Chapter 13 A Man's Sense of Achievement

To be honest, Chen Jingyang has been incredibly kind to him over the past month or so.

Whether she treated him like a dog or a human being, she was both gentle and considerate, providing him with full financial support and immense emotional care.

Qin Xiaofang was also very gentle, supportive and caring towards him, but the nature of her actions was completely different.

In front of Qin Xiaofang, he was the mainstay. He had to stand firm at all times. Qin Xiaofang's support did not mean that he could waver in the slightest!

He had to bear all the hardships himself. Just because Qin Xiaofang shared some of the burden didn't mean he could relax even a little bit!

He needs to be worthy of this woman's sacrifices and repay her many times over.

But in front of Chen Jingyang, he could hand over all his burdens and even lie down if he wanted to!

Chen Jingyang's experience, connections, and even way of thinking are beyond his reach, which makes him want to be his equal.

For Chen Jingyang, it seems that as long as a person is alive, there is nothing to worry about, which is why he dares to be full of confidence in his mother's future.

Under Chen Jingyang's persistent and tender advances, he couldn't help but lower his guard and even experienced a bit of pleasure in their recent intimate encounters!

However, Chen Jingyang undoubtedly gave him a wake-up call today—Chen Jingyang gave him a nuclear bomb wrapped in sugar, and once he held it in his arms, he would only be blown to pieces!

Zhang Pengfei, lying on the ground like a doll, presented an unexpected, broken beauty. Chen Jingyang stared at him quietly for a while, then suddenly scoffed, "What, are you feeling wronged?"

Zhang Pengfei opened his eyes, glanced at him expressionlessly, silently got up and went to the bathroom, tore open a disposable toothbrush, and turned on the tap to rinse his mouth.

Then I shoved the toothbrush into my mouth and started brushing, bit by bit, hard and heavy, like scrubbing a rusty pot with a steel wool pad, until a layer of blood foam rose in my mouth and I didn’t stop!

This is the scene Chen Jingyang saw when he stood at the bathroom door: Zhang Pengfei seemed to be about to slowly torture him to death with a toothbrush!

"Damn it, you're insane!"

He rushed in, snatched the toothbrush, threw it away, and slapped Zhang Pengfei across the face: "Calm down! What's the big deal!"

Zhang Pengfei's head was knocked to one side, and it took him a long time to lift his eyelids. As if he had come back to his senses, his wet eyelashes trembled, like reeds wet with rain, both resilient and fragile: "What's the big deal? You try it, damn it!"

Chen Jingyang frowned suddenly. As soon as Zhang Pengfei spoke, blood almost gushed out of his mouth, dripping or splashing onto his clothes like fallen petals.

"Damn it!" Chen Jingyang scratched his head and gritted his teeth, "Fine, I'll give it a try! I'll show you right now. Don't you know your own skill level? You still have the nerve to complain!"

Although Chen Jingyang had never done it before, he had many medical examinations and felt that if he were to do it, he would definitely do it better than Zhang Pengfei!

Zhang Pengfei's eyes widened suddenly, and a tear, which had just peeked out, fell from mid-air before it could fully gather its strength: "You, are you serious?"

"When have I ever lied!"

It was as if a huge bell had been placed inside Zhang Pengfei's head by someone, and then it struck with a "clang," making Zhang Pengfei see stars!

He involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of blood, and after a brief moment of stunned silence, as if afraid that Chen Jingyang would regret it, he said, "Then, then... you do it!"

Chen Jingyang rolled his eyes at him and sneered, "Look at you, so pathetic!"

Although Zhang Pengfei had dated girlfriends before, his relationship with Qin Xiaofang was purely platonic. They would only hold hands and kiss at most, and never took anything further.

After hanging out with Chen Jingyang, most of the time he was the one screaming in pain, while Chen Jingyang was overjoyed. So he had never experienced anything like this before!

Even without talking about anything, just looking at Chen Jingyang made his heart race with excitement and his blood boil!

That's Chen Jingyang!

A young nobleman admired by thousands and respected by tens of thousands, and a master who bosses him around from a high position!

He suddenly seemed to understand Chen Jingyang a little bit!

But before he could even process what he had just heard, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Chen Jingyang in a panic.

Chen Jingyang raised his head, his deep eyes revealing neither joy nor anger, and suddenly pressed his lips against his!

Zhang Pengfei didn't have time to react, "Ugh...!"

Then came another earth-shaking kiss.

"Pfft...!" After the kiss, Zhang Pengfei was pulled out of the water as if he was about to drown, and he desperately opened his mouth to breathe.

Chen Jingyang, only slightly out of breath, smiled and asked him, "How are you?"

Zhang Pengfei's face flushed crimson in an instant, and she snapped, "You madman!"

Chen Jingyang chuckled and scoffed, sitting back on the sofa, lighting a cigarette, crossing his legs, instantly transforming into a refined and aristocratic young master: "So, what have you been up to?"

"I... have a private tutor."

After being served so sincerely by Chen Jingyang, Zhang Pengfei felt a little guilty.

Originally, Chen Jingyang made it clear from the beginning that he was indeed committing the crime against the wind, so he was a little hesitant to confess.

Chen Jingyang slowly exhaled a puff of smoke: "Why? Isn't the money I'm given enough to spend?"

"No! No!" Zhang Pengfei hurriedly denied. Chen Jingyang had given him a black card; how could it not be enough? It's just that he really didn't want to spend Chen Jingyang's money on everything. It wasn't a matter of whether he had enough money or not!

Zhang Pengfei scratched his head, unsure how to explain: "I just... felt too bored, and that student's parent had been very nice to me before, and her sister happens to live in our neighborhood, so I thought, well, I'm just killing time anyway..."

"Free time?" Chen Jingyang's voice was deep and pleasant, but it sent chills down Zhang Pengfei's spine. "That's right, once a week, it is indeed quite free time."

"No! No!" Zhang Pengfei's buttocks tightened involuntarily, and he quickly corrected himself: "It's mainly because the pay is good, 200 yuan an hour, and you only have to work for 2 hours a day, so I thought it would be nice to help out."

Chen Jingyang was a little confused: "Didn't you say you had enough money? Why do you need to earn these pittances?"

"I..." Zhang Pengfei stammered. Chen Jingyang was right. He worked hard for a month, but the money he earned wasn't even enough for Chen Jingyang to have a meal in the Cloud Steps Moon Land!

But it was these small sums of money, which seemed insignificant to Chen Jingyang, that fueled his sense of accomplishment as a man—money he earned through his own abilities!