Chapter 94 Model

◎Lin Jindong◎

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Yu Xu left.

I raised my eyes almost simultaneously.

Although it was dark in the apartment, I knew clearly that someone was waiting for me there.

I didn't hesitate for long before walking up the steps of the apartment building and returning home.

Sure enough, as soon as I opened the door, in the completely dark room, I could still see the man sitting on the sofa, propping his head up with his hand.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Zhao didn't even look up, and asked me casually, "You're back?"

I walked silently toward him. Jiang Zhao shifted his position, leaning back lazily on the sofa, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "Did you enjoy your date today?"

...I forced myself to stop thinking about being followed. I already knew I was being monitored relentlessly, and no matter what I said, those who controlled me would immediately obtain my information.

“I failed. He rejected me and told me never to contact him again.” My tone was low, even visibly so, which was exactly what Jiang Zhao wanted.

He reached out and suddenly pulled me over. I lost my balance and fell off the sofa.

I was almost kneeling, my hands braced on the carpet. Jiang Zhao bent one long leg and slowly lifted my chin with his fingers. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and I looked up at him in turn, looking very calm and obedient.

"Why are you so desperate to find an ordinary man like that?" Jiang Zhao's tone was clearly somewhat amused.

There was a moment of silence as he stared at me, his eyes filled with an intense sense of pressure. I looked at him silently, wondering why someone as privileged as Jiang Zhao would take Yu Xu, an ordinary male college student, seriously.

We looked at each other, as if we were both trying to figure out what the other was thinking. Jiang Zhao's palm moved down my chin, and he leaned down to hold my waist tightly.

The next second, in order to keep my body from losing control, I could only hug his shoulders tightly. I gently embraced him, but Jiang Zhao suddenly exerted force in his arms, and I was lifted up and sat on his lap. His hands also skillfully opened my skirt.

I also very "enthusiastically" unbuttoned his shirt collar. Jiang Zhao probably hadn't seen such initiative before. He stopped, looked at me, and my fingers trembled slightly as I unbuttoned the first button.

He whispered in my ear, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"I was just bored..." I hugged his neck. I couldn't control my body's reaction. I could only follow Jiang Zhao's rhythm and was suddenly put down on the sofa. I could even feel that my sofa had already sunk to the bottom.

“I’ve never dated that kind of guy before, I just want to try,” I replied, feeling his kiss.

This answer was flawless; even Jiang Zhao couldn't find any clues.

“Open your legs,” he said.

"He's so gentle..." My legs instinctively closed. I'm so glad I didn't choose that pretty and cute lingerie set today, otherwise, Jiang Zhao would definitely have discovered my feelings.

Jiang Zhao sneered and placed his hands on my knees. I suddenly widened my eyes.

This was the first time he had tried to please me, and I could hardly believe it. I looked at my fingernails lingering on his shirt, my vision gradually blurring. Because of my overwhelming joy and happiness, all I could see was the rosy color of his neatly trimmed fingertips, flushed with excitement.

"Am I not gentle enough with you?" Jiang Zhao wiped the water droplets from the corner of his lips, then suddenly leaned in and kissed me.

It's disgusting, but these are all mine, I understand.

I was almost trembling from his kisses, but I quickly realized that Yu Xu seemed to make Jiang Zhao even more nervous than Xie Yong. He was even somewhat afraid and went so far as to humbly flatter me, using his so-called "gentleness" to send me to the clouds before slowly bringing me down.

No, this wasn't about pleasing or serving; it was more like punishment. I felt like a squashed peach, its moisture gradually draining away, the juice being eaten away. My only thought was that he would probably let Yu Xu go.

I need to think of a way to provoke him again.

Only then will he willingly be tamed by me.

After waking up, I looked at the empty bed next to me, struggled to get up, and saw that breakfast had already been prepared on the table.

Remembering what happened in the art studio yesterday, I quickly took out my phone, found the classmate who was in charge of contacting that private gallery, hastily fastened my hair with a hair clip, picked out a turtleneck sweatshirt that wouldn't show the marks on my neck, and jeans, put on a jacket and went out.

This art exhibition is located in a private art gallery not far from the East District. I got out of the car and looked at the building in front of me.

The entire art museum is divided into many exhibition halls, spanning five floors. From the outside, it appears as a simple white building, while inside, the staircases are spiral-shaped, and the interior features curved and sloping passageways.

Silver lines cascade down from overhead, and there's a pool in the center, making the entire venue look bright, quiet, and beautiful.

I entered the exhibition hall next door from the lobby.

Based on the sculptures, oil paintings, and photographs, the entire first floor is divided into three areas. The oil paintings are located on the outermost side. The exhibition hall is spacious, and students are helping to move the original artworks.

"Xiao Fu, you're here." The girl who always greeted me warmly in the art studio waved, and I quickly joined in.

After a day of hard work, the entire exhibition hall was completely transformed. The venue manager planned to add some new artworks and redesign the entire exhibition hall. She directed us to hang the paintings on the walls according to the different styles of each work.

My painting, "Rose Garden," was placed on the side of the exhibition hall. As I looked at it, an unprecedentedly bold idea suddenly popped into my head. I quickly grabbed the person in charge next to me and said, "I'd like to change to another piece, is that alright?"

“It is possible…” the woman said with some surprise, “but the art exhibition will officially start in a few days. If you want to change it, do it as soon as possible, and I will hang it up again for you.”

After saying that, she looked at me, then looked up at the artwork.

“I think this one is very good. Although it’s different from most of your classmates’ modern art, landscape paintings like this are also unique. There are a group of artists in the Empire State who appreciate this kind of work.” The woman probably thought my painting was a bit niche, so she comforted me, “Let’s hang it here. If you have other works, I can help you find a place in the next gallery.”

"Thank you, but I'd like to change to a portrait, so please take it down." I politely declined.

I want to use this art exhibition as an opportunity to let Jiang Zhao truly experience what a sense of crisis is.

Although the woman didn't understand, she still instructed the workers to take the painting down for me.

"Send it back to school?" she asked me kindly.

I thought about it and gave her an address.

Before putting my plan into action, I went back to my apartment and changed into a dress. Then I went to the plaza, which happened to be near the Imperial State Attorney General's office. I sent Lin Jindong a message and patiently waited for him at the coffee shop downstairs.

There weren't many people in the store. I was holding an Americano in my hand, but I didn't dare to drink it. I was just a little nervous.

Two months have passed, and who knows if Lin Jindong still remembers that he once tried to seduce me... And if I want to use him, the prerequisite is that he still has some feelings for me.

Since Jiang Zhao hates me associating with other men so much, the simplest way I chose was to provoke him. I also realized that simply getting along with men wasn't enough; Jiang Zhao wouldn't even notice them. I had to make him feel uneasy, to make him think at any moment that I might fall in love with one of them.

Last time, it was before I became the subject of the accusation. Is Lin Jindong willing to continue this time?

I gently bit my lip, worried that my lip makeup would smudge. I took a mirror out of my bag, but before I could even finish looking at myself, I saw someone walk up to me.

There are quite a few men in the neighborhood dressed in suits like him, but it's rare to see a man with his tall stature, handsome appearance, and sharp, cold demeanor.

I slowly put the mirror away and glanced at him sideways.

Lin Jindong lowered his eyes, stood there and stubbed out his cigarette, his posture somewhat casual. "You should spend this time on your agent. He'll try to get you exonerated, while my job is to get you in."

"Are you... willing to do that?" I asked cautiously.

Today I'm wearing a dress that really flatters my figure, showing off my collarbone and shoulders, with a very thin necklace around my neck. I looked up at him gently and said, "I just want to see you alone and tell you what you want to know."

Lin Jindong looked down at me, a slight smile playing on his lips, and asked, "Do you know what I want to know?"

I changed my posture, crossing my legs under my skirt. Lin Jindong glanced at me, but he probably already understood what was going on under my skirt. The coat he was draped over his arm fell onto my legs. "You're so bold, coming to see me dressed like this."

"...I thought you would feel bad because I left you and ran off with another man yesterday."

"A little bit, but..." Lin Jindong hummed in agreement, even picking up my coffee and slowly sipping it. He leaned slightly towards me and said, "You came to see me, it's not just because you wanted me to help you put on your underwear, is it?"

My face flushed instantly. Lin Jindong observed my helplessness, then simply lifted my chin with his hand, his voice tinged with sarcasm, "If you can't learn how those women flaunt their charms, don't waste your time trying. I don't like it."

"So what kind do you like?" I raised my hand and took his hand, tilting my head back slightly.

Lin Jindong curled his lips and spoke in a low, lazy voice.

"Get in my car."

Bang.

He closed the car door, and finally dropped his pretense, reaching out to hold my neck and kissing my lips. Before, I had only felt a restless desire, even thinking of myself as a woman who was naturally inclined to cheat, but now I took the initiative to hug him and kiss him back.

"Really no word..." Lin Jindong's voice lingered in my ears, and my ears burned slightly.

I thought for a moment, then put my arm around his shoulder and pressed my fingers against his sexy Adam's apple. "Brother... you'll know once you try."

I didn't think much about the name.

He was six years older than me, so it was only natural for me to call him brother, but his movements suddenly stopped.

Lin Jindong's previously somewhat languid expression suddenly sharpened. "You remembered?"

"What?" I was stunned.

[Author's Note]

Thank you everyone for comforting me.

Red envelopes have been sent to everyone. Please check your accounts.