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

Zhu Xunchuan nodded: "The flight back to Beijing is this afternoon."

Lin Chuxia stepped forward. She glanced at Jiang Yao, who was walking towards her, but didn't stop.

She knew she couldn't leave Bingcheng right now. In terms of affection, she believed she was no less than Jiang Yao or any of the girls around him, and his father certainly wouldn't let her go at this point. But she didn't want to just give up like that.

Lin Chuxia stopped in front of Zhu Xunchuan and suddenly stood on tiptoe.

She gently grasped the collar of his trench coat with both hands.

Soft lips landed precisely on Zhu Xun Chuan's right cheek.

A warm farewell kiss, carrying the fresh scent of a young girl.

It can be retrieved immediately upon contact with water.

Lin Chuxia took a half step back, her cheeks flushed, but her eyes were unusually bright and stubborn.

"Scumbag. Go back to guarding your big forest." Lin Chuxia curved her eyebrows and revealed a clean smile. "My dad will take care of the unfinished projects in Bingcheng. I'll keep a close eye on your and Yao Yao's backyard. Nobody can touch it."

"As long as you remember that I'm waiting for you in Harbin, that's enough."

She then whispered in Zhu Xun Chuan's ear, "I will always save my first time for you."

She took two steps back and waved to Jiang Yao who was walking over.

She turned around, her ponytail swinging in a clean arc through the air before disappearing around the corner of the corridor.

Zhu Xunchuan touched the lingering warmth on his cheek.

Jiang Yao walked to his side, looked in the direction Lin Chuxia had left, reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Zhu Xun Chuan's waist, but didn't use much force.

"You bastard, you've got the mayor's daughter completely under your thumb." Jiang Yao snorted and took his arm. "Let's go back to Beijing."

……

3 PM.

Harbin Nanyuan Airport, VIP waiting room.

The Gulfstream aircraft bound for Kyoto is ready.

Zhu Xun Chuan sat on the leather sofa, scrolling through the latest news from Guangying Media sent by Xia Wan Ying. Jiang Yao leaned on his shoulder, resting with her eyes closed.

The encrypted phone on the table suddenly started vibrating wildly.

Zhu Xunchuan glanced at the screen.

Caller ID: Gu Qinghan.

He picked up his phone, pressed the answer button, and held the phone to his ear.

"Feed," Zhu Xun Chuan said calmly.

There was a deathly silence on the other end of the phone for three seconds.

There was no tender concern, no lingering affection.

Only a suppressed voice, so cold it seemed to freeze the air.

"Zhu Xunchuan." Gu Qinghan's voice carried a dangerous undercurrent, each word emphasized. "You'd better explain to me what's going on with that 'Slightly Cool Early Summer' girl you have in Ice City?"

Zhu Xun Chuan sat on a leather sofa in the waiting room, holding his phone.

Jiang Yao leaned on his shoulder, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, clearly pretending to be asleep and eavesdropping.

"The early summer air is slightly cool, and the mayor's daughter of the Ice City is very wealthy. Zhu Xun Chuan, your life as a gamer is quite exciting." Gu Qinghan's voice came through the receiver, tinged with jealousy and coldness.

Zhu Xun Chuan chuckled. "Teacher Gu used the highest authority in the Municipal Public Security Bureau just to investigate a gaming partner?"

"Answer the question." Gu Qinghan wasn't buying it.

Zhu Xun Chuan said lazily, "Oh, I played ranked games with her for a few days two years ago, and I deleted her from my friends list a long time ago. She chased after me to a dinner party and called me a scumbag, but I'm actually quite innocent."

He paused for two seconds, lowered his voice, and added a superb bubbly tone (Ah Yin: Holy crap! Goosebumps!): "In my whole life, I've only ever lied to Teacher Gu's heart."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone. Gu Qinghan, used to being in control, was thrown off balance by this sudden declaration of love.

"Stop being so glib." She forced a cold and aloof demeanor and abruptly changed the subject. "I heard that Jiang Ting gave you guys a year-end target? To have a big, healthy son?"

The city bureau's surveillance network not only covered the streets of Harbin, but also extended into the special care wards of the Union Hospital medical team.

Zhu Xun Chuan didn't deny it: "It's just my father-in-law's good intention."

"Zhu Xun Chuan," Gu Qinghan said, her usual composure shattered. "I'm older than all of you. No matter who's in line, I have to get pregnant first!"

The counselor, known as "Iceberg," issued a forced conception order.

Jiang Yao suddenly opened her eyes and almost bit her teeth to pieces.

"Come with me to the old family home to meet the elders on the eighth day of next month." Gu Qinghan hung up the phone with a "beep" before giving Zhu Xunchuan a chance to refuse.

Zhu Xun Chuan looked at the black screen and a smile appeared on his lips.

Jiang Yao straightened up, adjusted her black halter dress, and said sourly, "Counselor Gu is really dedicated, even managing things related to his lower body."

Zhu Xun Chuan put away his phone and pinched Jiang Yao's fair chin. "She can control everything, but she can't control what we do in the sky. Board the plane."

Two hours later, the Gulfstream G650ER smoothly glided through the air at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

The cabin was dimly lit. Zhu Xun Chuan, dressed in a pure white shirt, leaned back in the large airline seat, flipping through financial reports written entirely in English.

A flight attendant in a tight-fitting uniform pushed a food cart closer.

She picked up a bottle of Ace of Spades champagne and deliberately leaned down. The gold flight attendant badge on her chest brushed against Zhu Xun Chuan's shoulder, revealing large expanses of her fair skin with her movement.

"Mr. Congratulations, your champagne." The flight attendant's voice was sweet and deliberately drawn out the last syllable, her eyes fixed on this top-tier tycoon with an astonishing aura.

Zhu Xun Chuan didn't even lift his eyelids, his finger turning over a page of the financial report.

Jiang Yao reached out and snatched the wine glass from the flight attendant's hand.

Two drops of champagne spilled onto the deep red wool carpet; it was already quite polite of her not to spill it on the flight attendant's face.

"Get out." Jiang Yao's eyes turned cold, and the fierce aura of a Northern underworld heiress was instantly released.

The flight attendant turned pale with fright, bowed repeatedly, and quickly pushed the food cart away.

Jiang Yao raised her hand and pressed the red button on the armrest.

The electric partition slowly rises, transforming the rear of the first-class cabin into an absolutely private, enclosed space.

Zhu Xun Chuan put down the financial report and looked at the stray cat with its fur standing on end beside him.

Jiang Yao put down her wine glass and sat directly on Zhu Xun Chuan's lap. Her black silk slip dress slipped up with the movement, revealing a patch of white skin against her sheer black stockings—a clear boundary between her skin and her skin.

She wrapped her arms around Zhu Xun Chuan's neck, leaned forward, and their noses almost touched.

"Brother Chuan, is that flight attendant prettier, or am I prettier?" Jiang Yao asked, her breath sweet and fragrant.

"Then it must be... she... isn't as pretty as you." Zhu Xun Chuan naturally wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

"Is it Teacher Gu from Kyoto who's anxious, or am I?" Jiang Yao pressed, her tone filled with a strong competitive spirit.

Before Zhu Xun Chuan could answer, she lowered her head and kissed his thin lips.

Inside the cabin at high altitude, the airflow occasionally brings slight turbulence.

Jiang Yao's movements were passionate, filled with a frenzied desire to possess everything. She even reached out to unbutton Zhu Xun Chuan's white shirt.

Zhu Xun Chuan used both hands to pull Jiang Yao firmly into his arms.

He took the initiative and became the host.

Jiang Yao quickly gave in. She lay limply on Zhu Xun Chuan's broad chest, her face flushed and her eyes full of tenderness.

Before this man, she found herself forever subservient.

"If you want to cut in line, you'll have to see if you have the stamina," Zhu Xun Chuan whispered in her ear.

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