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

Zhu Xun Chuan remained calm and composed. He stretched out his large hand and placed it directly on Lu Nianxi's head, his five fingers running through her soft, long hair.

"Go back and sit down." Zhu Xun Chuan's voice was deep and cold, brooking no dissent. "Fasten your seatbelt."

There were no gentle words of comfort, no attempts to stand up for her. It was just this cold, condescending command.

But this gave Lu Nianxi, who had an extreme masochistic streak, an indescribable sense of satisfaction. She simply loved Zhu Xun Chuan's absolutely domineering and controlling attitude.

"Oh." Lu Nianxi sniffed and actually obediently let go. She stood up, holding onto the armrest of the seat, wiped away her tears, and obediently retreated to the seat on the other side of the aisle.

Meng Wanqing watched this scene, a hint of astonishment flashing in her peach blossom eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses. This crazy woman, she's become so stubborn and unyielding.

Just as Lu Nianxi sat down, before she even had a chance to fasten her seatbelt...

"Boom!"

A sudden, muffled thud erupted from the fuselage. Immediately afterward, the entire Boeing airliner seemed to be slammed down as if by an invisible giant hand.

A strong feeling of weightlessness instantly swept through the entire cabin.

The in-flight announcement blared: "Dear passengers, the aircraft is experiencing severe turbulence. Please return to your seats immediately and fasten your seatbelts..."

Before the broadcast was even finished, the aircraft experienced a severe leftward tilt and turbulence. The oxygen masks overhead bounced off and hung in mid-air, shaking violently.

Meng Wanqing was firmly strapped to her seat by the seatbelt, her hands gripping the armrests tightly, her face deathly pale.

Meanwhile, Lu Nianxi, on the other side of the corridor, didn't even try to grab the oxygen mask that had been knocked off.

A mad glint flashed in her eyes; she was completely unconcerned about whether the plane would crash. She even felt that if she could die with Zhu Xunchuan at this altitude of ten thousand meters, crushed into the same wreckage, that would be the most perfect fusion in the world.

Using the immense momentum of the tilting fuselage, Lu Nianxi kicked off the carpet without hesitation, leaping across the aisle like a cat pouncing on its prey and plunging headfirst into Zhu Xunchuan's arms.

"Xunchuan!"

Her hands gripped Zhu Xun Chuan's waist tightly, like iron clamps. Her entire body was pressed against his firm chest, greedily inhaling the fir scent that drove her mad.

Zhu Xun Chuan bulged his muscles and supported her back with one hand to stabilize her body and prevent her from being thrown off her seat.

Amidst the violent turbulence, the cabin lights flickered on and off.

Meng Wanqing looked at Lu Nianxi, who was tightly wrapped around Zhu Xunchuan, biting her red lips, but she was unable to make a sound to stop her due to the violent impact of the airflow.

Lu Nianxi buried her face in the crook of Zhu Xunchuan's neck. She felt Zhu Xunchuan's steady and strong heartbeat, and a sickly yet purposeful smile appeared on her lips.

This was her real purpose in going to great lengths to buy the entire first-class cabin and catch up with this flight.

"Xunchuan."

Lu Nianxi raised her head, her lips almost touching Zhu Xunchuan's earlobe.

Her voice was so low that it even drowned out the roar of the engines outside the cabin.

"Zhao Tingzhi is dead, and you've swallowed up that huge cake from Guangying Media. You've stolen the limelight."

Lu Nianxi breathed softly, her breath brushing against Zhu Xunchuan's sensitive ear, "But the person in the capital who truly sees you as a thorn in his side and wants to grind you to dust, secretly returned to the country yesterday."

Zhu Xun Chuan's hand behind her back suddenly stopped.

"He was Shen Tianxi's former fiancé in the Tianjin Military Region." Lu Nianxi's voice gradually turned cold. "The third-generation only son of the Chen family in Tianjin, the heir of the military region, Chen Pojun."

"The two were betrothed as children, but Shen Tianxi unilaterally rejected it without telling you. But do you think Chen Pojun would agree to it?"

She stared at Zhu Xunchuan's profile and dropped the top-secret intelligence that was enough to set the city on fire.

"Guess how many overseas special forces soldiers this young master brought back to kill you?"

"Boom!" The violent turbulence of the airflow gradually subsided.

The Boeing 777 resumed level flight, and the cabin lights were turned back on.

Zhu Xunchuan remained seated comfortably in the spacious airline seat.

Lu Nianxi lay sprawled on his lap. This daughter of a powerful municipal party committee member, who wielded considerable influence in Tianjin, was completely devoid of her usual dignified demeanor. Her six-figure haute couture trench coat lay spread across the carpet, her delicate arms tightly wrapped around Zhu Xunchuan's waist.

Zhu Xun Chuan supported her back with one hand and used the other hand to pinch her smooth chin, forcing her to raise her head.

"Chen Pojun is back in the country?" Zhu Xun Chuan asked coldly. "Is the intelligence accurate?"

Lu Nianxi let him hold her hand, obediently pressing her palm against his.

"The special plane that arrived early this morning landed directly at Nanyuan Airport of the Beijing Military Region." Lu Nianxi's voice was tinged with embarrassment. "After Zhao Tingzhi's downfall, news of your taking over Guangying Media has already spread. As a red family with a military background, the Chen family will not allow a nobody from out of town to control such a large cash flow in Beijing. They don't want you to gain a foothold in Beijing."

She paused, a flicker of fanatical jealousy flashing in her eyes.

"Moreover, and more importantly, there's Shen Tianxi. Chen Pojun is her fiancé, but recently, Shen Tianxi not only used military base station data for you, but also put you on her special protection list. Chen Pojun considers this a great humiliation." Lu Nianxi's tone became increasingly urgent. "This time when he returned to China, he brought an entire squad of retired overseas mercenaries, specifically to deal with you."

Zhu Xunchuan exerts force with his fingers, his finger bones are strong.

"This overseas mercenary team, codenamed 'Thunderstorm,' consists entirely of top-tier assassins who have participated in combat in the Middle East. They don't respect the rules of Beijing; they only care about the Chen family's money. All their weapons were brought in through special channels," Lu Nianxi added, providing top-secret details.

"Chen Pojun is planning to overturn the table," Zhu Xun Chuan said coldly. "Since he doesn't want to play by the rules, then I'll play along to the end. Does Shen Tianxi know about this?"

"She's under house arrest by the military region," Lu Nianxi replied. "Chen Pojun, in his fiancé's name, has cut off all her contact with the outside world. Even if she wanted to send a message, she couldn't."

The heir of the Chen family is a mercenary employed overseas. This is blatantly blatant assassination.

Zhu Xunchuan felt the slight tremor coming from his fingers.

Lu Nianxi offered no resistance. She proactively presented her cheek, gently rubbing it against his warm palm, displaying utter submission and infatuation.

Zhu Xun Chuan looked at the top-tier rich and beautiful woman in front of him.

He knew all too well how crazy this woman was at heart.

This woman is capable of destroying everything for love, including him.

Zhu Xun Chuan's fingers slid up her chin, following the contours of her cheeks, finally stopping at the back of her neck. His large hand tightened, pressing directly on her cervical spine.

Lu Nianxi's breathing quickened. The feeling of danger—that her neck could be snapped at any moment—did not frighten her; instead, it made her tremble and create an extreme sense of dependence. She proactively raised her slender neck, cooperating with his movements.

"I've accepted your intelligence," Zhu Xun Chuan said, gathering his thoughts. "But what are you going to exchange it for?"