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

A month-long duo queue session. In order to trick his opponent into having top-tier potions and support buffs, he displayed the ultimate scumbag behavior in the voice chat.

"Yanbao, give your husband a sip of milk."

"Wife, this exquisite purple outfit only looks good on you."

Every night, without fail, the bedtime story, delivered with a magnetic deep voice, completely captivated this Miao girl, who used a cute, loli-like voice to curse people in the guild every day.

After finally clearing the top-tier romance dungeon and obtaining the only limited-edition mount in the entire server, Ayan excitedly proposed that while forging a romantic relationship in the game, they should also meet in real life.

Zhu Xun Chuan agreed very readily.

Then, on the eve of meeting in person, in order to form a team in another shooting game, he uninstalled "Nine Provinces Chronicles" and blocked all of the other party's contact methods.

They completely vanished from the face of the earth.

Looking at the familiar face before him, Zhu Xun Chuan swallowed hard.

A deception scheme. And a scheme where the victim's true identity is directly controlled by their former online boyfriend.

"Yanbao?" Zhu Xun Chuan's voice was extremely weak, and his hoarse voice carried a hint of probing.

These two words were like sparks that ignited a powder keg.

The coldness and wildness in Qu Feiyan's eyes crumbled instantly. Tears welled up quickly, and her eyes turned red in an instant.

She took off her Martin boots and straddled the large bed. With her legs spread, she unabashedly straddled Zhu Xun Chuan's lap.

She grabbed Zhu Xun Chuan's shirt collar, which had been cut open, and looked down at the face she had hated for more than two years.

"You still dare to call me Yanbao!" Qu Feiyan's tears fell in a steady stream, landing on Zhu Xunchuan's chest.

She opened her mouth, aimed at Zhu Xun Chuan's intact left shoulder, and bit down hard.

They showed no mercy; they really went all out.

The taste of blood spread in my mouth.

Zhu Xun Chuan frowned slightly, but he neither struggled nor spoke to stop her. He simply let her vent.

Qu Feiyan bit down for a full minute. Only when she felt the man's body temperature gradually rising did she slowly release her mouth.

"You big liar!" Qu Feiyan released her grip, clenching her fists and pounding Zhu Xunchuan's chest repeatedly. "You promised to meet me in person! I even bought matching outfits, and waited for you at the Starbucks at the airport for a whole day and night! I couldn't get through to you on the phone, and you weren't online in the game!"

She cried and cursed at the same time, all her pride and pretense vanishing the moment she saw the person in question.

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you? If it weren't for Dinghe's dark web bounty posting your picture, I would have thought you were dead!"

Zhu Xun Chuan leaned against the pillow, looking at the young master of Miao Jiang who was sitting on him, crying like a baby.

He raised his left hand, which had just regained feeling.

Long, slender fingers ran through her short, grey-blue hair. Warm palms pressed against the back of her head, gently rubbing it.

"It's my fault." Zhu Xun Chuan's voice was hoarse, but it was filled with a tenderness and doting affection that could drown you.

He gently wiped away the tears on her cheek with the pad of his thumb.

"There was a family crisis at the time, and I was afraid of implicating you, so I didn't dare to see you." Zhu Xun Chuan told a little lie without batting an eye. He couldn't very well say that he was preparing for the college entrance exam at the time, could he?

"I'm here to atone for my sins, aren't I? I'll let you bite me as much as you want, okay?"

This familiar head pat, coupled with that deep and affectionate tone, directly shattered Qu Feiyan's last line of psychological defense.

Her initial murderous intent and desire for revenge instantly transformed into extreme grievance.

She stopped hitting him, collapsed, and lay directly on Zhu Xun Chuan's chest, hugging his waist tightly with both hands, burying her face in his neck, and whimpering like a wronged kitten.

The fragrance of orchids mingled with the scent of herbs, instantly warming up the small space.

Outside.

The four women sat on the sofa in the living room, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Half an hour passed, and there was still no movement inside.

"No, I have to go check it out." Xia Wanying stood up. Her domineering nature wouldn't allow things to get out of her control.

"She said not to be startled." Su Mucheng quickly pulled her back.

"I won't say anything. I just want to see if he's still alive." Xia Wanying shook off her hand, walked to the marble coffee table, and picked up the spare key.

Jiang Yao and Gu Qinghan exchanged a glance, then got up and followed.

Xia Wanying inserted the key into the lock and turned it gently.

"Click".

The door lock was unlocked. Xia Wanying pushed open the heavy solid wood door.

The light from the hallway shone into the dimly lit master bedroom.

Four pairs of eyes looked over at the same time, and then all the movements froze.

On a large, soft, pampered bed.

Zhu Xunchuan's white shirt was completely cut open and left wide open.

The wild girl who called herself a miracle doctor was currently straddling Zhu Xun Chuan's lap. Her upper body was pressed tightly against Zhu Xun Chuan's strong chest, her face buried in his neck, and her arms wrapped around the man's waist.

Zhu Xun Chuan's left hand was resting between the girl's waist and hips.

From the angle of the doorway, not only was the pose extremely ambiguous, but one could also clearly see the deep red teeth mark and fresh bloodstains on Zhu Xunchuan's left shoulder.

The battlefield of carnage erupted in an epic fashion in that instant.

Xia Wanying took a deep breath, and the veins on the back of her hand bulged out.

Gu Qinghan drew his sidearm from his waistband, the crisp sound of a bullet being chambered echoing in the room.

Jiang Yao kicked open the half-closed door, the butterfly knife in her hand bounced open, the blade reflecting a cold white light.

"What are you doing?!" Jiang Yao gritted her teeth, her voice filled with murderous intent.

Hearing the noise, Qu Feiyan, who was lying on Zhu Xunchuan's chest, turned her head.

Her eyes were still red, with tears clinging to the corners. But when faced with four menacing women, this young Miao chieftain immediately reverted to her usual spoiled and wild nature.

Instead of getting off Zhu Xun Chuan, she brazenly reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, asserting her dominance in a defiant manner.

Qu Feiyan, undaunted by Xia Wanying's murderous gaze, raised her delicate chin and let out a cold snort.

"What are you looking at! Haven't you ever seen a medical procedure before?" Qu Feiyan glared defiantly at the four women at the door. "This young master is taking him to the bathroom for a medicinal bath to expel the toxins. None of you are allowed to peek. Close the door!"

"Click." The frosted glass door to the master bathroom was locked from the inside.

Steam rises from the extra-large, temperature-controlled bathtub in the spacious apartment.

The clear hot water had been stained a deep, dark green by the bottles of medicinal powder that Qu Feiyan had poured into the bamboo basket. The precious scent of cedarwood incense barely masked the pungent, bitter smell of the herbs.

The warm yellow ambient light cast a shimmering glow on the water's surface.

Zhu Xun Chuan leaned against the edge of the bathtub. He had taken off his shirt, his muscular chest half-submerged in the medicine, and the fresh teeth marks on his left shoulder stood out against his fair skin.

Congratulations to [Oh Runji is delicious]!