Chapter 151: Missed Your Big Sister These Past Few Years?

Xu Yunzhou's brain simply couldn't keep up.

Moments ago, she had been like an enraged lioness about to devour him alive. How could Sister Xi suddenly just collapse?

"Sister Xi? Sister Xi, what's wrong?"

Xu Yunzhou scrambled to his feet, at a loss as he watched Wen Xi curled up by the bedside, seemingly enduring some kind of pain.

"Is it something wrong? Your heart? Stomach? Or... low blood sugar?"

His voice was panicked, countless possibilities flashing through his mind. "I—I'll call 120! Hang in there!"

"No... don't!"

Wen Xi gritted her teeth, raised a hand, and waved at him, signaling him not to move.

After a long moment, that sudden, eerie weakness slowly receded, and a bit of color returned to her face.

She opened her eyes and shot a complex glare at Xu Yunzhou, who looked both worried and bewildered.

"You got lucky... today, you little jerk."

She pushed herself up on the bed, her tone full of reluctance.

"But, you remember this..."

She reached out and made a crushing motion in the air, as if squeezing something to a pulp, her eyes dangerous.

"You can't escape my grasp. It's only a matter of time."

Xu Yunzhou watched that suggestive and threatening gesture and immediately shuddered, a chill running down his spine.

Wuwuwu... Sister Xi is terrifying! Ten thousand times more terrifying than when she used to steal his toys and beat him until he cried as a kid!

A firm and naive thought rose in his traumatized heart: I need to hurry up and "cook the rice" with Su Qianran! Make it official, and make her give up for good!

After that, Xu Yunzhou and Wen Xi never saw each other again.

It was as if that bizarre, anticlimactic "hotel incident" had been nothing but a surreal dream.

Only occasionally, from news snippets or casual chats with old classmates over tea, did he hear increasingly legendary news about her:

Wen Xi had been like a god in the Citizen Safety Bureau, solving bizarre cases, cold cases, years-old unsolved mysteries, earning countless commendations, and rising through the ranks at an astonishing speed.

It was said she relied on superhuman logical reasoning, daring almost to the point of recklessness, and something her colleagues privately called "incredible intuition" or "divine inspiration."

These traits allowed her to be specially promoted at a young age, becoming the specially appointed chief expert of the Daxia Citizen Safety Bureau's Criminal Investigation Division, nicknamed the "Criminal Investigation Queen" or "Walking Crime-Solving Machine."

She was also listed as a "special talent" requiring protection and attention within the system. Her daily movements were heavily guarded, and she only handled highly classified or major difficult cases.

She had long become a legendary figure beyond the reach or imagination of ordinary people—even most within the system itself.

Xu Yunzhou would occasionally, late at night or when watching some crime drama, vaguely recall that chaotic, awkward, and intensely taboo night, his feelings complex and unspeakable.

Now, looking at the name "Wen Xi" on his computer screen and connecting it to her later career that was practically a cheat code, he suddenly understood!

"So... Sister Xi's later cheat-code life was all because of me!"

"That time in the hotel sophomore year, she was about to deal with me on the spot, then at the critical moment she suddenly wilted... Damn, that must have been me now... no, me from a bit later or a few days later who zapped her!"

"Just like yesterday when Shen Mingyue tried to force herself on me in the restroom! Damn it, the puzzle that's bothered me for years—finally solved!"

"Sigh, future me is jealous of past me? That's too... well, too in character for me. I'll have to mess up sophomore year me's situation too—why let that little brat from the past get the advantage?"

Once he confirmed it, he was utterly speechless—caught between tears and laughter.

But now was clearly not the time to dwell on this.

The countdown was still ticking; he had to leave a message for Xu Nuo first.

His fingers hovered over the keyboard for a moment. After thinking, he typed a line—with his characteristic style of wanting to comfort someone but unable to resist a prank:

"Ah Nuo, hold that lantern steady. Work hard in the Incense Gang. Don't embarrass your teacher."

He paused, then added another line, a sly grin curling his lips:

"Eight years later, by West Lake, Teacher... will be all washed clean and waiting for you~"

Sent.

Xu Yunzhou imagined Xu Nuo, at that moment kneeling in the ancestral hall, sobbing her heart out in utter despair, and suddenly having this frivolous "promise" pop into her consciousness—what kind of dumbfounded expression would that little face make...

Just thinking about that scene, he couldn't help laughing out loud, temporarily easing the headache and embarrassment brought on by the name "Wen Xi."

Just then, there was a "dong dong dong" knock at the door.

Xu Yunzhou instinctively glanced at the bottom right of his computer screen: 10:00 AM sharp. Not a second off. Had she been waiting outside, timing it down to the second?

Xu Yunzhou straightened his clothes, ran a hand through his hair, hoping to make a good impression on Xu Nuo, whom he hadn't seen in years. But when the door opened, he was dumbfounded.

It wasn't Xu Nuo.

Standing outside the door was a tall figure that radiated sheer pressure.

It was Wen Xi.

Wen Xi, now twenty-nine years old.

Time seemed to have been especially kind to her.

The lingering youthfulness and brashness of her college days had faded, replaced by the radiant composure of one who had weathered storms. Her already beautiful face had now sharper, more defined lines.

She wore a black leather jacket—not a decorative fashion piece, but a practical style closer to those worn by special agents or field operatives—hugging her tall, athletic, powerful figure.

The zipper wasn't pulled all the way up, revealing a simple dark gray tank top underneath and the sharp, clean lines of her collarbone.

What made Xu Yunzhou's breath catch was her height and presence.

He remembered Wen Xi being tall, but now she seemed definitely beyond the 175 cm in his memory—probably close to or even reaching 178 cm.

With those long legs wrapped in fitted leather pants and short boots, standing at the door, she blocked most of the light, casting a shadow that completely engulfed Xu Yunzhou.

This was a dual pressure—physical and psychological. After years apart, the "Sister Xi" of old had evolved into a full-fledged "Queen."

But why was she here? What kind of plot twist was this?

Future me, did you tell her the time and place? Don't you think things are chaotic enough?

Isn't a nice date with little Nuo Nuo good enough? Why provoke this thorny flower? Did you get converted and taken down by her during the nurturing process?

Before he could speak, Wen Xi had already acted. She seemed to need no invitation from Xu Yunzhou; she simply stepped straight into the room, as naturally as if entering her own home.

Then, she casually kicked the door shut behind her with her heel.

"Bam."

The door closed behind her.

The next second, she reached out and unceremoniously pinched Xu Yunzhou's chin.

"Little junior, long time no see..."

She paused, then leaned in close.

"Missed your big sister these past few years?"