Did I ruin Mr. Gu's good time?

Finally, unable to withstand Ruan Cha's relentless pestering, Gu Zhenzhi took off his suit jacket. Gazing deeply into the girl's eyes with a profound look, he unbuttoned his shirt one by one in a leisurely manner.

Whether it was the atmosphere setting the mood,

Or simply because Ruan Cha's mind was filled with chaotic thoughts,

As she watched the scene unfolding before her, she actually felt that Gu Zhenzhi unbuttoning his shirt possessed an almost bewitching, soul-captivating charm in his brow and eyes.

The man's fingers were exceptionally elegant and slender; his skin was a cool white, with distinct knuckles that were not overly prominent.

The black buttons were undone one by one, and with each movement, his collarbone and muscular contours were gradually exposed.

Ruan Cha's eyes were fixed in a daze.

It was as if Gu Zhenzhi was retaliating against her earlier remark of having "no thoughts"—every single movement, paired with his gaze, was on the verge of stealing away her soul...

Ruan Cha could no longer bear it; it felt like a slow-acting poison, devouring her last shred of reason.

Gritting her teeth, her restless little paws reached out—

Just as all the buttons had been undone, before the shirt could be taken off properly, it was yanked downward by a pair of little demonic hands!

Indignantly gripping the hem of his shirt, Ruan Cha stepped around to his back to inspect Gu Zhenzhi's injury.

Sure enough.

The wound had formed a deep red scab and was basically in the process of healing.

After checking his injury, Ruan Cha finally let out a slow breath. "It seems to be healing all right. Then..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a chorus of synchronized gasps suddenly sounded from the doorway!

Ruan Cha and Gu Zhenzhi turned to look at the entrance simultaneously.

There they saw—

Chen Yan, who had just pushed the door open to enter, and Shen Changqing, who was closely following behind him, both staring dumbfounded at the scene before them.

Gu Zhenzhi's shirt was pulled down by Ruan Cha, draped loosely around his waist, leaving his entire upper body bare.

Chen Yan was practically blown away by the wind of confusion.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What on earth am I looking at?

Did I just ruin Mr. Gu's good thing?

As for Shen Changqing, upon meeting his master's chilling gaze, his legs trembled.

His eyes widened in sheer terror.

It's over.

Master is going to hate me even more from now on.

I walked in on Master's secret.

I'm completely done for.

The scene froze instantly.

Even the air seemed to stagnate.

No one spoke a word, as if time had been hit by a pause button.

Finally, Ruan Cha broke the silence with an awkward chuckle, "Old Man Shen, I have something to say to you."

Ruan Cha immediately walked out of the private dining room, leading Shen Changqing to the end of the corridor.

There was not a soul around.

"The reason I had you come to Mochen this time is to have you assist Gu Zhenzhi wholeheartedly. This is the time he needs people the most, so..."

Hearing Ruan Cha say this, Shen Changqing's eyes gradually widened. He stammered, "Master, are you punishing me for what I saw just now? I can forget it, I really didn't see anything just now, please don't abandon me..."

Ruan Cha: "..."

She took a deep breath. "I'm not abandoning you. If you do a good job this time, you can graduate from my tutelage."

Upon hearing this, Shen Changqing's eyes lit up. "Really? Master, can I officially graduate as your disciple???"

One must know that among the many disciples Ruan Cha had taken in, the others had all graduated as her elite students and currently enjoyed stellar reputations in the scientific research field. Only he had remained trailing behind Ruan Cha, finding it difficult even to graduate.

"Yes."

"Alright, Master! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

...

With Ruan Cha speaking to the principal beforehand, Wang Qingqing's admission to Mochen No. 2 High School was much smoother than it would have been for ordinary people.

In fact, she had a solid foundation in her studies, but having lived for a long time under the oppressive tyranny of her mother, she had developed an extreme sense of inferiority and sensitivity. Even though she studied desperately hard, it was difficult for her to see any results.