Chapter 117: That Glimpse of Snow-White Allure

Qin Chuan, who was mentally comparing the figures of several young women to determine who had the best proportions, was unaware that Lin Wanyu had already branded him a "flirtatious philanderer."

"Liu Qingcheng’s peaks are more towering and firm, Tan Shuying’s hips are rounder and more alluring, Lin Wanyu’s thighs are slimmer and more slender, Lan Jin’s eyes are more expressive and cute, and Long Wuhen’s body is more sensitive..."

"Wait... why am I thinking about Long Wuhen?"

Qin Chuan tried to shake the image of Long Wuhen from his mind, but the more he tried, the clearer it became, as if it were carved into his heart, impossible to erase.

*Ring, ring!*

His phone rang abruptly, startling Qin Chuan. When he saw the caller ID, he actually jumped up; there was no other reason, it was Long Wuhen calling.

Qin Chuan had previously made an agreement with Long Wuhen to contact her only after she had investigated all of Long Tiancheng’s movements during the time Qin Youyou was kidnapped. In other words, the results were in regarding whether Long Tiancheng had any direct connection to the destruction of the Qin family.

"Qin Chuan, the investigation you asked for is complete. Let’s meet to discuss the details!" Long Wuhen’s voice came through the receiver, devoid of any emotional color.

Qin Chuan agreed without a moment’s hesitation and asked, "Where shall we meet?"

"I am at the Binhai Mingdu Villa district. If it is convenient, come find me. If not, I will send someone to pick you up." Long Wuhen’s answer was as if pre-programmed; she provided the optimal solution without a moment's pause.

A flash of surprise crossed Qin Chuan’s eyes, and he immediately asked, "Which villa number?"

"Number 10!"

After responding, Long Wuhen added, almost like a conditioned reflex, "Are you familiar with Binhai Mingdu?"

"Just wait for me at the villa! I will be there as soon as possible." Without giving Long Wuhen a chance to respond, Qin Chuan hung up.

Inside Villa 10, Long Wuhen stared at the disconnected call in silence. In truth, she had more to say—for instance, asking exactly how fast "as soon as possible" really was. Or, if it would take more than an hour, they could meet tomorrow instead. After all, it was already ten o'clock at night, and Long Wuhen followed a strict routine: she had to be in bed by eleven, without fail.

"Should I call back and clarify?"

The thought and her hand moved in unison, but the call was cut off as soon as it connected, causing a ripple in Long Wuhen’s usually tranquil heart.

"I’ll just turn my phone off, too!"

Long Wuhen quickly made up her mind. When it was time for bed, she would go to sleep. Even if Qin Chuan knocked, she wouldn't open the door. Who told him to be so rude and hang up before she was finished speaking?

Self-inflicted, trapped by his own schemes—that was exactly the kind of person Qin Chuan was. Serves him right!

Long Wuhen removed her outer clothes and walked into the bathroom. In her view, even if Qin Chuan could fly, he couldn’t possibly get here that quickly. If he hadn't arrived by the time she finished her bath, she would close the door for the night. After all, she wasn't the one desperate for the information.

After showering, Long Wuhen stepped out of the bathroom, unclothed. In the next instant, her beautiful eyes widened, and she stared at the man before her in utter disbelief.

"How did you get here so fast..."

Long Wuhen’s voice cut off abruptly. She quickly realized she should be more concerned with covering herself.

In a flash, she retreated back into the bathroom. When she emerged again, she was wrapped in a bathrobe.

"How did you get here so quickly?" Long Wuhen asked, her expression blank, as if the fact that she had just been seen completely bare had nothing to do with her.

Qin Chuan did not answer immediately. He was still unable to detach himself from the flash of snow-white skin he had just witnessed. Although it had lasted only three to five seconds at most, he was stunned by the flawless, golden-ratio perfection of her jade-like body. Especially the area that should have been overgrown—it was completely smooth, as if she were one of the legendary "Four Divine Beasts" of the West!

*Gulp!*

Qin Chuan swallowed with difficulty. Especially when he recalled Long Wuhen’s unusually sensitive physique, the fire in his lower abdomen became impossible to suppress, even reciting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra had little effect.

"Answer my question."

Although her tone remained devoid of fluctuation, Qin Chuan detected a trace of irritation. He hurriedly explained, "It’s a coincidence. I was invited by the owner of Villa 8 to treat an illness. Since our villas are not far apart, I arrived very quickly."

Seeing that Qin Chuan answered so candidly, Long Wuhen did not dwell on the matter. Instead, she asked about another key point: "I have deployed over a dozen bodyguards around this villa. What did you do to them?"

"Don't worry about that. I just let them have a nice, long sleep. I didn't want too many people to know about our private meeting; I’m sure you understand why." Qin Chuan replied truthfully.

The security at Long Wuhen’s villa was indeed far superior to others, but for Qin Chuan, it was far from enough. He had used a specially formulated powder to knock them out, allowing him to sneak into Long Wuhen’s bedroom silently. He just hadn't expected to arrive exactly as she was stepping out of the bath.

"I also want to know the real reason you asked me to investigate my third uncle. Of course, if you don't want to say, I won't force you." As she spoke, Long Wuhen stared intently at Qin Chuan, though she left the second half of her thought unsaid—*Even if you don't tell me, I have ways to find out.*

"Because I suspect he is involved with the mastermind behind the destruction of the Yanjing Qin family twenty years ago."

Qin Chuan did not hide it, though he did not elaborate further.

Long Wuhen’s beautiful eyes could no longer hide her shock. She had not expected that the earth-shattering massacre in Yanjing all those years ago involved Qin Chuan’s family, nor had she expected him to be so unreservedly honest.

"Does Qin Chuan really trust me that much?"

As soon as the thought arose, Long Wuhen cast it to the back of her mind. Although she hadn't interacted with Qin Chuan much, she could tell he was a shrewd and meticulous strategist. A strategist would never be so frank with someone he had only met once.

Since Qin Chuan had said this, it proved he had the strength to handle the situation resulting from her knowing this information.

Sure enough, Qin Chuan continued: "If you let a third person know, I will conclude that the entire Long family was involved in the destruction of the Qin family, and I will make the Long family disappear. If you keep this secret, it is highly likely that it was just your third uncle acting in a moment of folly, and those who pay the price will likely only be the members of his own branch."

"So that’s how it is!"

The shock in Long Wuhen’s heart was beyond measure. Although Qin Chuan had spoken very calmly, his tone brooked no doubt, as if the Long family, one of the ten great clans of Yanjing, were nothing but ants before him.

Recovering from her shock, Long Wuhen quickly suppressed her emotions and handed a stack of documents from her briefcase to Qin Chuan.

"This is all the information regarding my third uncle’s outside contacts during that period. I hope it helps you," Long Wuhen said in a low voice.

Qin Chuan also reined in the terrifying murderous aura he had just released. While Long Wuhen was indeed a woman who could kill with her charm, she was insignificant compared to his family’s blood feud. He had just been warning her: if she leaked this information, the Long family would have no choice but to face annihilation.

"Thank you!"

Qin Chuan took the documents and turned to leave. As he opened the door, he added, "I will keep this favor in mind. Even if there comes a day of reckoning, I will spare the Long family for your sake."

With that, Qin Chuan left.

Watching his figure quickly disappear into the night through the window, Long Wuhen stood silent for a long time. Even now, the suffocating pressure he had emanated still left her heart trembling.

"What kind of man is he, really?"

For the first time in her life, Long Wuhen felt a deep, intense interest in a man.