The baby slapped me, and I said, "Sit on my lap and slap me."

The moment the words left his mouth, the air in the private room seemed to freeze.

The air pressure around Wen Yu was terrifyingly low. A pain like being pierced by a sharp weapon mixed with anger and bitterness from being misunderstood exploded in his heart.

His baby... So that's what he always thought of him?

He's never lacked money in his life; ten thousand is nothing to him.

Wen Yu approached step by step until he forced Su Qingyao against the wall, bracing himself on his arms on either side of her, trapping her in a small space.

"Let you go?"

He stared quietly at Su Qingyao, gently stroking her eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly chuckled softly.

Laughter echoed in the quiet private room, tinged with self-mockery, madness, and an intensely obsessive intensity.

"No, that won't work."

Su Qingyao's face was pale as she looked up at the man who had trapped her, her voice trembling slightly.

"I don't understand... Young Master Wen, I'm just an ordinary person, I just want to finish my university studies quietly and I don't want any unexpected changes in my life."

She tried to make him understand the gap between them, "You're rich and powerful, you can find any kind of girl you want, why are you fixated on me..."

ordinary?

Wen Yu stared at the face that had captivated him for seven years, silently refuting it in his heart.

What makes her ordinary?

In his eyes, she was dazzling.

Even in the simplest clothes, she is still breathtakingly beautiful.

The light in those clear eyes was enough to attract everyone's attention, including his heart, which had already fallen for her.

She was so beautiful that he used to only dare to look at her from afar, not daring to approach her easily, for fear of disturbing her and tainting her purity.

But now, fate has brought her to him.

Since she came here on her own, he couldn't let her escape.

Wen Yu suddenly loosened his grip on Su Qingyao, took a step back, and lazily sat back down in his chair.

He casually rested his arm on the table, his slender fingers tapping lightly.

His gaze began to slowly and intensely scrutinize her from head to toe.

Su Qingyao was unsettled by his sudden silence and scrutiny. Seeing that he seemed to be softening, a faint glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes.

She was about to ask him if he had changed his mind when Wen Yu interrupted her.

His tone was calm, yet carried an all-knowing understanding: "You're short of money, aren't you?"

Su Qingyao's heart tightened, and a defensive wall instantly rose in her eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded.

Wen Yu smiled, a smile that carried the composure of someone in control of the situation, and a dangerous allure.

He leaned forward slightly, looked directly into her eyes, and spoke slowly.

"Perfect timing, you're short of money, I have money, and plenty of money."

"That guy only gave you ten thousand for running errands, I'll give you a hundred times that."

"Be my girlfriend, and I'll give you a million a month, with no upper limit."

He paused, observing every subtle change in her face, and asked slowly, "How is it?"

The private room fell into a deathly silence, with only the faint sound of traffic outside the window.

Su Qingyao stood still, her fingertips digging deeply into her palms.

One million a month...

The number swirled in her mind like a curse.

It can cover my mother's medical expenses, and even help her take better medication, and allow her to stop owing wages to caregiver Aunt Zhou.

This would allow her to take a breather from the endless part-time jobs and focus on her beloved physics industry.

A dignified, free, and peaceful university life...

These things she once cherished seemed to have become luxuries with price tags in the face of cold reality and her mother's life.

She slowly raised her head and met Wen Yu's determined, all-seeing eyes.

After a long while, she heard her own dry voice echo in the quiet private room, so soft it was almost inaudible.

"it is good."

Wen Yu's fingers, which were tapping on the table, suddenly stopped.

Su Qingyao gently raised her eyes, her thick eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings. "Can... we not make it public?"

"A clandestine campus romance?" Wen Yu raised an eyebrow.

She nodded, with a last glimmer of hope, "Is it okay?"

"sure."

Wen Yu stared intently at her, like a cheetah locking onto its only prey.

"One for one, I'm not talking about vegetarianism."

Su Qingyao's eyes widened slightly, seemingly surprised by his bluntness.

Only after belatedly realizing the deeper meaning of her words did a blush instantly spread from her ears to her cheeks.

"Okay, okay." Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

Wen Yu chuckled softly and patted the seat beside him. "Then girlfriend, come sit here."

Su Qingyao hesitated for a moment, then took hesitant steps closer and sat down beside him.

As soon as she sat down, Wen Yu grabbed the back of the chair and turned her and the chair towards him.

Two long legs naturally encircled her, and arms rested on her slender shoulders, forming a possessive encirclement.

The man's cool, clean scent instantly enveloped her, like a dense net, giving Su Qingyao the illusion of prey being delivered to her mouth.

Wen Yu seemed very happy, staring at her intently, gently twirling a strand of her hair with his fingertips, his voice ambiguous and pleasant.

"Baby, may I call you that?"

This extremely intimate form of address made Su Qingyao pause slightly, her heart skipping a beat.

……Baby.

They were so tender and affectionate, as if they were a couple who had been in love for a long time, but it was clearly just a transaction between them.

She lowered her eyelashes and nodded slightly in response.

Wen Yu curled his lips into a smile, and slowly traced his fingertips onto her lips, pressing gently.

The soft flesh of the lips deformed slightly under the force, turning a deeper, more vibrant color, like ripe cherries waiting to be picked.

He couldn't help but swallow, his eyes darkening.

"Baby, have you ever been in a relationship?"

He asked, his voice even hoarser than before.

Su Qingyao shook her head.

Have you ever had a crush on anyone?

She seemed to remember something, hesitated for a moment, and then shook her head.

Wen Yu caught a glimpse of her hesitation. Recalling the glaring scene from a year ago, the anger surging in his heart almost got out of control, but he quickly suppressed it.

That's right, those don't count as people.

His baby, from beginning to end, from the tips of his hair to his fingertips, from the past to the future, should belong to him alone.

He would personally erase any trace that shouldn't have been there.

He chuckled softly, slowly leaning closer until their noses almost touched, his warm breath spraying onto Su Qingyao's face.

"So... have you kissed him?"

Su Qingyao was so startled by his sudden question and overly intimate distance that she held her breath.

Those clear eyes widened slightly, filled with helplessness, like a frightened little rabbit that had accidentally fallen into a trap.

She tried to shrink back to seek some safe distance, but Wen Yu trapped her in place by encircling her long legs.

She opened her mouth, feeling a tightness in her throat, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

No, no.