Chapter 5 Encountering a Love Rival
I opened the bag and took out the items one by one. There was a simple white shirt with a small black bow at the collar and slightly loose cuffs. I recognized it as a new model this year, costing about fourteen thousand yuan.
The lower body is matched with an A-line skirt, which is made of Prada's signature suit fabric. The effect on the model is that it reaches the middle of the thigh, but I can wear it to the knee.
The jacket was a short, slim-fit pink blazer with a shiny little brooch pinned on the lapel.
At the bottom is a set of light pink lace underwear, which is very beautiful, but the bra is thin.
I pinched the cup of my bra and curled my lips, disliking how thin it was.
He seemed to see what I was thinking, and stroked his chin with his right hand and smiled, "If there's no cleavage, don't force it. Aren't thin underwear like this good? Why stuff it with so many sponges? Don't try to be fake. I don't mind your small size."
I couldn't help but get angry and blurt out, "Uncle, do we know each other well? Don't you think it's presumptuous of me to say that?"
"Aren't we familiar with each other?" He stood up and walked to my side, pinching my chin and lifting it up. "I thought we were already very familiar with each other after last night's emotional cultivation."
He narrowed his eyes and leaned closer to me, "Looks like I'll have to take extra classes more often."
After saying that, he reached out and untied the ties of my bathrobe, throwing it aside and saying, "Put on all your clothes and let me see them."
Forget it, he saw everything last night, and it would be hypocritical to be shy anymore.
I put on my clothes quickly and the size I chose was exactly right for me.
Looking at myself in the dressing mirror, this outfit must have cost at least 50,000 yuan. Even if I am stupid, I know that he is not a man who can be slept with for a thousand yuan.
"I have good taste. This outfit looks great on you. You can wear it to class." He looked very satisfied.
"You're not a professional in this field, are you?" I asked him carefully.
He laughed again. I noticed he was quite fond of laughing. "Are you saying I'm not professional enough?"
I knew he said that on purpose, but I still defended myself, "No, that's... quite professional. I mean, you have other work, right?"
"Well, 'that' is quite professional. I thought you were praising me." He came over and rubbed my head. "Of course I have a job. You can call me anytime if you need anything."
As he said that, he picked up my phone, dialed a number, and his phone rang.
"My name is Xiao Shiqiu. You can always come to me if you have any problems. You are lucky to have met me last night. What if you met a bad guy?"
His expression suddenly became a little fierce. "Don't go to the bar to look for men anymore. If I find out you do this again, I will catch you and beat you up!"
I stared with eyes wide open, a bit unable to believe it. Just now he was looking at me with such a doting face and buying me beautiful clothes, but how could he change his face so suddenly and start threatening me?
"Did you hear that?" He shook my shoulders.
"I heard...I heard it." I stammered.
Seeing that I agreed so honestly, he curled his lips and whispered in my ear, "Whenever you want to make up lessons, call me anytime."
Where's the hole in the ground? I really want to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
I didn't know what to say, but I figured I should say something, so I uttered, "So, is this a part-time job?"
He flicked my forehead and it hurt quite a bit. I wrinkled my nose and rubbed it, not wanting to say anything.
"Okay, I have a meeting later, so I really have to go. Let me take you back to University A first." He helped me pick up my bag and put his arm around me as we walked out.
"Do you know I'm from University A?" I looked up at him warily.
"You have a student ID in your bag, Xia Yimeng."
It's over, my vest fell off.
When I arrived at the hotel entrance, I saw the same extended black car from last night. This time I could see clearly that it was an extended version of the Phantom.
I gasped. The price of this car was more than enough to buy my dad's factory.
Oh my God, who on earth did I pay to sleep with?
In the end, I still didn't dare to ask. This guy had a very strong aura after putting on his clothes, which gave me an inexplicable sense of oppression.
I felt a little guilty and tried to stay aside to reduce my presence.
"Feeling guilty?" He let out a faint smile. "Weren't you quite courageous last night?"
Just see it, why say it out loud?
Don’t I have any face?
"Um...Uncle, just drop me off at the intersection." I said with a wry smile, "Your car is too eye-catching."
"I'm not 'that uncle', my name is Xiao Shiqiu. Remember that?" He patted my hands and spoke to me in the tone of a child, then lowered the partition and asked the driver to stop the car at the intersection.
I jumped out of the car as if I was running for my life. After taking a few steps, my cell phone rang and a text message popped up on the screen: Remember to come to me for extra lessons.
My face turned red, I turned around and glared at the car angrily, then quickly walked back to school.
Since it was Sunday, there were quite a lot of people downstairs in the dormitory, and many boys came over to ask the girls they liked to go out and play.
When I walked to the dormitory door, I saw Liang Zicheng. He was really different after hooking up with his rich second-generation girlfriend. He was now wearing all branded clothes, Armani tops and Hermes pants, but they were all out-of-season discounted models.
It seems that he hasn't had time to change his shoes yet. He is still wearing the pair of Adidas shoes I bought him before. He looks like a typical nouveau riche.
Seeing me staring at him coldly, Liang Zicheng said awkwardly: "Mengmeng, I'm here to wait for Tiantian."
He must be afraid that I would think he was looking for me.
Of course I knew he wasn't here waiting for me, because Xiao Tiantian had already come down from the stairs.
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