Chapter Fifteen: A Confession Received

Under the infiltration of Liu Fan’s immortal aura, the Monkey was instantly wracked with pain as if thousands of needles pierced his heart. He collapsed to the ground, rolling and howling in agony. Less than a minute later, he could no longer endure it and pleaded desperately, “Ah... Hero, I’ll tell you everything, please let me go!”

Liu Fan was not one to kill without reason. Seeing the Monkey beg for mercy, he released him from his bind, his gaze cold and stern. “Speak. Who sent you?”

“It was Lu Hao who ordered this. He’s our boss. Earlier, he invited Miss Ning to dinner, but she splashed red wine all over his face. So he had us try to capture her, saying he wanted to... to...” At this point, the Monkey hesitated, unable to continue. With the main subject right there, he was afraid to say that someone intended to violate her; if Miss Ning were displeased, Liu Fan might well kill him.

Ning Qi had already opened her eyes when Liu Fan subdued the Monkey. Seeing the injured men writhing and moaning on the ground, she was utterly astonished. Her beautiful eyes widened, her delicate mouth gaped in shock. As she heard the Monkey admit Lu Hao was behind it, her face flushed with anger, sparks flashing in her eyes. She strode up to Liu Fan, her tone imperious. “Tell me—what did he want to do to me?”

“Lu Hao said he wanted to bring Miss Ning back to his villa and... gang-rape her. Ah, Hero, that wasn’t my idea!” The Monkey’s heart sank as he confessed, fearing Liu Fan might decide to end him; he hurriedly explained himself.

“Hmph! I knew that Lu Hao was no good. Now he’s actually... actually... In any case, I’ll make him pay!” Hearing the Monkey’s words, Ning Qi’s pretty face reddened further, her delicate nose almost crooked with fury. She wanted to curse him, but didn’t know where to begin; her pure and kind nature left her at a loss, and with her beloved standing nearby, she would not vent her anger at him. So the Monkey became the scapegoat.

Ning Qi strode over, full of righteous indignation, and with a wave of her slender hand, there was a sharp slap. Five delicate fingerprints blossomed on the Monkey’s cheek. Holding his face, stunned, he thought, “What did I do to deserve this? If I speak, I get hit; if I don’t speak, I get hit. What sense does that make?” But no matter his thoughts, he dared not retaliate, swallowing his grievances.

“Hmph! Despicable, shameless. You wretch, you deserve this!” Ning Qi muttered as she finished.

“Hero, now that I’ve been beaten and scolded, can I go now?” The Monkey was dazed from Ning Qi’s slap, but as he came to, his quick little eyes darted anxiously. He wanted to escape as soon as possible, lest something worse happen. He never wanted to taste Liu Fan’s torment again; once was enough for a lifetime.

“Go. If there’s a next time, you won’t get off so easily. Then I’ll teach you what it means to wish for death.” Having learned what he needed, Liu Fan had no desire to waste more time on the likes of him.

“Oh, thank you, Hero!” The Monkey relaxed, grateful to have escaped disaster, scrambling to his feet and running off.

But before he got far, Liu Fan’s voice rang out again: “Come back. Tell Lu Hao, if he ever harasses Ning Qi or harms her in the slightest, I don’t care if he’s from one of the Four Great Families—I’ll wipe out his entire clan.”

With those words, Liu Fan released his full aura. The pressure forced the Monkey to collapse again, unable to rise for a long time. At that moment, he felt like a small boat adrift in a vast ocean, helpless and vulnerable, with destruction looming at any instant; he had not the slightest strength to resist.

Standing beside Liu Fan, Ning Qi felt no pressure, but she sensed the powerful authority emanating from him. She’d only felt such force from her grandfather, and even then, Liu Fan’s presence was stronger. Her beautiful eyes flickered, her heart stirred, and she stared at Liu Fan in a daze.

“Let’s go. It’s late; I’ll walk you home.” With his aura withdrawn, Liu Fan spoke tenderly to the still-stunned Ning Qi.

“Mm!” Hearing Liu Fan’s words, Ning Qi nodded obediently, gently hooking her arm through his, resting her head on his shoulder like a docile lamb. After all that had happened, her heart was full of love for Liu Fan, and she would never oppose him.

The two walked closely together. For Ning Qi, it was blissful; Liu Fan had surprised her again and again tonight—his handsome looks, his martial prowess, and his gentle care. For Liu Fan, it was a torment and a trial. As Ning Qi pressed herself to his chest, the faint fragrance of a maiden wafted into his senses. Her slender waist swayed gracefully, her ample, rounded chest pressed against his arm—soft yet firm, the deep valley between her peaks mysterious and alluring. Liu Fan’s true dragon energy stirred restlessly within him, an unfamiliar feeling rising; his manhood involuntarily hardened. As a man inexperienced in love, he felt his face flush with heat. To keep Ning Qi from noticing, he hunched forward and kept his eyes ahead, though careful observers might notice his occasional glances at her undulating curves, admiring the landscape from above. Ning Qi caught these subtle gestures, understood his feelings, but said nothing, secretly delighted.

On this warm night, with the city’s neon lights shining and the gentle breeze caressing their faces, they strolled all the way to the women’s dormitory at the University of Finance.

“Fan, I’m here now. I’ll head up... Do you have anything else to say to me?” Ning Qi gazed at Liu Fan with affectionate eyes, hoping for an answer.

“Mm. Go on up, I’ll be on my way.” Seeing Ning Qi hesitate, Liu Fan couldn’t guess her thoughts and simply replied.

“Fan, am I pretty?” Seeing Liu Fan about to leave, Ning Qi’s heart flared with annoyance at his wooden nature; she nearly stomped her foot, hurried forward to grab his hand, speaking plaintively.

“Beautiful! To me, you’re lovelier than the goddess of the moon palace.” Though puzzled by her question, Liu Fan replied honestly.

“Hehe... really? Then can I be your girlfriend? I mean it!” Ning Qi’s joy blossomed at Liu Fan’s answer; her smile was as radiant as peach blossoms. What girl doesn’t love sweet words, especially from a man as earnest as Liu Fan? Her eyes sparkled with affection as she playfully asked him.

“Ah... um...” The sudden question caught Liu Fan completely off guard; he froze.

“Is it that you don’t want to, or do you already have a girlfriend?” Seeing Liu Fan’s stunned expression, Ning Qi grew anxious. She’d finally mustered the courage to confess—if he already had someone, what would she do? Her beautiful eyes reddened, misted with tears, threatening to spill.

“No, no, it’s just... happiness came so suddenly, it doesn’t feel real. Someone like me—no money, no status—how could a girl like you love me?” Hearing such a beautiful girl confess, Liu Fan felt as though he were floating on clouds, lost in a dream. Seeing Ning Qi’s eyes brimming with tears, he quickly replied.

“So you agree, then!” Seeing that Liu Fan’s situation wasn’t as she feared, her face brightened instantly, happily affirming.

“Mm!” His long-cherished dream was realized; the girl he adored had become his girlfriend. How could Liu Fan not be moved? Facing his beloved, he nodded emphatically.

“Hehe...” Receiving Liu Fan’s affirmation, Ning Qi’s heart overflowed with happiness. Her pretty face glowed, her smile as pure and charming as a blooming flower, irresistibly endearing. She gently wrapped her arms around Liu Fan’s neck, pressing her ample chest to his broad, sturdy torso. For a moment, their eyes met, the world fell silent; only the sound of swallowing could be heard.

Ning Qi’s eyes shimmered with deep affection. She parted her rosy lips, whispering, “Fan, kiss me.”

Seeing her tender, loving gaze, how could Liu Fan refuse? Though his emotional intelligence was not high, he was no fool, nor an emasculated man. Without hesitation, his strong arms encircled Ning Qi’s slender waist; his bright eyes locked onto hers, his lips met her cherry lips. Their mouths joined in a gentle, lingering kiss; when passion peaked, Liu Fan’s tongue lightly tapped Ning Qi’s teeth, slowly entering to dance with hers. Feeling Liu Fan’s assertiveness, Ning Qi responded fervently, and for a moment, their hearts collided in love.

Such a scene should not be interrupted, but perhaps Heaven was jealous of their tender moment. As they lost themselves in their kiss, an untimely voice sounded in their ears. “Ahem...” At the sound, the pair snapped back to reality. Ning Qi’s face was flushed, her breath ragged, her chest heaving, hands pressed nervously against Liu Fan. Liu Fan scratched his head, grinning sheepishly.

They turned to see a middle-aged matron, well over fifty, standing at the dorm entrance, gazing meaningfully at them. She spoke, “Hehe, I didn’t want to interrupt you young folks, but it’s past midnight and the school has a curfew, so I had to remind you.”

Hearing her words, Ning Qi’s face reddened further, burying her head in Liu Fan’s chest like a daughter caught by her parents, utterly adorable.

After apologizing to the matron, Ning Qi happily went upstairs, reminding Liu Fan to call and text her. Naturally, Liu Fan gladly agreed, and after bidding farewell, turned to leave.

As the pair departed, the matron sighed, “Ah, youth is wonderful!” She hummed a little melody as she walked away.

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