Chapter 10: Unexpected Encounters in the Presidential Suite

Within the opulent presidential suite, the bathroom was a haven of steam.

A soft, white mist swirled, momentarily obscuring the crisp sound of a wooden stool being placed on the tiled floor.

Two women, completely unclad, were engaged in the intimate act of one washing the other’s back.

“I am Ji Suyuan, little sister. What about you?”

“Heng Naixin… how will we be treated…?”

Heng Naixin, her cheeks flushed crimson, kept her gaze lowered. Her exquisite eyes, brimming with unshed tears, and her voice, quivering with a palpable tremor, betrayed her deep unease and fear.

‘Mother, am I truly to become an adult today? My prince on a white horse, please, come save me!’

Deep within Heng Naixin’s heart resided a hero. As a child, her frail constitution often made her a target for bullies, until a valiant elder sister, clad in knight’s attire, had come to her rescue.

From that day forward, a fervent yearning took root in Heng Naixin’s soul: to one day become a dashing and heroic female knight, just like her savior.

‘How would *she* react to such a predicament? Would she incapacitate her captors and flee, or simply resign herself to fate?’

Despite her outwardly cool and spirited demeanor, Heng Naixin’s heart remained that of a naive, innocent girl, utterly unversed in the ways of the world.

She envisioned scenarios: helping a beggar who turned out to be an incredibly wealthy, aloof, yet handsome man; their subsequent acquaintance blooming into love despite numerous misunderstandings and trials; and ultimately, the humble village girl transforming into a veritable phoenix, with lovers finally united.

She had always believed such plots existed only within the pages of novels, never imagining they would manifest in her own life.

Indeed, art imitates life! Yet, this felt starkly different from life itself!

‘But wait, this particular plot twist doesn’t quite align with the novels!’

‘Could it be that some parts were censored for approval? No way…’

Moreover, Zhang Liang, the man in question, exuded a rather unsavory aura. A distinct stench clung to him, suggesting he hadn’t bathed in days.

‘She had heard that wealthy individuals often harbored peculiar fetishes, but this seemed excessively crude…’

He had been thoroughly drenched, yet feigned politeness by insisting they wash first, clearly seizing the opportunity to abscond with their clothes!

‘He was denying them any chance of escape!’

‘He was certainly no good person! He was a vile villain!’

“It’s quite alright,” Ji Suyuan reassured her, her voice a low murmur. “It only stings a little at first, then pure comfort follows.”

“Will we… will we not be tied up or blindfolded?” Heng Naixin whispered, her voice barely audible, laced with trepidation.

Even the seasoned Ji Suyuan was taken aback by such a question; the loofah in her hand paused mid-scrub. ‘This little girl certainly knows a lot,’ she mused, ‘and seems quite adept at this sort of play.’

“Oh, it will,” Ji Suyuan purred, “and it won’t cease for the entire night.”

“I… I am still a novice,” Heng Naixin stammered, covering her blushing face with both hands, her shoulders unconsciously swaying back and forth. “Such… intensity might be too much for me.”

‘Oh dear, this child is utterly adorable; I simply yearn to tease her.’

“Hey! How long do you two plan to chatter in there? Hurry up and come out!”

Zhang Liang bellowed impatiently from the bathroom door. ‘What the hell are you two thinking in there? I’m practically dying of sleep deprivation! Get out now so I can wash up and finally get some rest!’

‘That damn manager truly knows how to stir up trouble! I told him to send them away, but he kept pushing them in, spouting nonsense about how ‘we all understand.’ What the hell does *he* understand?!’

“Oh, Master, don’t be so impatient~ We’ll be out in just a moment~!” Ji Suyuan cooed, her voice laced with feigned sweetness.

“Come along, little sister, it’s time.”

Having finished their ablutions, the two women emerged, clad only in bath towels, and approached Zhang Liang. Steam still rose from their bodies, carrying a delicate fragrance, and the sight of their fair, flushed shoulders and alluring collarbones nearly caused Zhang Liang to lose all self-control.

Zhang Liang, covering his nose, averted his gaze and hastily retreated into the bathroom. Observing his flushed, bashful demeanor, Ji Suyuan thought, ‘So, you’re a novice too.’

To a seasoned veteran like Ji Suyuan, Zhang Liang’s inexperience was transparently obvious.

She then turned to the crimson-faced Heng Naixin, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips.

‘To command such wealth and status, yet remain so pure and unblemished, he must surely be a deeply devoted and steadfast soul.’

‘A chaste maiden encountering a devoted young master—they are truly a match made in heaven. I must play matchmaker for them; this is the dream encounter for countless young girls in their prime.’

‘My younger self once harbored such aspirations, but alas, it remained merely a dream. However, this budding romance before me *must* be brought to fruition; then, in the future, I can regale my sisters with tales of my glorious matchmaking prowess.’

“Little sister, why don’t you get onto the bed first? I’ll just fetch a few things.”

“Alright…” Heng Naixin murmured, settling onto the pristine, soft bed. Her hands were clasped together so tightly her knuckles whitened, and her heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs. The sudden internal heat caused her to exhale a visible puff of white air between her parted, beautiful lips.

Her panicked gaze darted nervously around the room, finally landing on her clothes still hanging in the wardrobe, not hidden away as she had feared.

‘Had she perhaps misjudged him?’

The only peculiar detail was her sword, propped by the window, and the curtains, which had been deliberately weighed down by a wooden table, as if to prevent anyone outside from peering in.

‘He truly intended *that* kind of thing! She hadn’t misjudged him at all!’

With no one else in the room, and both her clothes and weapon within reach, this was the optimal moment to escape.

Yet, Heng Naixin found herself paralyzed by fear, unable to flee.

The manager had explicitly threatened Heng Naixin, warning her that Zhang Liang possessed a noble status, and offending him would inevitably invite future retaliation.

He had even suggested that not only would her schooling be jeopardized, but she might also be framed and branded a fugitive.

“Little sister, I’m back.”

Ji Suyuan reappeared before Heng Naixin, and her startling attire caused Heng Naixin’s eyes to widen in disbelief.

She was clad in a form-fitting black leather outfit, a whip clutched in one hand and a rope in the other, a truly provocative sight.

In moments, Heng Naixin found herself bound by Ji Suyuan, utterly unable to move.

“Wait!” Heng Naixin cried out in alarm. “What are you doing?!”

“Why, to keep you from escaping, of course~” Ji Suyuan replied, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she climbed onto the bed. “These little tools were originally laid out, but somehow ended up in the waste bin. It took me ages to find them!”

Heng Naixin struggled with all her might, only to discover she was completely immobile. Resigning herself to her fate, she gazed up at the ceiling, tears welling in her eyes.

‘Mother, your child is truly unfilial. Today, I am doomed.’

‘Who knew the city’s schemes ran so deep…’

“Ah~ No! Not there~” Heng Naixin gasped, as Ji Suyuan’s hands began exploring her body, stimulating every sensitive area. “Sister Suyuan, I don’t have such preferences!”

Heng Naixin’s crimson, flushed face only further ignited Ji Suyuan’s mischievous streak. Despite Heng Naixin’s desperate cries, Ji Suyuan showed no sign of stopping.

In mere minutes, Heng Naixin was left breathless and disoriented by the playful torment. A thin strand of silver saliva connected her beautiful lips, and her expression had become utterly dazed.

****

Just outside the door.

“They’re at it, they’re at it,” the manager chuckled, rubbing his palms together with a smug grin. “As long as Old Master Zhang is pleased, my job is secure. Hehehe.”

After the manager departed, Sebas approached the door. He had intended to inquire if Zhang Liang had any instructions, but instead, he was met with the unmistakable sounds of a woman’s soft moans emanating from within.

Instantly, Sebas’s face clouded over, and he clenched his fists tightly.

‘The young lady has been deceived by this man! He is no gentleman at all!’

‘From this day forward, I must ensure the young lady never comes near him again!’

****

Within the presidential suite, now in the bedroom.

“Hey! What are you doing!” Zhang Liang seized Ji Suyuan’s wrist.

The cascading water from the shower had been quite loud, and coupled with the defensive measures Zhang Liang had taken on the door, the sounds from outside had been utterly imperceptible.

Having finished his shower, he stepped into the bedroom, nearly choking on the sight that greeted him.

‘You truly are a professional; Heng Naixin looks like she’s on the verge of ecstasy because of you!’

‘So, the props I just discarded were actually meant for you and Gou Bi? His preferences… *hiss*… are certainly unique.’

At this point, Heng Naixin was teetering on the brink of losing consciousness. She opened her eyes, her gaze falling upon Zhang Liang, and instantly, her face flushed an even deeper crimson.

‘He’s so handsome! I never imagined he’d look like this after a shower: his slightly long black hair dripping with water, his mischievous dark eyes holding a resolute, almost wild glint.’

‘He’s precisely the domineering CEO described in novels!’

‘Was she truly about to enter the deleted scenes of a novel’s plot?’

‘It seemed… not such a bad deal after all…’

With that thought, Heng Naixin promptly fainted.

“Oh~ be gentle,” Ji Suyuan purred, letting her body press against his as he held her wrist. “Your ‘dessert’ is ready, please, enjoy~”

“Use… use what, you devil! What game are you playing…?” Zhang Liang attempted to sound firm, yet her soft body seemed to melt his resolve, though his *other* part remained…

“Simply follow your instincts,” Ji Suyuan whispered, her breath a warm puff against Zhang Liang’s ear, the words from her vivid red lips like a demon’s seductive growl. “And that girl is yours.”

‘Instinct…’

Zhang Liang glanced at the unconscious Heng Naixin, still bound like a pretzel, and felt his heart begin to pound with alarming ferocity.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he climbed onto the bed. A crescent-moon smile curved on Ji Suyuan’s lips.

“I need to get some sleep, quickly.”

Zhang Liang retrieved a pillow from the bed, and, for good measure, wrapped Heng Naixin further in the quilt. After all, she was a cultivator, and merely binding her with rope felt insufficient. Better safe than sorry, he reasoned; caution was always preferable.

Subsequently, he moved to the window, leaned against the wooden table, and, clutching his sword, closed his eyes.

‘He was utterly exhausted this time; he hoped he wouldn’t fall into too deep a slumber…’

‘In his past life, he had died suddenly, and his heart had pounded just as fiercely then.’

‘To die suddenly twice would be truly humiliating.’

The moment his eyes closed, Zhang Liang fell asleep.

He dreamt of forming a team with Lin Na and Heng Naixin.

With a support, an assassin, and a main damage dealer, they were set to soar!

Meanwhile, Ji Suyuan gazed at the two ‘powered-down’ individuals, standing still, a look of profound wisdom in her eyes.

“Eh?”