Luo Nanchu squinted as she watched the man smoke beside her as she lay on the bed.

 Under the soft lighting, the man’s handsome features looked hazy, lending him a refined and erotic quality.

 During her excitement, his naked chest had been marked by her uncontrollable raking claws, which gave his perfect appearance a deathly attraction.

 “Mr. Fu, is this how you usually do it with your girlfriend?”

 Luo Nanchu was genuinely curious.

 Fu Tingyuan’s technique was so terrible. How had Bai Zhiyan endured this for so long?

 Even she, who was usually tough as nails, was about to suffer from shenkui¹ due to their recent nightly activities.

 Upon hearing this, Fu Tingyuan turned around. The smoke blurred his elegant features as his eyes radiated coldness.

 He looked as though he was annoyed by her questions about his sex life with Bai Zhiyan.

 However, Luo Nanchu enjoyed gossip.

 “Mr. Fu, how many times have you done it with your girlfriend?”

 “Mr. Fu, has your girlfriend said nothing about your terrible technique?”

 “Luo Nanchu!” Fu Tingyuan shouted beratingly.

 He looked at her.

His eyes were chilly, but his voice was even more so as he said, “Get out.”

 Unperturbed, Luo Nanchu smiled lightly. Reaching down to the floor, she picked up her bathrobe to cover herself and gave a charming smile.

“Mr. Fu will have to stay home alone tonight then.”

 She gathered her long hair together, shot Fu Tingyuan a look, and exited the room.

 Fu Tingyuan sat down on the bed. He watched her silhouette with a frosty gaze, frowned, then stubbed out the burning cigarette in his hand.

 …

 After that night, Fu Tingyuan did not come to the villa anymore.

 Luo Nanchu thought that Fu Tingyuan must have found his conscience and realized how bad his technique was. Thus, he was too embarrassed to come.

 Making love with Fu Tingyuan was a kind of torture to Luo Nanchu.

 His absence was therefore liberating to her.

 The person being tortured now was Bai Zhiyan, which made Luo Nanchu rejoice in her misfortune.

 In the past, she had not been jealous of Bai Zhiyan, but now, she felt empathy for her.

 A disharmonious sex life was deadly.

 She could not believe that Fu Tingyuan’s terrible technique would actually translate well when he was doing it with Bai Zhiyan.

 …

 In the morning.

 After breakfast, Luo Nanchu told the chef, “I won’t be coming back in the afternoon, so don’t prepare lunch for me.”

 The chef was stunned and asked, “Is Ms. Luo going out?”

 Luo Nanchu had already stood up.

 “Yeah, I’m going to the hospital,” she answered.

 Luo Nanchu took a taxi to a fruit stall. After examining the fruits that were in season, she bought a kilogram of lychees.

 On the way to the hospital, Luo Nanchu received a call from Luo Zhiying.

 Luo Nanchu answered the call and asked in a gentle voice, “Zhiying, what’s the matter?”

“Sister, ” Luo Zhiying’s voice was lively as she asked, “are you free today? I want to visit Papa and Little Yi in the hospital.”

 Luo Nanchu smiled and said, “I’m actually on my way to the hospital now. Where are you? I’ll come get you.”

 “Mm, I’ll wait for you outside the cafe at school.”

 After hanging up, Luo Nanchu instructed the driver to turn around and head toward Tong City Media College.

 The car stopped at the school gates, and Luo Nanchu could see Luo Zhiying, clad in a peach pink frock, waving at her from afar. The girl’s smile was brilliant, and her features were splendorous. Even at this college, which had many attractive and gorgeous girls in attendance, she still stood out prominently.

 Luo Nanchu smiled as she walked over.

Luo Zhiying held her arm, turned to look at her, and remarked, “Sister, you’ve become a lot thinner.”