While talking with the middle-aged man, Xu Yinsheng learned his identity.
Zhou Ming, a citizen of the Huayuan Federation, was engaged in the restaurant business, owning several private upscale restaurants, with a net worth exceeding a hundred thousand.
Under Zhou Ming’s almost overt attempt at flirting, Xu Yinsheng did not leave her number or add him on WeChat.
Instead, she responded with a vague, ambiguous attitude, saying she hoped to visit his room, suggesting that perhaps they could “communicate deeply” there.
Watching the red-haired, haughty woman sway her slender waist ahead, Zhou Ming’s eyes nearly went wide with excitement!
He had long heard that foreign women were sexually open, but he never imagined it to this extent!
He had only intended to casually strike up a conversation on the ship, never expecting to actually succeed.
Her almost blatant hint.
Wow, that figure!
Truly worth every penny!
The cruise ship had three floors: the first was for storage, the second housed the kitchen and dining area, and the third contained the passengers’ rooms.
Walking through the corridors inside the ship, there was no sensation of the rocking that should come with being at sea.
There must be some special mechanism stabilizing the ship, making it seem like a small island floating on the ocean.
The two entered Zhou Ming’s room.
As soon as the door closed, without even turning on the light, Zhou Ming couldn’t restrain himself and lunged forward.
Xu Yinsheng sidestepped, causing him to miss entirely.
He didn’t care, immediately reaching for her waist, preparing to force himself on her.
Xu Yinsheng kicked out, and Zhou Ming collapsed straight onto the bed.
“You!”
Zhou Ming’s anger flared, but a seductive female voice whispered in his ear:
“Look into my eyes.”
The voice seemed to carry a kind of magic.
Zhou Ming’s anger instantly melted away, and he obediently followed her words, gazing into her eyes.
Those black-and-white eyes now glowed with an enchanting crimson, mesmerizing and captivating.
Upon closer inspection, they were like whirlpools in the sea, irresistibly drawing one in, drowning them within.
Succubus Lash—the technique Xu Yinsheng would soon master.
It never failed.
Under the spell of this allure, a person’s psychological defenses collapse, making them easy to tame and influence.
This knowledge was inherited through the Succubus bloodline.
Of course, Xu Yinsheng had no base or vulgar intentions.
It was precisely because she had been through hardships that she didn’t want to break others’ umbrellas.
She wasn’t trying to control him.
She merely wanted to implant a psychological suggestion—a harmless, short-term mental cue—like those in the dream-stealing realm.
“I’m your distant cousin. We came on this trip together, but my ID was stolen by a thief. You need to get me a replacement ticket—uh, a VIP suite card.”
Xu Yinsheng began fabricating her identity.
Using Zhao Yicheng’s credit card to borrow 150,000 plus the leftover cash from tipping the pretty lady, around 180,000 in total, all in cash.
Fortunately, the Huayuan Federation had ten-thousand-yuan bills, so carrying 18 notes wasn’t too heavy.
But in today’s information society, no ID meant no high-speed train, no ship, no plane.
Xu Yinsheng’s ID had long been canceled by Zhao Yicheng; now she was a blacklisted citizen.
She could have forged one through the underground market, but the time and location didn’t permit that.
Previously, she could bluff ticket inspectors with Succubus Lash, but the trip to Vicklis Island took three or four days.
No ticket meant no room.
She certainly couldn’t sleep on the deck and endure the sea breeze.
Therefore, Xu Yinsheng looked at Zhou Ming, who was already under her charm.
A gentleman desires, but does not lust; he is moved by affection, yet restrained by propriety.
Men should not be too lustful, or they will eventually lose control.
Had Zhou Ming been able to restrain himself, even superficially, Xu Yinsheng would have felt some guilt when acting against him. But he had lunged at her so recklessly.
After being trained by Zhao Yicheng, Xu Yinsheng kept her distance from men, especially those she had designs on.
She wished the impulsive ones would just drop dead on the spot!
Soon, under Xu Yinsheng’s arrangement, Zhou Ming began to accept the psychological suggestion she implanted: his parents were deceased, he owned a car and house, she was a distant cousin, single until now, and held good feelings toward him, traveling together.
His expression shifted from infatuation to doubt, then understanding, and finally acceptance…
Just when Xu Yinsheng thought she was about to succeed—the first psychological suggestion taking hold—Zhou Ming’s expression suddenly twisted in resistance.
“No, that’s not right. I’m over 40 years old. I can’t have such a young cousin.”
“Xu Yinsheng.”
“Thank you.”
“…I’m actually your distant cousin, just teasing you earlier.”
“Cousin?”
“Yes, a distant cousin, without any blood relation.”
Xu Yinsheng’s voice softened like a gentle spring rain, quietly seeping into his heart, subtly adjusting the implanted suggestion.
Psychological suggestions can’t be too forceful; they must be gentle and imperceptible, like not directly telling someone a little girl is their grandmother, but slowly guiding them to believe she is their daughter.
“Cousin, don’t you remember? Back in college, you told me about your school belle. Weren’t you trying to pursue her?”
Chatting about school belles with guys, gossiping about love rivals with girls—always a surefire topic. During student days, such matters were universally understood.
In the dim room, the crimson glow grew even richer, as if filling the entire space.
Double Succubus Lash!
Meanwhile, Zhou Ming’s furrowed brow gradually relaxed.
“School belle? Yan Zi…”
Zhou Ming’s resistant face softened, and he clasped his face, sighing painfully: “She came out after graduation as a cross-dresser, and ran off with someone else. That person was even a brother from my dorm.”
Xu Yinsheng: …
Tsk tsk, effeminate guys forever!
About fifteen minutes later, Xu Yinsheng withdrew Succubus Lash, the crimson light dissipating, and the room returned to darkness.
By now, Zhou Ming fully believed Xu Yinsheng was his distant cousin, sitting on the bed with a guilty expression, wishing he could slap himself twice.
What was he thinking just now?
Trying to take advantage of his distant cousin—it was despicable!
“Cousin, sorry about earlier. It was me who lost control,” Zhou Ming said shamefully, unable to meet Xu Yinsheng’s eyes.
“It’s okay. Men are like that. I understand after you made your move.”
Xu Yinsheng didn’t bother to placate him.
Once the psychological suggestion took effect, as long as there was no strong external stimulation, it wouldn’t wear off in the short term.
She stated directly, “My ID was stolen. Go get me a room card.”
“Alright.” Zhou Ming naturally detected the coldness in her tone but didn’t think much of it.
After all, had it been any other woman after his impulsive act, she’d have been caught by the ship’s security.
Then, the little pink book social media witch-hunt would follow, his restaurant would close down, and his assets would shrink by ninety percent.
After Zhou Ming left the room, Xu Yinsheng closed the door behind him and lay down exhausted on the big bed, her eyes shut tightly.
Double Succubus Lash was too draining.
Her eyes ached, like after binge-watching dramas for two straight days and nights—heavy and sleepy.
Every transformed persona granted her special extraordinary powers, such as the succubus’s charm and extraction, the vampire loli’s night vision and agility, the Valkyrie’s physique, and the Dawn Essence.
These abilities were not acquired instantly but required continuous development and practice to master step by step.
According to her future self, except for her future ability to transform into a nightmare and enter Zhao Yicheng’s dreams to cure his mental illness, none of her other extraordinary powers would affect him.
In other words, don’t expect to charm him with succubus powers and have him singing surrender on the ground.
And in physical combat, she couldn’t beat him—his body was like Superman’s, able to pin her down and grind her into the bed.
That was basically saying: when you return, settle down as his wife and wait to be bossed around.
Don’t think about resisting.
If you have the energy to resist, use it to develop yourself and enjoy better experiences in bed.
At the time, Xu Yinsheng nodded obediently on the surface but clenched her teeth fiercely inside.
She would never submit to fate!