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

The toe of the shoe precisely passed over the drooping corner of the blanket, and slowly slid upwards along Zhu Xun Chuan's uninjured left calf.

Zhu Xun Chuan's eyes dimmed.

This contrast between appearing cold and aloof on the surface, yet secretly being unrestrainedly provocative, pushes the tension in "duck soup" articles to the extreme.

This woman, who is usually extremely abstinent, is now venting her overwhelming jealousy in such an extreme way in front of another woman.

Jiang Yao stood on the other side, completely unaware of what was happening. All she saw was Gu Qinghan interrogating her with a pen, and she was already furious.

"Explain your ass! Brother Chuan is injured and needs to rest, so get out of here right now!" Jiang Yao shouted at the top of her lungs, tears welling up in her eyes. She really couldn't bear to see Zhu Xun Chuan suffer even a little bit.

Zhu Xun Chuan's hand suddenly reached under the blanket and accurately grabbed the tip of Gu Qing Han's misbehaving high heel. He then pulled down and clamped her calf tightly against the inside of his knee.

Gu Qinghan's hand holding the pen trembled uncontrollably. She looked up, her cold and beautiful face still composed, only a hint of panic flashing behind her glasses.

"Yao Yao." Zhu Xun Chuan ignored Gu Qing Han and turned to Jiang Yao, his tone leaving no room for argument, "The beds here are too hard, it's uncomfortable to sleep on. Go downstairs and help me with the transfer procedures. Have the Jiang family prepare the car."

Jiang Yao was stunned. "Transfer to another hospital? But your foot injury was just stitched up..."

"I said, do it." Zhu Xun Chuan emphasized, his eyes carrying an undeniable air of authority.

Although Jiang Yao was extremely unwilling, she had to suppress her temper as the little wildcat from the Northern Border when faced with Zhu Xun Chuan's order.

She glared at Gu Qinghan, then leaned closer to the bed and kissed Zhu Xun Chuan on the cheek, loudly proclaiming in a defiant tone, "Brother Chuan, wait for me, I'll be right back."

Jiang Yao, wearing military boots, pushed open the door and walked out.

The moment the door closed, the atmosphere in the ward completely changed.

Gu Qinghan strained, trying to pull her leg free from Zhu Xunchuan's grasp, but it wouldn't budge. Biting her lower lip, she warned coldly, "Let go. Do you even know you're a student?"

"A student?" Zhu Xun Chuan chuckled, then lifted the thin blanket with his right hand and grabbed Gu Qing Han's wrist.

Gu Qinghan gasped in surprise, losing her balance. Zhu Xunchuan used his strength to pull the unapproachable, aloof counselor onto the hospital bed.

Gu Qinghan fell into his arms, her black haute couture trench coat flaring out, one of her red-soled high heels still hanging on her foot, the other already fallen to the floor with a dull thud. She instinctively tried to struggle, her hands pressing against Zhu Xun Chuan's bare, muscular chest.

"You made me submit a practice report in the office, then chased me all the way to Tianjin using a sick leave slip as an excuse, and now you're even using the pretext of checking up on me in the ward." Zhu Xun Chuan gripped the back of her head tightly with his left hand, forcing her to tilt her head back. His voice was low and hoarse. "Teacher Gu, aren't you going a bit too far with your jealousy tactics?"

"You're talking nonsense..." Gu Qinghan blushed, still trying to maintain her dignity as a counselor. "You smell like other women's perfume, and you even took a knife for that gangster's daughter. Zhu Xunchuan, you're a madman!"

"Am I crazy?" Zhu Xun Chuan didn't give her a chance to speak, and lowered his head to kiss her incessantly chattering cold lips fiercely.

Gu Qinghan's breath was instantly stolen; all her resistance seemed pale and powerless in the face of this extremely aggressive man. The intense hormones of a grown man, mixed with a faint smell of blood, brutally tore apart all her pretense and restraint.

Her long, black-stockinged legs were curled up helplessly on the hospital bed, and her gold-rimmed glasses slipped off during the tugging and fell onto the white pillow.

Gu Qinghan's hands gradually shifted from resistance to clinging, gripping Zhu Xunchuan's shoulders tightly, her long nails almost digging into his flesh. This indulgence, born from a mixture of extreme anger and intense lust, carried a chilling sense of transgression.

Zhu Xun Chuan only released Gu Qinghan when she was almost suffocating.

Gu Qinghan gasped for breath, her chest heaving, a startling red flush rising at the corners of her eyes. She had lost her previous arrogant and aloof demeanor, and looked more like a woman who had completely fallen for her lover.

She leaned against Zhu Xun Chuan's chest, and after a long while, she finally regained a sliver of her rationality. She reached out to tidy her slightly disheveled long hair, put her gold-rimmed glasses back on, and spoke in a low voice, yet with an air of businesslike seriousness.

"Don't try to fool me with those tricks. I'm here to tell you something important." Gu Qinghan grabbed Zhu Xunchuan's hand, which was wandering around her waist, her eyes becoming extremely clear. "I received an internal message from the Peking University Security Department. Last night, in the abandoned teaching building in the West Campus, they checked the surrounding surveillance footage following the clues you left. There was no record of any suspicious person climbing over the wall. They even checked the fingerprints on that cleaned piano."

Gu Qinghan paused, his tone grave: "There are no fingerprints, not even any traces of dust. The other party is not only extremely professional in their methods, but also has a terrifyingly strong counter-surveillance awareness."

Zhu Xunchuan's smile faded.

"And another thing." Gu Qinghan glanced at the thick bandage wrapped around Zhu Xunchuan's right foot and sneered, "Do you think I haven't investigated anything these past few days? This injury on your foot wasn't caused by that stupid woman Jiang Yao at all. Yesterday morning, someone in the Beijing black market placed an order to smuggle a batch of standard-issue short knives, the exact same model as the one you kicked. The knife was deliberately placed there, calculated according to your route. Someone wants you dead, and someone with a very powerful background."

Zhu Xun Chuan wasn't surprised. This level of investigation was consistent with Gu Qing Han's cautious, meticulous, and highly intelligent persona. This woman wasn't just jealous; at crucial moments, she could truly help him unravel a clear underlying plot.

"Is Teacher Gu concerned about my safety?" Zhu Xun Chuan hooked his fingers around the belt of her trench coat.

"I just don't want my student to die out there and cause the college to write a report!" Gu Qinghan retorted stubbornly, but her body did not resist his touch.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Suddenly, the sound of Jiang Yao's hurried footsteps in military boots echoed in the corridor outside, accompanied by her loud shout: "Brother Chuan! The formalities are done! We can go now!"

Gu Qinghan's expression changed instantly, and she sat up from Zhu Xunchuan's arms. She quickly pulled up her trench coat, put on her high heels that had fallen to the ground, and resumed her aloof and elegant demeanor, even taking the time to smooth out the wrinkles in her clothes.

Zhu Xunchuan leaned against the pillows, watching Jiang Yao push open the door.

Jiang Yao rushed in with a stack of papers, glared fiercely at Gu Qinghan standing by the hospital bed, and stood in front of Zhu Xunchuan like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

At this moment, Zhu Xun Chuan's gaze did not linger on the two women in front of him. His thoughts had already drifted to the eerie "Little White" in the abandoned teaching building, and the knife that had appeared on the threshold this morning.

This is absolutely no coincidence. That yandere is not only lurking around him, but is also testing his limits in this extremely dangerous way.