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

The sound outside the door was chilling and penetrating.

The air inside the door was so hot it could ignite dry firewood.

Upon hearing Gu Qinghan's voice, Pei Yanyu showed no panic at being caught; instead, a morbid excitement shone in her alluring fox-like eyes.

Her red lips parted slightly, and instead of backing away, she pressed her soft, delicate body even closer to Zhu Xun Chuan's chest, letting out a soft, alluring moan: "Mmm... Brother Chuan, you're hurting me..."

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to penetrate the gaps in the blast door, carrying a blatant declaration of war.

Crazy!

This woman is an absolutely insane and ruthless monster who thrives on chaos!

Zhu Xun Chuan's eyes hardened. His reaction speed after the initial physical enhancement was as fast as lightning. He used his left hand to cover Pei Yan Yu's red lips, which were still trying to act up, while his right hand slid down and gave her amazingly perky peach buttocks a hard pinch as a warning.

It has an amazingly bouncy texture.

Pei Yanyu's delicate body trembled as she was pinched, and a thicker layer of mist welled up in her eyes, but she could only let out a muffled "woof woof," like a Persian cat whose fate had been seized by the scruff of its neck.

Suppressing the enchantress in his arms, Zhu Xun Chuan took a deep breath, his tone calm and even, and called out through the door, "Director Gu, what brings you here? I'm currently rehearsing with Teacher Pei, discussing the depth of the script. We'll be done soon."

There was a two-second silence outside the door.

Immediately afterward, Gu Qinghan's icy laughter rang out: "Discussing the depth of a script requires locking the door? And what kind of script needs to make those kinds of noises? Zhu Xunchuan, I'm your advisor, and also the film crew's discipline supervisor recently appointed by the school. Now, open the door immediately, and I'll listen to how deep your details really are."

Discipline inspector?

Zhu Xunchuan's temple throbbed. Gu Qinghan had actually used her position to directly obtain supervisory power over the film crew from the school? This was a legitimate way of seizing power by wielding an imperial sword!

These women will use any means necessary to grab territory.

"Director Gu, please wait a moment. I was so engrossed in the role that Teacher Pei's clothes got caught."

Despite the danger, Zhu Xun Chuan remained calm. His left hand still tightly covered Pei Yan Yu's mouth, while his right hand, with a speed that even twenty years of being single couldn't achieve, ripped up the wine-red high-slit dress that was piled up around her waist with a "rip".

The invisible zipper has a precise mesh.

A hint of resentment flashed in Pei Yanyu's eyes, but it was forcefully suppressed by Zhu Xun Chuan's cold and sharp gaze, which carried a warning.

Zhu Xun Chuan quickly straightened his slightly disheveled shirt collar and adjusted his tie. From the moment Pei Yan Yu took the initiative to undress until the door opened, the entire process took less than three seconds.

"Click".

The heavy explosion-proof door was pulled open.

A sudden gust of cold wind rushed in from the corridor, dispersing the rich scent of black datura and the ambiguous hormonal atmosphere in the dressing room.

Outside the door, Gu Qinghan stood ramrod straight. Her dark gray, form-fitting pencil skirt accentuated her mature curves perfectly. Behind her gold-rimmed glasses, her clear, cold eyes, like sharpened blades, swept over Zhu Xunchuan and Pei Yanyu with a penetrating gaze.

Zhu Xunchuan keenly noticed that the deep blue ink stain on Gu Qinghan's straight left leg, which was wrapped in black stockings, was still wet and gleamed with a dangerous eeriness under the corridor lights.

That was irrefutable evidence of her breaking a pen outside.

"Teacher Pei." Gu Qinghan's gaze passed over Zhu Xunchuan and landed on Pei Yanyu behind him.

Gu Qinghan was naturally a die-hard fan of Pei Yanyu. He had watched Pei Yanyu's phenomenal film at least ten times, and even had a rare poster of it in his collection.

I couldn't control my emotions when we met last time, so naturally I managed to keep them all in check this second time.

But at this moment, facing her idol, Gu Qinghan felt none of the excitement a fan would have when meeting their idol. Instead, she exuded the coldness and majesty of an empress surveying her domain.

In Gu Qinghan's mind, she had been completely "tamed" by Zhu Xunchuan on the desk in the counselor's office. The two of them had the only real physical contact, and she firmly believed that she was the one in control.

"I've long admired your name." Gu Qinghan's tone was impeccably official, but every word was emphasized. "I've heard that Professor Pei is an upright person with superb acting skills. But this is Peking University, a place for teaching and nurturing, not your private box in the arena of fame and fortune. You think your clothes can get caught on something during an audition?"

Pei Yanyu reached up and brushed her long, wavy hair behind her ear. Beneath her wine-red skirt, her long, fair legs were slightly crossed. She looked at the ink stains on Gu Qinghan's legs, a knowing, mocking glint in her eyes.

"Director Gu is right." Pei Yanyu's red lips curved slightly, her voice charming and seductive. She even deliberately took half a step closer to Zhu Xun Chuan. "Look, we were just rehearsing a long-awaited reunion action scene. Zhu got into character so quickly and is so strong that he accidentally ripped my zipper open. Young men these days really have so much energy."

The smell of gunpowder exploded instantly!

Two stunningly beautiful women: one is as cold as ice, exuding the authority of a public official; the other is alluring to the bone, with a wildly aggressive nature.

It was as if invisible lightning was flashing wildly in the air.

Gu Qinghan's eyes narrowed suddenly behind her gold-rimmed glasses, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around the folder in her hand. She took a deep breath, suppressing the surge of jealousy in her chest.

"Is that so?" Gu Qinghan sneered. "Zhu's energy is indeed abundant. He skipped several days of class to go to Shanghai and Tianjin, and he was already full of energy to try out action scenes as soon as he came back. Since the crew has me as the supervisor, I think it would be better to be more restrained in the future action scenes, so as not to hurt Teacher Pei's precious body."

Caught between the two, Zhu Xunchuan felt a chill run down his spine.

This is like tap dancing in a minefield.

He acted decisively, taking half a step forward and cleverly sidestepping to block the two women, cutting off their eye contact.

With his left hand, Zhu Xun Chuan casually picked up a spare script from the dressing table, and with his right hand, he picked up a glass of warm water, turned around and handed it to Pei Yan Yu. The whole set of movements was smooth and natural, showing the composure of a playboy.

"Instructor Gu has misunderstood," Zhu Xun Chuan said with a straight face, his tone extremely sincere. "That was posture correction training. Teacher Pei said my core strength needs to be strengthened, so he personally demonstrated it for me. As you can see, the training intensity was too high, and Teacher Pei even broke out in a sweat."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Gu Qinghan, a roguish smile playing on his lips, and even recklessly made a suggestive remark: "As for your boundless energy, there's nothing you can do about it. After all, you're young, you know, hot-tempered. You need to find some serious ways to vent, lest you ruin your health. Don't you think so, counselor?"

This sentence is a pun.