Spring nights are short and the sun rises high, and from then on, the emperor no longer holds morning court.
From ancient times, beautiful women have been the source of disaster, and heroes find it hard to escape the allure of beauty.
Whether in his past life or this one, Qin Chuan had encountered no small number of women, but none had ever evoked such feelings in him.
Only Ms. Yang Zimo, Teacher Yang, was an exception.
As they tossed and turned, it was unknowingly noon. The exhausted man and woman had no energy to move, so they had to call the hotel again to have a sumptuous lunch delivered.
During lunch, there was naturally a period of tender affection and sweet whispers. Apart from the last red line, they had done almost everything else.
Teacher Yang, worthy of being a good teacher, was exceptionally intelligent and grasped everything quickly, learning at a rapid pace, allowing Qin Chuan to experience heavenly bliss.
After lunch, the tired couple cuddled together and slept soundly. When they woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon.
Teacher Yang could no longer bear the relentless "whipping" from a man full of energy and clamored to go out and about, no longer wanting to stay in the hotel bed.
In fact, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to resist temptation and break the last red line.
Qin Chuan readily agreed. As they were getting dressed and packing, Qin Chuan couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap, no wonder it's been so quiet from last night until now, my two phones are dead!"
"Mine's dead and shut down too!"
Yang Zimo took out her powered-off phone, her eyes flickered, and she said.
Qin Chuan wanted to charge his phone immediately and turn it on, but considering Teacher Yang was by his side, and they had finally crossed that most important step after a long arduous journey, turning on the phone would surely lead to something that would spoil the mood. So he suggested:
"Let's leave our phones here at the hotel to charge, and when we come back from our outing, the batteries will be almost full."
Teacher Yang nodded, "I think that's a good idea!"
Thus, they left their phones in the room to charge and, unburdened, went out hand-in-hand for a stroll.
It was nearly five in the afternoon, the sun was no longer scorching, the weather was pleasant, and the streets were bustling with people, very lively.
Not far from the hotel where they were staying, there was a commercial street, very prosperous.
Lovers entered and exited various shops together, and when they came out, their arms were laden with bags.
Qin Chuan bought many gifts for Teacher Yang, including clothes, cosmetics, and jewelry. Teacher Yang also bought Qin Chuan a whole set of clothes from head to toe.
As night began to fall, they finally stopped their shopping spree. For half the afternoon, Teacher Yang, wearing a mask, occasionally let out a bell-like laugh, appearing to be in very good spirits.
Teacher Yang wanted to eat at a food stall and drink soda. There was none nearby, so Qin Chuan drove for two blocks and finally found one.
They sat on small stools, enjoying the evening breeze, and ordered a lot of delicious food.
Crawfish, scallops, oysters, clams, lamb skewers, beef tendon strips...
"Let's have a serving of lamb treasure and beef treasure too!"
As they were finishing, Teacher Yang suddenly said to the waiter.
After the waiter left, Qin Chuan smiled and said, "Baby, you really are a virtuous wife and loving mother, starting to take care of your husband's health so early..."
Teacher Yang gave him a sideways glance, her charm overflowing, as if overnight she had truly evolved from a maiden to a young married woman. The clarity and elegance in her eyes had significantly diminished, replaced by a tempting allure that made one's heart race.
"Who said it was for you? Can't I eat it myself?"
Qin Chuan chuckled, and seeing that no one around was paying attention, he lowered his voice and said mischievously, "That's right, you really do need to replenish yourself. After so many rounds from last night until today, you're so sensitive..."
Before he could finish, a roll of toilet paper was thrown at him. Teacher Yang's face turned red, and she said indignantly, "You still talk about it! You pervert, if it weren't for you, would I have been like that?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I am the source of all disaster!"
Qin Chuan bowed and apologized, but he smiled even more wickedly.
Soon, various aromatic barbecued dishes were served. Both of them ate with greasy mouths, and Qin Chuan meticulously helped peel the crawfish.
Halfway through their meal, suddenly, the sound of police sirens blared from afar, alarming many people nearby. Everyone craned their necks to look at the street.
They saw a long convoy of police cars approaching from a distance, a very large formation. The officers on motorcycles were all heavily armed. "Swish," they passed by the entrance of the street.
This scene sparked much discussion among the crowd, with everyone saying that something major must have happened, otherwise, the police department wouldn't have deployed such a large force.
Qin Chuan and Teacher Yang naturally saw it too, but neither of them paid much attention, continuing to enjoy their barbecue dinner with tender affection.
In this world, where there is light, there is also darkness. Where there is justice, there is naturally evil. The duty of the police is to protect justice and punish evil. It was too normal for them to respond to calls, nothing to be surprised about.
It was past nine o'clock in the evening when they finally drove back to the hotel.
Teacher Yang went to the bathroom first, while Qin Chuan put away their things and sat on the sofa, picking up his phone, which was charging on the table.
As soon as he turned it on, various messages flooded in, all unread calls, as well as messages.
Before he had a chance to check them, a call suddenly came in. He saw it was from his elder brother, Qin Yang.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Qin Chuan asked.
"Oh my god, your phone is finally through! If it hadn't been, we would have reported you missing!"
Qin Yang's anxious voice came through.
"Brother, I forgot to charge my two phones last night and left them at the hotel when I went out today. I only just got back..."
Qin Chuan apologized profusely.
However, before he could finish explaining, Qin Yang quickly said, "Xiao Chuan, something big has happened! Kong Nanchao is dead!!"
"What?"
Qin Chuan suspected his ears were playing tricks on him. It wasn't until Qin Yang repeated it for the second time that he reacted, utterly stunned.
The news was too sudden, completely catching him off guard.
"When did it happen?"
After regaining his composure, Qin Chuan quickly asked.
"Just before dark. Now that private hospital belonging to the Han family is completely surrounded by armed police, and no one is allowed near."
Hearing about the police, Qin Chuan's mind immediately conjured up the scene he had witnessed earlier during dinner. It was indeed just before dark then. So, the police's large-scale deployment at that time was heading towards the Han family's private hospital?
"Where are you now? Hurry over here. President Lin, President Wang, President Shan, and many others are waiting for you!"
At this moment, Qin Yang urged him.
"Okay, okay, I'll drive over right away!"
After hanging up the phone, Qin Chuan looked up and saw Teacher Yang, who had come out of the bathroom at some point, standing not far away watching him.
Qin Chuan didn't know when Teacher Yang had come out, or if she had overheard their conversation, but he couldn't worry about that now. He quickly said, "Xiao Mo, I have to go back immediately to handle an urgent matter."
Teacher Yang nodded, "Then go quickly. I should be going home too!"
"I didn't go home all night yesterday, and I didn't go to work today. My family must be worried sick!"
Qin Chuan stood up, walked to Teacher Yang's side, put his arm around her soft waist, and said apologetically, "Baby, I'm sorry. After I finish this, I'll make up for everything tonight."
"Who wants you to make it up? You're just a big bad guy, always thinking of doing bad things! Hurry up and go, I'll take a taxi home myself later."
Qin Chuan deeply kissed her soft lips, then strode out of the room.
Watching Qin Chuan's retreating back, Yang Zimo stood still, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a fluctuating light. Then, she quickly walked to the bedside and turned on her phone...