed by, said nothing, and lazily walked out.

Lin Xiaokui and Su Nian were pulled out of the pool by the servants. They were soaking wet, their school uniform skirts clung to their legs, and water dripped down their hair.

Before they could even ask Ruan Tang for help, they discovered she was gone.

The two looked at each other, momentarily at a loss and somewhat incredulous.

How could Ruan Tang just leave them here and go?

Lin Xiaokui forgot that she herself said she would only help this once.

Ye Mian leaned against the bar counter, looking at the door, her fingers unconsciously touching the F nameplate on her chest.

Her companion sighed and whispered, "She's so lucky. Being pretty is enough to catch the eye of the head butler. We're pretty too, so why don't we have the same luck?"

"It's not fate." Ye Mian took off the F nameplate and placed it on the bar, her lips curving slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"We come from the same background, but here we are F. She is standing in S."

"Just relying on a fragile life? I don't believe it."

……

The atmosphere in the banquet hall immediately changed once the person you were supposed to respect left.

The lights in the sofa area were dimmed further.

The music changed to a slow-paced jazz piece, a languid saxophone tune.

Ye Mian sat on Jiang Yubai's lap, her chin pinched as he kissed her, her slender white arms hooked around his neck, the shoulder straps slipping down to her armpits.

On the sofa next to them, another A-level boy was pressing a special admission student wearing a black suspender dress against the back of the sofa and kissing her.

Further away, several B-level nobles each had their arms around the special recruits they had just spotted in the game. Some were whispering and teasing, while others had already picked them up and carried them upstairs.

The girl buried her face in his chest, her two snow-white legs dangling in the air.

The sound of splashing water came from the swimming pool on the fourth floor. Someone had been pushed into the pool, followed by boisterous laughter and a girl's scream.

Then came even more ambiguous sounds, coming intermittently from the suites on the third floor with their doors slightly ajar.

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Student Union.

Si Lin held Ruan Tang's wrist as they walked down the corridor, his pace so hurried that she almost had to jog to keep up.

He pushed open the door to the lounge, locked it behind him, and swept the documents on his desk aside with his other hand, scattering the pages all over the floor.

Then Si Lin picked up Ruan Tang and placed her on the table.

The little girl was caught in a pile of documents that were half-fallen, her skirt swirling on the table as she looked up at him.

Si Lin spoke, "Ruan Tang, now you must fulfill your promise."

Ruan Tang blinked innocently, "What promise?"

"You promised when you asked me to change the rules of the game, and you've already forgotten?" The man lowered his head, his lips almost touching hers, his voice carrying a faint smile.

"You said you'd agree to anything."

Before she could speak, Si Lin leaned down and pressed down on her, one hand on the table beside her, the other hand pinching her chin and lifting it up, greedily devouring her little mouth.

Ruan Tang leaned back as she was kissed, her small hands bracing against his chest, but she couldn't push him away.

Si Lin persisted, chasing after her and hooking his arm around her smooth, tender pink breasts.

Beneath him, Ruan Tang was exceptionally petite and delicate, whimpering as she was kissed, unable to resist.

Two tender legs dangled over the edge of the table, their toes unable to reach the ground, helplessly brushing against his trousers.

Si Lin arched his back, one hand sliding from her chin to the back of her neck, his large palm gripping her slender nape, forcing her to tilt her face up to receive the kiss.

Ruan Tang soon found herself unable to breathe.

After a while, her little mouth finally broke free from his lips, and she gasped for breath.

"Wait a moment…"

Before she could finish speaking, he grabbed her chin and pulled her back, silencing her again.

The little girl's eyes were brimming with tears.

Taking advantage of a brief moment when he paused to breathe, she suddenly turned her head away and buried her face in the crook of his neck, refusing to let him kiss her.

Si Lin didn't get a kiss on the lips, but he wasn't in a hurry. He kissed her all the way down her smooth cheek.

She smelled wonderful, a sweet fragrance emanating from her skin, and the more he kissed her, the more addicted he became.

The man came behind her ear and gently kissed her.

Ruan Tang couldn't stand it and pushed him away, whimpering softly.

He whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse and unsteady, "They're still suffering there. Do you want to plead for them?"

Ruan Tang tilted her head, turned her face to the side, and pursed her lips, which were red from being kissed. "Xiao Kui said that, out of consideration for our past relationship, she will only help this one last time."

Her voice was muffled, and she was clearly in low spirits.

Si Lin raised his eyes and looked at the half of her face that she had turned away from.

Her cheeks still had a light pink tinge from the kiss, but the light in her eyes had faded, clearly indicating a low mood.

He leaned in again and pecked at the corner of her lips, then at her lower lip. "Don't worry, it's not like the last school anniversary celebration, no one will die."

The man kissed the tip of her chin again. "Without the orders of the deacons, they wouldn't dare to cause a death on their own."

"At most they'll suffer a bit, anyway they all seem pretty tough."

Ruan Tang finally turned to look at him.

Her little mouth moved, as if she wanted to say something, but then she swallowed it back.

Si Lin looked at her, who seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

I'm torn between feeling uneasy and knowing I shouldn't interfere anymore.

He reached out and pinched her waist with one hand, while supporting her back with the other.

He laid the little girl down on the desk, her face up, her black hair spread out on the table like a freshly picked white lily of the valley, delicate and beautiful.

She was not used to it and raised her hand to try to sit up.

But the man's large hand pressed on her shoulder, not too lightly, not too heavily, just enough to keep her from getting up.

Si Lin bent down and buried his head.

……

He had somehow managed to pull the girl's school uniform jacket down to her shoulders, where it was piled up on her slender arms.

Her body went limp, and she gripped his short hair at the back of his head with her fingers, unsure whether she wanted to push him away or hold him down.

After an unknown amount of time, the man reluctantly pecked at the snowy tenderness, straightened up, and touched the metal buckle of his belt at his waist.

A crisp click rang out, particularly clear in the quiet room.

Ruan Tang suddenly woke up, propped herself up, and her clothes slipped off one shoulder, but she caught them in time. She hesitated to speak, revealing half of her soft, reddened breasts.

She grabbed his hand, shook her head, and looked at him timidly, "Not here."

The girl's almond-shaped eyes were filled with a thin layer of tears, pleading pitifully.

The man stared at the person, his deep eyes revealing undisguised desire.

She knew what he was going to do, and she knew she couldn't stop him anymore.

Si Lin lowered her eyes and looked at the small hand that was pressing on her lower abdomen. The fingers were slender and the nails were a clean pink.

He was somewhat disappointed, but readily agreed and fastened his belt again.

Then, with one hand behind her knees and the other around her back, he lifted her off the desk.

Ruan Tang nestled into his arms, blushing and curling into a small ball. Her school uniform skirt drooped down, revealing a section of her snow-white calves.

The man kicked open the door to the lounge and then hooked it shut with his heel.