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

2:50 p.m.

A pure black Porsche Panamera sped along the winding Xishan Road and finally came to a steady stop in front of the black carved iron gate of Building 8, Xishan No. 1 Courtyard.

This is a well-known, top-tier affluent area in Beijing. Zhu Xun Chuan unbuckled his seatbelt and straightened his Brunello Cucinelli haute couture suit, worth 780,000 yuan.

She sent a text message at 2:30 AM, directly providing her address and setting a time. Zhu Xun Chuan initially thought Xie Jing Hong had completely shed her "female demon" facade and was preparing to do something exciting on her private property.

He even planned out the residual effects of the stamina-enhancing drugs.

Push open the heavy solid wood door of the villa.

A sweet, cloying scent, a blend of Romanée-Conti and several high-end bespoke perfumes, wafts over you.

The luxurious sunken living room was dimly lit, with crystal wall lamps emitting an ambiguous warm yellow glow.

There was no lone man and woman as one might imagine.

Four women sat on a huge circular silk sofa.

Xie Jinghong sat in the main seat, still sporting her signature wavy hair. She had changed into a dark green velvet high-slit dress, the deep V-neck revealing a dazzling expanse of white skin.

She crossed her right leg over her left, revealing a straight, shapely, and smooth long leg through the slit, while she swirled a half-glass of red wine in her hand.

The other three women sat on either side.

The woman on the left, in her early thirties, wore a burgundy silk slip dress and a cashmere shawl, exuding an air of elegance. The two on the right, one in a tight black pencil skirt and gold-rimmed glasses, the other in a white fitted suit, both projected the air of seasoned socialites from Beijing's elite circles.

Zhu Xun Chuan paused, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

After all that, sending text messages in the middle of the night, making it seem like a clandestine affair, turned out to be a group meeting?

Without the slightest hesitation, he strode down the steps. His [Hormonal Aura] silently reached its peak at that moment.

Coupled with the relaxed yet oppressive aura emanating from three generations of chaebol heirs, Zhu Xun Chuan exudes a deadly masculine aggression.

The laughter and conversation in the living room stopped abruptly.

The three female bosses turned their heads at the same time, their gazes fixed on Zhu Xunchuan.

Having seen countless men, these women have encountered all sorts of young heartthrobs and top celebrities in the entertainment industry. But in front of Zhu Xun Chuan, those male stars seem like industrial products from an assembly line, lacking that wildness and composure that comes from within.

The woman in the silk slip dress looked undisguisedly amazed. She subconsciously sat up straight and pushed her neckline forward.

The woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses pushed up her glasses, her gaze sweeping unabashedly over Zhu Xun Chuan's broad shoulders and slender waistline.

"Director Xie, is this the kind of setup you're making by texting me in the middle of the night to invite me to an audition?" Zhu Xun Chuan walked to the coffee table, his gaze sweeping over the other three and looking directly at Xie Jing Hong. "I thought Director Xie was going to give me a thorough and easy-to-understand private coaching session. I even had my posture all planned out."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other three women burst into laughter.

Xie Jinghong's fingers, gripping the wine glass, stiffened slightly. This bastard, daring to be so indiscriminate in front of outsiders.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to adopt the airs of a top director in Beijing's entertainment circle.

"Stop being cheeky." Xie Jinghong put down his wine glass and pointed to the women around him. "Let me introduce you. This is President Xue from Starlight Capital, this is the renowned screenwriter Chen Dana, and this is Ms. Liu, the producer from Guangying Media."

"We've prepared a top-tier modern drama. Last night we saw your methods for suppressing trending topics, and considering your appearance," Xie Jinghong said, her hands crossed on her knees in a businesslike tone, "they all agree that you're perfect for the male lead."

Xie Jinghong slightly raised her chin, exuding an absolute sense of control befitting a superior.

A 30 million investment plus the lead male role. In the entertainment industry, this is an enormous windfall that many male stars would be willing to knock on the doors of several powerful female figures in the middle of the night for.

She intended to use this absolute allocation of resources to pull Zhu Xun Chuan into her territory and put him on the reins.

Wearing a silk slip dress, CEO Xue winked at Zhu Xun Chuan: "Young Master Zhu, you have a really sharp eye. With your looks, you don't even need acting skills; just standing in front of the camera is enough to boost ratings. My sister also has several high-end luxury endorsements; if you just nod, they'll all be reserved for you."

Zhu Xunchuan smiled.

He neither thanked him nor showed any sign of trepidation.

He turned around very naturally and sat down on a single sofa, crossing his legs.

He reached out and picked up a pack of women's cigarettes from the marble coffee table, took one out, and lit it casually.

He exhaled pale blue smoke, blurring his well-defined features.

"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Xue, and thank you for your thoughtful arrangements, Director Xie." Zhu Xun Chuan flicked his cigarette ash, his voice lazy and unrestrained. "However, I have no interest in becoming an actor in the entertainment industry."

Xie Jinghong frowned.

"A 30 million investment, a top-notch team—do you know what that means?" Xie Jinghong's tone turned cold.

"Does that mean I have to follow the script you wrote every day, recite the lines you arranged, and even decide which bed I sleep in at night according to the investors' arrangements?" Zhu Xun Chuan looked at Xie Jing Hong through the smoke, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, his aggressive gaze sweeping across the room.

"I'm a tough guy with a big appetite." Zhu Xun Chuan stared intently at the expanse of white skin beneath Xie Jing Hong's deep V-neck. "I only eat what I want to eat. Besides, I have absolutely no interest in a life arranged for me by others."

There was a two-second silence in the living room.

No one felt offended. On the contrary, the arrogance of being unfettered by capital and regarding S-level resources as dirt, coupled with Zhu Xun Chuan's face and his maxed-out aura of hormones, directly and precisely pierced through the defenses of these female bosses.

"You have personality, and I like you even more, sister." Instead of being angry, President Xue stood up and walked to Zhu Xun Chuan's side.

A strong scent of rose perfume wafted over.

Ms. Xue bent down, revealing a breathtaking view to Zhu Xun Chuan. She pulled a scented black business card from her Hermès bag and casually slipped it into the pocket of Zhu Xun Chuan's suit jacket.

Her fingers even brushed against his firm pectoral muscles, intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's okay if you don't go into the entertainment industry." President Xue's voice was extremely low, carrying a very obvious implication. "My sister has a top-floor duplex in the East Third Ring Road. She lives alone most of the time. Come over for tea sometime, and I'll teach you some other scripts."

Screenwriter Chen and producer Liu couldn't sit still any longer.

Xie Jinghong couldn't handle such a top-tier item, but they certainly didn't want to let it go.

The two of them stood up, took out their phones, and brought them close to Zhu Xunchuan.

"Young Master Zhu, let's add each other on WeChat." Screenwriter Chen adjusted his glasses. "I have a racing-themed script, and I feel like you're a perfect prototype. How about we find a garage sometime to discuss the plot?"

Zhu Xunchuan welcomes all who come.

He took out his phone, beeped twice, and scanned the QR code to add the contact.

Throughout the entire process, he maintained a composed smile, occasionally throwing out a couple of well-timed internet memes, making the three female bosses laugh heartily, and even completely ignoring Xie Jinghong sitting in the main seat.