Pei Ningxue led Chen Zhi into the exclusive elevator. After scanning her fingerprint, the elevator went straight to the top-floor duplex penthouse.
Pushing open the heavy front door, the smart home system automatically turned on soft lighting.
Pei Ningxue changed into slippers, turning to look at Chen Zhi.
"How do you like the environment here?"
Chen Zhi looked around.
A high-ceilinged living room, panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, imported Italian leather sofas, and even the carpet was purely hand-woven.
The houses in Wanliu Academy had an average price of at least two hundred thousand per square meter.
This top-floor duplex was at least three hundred square meters.
A luxury home worth over sixty million, and Pei Ningxue bought it on a whim without even blinking an eye.
"It's excellent," Chen Zhi gave a fair evaluation.
Pei Ningxue nodded in satisfaction, walked to the bar counter, poured two glasses of warm water, and handed one to Chen Zhi.
"I think so too. The key is that the Haidian Maternal and Child Health Hospital is very close to here. In the future, when you take me for prenatal checkups, it won't even take ten minutes to drive."
Chen Zhi almost spat out the mouthful of water he had just drunk.
Pei Ningxue took off her black coat, hung it on the coat rack, and continued walking inside.
"Zhongguancun No. 3 Primary School is only a five-minute walk away. This property also has direct access to the High School Affiliated to Renmin University. The educational resources are top-notch in the entire capital."
Chen Zhi swallowed hard, feeling that things were developing somewhat beyond his expectations.
Pei Ningxue walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and pointed at the night view outside.
"Tsinghua, Peking, and Renmin universities are all within three kilometers. When our child goes to college in the future, they can come home for dinner every day."
Chen Zhi's scalp tingled. He quickly walked over and interrupted her.
"Isn't it a bit too early to discuss this now? You just turned eighteen, President Pei."
Pei Ningxue turned around and stared straight into Chen Zhi's face.
"Do you regret it?"
Looking at her serious expression, Chen Zhi reached out and pulled her into his arms.
"Never."
The person in his arms was soft and boneless, emitting a pleasant natural fragrance.
"That's good." Pei Ningxue buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled. "Then I'm going to eat you up today."
Chen Zhi's body stiffened.
"???"
He looked down at the woman in his arms. "Aren't you reversing our roles? Shouldn't I be the one saying that?"
Pei Ningxue broke free from his embrace. Although there was a blush on her face, her eyes were exceptionally bold.
"Are you showering first, or am I?"
Chen Zhi glanced at the semi-transparent bathroom glass and swallowed hard.
"You go first."
"Coward."
Pei Ningxue rolled her eyes at him, turned, and walked into the bathroom.
Not long after, the pattering sound of water could be heard.
The frosted glass door of the bathroom was semi-transparent.
Under the dim light, Pei Ningxue's exquisite curves were faintly visible.
Chen Zhi sat on the sofa in the master bedroom, silently gulping.
The phone in his pocket vibrated.
Lin Wanwan had sent over a dozen WeChat messages.
They were all detailed plans for their date tomorrow.
[At 8:30 AM, let's go have morning tea at that internet-famous place! I've checked the reviews, their shrimp dumplings are especially delicious.]
[At 10:00 AM, we'll go shopping in Wangfujing. I have my eye on a bag, and you have to help me carry my things.]
[At noon, we'll go eat the Quanjude roast duck you promised me.]
[In the afternoon, we'll go watch a movie. I've already bought the tickets!]
Chen Zhi looked at the expectant words on the screen, a wave of guilt surging in his heart.
But he still typed a reply quickly.
[No problem, Lady Wanwan has arranged everything perfectly.]
[Go to sleep early. I will be downstairs right on time tomorrow morning.]
[Good night.]
Just as he sent this message, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
Ten minutes later, the bathroom door was pushed open.
Pei Ningxue walked out wearing a light purple silk nightgown.
She held a towel in her hand, casually drying her long hair.
The silk clung to her body, outlining her exquisite figure.
Her wet hair draped over her shoulders. Water droplets dripped from the ends of her hair onto her collarbones, then slid into that deep cleavage.
She sat down in front of the vanity mirror and took a hair dryer out of the drawer.
"Chen Zhi, help me dry my hair."
Chen Zhi locked his phone, slipped it into his pocket, and walked over to take the hair dryer.
The hair dryer hummed softly.
Chen Zhi grabbed a strand of hair and patiently dried it for her.
"Does my new nightgown look good?" Pei Ningxue suddenly asked, looking at the two of them in the mirror.
Chen Zhi observed her in the mirror. "It looks good, but I feel like wearing black suits your aura better. Aloof and mysterious."
"But I heard..." Pei Ningxue tilted her head back slightly, her eyes misty, "you guys prefer girls in purple."
Chen Zhi's hand paused for a moment.
Has this girl completely let herself go tonight?
"You're different," Chen Zhi said, playing with her long hair. "You look good in anything."
Pei Ningxue snorted softly.
"You're such a smooth talker. No wonder you make so many girls fall head over heels for you."
Chen Zhi didn't reply. He focused on drying the last strand of her hair, then turned off the hair dryer.
Her hair was dry, cascading smoothly down her back.
Pei Ningxue stood up, took out a brand-new set of men's pajamas from the closet, and handed them to Chen Zhi.
"Hurry up and take a shower. I'll warm the bed for you."
Chen Zhi took the pajamas and went into the bathroom.
While showering, he deliberately lowered the water temperature to force down the fire in his heart. Being in the same room with a gorgeous, wealthy young lady in the middle of the night was a grueling test for any normal man.
When Chen Zhi dried his hair and walked out of the bathroom, he was taken aback.
Pei Ningxue was obediently curled up on the large double bed, the blanket pulled up to her chin, revealing only her delicate little face. She was staring at her phone screen, scrolling through short videos, looking quiet and well-behaved.
This didn't fit her female hooligan persona at all.
Chen Zhi muttered in his heart, lifted the other corner of the blanket, and slipped in.
As soon as he lay flat, a delicate fragrance carrying body heat washed over him.
Pei Ningxue immediately clung to him, her thigh expertly wrapping over Chen Zhi's waist.
Wait.
Chen Zhi's eyes widened abruptly.
This sensation wasn't right.
Very wrong!
Where did that light purple silk nightgown go? Why was she completely naked under the covers!
"Are you crazy?"
Before Chen Zhi could finish his sentence, Pei Ningxue's restless hands had already reached under the hem of his pajamas and began frantically pulling at his clothes.
"Stop, stop, stop!" Chen Zhi grabbed her wandering wrists.
He looked at the stunningly beautiful face so close to his.
"What are you doing?" Chen Zhi panted heavily, looking down at her. "You're terrible at this but still want to play, huh? Who was trembling with fear at the hotel last time? If I really make a move later, you'll be crying and begging for mercy again."
According to past experience, this President Pei was all talk. When it came to the crucial moment, she would undoubtedly chicken out faster than anyone else.
But this time, Pei Ningxue didn't back down.
She tilted her head up, a layer of mist in her eyes, surprisingly serious.
"Chen Zhi, I'm not joking with you."
Pei Ningxue's voice was trembling a bit, but her tone was unusually firm.
"It's my first time," Pei Ningxue's voice quivered slightly, "so I don't want it to be in a place like a hotel."
She looked around, her gaze finally landing on Chen Zhi's face.
"This is the house I picked, this is our home. I'm willing to give you everything right here."
After saying that, Pei Ningxue closed her eyes, looking completely ready for the taking.
"Do whatever you want with me."
Holy crap.
Chen Zhi cursed inwardly.
Now it was his turn to chicken out.
Pei Ningxue was playing for keeps tonight! This sixty-million-plus house was the marital home she had prepared for herself!
If he actually went through with it tonight...
Then what about Lin Wanwan? What about Li Zhiyi?
What would happen to his grand harem master plan?
Chen Zhi decisively let go, rolled over, and left Pei Ningxue with a heartless view of his back.
"Sleep, let's sleep," Chen Zhi coughed dryly. "There's a bunch of things to do at the company tomorrow. Hurry up and go to sleep."
Under the covers, it was quiet for two seconds.
A rustling sound came from behind him.
Pei Ningxue pressed up against him from behind, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her chin on his shoulder.
"Are you scared?" Pei Ningxue breathed softly into his ear.
"Who's scared?" Chen Zhi remained stubbornly in denial.
"Then what are you hiding from?" Pei Ningxue's hands started wandering downwards mischievously again.
"You won't even eat the meat delivered right to your door. Are you impotent or something?"
Chen Zhi panicked and turned his head to glare at her.
"Don't try to goad me. I'm not touching you because I'm saving my first time for my girlfriend. And you're not my girlfriend yet."
Pei Ningxue froze.
Her eyes filled with fiery rage.
"Chen Zhi, you bastard!" Pei Ningxue glared at him in exasperation. "Didn't we agree that I would have your child? I even bought the house, and now you're giving me this crap?"
Chen Zhi remained with his back to her, speaking words befitting an absolute scumbag.
"Having a baby is one thing."
"But let's keep things separate. Until we make our relationship official, I have to keep myself pure for my girlfriend."
Keep himself pure?
Pei Ningxue was so angry she actually laughed.
She finally understood.
This bastard wasn't some upright gentleman at all; he was just trying to balance his boats!
He was afraid that if he touched her now, he wouldn't be able to explain himself to Lin Wanwan and Li Zhiyi!
"Truly a scumbag," Pei Ningxue sneered. Instead of letting go, she pressed herself even closer. "You really know how to play the balancing game."
Since you won't eat, I'll make sure you can neither eat nor sleep!
The rebellious streak in Pei Ningxue's bones was thoroughly ignited.
She wasn't angry anymore. She simply wrapped her legs around Chen Zhi's and slid her hand straight through the gap in his pajamas.
"Chen Zhi, if you manage to fall asleep tonight, I'll take your last name."
The next few hours were an absolute, inhumane torture for Chen Zhi.
Pei Ningxue continuously teased him with all sorts of wild, provocative words.
"Brother, do you really not want to try? I've been doing yoga lately, my flexibility is great."
"Still no reaction? Want me to book you an appointment at the men's clinic?"
"Does Wanwan know you're lying in the same bed with me behind her back?"
By the second half of the night, Pei Ningxue even straddled Chen Zhi directly.
"What are you afraid of?" She leaned down, her red lips brushing past Chen Zhi's earlobe, breathing softly, "[Content omitted here]."
Chen Zhi was sweating profusely, gripping the bedsheets tightly, nearly shattering his back teeth from clenching them so hard.
Are those really lines you can just say out loud?
He gritted his teeth and endured it until dawn was approaching and the sky outside began to turn pale. Only then did Pei Ningxue finally tire herself out, falling into a deep sleep on his chest.
Sporting two massive dark circles under his eyes, Chen Zhi stared at the ceiling, looking like he had lost all will to live.
The phone on the nightstand suddenly vibrated.
The screen lit up, showing a WeChat message from Lin Wanwan.
[Wanwan: I'm up! Chen Zhi, I'm already dressed and waiting for you downstairs at the dorm, come pick me up quick!]
Chen Zhi glanced at Pei Ningxue, who was stark naked and clinging to him tightly in his arms, and then looked at the time.
7:30 AM.
I'm dead.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

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lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

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