Night of Enchantment, an Agonizing Punishment

For Lin Chen, the next five days felt like years.

On one hand, he had to throw himself into preparations for the new mission, "Seize the Future Track." Using his Information Insight skill and the limited information available from the System Shop, he screened potential investment targets in AI-enhanced logic and new-energy vehicles and compiled analytical reports, leaving him utterly swamped.

On the other hand, he had to stay on guard against Yan Qingyue's attitude at all times.

Ever since the "staring incident" that afternoon, President Yan's attitude toward him had become extremely... subtle.

She no longer ignored him completely as she had before. She occasionally gave him work to do, and her tone was even a tiny bit more "mild" than usual.

But beneath that mildness lurked a chill that made Lin Chen's hair stand on end even more.

When her gaze swept over him, there was no longer any anger in it. Instead, it held a look of... scrutiny and... amusement?

As though she were waiting for something.

This "calm before the storm" left Lin Chen unable to sit still, and he spent every day on tenterhooks.

Countless times, he prayed inwardly that President Yan would take pity on him and forget what had happened that day.

He even secretly spent the pitiful few points he had left on an [Elementary Good Luck Talisman (duration: 24 hours)] from the System Shop, hoping to turn his luck around.

But what had to come finally came.

The fifth day, Friday night.

Lin Chen had yet to finish an analysis report on an autonomous driving startup, so he volunteered to work overtime for a while.

By the time he finally finished the report, stretched, and prepared to shut down his computer and go home, it was already nine thirty at night.

The office had long since emptied, and only the light at his workstation was still on.

He rubbed his aching eyes and packed his things. Just as he stood up, an urgent notification rang from the phone in his pocket—the special tone he had set just for "Little Moon"!

Lin Chen's heart leaped. Little Moon! She messaged me!

He had hardly contacted Little Moon these past few days because he was feeling guilty and had been busy, and he felt a little bad about it.

He hurriedly pulled out his phone and opened the message with an expectant smile.

But when he saw what it contained, the smile froze on his face, and all his blood rushed to the top of his head with a roar!

The message was from "Little Moon," but it contained a picture!

A... powerfully striking picture!

The background appeared to be a corner of an extremely luxurious bedroom with intimate lighting.

At its center stood a huge floor-length mirror, reflecting the back of a woman with a slender figure!

She wore a wine-red, backless slip dress of silk so smooth it seemed to flow!

The color of the dress set off her snow-white skin, and its boldest feature was the back—her smooth, beautiful back was almost completely bare, with only two slender ribbons tied into a bow behind her neck to hold the dress up.

The waist was cinched tight, outlining a slender waist one could almost encircle with a hand and the suddenly full curve of her hips.

The skirt had a high slit, through which a long, straight jade leg with luminous skin could be glimpsed...

Although her face was hidden, those perfect proportions, the fine texture of her skin, and the languid yet intensely seductive atmosphere suffusing the photo were enough to make any normal man's blood surge in an instant!

Beneath the picture was some text, written in Little Moon's characteristic tone, which seemed particularly bewitching at this moment:

"Chenxing~ thanks for working so hard overtime~ [/pitiful]"

"Here's a 'little reward' for you~ do you like it? [/seductive]"

"This is only... the appetizer~ [/sly]"

Lin Chen's eyes went round, his breath stopped, and his heart hammered like a drum!

He felt a hot current rush straight to his lower abdomen, and his nose grew hot. He nearly had a nosebleed on the spot!

I... damn! Little Moon! This... this photo!

That back! That dress! Those legs!

It's killing me! It's really killing me!

He fumbled for a tissue and covered his nose, while his other hand trembled as he enlarged the picture and studied it closely, wishing he could engrave every pixel into his brain!

That smooth back, those alluring dimples above her waist, that tantalizing glimpse of her leg...

This... this figure is just too incredible! Even better than President Yan's... uh, no, no!

He quickly shook his head, casting that dangerous comparison aside. Little Moon actually... actually has a figure like that?! You couldn't tell at all from our usual chats!

His fingers trembling with excitement, he hurriedly replied:

"I love it! I love it so much! [/nosebleed][/faint]"

"Little Moon! You... you're killing me! [/on my knees]"

"An appetizer?! Does that mean there's... a main course? [/expectant][/drooling]"

He had barely sent the messages when his phone sounded again!

This time, it was a short video!

Lin Chen eagerly opened it.

The video was only seven or eight seconds long, with the same intimate background and mirror.

In the mirror, the woman turned slightly to one side and, seemingly casually, teased the ribbon bow behind her neck with one hand, loosening the already precarious ties until they looked ready to slip off at any moment... At the same time, she glanced back at the mirror, her red lips curving into an exquisitely seductive and provocative smile, her eyes brimming with allure as they shifted!

"Pfft—"

Lin Chen finally couldn't hold it back, and his nose started bleeding!

He hurriedly tipped his head back and pressed the tissue firmly against his nose, but his eyes remained glued to the phone screen as he replayed those few seconds over and over!

I can't take it! I can't take it! Who could possibly withstand this?!

What's gotten into Little Moon today?! She's just... just too good at this!

He felt all the blood in his body boiling, and a certain part of him was so vigorously alert it was about to explode!

He slumped into his chair at his workstation, gasping for breath, feeling as though he was about to suffocate!

Just then, his phone vibrated several more times in quick succession!

Little Moon had sent three still photos from different angles in one go!

In one, she sat sideways on the arm of a sofa, the curve of her jade leg fully exposed through the slit in her skirt;

Another was taken from above, clearly showing her delicate collarbones and the full curves tightly wrapped in the dress, as though about to burst free;

The last was even more deadly: a close-up of her back, with a finger resting lightly on the dimple above her waist, full of endless suggestion...

Every shot was taken with great skill. The lighting, angles, and poses brought the seduction to its peak, yet each picture cleverly stayed within certain bounds, leaving endless room for imagination!

"How is it~ Chenxing~ [/shy]"

Little Moon's message followed right behind. "Is the 'main course' to your liking? [/giggle]"

"Is it... hard to bear looking at it? [/sly]"

"Don't rush~ the night... is still young~ [/moon]"

"In ten minutes... there'll be 'dessert' too~ wait for it~ [/seductive]"

Lin Chen looked at the photos and messages, feeling as though he was about to go mad!

His whole body was unbearably hot. He rushed into the restroom and frantically splashed cold water on his face, but his mind was full of those seductive images and the promise of "more in ten minutes"!

This is definitely deliberate! Little Moon is definitely doing it on purpose!

Is she punishing me? Because I neglected her these past few days?

But... this punishment... is just too cruel! It's sweet torture!

He returned to his workstation, unable to sit still, and kept his eyes glued to his phone screen as he waited for the next "attack."

To him, those ten minutes were longer than a century!

His thoughts ran wild. He was both eager and afraid, and the fire inside him burned hotter and hotter...

Sure enough, ten minutes later, his phone sounded right on time!

Another short video!

This one was even bolder and more tantalizing...

For Lin Chen, this night was destined to be an incomparably long, agonizing, sleepless night.

Little Moon (Yan Qingyue) strictly adhered to her "punishment plan," sending a new photo or short video roughly every ten minutes. The angles grew more cunning, the poses more alluring, and the accompanying messages more teasing.

Every notification was like a death summons, making Lin Chen's heart race and his blood boil anew.

He couldn't bear to delete them, but keeping them made him feel like a boiler about to explode.

He could only take cold shower after cold shower, counting the time as he struggled between extreme excitement and extreme torment.

At the other end of the city, Yan Qingyue wore the wine-red dress she had specially prepared for the "punishment"!

She lounged on the sofa, looking at Lin Chen's incoherent replies on her phone, full of wails and countless nosebleed and fainting emojis, a cold, satisfied smile curving her lips.

Especially when she "heard" through a certain special perception that Lin Chen seemed to have actually gotten a nosebleed.

And after he had taken several cold showers, most of the resentment in her heart finally found an outlet.

Hmph! Lin Chen, that's what you get for daring to look at me like that!

This is what happens when you offend me!

Enjoy your "Night of Enchantment"! Let's see if you dare let your thoughts run wild again!

In a pleasant mood, she took a sip of red wine and began thinking up something even more "exciting" to shoot for the next round of "dessert."

For Lin Chen, this night was hellish torment, but for Yan Qingyue, it was the pleasure of revenge and...

A subtle delight in controlling everything, one she herself was unwilling to admit.

The punishment continued.

And Lin Chen's "suffering" was far from over.

He had no idea that this "Night of Enchantment," which brought him to the heights of ecstasy and the depths of torment, was all because of the extra looks he had taken five days ago and the thoughts he shouldn't have had.

And in President Yan's "little notebook," another bold and vivid entry had been added to the "evidence" against him.