Chapter 293: “if You Move Again, I’ll Scream Rape!!!”
Driving the rented new energy vehicle, Jessica skillfully weaved through the Magic City traffic and soon entered the Platinum Bay Mansion located at North Bund.
Then, chatting casually with Lin Xiuyuan, she passed through the heavily guarded gate and steadily parked the car in the exclusive underground parking lot.
“No license plate, no entry?” Lin Xiuyuan, who had just seen Jessica needing to register, asked.
Jessica nodded, “Yeah, I forgot to tell the property manager here. I only had my agent rent this car for me this morning.”
“6~” After Lin Xiuyuan smiled and made a hand gesture, he followed behind Jessica and took the card-required elevator straight to the upper floor.
And when Jessica opened the apartment door, even Lin Xiuyuan, who had seen much of the world in 2025, couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow slightly at the suddenly expansive view before him.
The first thing that caught the eye was the overall decoration in a very modern minimalist style.
Dominated by high-end gray and natural wood tones, with clean lines and unique furniture shapes.
The most eye-catching feature was the glass window occupying most of the wall.
It was afternoon at the time, and the warm autumn sunlight poured in unhindered, illuminating the entire living room brightly and warmly.
And the glass here was impeccably clean, perfectly framing a city scroll painting of the winding Huangpu River waterways, the densely packed skyscrapers of Lujiazui on the opposite shore, and the iconic Oriental Pearl Tower, condensing the essence of the entire Magic City into this compact view.
“Not bad, right?” Jessica, standing beside him, spoke with a hint of barely detectable pride, like a child expecting praise.
Lin Xiuyuan nodded and praised sincerely without any hesitation, “More than not bad—it’s a king bomb view. Compared to it, Seoul really isn’t much.”
“The World Tower is okay.” Jessica gave an example.
But Lin Xiuyuan pointed outside the window, “You sure?”
Then Jessica shut up.
After Lin Xiuyuan toured the apartment, he suddenly realized that although there were only two rooms here, the sense of space was ample—none of the luxuries of a mansion were missing.
Finally stopping in the center of the living room, he gestured around with his arm, looked at Jessica, and asked in a teasing yet very serious tone, “So, Detective Jung? Found any ‘little eyes’ that shouldn’t be here?”
Jessica knew he meant hidden cameras, shook her head, and answered confidently, “I’ve checked carefully from last night until today, and my agent and assistant helped look too—no findings, so there shouldn’t be any. Plus, the lease contract here has clear clauses protecting tenant privacy; they’d be legally liable if anything goes wrong.”
However, hearing that last sentence, Lin Xiuyuan pursed his lips dismissively.
“Contract? In certain ‘special situations’ or with ill-intentioned people, that piece of paper might mean next to nothing, especially…”
He didn’t finish, but the meaning in his gaze was clear: especially for people like us.
Stung by his words, Jessica’s confidence wavered, and she frowned slightly at Lin Xiuyuan, “Then what do we do? I’m not a professional; I don’t know those detection methods.”
Then, she saw Lin Xiuyuan begin his “performance.”
She watched him pull out a small gadget, aiming its lens at every corner of the room, especially scanning sockets, decorative paintings, smoke detectors, and such opposite the bed and sofa.
Next, he produced a small device like a car charger from somewhere, plugged it into a socket, and watched its indicator lights flash wildly.
He even turned off all the lighting, drew the curtains, and shone a flashlight on spots that might hide pinhole lenses…
This series of actions left Jessica dazzled and impressed though she didn’t understand it.
She couldn’t help asking, “Xiuyuan~ Are these things useful?”
After fussing around, Lin Xiuyuan put away his tools, clapped his hands, and said candidly, “No idea, probably a bit. At least it gives some psychological comfort, right?”
“Ya!!”
Jessica was so amused by his utterly irresponsible answer that she glared at him exasperatedly, “I thought you actually had some high-tech methods.”
“Better than eyeballing it.”
Ignoring this unreliable guy, she turned and walked into one of the bedrooms, pushed open the door, “Here, this is your room.”
Lin Xiuyuan followed and was once again drawn to the view from the room’s window, as the Oriental Pearl Tower seemed almost within reach.
He exclaimed again, “Wow, Jessica, you giving me the master bedroom? No need to be so polite; I won’t be staying often. You take this side.”
But Jessica laughed and scolded, “Idiot, wishful thinking—this is the second bedroom, and both rooms have basically the same view.”
The luxurious apartment’s design was indeed extravagant, with even the second bedroom boasting an unbeatable river view.
Thinking this, Lin Xiuyuan said “oh,” glanced at the smart home control panel on the wall, walked over, and pressed the close curtains button again.
The heavy electric curtains slowly closed, blocking the brilliant afternoon sunlight outside, and the room instantly darkened.
Seeing this scene, Jessica’s expression turned a bit odd, her heartbeat involuntarily speeding up.
Gazing at Lin Xiuyuan’s back in the dim light, amorous thoughts flashed through her mind: What is he up to? Couldn’t hold back this fast?
A mix of shy and secret delight quietly spread in her heart.
It also made her somewhat pleased—after all, this proved her charm was still effective.
But the next second’s events completely exceeded her expectations.
Lin Xiuyuan didn’t turn to her but reached for the door handle.
The moment he grasped it, he gave a gentle push.
The 2013 apartment appeared behind the door.
Jessica, standing behind him, first blushed at her earlier “self-indulgent” thoughts, then was stunned by this magical sight.
She leaned in, incredulously staring at the utterly different space behind the door, murmuring, “Just… just like that? Done?”
Lin Xiuyuan turned, saw her shocked expression, found it amusing, but nodded, “What else? Should I burn incense, bathe, draw a magic circle, and chant spells?”
“But this is too simple, almost… childish.” Though not her first time seeing this, Jessica felt her worldview refreshed—it didn’t match her idea of anchoring at all.
But as Jessica finished speaking, Lin Xiuyuan grabbed her wrist and stepped across the threshold into the 2013 apartment side.
Without even letting her steady herself and feel the aura there, he repeated the process on the time-space door, pushing it open again to arrive at her 2025 home in Seoul.
Seeing the familiar scene, Jessica even stepped forward and grabbed a hair clip she’d forgotten to take when leaving.
“Let’s go, back.”
With Lin Xiuyuan’s words, Jessica felt light-footed as she followed him a few steps, returning to the Magic City apartment’s second bedroom.
And it was still in that dimly lit state with curtains closed.
After showing Jessica around, Lin Xiuyuan released her hand, walked to the wall, and pressed the button again.
The electric curtains behind him slid slowly to the sides.
Abundant afternoon sunlight poured back into the room like a golden waterfall, brightening every corner.
The Oriental Pearl Tower and Lujiazui skyline outside the window came clearly into view again.
From dim to bright, from time-space leap dizziness to reality-anchored return, the extreme contrasts and magical experience in these short minutes overwhelmed Jessica’s brain with information, leaving her stunned in place, staring blankly outside as if everything just now was a bizarre dream.
Until that warm aura enveloped her and real touch returned, jolting her back to awareness.
She slowly raised her gaze, focusing on Lin Xiuyuan beside her, who looked relaxed as if he’d just gone downstairs for a bottle of water.
A familiar emotion from a week ago surged back.
It was an indescribable mix of extreme shock, disbelief, and survivor-like excitement.
Like a surging tide at this moment, it once again breached her rational defenses.
So without warning or words.
Jessica lunged forward, cupped Lin Xiuyuan’s cheeks with both hands, tiptoed, and pressed her warm, slightly trembling lips forcefully against his.
With cathartic passion and urgent confirmation of existence.
Caught off guard by her sudden proactivity, Lin Xiuyuan reacted and naturally wrapped his arms around her slender waist.
He lowered his head, responding to the kiss gently yet firmly.
Lips and teeth entwined, hot breaths mingling.
For Jessica, under that intense, almost dizzying emotional surge, nothing anchored her floating mind like this intimate contact.
And this kiss, laced with confirmation and catharsis, seemed to ignite a fuse.
As they involuntarily fell backward onto the soft big bed.
Bodies pressed close, rolling slightly on the wide mattress as the kiss deepened.
Subtle sounds of fabric friction intertwined with quickening breaths, filling the sunlit room with an amorous and restless aura.
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In the blink of an eye, the sky outside shifted from bright afternoon to dusk, nightfall descending like a vast velvet curtain over the city.
In the distance, Lujiazui’s skyscrapers lit up brilliantly one by one, outlining the Magic City’s intoxicating nightscape silhouette.
The bedroom door opened, and Jessica, now made up, walked out.
Compared to the afternoon, she had changed into more comfortable casual wear: slim light blue jeans paired with an oversize gray hoodie, long hair casually over her shoulders.
This ordinary outfit highlighted her relaxed, girl-next-door beauty.
Emerging, she spotted Lin Xiuyuan sunk into the living room’s soft large sofa, remote in hand, idly switching TV channels, though his gaze lingered more on the colorful night view outside the window.
“Decided yet? Where to for dinner?” Jessica leaned on the sofa back and asked.
The questioned Lin Xiuyuan was also in casual wear: dark hoodie up top, knee-length sports shorts below, looking casual and mismatched.
He turned his head, thought, “Back in the country, my first thought is definitely noodles—what dinner? Let’s go out and slurp a bowl first.”
The Jessica before him wasn’t the 2013 version unfamiliar with China; over the years, due to work and personal interest, she’d studied local customs and food here, especially in South China regions tied to Lin Xiuyuan.
So hearing his regionally flavored answer, she laughed and teasingly retorted.
“Xiuyuan~ You sure about slurping noodles in the Magic City? From what I know, the popular stuff here is all ‘pretty plates’—not even mentioning presentation and portions, the taste might differ from your hometown noodles.”
Reminded by Jessica, Lin Xiuyuan suddenly realized, slapped his forehead, and blurted in Chinese with a grin, “What the fck, forgot this is Shanghai turf. Here, ordering Mixue Bingcheng might be a sin.”
Though Lin Xiuyuan spoke Chinese, the now China-savvy Jessica understood perfectly and said seriously, “I think Mixue Bingcheng is great.”
“Hm? You’ve had it?” Lin Xiuyuan raised an eyebrow in surprise.
“Yeah, I’ve had lemon water.” Jessica smiled and nodded, eyes clear.
Lin Xiuyuan immediately put on a straight face, feigning seriousness, “We’re done—I haven’t had it. We’re not on the same page anymore.”
At that, Jessica glared angrily, grabbed a pillow from the sofa, and pretended to lunge at him.
“Okay okay~ Just joking, joking.” Lin Xiuyuan, sensing trouble, switched to a smile and surrendered with raised hands, “No more messing—let’s go find a legit Cantonese place to whet the appetite, try Sichuan or Hunan tomorrow, take it slow.”
But Jessica seemed to remember something and suggested, “Oh, right—I heard from staff these days that hairy crab season is coming. Wanna try? I’ve had it a few times; very fresh.”
Lin Xiuyuan shook his head like a rattle, “Nah, no time to sit cracking for that tiny bit of meat. Rather have a whole lobster for satisfaction.”
Hearing that, Jessica followed up, “Alright then, lobster it is. I know a spot near The Bund—good taste and ambiance.”
“Sounds good, let’s head out.” Lin Xiuyuan stood from the sofa, stretching.
Jessica, rising beside him, smiled slightly and teased, “Question, Xiuyuan~”
“What?” Lin Xiuyuan asked curiously.
Jessica raised a finger, lightly tapping her soft jawline, and asked affectedly, “Say we go out like this and get snapped by paparazzi or passersby—what then?”
“What of it? I’ll say I’m your toyboy gigolo, superstar Jung.” Lin Xiuyuan quipped offhand.
Meant as a joke, but Jessica didn’t get mad—instead, she smiled, stepped up, and eyed him closely.
Then naturally and affectionately hooked her arm in his.
This sudden, possessive gesture stunned Lin Xiuyuan briefly; he looked down at her.
His gaze met Jessica’s upturned face.
She tilted her head, smiling brightly with a touch of smugness, “C’mon, dinner time.”
“Something’s off with you, Jessica.”
“Don’t move; taking a photo for Soo Jung.”
“What the fck, you want me dead~”
“Move again and I’ll yell rape!!!”
