Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

As soon as Su Yuyan left the Japanese restaurant, her steps became unsteady.

The sake had a strong aftereffect, and she started leaning against Jiang Fan after walking less than ten steps.

The shadows of the sycamore trees were shattered on the bluestone pavement, and the streetlights cast two shadows of different lengths.

There weren't many people in the alley.

Occasionally, one or two cars would drive by at the alley entrance, their headlights flashing briefly before dimming again.

Su Yuyan was holding Jiang Fan's arm, her hat brim pulled low, and she hadn't taken off her mask.

"Where are you taking me?"

"I'll take you to my secret base." Su Yuyan chuckled and hailed a taxi.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a private club-style hotel on the Bund.

Su Yuyan swiped her card and entered the penthouse suite.

The suite door opened, and Jiang Fan glanced at it.

The 120-square-meter executive suite offers a panoramic view of the Huangpu River at night through its floor-to-ceiling windows.

In the center of the living room stands a black grand piano.

"Your private hideout?"

"I use it occasionally." Su Yuyan unbuttoned her trench coat and casually draped it over the armrest of the sofa.

The white knit sweater clung to her body, highlighting her slim waist.

She kicked off her high heels, stepped barefoot on the carpet, walked to the wine cabinet, and opened a bottle of red wine.

The way he opened the bottle was quick and efficient, showing that he drinks it regularly.

He poured two glasses and handed one to Jiang Fan.

"When are you going to give me the song?"

"What's the rush?"

Jiang Fan took the wine glass, his gaze falling on the piano.

He walked over and lifted the piano lid with one hand.

The Steinway piano keys have an ivory-white sheen and are extremely well-maintained.

Jiang Fan sat down, put his wine glass aside, and casually pressed a few keys with his right hand.

The tone is clean and the resonance is full.

A fine instrument.

Su Yuyan walked over with a wine glass in her hand, stood to the side of the piano, and rested one hand on the edge of the piano lid.

The scent of her rose perfume became even stronger in the enclosed room.

Jiang Fan's fingers stopped on the piano keys.

This taste.

He suddenly smiled.

A thought arose.

[System Shop Now Open]

I typed four words into the search bar: "Poisonous Perfume".

These are the must-sing hits at karaoke in my past life.

The melody is catchy and the lyrics are alluring, enough to keep anyone who hears it on repeat in their head for three days.

This song was given to Su Yuyan—the enchanting diva sings a poisonous love song; the singer and the song are a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

[Exchange Price: 200 Life Points]

[Redeem or not?]

"exchange."

[After deducting 200 life points, remaining life points: 14200]

Jiang Fan closed his eyes and spent a minute processing the melody and lyrics.

When he opened his eyes again, his fingers were on the piano keys.

The prelude begins.

The simple chord progressions have a slightly languid rhythm.

Su Yuyan, who was holding a wine cup and leaning against the zither, raised an eyebrow when she heard the first four bars of the prelude.

It wasn't quite what she expected.

This melody... how should I put it, it's a bit wild.

Then Jiang Fan spoke.

"I once loved a man like this."

He said I was the most beautiful woman in the world—

Su Yuyan's finger stopped at the rim of the wine glass.

What are these lyrics about?

Why does it sound like it's about her?

Jiang Fan didn't look at her; his fingers moved smoothly across the piano keys.

"You smell like her perfume."

"It's my nose that did the wrong thing."

"I shouldn't have smelled her beauty."

"I'll wipe everything away and sleep with you—"

Su Yuyan placed the wine cup on the lid of the zither.

"stop."

Jiang Fan's fingers hovered above the piano keys.

"This song," Su Yuyan said, walking behind him and placing her hands on his shoulders, "was it written for me?"

What do you think?

"The lyrics are very inappropriate."

"When have you ever been serious?"

Su Yuyan choked for a moment.

She lowered her head and brought her lips close to Jiang Fan's ear.

"Play it again."

Jiang Fan started again from the prelude.

Su Yuyan squeezed in from the right side of the piano bench and sat next to Jiang Fan.

The piano bench was not wide to begin with, and the two people squeezed together, their thighs touching.

Su Yuyan hummed along softly to the melody.

Her voice is completely different from Xu Qingya's.

Su Yuyan is sweet, with a natural charm.

The moment she hummed the song, it felt just right.

"One more chorus," she said.

When Jiang Fan played the chorus, Su Yuyan sang it out loud.

"I'll wipe everything away and sleep with you—"

When she sang the word "sleep," she raised the last syllable slightly, with a hint of deliberate teasing.

Jiang Fan didn't stop working, but turned his head to glance at her.

Su Yuyan turned her head at the same time.

The two people's faces were very close together.

The beauty mark at the corner of her eye was particularly clear under the warm light.

"The melody is indeed good." Su Yuyan's breath was all over Jiang Fan's face.

"It's just that the lyrics are too explicit. 'You smell of her perfume'—that's what Hsu Ching-ya said?"

Jiang Fan did not deny it.

"If Queen Xu knew you wrote this kind of song for me, she would kill someone."

Su Yuyan smiled.

She suddenly thought of a scene.

If this song is released, what will Hsu Ching-ya's reaction be?

She pulled her right hand away from the piano keys and placed it on the back of Jiang Fan's hand, which was resting on the edge of the piano bench.

The fingertips climbed upwards little by little, past the wrist, and up the forearm.

Jiang Fan's hand was still playing.

The chords started to go out of tune—because Su Yuyan's other hand had already grabbed the second button of his shirt.

"Teacher Su, I haven't finished playing yet."

Su Yuyan unbuttoned the button. "I'll take this song."

She turned around and straddled Jiang Fan's lap.

The piano bench creaked under the weight.

Su Yuyan lowered her head and kissed him.

The flavor of the blend of red wine and sake carries a sweet, intoxicating quality.

The way she kisses people is completely different from Xu Qingya's.

Xu Qingya was passive and reserved, wanting Jiang Fan to take the lead.

Su Yuyan was aggressive; her tongue was invasive, and her fingers had already unbuttoned all of Jiang Fan's shirt.

Su Yuyan's knitwear was pushed up below her collarbone.

Her skin shone brightly under the light.

Jiang Fan supported her lower back with one hand and stood up.

Su Yuyan was forced to wrap her legs around his waist, letting out a short scream.

A Steinway helicopter worth hundreds of thousands of dollars was used as a cushion.

Su Yuyan's back was pressed against the piano keys.

It emitted a jumble of incoherent piano sounds.

"What are you doing—Steinway can't take this kind of harassment."

Jiang Fan carried her towards the bedroom.

Su Yuyan's back slammed into the bedroom door, which was forced open.

The two of them fell onto the bed.

The Fairy Queen is a character who can turn the world upside down with a flick of her wrist on stage.

She was used to being in control of everything.

But on that bed, her control probably lasted only thirty seconds.

Su Yuyan bit the corner of the pillow, buried her face in it, and muttered "beast" in a low voice.

Jiang Fan leaned down and pulled her face out from under the pillow.

"Does Teacher Su have something to say?"

Su Yuyan's eyes were red, and her beauty mark was moistened by sweat, like a black pearl just pulled out of the water.

"Be gentle."

Su Yuyan gritted her teeth and glared at him.

But after staring for less than two seconds, his gaze lost its focus.

In a fleeting moment, Su Yuyan gripped Jiang Fan's arm tightly, her nails digging into his skin.

"Jiang Fan—"

-

Two o'clock in the morning.

Su Yuyan lay on Jiang Fan's chest, her hair falling loose over her shoulders.

Her breathing had calmed down, and she traced circles on Jiang Fan's chest with her fingers.

"That song." Her voice was hoarse; she had clearly overused her voice.

"Um?"

"What's your name?"

"Poisonous Perfume"

Su Yuyan laughed, her laughter muffled against his chest.

Her chin rested on his sternum.

I'll call Fang Yiming first thing tomorrow morning to confirm Shen Nian's spot.

"OK."

"Where's the song? When will I get the official version?"

"I'll send the lyrics and music to your email tomorrow. You can take the arrangement back and find someone to do it."

Su Yuyan lay back down.

Half a minute later, her voice rang out again, even softer than before.

"Jiang Fan".

"Um."

"What exactly is your relationship with Xu Qingya?"

Jiang Fan did not answer.

Su Yuyan waited a few seconds and then stopped asking questions.

She pulled the blanket up to cover both of their shoulders.

"Never mind, it's not important."

The system panel floated quietly in Jiang Fan's field of vision.

[Total Lifespan Gained: 3000 points] (Deep Compatibility x3)

Current lifespan: 17200 points

[Remaining lifespan: 28 days and 16 hours]

Jiang Fan glanced at the numbers and then closed his eyes.

Su Yuyan also fell into a deep sleep, a slight smile still lingering on her lips.