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Jiang Feng's calls were coming in every three minutes, luckily Dong Ya's ringtone was a slow-paced song "Fleeing," the lyrics fitting her current state well.

"Stepping on moonlight, opening the car window, leaving this city, looking for liberation..."

Sung through Sun Yanzhi's delicate, gentle voice, it always managed to strike a chord, partly easing her nerves.

Facing this kind of situation for the first time, probably any girl would be nervous, even the naturally gifted class belle.

Dong Ya was no exception. Before Shen Yuan arrived, she had gone through numerous scenarios in her mind, but none matched what was happening.

Because he didn't like being on the bed.

And it was more painful than she had imagined.

Dong Ya gripped the wall tightly, beads of sweat covering her forehead and body.

What surprised her was that, over time, the pain actually started to subside, turning into an indescribable sensation.

Her pupils dilated, her vision getting blurry, and she murmured softly, cautious not to be too loud for fear the soundproofing wasn't enough and people next door might hear.

Then, Shen Yuan moved to the couch, and Dong Ya suddenly thought of something, picking up the ringing phone to answer.

"Hello, what's up?"

Dong Ya tried to sound more forceful, but her words came out faint and breathless.

Shen Yuan froze, his movements halting, thinking, doesn't she consider the psychological trauma she's causing this person by answering the call now?

The person on the other end was stunned for a moment before saying, "You sound so weak, are you not feeling well?"

"No, I'm not unwell."

Dong Ya continued with intermittent breaths.

There was silence on the call for a few seconds, the person's throat audibly swallowing multiple times. Since Dong Ya had the speaker on, Shen Yuan could hear everything clearly.

That guy must be sweating bullets, but still unsure.

Shen Yuan felt somewhat sorry for the male lead.

Jiang Feng's voice trembled, "Then why do you sound like you're running? Or are you eating something very spicy?"

"Don't guess, it's actually what you're thinking. I'm with another man."

Dong Ya twisted her waist, speaking in spurts, "I, I'm riding him right now, and it feels pretty good."

The other end went silent, followed by heavy breathing after a while, anger apparent in the silence.

"Never contact me again, that's all."

Without waiting for a response, Dong Ya hung up the phone, then continued "class."

Shen Yuan's lips twitched, thinking Dong Ya really knew how to kill the soul as well as the body.

Wasn't that a bit too cruel?

He couldn't imagine what Jiang Feng's face might look like, but one thing was for sure—the pure lover must have collapsed.

If it were in a novel, Shen Yuan thought Jiang Feng could start a new life, since it was fashionable in such stories.

But Dong Ya, you're not generous—having said all that, couldn't you have hung up later? Let me continue to play the NTR villain a bit longer!

...

The training continued for another 30 minutes, Dong Ya slowly got into the swing of things, her moans becoming less restrained and occasionally opening her eyes to check Shen Yuan's expression.

After, Dong Ya collapsed onto the couch, her fair skin flushed red, sweat still seeping from her pores.

She breathed in a dazed state, curled up on Shen Yuan, "Chairman Shen, thank you."

"For what?"

Shen Yuan still had energy for another round but considering her delicate state, planned to preserve it for the class belle.

"I can tell you didn't go all out."

Dong Ya weakly replied, "Also, you didn't blame me earlier for using you to reject Jiang Feng."

Shen Yuan laughed casually, "No worries, I actually like this kind of thing. If you'd stayed on the call a bit longer earlier, it would have been better. That's the joy of NTR."

"Minotaur?"

Dong Ya didn't understand.

Shen Yuan didn't explain either, but instead took Dong Ya to the floor-to-ceiling windows. At 9 p.m., the lights were bright, and countless cars traveled along the roads between the towering buildings.

Dong Ya, unsteady on her feet, leaned into Shen Yuan's embrace, muttering, "I've tried every method of rejecting him, but unless I'm harsh this time, he'll think he still has a chance. This should be effective; he'll probably never think of being with me again." Explore new worlds at My Virtual Library Empire

Shen Yuan, looking at the neon lights outside the window, remained silent while Dong Ya continued to herself, "I won't lie to you; I actually thought about whether to be with him, but after careful consideration, it would not only harm me but him too."

Shen Yuan wrapped his arm around her shoulder, exploring softly, "Have you ever thought about how he feels after experiencing this?"

"I have. The worst outcome is he won't believe in love anymore and become a scumbag. That's a good thing, though. From then on, he'll only hurt others, not himself."

Dong Ya, with a flushed face, looked out of the window and released a breath as if relieved, "Now it's good; I've accomplished two things, my trip here has been more than fruitful."

"You seem to take it in stride."

"What else can I do? The world is like this."

Dong Ya smiled sweetly, "I graduated from Jianye Medical University two years ago; our nursing program ranks within the top ten in the country, and I placed second in the professional skills selection at He and Mu, but none of that has helped my job."

Shen Yuan listened quietly, Dong Ya's story seemed quite extensive.

Caught in thought, Dong Ya added, "Everything was normal at work for half a month, leaders were caring, and colleagues were harmonious. But out of nowhere, our head nurse started targeting me; I got the worst shifts and was often scheduled for consecutive night shifts and frequent overtime."