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

Inside the underground air-raid shelter, the mottled wall lamps emitted a dim yellow light.

The white crane straddled Zhu Xunchuan's waist.

Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, sweeping across Zhu Xun Chuan's well-defined chest.

The air was filled with the strange, sweet scent of the specially made sedative drug.

Zhu Xunchuan lay on the iron-framed bed.

His muscles remained taut, and it felt as if a fire was burning deep within his meridians. The drug's effects were extremely potent, not only severing his control over his limbs but also amplifying his masculine instincts to an extreme degree.

But his eyes remained cold and sharp.

"Get down." Zhu Xun Chuan's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice low and hoarse.

"No." The white crane shook its head.

She placed her hands on Zhu Xun Chuan's shoulders. Her fingertips slid down his collarbone.

Their skin touched. Bai He's hands were very cold, but Zhu Xun Chuan's body temperature was surprisingly high.

This is an extremely strong contrast.

The white crane lowered its body.

Her soft lips pressed against Zhu Xun Chuan's earlobe, her breathing rapid.

"Brother, your heart is beating so fast." Baihe's voice trembled, filled with the pleasure of triumph and a morbid obsession.

She did not rush to take the next step.

Instead, she pressed her cheek against Zhu Xun Chuan's heart. Listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, the stubbornness in her eyes gradually transformed into an intense and tender affection.

She spent three years on the dark web. She had witnessed betrayal, bloodshed, and death.

The man before her was the only light in her life when she was trapped in the mire.

Today, she wants to offer him her purest and most unreserved self.

The white crane straightened up.

She bit her red lips. Her waist slumped.

There was no unnecessary preamble.

This is a resolute decision, like a moth drawn to a flame.

Zhu Xun Chuan let out a muffled groan.

The rationality deep within her pupils completely collapsed at this moment.

The white crane still had absolutely no experience.

Her movements were awkward and clumsy.

But she was extremely stubborn. She stubbornly maintained control, pinning Zhu Xun Chuan down and not giving him any chance to take the initiative.

Sweat streamed down her pale, beautiful face, dripping onto Zhu Xun Chuan's firm chest muscles.

"I'm yours again. Only now do you belong to me alone." The white crane trembled, with a hint of excitement.

Her eyes were red and swollen.

She gripped Zhu Xun Chuan's fingers tightly with both hands, so tightly that she almost crushed his finger bones.

Zhu Xun Chuan was unable to exert any force and could only let her take what she wanted.

This is an extremely absurd experience.

A man with absolute power is completely controlled by a yandere girl in his most private matters.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The white crane suddenly stopped all its movements.

She collapsed onto Zhu Xun Chuan, completely exhausted, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

Hot tears welled up in my eyes without warning.

One drop after another.

It all hit Zhu Xunchuan's collarbone.

"Brother..." the white crane sobbed.

The madness and yandere from before were gone from her voice; only the purest despair and reluctance remained.

"If there is a next life, I will definitely come back to find you."

She whispered in his ear.

His tone was so light that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

Then, she leaned forward and, with her last ounce of strength, kissed Zhu Xun Chuan's lips deeply.

This was a kiss of death carrying the meaning of parting.

The drug's effects reached their peak under the intense impact of lust.

Zhu Xun Chuan's vision gradually blurred. A heavy sense of fatigue washed over him from deep within his mind.

The system countdown is still ticking slowly.

He looked at Baihe's tear-streaked face, wanting to reach out and grab her, but his fingers could only fall limply onto the sheets.

Darkness completely swallowed his consciousness.

The image fades out.

I don't know how much time passed.

A cold, drafty draft blew in through the ventilation ducts.

"bite."

A mechanical voice echoed from deep within my mind.

[Countdown complete. Antivirus activated. Unknown complex neurotoxin has been eliminated.]

Zhu Xun Chuan suddenly opened his eyes.

The muscles instantly rejuvenated, and powerful energy once again filled the limbs and bones.

He sat up abruptly.

The metal bunk bed shook violently.

The surroundings were deathly silent. The mottled wall lamp still flickered, and muddy water was still dripping from the corner of the wall.

But the scent in the air, a mixture of the sweetness of peaches and the subtle fragrance of black datura, had mostly dissipated.

There was no one around.

Zhu Xunchuan lowered his head.

He was covered with that long black trench coat.

That was the cleanest proof she left behind.

Zhu Xun Chuan's face instantly turned extremely gloomy.

The rage exploded in his chest like a powder keg that had been lit.

He rolled over and got out of bed.

Military boots tread on the dusty ground.

My gaze swept across the room.

On the wooden table with the old enamel mug.

A black Browning pistol lay quietly, along with a windproof lighter tucked under the barrel.

The gun is his.

There was a pink sticky note under the lighter.

Zhu Xun Chuan strode over and grabbed the note.

The handwriting was delicate, yet it conveyed a sense of unwavering resolve.

"I'll repay your kindness by borrowing your seed."

"If I come back alive, I'll be your slave for the rest of my life."

"If I don't come back."

"Don't chase after them."

"I'll marry you in my next life."

A few lines of text.

Every word was a provocation against Zhu Xun Chuan's bottom line.

"Oh shit!"

Zhu Xun Chuan gritted his teeth and swore.

He tightened his grip. The pink note was crumpled into a ball and slammed onto the ground.

Passively enjoying the benefits? Or sacrificing oneself to preserve one's lineage and die?

This crazy girl actually dared to use her body to drain him of his last bit of strength, just to go and die alone!

What did she take the Zhao family for?

What did she take Zhu Xun Chuan for?!

Zhu Xunchuan picked up the Browning pistol from the table.

"Snap!"

Remove the magazine, check the bullets, and chamber a new round.

His movements were brutal, radiating an barely suppressed murderous intent.

He grabbed his trench coat and haphazardly draped it over his shoulders. He turned and walked out of the lounge.

Walk through the hall where C4 explosives are piled up.

We walked to the entrance of the air-raid shelter.

"Bang!"

Zhu Xun Chuan kicked open the half-closed, heavy blast door.

The door hinge broke, and the heavy iron door crashed into the muddy ground.

The darkness before dawn is the deepest.

The torrential rain continued.

The strong wind, carrying icy rain, instantly soaked Zhu Xun Chuan's short black hair.

He strode up to the black Range Rover.

Open the car door.

His gaze was fixed on the direction from Xishan to the city center.

It's 4 a.m.

There are only a few hours left until the 70th birthday banquet at Diaoyutai State Guesthouse.

Since that crazy girl dared to go, it means she has figured out the security loopholes in Zhao Tingzhi's security.

But Class A security is an impregnable fortress built with human lives.

If she goes, she will face certain death!

Zhu Xunchuan's chest heaved violently.

His eyes were filled with alarming bloodshot veins.

He had never felt such a pure urge to destroy a behemoth as he did now.

Screw political maneuvering!

Screw it, let's just wait and see!

Even if Zhu Xun Chuan's woman is a bloodthirsty female assassin, it's not up to those old fogies from the Zhao family to take her life!

"Bang!"

Zhu Xunchuan turned around and punched a discarded wooden crate piled up next to the entrance of the air-raid shelter.

The wooden crate was shattered into pieces. Splinters pierced his knuckles, and blood mingled with the rainwater.

He didn't care.

He turned and got into the driver's seat.

The car doors slammed shut.

"boom!"

The Range Rover's V8 engine roars like a beast.

The car headlights tore through the rain.

The massive off-road vehicle turned around on the muddy wasteland, its tires kicking up large amounts of mud and water, like a furious beast plunging headlong into the torrential rain.

Heading straight to Beijing.

Zhu Xun Chuan gripped the steering wheel with one hand, his knuckles protruding.

"Zhao Tingzhi".

He stared at the blurry rain scene outside the windshield, his voice as cold as if it came from the deepest hell.

"If she were missing even a single hair today..."

"I want your entire Zhao family to be executed by slow slicing!"