Liu Hanyan’s back was already thoroughly soaked with cold sweat, her thin silk shirt clinging tightly to her skin, outlining her graceful curves, but at this moment, it only made her feel a chilling sensation deep in her bones.
Her legs were weak, almost unable to support her body’s weight, and she could only lean against the cold door panel to keep from collapsing to the ground.
Although she was bold and uninhibited on Peach TV, enjoying the fervent adoration and fantasies of countless fans, in reality, she was almost prim and proper, not even having had a single romantic relationship.
The “Princess Yanyan” who wore a mask, swayed her waist in front of the camera, and teased fans with her flirtatious voice, was, to her, merely a virtual persona, a tool to satisfy her pathological vanity.
She had never associated that image with the lofty Yan University doctoral advisor, Liu Hanyan, in reality.
But now, this man, in the most brutal and direct way, had violently torn these two identities apart, crumpled them into a ball, and thrown them in her face.
“What, Goddess still hasn’t made up her mind?” Lu Xuan’s voice drifted over, carrying a hint of impatient mockery, “My patience is limited. How about I send Vice President Liu a video preview first and ask him which cover he likes?”
This sentence became the last straw that broke the camel’s back.
Liu Hanyan’s body trembled violently, and the last gleam in her pupils completely extinguished.
She slowly raised her head and looked at the man sitting in the chair, his posture as relaxed as if he were in his own living room.
From the office door to that chair, it was only a few short meters, but at this moment, it felt like an abyss of ten thousand fathoms, a dividing line between heaven and hell.
She moved.
Each step felt like treading on knife points. The “tap-tap” sound of her high heels hitting the ground made Liu Hanyan’s heart rate slow down.
She walked up to Lu Xuan, and the tears of humiliation finally could not be restrained, sliding down her pale cheeks. She bit her lip tightly, almost to the point of drawing blood, to combat the sense of shame that was about to engulf her.
Lu Xuan enjoyed her precarious yet forced submission, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened.
“Teacher, that’s more like it.” He leaned back in the chair, stretching out his arms, his posture lazy yet full of an undeniable commanding presence, “I watched the live stream playback, and weren’t you quite good at playing around? Don’t disappoint me. Come, you lead.”
Liu Hanyan’s body stiffened; this sentence was more humiliating than any vicious curse.
She slowly closed her eyes, as if that could isolate her from this cruel world. Tears flowed even more fiercely, and she slowly, with immense difficulty, bent her knees that had never bowed to anyone before.
...
An hour later.
Lu Xuan leaned back in the chair, feeling refreshed, without a single wrinkle on his clothes.
He lit a cigarette, leisurely exhaling smoke, his eyes deep.
Liu Hanyan, on the other hand, was like a broken rag doll, curled up on the carpet not far away, her once meticulously styled hair disheveled, covering her expressionless face. Only the slight trembling of her shoulders showed that she was still alive.
【Detected that target Liu Hanyan’s psychological defenses have completely collapsed, she is immersed in the host’s dominance, and control value has greatly increased.】
【Current control value: 100/100】
【Congratulations, Host! You have achieved perfect control over target Liu Hanyan!】
A series of system prompts sounded in Lu Xuan’s mind.
【① Reward: Primary Technology Energy Shield, can withstand all 7.62mm caliber bullet attacks.】
【② Reward: Full marks for all courses in Yan University’s Chinese Department. The host will automatically receive full credits for all completed and uncompleted courses.】
【③ Reward: Succubus Tattoo Sticker (one-time consumable), when applied to the target, it can unconditionally control their mind for 7 days.】
【Unexpected Drop Reward: Mute Barrier, once activated, people inside and outside the host’s selected range cannot hear sound.】
Lu Xuan’s eyebrows twitched.
Goodness, this system really is a thoughtful little helper. It knew he didn’t have time for those boring classes, so it directly completed it in one step, even saving him the exams.
Immediately after, a complex stream of knowledge poured into his mind. From ancient literature history to modern literary theory, from exegesis to modern Chinese grammar, countless originally dry knowledge points were now clearly imprinted in the depths of his memory, as if they were innate.
This feeling of gaining something without effort was even more exhilarating than before.
At this moment, Liu Hanyan on the ground stirred.
She did not open her eyes, her voice hoarse as if rubbed with sandpaper, carrying a hint of the weakness and plea of someone who had survived a catastrophe: “Lu Xuan… are you satisfied now? Can… can you let me go?”
Lu Xuan got up, walked to the large full-length mirror in the office, slowly tidied his hair, and through the mirror, looked at the disheveled figure on the ground, a cruel smile curving at the corner of his mouth.
“Teacher, aren’t you too naive?” He turned around and looked down at her, “When did I say I was satisfied? The game has just begun, how could I let you go?”
Liu Hanyan suddenly looked up, and a flicker of emotion finally appeared in her vacant eyes: disbelief, anger, despair.
“And,” Lu Xuan paced to her, gently lifted her chin with the tip of his foot, forcing her to look at him, “your address needs to change. From now on, you, Liu Hanyan, are no longer a lofty advisor. You are merely a dog raised by me, Lu Xuan. Do I need to teach a dog how to speak to its master?”
“You… shameless!”
Liu Hanyan wanted to retort, wanted to curse, but when her gaze met Lu Xuan’s cold and playful eyes, all her anger and backbone were instantly extinguished, leaving only bone-deep fear.
She found that she couldn’t even utter a complete sentence.
Finally, she trembled and slowly lowered her head, which had once been so proud.
Kneeling to the side, in a humble posture she herself had never imagined, she uttered a few words in a barely audible voice.
“Master… I was wrong…”
