Chapter 2

Chapter 2

A teacher from the Purification Class helped me down from the podium.

Xu Jing’an rushed over, asking what had happened.

I told him I was just too nervous.

As soon as the door closed, the teacher pulled out a small bottle of blue reagent.

I drank it immediately, suppressing the wave of nausea.

“Shi Wan, you’ve always performed excellently. How could you let yourself dwell on such things in public?”

The Spiritual Purification Class had assigned a Chinese teacher specifically for me.

I gave a helpless smile. “I didn’t, Teacher. I just thought about my boyfriend cheating on me.”

The teacher sighed.

To the outside world, the Spiritual Purification Class presented itself as a series of psychological courses.

In reality, its effectiveness relied on medication that forcibly suppressed desire.

As long as one experienced intimate fantasies involving a designated partner, they would immediately begin to vomit uncontrollably.

I was very resistant at first, but after trying to fantasize about other men and having no reaction, I stopped caring.

I didn’t care about Xu Jing’an anymore; I just wanted to leave as soon as possible, so I took a lot of the medication.

I didn’t even know if there were any side effects.

When the door opened, Xu Jing’an tried to take my hand, but I instinctively pulled away.

He froze for a moment, then withdrew his hand, a slight curve appearing on his lips.

He was satisfied with the results of my studies.

Xu Jing’an decided it was time to take me away.

The Purification Class gave him a course of medication as a parting gift.

“If Shi Wan’s condition becomes unstable, you can administer it according to the instructions.”

Xu Jing’an asked, “What do you mean by ‘unstable’?”

The teacher didn’t elaborate, remaining vague.

“Some students experience withdrawal symptoms. The medication will handle it.”

Xu Jing’an brought me back to the country.

He locked me in a villa and had people monitoring me twenty-four hours a day.

But I showed no signs of anything unusual.

Half a month later, he took me out.

Inside a spacious private booth, linear lights flowed, making every face appear and disappear in the shadows.

This was the first time I had met his friends.

“Look who finally decided to bring her out?”

Xu Jing’an sat down and patted the seat beside him.

I sat down next to him.

“Wanwan just got back from abroad. I was afraid she’d get bored staying at home.”

A circle of light swept across the face of the girl sitting opposite us.

She was the lead actress from that photo.

Feng Yi, Xu Jing’an’s childhood friend and social equal.

She handed me a drink and asked curiously, “I’d heard about places like that before and mentioned it to Brother Jing’an. Can they really purify desire?”

So, she was the one who egged Xu Jing’an on to send me there.

And it seemed everyone knew about my time abroad.

I downed the drink and looked at Xu Jing’an.

I placed the glass upside down on the table.

“They can. I no longer have any desire for Mr. Xu.”