Chapter 2: Sister and Girlfriend (Part 1)

"Hey, you little brat, you actually like someone like that..."

Bentley's driver was a well-built man with a head of thick, straight, fine, and soft hair. He had two arched eyebrows that looked like they were drawn on, a pair of long, black eyes that gleamed like an eagle's, a high nose, and thin lips. His face exuded a sense of heroism.

"Uncle Jian... This is a new classmate, after all. It's necessary to get to know each other. By the way, where's Luoshui?" Chen Ming opened a pack of 10-yuan red soft panda cigarettes, handed one to Uncle Jian, and then lit it with a lighter, puffing away.

Chen Ming preferred the light and elegant aroma of these small panda cigarettes. Although his father's desk always had limited-edition Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes, Chen Ming never took them. He liked these 10-yuan cigarettes.

"Luoshui, that girl?" Uncle Jian clicked his tongue and said, "She's attending a cocktail party at the London International. She's so popular. When I went to pick her up, I saw her surrounded by a large group of boys and girls. She said she wanted to stay a bit longer and asked me to come pick you up and take you there."

"Girls shouldn't go to places like that." Chen Ming frowned, feeling both affection and helplessness for his adopted sister.

Luoshui was indeed Chen Ming's sister, but she had another identity, one that Chen Ming's father tacitly acknowledged: she was Chen Ming's future official wife.

Luoshui was not a biological child of the Chen family but was adopted by Chen Ming's father. She had no blood relation to the Chen family.

This 15-year-old prodigy, who had already been admitted to the graduate school of the National South Central University, possessed an absolutely stunning appearance and intelligence. Despite having no blood relation to Chen Ming, she had been his sister for 15 years.

Chen Ming's mother's surname was Luo, and Luoshui was a girl adopted by Chen Ming's mother three years after Chen Ming's birth.

Chen Ming's mother passed away when he was four years old. After that, the two siblings were raised by Chen Ming's father. This year, both Chen Ming and his sister Luoshui were admitted to the prestigious National South Central University, though Chen Ming only managed to get into the undergraduate program, while Luoshui was directly admitted to the graduate school.

Just a week into the semester, Chen Ming's adopted sister and girlfriend, Luoshui, had already become the hottest figure on campus. She was almost hailed as the "First Beauty of South Central University" since its founding. Of course, this was hyped up by a group of bored otaku on campus. They secretly took photos of Luoshui and spread them on Renren, Sina Weibo, QQ Space, and Li Yi Bar. Some even uploaded videos of Luoshui speaking in class, which made it to the front pages of Youku, Tudou, and ACFUN, garnering millions of views and making her a rival to the "Milk Tea Sister" in terms of natural beauty.

Luoshui's large, deep eyes, framed by thick, black lashes, made her eyeliner look clear even without makeup. This became a major point of debate online regarding the term "natural beauty."

A week later, any class Luoshui attended would see the large lecture hall filled with male students, regardless of whether they were from the graduate school, all eager to witness the beauty of the "First Beauty of South Central University."

"This girl, she even called me saying she was shy, but she's already become a wild child..." Chen Ming sat in the car, puffing on his cigarette and complaining.

"Ha ha ha... You don't know that girl's temper? She's usually the most well-behaved, but once she gets wild, there's no stopping her. By the way... When I came back from the London International, I noticed something was off. There were some familiar faces... Kid, you better go and sort it out. Otherwise, if some rich kid takes advantage of Luoshui, you'll be in trouble... After all, South Central University is known as the 'Concentration Camp for New Rich Kids.' Ha ha ha..." Uncle Jian rested one hand on the car window and the other on the steering wheel, laughing heartily.

"Anyone who dares to touch my woman, I'll be the first to cut them down. I won't even give them a chance to beg for forgiveness." Chen Ming's eyes flashed with a fierce light, even in the dark.

"Ha ha ha, that's just like your old man... Back in the day, your mother... Ah... Let's not talk about it, it's all old news." Uncle Jian laughed, but the wrinkles on his face, visible in the alternating light and darkness, seemed particularly clear.

Chen Ming said nothing, turning his head to stare at the dark car window.

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London International.

Here, if you want to open a few bottles of good wine or spend the night with some top-tier girls, the expenses can bankrupt a middle-class family. Not to mention the casino inside the "London International," which only the highest-end consumers know about, where the daily flow of money is measured in tens of millions.

At the London International, you can see all sorts of social celebrities, as it caters to the highest-end consumers in Nanjing. Here, you can see various singers, hosts, high-ranking officials, and mafia bosses.

A silver-white Bentley Flying Spur quietly drove into the parking lot of the London International, weaving through various BMWs and Porsches, drawing little attention.

Chen Ming opened the car door and stepped out, smoothing his clothes.

"If anything happens, just call me directly." Uncle Jian smiled warmly.

"Something will definitely happen, but I won't need your help. After all, it's just a kid's matter. If I hit someone, it's just a kid's conflict, but if you do, it's a different story."

Chen Ming pointed to the left and said, "There's a nightclub nearby. If you're in the mood, you might as well go there to rest." Then, he put his hands in his pockets and swaggered inside.

"Don't show off your half-baked skills. After all, anyone who can afford to drink high-end wine here must have some background. If Luoshui is really bullied, just call for help. Acting alone is so undignified, don't you think?" Uncle Jian was still a bit worried. He had watched Chen Ming grow up and knew his temper well. Chen Ming seemed easy-going and talkative, but he had a violent streak. Once his boundaries were crossed, he became like a beast, losing all humanity.

A dragon has a reverse scale; touch it, and you die.

Luoshui was definitely one of those reverse scales.

After waving to Uncle Jian to show that he was fine, Chen Ming continued to swagger through the parking lot and walked straight into the London International building.

Uncle Jian remained in the car, puffing a circle of smoke and muttering, "Even though the tiger and leopard cubs are not yet fully grown, they already have the spirit to eat a bull."

In a high-end nightclub at the London International, Luoshui and her friends were chatting animatedly.

In a private room on the second floor, a group of people sat on a long sofa, with a glass table already filled with high-end red wine. The room was bathed in flashing neon lights, creating an intimate and ambiguous atmosphere. At this moment, a girl, about 15 or 16 years old, sat at the far end, away from the crowd, sipping a box of juice.

The room was filled with an intimate and ambiguous atmosphere between the men and women, but this girl stood out. The space she occupied seemed to be a separate, ethereal world, detached from the surrounding noise.

What a graceful and ethereal beauty, with bright eyes and a charming smile, her large, watery eyes captivating and bewitching, as if she was born to enchant the world.

She wore a delicately tailored lace puff skirt, with white bubble socks on her slender legs and pink candy-shiny round-toe shoes. Her upper body was clad in a lace chiffon blouse, the sheer fabric accentuating her delicate figure and slim waist.

Luoshui, the princess of the Chen family, known as the "Heavenly Beauty."

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