Chapter 61 Teaching You from the Beginning

Seeing that it was almost time, Chen Jingyang's voice came down like thunder: "Was I wrong?"

A hoarse, trembling voice, filled with a chilling tremor, escaped from Zhang Pengfei's lips: "Wrong."

Wrong, wrong from beginning to end.

Chen Jingyang tilted his head back slightly and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He crouched down and grabbed Zhang Pengfei's chin: "Open your eyes!"

Zhang Pengfei opened his eyes, his pupils like peach petals frozen in ice.

"I'll say it again, think about your position, how you should say it."

"I was wrong." Zhang Pengfei's lips trembled, and two streams of hot tears fell silently.

Chen Jingyang's hand squeezed Zhang Pengfei's chin so hard it made a squeaking sound: "Remember this well, if you're not afraid of death, then go ahead and cause trouble! Hmm?"

Zhang Pengfei frowned in pain, his voice filled with despair: "Never again."

I no longer have to worry about him holding hands, kissing, or sleeping with any woman. He's lost all feeling for women...

Such a beautiful, radiant, and proactive woman couldn't even make his heart flutter. What face did he have to go and mess with other women?

Chen Jingyang released him.

Zhang Pengfei stood up dejectedly and staggered towards the bathroom.

Chen Jingyang opened his mouth, intending to say something (omitted here), but ultimately swallowed it back.

Zhang Pengfei showered for about half an hour and came out wearing a bathrobe.

Chen Jingyang looked at him and sneered, "Remember, from now on, you don't have that right here, nor do you have the right to stand and talk to me!"

Zhang Pengfei's face turned deathly pale instantly. He looked up at him in a daze, then looked at him timidly. Chen Jingyang felt a tingling sensation rush to the top of his head!

"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath, grabbed the water bottle, gulped down a mouthful of water, crossed his legs, and glared at Zhang Pengfei: "Didn't you understand?"

Zhang Pengfei understood and folded his bathrobe over his wrist!

Chen Jingyang gasped in surprise at his foolishness, rubbed his temples, and ordered, "Fold it up and put it aside."

Zhang Pengfei spread the bathrobe out on the ground, hopped around it like a little rabbit, folded it neatly like a book, and placed it beside his legs.

Chen Jingyang watched speechlessly, wanting to interrupt several times but not knowing how to speak, and finally let out a sigh.

Let's leave it at that for now. He's too slow; we'll have to teach him slowly!

He lit a cigarette and leaned back on the sofa: "Tell me about that little cauliflower, how did you two get in touch?"

Zhang Pengfei felt extremely uncomfortable, as if all his organs were squeezed together, like a shrunken steamed bun that hadn't been cooked properly.

What he didn't know was that Chen Jingyang was always very strict about posture; chest out, stomach in, and legs shoulder-width apart were the most basic requirements.

"She gave me a spare phone, and we used that to contact each other."

Chen Jing stretched out his hand: "Give it to me!"

Zhang Pengfei stood up again, walked over, opened his backpack, took out a white cell phone, and handed it to Chen Jingyang.

Chen Jingyang didn't answer, but slightly raised his eyelids and looked at him indifferently.

Zhang Pengfei was taken aback for a moment, then his brows furrowed. But he quickly understood and presented the gift to Chen Jingyang with both hands, almost saying, "Please, Your Majesty, understand."

Chen Jingyang exhaled a puff of smoke: "Let me teach you another rule: you are not allowed to leave without my order."

Zhang Pengfei bit his lip and replied softly, "I understand."

Chen Jingyang took the phone; it didn't have a password, and it unlocked with a single tap.

He first browsed through the chat history. It was alright. Although Xiaohuacai really wanted to flirt, it was clear that Zhang Pengfei was unmoved.

He flipped through the photo album again, saw a few photos of the two of them together, frowned, and deleted them. Not satisfied with deleting them, he formatted the phone.

He tossed the phone to Zhang Pengfei: "Is there anything else you need to explain?"

Zhang Pengfei was taken aback by the questions. He had only been dating Cai Minmin for a little over 20 days, they had only eaten together and kissed, and hadn't done anything else. His phone had also been checked. What else did he need to explain?

"there is none left."

Chen Jingyang threw the cigarette into the ashtray and lit another one: "Think it over carefully."

Zhang Pengfei thought about it seriously, even racking his brains, but he really couldn't think of anything else he hadn't explained.

"There really aren't any left!"

Just as he finished speaking, his phone suddenly rang. A rustling sound of wind carried a few birdsongs, giving the feeling of a refreshing morning breeze—this was his alarm clock, it was time to pick up Hua Hua!

Zhang Pengfei suddenly stood up, said to Chen Jingyang, "I have to go pick up Huahua!" and went to get dressed.

Chen Jingyang's lips curled into a chilling smirk as he watched him put on the clothes.

After tidying himself up, Zhang Pengfei walked towards the door, but then remembered he should say goodbye to Chen Jingyang. He pursed his lips, frowned, and thought for a long time, but couldn't think of what to say. Finally, he said, "I'm leaving now!"

But after taking only two steps, he suddenly remembered that the ring was still there. The ring was very light and thin, and he had almost gotten used to wearing it after wearing it for so long. He looked at Chen Jingyang anxiously and said, "Take this off for me!"

Chen Jingyang put the cigarette in his mouth, took a slow drag, and then exhaled calmly, looking at Zhang Pengfei indifferently: "What did I just say?"

Zhang Pengfei was stunned for a moment before realizing that Chen Jingyang... seemed different from before; his eyes were cold.

Chen Jingyang picked up the remote control from the table, looked at Zhang Pengfei and smiled. His smile was particularly handsome, but Zhang Pengfei was so startled by it that he felt a chill run down his spine.

He tapped it lightly with his finger.

Zhang Pengfei grunted and clenched his fists!

"Ugh...!" He couldn't stand up after just a few seconds!

It's just like the headband on Sun Wukong's head. As long as Chen Jingyang doesn't stop, he will be tortured forever!

Chen Jingyang squatted down and lifted a few strands of hair that were covering Zhang Pengfei's eyes: "Do you remember what I said now?"

Overwhelmed with grief, Zhang Pengfei bit his lip until it bled: "Chen Jingyang, please let me take Huahua home first, okay?"

Chen Jingyang looked at him expressionlessly: "Looks like you've forgotten everything! But it's okay, I don't mind teaching you from scratch."