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

The Maybach Pullman ascended the winding mountain road. Inside the cabin, the aroma of premium white tea wafted gently through the air.

Xia Wanying leaned against Zhu Xunchuan's chest, her long legs casually draped over his knees.

The calves encased in white stockings possessed an amazing elasticity and delicate texture, with an exquisite lace trim around the cuffs clinging tightly to the snow-white skin.

She turned her body slightly to the side, causing the neckline of her French white dress to droop slightly.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhu Xun Chuan supported her lower back with his palm, and through the extremely thin silk fabric, his fingertips gently scraped down her spine.

Xia Wanying's body trembled slightly, and a layer of misty tears welled up in her eyes. She tilted her head back, her red lips slightly parted, and exhaled warm breath: "As long as you're with me, I'll eat anything. I'm full just looking at you."

The car came to a smooth stop. This was a top-tier private estate halfway up a mountain in Kyoto... the "Cloud Peak" restaurant. It had no sign, didn't accept walk-in customers, and operated on an extremely strict membership referral system; those without assets exceeding one billion yen weren't even qualified to enter.

The car door was opened by a foreign bodyguard.

Zhu Xun Chuan got out of the car first, then turned around. Xia Wan Ying naturally extended her hand, which was wearing a black lace glove, and placed it in his palm before gracefully stepping out of the car.

At the entrance of the manor, two rows of waiters in tuxedos stood ramrod straight. At the very front stood a portly middle-aged man, the owner of this top-class restaurant.

At this moment, the boss, who was used to seeing Kyoto's powerful and wealthy, was slightly bent over, holding a finely crafted solid gold washbasin in both hands. A few fresh rose petals and slices of lime floated in the basin.

"Miss Xia, you've arrived. Everything is prepared as you instructed." The boss lowered his posture to the lowest level, his smile revealing extreme obsequiousness, and even his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Xia Wanying didn't even glance at him. She took off her black lace gloves, casually handed them to the housekeeper behind her, and washed her hands in the pure gold basin. The housekeeper immediately handed her a warm silk towel.

Throughout the entire process, she remained silent, exuding an absolute aloofness born from being immersed at the top of the pyramid since childhood.

"Brother Chuan, wash your hands." She turned to look at Zhu Xun Chuan, her previous arrogance vanished instantly, and her eyes were filled with tenderness.

Zhu Xun Chuan smiled and washed his hands, mimicking her actions. The pomp and circumstance were indeed impressive; an ordinary person standing here would have their legs go weak just from the boss's obsequious manner.

Led by the owner, the two entered the panoramic glass private room on the top floor of the restaurant.

Below me stretched the dazzling night view of Kyoto, with countless lights twinkling in the sky. Custom-made scented candles burned on the long, rectangular French dining table, their light flickering.

After we were seated, the owner respectfully presented us with the gold-embossed menu with both hands: "Ms. Xia, tonight's menu..."

"No need to look anymore." Xia Wanying leaned back in her chair, her long, white-stockinged legs elegantly crossed. "Just bring out the thickest piece of your air-freighted bluefin tuna belly. White truffles, freshly shaved by weight, to go with your signature A5 Kobe beef. As for the wine, bring that bottle of Romanée-Conti that's kept at the very back of your wine cellar."

The boss nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll prepare it for you right away."

Zhu Xun Chuan sat opposite him, calmly doing some calculations. These few dishes and that bottle of wine alone were worth ten years' wages for an average worker.

In less than ten minutes, the dishes were served in a continuous stream. During this time, several business tycoons who were dining in other private rooms heard that Miss Xia had arrived and came over with their wine glasses to offer their toasts.

"Miss Xia, it's an honor to meet you. I am Wang from Tianhe Building Materials..." A Mediterranean-looking CEO in a suit bowed and raised his glass.

"Just leave it there. I'm only seeing important people tonight." Xia Wanying didn't even pick up her cup, her gaze fixed on the window, her tone icy cold.

The Mediterranean-style CEO, far from being angry, put down his glass as if granted a pardon, offered a few compliments, and slunk away. As he left, he stole a glance at Zhu Xun Chuan with awe, secretly wondering what kind of powerful background this young man had that could have Miss Xia personally accompany him.

The door to the private room closed again. All the bystanders left.

The moment the door closed, Xia Wanying's unapproachable queen-like aura instantly collapsed.

She stood up from her chair, walked to Zhu Xun Chuan's side, pulled out a chair, and squeezed into his lap to sit down.

"Those old men are so annoying, they disturb our meal," Xia Wanying complained, pouting.

As she leaned forward, Zhu Xun Chuan's gaze naturally passed over the deep ravine, revealing the full hemisphere's edge inside.

Xia Wanying picked up her knife and fork and began cutting the premium Kobe beef on her plate. She had never done this kind of serving work before, so her movements were a little clumsy, and the knife and fork made a slight sound as they struck the porcelain plate.

After finally cutting off a piece of beef of a suitable size, she picked it up with a fork and carefully offered it to Zhu Xun Chuan's mouth.

"Brother Chuan, open your mouth." She tilted her head up, her captivating eyes full of expectation, like a little girl who had just gotten a perfect score on a test and was waiting for her parents to give her candy.

The contrast is too much.

Zhu Xun Chuan took a bite of the beef; the meat melted in his mouth, juicy and tender. But he didn't look at the meat; instead, he stared into her eyes.

"Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?" Zhu Xun Chuan chewed, his tone slightly teasing.

"Because you deserve it." Xia Wanying's fingers traced restless circles on his chest. "Besides, I missed you. I knew you were preparing for the college entrance exam, so I didn't bother you and waited for you."

As she said this, she bit her lower lip, her tone revealing a hint of grievance.

Xia Wanying accidentally got a little black pepper sauce on the corner of her mouth. Zhu Xunchuan took out a napkin and gently wiped it off for her.

His fingers traced her soft red lips intentionally or unintentionally, his fingertip lingering on her lower lip for a second before gently pressing it.

"You're so good, even better than when we chat online," Zhu Xun Chuan praised.

With just this simple compliment, Xia Wanying's face instantly turned red to the roots of her ears. Her eyes lit up with joy, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around Zhu Xunchuan's neck and planted a big kiss on his chin.

"I'm glad you like it, Brother Chuan. I'll cut it for you every day from now on." She whispered in his ear, her voice soft and seductive. "By the way, were you unhappy with the environment in the dorm earlier?"

"It's alright, all the male dorms are like that. But isn't it a bit of a fuss for you to buy that building?" Zhu Xun Chuan placed his hand on her thigh, which was covered in white stockings, and gently pinched the lace trim.

"Actually, I wasn't originally planning to buy that building." Xia Wanying let him do as he pleased, her body as limp as water, her tone extremely casual. "My dad originally wanted to donate a national-level laboratory to Kyoto University. I thought it was too much trouble, so I just bought a small share of the school and became a board member. I also had them allocate that empty dormitory building to me. That way, I can see you anytime."

On a whim, I bought some shares and became a member of the school's board of directors.

Zhu Xun Chuan's hand paused. He knew Xia Wan Ying was wealthy, but buying shares in China's top university was not something money could solve; it represented an extremely terrifying network of power.

"Miss Xia's 'small business' has become quite a big one," Zhu Xun Chuan said with a half-smile.

"From now on, no one in the entire Kyoto University will dare to touch you. Anyone who dares to make you unhappy will be fired." Xia Wanying raised her chin, her tone domineering, then softened, rubbing her chin against his shoulder. "Including your counselor Gu Qinghan, and that specially appointed professor surnamed Fu. I don't like the way they look at you."

Zhu Xun Chuan's heart tightened. This woman's radar was more accurate than a military detector.

The atmosphere was thick and sticky, the ambiguity under the candlelight reaching its peak. Xia Wanying's breathing became more and more rapid, and her hand had already begun to explore downwards along the edge of Zhu Xunchuan's belt.

"Brother Chuan, are you full? If you are, let's eat something else." Her voice trembled, her eyes were glazed, and her long white-stockinged legs tightened around his waist.

At this critical moment.

"Buzz..."

Zhu Xunchuan's phone vibrated in his pocket. He guessed it was Jiang Yao urging him.

Judging by the time, it's already 7:30 PM. There's less than half an hour left until the time Jiang Yao agreed to meet on the top floor of the club.

If we don't go, given the spoiled and demanding nature of that young lady from the Jiang family, she might just bring a few truckloads of people and raze this restaurant halfway up the mountain to the ground.

Zhu Xun Chuan's rationality returned instantly. He calmly held down Xia Wan Ying's mischievous hand and leaned over to peck her lips.

"I'm going to the restroom, I'll eat slowly when I get back." He patted her waist.

Xia Wanying grumbled slightly in dissatisfaction, but still obediently let go of his hand and straightened her slightly disheveled collar: "Then hurry up, I'm waiting for you."

Zhu Xun Chuan got up, pushed open the heavy solid wood door of the private room, and strode towards the restroom at the end of the corridor.

He immediately took out his phone after closing the cubicle door.

A WeChat message from Jiang Yao popped up on the screen. There was no text, just a photo.

In the dim light, a long, shapely leg was visible on the edge of the bright red velvet bed.

The photo wasn't fully revealing; it only showed the area from the knees to the thighs. The hem of her black, high-slit cheongsam was casually tossed to one side, creating a striking visual contrast between her snow-white skin and the black fabric. This woman really dares to post anything.

Below the photo is a short text message.

【I'm done washing. You were ruined in less than ten minutes.】