Chapter 38 Chapter 38 Maintaining the Puppy

There was a class dinner in the evening. When Song Youning and Ji Siyun arrived, all the classmates were already there. A girl asked Song Youning to sit over.

Ji Siyun was about to go with Song Youning, but was pulled to another table by a few boys.

"There's no room over there, sit here."

Ji Siyun kept his eyes fixed on Song Youning until he was forced to sit down. His reluctant expression was seen by everyone. One boy joked, "We're only apart for a while. You don't have to be so clingy, do you?"

Ji Siyun raised his narrow eyes, swept across the boy's face with a cold gaze, and then fell back in front of him without saying a word.

The boy who was ignored showed an unhappy look on his face, and turned around to whisper with the person next to him.

It was the last group dinner before graduation. Everyone was very excited, and even the quietest girl in the class was persuaded to drink two glasses of wine.

After three rounds of drinks, some people started to get drunk.

Ji Siyun was watching Song Youning chatting with other girls across the aisle when his view was suddenly blocked by someone. The boy who had just joked with him came towards him with a glass of wine.

"Ji Siyun, the top student at Ji University." The boy's face was clearly drunk. "You're the general manager of the Song Group now. Even if you become successful, don't forget to support us classmates."

The wine glass was almost hitting his face, and the drunk man's hands were not very steady, so the wine in the glass swayed and spilled a few drops. Ji Siyun stepped back in disgust.

This action angered the boy who was talking to him. He slammed the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table, and regardless of the people around him trying to stop him, he took advantage of the alcohol to attack Ji Siyun.

"What are you so arrogant about? Do you think we don't know how you got into the Song family company?"

There was quite a bit of noise coming from their end, and the girls all stopped talking and looked over.

Ji Siyun folded his hands, his dark eyes staring at the boy quietly, his lips curled up in a faint sneer: "How did I get in?"

The boy shook off the arm of the person next to him, his face full of self-righteous mockery.

"I heard that the Song family has already terminated your adoption relationship. You haven't been kicked out yet. Are you just trying to be a lapdog for Song Youning?"

"That saying is really good, lick the dog, lick the dog, lick it to the end, and you will get everything you want."

"Which of us hasn't seen you grovelling in front of Song Youning? Why are you pretending to be such a domineering CEO in front of us now?"

Song Youning's face gradually darkened as he listened to what was happening here.

He shouted very loudly, and the people present had different expressions. Several girls covered their mouths and their eyes kept shifting between Song Youning and Ji Siyun.

Ji Siyun's face was cold and pale, without any emotion. The look he gave the drunk boy was icy and chilling.

With the corners of his lips twitching, Ji Siyun gave him a sneer.

"Why, are you jealous of me?"

"Bah, I'm jealous of you?" The man spat and started to talk without restraint: "To put it bluntly, you're just a cheap man kept by Song Youning, a useless gigolo! You have to serve your big money sponsor well. If he gets tired of you one day and wants to kick you out, you have to get out of here!"

From the beginning till now, there was no trace of anger on Ji Siyun's face. Only when the boy said the last sentence that Song Youning might get tired of him in the future, his deep pupils suddenly narrowed.

The cold gaze was like a sharp blade stabbing at the other party. Ji Siyun stood up. He was tall and straight, half a head taller than the boy opposite him. He stood quietly, giving off a strong sense of oppression.

Faced with his provocation, Ji Siyun remained calm. He looked him up and down with disdainful eyes, and then spoke slowly.

"So what?"

Being insulted as a gigolo, Ji Siyun was not angry at all, and even felt a little proud.

"She gave me a car, a house, and a decent job. The money she squeezed out of my fingers was more than you could earn in ten years of working."

"If I had served her well, I would have saved myself decades of hard work. But you," Ji Siyun sneered, "if I remember correctly, you couldn't get your degree because you failed too many courses, and you haven't even found an internship yet."

He made no secret of his disdain for him, his gloomy and cold gaze slashing across him like a knife, sneering, "What qualifications do you have to prance around in front of me?"

"you!"

The boy drank too much and was mocked by Ji Siyun. He instantly got angry and rushed up to grab his collar without caring about anything, cursing at him. The classmates around him quickly came over to try to stop the fight.

"Who do you think you are? An orphan from the mountains, living off a gigolo and feeling superior!"

Everyone hugged him around the waist, held his hand, and tried to persuade him while pulling him away.

The boy kept cursing, and Ji Siyun lowered his head in annoyance to tidy up his torn clothes. Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound, and the boy's cursing stopped abruptly as if someone had suddenly strangled him by the neck.

He raised his head and saw a slender figure standing in front of him.

Song Youning slapped the drunken boy hard. Amid the surprised gasps of the people around her, she shook her numb palms and said coldly, "Are you sober?"

The boy covered his swollen left cheek. He was not that drunk to begin with, he was just taking advantage of the alcohol to act up. Now, after Song Youning slapped him, he was completely sober.

He felt humiliated by being slapped in public and wanted to fight back, but he met Song Youning's fierce gaze, which carried the pressure of a superior and was so imposing that he didn't dare to move for a moment.

Ji Siyun had also walked to Song Youning's side. He was insulted without any reaction, and his heartache was about to overflow from his eyes. He held Song Youning's hand and gently rubbed it, asking her anxiously: "Does it hurt?"

Song Youning shook his head and cast a cold gaze on the boy.

"Since Ji Siyun joined the company, the market value of the Song family has increased several times. The value he has created for the Song family is far greater than what the Song family has given him."

"He is in his current position because he is good enough."

Song Youning took Ji Siyun's arm and raised his chin. "Besides, he is so handsome. Even if he does nothing, I am willing to support him."

She smiled, the corners of her mouth curved in contempt, her eyes seemed to be wrapped in knives, and her tone was not at all friendly.

"A short, ugly, and incompetent loser like you can only try to satisfy your pitiful self-esteem by attacking his background."

She and these people were just ordinary classmates, and now that someone was affecting her mood, there was no need to stay any longer.

Song Youning took out a card from her bag and threw it over. The thin card hit the other person's face with a bang and fell to the ground.

"The highest judicial award is fifty thousand dollars for a slap in the face. Here's your reward." She glared at him coldly and said sarcastically, "Congratulations! You've made your first pot of gold."

Regardless of the reactions of the others, Song Youning took Ji Siyun's arm and left.

Both of them had been drinking at the party and couldn't drive. It would take a long time to ask a driver to pick them up. Since the apartment was nearby, Song Youning decided to stay here tonight.

I haven't been to the apartment for more than half a year, but there is an aunt who comes to clean it regularly, so I just need to change the bed sheets before I can live there.

Ji Siyun found the bed sheets and had just changed them. Song Youning just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. She was wearing a matching suspender skirt under her smoky pink silk nightgown. Her wet hair was stuck to her slender neck. The summer clothes were light and thin, showing off her slim waist and long legs, and her curvy figure, which made Ji Siyun jealous.

Song Youning could naturally feel his burning gaze. She walked slowly to the bed and sat down. This body had never touched alcohol before. She was persuaded to drink a few glasses at the dinner table. Now her body was hot and her head was a little dizzy.

Ji Siyun was still there, but she took off her outer robe without hesitation, revealing a large area of ​​skin. Under the light, her smoky pink silk nightgown and snow-white skin glowed faintly.

Ji Siyun's gaze fell on the snow-white skin on her chest, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

The corners of her lively almond eyes were slightly raised, and a smile outlined the charm of her red lips. She held up her outer robe with two fingers and let go in front of Ji Siyun.

The thin fabric fell and landed on her bare feet.

"Oh, it fell off." Song Youning's soft tone was like a small hook, making Ji Siyun feel itchy in his heart.

She leaned her hands on the bed, her upper body slightly leaning back. Her skin was white and rosy in her slightly drunk state, and she smiled at Ji Siyun.

"Jisiyun, come and help me pick it up."

Gulp.

Ji Siyun heard the sound of himself swallowing.

The young man put down the changed bed sheet in his hand and slowly came to her. His tall figure retreated inch by inch. Ji Siyun knelt on one knee. In his sight, her smooth and delicate calves overlapped with each other, so slender that he could hold them with one hand.

He breathed heavily, his eyes filled with darkness. He bent down and lowered his head to pick up the thin cloth. The rosy toes under his nightgown were like a work of art, attracting his attention.

Song Youning's chuckle came from above my head.

"Do you like it?"

Ji Siyun's gaze moved up along her slender white legs and met her smiling eyes.

His voice was hoarse as he looked at Song Youning's deep eyes without hiding his burning desire.

"like."

The next second, she tiptoed and stepped lightly on his chest.

She looked down at him with an air of superiority.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her smile became a little more malicious: "How much do you like it? Do you like it like this too?"

Ji Siyun narrowed his deep eyes, and a smile seemed to spread suddenly. He slowly bent his other leg and knelt on his knees in a gesture of submission.

The young man puffed out his chest to make it easier for her to step on him, and his fingers touched the buttons of his clothes.

"I like it." His deep eyes were filled with desire, and he raised the corners of his lips, "I like it no matter what."

The buttons were unbuttoned, and Song Youning's toes touched his hot skin and gently slid down.

A tingling sensation came over him, and Ji Siyun's eyes turned slightly red, and his breathing became disordered.

The muscles of the body under his feet are clearly defined, and the light scars, so light that only thin red scars are left, are scattered on the cold white skin, which has a unique beauty.

The toes slowly moved downwards and stopped at his lower abdomen, and Ji Siyun's upward gaze met her downward gaze.

"Ji Siyun." Song Youning raised the corner of his lips, "Are you so excited to be stepped on by me?"

Ji Siyun seemed to have no sense of shame, his skin was cold and pale, but his lips were bright red. He licked his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Being stepped on by the young lady, I am so excited that I am about to explode."

"Really?" Her voice was soft, filled with the ignorance and cruelty of a young girl who was not familiar with the world.

The foot that stopped at the lower abdomen continued to move down until it stepped on a hot surface. The arch of the foot bulged slightly and slowly applied force downward.

Ji Siyun's breathing stagnated, and then his chest heaved violently. His rough palms stroked her fair feet, and the young man with a delicate and feminine face smiled strangely.

"Miss, let me serve you, okay?"