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

Fu Xinghe felt a little flustered by his confident tone. The temperature in the cramped space seemed to rise a few degrees. Her face turned bright red, and her usual icy demeanor on the podium shattered completely.

"I... I, Fu Xinghe, keep my word." She bit her red lips, forcing herself to maintain her composure and trying to regain the initiative. "But on the condition that you provide solid evidence. Don't try to fool me with those tricks you use to fool young girls."

"That's solid evidence." Zhu Xun Chuan stepped back a little, took out his phone, and slowly unlocked the screen.

He kept his head down, his fingers swiping across the screen, flipping through the photo album.

In the cramped lounge, the only sound was the faint rustling of Zhu Xun Chuan's fingers on the screen. Fu Xing He swallowed hard, his heart inexplicably quickening.

Zhu Xun Chuan suddenly stopped what he was doing and spoke in a low, melancholy tone.

"To be honest, Professor, regarding that bet you just mentioned..."

Zhu Xun Chuan raised his head, looking directly into Fu Xing He's beautiful eyes filled with panic, and said, word by word.

"Just recently, Ms. Gu Qinghan, in her counselor's office, completely handed herself over to me."

This statement exploded in the absolutely quiet lounge.

Fu Xinghe's pupils dilated instantly as he stared at Zhu Xunchuan in disbelief.

"What...what did you say?" Her voice trembled, and she swayed slightly.

Without saying a word, Zhu Xun Chuan turned his phone screen around and handed it to her.

On the screen was a photograph. It was taken in the counselor's office, with the blinds tightly closed.

Gu Qinghan was pinned to the desk, her signature black stockings badly torn, her white shirt disheveled, and a blush creeping onto her usually icy face. Although no vital parts were exposed, the atmosphere and the mess left behind were enough for any adult to understand at a glance.

Fu Xinghe only glanced at it, and his mind went blank; his worldview completely collapsed.

Her most trusted shield, the ice queen Gu Qinghan who was on par with her, was actually... actually slept with by this bastard in the office...?

Moreover, judging from his state in the photos, Gu Qinghan was clearly willing, and even seemed to be enjoying it.

"So, Teacher Fu." Zhu Xun Chuan put away his phone, and with an undeniable force, once again encircled her in his arms. His gaze was burning as he stared intently at her extremely alluring figure draped in her cheongsam, and he spoke in a low voice.

"A bet's a bet. Now, it's your turn to keep your promise."

The air in the lounge had stopped moving.

Fu Xinghe stared intently at the glowing phone screen.

Fu Xinghe's brain completely shut down.

"You..." Fu Xinghe's breathing became erratic.

Zhu Xun Chuan turned off the screen, slid the phone into his pocket, and braced his hands on the bookshelf, completely locking her between his embrace and the wooden board.

"Professor Fu, the evidence is irrefutable." Zhu Xun Chuan lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over her. "Professor Gu always keeps her word. As a specially appointed professor at Peking University, you can't go back on your word, can you?"

Fu Xinghe panicked.

She had never encountered such a shameless situation that she couldn't refute.

"I...I was just joking." Fu Xinghe turned his face away, not daring to look into his extremely aggressive eyes.

"Are you kidding me? You're joking about the reputation of a fellow teacher from the same school?" Zhu Xun Chuan whispered in her ear, "If this gets out, what will become of the municipal party committee's daughter's dignity?"

Fu Xinghe's eyes reddened as he pushed her to the brink, and the classical elegance she had cultivated since childhood shattered completely. Her mind raced, trying to find one last straw.

"I was mistaken!" Fu Xinghe turned around abruptly, blurting out, "Teacher Gu... she doesn't count! Yes, she's too young, inexperienced, and easily fooled by your sweet talk!"

Zhu Xun Chuan raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Then who should calculate?"

Fu Xinghe gritted his teeth and dropped an absolutely impossible bombshell: "Principal Meng! Yes, Executive Vice Principal Meng Wanqing! If you can even win her over, I... I'll really give myself to you!"

The moment the words left his mouth, the lounge fell silent.

Fu Xinghe's wildly beating heart finally calmed down a beat. She felt fortunate for her quick thinking.

Who is Meng Wanqing? She's a woman at the very top of the power pyramid at Peking University, the granddaughter of the wealthy Shen family in Shanghai, and the apple of the eye of Meng Changjin, the top official of the Shanghai Municipal Committee. A woman of that caliber from a powerful family, her methods and tactics are even more sophisticated than her father, Fu Xiuqi. No matter how much trouble Zhu Xunchuan causes, he could never possibly touch Meng Wanqing.

Zhu Xun Chuan was overjoyed to see Fu Xing He's relieved expression.

This professor, who is usually aloof and arrogant, is truly panicked and desperate, even dragging the executive vice president of Peking University into the fray to take the blame.

"Principal Meng..." Zhu Xun Chuan stroked his chin, drawing out the last syllable, "Teacher Fu, this is quite a leap. Jumping directly from counselor to vice principal, aren't you afraid of taking such a big step that you'll end up tugging at your cheongsam?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Fu Xinghe gripped his collar tightly, his chin slightly raised. "This is my condition. If you can't do it, don't even think about touching me today. Get off me now, I'm leaving."

Zhu Xun Chuan sighed and shook his head.

He leaned forward half an inch, his chest pressing directly against Fu Xinghe's soft front, and spoke in a low voice.

"To be honest, Principal Meng... actually had already..."

"Shut up!"

Fu Xinghe shoved him in the chest, interrupting him.

A flicker of embarrassment and absurdity crossed her eyes; she didn't believe Zhu Xun Chuan's nonsense at all.

"Zhu Xun Chuan, it's one thing for you to brag and fool young girls, but to come here spouting nonsense?" Fu Xinghe laughed in exasperation, his previously tense nerves relaxing instead. "Do you even know what kind of family Principal Meng comes from?"

She stared into Zhu Xun Chuan's eyes, her tone carrying the certainty of someone from the top echelons of society.

"She is the key link in the marriage alliance between the Shen and Meng families in Shanghai, and behind her stands the political and business resources of the entire Yangtze River Delta. A woman like her is arrogant and unfathomable. Don't even mention you, she wouldn't even give the most prestigious young masters in Beijing a second glance."

Fu Xinghe even adopted a tone that sounded like he was lecturing a student: "You try to fool me with Teacher Gu, I'll admit it. But to try and embellish yourself with Principal Meng is utterly ridiculous. You have no idea how assertive and dignified she usually is..."

Dominant? Dignified?

Zhu Xun Chuan's mind conjured up the image of Meng Wan Qing, dressed in a wine-red silk nightgown, straddling his lap in the guest room with an alluring pose. To outsiders, these words might seem apt, but to him, Principal Meng was clearly a ripe, man-eating flower.

"Teacher Fu," Zhu Xun Chuan raised his hand and pinched Fu Xing He's incessantly chattering red lips, "Have you ever considered that what I said might actually be true?"

Fu Xinghe's mouth was pinched into the shape of a duck, adding a touch of comicality to his usually aloof and stunningly beautiful face.

Her eyes widened, and she protested indistinctly, "Ugh... let go..."

Zhu Xun Chuan released his hand and then pinched her cheek.

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