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

"I……"

Gu Qinghan was speechless, but her breathing became increasingly rapid.

Zhu Xun Chuan didn't give her a chance to continue organizing her thoughts. He was an extremely assertive hunter, and since gentle words couldn't soothe this frightened wild horse, he could only use the most primitive and effective method to leave his own mark on the depths of her soul.

"It seems that Instructor Gu's discipline is not strict enough. I need to repeat the course."

Zhu Xun Chuan's voice was slightly hoarse. He suddenly stood up, and amidst Gu Qing Han's exclamation, he wrapped one arm around her slender waist and scooped up her knees with the other.

A domineering force, brimming with male hormones, instantly overwhelmed her.

"Zhu Xun Chuan! What are you doing?!"

Gu Qinghan instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Bang!"

Zhu Xun Chuan didn't answer, but strode towards the large mahogany desk. With a sweep of his right arm, the neatly arranged lesson plans, attendance sheets, and the lit computer monitor were all swept onto the carpet.

Paper flew everywhere.

On that cool, hard tabletop with a faint sandalwood scent, Zhu Xunchuan firmly pressed the ice queen of Peking University down.

Gu Qinghan felt a chill run down her spine, followed by Zhu Xunchuan's heavy body pressing down on her like a mountain. She stared in horror at the swaying chandelier on the ceiling, her hands pressed against Zhu Xunchuan's chest, her voice trembling like a broken violin string:

"Is the door...is it locked? Please...not here..."

"Now you know fear?"

Zhu Xun Chuan stared down at her, roughly tearing open the hem of her white silk shirt with his large hand. With the force, a seashell button flew off, hitting the glass with a crisp sound.

"Where did your tough-guy attitude go? Teacher Gu, is this table even sturdy?"

Gu Qinghan blushed, tears welling in her eyes. She felt Zhu Xunchuan's aggressive body temperature, felt his large hands conquering her territory. The extreme sense of transgression left her mind blank, only instinctively surrendering.

She spoke in a trembling voice, her tone carrying a final trace of humility: "Please...please punish me severely, so I'll remember this lesson..."

Just as Zhu Xunchuan was preparing to begin a deep "physical exorcism".

"Knock knock knock!"

A sudden, urgent, and heavy knocking came from outside.

In the extremely quiet, dimly lit, and ambiguous office, the sound was like a thunderclap, startling Gu Qinghan so much that she froze and curled up like a frightened shrimp.

"Qinghan? Teacher Gu? Is she inside?"

A slightly sweet voice rang out.

It's Teacher Sun from the next office.

Zhu Xunchuan stopped moving, but instead of getting up, he used his body weight to pin Gu Qinghan firmly to the table.

"Waaah—"

Gu Qinghan stared wide-eyed in horror, covering her mouth tightly with both hands. Due to extreme tension, her fair legs unconsciously wrapped around Zhu Xunchuan's waist.

This extreme pressure and the imminent danger from the outside world instantly caused dopamine secretion to reach an unprecedented peak.

"Qinghan, you're still here? I saw the blinds were closed and thought you were busy. The board of directors still has some details to discuss with you regarding the supervisor list for Pei Yinghou's film crew..."

Outside the door, the footsteps of the female teacher next door stopped, and you could even hear him trying to turn the doorknob.

The doorknob creaked as it was turned.

At that moment, Zhu Xun Chuan looked at the counselor beneath him, whose face was flushed and whose eyes were almost filled with confusion, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips. Instead of backing down, he deliberately increased the pressure in his hands.

"Hmm!"

Gu Qinghan's eyes instantly glazed over. She bit her lower lip hard, her teeth digging into her flesh. The forbidden thrill of potentially ruining her reputation at any moment caused her once cold and aloof soul to melt completely into a pool of spring water.

She pleaded in a barely audible whisper in Zhu Xun Chuan's ear, "No...she's still outside...please..."

Zhu Xun Chuan whispered into her earlobe, his voice carrying a devilish allure: "If you scream, she'll leave."

Gu Qinghan certainly didn't dare. She could only experience a feeling of weightlessness, as if her soul was leaving her body, amidst Teacher Sun's puzzled mutterings and Zhu Xun Chuan's storm-like onslaught.

Until the sound of Teacher Sun's footsteps outside the door gradually faded away and finally disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The taut string snapped completely.

……

An hour later.

Inside the office, the cool air from the air conditioner gently blew through, sweeping away the last trace of restlessness.

Zhu Xun Chuan sat casually in the swivel chair that originally belonged to Gu Qing Han, playing with the fountain pen that had run out of ink.

The once imposing and authoritative counselor, Ms. Gu, was now sitting with her head slightly bowed at the corner of her desk. Her once neatly buttoned shirt was now buttoned up again, but the missing top button betrayed the terrible state it had just been in.

She was slowly and delicately pulling up a pair of brand-new black stockings. The movement was elegant, yet it revealed a slight tremor from exhaustion.

"Zhu Xunchuan."

Gu Qinghan spoke, her voice hoarse yet exuding a captivating charm, as if she had been thoroughly "nourished." She pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, which had slipped down to the bridge of her nose, and looked at Zhu Xunchuan with a complex expression.

"You can refuse to give me a title, and you can continue to fetch your water. But there's one thing I must remind you of."

She stood up, her legs still a little weak, but her eyes regained some clarity.

"The Shen family behind Shen Tianxi, Jiang Ting behind Jiang Yao, and even Secretary Meng behind Meng Wanqing... These people who stand at the top of Kyoto and Shanghai will never allow their daughters or sisters to share a man with a group of women. When the 'bargaining chips' you show are enough to make them tremble, they will acquiesce. But if the balance is broken, the first person to be torn apart will only be you."

Gu Qinghan walked behind Zhu Xunchuan and gently wrapped her arms around his neck.

"My uncle, Gu Zhenshan, is already investigating. The Gu family patriarch, who is also my grandfather, is about to turn eighty. He specifically asked... to meet you."

Zhu Xun Chuan turned his chair around with amusement, and pulled the delicate counselor into his arms, planting a kiss on her fair forehead.

"Investigate me? I'm not afraid, I haven't broken any laws or regulations."

"See me? What is there for me to see? Uh... well, it's an elder's request, I can grant it."

Zhu Xun Chuan lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair. "Don't worry, Teacher Gu, I will make sure you all accept each other. Trust me."