On a summer night, as dusk descends and lanterns begin to glow.

In the open-air seating area on the first floor of "Mi Du" club, Jiang Wan sheng sat sipping fruit wine while watching the members of the Book Club banter and drink merrily.

The Reading Club is a self-organized reading interest club for students of Fu Hua University. Students can join from their first year until their third year.

Today is a routine celebration after the successful holding of a campus reading salon. They originally planned to celebrate at a private restaurant near the school, but because there was a wealthy young master named Zheng Wen in their group, they specially booked a table at "Mi Du," an upscale membership club.

Kaben usually doesn't like social gatherings and wouldn't normally participate in these drinking games. If it weren't for the president, Senpai, inviting her, she wouldn't even have come to this gathering.

He watched quietly for a while, finding it boring. He said a word to everyone and strode towards the bar.

The rest of the people are playing King's Game, having a blast. Zhengwen is especially lively, saying and doing anything he wants.

Seeing Jiang Wan's voice leave, several brave officers jokingly urged him, "Senior, all the others have already gone. This is a great opportunity to seize!"

Everyone knows that Zheng Wen likes Jiang Wan's voice. Today's gathering was set up with the purpose of confessing his feelings.

As soon as this was said, everyone began cheering.

Zheng Wen, amidst the teasing laughter, took a sip of wine before speaking: "You guys actually came! It's not easy to win over your senior sister. She might not even agree."

Although he said so, his eyes betrayed an arrogant determination to win.

The president of the Study Club next door, Wenqing, poked him in the arm: "You brought the person here, don't be scared, just go up."

Zheng Wen smiled and got up, walking towards the bar.

Jiang Wan Sheng was wearing a light green floral dress with a square collar and narrow bubble sleeves today. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, and she sat quietly on the bar stool. The lights above cast her skin in an almost luminous glow.

Amidst the bustling lights, boisterous laughter and constant flow of people, she remained pure and serene. This kind of aura pushes one to their limits.

Zheng asked, "Are you feeling unwell?," and went straight over to sit beside her. She looked at the wine in her hand, "Do you like fruit wine? I know a few good ones, I recommend you try them."

Jiang Wan's voice was lost in thought, until someone beside her spoke, bringing her back to reality. Upon hearing the offer, she politely declined: "No need, this cup is enough for me."

Zheng asked for the nail, and was not discouraged. "Is this cup good to drink? I haven't tried it yet." He looked interested, and Zi Chao came closer. "Let me have a look. I'll try it next time."

Jiang Wan's voice was defensive as she retreated, "I just clicked randomly."

Zheng Wen's expression froze, his smile faltering. He straightened up and said, "Jiang Wan Sheng, we are all from the same circle. It shouldn't be this cold between us."

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, puzzled by the cold response. "I just picked it randomly," she said. "I have no idea what kind of wine it is."

"You know I'm not asking that question," Zheng asked, his voice rising. He grabbed her wrist directly, with a lot of force.

He took a deep breath, "I like you! Don't you see?!"

I joined this book club just to get closer to you. I spent so much money organizing these salons and readings, even dragged everyone to "Mi Du" just to make you happy. Can't you see?

Jiang Wan's right hand was being pulled, she shook it several times but couldn't break free. Her tone had turned cold, "Let go."

“If I let go, wouldn’t you run away?” And in his hand, Zheng Wen was completely unwilling to let go. He had just finished drinking, and now the alcohol was getting to him, making him bolder. “Jiang Wanqing, why are you so hard to pursue? Just accept my feelings! You're being too proud. I’ve investigated, your family isn’t well-off, your parents don’t care about you, so why don’t you agree to me? I’m good to you, I believe you can feel it.”

Jiang Wan's voice suddenly turned cold as she stared at him, her beautiful eyes shimmering with frost. "You investigated me?"

Zheng asked, feeling wronged at the moment, and stubbornly said, "What's wrong with that? I have the right to check up on my future friend, don't I?"

Han Sheng repeated, "Zheng Wen, let go of my hand. I don't like you, and I won't agree to you. Please learn to respect others!"

Jiang Wan's voice trailed off, and she used her other hand to pry the large hand from her right wrist.

For a moment, a wave of dizziness washed over me, and my head began to grow heavy.

A chill ran through me as I looked at the cup of fruit wine and then at Wenqing, the only one who had passed this cup.

Wen Qing kept watching the situation here, and when Jiang Wan's gaze swept over her, she felt flustered and shifted her eyes away.

Seeing this, Jiang Wan's voice knew that she had been set up today. She could no longer tangle with Zheng Wen. If she didn't leave now, she might not be able to get away at all.

But the strength in his hand wasn't light, it was heavy and there was a pulling sensation, urging me forward.

Looking into Zheng Wen's eyes, seeing the greed slowly climbing up within them, a glint of determination flashed across his own. He directly picked up his wine cup and splashed it onto Zheng Wen. Taking advantage of the moment he closed his eyes, he grabbed the empty cup and slammed it hard against Zheng Wen's wrist.

Zheng Wen cried out in pain and instinctively let go. Jiang Wan caught the opportunity, turned and ran.

My head was getting heavier and my vision started to blur. I pinched myself hard, the pain bringing a moment of clarity.

Without further delay, he ran straight to the club.

The anxiety in my heart grew as I waited for a taxi, which seemed impossible to find.

My head is getting heavier and heavier, a kind of irresistible drowsiness that makes my limbs feel weak.

In the state of panic, a tall shadow dashed across the streetlight beneath—

The man was tall and slender, standing under the lamplight, with an air of nobility yet a touch of wildness. He held a cigarette in his left hand, the curling smoke obscuring his cold features, casting an enigmatic allure in the blurred vision.

Even, there were faint sounds mixed in.

I walked towards him unconsciously, my steps stumbling.

"Jiang Wan Sheng!" A voice filled with anger suddenly rang out from behind, Jiang Wan Sheng gritted his teeth and sped up.

Under the lamplight, a man stood still. He turned his head at the sound, like eyes in the dark night had focused on him.

The man's shadow is getting closer, and his strength is quickly fading away.

"Help..."

He could only utter a syllable before being completely defeated.

……完了。

Suddenly, a powerful force surged through my waist, and a wave of warmth flowed through the thin fabric. I felt weightless for a moment before landing securely in a broad embrace.

At the very last moment of consciousness, all I could smell was a faint, lingering scent of cold wood.

Qin Mo frowned, looking at the man he had just held in his arms. His cold gaze swept over the surrounding area, landing on the wet and disheveled figure.

The assistant drove the car over and, as he circled around to open the door, saw the third master of his house holding someone in his arms. His pupils dilated slightly, and he hurriedly opened the car door.

Qin Mo bent down and placed the person in the car seat, then closed the door.

As he stepped towards the other side, he took the cigarette from his lips. His cold, white, and slender fingers held it, glancing at the man just now. His dark eyes were indifferent and unruffled. Slowly and deliberately, he raised his hand and pointed it toward the man in the void.

In an instant, several figures emerged from the silent darkness, swiftly subduing Zheng Wen before vanishing back into the shadows. Except for the gentle night breeze, no one noticed anything amiss.

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