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

A jarring, personalized video notification sound suddenly rang out in the quiet lounge. The ringtone was cold and monotonous, completely different from the usual system notification sounds; it was a special attention sound effect that Xia Wanying had forcibly set.

Zhu Xun Chuan looked at the three words "Xia Wan Ying" flashing on the screen, and the darkness in his deep eyes instantly vanished. He immediately stopped the intimate act he was in.

Startled by the sudden noise, Su Mucheng trembled, and the dazed look in her eyes quickly faded. She peeked out and saw the caller ID; her cheeks, which had been flushed from the deep kiss, stiffened slightly.

But she didn't throw a tantrum or lose her temper like a typical girl. Having navigated the complexities of this industry, coupled with her strong possessiveness and intelligence, she knew all too well what to do in situations like this.

She bit her moist red lips and, with remarkable understanding, slid down the edge of the marble vanity.

She squatted down, completely hiding her petite figure in the absolute blind spot of the camera.

She tilted her head back, her peach blossom eyes looking at Zhu Xun Chuan with a mixture of grievance and slyness. She stretched out her slender fingers and gently placed them on his knee.

This seemingly sensible and cooperative attitude, yet secretly filled with possessiveness, creates an extremely tense and immoral sense of stimulation in this confined space.

Zhu Xun Chuan took a deep breath, quickly wiped away the few remaining lipstick marks on the corner of his lips with his thumb, and straightened the collar of his black windbreaker. He leaned back on the edge of the large dressing table and pressed the answer button.

The screen flickered and then froze. Xia Wanying's stunningly beautiful face appeared in the center of the frame.

Her room was clearly an extremely luxurious top-floor conference room. The panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows offered a view of the bustling skyline of North China's CBD, and on either side of the long, dark walnut conference table sat the group's core executives, all dressed in suits.

Xia Wanying sat upright in the main seat, wearing a perfectly tailored black suit with subtle patterns, over which she wore a pure white silk shirt. Her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and she exuded an absolute sense of pressure as someone who had long held a position of power.

"Young Master Zhu." Xia Wanying's cold voice came through the phone speaker, carrying undisguised scrutiny and accusation, "Avoiding the great actress Pei's encirclement and running off to the suburban film studio to film a dating reality show, are you living a carefree life?"

Upon hearing this, the group of executives in the conference room, who were usually so influential in the business world, all lowered their heads, pretending to look at the merger and acquisition documents in their hands, even deliberately slowing their breathing. Everyone could tell that President Xia was furious, and no one dared to provoke him at this moment.

Zhu Xun Chuan looked calm, holding his phone in one hand and letting the other hang down naturally, gently pressing down on Su Mu Cheng's small hand that was drawing circles on his knee.

"President Xia, you're really well-informed." Zhu Xun Chuan remained calm, showing no panic at being caught. "Jinghong Entertainment has been making a lot of moves lately. I'm just here to inspect their business layout."

Xia Wanying snorted coldly, clearly not believing this explanation: "Inspecting an industry requires personally sitting in an observation room? I heard that the famous star Su was also recording in that studio today?"

The female CEO's intuition is always accurate.

Zhu Xun Chuan remained unfazed, immediately switching from defense to offense, his gaze aggressively fixed on the screen: "It's just a work arrangement. However, President Xia, you've chosen a great black suit with subtle patterns today. The collar opening is just right, it really accentuates your collarbone."

On the other end of the screen, Xia Wanying's cold, hard expression faltered slightly. The dull thud of a senior executive knocking over his thermos could even be heard from inside the conference room.

There's probably no one else in Beijing who would dare to so openly flirt with the richest woman in North China in front of all the senior executives at a major meeting regarding a multi-billion dollar merger.

Just then, Su Mucheng, hiding in the blind spot of the camera, was overwhelmed with jealousy. Listening to Zhu Xunchuan praise another strong woman in such a deep and seductive tone, the sourness in her heart almost overflowed.

She broke free from Zhu Xun Chuan's restraint, extended two slender white fingers, and precisely reached to the inside of Zhu Xun Chuan's thigh, pinching the most sensitive soft flesh and twisting it half a circle with just the right amount of pressure.

"hiss--"

Caught off guard, Zhu Xun Chuan gasped, his prominent Adam's apple bobbing violently. His previously steady breathing faltered, and his body involuntarily tensed.

Xia Wanying keenly noticed this unusual movement. Her phoenix eyes, which had softened slightly because of those sweet words, instantly sharpened. She leaned forward slightly, staring intently at Zhu Xunchuan on the screen: "Zhu Xunchuan, what are you doing? Is someone next to you?"

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Zhu Xun Chuan held his phone with unwavering composure. He suddenly exerted force with his hand under the table, pinning Su Mu Cheng's restless hands behind her back and trapping her firmly in place with his legs, preventing her from making any further movements.

"No one's here." Zhu Xun Chuan looked directly into Xia Wan Ying's eyes, his tone steady and firm. "I changed my sitting position just now and accidentally bumped my knee."

"Really?" Xia Wanying was clearly not so easily fooled. Her gaze swept over the furnishings of the lounge behind Zhu Xunchuan through the screen.

Zhu Xun Chuan didn't give her a chance to continue thinking or asking questions. Dealing with such a powerful female CEO, backing down and explaining would only lead to endless questioning; only a more aggressive approach could break the deadlock completely.

"President Xia is in a meeting about a multi-billion dollar acquisition, has the livelihoods of tens of thousands of people under his control, and still has to keep an eye on me." Zhu Xun Chuan's lips curled into a casual smile, his tone exuding absolute control. "If you can't let me go that much, why don't you send a car right now to pick you up and come here to keep an eye on me?"

This statement is domineering and full of flirtatious undertones that push the boundaries of chemistry.

A faint blush appeared on Xia Wanying's cold and beautiful face.

She knew there were dozens of ears listening in the conference room, and although the executives had their heads down, they were all gossiping like crazy. If she kept going on like this, her authority as the richest woman would truly be completely destroyed.

"Don't talk nonsense. I have a meeting to attend." Xia Wanying forced a calm tone and scolded him lightly, her speech noticeably faster as she tried to hide her inner turmoil. Before hanging up, she added in a low voice, "When I get back, I'll personally examine your wounds, and then we'll see what excuse you have left."

As soon as he finished speaking, the screen went black, and the video call ended.

Zhu Xun Chuan let out a long breath, casually tossed his phone onto the dressing table, and released his hold on Su Mu Cheng.

These few minutes of extreme stretching are even more mentally taxing than cross-country running with a load.

Su Mucheng slowly stood up. She straightened the wrinkled hem of her white floral dress and placed her hands on the edge of the dressing table next to Zhu Xunchuan.

Her eyes still held the flush and moisture from the deep kiss, and her pink lower lip had a faint white mark from biting it.

"Brother was much more skilled at coaxing President Xia than he was at coaxing me." Su Mucheng stared straight at Zhu Xunchuan, her tone resentful, filled with undisguised jealousy and provocation. It was unclear where she had learned that manner.