The content mentioned in his words seemed to come from another lifetime. Sang Ru froze, the warmth suddenly retreating from her heart. She pushed away his hand, covering her lips, and said calmly: “What do you mean?”

Their breaths were close, the scent of alcohol mixing with youthful air as Zhou Tingzhao said: “Between ten years ago and now, do you see any difference in me?”

A shock ran through her heart, as if cold water had been poured over her head. Sang Ru pushed him away forcefully and said in a trembling voice: “You deceived me.”

Her waist was suddenly tightened, and the next second, she was placed on his lap. Zhou Tingzhao squeezed his member between her legs and said, “How could I?”

Sang Ru struggled to get up but was held down by him. The hard shaft scraped heavily between her folds, making them both gasp.

But she was no longer interested in devouring him completely. The information she had just received was already difficult enough to digest.

“Let go.” Her voice, still tinged with allure, was now infused with ice.

“No.”

At this impasse, Sang Ru simply stopped moving. The air was silent for a moment before being broken by her question: “The day I came back, you came too?”

“No,” the syllables caught between his teeth as Zhou Tingzhao held her tightly and said, “After you.”

“When?”

Her questions came one after another, and Zhou Tingzhao felt very much like a suspect under interrogation.

“The night you were locked in the school building.”

That early?!

Sang Ru trembled with anger, unconsciously tightening her grip on his arm: “So you’ve been watching me make a fool of myself all this time?”

“No…”

Zhou Tingzhao didn’t finish before Sang Ru interrupted: “Watching me shamelessly seduce you, wasn’t that satisfying? Stringing me along, wasn’t that satisfying?”

She was truly angry now. Zhou Tingzhao finally showed some panic and tightened his embrace: “No.”

His denial was quick, but the hardness still pressed unmistakably against her thighs, twitching. Sang Ru said coldly, “Put your pants back on. I’m not interested in you right now.”

“Not interested?”

That hint of discomposure arising from her anger was suddenly replaced by something else. Zhou Tingzhao raised his hand in the darkness to touch her face—the gesture was gentle, but his tone was harsh: “Didn’t you just want me to put it in? Now, not interested?”

“That was then, this is now. How dare I want you, Mr. Zhou?”

She always knew how to provoke his emotions. As his anger accumulated to its peak, Zhou Tingzhao instead gave a light laugh and suddenly began to prod more forcefully between her legs. Caught off guard, Sang Ru fell against his shoulder.

Zhou Tingzhao gripped his member and, feeling his way, shallowly poked the head into her entrance. He turned his head to kiss her earlobe: “Do you not want it?”

“I don’t want it!” Sang Ru bit her lip as she forced out these words.

“Alright.”

With that, Zhou Tingzhao truly remained only at her entrance, poking shallowly, occasionally slipping out to touch other areas, eliciting slight gasps from Sang Ru.

Unable to break free yet unable to get satisfaction by stopping, Sang Ru thought she might as well settle accounts with him later. So she raised her hips, trying to find the right angle to sit down.

Unexpectedly, her buttocks were suddenly supported, and Zhou Tingzhao withdrew his member. The sound of a zipper followed—he had put his pants back on after teasing her to the point of frustration.

“You’re getting revenge on me?”

“No.”

Sang Ru laughed coldly: “Well played.”

His out-of-control emotions gradually returned as she softened, having nearly acted on terrible thoughts toward her.

Zhou Tingzhao pressed Sang Ru’s head into the crook of his shoulder, stroking her hair as he said: “Not now, not here.”

“I’m an adult. You know that.”

“Yes,” Zhou Tingzhao said, “but the body is sixteen, so you’re still sixteen.”

Sang Ru: …

The earlier scene of intense confrontation had somehow become much calmer. Just as Sang Ru was about to thoroughly question him about what he had hidden from her, the private room door was suddenly pushed open with a “bang,” and the lights came on.

“Don’t move!” At the same time, a stern command rang out.

Sang Ru instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes. After adjusting, she saw several people in police uniforms standing before them.

Sang Ru was dumbfounded, feeling a large palm firmly pressing down on her skirt, ensuring nothing that shouldn’t be exposed was visible.

“Officer, what is this about?” She heard Zhou Tingzhao’s irritated voice, which conveyed a sense of pressure incongruous with his current age—something she hadn’t heard in a long time.

“Someone reported prostitution in this private room. Please come with us.”

Prostitution?!

Sang Ru immediately replied: “We didn’t!”

The lead police officer looked them over, his face practically inscribed with the words: Do you even believe yourself?

One sitting on the sofa, the other sitting on someone’s lap, hand still on the person, and moreover, Zhou Tingzhao’s hand was holding down her skirt… it looked incriminating from any angle.

Zhou Tingzhao calmly patted her reassuringly and said, “We are high school students having a gathering here. There is no illegal activity as you suggested.”

“A gathering? A gathering without lights? A gathering with hugging and embracing?” The officer looked completely unconvinced after hearing this. “Look, you’re still embracing now. Young lady, can you get off him now?!”

Sang Ru’s ears burned, but her safety shorts and underwear were hanging loosely on one leg under her skirt. If she stood up, they might just fall off. She gently pinched Zhou Tingzhao’s arm.

This was all his fault!

Zhou Tingzhao frowned and said, “Please step outside for a moment. We will cooperate with the investigation.”

“Be quick,” the officer gave them a look, showing an expression that suggested moral decline, and sighed quietly, “Committing such acts while still in high school, tsk…”

The door closed again, and except for the lights that had been turned on, it was as quiet as if no one had been there.

Sang Ru and Zhou Tingzhao stared at each other wide-eyed, and after a long moment, both couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re still laughing!” Sang Ru gave him a light hit. “You’ve become a john now!”

Zhou Tingzhao let her speak. Thinking of the absurdity just now, his brows were furrowed, but his mouth was curved. Suddenly, he picked Sang Ru up, placed her on the ground, and helped her put her underwear back on properly.

Once they had restored their proper appearance, Zhou Tingzhao reached out to take her hand: “Baby, don’t be angry with me anymore, okay?”

Sang Ru gave a light snort, not pulling her hand away: “Let’s deal with the situation at the door first. As for yours, I’ll settle accounts with you slowly later.”

Though she spoke of settling accounts, there were no longer traces of her initial anger. Zhou Tingzhao was somewhat relieved and said, “I’m at your disposal.”