Tang Yun was going insane.
Xie Ning, Fudan University’s most arrogant, most difficult-to-get-along-with, and most chaste campus heartthrob, was now obediently nestled in his arms.
The one who usually couldn’t stand even a glance from him, thinking it was dirty, was not only finally willing to speak to him but also…
Also said he would obediently give himself to him!
Tang Yun was ecstatic.
God only knew how much he had suffered, longing for Xie Ning.
As a playboy like Tang Yun, with plenty of money, he was never short of beautiful men or women around him.
Having played around so much, he felt that even the most attractive appearances were just that—after a few glances, they all seemed pretty much the same.
But Xie Ning was different!
Tang Yun had never seen a man with such striking, intense looks yet such an aloof, detached demeanor, especially those eyes and that red mole beneath them!
Just one encounter at Fudan University, and he could never forget him.
Really, even if Xie Ning just gave him a cold, disdainful glance, Tang Yun would blush and his heart would race for days.
As luck would have it!
Tang Yun came to attend a banquet tonight and actually spotted his crush in the lounge!
He immediately called the manager over to ask and learned that Xie Ning was filling in for a friend tonight, working as a server at this hotel.
This was a golden opportunity! Once it passed, it would be gone forever!
So, Tang Yun bribed the manager…
Taking a huge risk, he made his move while the banquet was in full swing.
…
“Alright, baby… I’ll help you undo it now…”
Tang Yun, driven by lust, was completely mesmerized by Xie Ning’s half-lidded, seductive look.
His already limited intelligence vanished entirely, and he became utterly obedient to Xie Ning.
Tang Yun eagerly took out the key and helped Xie Ning unlock the restraints.
He couldn’t resist giving the man’s lean waist a hard squeeze.
Mm…
Xie Ning tilted his head back, unusually sensitive due to the effects of the drug.
His restless, struggling appearance only made Tang Yun’s breathing grow more ragged.
So, Tang Yun not only removed the handcuffs but also knelt down to untie the ropes binding Xie Ning’s legs.
“Baby, this will make it easier…”
He didn’t notice the murderous rage and madness burning in Xie Ning’s flushed eyes.
The rope loops and metal restraints were thrown onto the carpet. Almost simultaneously, Xie Ning, who had seemed immobilized on the sofa, suddenly erupted into action.
He shoved Tang Yun to the ground, pinning him down.
His knee pressed hard against Tang Yun’s throat as he picked up the discarded rope, looming over him, and looped it around his neck.
Xie Ning threw a fierce punch, striking Tang Yun squarely in the eye socket.
Then, with great effort, he pushed himself up into a kneeling position and abruptly tightened the rope in his hands.
He wanted to strangle Tang Yun, to take his life.
Xia Zhi covered her mouth, truly frightened.
She never expected Xie Ning to be not only bad-tempered and fierce but also so extreme in his actions.
So, in her dream, his accidental death years later must have been because of this personality!
“Stop! Don’t do it!”
Xia Zhi re-entered the private room and spoke up to intervene.
The man kneeling on the carpet looked up at her, his eyes filled with darkness.
Xie Ning hadn’t expected her to stay, but even with another person in the room, he had no intention of stopping.
He bit down hard on his lower lip, already bleeding, refusing to let go.
He would rather endure the pain than submit to the vile, filthy effects of the drug, refusing to let another disgusting sound escape him.
Xia Zhi, timid by nature, was frightened once again by Xie Ning’s appearance and stared at him in a daze.
The drug Tang Yun had given him must have been very potent.
Xie Ning’s white shirt, which had been perfectly neat just moments ago, was now crumpled into a mess.
Large areas of his chest and abdominal muscles were exposed, his skin flushed red as if boiled.
Xia Zhi didn’t dare look any further down his abdomen.
Xie Ning was so… fiercely chaste,
she feared that if she saw something she shouldn’t, he might kill her along with the other man.
Xie Ning’s breathing was abnormally rapid, clearly on the verge of losing all rationality.
Yet he still clung desperately to the rope, determined to fight Tang Yun to the death.
Xia Zhi didn’t fully understand his extremity, but considering his background…
Xie Ning must have had a very difficult life growing up.
Only those who have never had anyone to rely on would amplify fear and harm to such an extent.
He knew there was no one behind him to stand up for him, so he fought with all his might to protect himself.
Xia Zhi rushed over and grabbed Xie Ning’s hands, stopping him from continuing,
“Hey! Have you gone mad?”
The man’s body shuddered violently, trembling with agitation at the touch.
Xia Zhi no longer cared about propriety. She knelt down, looked directly into Xie Ning’s eyes, and slowly shook her head at him,
whispering persuasively,
“I already called for help. They’ll be here any moment. What will happen if they catch you?”
“If you kill him, you’ll ruin the rest of your life. It’s not worth it…”
Xie Ning’s hands gradually relaxed. Unconsciously, under the woman’s gentle words, he slowly calmed down.
Xia Zhi pried his fingers open one by one and released the rope.
“Cough, cough, cough…”
Tang Yun lay on the floor, having nearly been strangled to the point of rolling his eyes, barely escaping with his life.
He quickly struggled free, rolled aside, propped himself up on the carpet, and gasped for air in huge gulps.
Once he caught his breath, Tang Yun stared at Xia Zhi in shock,
“Xi-Xi-Xia… Xia Zhi? Holy shit, what are you doing here…”
The man’s gaze drifted downward, lingering on their overlapping hands.
Tang Yun’s eyes widened again,
“How do you two know each other!?”
Xia Zhi shot him a disgusted glare,
“The people I called will be here soon. Aren’t you going to scram?”
She refused to waste even half a sentence more on such a disgusting person.
Tang Yun scrambled to his feet, his eyes still wandering over Xie Ning.
Xia Zhi picked up an ashtray from the coffee table and hurled it at Tang Yun,
“Can’t you see? He’s mine! Try laying a finger on him again, I dare you!”
A pampered princess like Xia Zhi had no shortage of protectors around her.
With just one word from her, those rich second-generation heirs would line up to do her bidding.
Not to mention distant examples—just take Pei Yuhuan alone. Tang Yun couldn’t afford to provoke even him.
“…Damn! You guys are something else!”
Tang Yun cursed under his breath in frustration, then got up and scurried away like a beaten dog.
Xia Zhi steadied herself against the sofa as she stood up. The heels of her high heels were too thin, sinking into the carpet and making her wobble unsteadily.
The private room door was knocked—likely the hotel staff had arrived.
Out of consideration for the guests’ privacy, they didn’t force their way in.
Her assistant called to inquire,
“Miss Xia, are you inside? What happened in there…”
Xia Zhi looked down, straightening her skirt. “Yes, I am. Call a few people in to help escort a man downstairs…”
After speaking, she prepared to hang up.
Her skirt was abruptly, lightly tugged.
Xia Zhi looked down. It was Xie Ning.
The man leaned weakly against the foot of the sofa, his gaze toward Xia Zhi finally holding a hint of warmth.
He released his tightly bitten lips, blood smeared across his handsome mouth, and spoke with difficulty,
“Pants… help me… straighten them…”
Just now, Tang Yun’s tugging had pulled Xie Ning’s belt out and thrown it away,
leaving his shirt and pants in complete disarray.
This man was excessively chaste, refusing to let anyone see his body even at such a critical moment.
“Huh?”
Xia Zhi couldn’t believe it.
Her face was practically stamped with the bold words, “You actually want me, a young lady, to help you pull up your pants?”
Xie Ning was also deeply embarrassed, his ears flushed bright red.
The air in the entire private room seemed to heat up and rise from his embarrassment.
He opened his mouth and awkwardly asked Xia Zhi for help,
“…Th…thank you…”
If it were anyone else, Xia Zhi would absolutely refuse, no matter what!
But Xie Ning…
He was connected to her father’s fate two years later, and to her own fate.
Xia Zhi had no choice but to compromise,
“…Alright.”