"You’ve... grown a bit bigger, haven’t you?" Cheng Zhu wore his eye mask and continually played a game of ’blind man’s bluff.’
Chen Jieyu’s voice was a bit soft and tender as she softly replied, "Maybe... um, maybe I’ve gotten a bit fatter recently."
She felt that her life these days had been too comfortable, almost blissfully fattening, and she had already planned to start dieting.
"Is that so, then let me check where else you’ve gotten chubby," he said without taking off his blindfold, delighting in the game.
First he checked her still flat stomach, then he felt the astonishing curve of her hips, which belonged to the counselor.
Cheng Zhu had always thought that a woman with an incredibly proportioned waist-to-hip ratio not only looked good in a dress but would also have a clear advantage in a certain type of pants, low-rise jeans.
Women with wide hips stand out in low-rise jeans, creating a strong visual impact.
Cheng Zhu felt that Mr. Chen didn’t realize the biggest trouble she caused him.
He had genuinely wanted to get some peaceful sleep today.
It’s hard to fall asleep doing nothing at all.
After indulging in his ’blind’ fun for a while, he finally took off the eye mask.
Then, with a snap, he turned the lights on in the room.
Cheng Zhu always liked to do things with the lights on.
Regarding this, Chen Jieyu had requested several times in the past, to no avail.
There was no helping it; he just liked that serious and slightly ascetic temperament of hers.
Throughout, he enjoyed watching her facial expressions and demeanor change continuously.
A few minutes later, Cheng Zhu began to strenuously press forward.
And for some reason, today the counselor kept holding Cheng Zhu’s back very, very tightly, so tightly that he couldn’t sit up.
This really sapped his strength.
He felt completely constricted, both above and below.
Due to her tight embrace, Cheng Zhu couldn’t lift himself, so throughout, he just lay on top, pressing his lips to hers intermittently.
Time and again, he could feel the hands around his back clutching him powerfully, then a subtle trembling would emanate from her flat belly.
After repeating this for the third time, Cheng Zhu eventually finished and withdrew.
Looking down at himself, he jokingly thought of a character from a martial arts novel: Miao Renfeng.
The following day, Cheng Zhu had an early class to attend, and Chen Jieyu also had a meeting to go to at the university.
Both of them headed to Technology University early. Cheng Zhu went back to his dorm to park his Land Rover in the parking lot near the male dormitory. Then, he stuffed his security guard uniform into the "trunk" of his pink electric scooter, which he hadn’t ridden in a while, and took it to class.
"It’s a bit warmer today, riding is pretty refreshing," Cheng Zhu thought to himself.
He chose to ride the scooter purely because it was more convenient for getting around the school and better suited for any unforeseen events that might arise today.
As Cheng Zhu had predicted, Chen Qin appeared at the entrance of Technology University at ten o’clock in the morning.
His plan was simple: get the money in the morning, then check out of the hotel and head back in the afternoon.
He had no intention of staying in Hang City for several more days; it was all unnecessary expense.
If it weren’t for his disobedient daughter becoming more and more rebellious, more and more ungrateful, not coming home nor answering calls, he wouldn’t have bothered coming to Hang City at all.
And Chen Qin had no idea how enthusiastic the security guards at Technology University were today.
Normally, they were quite relaxed in their duties.
But not today; every guard at the school gates was on high alert.
It was no joke, each had been given four packs of cigarettes!
Moreover, they all had a relationship with Boss Cheng in the past, who had given them benefits before.
So, in their minds, as long as they did their job well, Cheng Zhu, as a student, would give generously.
They were discussing it among themselves just yesterday.
"Boss Cheng is now worth over a billion."
"How did he become a billionaire?"
"Didn’t you see the news? His milk tea shop is valued at 8 billion, so his assets definitely exceed a billion!"
"Wow, no wonder he doesn’t hesitate to hand out four packs of soft Zhonghua."
"I guess, he wants us to give that man a taste of his own medicine."
"Well, we’ll see how it goes when the time comes!"
In fact, the reason why Cheng Zhu initially took only two packs of cigarettes but eventually decided on four was simple.
He was someone who had handled many things and had quite a bit of experience in this regard.
Although they were just security guards with modest salaries, the guards at universities and government departments were different.
They were worldly, often interacting with important figures.
They were nothing like the security guards at regular factories, neither in demeanor nor mentality.
You have to get things done properly, to prevent ending up in an awkward situation.
To Cheng Zhu, who quickly made money, the cost of four packs of cigarettes was negligible.
All he wanted was to handle the situation neatly and have the guards more responsive to his commands.
Today wanted to feel satisfied, and this feeling was worth the price!
After all, a single night out, just for entertainment, would cost Cheng Zhu more than that amount.
Today, the security guards had no idea whether the man from the photo would come or through which gate he might enter.
And they were all quite enthusiastic, even starting a betting pool on which gate he would use, with the loser buying everyone Yididian iced black tea.