From a young age, Jian Cenyu was known for being the most outstanding girl in her elite social circle. With an air of cool, noble elegance, she stole Sang Shi’an’s title of campus belle the moment the semester began, capturing the hearts of countless innocent students.

She is Sang Shi’an’s roommate, and also the person Sang Shi’an detests most.

One day, Sang Shi’an accidentally discovered Jian Cenyu’s browser history of l**bian adult films. At the same time, she learned that the Jian family was arranging a marriage for Jian Cenyu with a promising, wealthy, and considerate partner, who happened to be Sang Shi’an’s own brother.

The mere thought of having to call Jian Cenyu “sister-in-law” for decades to come was enough to make Sang Shi’an decide on a course of action: she would seduce Jian Cenyu, pull her down from her pedestal, and then ruthlessly expose her sexuality. She absolutely could not let her become her sister-in-law.

The moment her friend request was accepted, Sang Shi’an changed into a hip-length cat-girl costume. With her legs slightly parted, she knelt before her phone and wagged her tail for Jian Cenyu, purring, “Jiejie, I like you so much. I want you to ravage me all night long.”

The second she sent the message, Sang Shi’an was filled with regret. Just as she was about to recall the video, she saw that the notoriously aloof Jian Cenyu had sent her a reply:

…

Sang Shi’an believed her performance was flawless.

One day, she was a scantily clad damsel in distress; the next, a holy elf maiden with a tail that would burn if left untouched. She had Jian Cenyu completely wrapped around her finger, to the point that the love-struck girl even rejected the marriage alliance with her brother.

With her mission seemingly accomplished, Sang Shi’an logged onto her alternate account that night, broke up with her, and then blocked her in one smooth motion.

But less than two hours later, a knock sounded on her door.

Sang Shi’an’s pupils constricted as she immediately tried to slam the door shut.

But Jian Cenyu was faster, wedging herself inside. Her cool fingertips gently caressed Sang Shi’an’s face as she whispered:

“What are you hiding from, kitty?”

“Been out drinking again?”

“Do I have to lock you up to make you behave?”

Sang Shi’an: It’s over…

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