He was no longer a rookie. After sleeping with Mira Su, Ian Song had experienced the wonders of intimacy between man and woman, and his desire for the female body had only grown stronger. Besides, he’d always had a thing for Hannah Han.
"Han Dayuan is clearly trying to set me up with Hannah Han anyway. Why not take this chance to make her my woman?"
A bold thought flashed through Ian’s mind, making his heart race. But almost immediately, he sobered up. After spending some time with Hannah, he knew she wasn’t just the gentle, kind girl she appeared to be—she had a core of real toughness. Otherwise, when Justin Nangong tried to drag her away last time, she wouldn’t have fought back so desperately.
If I took advantage of Hannah Han right now, with her personality, she’d probably quit her job at Saint Night High School and leave Riverstone City forever.
After thinking it through, Ian’s heated body gradually cooled down.
Then, carefully, he slipped his hand away from her chest.
Scanning the room, he spotted his clothes by the bed. Moving with extra caution, he crawled out of bed, got dressed, and quietly slipped out of the room.
But just as he left, Hannah Han—who’d seemed sound asleep—opened her eyes, her pretty face flushed. In truth, she’d woken up even earlier than Ian. The moment she realized she was lying almost naked in bed with him, she’d nearly cried out in shock.
But soon enough, she figured out this was probably her father Han Dayuan’s deliberate arrangement.
Thinking of this, a wave of bitterness welled up inside her. To curry favor with Ian Song, her own father was willing to sacrifice her reputation.
But faced with the current situation, she had no idea what to do, so she could only pretend to be asleep.
Luckily, it wasn’t long before Ian Song woke up. At that moment, she was so nervous she could barely breathe, terrified he might do something inappropriate. Especially when his hand squeezed her chest, a tingling sensation shot through her whole body and she nearly cried out, but she managed to hold it in.
Then she heard Ian’s heavy breathing. Just as she thought he was about to cross the line—and couldn’t decide whether to resist or keep pretending to sleep—he suddenly got up and left.
She let out a huge sigh of relief, and her impression of Ian Song went up yet again. But deep down, a strange sense of regret lingered—one she couldn’t quite explain.
"Why are you coming out of my sister’s room?"
Ian had just stepped out of Hannah Han’s room when Henry Han happened to come out of his own. Instantly, Henry’s eyes went wide with shock and rage.
Just seeing Henry Han ticked Ian off. If this kid hadn’t challenged him to that drinking contest, he wouldn’t have gotten so drunk and let Han Dayuan’s scheme succeed. Sure, Ian liked Hannah and had fantasized about getting intimate with her, but he didn’t want to win her with dirty tricks.
Besides, something felt off—he didn’t remember ever offending Henry Han, so why was the guy so hostile? Could it be a sister complex?
So he deliberately provoked Henry: "What kind of question is that? Of course I just woke up after sleeping in there!"
Sure enough, as soon as Henry heard that, his breathing turned rough, his eyes started to redden, and he glared at Ian with even more hostility. "What about my sister? Is she still in there?"
"Obviously! It’s my sister’s room, so of course she’s in there too!" Ian said with a teasing grin.
"Bastard! I’ll kill you!"
Henry Han instantly went berserk, swinging his fist at Ian Song.
Ian reached out and grabbed Henry’s fist, his expression turning cold. "Kid, is it because you’ve got a sister complex that you’re this worked up?"
With his secret exposed, Henry’s face changed dramatically. At the same time, his hatred for Ian deepened. "That’s nonsense! I do not! Bastard, if you dare insult my sister, I’ll kill you!" he roared.
Roaring, Henry lifted his leg and aimed a kick at Ian’s crotch.
"This kid’s ruthless!"
Ian was startled, but he slapped Henry’s thigh with his other hand. Instantly, Henry felt his entire right leg go numb—he couldn’t muster any strength at all.
"What are you two doing?"
Just then, Hannah Han opened the door and, seeing the scene before her, cried out in shock.
"Sis... I, I...!" As soon as Henry Han saw Hannah Han, he got incredibly flustered, stammering and unable to speak.
"Haha, Ms. Han, it’s nothing serious. Henry just heard I’m pretty good at fighting and wanted me to teach him a couple moves!" Ian Song chuckled, even winking at Henry as he spoke.
"Yeah! That’s right, I was just asking him for advice!" Henry Han wasn’t stupid—he caught on quick and played along.
"Really?" Hannah Han’s eyes flashed with suspicion.
"Of course it’s true," Ian said with conviction.
"Right, Sis, I’d never lie to you!" Henry added quickly.
"Enough, you two aren’t kids anymore. If you want to spar, take it downstairs!" Hannah said, exasperated. Still, when she looked at Ian Song, her expression turned a little shy.
"Good idea, let’s go downstairs! Henry, come on—I’ll show you a few moves, and you’ll be able to take on three people at once!" Ian said, not giving Henry a chance to refuse as he dragged him outside.
Once they were downstairs, Henry shook off Ian’s hand. In fact, he’d wanted to do so as soon as they stepped outside, but his right leg had gone numb from Ian’s slap and only regained feeling after they reached the bottom.
"Don’t think I’ll thank you just because you covered for me! I’m warning you—stay away from my sister, or I won’t let you off!" Henry Han glared fiercely at Ian Song.
"And what exactly are you going to do to me?" Ian sneered. Now that he knew Henry Han had a sister complex, he looked down on him even more. "Want to compete in grades? I’m the top student at Saint Night High. Money? I’ve got three billion. Fighting? Ten of you couldn’t beat me! Tell me, what chance does a sister-obsessed maniac like you have against me?"
Henry Han’s rage kept climbing. The moment Ian finished talking, Henry swung his fist at him again.
"Hmph! Don’t mistake my tolerance for weakness!" Ian’s eyes went cold. He raised his hand and struck, sending Henry flying into the flowerbed like a broken kite.
Ian strode over, towering above Henry Han. "To me, you’re nothing but a pathetic bug. You want to challenge me? Look in the mirror and see what you really are! By the way, you’re the reason I ended up in your sister’s room last night. If you hadn’t dragged me into that drinking contest, your dad wouldn’t have gotten me so drunk! Don’t look at me like that. Yes, I slept in your sister’s room, but nothing happened—though who knows about the future. I’ll give you a chance: if you can surpass me academically in three years, I’ll leave your sister alone!"
With that, Ian turned and walked away. He hadn’t suddenly changed his personality—he’d said all that to make Henry hate him enough to work hard and maybe break his unhealthy obsession with his sister.