Even though Du Ruoyan was deeply dissatisfied, she understood that in Jiang Hai's eyes, the two of them were not on equal footing.

Her family was middle class, which was decent by ordinary standards, but far inferior compared to Jiang Hai.

Her beauty, which she prided herself on, was not an irreplaceable asset in his eyes.

Moreover, the senior's dominance over the junior left Du Ruoyan without any say.

She could only maintain a sweet smile, "Yes, thank you, Senior Jiang."

Jiang Hai flashed a confident smile, "Coming to my place tonight?"

The writing on the wall, Du Ruoyan couldn't play dumb any longer.

She knew Jiang Hai's patience had worn thin over time, and she couldn't string him along like she did with others before.

Everything he had invested required reciprocation.

Jiang Hai gripped Du Ruoyan's hand a little tighter.

"Hmm? What do you say?"

Du Ruoyan lifted her face, "But my family is very strict, there's a curfew."

Jiang Hai's expression darkened, about to say something, when Du Ruoyan continued.

"So tonight, I'll have to lie and say I'm going to a girlfriend's place, they should agree."

Only then did Jiang Hai's face brighten, understanding that Du Ruoyan's earlier excuse was merely to show she wasn't someone easy.

But that was the last thing Jiang Hai cared about.

He didn't have much genuine feelings for Du Ruoyan; it was nothing more than a man's desire for a woman's body.

Mutual needs, nothing more.

Seeing Du Ruoyan agreed, Jiang Hai generously ordered an expensive bottle of red wine.

As the waiter poured the wine, holding the bottle with a red cloth, Jiang Hai's phone rang again.

Seeing Xiaosun's number on the screen, Jiang Hai's good mood was instantly ruined.

If the call came again, it meant things were still out of control.

"What's wrong now?"

"President, the posts we made have all been deleted."

"What?" Jiang Hai's posture shifted, "What's going on, Yue Qingqing's posts can't be deleted, but ours can? What are you all doing? Each of you claims to be a talent in this field, and you can't handle such a small thing?"

The student council members responsible for these tasks were all from computer-related majors.

How could such a slip-up occur?

These people usually boasted about being experts, and many were interning at top companies in China.

Today, they suffered a major blow.

"President, I suspect Yue Qingqing has a cracker on her side."

A cracker is someone skilled in gaining unauthorized access to systems through public communications networks, like the internet or telephone systems.

This term is also translated as hacker in China.

However, why would someone with such skills focus on making a fuss over their forum?

It's a complete waste of talent.

Jiang Hai could no longer keep calm, "I'll find someone to handle this, you try to keep posting and delete her posts."

After hanging up, Jiang Hai abruptly got up.

The sudden motion startled both the waiter and Du Ruoyan sitting across.

"Senior Jiang, where are you going?"

"I have something to deal with."

Jiang Hai pulled out his card to pay, leaving Du Ruoyan anxious.

"Did something happen? Weren't we planning for tonight..."

Earlier, Du Ruoyan felt somewhat unwilling, but now that Jiang Hai was leaving, she felt even more lost.

"Maybe next time, I need to resolve the issue with Yue Qingqing first."

Du Ruoyan panicked, "Didn't you say this thing..."

Jiang Hai had lost his patience for warmth, giving her a cold, dismissive glance.

"Don't ask. You can't help with this anyway. The check's on me, I'm leaving, you go back on your own later."

Watching Jiang Hai's retreating figure and the waiter's pensive expression, Du Ruoyan felt deeply humiliated.

But all she could do was watch the man walk away.

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