The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

Calling the police is useless; they're too cowardly to care.

I like lychee-flavored candy.

Lu Sui was curled up on the sofa typing, his black silk pajamas making him look noble, and the open neckline revealed his delicate collarbone, which was adorned with a mole.

The lit cigarette emitted smoke that rose slowly in the ashtray, carrying a hint of white peach. His cigarettes were always fruity and had very little tar, otherwise they would be unpleasant to smoke.

—You don't need to bring toiletries, they're provided here.

Why aren't you coming over yet?

Send me your WeChat ID.

—Otherwise, I would really throw her down.

Shen Qinghuai took a screenshot to save the evidence, zoomed in on the location, and sent the WeChat ID. He received a friend request almost immediately. He clicked on it and paused when he saw the person in the profile picture.

Lu Sui: Do you have erectile dysfunction?

Shen Qinghuai tightened his grip. He couldn't understand what Lu Sui wanted to do. They had only met once or twice, so why was he suddenly targeting him?

Shen Qinghuai: No.

Lu Sui: That's good. Can you hold on for forty minutes?

Shen Qinghuai: Where is my maternal grandmother?

Lu Sui: Video (jpg).

Shen Qinghuai clicked on the extremely alluring cover, and a sound immediately came to his ears. He always kept his phone volume low, and at this moment, he expressionlessly clicked back, and only exited after several clicks.

Shen Qinghuai: What exactly do you want to do?

Lu Sui didn't reply, so Shen Qinghuai called Liu Qiushui back and told her that he had asked his classmate to take Zhao Wenxiu to the nursing home, but it wasn't the one they had agreed on before, and that she shouldn't worry. Liu Qiushui then called the police station to tell them that they had found her.

Jinghe Residential Area, Apartment 203

Ding dong.

Lu Sui looked at the monitor on her phone, reached for the remote control with her slender fingers, pressed the switch, and opened the door.

Shen Qinghuai, wearing a trench coat, had eyes that were utterly cold without his glasses, as if they were filled with ice water. He stopped at the entrance. "Where is my grandmother?"

Lu Sui casually tossed the remote control onto the table, grabbed a cushion, rested her elbow on the sofa armrest, lightly propped her pale chin up, and smiled sweetly, "Grandma... is still alive. I didn't throw her off the sofa."

"Put on your slippers and come here."

The air conditioning was on in the room, and Shen Qinghuai was sweating a little in just a short while. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, bent down to take off the obviously new slippers and put them on. He walked up to Lu Sui, who pulled him to kneel on the carpet.

His fingers were cold, as if they had just touched cold water.

"Where's the set?" He spoke with a lingering smell of alcohol, his eyes slightly red at the corners.

"In my pocket."

Lu Sui gently brushed Shen Qinghuai's collarbone, which was damp with a thin layer of sweat, with his fingertips. "Are you hot? You're sweating. I don't like it. Go take a shower."

Shen Qinghuai's Adam's apple bobbed. He lowered his gaze to his knees, and regarding the words "go take a shower" and the contents of his pocket, he asked, "Why me?"

"Because you're the one who's always so mischievous."

Lu Sui's face turned cold, and she pressed her foot down on Shen Qinghuai's thigh. "Are you satisfied with this answer? Or are you saying you think I'm a man?"

Shen Qinghuai's fingers clenched and unclenched repeatedly, still puzzled. His burning hand grasped Lu Sui's ankle, pausing as he felt its icy temperature. "Young Master, don't be silly."

"I'll say it one last time, go take a shower, or I'll have someone throw your grandma out. It's going to rain heavily tonight, might she get a fever? I've heard that old people are very frail, if she gets caught in the rain, she might burn herself to death...?"

"Lu Sui." Shen Qinghuai's eyes were cold. He tightened his grip on Lu Sui's ankle slightly, and the skin around the ankle turned slightly blue. His impression of Lu Sui was neither good nor bad before, but now it was only bad.

Lu Sui struggled a bit, "Tsk, you're hurting me."

Shen Qinghuai suddenly relaxed and stood up. "I'm sorry, besides this, is there any other way I can get my grandmother back?"

"No." Lu Sui stared at his waist and abdomen. "You don't seem to be able to."

Why isn't it there?

Seeing Shen Qinghuai standing still, his gaze slowly moved upwards until he met Shen Qinghuai's eyes. His eyes were filled with drunkenness, and his thin, soft lips parted, his voice both soft and harsh, "Have I been too polite to you? Hmm? Do I have to teach you a lesson before you'll listen?"

Shen Qinghuai's hand veins bulged as he stared intently at Lu Sui. Lu Sui, as if remembering something, stood up in front of him, grabbing his collar and forcing him to bend over so they were eye-to-eye. "It's you...me, not me...you. We'll pay. Just overcome your fear. Turn left up ahead, and you'll find the bathroom. There's a sign with writing on it. You can use everything inside. I'm clean, I'm not sick, and you probably aren't either—is this your first time?"

Lu Sui's voice suddenly turned cold again, "Speak."

"……Um."

"Never been with your girlfriend?"

Shen Qinghuai, exhausted and helpless, asked, "What girlfriend?"

"Isn't the school beauty your girlfriend?"

"no."

"Okay, from now on, you're my boyfriend. We're going to start dating. Go take a shower and get clean."

Lu Sui's eyes were full of displeasure towards Shen Qinghuai. Shen Qinghuai had no doubt that if the stalemate continued, Lu Sui would really do what he said.

So, is it absolutely necessary to do it tonight?

"Lu Sui, we haven't had much interaction, and I don't think I've done anything to wrong you," Shen Qinghuai said softly.

"No, I don't, but I just want to play with you." Lu Sui kissed Shen Qinghuai's lips, took out the candy, and walked back to the bedroom, leaving behind the words, "I'm already annoyed, so just listen to me."

He didn't say that Shen Qinghuai couldn't leave.

Because Shen Qinghuai's maternal grandmother was in his hands, Shen Qinghuai dared not leave, nor could he leave.

Call the police?

it's useless.

Who can control Lu Sui?

Lu Huai-ren?

That hypocrite, all sanctimonious facade. Once Lu Sui returns to the old house, I'll kill him. It's not like it's the first time I've used a knife.

Father and son face off on the road.

It's also annoying.

It's incredibly annoying.

At worst, we'll all just die.

Shen Qinghuai stood outside the room with a cold expression. He stood there for a long time. After a while, he took off his coat, folded it, and placed it on the corner of the sofa. He then ordered a deliveryman to buy him a complete set of clothes, including this address. The deliveryman said that he couldn't come in here. He sent a message to Lu Sui saying that he didn't have any clean clothes. Lu Sui replied, "No need to buy any, we have some here."

Shen Qinghuai went to the bathroom as Lu Sui had instructed, and found an A4 sheet of paper posted on the bathroom door that read: "Chen Jingmo and dogs are not allowed to enter."

He knew Chen Jingmo, the eldest son of the Chen family, who had a bad reputation, changed girlfriends like he changed clothes, spent all his time in bars, and was a close friend of Lu Sui. All of this was told to him by Chen Ziqiu.

Whether it was true or false, Shen Qinghuai didn't care. He just wanted Lu Sui to let Zhao Wenxiu go, and to let him go too.

Shen Qinghuai pushed open the bathroom door, turned on his phone to check the camera, and turned it off after finding nothing. He only started to take off his clothes after seeing a bathrobe and towel inside. The shower gel and shampoo in the bathroom both smelled of roses, the same scent as Lu Sui.

In the other bedroom, Lu Sui was reading the instruction manual.

An hour later, he came out of the bathroom. His hair was too long to dry, and he couldn't bear to cut it.

Lu Sui: Come in and blow-dry my hair.