Chapter 5, please don't do it here...
The windows of the understated yet luxurious black Bentley were fully rolled down.
Zhou Yingchen glanced at Wen Yu, his eyes slightly closed, his thick eyelashes casting a shadow on his lower eyelids.
The man leaned casually against the back of the chair, his profile appearing even more hardened in the morning light.
Wen Yu's heart tightened.
She unconsciously pulled her high-necked, thin knitted sweater tighter around her.
Zhou Shiye was unusually passionate last night, leaving several distinct lip prints on her soft skin.
Even though Wen Yu had covered her face with layers of finely textured concealer, she was still flustered.
At this moment, Assistant Chen, who was in the front passenger seat, opened the car door and got out. He approached Wen Yu with just the right amount of respect in his tone.
"Ms. Wen, Mr. Zhou just finished a transoceanic meeting and came directly from the airport. Please get in the car."
Wen Yu was slightly taken aback.
Did you come directly from the airport after finishing your transoceanic conference?
Looking at Zhou Yingchen again, apart from a lingering weariness in his eyes, the man still appeared calm and aloof.
Even the wrinkles in his suit were meticulously ironed, showing no signs of the weariness from his long journey.
So, Zhou Yingchen was busy all night and came straight here without even a moment's rest after landing?
Why?
Just for that one sentence she said last night, you're rewarding her?
At that moment, Wen Yu heard the suppressed excitement of the whispers around her.
"Wow, a Bentley! That car is so cool!"
"Who's that man inside? He's so handsome, judging from his profile."
"A Bentley? We have someone that rich at our school? Judging by his age, is he a teacher?"
"Isn't that Wen Yu from the Fine Arts Department? How does she know such a rich man?"
Because it was a weekday, there were many people coming and going at the school gate.
Naturally, the luxury car that seemed out of place on campus and the extraordinary man inside immediately attracted the attention of most of the students in class.
The whispers continued.
Some people even recognized Wen Yu.
This made Wen Yu feel extremely uncomfortable.
She wanted to escape.
Escape from here, escape from those mixed gazes that are filled with surprise, envy, or disdain.
What are you standing there for?
The man in the back seat didn't open his eyes, but his deep, authoritative voice reached Wen Yu's ears.
"Come up."
Clearly, Zhou Yingchen's patience had run out.
Wen Yu resigned herself to her fate and lowered her head.
She whispered to Assistant Chen, "Could you please open the trunk? I need to put my bicycle in there."
Although Wen Yu's bicycle was out of place in the trunk of this luxury car, she had no other choice.
"Yes, Miss Wen."
Assistant Chen respectfully placed the bicycle from Wen Yu's hands into the trunk.
Wen Yu took a deep breath, walked around to the other side of the car, opened the door, got in, and sat down to Zhou Yingchen's right.
The rear seats inside the car are spacious, the air conditioning is on full blast, and there's a certain indescribable, gentle, and cool fragrance in the air.
However, it was overshadowed by the cold and domineering aura emanating from Zhou Yingchen.
Wen Yu pressed herself tightly against the car window, trying to minimize her presence; her skin beneath the high-necked knit sweater looked even more taut.
She was afraid that if she wasn't careful, the man next to her, whose eyes were always sharp, would notice something amiss.
In contrast, Zhou Yingchen, the man, was leisurely resting with his eyes closed, seemingly indifferent to her presence.
He leaned back in his chair, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, a hint of weariness etched between his brows, but his tightly pursed lips and hard jawline revealed the absolute control of a person in a superior position.
He didn't even need to say anything; just sitting there was enough to terrify Wen Yu.
The car slowly started moving, merging into the gradually bustling traffic of the early morning.
The world outside the car window rushed past: the campus, breakfast stalls, students hurrying by...
As the car drove toward the Zhou Group building, Wen Yu's heart sank to the bottom.
She knew that Zhou Yingchen would demand the reward, with interest, from her later payment for the one he hadn't been able to deliver last night.
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Half an hour later, the car arrived at the Zhou Group office building.
Wen Yu followed Zhou Yingchen directly to the top-floor president's office of the Zhou Group.
The president's private elevator provides direct access.
The elevator doors opened, and there was a moment of stillness in the bustling CEO's office area outside.
In an instant, countless gazes, some bright and some dark, swept towards Wen Yu, but when they met Zhou Yingchen's cold and stern gaze, they quickly lowered their heads.
Wen Yu dared not even look up at anyone.
Zhou Yingchen slowly gripped Wen Yu's wrist and led her through the office area. After Assistant Chen pushed open the door to the president's office two steps ahead, he pulled Wen Yu inside.
Assistant Chen closed the door.
The next moment, before Wen Yu could even get a good look at the minimalist office interior, Zhou Yingchen scooped her up in his arms.
The man strode into the luxurious, soft bed in the en-suite lounge and threw her onto it.
Wen Yu was very flustered.
Zhou Yingchen bent down, ripped off his tie with one hand, and casually tossed it onto the expensive wool carpet.
The man's gaze was deep and intense, containing an irresistible darkness that Wen Yu knew well, as if suppressing an impending storm.
He pinched Wen Yu's chin and pressed a passionate kiss against hers.
"Big brother..."
Wen Yu became even more panicked after being kissed.
This isn't an apartment or a house; this is...
"What did you call me?"
The man's hoarse voice, hoarse from a sleepless night, held the restlessness of an impending storm.
Just then, the faint sound of anxious conversation could be heard outside.
"Is Mr. Zhou here? This document urgently needs his signature; it's for the merger this afternoon..."
Before the visitor could finish speaking, Assistant Chen, who was standing guard outside the door, calmly interrupted him.
"The president is busy right now. Please report any important matters later."
The word "busy" unexpectedly reached Wen Yu's ears.
The irony sent a shiver down her spine.
Here?
In his office?
Just a door away lies Zhou Yingchen's well-planned business empire, with his subordinates and clients who may arrive at any moment.
Wen Yu could imagine what the elite employees outside would think about what was happening behind the tightly closed CEO's office door.
Overwhelmed by shame, Wen Yu frantically grabbed the man's hand that had slipped inside her sweater.
"No, not here..."
Wen Yu's fingertips were icy cold with nervousness, her voice trembling uncontrollably as she choked out a soft plea, "Zhou Yingchen, you promised me you wouldn't let anyone know about our relationship..."
"Please don't do it here..."
Before he could finish speaking, something had angered Zhou Yingchen.
His eyes darkened.
Immediately, his hands did not stop, but instead intensified their actions, prying open her lips and teeth, and one hand even went directly inside.
The man's rough fingertips pressed firmly against Wen Yu's softest skin.
That's precisely the area with the most concentrated hickeys.
Wen Yu stared wide-eyed in horror.
She knew that, compared to here, it would be fatal if Zhou Yingchen discovered the marks on her body in the office.
Without time to think deeply, and unable to stop her any longer, Wen Yu disregarded her shame and mustered all her courage to cup Zhou Yingchen's face in her hands, clumsily deepening the kiss.
Her small tongue actively intertwined with hers, emitting a soft, alluring whimper.
Wen Yu's unexpectedly enthusiastic response made Zhou Yingchen pause in his actions.
Then, he felt Wen Yu take his hand, and her soft body clung to him like a vine.
Delicate and alluring.
Zhou Yingchen's breathing became noticeably heavier.
Wen Yu had never been so proactive before. Her lips and tongue were awkward yet she tried her best to please him, and she felt the soft touch under her palm.
The man's breath was hot.
Wen Yu felt weak and trembled.
But she clung to him relentlessly, blocking most of his view of her.
"Being so good today?"
The man whispered breathlessly in Wen Yu's ear.
In her confused and disoriented state, Wen Yu seemed to hear the man whisper something in her ear in a hoarse, suppressed voice.
"No one here will know..."
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Once everything had calmed down, Wen Yu curled up in the messy blankets, covering all the marks on her body.
She felt weak all over, as if her body had been disassembled and reassembled, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
Zhou Yingchen had already taken a shower and was standing by the bed with his back to her, slowly putting on his new shirt.
He buttoned up each button, restoring his aloof, ascetic, and meticulous demeanor as a ruler.
Just like the man who had lost control and tried to devour Wen Yu earlier, it was just a delusion in her confused mind.
Zhou Yingchen fastened his watch, took out a new tie that fit well from the drawer, came to the bedside, and handed the tie to Wen Yu, the meaning of which was self-evident.
Wen Yu carefully wrapped herself in the blanket and took the tie with trembling fingertips.
Upon seeing this, a faint, almost imperceptible smile crept across Zhou Yingchen's usually cold and stern lips.
"What haven't I seen before?"
"No need to cover it up."
Wen Yu didn't dare to answer. She tried her best to wrap herself up and knelt quietly on the bed, tilting her head back to help Zhou Yingchen tie his tie.
The man's burning gaze lingered on Wen Yu's lips. As she was tying her tie, he grabbed her chin, leaned down, and kissed her forcefully.
He successfully left an even redder mark on Wen Yu's already swollen lips, and the man's hot, languid, and husky voice rang in Wen Yu's ear.
Where are you planning to go by bike this morning?
Wen Yu's heart skipped a beat, and her fingers tightened around her tie.
She dared not tell Zhou Yingchen that her purpose in tutoring was to save up some money that was insignificant to him.
After hesitating for a moment, Wen Yu lowered her eyelashes, her long, thick lashes concealing the guilt in her eyes.
“One, a classmate’s younger sister.”
"She's not very good at math, and with the high school entrance exam just around the corner, she wants me to help her tutor her."
Wen Yu was telling the truth, but she didn't reveal her true purpose.
Zhou Yingchen paused in fastening his cufflinks.
He stared at Wen Yu again, his deep gaze lingering on her lowered head for a moment, as if he could see through her disguise.
However, Zhou Yingchen didn't press the matter further, only giving a faint "hmm~", it was impossible to tell whether he believed her or was too lazy to investigate.
Wen Yu's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but her palms were covered in cold sweat.
A moment later, Zhou Yingchen, dressed neatly, lingered on Wen Yu for a moment, and his hoarse voice returned to normal: "Tutor, let Chen Xu take you."
"No."
Wen Yu refused without even thinking: "I can do it myself."
She regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.
This refusal was too abrupt, as if it were a deliberate attempt to distance oneself from Zhou Yingchen.
Zhou Yingchen, however, continued adjusting his cuffs.
He raised his eyes, his deep gaze falling on Wen Yu's face.
Wen Yu's heartbeat instantly went out of control.
She forced herself to calmly meet Zhou Yingchen's gaze, trying to maintain her composure, and explained in a soft voice, "What I mean is, Assistant Chen is very busy, and the journey is not far, I can manage by myself... Please, Assistant Chen, take me to the school gate."
Zhou Yingchen did not respond.
A brief, suffocating silence fell over the lounge.
A moment later, the man leaned down again, bringing his eyes level with Wen Yu's.
It was as if she could see through the undercurrents beneath her calm surface.
Wen Yu felt flustered.
She pressed her lips tightly together until her swollen lips were marked with pale lines.
The next moment, the man grabbed her chin and kissed her forcefully.
Without saying another word, he turned and left the lounge.
The door was closed.
Wen Yu looked in the direction Zhou Yingchen had left, and her tense shoulders finally relaxed.
I glanced at the time on my phone; an hour had already passed since the agreed-upon tutoring time.
Wen Yu hurriedly put on her clothes and left the lounge.
Assistant Chen drove Wen Yu to the school gate.
After nodding respectfully, he drove back to the company.
Stepping back into the CEO's office, the air felt icy and still.
Assistant Chen stood with his head bowed, three steps away from the sofa, even deliberately keeping his breathing soft.
On the sofa, Zhou Yingchen leaned back seemingly relaxed, a financial newspaper spread out between his slender fingers.
"check."
A single word made Assistant Chen's back straighten instantly.
"Find out all of Wen Yu's recent whereabouts."
Zhou Yingchen's gaze remained fixed on the financial section of the newspaper, his tone as indifferent as if he were discussing the weather: "I need to know every single person they've met, every single place they've been."
"Yes, Mr. Zhou."
Assistant Chen responded without hesitation and then quietly withdrew.
Zhou Yingchen was the only one left in the huge office.
He slowly closed the newspaper and casually placed it on the expensive rosewood coffee table.
He then got up, walked to a floor-to-ceiling window, and put one hand in his pocket.
Outside the window, the scorching morning sun bathed the entire city.
Towering buildings and a constant flow of traffic create a bustling yet orderly scene at his feet.
But Zhou Yingchen's eyes held a dark depth that clashed with the brightness.
Wen Yu was excessively compliant and overly enthusiastic today; every gesture she made seemed meticulously calculated.
She was completely different from her usual weak, tearful resistance.
The man's deep gaze swept across the crisscrossing streets below.
It was as cold as being immersed in a deep pool, exuding a strong sense of chill.
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