Chapter 39 Fan Benefits

The moonlight was truly captivating, and a tacit, unspoken feeling quietly flowed between the two of them.

In the hazy light, Ling Wei seemed to be drawn by something, and unconsciously lowered her head slowly.

They drew closer and closer, close enough to clearly feel their warm breaths mingling together.

Qu Mingyuan did not dodge, but simply watched her approach, their lips almost touching.

Just as they were about to touch, Ling Wei suddenly turned her head and straightened up again, as if she had suddenly woken up.

"No, no, no! You can't do this..."

She muttered to herself.

Qu Mingyuan listened carefully and only caught a few keywords that seemed to be "sorry to fans" and "idol rules".

The system, always eager for drama, whistled in her mind: "Hey, there's not a soul around here, not even a ghost. I'll keep watch for you~"

Ling Wei's lips began to curl into an uncontrollable smile, her inner devil churning: "That's so bad!"

Immediately afterward, the rational little angel swung the hammer down again, frantically shaking her head, trying to fling away the colored waste. "No, no, no! You can't lower your moral standards just because no one's around! Idol rules, idol rules, idol rules... The fans are still watching you!"

Although it wasn't physically visible.

The system exclaimed in surprise, "So virtuous?!"

"Respect! Salute! I salute you!"

Just as Ling Wei was still struggling with the conflict between her left and right brain, a voice filled with laughter came from below.

“Qu Mingyuan,” he clearly stated his name, his gaze calmly fixed on her, as if performing a solemn ceremony, “I live at No. 7, Guanlan Mansion, Linjiang New District, Yunzhou City, Qinghe Province.”

The man lay quietly on the carpet of fallen leaves, slowly raised his hand, took hers, his fingertips slipped between her fingers, and then they clasped tightly together, gently pressing their clasped hands against his heart.

Beneath my palm, I could feel his steady, powerful heartbeat, one beat after another, transmitted through his warm chest.

He continued speaking, his tone as calm as if he were presenting a work report:

"I only have one nephew in my family, he's a relative."

"My mother's surname is Zhou."

Finally, he smiled slightly, his gentle, radiant, and dazzling smile shining through.

"I'm your fan."

Ling Wei: "..." Grandma, it seems she's encountered a succubus.

Almost instinctively, she leaned down again and sealed his unfinished words with a kiss.

The moonlight flowed silently, gently enveloping the two people embracing at the bottom of the pit.

What started as a simple touch of lips to lips, a cautious confirmation, quickly escalated into a spark falling into a wasteland. It's unclear who broke through that barrier first, but their breaths instantly became hot and disordered.

The system covered its eyes: "...Should I just leave?"

Ling Wei vaguely retorted, "No, no need," she gasped for breath, unsure whether she was telling the system or herself, "I'm just giving fans a limited-time perk, nothing inappropriate for children."

System: "??" You're so good at explaining things, are you out of your mind?

Feeling a growing unease, Ling Wei took a deep breath and decisively changed her mind: "Why don't you go? Help me see where Secretary Sun and the others are. This... this is so we can be rescued as soon as possible."

System: "...Fine."

After the system left, Ling Wei became even more unrestrained in her actions towards the people below, which, to be honest, she didn't want to.

But the usually refined, dignified, and meticulous leader now had a blush creeping across his eyes, his deep, calm gaze clouded with tears, his breathing became erratic, and his thin lips, stained even more crimson from the earlier grinding...

Hey! What's wrong with her hands?! Her hands have a mind of their own!!

When her fingertips accidentally brushed against the firm lines beneath his shirt, Qu Mingyuan couldn't help but let out a low gasp and grabbed her mischievous hand.

"Wait, wait a minute."

Huh? Ling Wei, with her hand on his collar, looked at him blankly. This is nothing.

It's only just begun!

Is he genuinely unwilling, or is this guy just playing some weird game?!

Under her questioning gaze, Qu Mingyuan's heart pounded like an out-of-control drum, as if it wanted to break free of the restraints of his ribs and jump directly into her palm.

He tried his best to steady his breathing and reminded in a hoarse voice, "The watch... has Xiao Chen's location... he should already be on his way."

Meeting her wide-eyed gaze, he added the most crucial piece of information:

"It has a listening function."

Ling Wei: !!!

So, Qu Chen heard all that commotion just now?

Hmmm... So what!

After only a second of panic, Ling Wei quickly regained her composure.

With a touch of arrogance, she cupped his face again, like a little animal marking its territory, and kissed him haphazardly on the lips and chin several more times, mumbling between kisses:

"It's alright! In this situation, a normal person would avoid suspicion; who would bother to listen in?"

Then she remembered something: "Wait a minute! Can your nephew be considered a normal person? Would a normal person do something like installing surveillance cameras on my phone?"

Qu Mingyuan's arm around her waist tightened slightly: "You know?"

He frowned slightly. He had already warned Qu Chen that if Qu Chen found out he was still eavesdropping on Ling Wei, he would have to donate all his precious servers at home to a senior citizens' community activity center.

Thinking that Qu Chen might be outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, his eyes darkened: "Has he caused you trouble in private?"

The sound came through the earphones, and Qu Chen, who was driving with Secretary Sun, trembled, causing the wheels to briefly trace an S-shape on the road.

But what shocked him even more was how Ling Wei knew.

He was extremely confident in the program he had written. The monitoring software could perfectly parasitize the system's underlying layer, had low power consumption, and would simulate the data traffic of normal background activities, making it almost impossible to be detected by conventional means.

Ling Wei's voice rang out again, laced with rational sarcasm: "Is it that hard to guess? I haven't done anything lately, but the battery drain rate has changed. There's nothing else wrong with my phone."

And you just said he installed a surveillance camera on your watch... all of this happened after he got hold of my phone, it's easy to make that connection, do you really think I'm stupid?"

Qu Chen: "......"

Ling Wei's tone was full of genuine concern for people with intellectual disabilities: "Anyone who knows he's good at this can guess it with a little thought, right?"

She seemed to suddenly remember something, her voice rising slightly at the end:

"If he thinks that no one will ever find out, wow, then his IQ is seriously questionable."

Qu Chen: "......"

She even kindly offered a suggestion, looking up at Qu Mingyuan and saying, "Why don't you take him for a checkup? Maybe see a neurologist?"

Far away outside the pit, Qu Chen pursed his lips, stepped on the gas, and the off-road vehicle's engine let out a low roar, instantly increasing its speed.