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

Inside the underground air-raid shelter, the air was cold and damp.

Zhu Xun Chuan pinned Bai He firmly to the rough concrete wall with one hand. Their bodies were pressed tightly together. He freed his left hand and went straight down along the edge of Bai He's tight-fitting combat suit.

Physical contact in this environment carries an absolute sense of oppression and scrutiny.

His large, warm hands, through the special fabric, precisely gripped every vital joint of her body. The tactical straps on her outer thighs were ripped off, and two non-metallic, anti-detection ceramic short knives fell into the muddy water.

His hand slid down her waistline and stopped at her abdomen. Bai He's breathing instantly became rapid, and her body trembled instinctively.

Zhu Xun Chuan showed no mercy whatsoever. He reached inside her waistband and forcefully pulled out a tiny black detonator, no bigger than a fingernail.

"Smack."

He threw the detonator into the corner and stomped on it until it was crushed.

"Carrying my child in your belly, you ran off to this dark, sunless place to play with high explosives." Zhu Xun Chuan's voice was cold and sharp, filled with undisguised anger. His fingers tightened around her chin. "Who gave you the audacity to use my bloodline to die?"

The white crane's hands were pinned behind its back, making it impossible for it to move.

Faced with this outrage, she was not afraid at all; instead, she let out a few giggles.

She tilted her pale, exquisitely beautiful face up, following the force of Zhu Xun Chuan's fingers, and greedily pressed her cheek against his chest. Through the black silk shirt, she rubbed her face against his firm pectoral muscles, her eyes gleaming with a morbid obsession.

"Brother's angry." Bai He's voice was soft and sweet. "Being angry means you care about me. That makes me happier than completing any dark web bounty."

Zhu Xun Chuan frowned, his eyes growing colder.

"Zhao Tingzhi was indeed the mastermind behind the orphanage fire." Bai He raised his eyes, his gaze tracing Zhu Xun Chuan's rugged facial features in the darkness. "But that night at the hospital, I saw those encrypted documents on your computer. That old Zhao family bastard holds onto old scores from Jiangnan Road. He blocked your plan to enter the capital, and he's your biggest problem right now."

Zhu Xun Chuan's expression changed.

"I know the women around you have powerful connections." Bai He breathed in the faint scent of tobacco on him. "Fu Xinghe has the resources of the municipal party committee, and Xia Wanting has capital. But the Zhao family has been rooted in Beijing for thirty years. If you go head-to-head, you'll be in danger. They're unwilling to risk their lives, but I am."

The smile on her lips gradually widened, carrying a reckless madness.

"As long as we detonate these five boxes of C4, the Zhao family, this cancer, will be completely eradicated from this world." Bai He's voice was ethereal. "From now on, no one in Beijing will be able to threaten you."

All the killing, madness, and destruction, in the end, were only meant to pave the way for Zhu Xunchuan's future.

Zhu Xunchuan's heart tightened suddenly.

The smile on Bai He's lips slowly faded. Her eyes quickly welled up with tears, a layer of moisture covering her stubborn gaze. Two streams of tears slid down her cheeks, landing on the back of Zhu Xun Chuan's hand.

The tears were scalding hot.

"Brother, I'm so filthy." Bai He's voice began to tremble, revealing an extreme despair. "In the past three years on the dark web, I've been wallowing in the mire and blood every day. I've taken countless lives."

She sniffed, and her body slumped down limply.

"Fu Xinghe, Gu Qinghan, Meng Wanqing... they come from respectable families and are well-educated. They stand in the sunlight, able to help you build connections and stand respectably by your side." Bai He's voice was thick with sobs. "I have nothing. I can't even produce a clean ID card. I'm not good enough for you."

The tears flowed more and more fiercely, soaking the collar of Zhu Xun Chuan's trench coat.

"Only by dying here, only by clearing all obstacles for you," the white crane closed its eyes, "will you remember me forever. You'll always have a place for me in your heart. That's enough."

This is an extremely morbid sacrifice. To exchange a life for a privilege that can never be replaced.

Zhu Xun Chuan couldn't listen anymore.

Anger, heartache, and irritability all reached their peak at this moment.

He immediately released his left hand from her chin, pressed his large palm against the back of her head, and forcefully shoved her face towards himself.

Zhu Xun Chuan lowered his head and kissed those two pale, trembling lips fiercely.

This was not a gentle comfort, but a bite that carried the full force of punishment. His movements were violent and forceful, an invasion of her territory without reservation.

The white crane let out a sob, its legs going weak.

The air-raid shelter was deathly silent, with only the heavy, intertwined breathing echoing through the air.

Zhu Xun Chuan bit her lip until it bled. A faint taste of blood and rust spread in their mouths. This pain, filled with a sense of masculine aggression, forcefully severed all the despair and inferiority in Bai He's mind.

Her breathing became completely erratic, her body trembled from lack of oxygen, and she could only rely on Zhu Xun Chuan's arm for support to avoid collapsing to the ground.

It took a full three minutes for Zhu Xun Chuan to end the almost suffocating deep kiss.

Their foreheads touched. Their hot breaths mingled.

"Listen to me clearly." Zhu Xun Chuan cupped her flushed cheeks in his hands, roughly wiping away the blood from the corner of her lips with his thumb. "You are the woman I, Zhu Xun Chuan, have touched."

The white crane stared at him blankly, its eyes filled with tears.

"Your life, your body, and the child in your belly, all belong to me." Zhu Xun Chuan spoke each word with a resounding domineering force. "I don't care how many people you've killed, or how many people you've killed in the past. As long as I don't give my consent, even the King of Hell can't take you away."

This unreasonable favoritism and absolute possessiveness struck Baihe's already wounded heart like a hammer blow.

Her body trembled, she completely broke down, and burst into tears.

Zhu Xun Chuan let out a long breath. The tension that had been building up to its limit finally eased briefly when he saw Bai He break down in tears.

He was convinced that this emotional outburst had completely shattered the yandere girl's defenses against death.

He released the hand that was tied behind the white crane's back.

He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her completely into his embrace. He gently patted her back with his large hands.

The white crane nestled against his shoulder. She cried bitterly, her tears soaking through her black shirt.

However, this was from an angle that Zhu Xun Chuan could not see.

In the white crane's bloodshot eyes, sorrow and despair quickly receded. In their place came an extreme fervor and infatuation born of triumph.

She sobbed, raising her slender fingers.

Her fingertips traced a path up Zhu Xun Chuan's muscular back, finally resting on a specially made black button at the collar of his tight-fitting suit. She gently rubbed the edge of the button twice with the pad of her index finger.

"Brother." Bai He breathed softly, her warm breath brushing against Zhu Xun Chuan's neck, her voice incredibly gentle, "It's so cold here, I have no strength left, please carry me to bed..."