?Mobile reading After asking the office staff for the location of the academic affairs office, Qin Feng walked straight toward it. Eight Zero E-book (txt02.com) The campus area of Pinguan University turned out to be larger than he had expected—this was largely due to the years of indiscriminate enrollment expansion. As enrollment numbers have steadily declined, many teaching and dormitory buildings have gone idle. Fortunately, Qin, the university's young son, has excellent directional sense; otherwise, even if he knew the route, a first-time visitor would inevitably take a detour. During his assignments in Europe, he had visited several top local universities, and few could match the elegance of this campus—both inside and out. He crossed the fountain plaza at the front of the building and entered the main gate. The corridor was empty, and only when he spotted a girl approaching did he quicken his pace and run after her: "Excuse me, could you tell me where the academic affairs office for the Arts Faculty is?" From the back, the girl appeared well-built, wearing a pale purple athletic outfit that resembled yoga attire—her waist slender and legs long. Her hair was tied in a ponytail at the back of her head, and she wore flat shoes, moving with a graceful air. Turning around, she said, "The Art Department office is just ahead, to the left—oh, it's you!" At the moment she recognized Qin Feng, he too recognized her. What a trick—the girl had been a deception all along. It was actually Chen Yue, who had first encountered her a month ago in a memorable meeting. For Chen Yue, the past few weeks had been nothing short of a living hell. Every day, she had to return home precisely on time; even a minute late meant a scolding, and if she missed it, she might go without dinner altogether. As a result, she could only manage to make a brief visit to the old street jazz bar in the afternoons, urging everyone to work hard. Her father, the elder of the Chen family, was notoriously irritable, and Chen Yue—such a beautiful woman—had to be patient and compliant, always complying. Last time Qin Feng shouted and bellowed at the foot of her house, Chen Family’s elder scholar has still been feeling humbled ever since—ever since he’s been treated with cold eyes and silent disapproval from his neighbors. Now, his anger is inevitably directed at his wife and daughter. As a result, Chen’s beautiful wife hasn’t seen her husband smile in a long time, and the household has rarely heard laughter. All this can be traced back to that rather unremarkable man, Chen Yue, who, in her frustration, wishes she could pull out his diligence, peel it, disassemble it, and even cut off any prominent part of him to brew into wine. Yet she only remembers his appearance, not his home address or workplace—so her quest for revenge remains unfulfilled. After that incident, it took several days for her to recall that she could locate him through his license plate number. When she finally found a friend working at the traffic police department, however, she was told that the car had been involved in an accident and had since been scrapped. Scrapped? Then where is he to be found? She simply resigned herself to fate. She couldn't find Qin Feng, and Qin Feng couldn't find her either. Thanks to the protection provided by the staff at the jazz bar, the several teams Qin sent out were unable to secure Chen Yue's exact identity. When they finally met, both were surprised—neither had expected to encounter each other in such a setting. Qin Feng reacted more quickly, smiling warmly, "Chen Yue, how have you been lately?" "Good? Pfft!" Chen, the big beauty, snapped her fingers, grabbing his collar firmly, "You dare show up in front of me? Fine! It's time we settled the score!" All the frustrations and grievances accumulated over the past month—things she couldn't explain, couldn't defend, and had to pretend nothing had happened—had built up to a boiling point. Indeed, she was furious. Otherwise, she wouldn't have completely forgotten about Qin Feng's ability to handle himself. With her current approach, she felt like a lamb entering a lion's den. Because Qin Dashi particularly enjoyed punishing girls like this—making them tantrum, making them lose their sense of reason, making them feel that he was easy to bully. When he finally started treating them badly, they mustn’t cry. Qin Feng was quite respectful, being pulled over by her and then colliding forcefully into her slender, graceful body. Chen Yue, a delicate girl, could hardly bear that impact—her body instinctively recoiling and knocking into a door along the corridor. Fortunately, the door behind it led to the public restroom. In this luxurious office building, each office had its own private bathroom, and public restrooms were also installed outside for safety. However, since everyone preferred using the office bathrooms, this one had become largely overlooked. Even more fortunate, the two of them stumbled into the men's restroom, where upon entering, they immediately saw the wall-mounted urinals. Qin Feng took a few quick steps, pushing Chen Yue against the corner of the room. Her back pressed firmly against the magnetic tile wall, while her front pressed against him, her face filled with fear. Only then did she realize that the other was a skilled martial artist, and her decision to confront him directly had been a serious misstep. "Hey, Chen, darling," Qin Feng chuckled, "are you really that excited to see me?" "Are you suggesting I've fallen head over heels in love with you? Have you been thinking about me all these days?" Their faces were just inches apart—clearly perceptible breaths exchanged with each other, let alone when they spoke. Chen Yue thought: here was the campus, her own territory—what was so impressive about him? She huffed, "Let go of me right now, or I'll call for help. You'll be surrounded by ten thousand people, and they'll besiege you!" She was genuinely afraid. Had it not been for the commotion at the main gate, Qin Feng might have been intimidated by the phrase "ten thousand troops." But now, with the lukewarm, over-enthusiastic staff, how could he possibly be daunted? "Then go ahead and call," he said with a mischievous smile. "I'll guarantee that before you summon anyone, I'll have you completely naked. Want to give it "I'm warning you not to mess around." Chen Yue's eyes showed panic, no longer as confident as they had been earlier. Qin Feng placed both hands on her waist, feeling the elasticity of her chest, and smiled playfully. "The villains always like to file complaints first. Last time, you accused me of being drunk at the wheel, then threatened to drive me home. This time, you're holding onto my collar again—clearly, last time's punishment didn't make you remember. Guess what I'm going to do this time!" Recalling this month of nightmare-like days, she didn't want to endure another month. She immediately surrendered, saying, "I'm sorry—I'm wrong. Will you forgive me?" Too late. If a simple "I'm sorry" could resolve everything, then what would be the point of police or the law? "Heh, I think it's necessary to help you remember—never be too proud in life." Qin Feng said, and then kissed her. Strong kisses were his favorite thing to do. Certainly, her hands were busy—already lifting up her blouse and reaching inside.