After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

The two clashed fiercely on the artificial rockery, while the surrounding bamboo leaves rustled in the breeze, perfectly masking the ambiguous sounds emanating from this secluded corner.

Just as the sense of immorality and excitement reached its peak, Zhu Xunchuan's cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated rapidly.

This was a strong reminder he specifically set for several "high-profile guests".

Zhu Xun Chuan raised an eyebrow slightly; the timing was absolutely perfect.

While continuing his assault on Meng Wanqing's lips and teeth, firmly controlling her senses, he discreetly freed his left hand, reached into his pocket, and unlocked his phone with his fingerprint.

The screen lit up, and the pinned message was from Shen Tianxi, known as "Tianjin's Number One Female Demon".

Upon opening the chat box, a photo immediately comes into view.

In the photo, Shen Tianxi is clearly in front of a full-length mirror at the Victoria Hotel. She is wearing an extremely provocative "nurse outfit," with very little fabric, and a few thin white straps that accentuate the girl's fair and alluring skin.

Her skirt barely covered her upper thighs, her white stockings were taut, and she wore a small cross-shaped nurse's cap on her head. Her wet, doe-like eyes were glaring at the camera, exuding both innocence and allure, creating a powerful impact.

Below the photo was a voice message that read: "Brother Chuan, the thoughtful nurse is ready and the syringes are all prepared, where have you been?"

Zhu Xunchuan gasped.

While he was holding the aloof and elegant executive vice principal in his arms, his phone was filled with extremely suggestive content featuring the military region's young lady.

If Meng Wanqing were to see even a glimpse of this, this old Shen family mansion would be his burial place today.

The ability to multitask reveals the true nature of a playboy.

Zhu Xun Chuan subtly adjusted his angle, completely blocking the light from the phone screen with his body. His lips continued to greedily savor Meng Wan Qing's sweetness, while his thumb flew across the screen, typing blindly.

"The school has arranged an emergency business trip for me. I'm currently in Shanghai reviewing top-secret files. The situation is very serious and needs to be handled in seclusion. Be a good girl and wait for me at the hotel after you've washed up. Once I return to Beijing, I'll personally give you the injection, and I guarantee it will cure you completely."

Click send.

Turn off the screen and put it back in your pocket.

The entire sequence of movements is fluid and takes no more than five seconds.

Having dealt with this ticking time bomb, Zhu Xun Chuan finally focused entirely on the battle at hand. He bit Meng Wan Qing's lower lip harder as punishment.

"Um……"

Meng Wanqing winced in pain, her body suddenly went limp, and she collapsed completely into Zhu Xunchuan's arms.

After a long while, Zhu Xun Chuan reluctantly released her.

Lips and teeth parted, drawing an ambiguous silver line in the dim light.

At this moment, Meng Wanqing was no longer the arrogant person she had been during the interrogation.

Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were glistening with tears, and a few strands of her once meticulously styled hair had fallen loose around her fair neck.

The neckline of her black cheongsam was slightly open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin, and her chest was heaving violently with her heavy breathing.

"You...you...bastard!"

Meng Wanqing pushed him away, panting, and turned her back to him, somewhat embarrassed and angry.

The urge to interrogate her aunt about her past had been completely washed away by this suffocating physical assault. Now, her legs felt weak, and she would have almost lost her balance if she hadn't been holding onto the Taihu stone next to her.

Zhu Xun Chuan leaned against the rock, slowly straightening his shirt and tie, which she had crumpled, a triumphant smile playing on his lips.

"Sister Meng, I've already said I'm innocent. If you insist on using torture to extract a confession, I have no choice but to prove my innocence with my actions. How about that? Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Meng Wanqing took two deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the surging heat within her body.

She turned around, took out a wet wipe from her bag, and vigorously wiped away the lipstick stain from the corner of Zhu Xun Chuan's mouth. Then, in front of her small mirror, she quickly straightened the messy collar of her cheongsam and the wrinkles on her gray silk dress.

In just over ten seconds, she once again transformed into the intellectual, elegant, and powerful socialite of Shanghai.

But in her eyes, there was an unyielding mix of coquettishness and warning.

"Zhu Xun Chuan, you better pray that what you said today is the truth. If I find out that you and my aunt have some shady dealings, even if I don't use the power of Shanghai University, I can still make your good sisters suffer when I get back to Peking University."

Meng Wanqing threw the wet wipe into the nearby trash can, her tone instantly turning cold, carrying the unquestionable authority of a superior.

She reached out and straightened Zhu Xun Chuan's suit jacket, her fingertips brushing against his collar.

"Alright, stop with your sweet talk for little girls. Get back on track."

Meng Wanqing stared at the heavy, carved wooden door in the backyard, her expression becoming extremely complex, even revealing a hint of solemnity.

"When we go in later, we'll be meeting my maternal grandfather and my father. They're both cunning old foxes who've spent most of their lives navigating the business and political worlds; they're ruthless and cunning. Remember, they're not as easy to fool as my aunt."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xunchuan put away his carefree smile.

He knew that his maneuvering in front of his aunt and Meng Wanqing was at most a few ripples in a fishpond.

And when he pushes open that door, he will face the abyss of power that truly controls the lifeline of this largest metropolis in the Far East.