The Shengshi Dynasty’s business remained as usual: flourishing, orderly, with stable stock prices and brilliant performance.

Qi Fei and Guan Yingying excellently played their roles; their contributions to the Shengshi Dynasty were evident to all. It was expected that these two beauties would occupy spots on several financial lists this year.

In fact, their mere beauty was enough for the media to write volumes about them, and coupled with being "as beautiful as they are wise," or the "beautiful, single, and wealthy" trifecta, it was enough to send countless diamond bachelors and ambitious young men flocking after them.

Yet, very few people knew that while this pair of Dynasty Sirens presented themselves as single during the day, perhaps maintaining fleeting relationships with certain successful men, come nightfall, they were exclusively Wang Zhuo's dessert, ready to be picked and savored at will.

Meanwhile, on the other side, after Wangchao Wuliang burst onto the scene and gained renown, Fu Xinran and Gan Lin also gradually entered the public eye. Gan Lin’s studies had finally reached a near standstill; although obtaining her diploma was a certainty, with her worth skyrocketing, she could no longer move around campus without at least one woman who looked suspiciously like a bodyguard, causing her to drift further away from campus life.

This pair of beauties became explosive topics in affluent circles. Gan Lin was Wang Zhuo’s official girlfriend, and because Wang Zhuo had struck gold with the Wangchao Wuliang product—the money he made was less than a fraction of what Shi Yuzhu earned when making his comeback with Baiding Brain and Golden Partner—her status became a household name along with the growth of Wangchao Wuliang.

As for Fu Xinran, her capabilities were common knowledge, but so was her cool demeanor. Wang Zhuo was using two such beautiful women to manage his companies this time; were there unknown secrets behind it?

"Wang Zhuo? Just a clown, honestly. Who knows which big shot those women actually belong to. What the hell does he have to do with them!"

Rumors like this circulated widely. The opposing narrative suggested Wang Zhuo was the illegitimate son of some powerful figure, and his current actions were merely groundwork; he was destined to inherit the nation's enterprise in the future!

Fame invites scrutiny—Wang Zhuo had experienced this ever since the video of him beating up a punk went viral. Now, he could greet all the gossip surrounding him with a mere smile, though often it was a wry, helpless one.

On the first day back to school, a rather eye-catching event unfolded.

A stunningly beautiful female student came to the basketball court to watch Wang Zhuo play, and afterward, she was seen laughing and chatting with him before heading into his dorm room!

Where did this woman come from? The gossip hounds immediately started digging. This was practically the Asian version of Malèna! Look at how her voluptuous bosom surged beneath her dress as she walked, so large and round, pushing the fabric out; especially those large, velvety eyes that seemed capable of speech, and those sensual, full lips. Oh my god, to be enveloped by those lips just once, even if it meant being bitten until it snapped, would be a willing sacrifice!

The withdrawn Xu Chu had barely one friend on campus: Li Mengru. But Li Mengru wasn't currently at school, and her roommates had moved out following Li Mengru's suicide attempt, so very few people knew she had successfully transformed and perfectly evolved into a dazzling campus belle.

Uncovering her identity was proving to be quite a difficult task!

"Wang Zhuo, what do you think our relationship is?"

As Wang Zhuo gently stripped away the last thin layer of fabric from Xu Chu, the young woman asked softly.

"You give me pleasure, and I’ll give you pleasure," Wang Zhuo replied, gazing tenderly into her eyes, his fingertip tracing gentle circles on the spot as smooth as a polished egg.

In the clinical photos she had taken not long ago, that area had been a dense, primeval forest, concealing and shading itself from the sun.

Her opening had constricted beautifully, clearly thanks to some specialized beauty product for tightening vaginal muscles. The feel was so smooth, rivaling even Ruan Mingqing's naturally perfect touch. Wang Zhuo caressed his own creation with immense satisfaction, heart swelling with joy.

But was this all there was to their relationship? Xu Chu’s mood dimmed slightly. She slowly bent her legs, her heels subtly shielding a certain crucial area.

Wang Zhuo merely offered a faint smile and calmly said, "As for whether this pleasure lasts a lifetime, well, that depends on fate, doesn't it?"

What were sweet talk and encouragement? Xu Chu was a girl who believed in destiny, and Wang Zhuo’s casually delivered line touched her soul!

The evening darkens, watching the strong pine. Clouds fly past, yet composure remains. Born a fairy, endless splendor awaits atop the dangerous peak.

As the sky deepened, the orange streetlights on campus flickered on, bathing the area in a bright glow.

Wang Zhuo lay back on the sofa, his left leg impudently propped up on the backrest, his right foot resting on the floor to maintain balance.

Watching the strong pine, Xu Chu was gentle and attentive. Wang Zhuo affectionately scraped the bridge of her nose with the back of his index finger, slightly worried that at such a close range, watching the pine might turn her eyes cross-eyed...

The lush, thriving growth of his body brushed against Xu Chu’s sensitive face. As she moved, it rubbed and scraped against her, occasionally tickling near her nostrils, yet it caused her no distress; she remained composed.

...

Xu Chu eventually left, taking with her what she treasured. She thought Wang Zhuo wasn't greedy, wishing for a gradual approach, unaware that Wang Zhuo found the confines of the school environment insufficient for full enjoyment. He intended to save this magnificent warhorse for the vast grasslands, where infinite splendor could be found.

Wang Zhuo sat on the windowsill, enjoying the gentle evening breeze, his legs swaying softly in the night air, like water weeds drifting with the current.

"Instructor Wang, who was that beauty? Which department is she in?!"

A familiar male student called up from downstairs. Wang Zhuo smiled at him and called back loudly, "I don't even know which department she's from! If you find out, don't forget to tell me!"

He didn't even know her department but still brought her back to his dorm? Or was he deliberately playing dumb? The slightly overweight student gave a wry smile, shouted an acknowledgment, and waved before walking away.

In that moment, Wang Zhuo felt what it was like to be in university. Perhaps youth was meant for recklessness, for swagger, for showing off.

If that was the case, then let him laugh proudly!

The news of Wang Zhuo "charming a girl" on campus spread like wildfire.

Campus Weibo and BB forums buzzed with excitement. A surprising amount of the discussion focused on He Ye. Some people lamented that Wang Zhuo was blind to her worth; others gloated that she deserved it; and a greater number howled like wolves, declaring that the chance to pursue He Ye had finally arrived!

Only He Ye herself knew that Wang Zhuo was far from the pure image he projected. He was just a big grey wolf who concealed his tail exceptionally well, and she was likely the next Little Red Riding Hood.

The power of the masses was formidable. Two days later, Xu Chu’s identity was exposed; three days later, her photos were released; four days later, her family background was public knowledge. By the fifth day, the chatter suddenly ceased.

Gossip about a beautiful woman might be entertaining, but if that beauty’s grandfather was a dominant figure in the field she herself was entering, students decided it was best to avoid provoking them.

The Medical Administration Bureau controlled the entire medical system of Jiangzhou. What if Xu Chu was petty, and her grandfather, the director of the Bureau, was fiercely protective? Offending that family meant a dark future!

However, Xu Chu’s photos were cherished and collected by otaku. The innocent, the sensual, the sunny, the wild—the young men feasted their eyes, thoroughly satisfied.

Wang Zhuo, of course, obtained the complete set. During this National Day break, Xu Chu had shot tens of thousands of dollars worth of portrait, boudoir, and travel photos. Wang Zhuo was reminded of the saying, "An old house catches fire quickly." Having been a wallflower for so many years, Xu Chu had finally transformed and now overcompensated, going on a spending spree with the photographer.

He carefully saved a few of the more revealing boudoir shots. Wang Zhuo understood this was a demonstration of a woman’s trust, one he must not betray; moreover, it was his achievement, worthy of commemoration.

...

"Wang Zhuo, you have guests in your room. Director Wang Taiping brought them over!"

Early one morning, just as Wang Zhuo returned from exercising on the court, he heard the notification from the dorm administrator.

"How many? Male or female?" Wang Zhuo wiped sweat from his brow and asked casually.

The uncle replied offhandedly, "Two old men, male."

Old men? Could there be female old men? Wang Zhuo chuckled inwardly, thanked the administrator, and hurried upstairs.

Reaching the third floor, he casually scanned with his X-ray vision and saw three people sitting in the living room of his dorm: one was the department head, Wang Taiping, who had profited greatly from insider information Wang Zhuo provided during a stock fluctuation at Shengshi Dynasty; their relationship was as close as uncle and nephew. The other two men appeared to be in their sixties and seventies, sharing a similar look, suggesting they were related.

Looking closely at the two elders, the older one seemed to be an intellectual, perhaps an academic or researcher, while the other had the bearing of an official, and judging by his physique and aura, his position must be quite senior.

"Huh?" Wang Zhuo suddenly paused, looking down from the dorm room next door. An Audi official vehicle was parked on the small road opposite the dormitory building, and beside it stood a young man resembling a driver. It seemed these two old men were quite significant figures!

Upon entering the room, Wang Taiping immediately stood up, warmly introducing both parties.

"Xu Xinli, Xu Xinhang?"

Wang Zhuo suddenly realized why the two looked familiar—they were Xu Chu’s maternal grandfather and great-uncle!

Both Xu elders had long, thin beards, thick hair, bright eyes, and full lips. The second elder, Xu Xinli, even sported very cool "longevity eyebrows."

However, being scrutinized by these two elders gave Wang Zhuo a strange feeling. Their gazes seemed to be assessing him as a potential grandson-in-law. Come on, this was their first meeting; couldn't they dial back the intimacy?

"I heard you were involved in developing the cure for Chu Chu?"

Smiling kindly, Xu Chu’s great-uncle, Xu Xinli, asked the question.

"Well..." Wang Zhuo scratched his head, forced to correct his statement: "It should be said I developed it personally. I hold all the intellectual property rights for that research."

"..." The elder Xu was momentarily choked silent. This young man before him spoke with such audacity. Could a little whippersnapper like him have single-handedly developed such a powerful remedy, a medical challenge that even developed nations struggled to conquer?