Lu Xuan let go, throwing Lin Zhiling to the ground like a piece of trash.
"Hoo... cough cough... cough cough cough!"
Freed from the restraint, fresh air rushed into her lungs, but it only triggered more violent choking.
Lin Zhiling curled up on the cold ground, her hands clutching her slender neck, her face, purple from lack of oxygen, was covered in tears and snot, as she gasped for air, looking utterly disheveled.
For a moment there, she truly thought she was going to die.
That suffocating sensation of near-death was like an invisible hand, crushing all the pride and arrogance she held dear.
However, Lu Xuan gave her no chance to catch her breath or regroup.
Amidst her violent coughing, he had already flipped her soft body over and pressed her down firmly.
"Lu Xuan! Stop! You... you can't do this!"
Lin Zhiling was utterly terrified, her voice choked with tears, the fierce resolve to perish together had long vanished, leaving only primal fear, "Ningning... Ningning is right outside! I beg you... please, let me go!"
She was the one who set the trap, she was the one who wanted to use her body as bait, but now she regretted it! She regretted it bitterly!
She thought she was the hunter, but she never expected that the other party was not a rabbit at all, but a prehistoric beast she couldn't even imagine!
Lu Xuan's movements didn't stop at all; instead, he leaned down and whispered in her ear in a demonic tone, "Hehe, Auntie, don't be in such a hurry to beg me."
He pointed to the phone camera propped on the wine glass, its indicator light blinking.
"Whatever you want to say, save it for the camera!"
...
An hour later.
The private room was eerily silent, with only the lingering scent of chaos after intimacy.
Lin Zhiling lay quietly on the ground, her eyes staring blankly at the ornate crystal chandelier on the ceiling, her face crisscrossed with dried tear tracks, and there was no longer a trace of light in those peach blossom eyes that once captivated souls.
Pride, dignity, decorum... these things she had maintained her entire life were, in the past hour, crushed into dust by that man in the most brutal and direct way, then blown away like smoke.
It was at this moment that a series of cold, mechanical notification sounds rang out in Lu Xuan's mind.
【Target Lin Zhiling's psychological defense has completely collapsed, her inner pride has been completely crushed, and her control value has significantly increased.】
【Current Control Value: 80/100】
【Control value has exceeded the critical point, Black Material APP minor version upgrade, current version: 1.0.3】
【Black Material APP Version 1.0.3: Unlocked primary reconnaissance function, can scan and identify miniature cameras, listening devices, and other equipment within a twenty-meter radius.】
【Unlocked primary anti-eavesdropping function, can generate pervasive white noise during calls or close-range conversations to prevent third-party eavesdropping.】
【Reward: Black Material Exchange Coupon x 2】
【Reward: 2000 points】
Finally!
Lu Xuan's heart filled with joy.
Lin Zhiling's surreptitious filming just now had indeed given him a cold sweat.
Although he acted domineeringly, he never fought unprepared battles.
In this technologically advanced era, being secretly recorded or filmed by someone was indeed a considerable hassle.
Now it's good; with the system's primary reconnaissance and anti-eavesdropping functions, dealing with these self-proclaimed clever people in the future would be like having a full map hack, with the safety factor directly maximized.
He contentedly withdrew his thoughts, his gaze falling back on the dispirited woman on the ground.
He walked over, crouched down, and gently pinched her smooth chin again, forcing her to look at him.
"Auntie, do you still want me to die now?"
The expected venomous gaze did not appear.
Lin Zhiling's hollow eyes, at the moment they met Lu Xuan's gaze, seemed to be infused with a strange current, slowly, refocusing.
She looked at the young and handsome face before her, her expression complex to the extreme.
There was fear, humiliation, confusion, but more than that, there was a kind of... attachment that she herself couldn't understand.
She suddenly gave Lu Xuan a sidelong glance, an eye that carried a hint of reproach.
Immediately, she raised her soft, weak hand and gently patted the back of Lu Xuan's hand that was pinching her chin.
"Can't you ever be serious?"
Her voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of post-coital hoarseness, no longer sounding like a threat, but rather like a lover's playful complaint.
"Ningning... is still waiting outside, this isn't very good for us, is it?"
That coy, alluring look, with eyes like silken threads, showed no trace of the fierce resolve to die she had moments ago.
That kind of charm, emanating from her very bones, was enough to drive any fan who had seen her mad.
Lu Xuan was also stunned for a moment, then he smiled.
He understood.
The best way to conquer a woman is not to kill her, but to utterly destroy everything she prides herself on.
For a woman like Lin Zhiling, who had been strong her entire life, even dominating her husband Zhang Jianguo at home, her arrogance was her hardest armor.
Once this armor was shattered, the core revealed beneath was softer than anyone else's, and even... yearned to be dominated by someone stronger.
She had played the knight her whole life at home, but today, she encountered a wicked dragon who could pull her off her horse and bully her at will.
And she, it seemed, rather enjoyed the feeling.
Lu Xuan picked up his phone, fast-forwarded through and briefly watched the "artwork" he had just recorded, nodding in satisfaction.
"Hehe, Auntie, the video turned out very well."
A charming blush rose on Lin Zhiling's cheeks as she tidied her disheveled hair, struggling to slowly stand up from the ground and beginning to straighten her ruined qipao.
Moments later, she had regained the elegant demeanor of a superstar diva, but when she looked at Lu Xuan again, her eyes had completely changed.
It was a gaze full of affection, with a hint of admiration and reverence, a gaze completely belonging to a woman.
"Hmph, you're really naughty," she said softly.
"Ningning is still waiting outside."
