Chapter 148: Kyoto University

"Come, sit down."

Looking at the beautiful woman, Zhang Xiaofan patted the large bed, signaling her to come and sit beside him.

Qingshu gently nodded, then slowly walked over to the bedside and sat down next to Zhang Xiaofan, her face flushed red.

"Do you regret it?" Zhang Xiaofan asked softly.

"I don't regret it. It was bound to happen sooner or later," Qingshu said with a blushing face.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled and asked, "Where do you go to school? What's your name?"

"My name is Qingshu. I study at Capital University, a junior..." Qingshu replied in a soft voice.

"Leave your number with me. Don't take on part-time jobs anymore; if you need money, just let me know," Zhang Xiaofan said gently. Working part-time in a place like this, especially as a young woman, inevitably meant running into unsavory characters.

"You... are you trying to keep me as your mistress...?" Qingshu whispered. In her eyes, the man in front of her must be very wealthy to be able to afford the Imperial private suite.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled, "You can look at it that way, but I will rarely come looking for you. Of course, if you don't want to see me again, that's fine too, but I'll still give you a sum of money. Go to school properly and pursue your dreams."

"May I know your name?" Qingshu asked.

"My name is Zhang Xiaofan," Zhang Xiaofan said softly.

"Okay. If you want to see me in the future, just call this number. It's also my WeChat," Qingshu said quietly, her face burning, clearly convinced by now that she had been taken as a kept woman.

"Alright, sounds good." Zhang Xiaofan nodded, saved Qingshu's number, and added her on WeChat.

He directly transferred ten thousand yuan to her. Transferring too much might not necessarily be a good thing; ten thousand was neither too much nor too little.

"Thank you. With this money, I can finally afford the enrollment fee for the music training class." Qingshu was overjoyed. In truth, she had long wanted to trade her virginity for enough money to sign up for the classes, but she could never bring herself to make that final decision.

For girls from poor families like hers, covering living expenses for school was already a struggle, let alone having extra money for training courses.

Some of her dormitory roommates had even sought out men old enough to be their grandfathers, all for the sake of an easier life. Life forced their hands.

She considered herself fortunate to have met such a handsome and young man, and one who sang so wonderfully to boot.

She no longer dared to harbor any extravagant hopes of true romance with Zhang Xiaofan; she only wished to be a harbor of rest where the man before her could find release...

Besides, this man was truly fierce. In the dormitory, she often heard her classmates whispering about men who lasted only a few seconds, but in Qingshu's eyes, Zhang Xiaofan was practically a god...

Just now, he had taken her to the very brink of heaven and earth...

At the thought of this, Qingshu's face grew even hotter.

"Does it still hurt?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.

"Much better." Qingshu untied her bath towel, and Zhang Xiaofan noticed a few lingering bruises on her body. He truly hadn't known how to be gentle and cherish the jade flower just moments ago.

Yet, gazing at Qingshu's alluring figure, the lustful fire Zhang Xiaofan had just suppressed surged up once more. Sitting right beside him, Qingshu naturally sensed the change.

Her face flushed instantly. *Surely he doesn't want it again... But I really can't take anymore down there...*

Seemingly inspired by a sudden thought, she knelt on the bed, untied the bath towel from around Zhang Xiaofan's waist, and buried her head...

Zhang Xiaofan gave a sudden shiver. Truly, she was a woman who understood a man's heart...

When it was all over, the sky had already turned bright. It was past six in the morning, and Qingshu's face was flushed, her mouth feeling almost entirely numb.

"You've left me utterly intoxicated," Zhang Xiaofan stroked her silky hair, speaking in a gentle voice.

"If you ever want me in the future, just send me a message," Qingshu said softly.

"Mm, and you focus on your studies. I'm going to go check on my brothers. If you run into any trouble you can't solve, remember to look for me, because at the very least, you are a woman Zhang Xiaofan has slept with." With that, Zhang Xiaofan got out of bed and dressed.

Qingshu tenderly straightened Zhang Xiaofan's clothes and kissed him softly on the forehead.

He gave Baozi a call. The guy was actually still asleep; it seemed last night had been thoroughly wild for him as well.

More than half an hour later, a dozen or so men filed out one after another, gathering in the lobby, every single one of them wearing a look of deep satisfaction.

Baozi, in particular, having shed his virginity, seemed much more like a true man now.

"Starting today, we make our move. Within a week, I want you to take complete control of the North District. Can you do it?" Zhang Xiaofan asked with a serious expression.

"Don't worry, as long as the Feng family doesn't have any formidable martial cultivators, it shouldn't be too much of a problem," Baozi said. With the addition of the two hundred-plus men who had surrendered to them yesterday, the force at his disposal was not to be underestimated.

"All you need to do is take over their territory and stabilize the situation as quickly as possible. If you run into anyone formidable, call me immediately. But looking at it now, the Feng family is already walking a tightrope."

Zhang Xiaofan said indifferently. For a family like the Feng family, being able to hire two late-stage Spirit Realm martial cultivators was already quite impressive; after all, they were neither a top-tier clan nor an ancient martial arts family.

To put it bluntly, they were merely the underground overlords of the North District.

Downstairs, Zhang Xiaofan settled yesterday's bill, which came to a total of three hundred thousand.

Baozi led his men away, their expressions somber and serious as they departed. Zhang Xiaofan knew that facing the North District's overlord, the Feng family, Baozi still harbored a certain degree of apprehension.

The reason Zhang Xiaofan let Baozi and the others handle this was precisely to allow Baozi to truly mature and develop the ability to stand on his own two feet. Just as he had said, unless they encountered a powerful martial cultivator, he would not intervene.

Of course, Zhang Xiaofan would certainly keep a close eye on the situation, and when action was required, he would still strike. Since the Feng family had dared to send assassins after him, they had to pay the price.

If they fled the Capital, he might spare their lives; if they refused to leave, death was their only destination.

Just then, Qingshu walked down the stairs. Seeing her moving with difficulty, a pang of sympathy touched Zhang Xiaofan's heart. He hailed a taxi, scooped Qingshu up in a commanding embrace, placed her inside, and directed the driver to the spot where yesterday's Hummer was parked.

"Where do you live? I'll drive you back," Zhang Xiaofan said softly after unlocking the Hummer.

"Mm, I live in the school dormitory," Qingshu nodded gently and climbed into the front passenger seat. She had genuinely never ridden in a Hummer before.

Sitting inside, she couldn't help but look around with curious eyes.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled and started the engine. Capital University wasn't far away, and they arrived in a little over half an hour, largely due to some morning traffic congestion.

Along the way, Qingshu didn't say much, her cheeks remaining flushed with shyness.

Entering the campus, guided by Qingshu's directions, they pulled up right beneath the dormitory building.

Stepping out of the car, Zhang Xiaofan opened the passenger door for Qingshu and said with a touch of gentlemanly charm, "Please step out."

Qingshu smiled and got out. "Thank you for bringing me back."

"Oh? Qingshu, who is this handsome guy?" At that exact moment, a few girls walked out of the dormitory building. Catching sight of the scene, the leading girl gasped in surprise, especially upon spotting the imposing Hummer.

Qingshu thought to herself, *Oh no, the dormitory gossip squad is going to start talking nonsense again...*

Zhang Xiaofan turned toward the voice. The girls walking over were quite pretty, lively, and carried a scholarly aura that instantly reminded him of Yin Rurou and Ye Qingcheng from Jinghai.

"Qingshu, you found such a handsome and wealthy boyfriend and didn't even invite us to dinner? Aren't you being a bit heartless?" The girl walked up, smiled at Zhang Xiaofan, and began to tease Qingshu.

"Xiaoman, stop talking nonsense. He's just a friend," Qingshu said, her face turning crimson.

"Right, right, a friend. And isn't a boyfriend just a friend too?" the girl named Xiaoman laughed. Seeing Qingshu's blushing face, she instantly knew what had transpired.

"Handsome, did you devour our Qingshu last night?" Xiaoman asked with a grin, looking at Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan chuckled, "We were merely discussing the philosophy of life."

"Let me tell you, you scored big time. So many guys in this school tried to chase Qingshu and failed," Xiaoman remarked.

Zhang Xiaofan just smiled and remained silent.

"Though, I have to warn you," Xiaoman said lowered her voice, "some young master has been aggressively pursuing Qingshu these past few days. He seems to have quite a powerful background, so you better watch out."

Just as she finished speaking, a Mercedes-Benz drove up.

At the sight of the approaching car, Qingshu's expression shifted, while Xiaoman muttered, "Well, speak of the devil..."

Zhang Xiaofan offered a faint, indifferent smile and didn't mind. For a beautiful university student like Qingshu, having suitors was entirely normal.

The car stopped, and a young man in designer clothes holding a bouquet of fresh flowers stepped out. He looked to be around twenty-two or three.

"Qingshu, this is for you," the young man said with a smile as he walked up to Qingshu, completely ignoring Zhang Xiaofan standing right beside her.