Su Wenqing's body stiffened slightly. Looking at Li Peiyu's short skirt, she thought to herself, "No wonder she can make men so infatuated with such a short skirt."
"Oh dear, what should I do? I'm going to find him in a little while." Su Wenqing looked anxious, her hands tightly clasped together, and a hint of panic in her eyes.
"Teacher Su, don't worry too much. You already look beautiful. You don't need to worry too much about clothes and other external things," Li Peiyu comforted her softly.
"Um, Peiyu, I'm so nervous, my heart is beating so fast. Can you cheer me on? Give me some strength." Su Wenqing looked at Li Peiyu with expectant eyes.
"Teacher Su, keep it up!" Li Peiyu forced a smile to encourage Su Wenqing.
"Then I'll go. I'll definitely tell you as soon as I have any good news." Su Wenqing took a deep breath, as if she had mustered up her courage.
“Okay.” Li Peiyu nodded. Watching Su Wenqing leave, her body went limp, and she sat blankly on the edge of the bed, feeling a complex and indescribable emotion.
Lu Yuzhi, Lu Yuzhi.
His face is all I can think about.
The night was quiet and still.
Su Wenqing walked to Lu Yuzhi's door and found it ajar.
So she gently pushed open the door, walked softly to Lu Yuzhi's bedside, and slowly lay down.
Lu Yuzhi had left the door open for Li Peiyu, but upon hearing the noise, he assumed it was Li Peiyu and felt a surge of joy.
Su Wenqing reached his hand over Lu Yuzhi's back; he was shirtless, his broad arms exposed.
Su Wenqing hesitated, then slowly slid her hand across his chest, her movements gentle and careful.
Lu Yuzhi's body trembled slightly. The image of Li Peiyu flashed through his mind; he missed her body terribly. During the many days they had been separated, he had suppressed his desires, living a life of abstinence.
Every night, he was tormented by his longing for Li Peiyu, and now this alluring touch was pushing his reason to the brink of collapse.
Lu Yuzhi could no longer control himself. He suddenly grabbed the hand that was resting on his chest, and as if bewitched, he rolled over and pressed himself against him with intense desire. His voice was deep and full of lust, "Little vixen, you've finally come."
But the feel of that hand was strange. The bones in that hand were too prominent, completely unlike Li Peiyu's smooth and warm hands, lacking that familiar delicacy and softness.
This strange sensation gave Lu Yuzhi a bad feeling. His body stiffened instantly, and the surging passion in his heart was instantly extinguished as if by a bucket of cold water.
Lu Yuzhi gritted his teeth, reached out, and turned on the desk lamp.
The dim, yellow light instantly filled the entire room, illuminating everything clearly.
His gaze was fixed on the person beneath him, who was not Li Peiyu but Su Wenqing.
Lu Yuzhi felt his mind go blank, and an indescribable anger and frustration spread rapidly in his heart.
He sat up abruptly, forcefully shaking off Su Wenqing's hand. His face turned incredibly gloomy, his eyes filled with anger and disgust. His voice was low and furious as he asked, "How did you end up here?"
"I, I..." Su Wenqing's voice trembled, "Yuzhi, let me keep you company." Her face was slightly flushed, and her eyes clearly revealed her longing for Lu Yuzhi.
She had clearly felt Lu Yuzhi's body burning hot. In her mind, he was a man, and he shouldn't refuse her advances.
However, Lu Yuzhi's voice was as cold as ice, "Get out." These two simple words struck Su Wenqing's heart like a heavy hammer.
Su Wenqing shook her head, slowly lowered her head, and began to unbutton her shirt. "Yuzhi, look at me. Although I can't compare to those young girls in terms of freshness, I'm not..."
She ultimately couldn't bring herself to say something like, "A middle-aged woman, still charming."
She, Su Wenqing, a highly respected teacher at a prestigious university, is a goddess in the hearts of countless people, yet now she is demeaning herself so much in front of Lu Yuzhi.
Su Wenqing's eyes were brimming with tears, which could roll down at any moment.
"Su Wenqing, do you know what you're doing? Wake up and get out," Lu Yuzhi said coldly again, his voice carrying an undeniable authority.
"No, Yuzhi, I've liked you for so many years, I..." Su Wenqing wrapped her arms around Lu Yuzhi's waist without hesitation.
Lu Yuzhi impatiently shook off her hand. "Su Wenqing, I only consider you a friend. Get out." His expression was cold and resolute.
"I don't want to," Su Wenqing shouted stubbornly.
“If you insist on doing this, we won’t even be able to be friends anymore.” Lu Yu’s voice was even lower.
"Why? What's wrong with me? I've been single for so many years because of you. I'm 38 years old now, I'm getting old soon." Su Wenqing's voice was full of grievance and resentment, and tears streamed down her face.
“It’s my fault, Su Wenqing. Don’t you know what the real me is like? Didn’t your brother tell you? I haven’t been idle all these years. I’ve had one woman after another. I’m a scumbag, not worth entrusting your life to.” Lu Yuzhi patiently persuaded Su Wenqing, thinking of their many years of friendship.
“Why waste your time on me?” Lu Yuzhi continued.
"So many women can do it, why can't I?" Su Wenqing's eyes were full of determination.
“Because you are my friend,” Lu Yuzhi replied briefly.
"I don't want to be your friend, I just want your love," Su Wenqing cried out.
"My love? I don't have that kind of thing?" Lu Yuzhi's eyes became empty.
"I love you. I can ignore you; you can do whatever you want outside. I'll take care of the house for you." Su Wenqing's words carried...
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuzhi's face flashed with surprise.
She actually dared to dream of becoming Mrs. Lu!
"Su Wenqing, you're going to stay home and take care of the house? You want to be Mrs. Lu?" Lu Yuzhi's voice was tinged with disbelief.
Su Wenqing's body trembled slightly, her eyes showing a hint of panic, but she quickly regained her resolve. "No, I don't want to be your wife, I don't want any title, I just want to stay with you."
"Would your brother agree to you becoming my mistress? The Su family has raised a female high achiever, a female PhD, would they allow you to become my mistress?" Lu Yuzhi's words were tinged with sarcasm and questioning.
Although the Su family cannot be called an aristocratic family, they are still a scholarly family that has always valued reputation and dignity. Such a disgraceful act is absolutely unacceptable.
Su Wenqing, as an outstanding talent carefully cultivated by the Su family, represents the image and reputation of the Su family with her every move.
Forcing her to become someone's lover is not only an insult to her personally, but also a desecration of the entire Su family.
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