Coercion Diary

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Foreword:
Due to criticism of the abrupt ending of the previous story, which felt like I ended it just for the sake of ending, I was forced to immediately devise a sequel to fill the author's dissatisfaction. Of course, "a
promising start but a disappointing ending" is actually a compliment, at least it shows that my story had a "promising" beginning. The plot of this story picks up right after the ending of the previous one, but it's the beginning of a new story. The characters will reappear from the previous story, with new characters gradually being introduced later.
Before reading this story, I suggest reading the previous one, "The Homeless Man's Coercion," to understand the characters' traits and the development of the previous plot. However, it's okay if you don't read it, since this is the beginning of a new story. (Actually, it's because the previous story was my debut work, and the writing is rough, so I'm avoiding making a fool of myself, hehe.)
However, due to the rushed conception and the immature main plot framework, the update speed can no longer be as fast as once every three days. Please forgive me. Also, because this is a new idea, and my imagination is limited, I'm brainstorming here. If you have any plot points or training methods you'd like to see, please leave a message or text message and I'll add them accordingly (no blood or feces, focus on mental humiliation).
Synopsis: A homeless man named A-Jian accidentally finds something on Jing-Min, a third-year university student, and becomes a security guard at the school. He threatens Jing-Min for a long time and also gets involved with her roommate, Yi-Ting. Finally, he is sentenced to death after being exposed by his colleague, Qiang-Ge.
Genre: Humiliation, Coercion, Exhibitionism, Rape, Cuckoldry (but not angst).
Character Introductions:
Cai Jing-Min: A third-year university student, emotional, weak, and a homebody.
Zhao Yi-Ting: The student council president, Jing-Min's roommate, outwardly strong but inwardly weak, confident, slightly arrogant, but doesn't look down on anyone, almost perfect. Xu
Run-Dong: Jing-Min's boyfriend, an ordinary young man.
Pan Jia: Yi Ting's boyfriend, a shy and timid loser. Qiang Ge: the person who rescued the female protagonist from the fire in the previous article. Jing Min is very grateful to him. At the same time, after the "nude photos" used as a threat in the previous article were blocked in A Jian's email, only one nude photo remained, which was stored in Qiang Ge's computer.
New characters will not be introduced for the time being.
ps: Considering that some people have not read the previous article, this article will still make a simple portrayal of the old characters.
There is no sex in this chapter. The main plot of 10,000 words will be read slowly.

(1)
Today is Saturday, the second day after A Jian was sentenced.
Jing Min woke up naturally, and it was already nine o'clock in the morning. Jing Min felt very relaxed. She had not slept so comfortably in a long time. The moment she opened her eyes, she was smiling.
It seems that some expert has studied and said that whether a person is really happy can be known by looking at his expression when he wakes up in the morning.
Jing Min looked at the ceiling and felt like she had a dream, a very long dream. She was very happy because things had finally come to an end.
"Jingmin, you're awake." A girl with a single ponytail said with a smile in the dormitory. This girl's eyes and smile were very sincere.
"Yiting, hello." Jingmin smiled.
"You've changed."
"Huh?" Jingmin looked puzzled.
"You've finally learned to smile." Yiting said. It seemed that she had seen through Jingmin's previous fake smiles.
"Aren't you the same?" Jingmin retorted with a smile.
The two of them looked at each other and laughed.
After that incident, they could be said to have gone through thick and thin together, and their relationship had risen several levels, closer than sisters.
"Where are Xiaoqing and Jiajie?" Jingmin asked.
"They went home early." "
Why aren't you going back? There are no classes for the next few days." Due to the approaching exams, most subjects had been suspended.
"I just wanted to see you first. Aren't you lonely if I leave?" Yiting said.
"You haven't fallen in love with me, have you?" Jingmin laughed.
Yiting's expression suddenly became serious.
Seeing this, Jingmin's expression also disappeared, and she looked at Yiting in surprise. Yiting looked at Jingmin, slowly walked over, and cupped Jingmin's chin in her hands.
"You... what do you want to do..." Jingmin stared wide-eyed at the serious Yiting.
Yiting slightly parted her lips and leaned in to kiss Jingmin's.
Jingmin blushed, turning her face slightly to the side, not daring to look directly at Yiting.
Yiting brushed Jingmin's cascading long hair behind her ear, revealing her alluring profile.
"Thump, thump," Jingmin's heart was pounding.
"I like men, okay?" Yiting suddenly said.
Damn it!
Jingmin knew Yiting was playing with her, frowning and pouting as she stared at Yiting.
"Outrageous! You like playing around, huh! I'll play along!" Jingmin said angrily, taking the initiative and grabbing Yiting's chin.
Holding Yiting's chin, Jingmin kissed her without hesitation!
"Mmm...!" Yiting was startled by the sudden attack, her eyes widening.
Jingmin kissed Yiting's small lips tightly, their four pink lips pressed together.
Yiting grabbed Jingmin's wrist and pushed her away.
"Ha...huff..." Yiting took a deep breath, looking at Jingmin, her right hand clenched into a small fist and pressed against her lips.
"I'm not playing anymore~ I surrender~" Yiting said.
Usually, Jingmin and Yiting were very polite and reserved, their words and actions very elegant. Even when they played in private, they would only make lighthearted jokes and never actually hurt each other. But this time they were playing so wildly, it seemed they were really happy, and their relationship had become much closer.
"Have you had breakfast?" Yiting asked.
"I think you've got a problem with your brain, Zhao Yiting. I just got up."
"Then let's go, I haven't eaten either." Yiting said.
"Wait, I'll brush my teeth and wash my face first."
"...Yeah! You haven't brushed your teeth yet! And you still kissed me!...Don't run away!"……………… "Hey, where are you going? The cafeteria is over there." Jingmin said.
"Let's go out to eat. It's already 9:30. Is there still anything left in the cafeteria?"
"Oh." They walked towards the school gate.
As they passed the school gate, they saw Qiang Ge on duty.
"Good morning, Qiang Ge." Jingmin smiled politely.
"Ah, it's Amin. Good morning." Qiang Ge smiled at Jingmin. Then he looked at Yiting next door.
Although Yiting didn't recognize Qiang Ge, she smiled and nodded at him. After all, he was the one who rescued her and Jingmin.
Qiang Ge saw Yiting in person and couldn't help but swallow. He had even masturbated to her picture last night. Qiang Ge felt really embarrassed.
Qiang Ge returned to reality and casually asked, "Going shopping?"
"You could say that, haha." Jingmin laughed.
"Then I won't bother you anymore. Bye-bye." Qiang Ge said.
"Okay, bye-bye."... Yiting and Jingmin found a small restaurant and sat down. They each ordered a bowl of porridge.
"Jingmin." Yiting suddenly said.
"?" Jingmin looked surprised.
"Why are you so foolish..." Yiting found out that Jingmin had offered herself to Ajian in order to stop him from harassing her.
"Let's not talk about the past... Anyway, everything's fine now," Jingmin said.
"Thank you."
"Yeah."
"By the way, there are still a few days until the next exam. Are you going back?" Yiting asked.
"I'll wait until the holiday to go back. I haven't been back for so long anyway, what's another ten days?"
"Okay, then I won't have to stay in the dorm alone."
"Aren't you going back either?" Jingmin asked.
"Do you think I'm like the three of you... It only takes an hour or two to get home. My home is too far away. Like you said, what's another ten days?"
"What about Pan Jia?"
"He's here too. He has his exam tomorrow."
"Oh."
"What about your Rundong?"
"Him... He sneaks home as soon as he has a break," Jingmin said.
"Uh..."
"Oh, right, I'm leaving now after I finish eating. I have a meeting later," Yiting said.
...In a classroom.
"Why isn't Sister Yiting here yet!" Wenliang asked.
"Yeah, she's usually very punctual!" A dozen boys and girls chattered.
"Hey Pan Jia, why isn't your sister-in-law here yet?"
"Ah, I..." Pan Jia was speechless; he didn't know either.
"Coming, coming! Sister Yiting is here!" another girl called out.
A girl with a long ponytail walked past the window with a document in her hand and entered through the front door of the classroom.
"Sorry, I'm late," Yiting said calmly.
If it were anyone else, these mischievous monkeys would definitely have demanded punishment for being late, but seeing President Zhao enter, the noise naturally stopped, as if an invisible pressure had driven them to quiet down.
"This should be everyone's last gathering this semester. Let's summarize the work of this semester.
Each department should summarize first. Pan Jia, you go first," Yiting said.
"Okay," Pan Jia stood up.
"Sister Yiting, I need to go to the restroom first," A Xiang said. He was no longer in the mood to face them, but not coming would seem disrespectful. He had only come out of conscience, and now he was using the excuse of going to the restroom to escape for as long as possible. "
Go ahead. Pan Jia, continue," Yiting said.
...The Academic Affairs Office.
"Uncle." A stylishly dressed, handsome young man walked in.
"What's wrong, Xiangzi?" The man sitting at the desk looked over.
This man was a bit overweight, with an oily face, unusually thick lips, and a large belly, looking extremely sleazy. A name tag hung around his neck, reading "Director of Academic Affairs, Zhang Zhong, 37 years old.
" "I'm heartbroken," Xiangzi said.
Xiangzi was a student council member who had always secretly loved the president, Yiting. Actually, it wasn't exactly a secret crush; it was more like an open crush, as he had always been very proactive in pursuing her. He believed that he was handsome and rich, and with his uncle being the director of academic affairs, there was no girl he couldn't get. But he hadn't expected Yiting to be so uninterested. Yiting had no interest in those stylish, smooth-talking playboys. Now that Xiangzi saw that Yiting had chosen the introverted and poor Pan Jia, of course he was heartbroken.
"Huh? When did you start dating?" Zhang Zhong asked.
"I'm not in a relationship... I've been pursuing Yiting, but who knew she'd get together with Pan Jia!" A-Xiang said.
"Pan Jia...? Oh, is that the one from the student union's life department?" Zhang Zhong remembered. Zhang Zhong was the dean of academic affairs and often interacted with Yiting, but Pan Jia was just a minor character... he had to think to remember her.
"Hmm..." A-Xiang said unhappily.
"What do I lack compared to him! I can't believe it! He's poor and introverted, he barely talks to anyone, I really don't know what Yiting likes about him!" A-Xiang said excitedly again.
"Xiang-zai, don't be like that, relationships between men and women are hard to predict, you should focus on your studies right now..."
"Hey, Uncle, you're saying this again, which college student doesn't date these days!"
"Then why do you insist on Yiting when you're so good at dating?" Zhang Zhong asked. Actually, Zhang Zhong was just asking a question he already knew the answer to. From his interactions with Yiting, he knew that girls with Yiting's temperament weren't something you could just find anywhere. No matter how elegantly and beautifully an ordinary girl dressed, she would pale in comparison standing next to her. Zhang Zhong himself had wanted to sleep with her for a long time.
"You don't understand, Uncle," A Xiang said.
"Are they close?" Zhang Zhong asked.
"Of course! Although they've only just started dating, they already have a good working relationship. I bet they hit it off as soon as there was a spark! I even saw them kissing, damn it!"
"Xiangzi, don't get hung up on this. Focus on your studies..."
"Oh, Uncle, here you go again. I'm leaving, sigh!" A Xiang said and walked out without looking back.
Close relationship, huh... Heh. Zhang Zhong thought.
...A Xiang wandered around for a while and then returned to the classroom.
"Also, we need to prepare for welcoming the new students next semester. Come back a week before school starts to get ready! Have
a happy summer vacation, everyone, good luck!" Yi Ting said, making a fist-up gesture to cheer everyone on.
"Yeah! Good luck, Yi Ting!"
"Yeah! President Zhao!" The audience cheered. Then everyone started to disperse, with A Xiang being the fastest to leave.
"Yi Ting, let's go eat," Pan Jia said.
"Okay, I'll call Jingmin." Yiting took out her phone.
The phone rang as soon as she took it out.
"Director Zhang," the screen displayed.
"Hello? Director Zhang?" Yiting answered the phone.
"Zhao Yiting, come to my office after the meeting."
"Okay, it just finished, I'll be right there."
"What's wrong?" Pan Jia asked.
"Director Zhang wants me to go to his office."
"Oh, I'll go with you."
"Okay." ...Upon arriving at the office.
"I'll wait for you outside," Pan Jia said.
"Okay." Then Yiting knocked on the door.
"Come in," Director Zhang said.
Yiting pushed open the office door, and a blast of cold air blew out. After entering, because the office had air conditioning, she closed the door. Pan Jia couldn't see anything from outside and could only wait silently in the corridor.
When Zhang Zhong saw Yiting enter, his heart skipped a beat, and his penis hardened, but the experienced man showed no expression on his face.
Yiting wore a long ponytail that reached almost to her waist, a blue and white plaid shirt, and dark blue jeans, holding a blue folder in her hand. Her slightly androgynous attire couldn't hide her femininity; she looked like a cool, confident girl. Yiting wasn't dressed provocatively, but Zhang Zhong's penis created a small tent in his trousers, and he immediately leaned forward, afraid Yiting would notice.
Since it was the weekend, the other teacher in the office was off, and only Zhang Zhong was there.
"Sit," Zhang Zhong, sitting behind his desk, pulled a chair next to him, gesturing for Yiting to sit down.
"Thank you, Director Zhang." Yiting sat down.
"How was the meeting?" Zhang Zhong asked.
"Hmm...it went well. We summarized the work of this semester and are also planning to welcome the new students next semester," Yiting said.
"Oh...that's good." Zhang Zhong picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.
"Did Director Zhang call me here just to ask about this?"
"Um...it's like this, I heard you and that Pan Jia have started dating, is that right?"
"...Yes." Yiting said softly.
"It's normal for college students to date, but I hope it doesn't affect their studies and work."
"Yes, I know, Director Zhang."
"Oops!"
"Ah!" Suddenly, Zhang Zhong "accidentally" spilled the tea in his hand, wetting Yiting's thigh!
"I'm so sorry! Let me wipe it for you." Zhang Zhong immediately pulled out a tissue and wiped Yiting's thigh!
But as soon as he touched Yiting's jeans, he was disappointed. Damn it! Those thick pants, I couldn't even feel them. I should have poured them on her chest!
"It's alright, I can do it myself." Yiting realized that Director Zhang seemed to have ulterior motives, so she immediately pulled her leg back and wiped herself with a tissue.
"Ah, I'm really sorry."
"It's okay. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first." Yiting stood up.
"Okay, you can go back." Zhang Zhong said.
Damn! So alert! He thought.
Why would Director Zhang be like this? He's usually so polite. Am I overthinking it? Yiting thought.
"Come back to the dormitory with me first, I need to change my pants. They got wet from the tea." Yiting said to Pan Jia.
"Okay." ...That evening.
Xiaoqing and Jiajie were not there, only Jingmin and Yiting were in the dormitory.
"I'm going to take a shower first... Why are you staring at me like that?" Yiting noticed that Jingmin was staring at her intently.
"Let's shower together." Jingmin said.
"Are you kidding me?" Yiting said.
Jingmin picked up her towel and a change of underwear and stood up.
"Who's kidding you?" Jingmin said seriously.
"This...you want to shower first, right? It's okay, you go ahead." Yiting put down her towel.
"Together." Jingmin walked over and grabbed Yiting's wrist.
"Hey, hey, hey...what are you doing?" Yiting was forcibly pulled into the bathroom.
"Bang!" The bathroom door slammed shut, leaving Jingmin and Yiting standing in the less than 5-square-meter bathroom.
"You...what do you want to do?" Yiting said.
"I want to see your body." Jingmin snatched Yiting's towel and hung it on the wall. Then she moved closer to Yiting.
Seeing Jingmin getting closer and closer, Yiting couldn't help but take two steps back, but the bathroom was too small, and Yiting quickly leaned against the wall behind her.
Seeing that Yiting had nowhere to retreat, Jingmin took the opportunity to press her against the wall.
"You...what do you want to do..." Yiting's face turned slightly red.
Jingmin reached behind Yiting's head and untied the rubber band that tied her ponytail. Yiting's hair fell down.
Yiting's face turned even redder, and her breathing quickened, causing her chest to rise and fall.
Jingmin glanced at Yiting's heaving chest, then looked at Yiting again, and moved her lips closer.
"No..." Yiting murmured, then turned her head to the side.
Jingmin brought her lips to the corner of Yiting's mouth and kissed her.
"Mmm..." Yiting's whole body tensed up.
Jingmin also turned her head to a different angle, slightly opening her mouth to cover Yiting's small lips.
Yiting shyly closed her eyes, her chest heaving nervously. Jingmin's lips and face were clean, and she didn't feel disgusted, so she didn't resist.
Jingmin gently sucked on Yiting's small mouth, slowly pulling her head back.
Jingmin's heart was pounding, and she didn't know why she had suddenly done this. Had she become a lesbian...? Or was it just an emotional release towards her sister...? She asked herself.
But the excitement made her not have time to think about these questions, and she stuck out her tongue, trying to pry open Yiting's tightly closed lips.
Yiting felt Jingmin's movement and slightly opened her eyes. Through a hazy vision, she saw Jingmin kissing her with her eyes closed. She resisted Jingmin's advances, but for some reason, she always felt weak and powerless when controlled, and since it was her best friend this time, she didn't refuse.
Yiting's chin opened slightly, and Jingmin's fragrant tongue had already entered her mouth.
Yiting also felt inexplicably excited, and extended her tongue to intertwine with Jingmin's.
"Mmm..." The two fragrant tongues overlapped, circling each other, and saliva secretly overflowed from the corner of Yiting's mouth.
The wet kiss lasted for half a minute before Jingmin released Yiting's small lips.
"Ha...ha...ha..." Yiting relaxed and took a deep breath, secretly glancing at Jingmin out of the corner of her eye.
The tension hadn't subsided when Jingmin grabbed her collar with both hands and unbuttoned the top button. An alluring opening appeared from the collar, leading to that desirable foot of the mountain.
"Ah..." Yiting unconsciously grabbed her collar and pushed Jingmin's jade hands away.
"You go first!" Yiting said.
Jingmin lifted her t-shirt and pulled it off in one go, revealing a white bra. Her long, waist-length black hair was scattered across her chest, shoulders, and back.
"Your turn," Jingmin said.
Wow… Yiting looked at Jingmin's nearly D-cup breasts and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. She felt a little embarrassed, as she was a cup smaller.
Seeing Yiting's shy hesitation, Jingmin reached for her plaid shirt again and unbuttoned the second button. This time, Yiting didn't resist; she just blushed and lowered her head like a shy little bird. As the second button was undone, a small section of her light blue bra was vaguely visible.
The third, the fourth… until all the buttons were undone, a curved slit appeared in the middle of Yiting's clothes, revealing the fair skin underneath.
Jingmin pulled the hem of Yiting's plaid shirt out of her jeans, and the entire shirt was free. Jingmin slowly pulled it open from the collar to the shoulders, peeling it off completely! Yiting's snow-white upper body was completely exposed! Only a light blue bra covered her breasts and two sexy shoulder straps.
Despite the bra, a third of her snow-white breasts were still visible, and judging by appearance, they were probably a little larger than a B, almost a C cup.
Yiting didn't make a sound, but her face was already as red as a tomato, and her hands were crossed in front of her chest.
Jingmin threw the shirt into the bucket and then used both hands to unbuckle Yiting's belt.
This time, Yiting didn't resist and let Jingmin unbuckle her belt. Jingmin unbuckled the belt and buttons and pulled down the zipper. From the opening of the waistband, light blue panties could be seen inside, which seemed to match the bra. Jingmin
pulled the jeans all the way down, and her snow-white, slender legs were put together, smooth and flawless, her skin like a peeled egg. Jingmin lifted Yiting's legs one by one and threw the jeans into the bucket as well.
Jingmin took off her pants as well, and the two beautiful women, dressed only in their underwear, stood face to face in the bathroom. Yiting crossed her arms over her waist, her head bowed shyly.
Jingmin took Yiting's shoulders and pulled her into her arms, their breasts pressed tightly together through their bras. Jingmin reached behind Yiting and snapped off the light blue bra.
The bra, now unrestrained, came undone, and Jingmin easily pulled it down by the straps. She pushed Yiting away, and without the pressure of her breasts, the bra came off easily.
"Ah…" Yiting gasped, clutching her chest to cover her nipples. The bra still clung to her wrists.
Jingmin turned on the shower and sprayed water onto Yiting's chest, wetting her breasts, wrists, and the light blue bra. Water droplets covered Yiting's breasts, some even trickling down her cleavage.
"So beautiful...don't block it." Jingmin grabbed Yiting's wrist and slowly pulled back the curtain... In another dormitory.
"Come on, let's review!"
"Yeah, gaming is the priority!"
"It's the same whether you review or not!" The three roommates encouraged Pan Jia.
"But the exam is tomorrow..." Pan Jia hesitated.
"What's there to be afraid of in an exam? Just cheat a little and you'll pass."
"Yeah, you're not applying for a scholarship, just passing is enough, what's there to be afraid of?"
"Uh...okay then." Pan Jia had no choice but to play along.
Pan Jia wouldn't cheat, because he was usually quite diligent and had a basic understanding of the textbook knowledge, so he could pass without cheating.
They were so enthusiastic, so he might as well play along...at worst, he could just retake the exam if he failed...Pan Jia thought.
...Qiang Ge was tossing and turning.
He had just finished secretly looking at Jingmin and Yiting's nude photos again. Since A Jian's email was blocked, these pictures were practically extinct, and only he possessed them in the world. He originally intended to delete them after just one look, but his conscience couldn't overcome his desire, and they remained until now. Like a loser trying to quit masturbation, he wanted to delete all the treasures on his hard drive, but couldn't bring himself to do it.
Every time he looked at Jingmin's pictures, he felt extremely uncomfortable, remembering Jingmin's snow-white, soft breasts from that night, and he wanted to have sex with her.
But he was an upright man, very upright. He could control himself and knew how to redirect this desire.
"What's wrong, Qiang? Why are you moving around?" Qiang's wife asked from the next room.
"Wife, I want…" Qiang hugged his wife's waist.
"You… you were just here the day before yesterday, and you want it again so soon… Do you think we're still eighteen or twenty-two years old?" Qiang's wife said.
Indeed, his wife's body, which he had been with for over twenty years, was impossible to look away from. Thinking of Jingmin's delicate and alluring body, Qiang lost interest in his wife again and could only drift off to sleep with his desire burning… The next day.
"Damn it! What kind of ridiculous exam is this, having to schedule it during the first two periods in the morning? Can't a person get any sleep?!" Pan Jia's roommate, Xiao Fu, yelled.
Pan Jia was woken by Xiao Fu's noise and slightly opened his eyes. Pan Jia turned on his phone on the bedside table and checked the time.
"Ding-dong," a WeChat message popped up.
"Yi Ting: Good luck on the exam!" Pan Jia smiled sweetly; Yi Ting was up so early to cheer him on.
"Hey! Get up, it's exam time! Hey, hey!" Xiao Fu shouted.
Pan Jia and his two other roommates lazily got up.
...Inside the exam room.
All the students were diligently working on the questions. Pan Jia was no exception. He sat by the window near the corridor. Teachers would occasionally walk by outside, but Pan Jia wasn't intimidated, because he was familiar with the exam questions and believed he could finish quickly.
About ten minutes into the exam, the proctors began to relax, and the students below started to get restless.
This was their usual practice; they believed that if you hadn't cheated, you couldn't say you'd been to university.
Suddenly, Director Zhang, the academic affairs director, walked down the corridor!
The students immediately stopped their fidgeting and pretended to continue working on their problems.
"Strange, why is Director Zhang here to supervise the exam?" a student muttered quietly. This was something they had never encountered before.
Director Zhang walked past the corridor without making a sound. However, no one noticed that as he passed Pan Jia's window, he secretly tossed a small note behind the curtain next to Pan Jia's.
Seeing Director Zhang leave, the students breathed a sigh of relief
. "Don't cheat, do your own thing," the proctor reminded them.
Even so, the students completely ignored him and continued their fidgeting.
A dozen minutes later, another proctor passed by the window. The students quieted down again. However, the proctor stopped outside Pan Jia's window.
"What's this?" the teacher asked Pan Jia, taking a note out of the curtain.
"I...I don't know."
"The note contains the content of this exam, it's obviously a cheat sheet, and you say you don't know?"
"I didn't...!" Pan Jia said.
"What's wrong?" The proctor in the classroom also came down.
"I found cheat sheets next to his seat. They were full of the exam content, so they couldn't have been left over from the last exam," the teacher outside the window said.
"Pan Jia, did you cheat?"
"I didn't!"
"According to the rules, whether you copied or not, if any related materials are found, it's considered cheating."
"Pan Jia, you're retaking this course, and you're not eligible for a make-up exam. Come with me to the academic affairs office," the teacher outside the window said.
"I…" Pan Jia was speechless, wondering who had framed him.
…"What's wrong?" Director Zhang asked.
"This student cheated, he brought cheat sheets," the teacher outside the window said.
"I didn't…! Someone framed me," Pan Jia said, feeling wronged.
"The evidence is conclusive, Director Zhang, what do you want to do?" The teacher handed the cheat sheets to Director Zhang.
"Oh dear... Xiao Pan, you know our school is several times stricter on academic discipline than other schools. Other schools might just give a warning for cheating, but we give a major demerit, and it can't be revoked. We've been emphasizing this before..."
"I didn't cheat!" Pan Jia interrupted Director Zhang.
"Well, I know how you feel. Calm down first. Your subject teacher, counselor, and I will discuss the punishment. Anyway, you'll definitely have to retake the course," Director Zhang said.
Pan Jia walked out without looking back.
"Sigh, this kid," a teacher outside the window said.
Heh... Zhang Zhong thought to himself.
... Pan Jia took out his phone. The first person he thought of was Yi Ting.
"Yi Ting."
"Huh? Pan Jia? The exam's over already?" Yi Ting said cheerfully.
"I was framed. I was caught cheating and disqualified."
"Wh...what?! You're kidding, right?"
"It's true. Where are you?"
"Wait for me downstairs in the teaching building, I'm coming right away!" Yiting said.
"What's wrong?" Jingmin asked.
"Pan Jia got caught cheating."
"Oh? That's serious."
"Okay, I'm coming right now."... Upon seeing Yiting, Pan Jia immediately hugged her. Although he didn't speak, Yiting could clearly feel the heaviness in Pan Jia's heart, after all, the school had always been strict about cheating.
"Pan Jia, what's wrong?" Pan Jia didn't speak, just hugged Yiting tightly. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.
Yiting felt his chest heaving, so she hugged him back to help him calm down.
"I don't know who put a cheat sheet next to my seat, the teacher found it, and dragged me to the administration office, and Director Zhang doesn't believe me either." Pan Jia said slowly.
"I believe you. I'll go with you to see Director Zhang!" Yiting grabbed Pan Jia's hand and started to walk away.
"You go if you want, I don't want to see him, I need some peace and quiet."
"Wait for me." Yiting turned and walked towards the stairs of the teaching building.
... Hehe.
"Come in." Zhang Zhong said.
Yiting pushed open the office door and then closed it again.
"Director Zhang," Yiting called out.
Zhang Zhong saw Yiting, and his penis hardened again. Yiting was wearing a t-shirt and jeans, ordinary-looking, but she looked elegant and refined.
"Are you here because of Pan Jia?"
"Director Zhang, Pan Jia couldn't have cheated. Someone must have tampered with it." Yiting placed her hands on the desk.
"I also want to believe he didn't cheat, but the evidence is right in front of us!"
"Someone must have deliberately framed him."
"Zhao Yiting... two proctors and dozens of students were watching. Should I believe them or just your words?" Zhang Zhong said.
Hearing Director Zhang say this, Yiting couldn't think of a way to refute him.
"Then what will the punishment be...?" Yiting asked.
"According to school regulations, retaking the course is certain, and then a major demerit..."
"No! A major demerit will affect graduation!" Yiting said.
"These are school rules, and we can't make exceptions, otherwise it's unfair to the other students. Unless..." Zhang Zhong said.
"Unless what!?" Yi Ting seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
Zhang Zhong didn't speak, but simply placed his hand on the back of Yi Ting's hand and gently stroked it.
Yi Ting immediately withdrew her hand.
"Director Zhang! Please be respectful!" Yi Ting exclaimed.
Zhang Zhong noticed that Yi Ting's eyes immediately sharpened, and he couldn't help but tremble at her glare. However, Zhang Zhong was experienced and didn't show it on his face.
"Then I can't help him. Just wait for a major demerit."
"You...!" Yi Ting turned and walked away angrily.
"Think it over carefully, Zhao Yi Ting! Otherwise, Pan Jia might cheat again next time!" Yi Ting stopped when she heard this.
"What do you mean?" Yi Ting turned and asked.
"We're all smart people, you understand what I mean." Zhang Zhong grinned lewdly.
"Despicable man!" Yi Ting turned and walked out.
The door slammed shut.
"What's wrong?" Pan Jia asked Yi Ting as she came down.
"He doesn't believe us," Yi Ting said. She thought about it for a long time on the stairs, but decided not to let Pan Jia know that Director Zhang had framed him.
"It was expected," Pan Jia said.
... Security booth.
Qiang Ge opened his phone again and looked at the photos on it. He kept trying not to think about Jing Min, but he became more and more crazy, even pulling the photos onto his phone and looking at them at work.
He started to complain, complaining about why God had dragged him into that matter. If he didn't know Jing Min, he wouldn't be in so much pain every day.

(2)
"Director Zhang, did you want to see me?" A stylishly dressed woman walked in.
"Yes, Teacher Chen," Zhang Zhong said.
This woman was named Chen Shih-han, 28 years old, and was Pan Jia's professional counselor (class teacher), responsible for the management of affairs for the three classes of graphic design major.
Chen Shih-han was wearing a yellow round-neck chiffon dress with a black leather belt around her waist. The dazzling yellow symbolized nobility and neatness, but the domineering color of the clothes did not overshadow Chen Shihhan's temperament; instead, it added to her air of elegance.
Zhang Zhong's penis hardened again upon seeing Chen Shihhan, and countless images of humiliating her flashed through his mind.
However, Zhang Zhong's appearance remained unchanged; his eyes didn't even flicker.
"What is it?" Chen Shihhan asked.
"Pan Jia from Graphic Design Class 1... cheated on the exam just now."
"Impossible!" Chen Shihhan exclaimed in surprise.
In her memory, Pan Jia had always been a docile student, disciplined and responsible; it was impossible for him to cheat.
"But the evidence is right in front of us. This is the cheat sheet that Teacher Huo found in his seat." Zhang Zhong handed Chen Shihhan a slip of paper.
"This cheat sheet was printed from a computer; it's not Pan Jia's handwriting, so it can't be proven to be his," Chen Shihhan said.
“Pan Jia’s seat is right in front of the pillar, and the students behind him are quite far away, so it couldn’t have been someone from behind.
If it was in front of him, wouldn’t he know?” Zhang Zhong said.
“Then could it have been put in through the window to frame him?”
“During the exam, only teachers pass by outside the window, so you mean a teacher framed him?”
“…” Chen Shihhan was speechless.
“Teacher Chen, I know you love this student very much, and I know he’s very well-behaved, but how could someone frame such an innocent student?” Zhang Zhong continued.
Although Chen Shihhan didn’t believe Pan Jia would do such a thing, hearing what Director Zhang said seemed to make sense. Because Director Zhang was usually a fair and impartial person, he wouldn’t slander a student without investigating thoroughly.
“So how are you going to handle this?” Chen Shihhan asked.
“Unless there are any surprises, it will be handled according to school rules,” Zhang Zhong said.
"Is it really a major demerit? Can we consider it a first offense and give him a lighter punishment? Like a warning..."
"I need to discuss this with the department head and other teachers.
" "Um... Director Zhang, you really have to help him." "I'll
try my best."
"Okay, I'll go talk to him first."
"Okay, bye-bye."
"Bye-bye." Chen Shih-han left the office.
Help him? Hmph, you think I'd help him if you fucked me? Zhang Zhong thought to himself.
...Zhang Zhong is 37 years old, but currently single. It's not that he hasn't looked for a partner, but rather that he's been divorced three times. Although he's a high-ranking figure at the school and considered wealthy, women who know he's been divorced three times think there must be something wrong with him. And the reason for this seemingly refined man's marital discord is entirely due to a little-known quirk... At this moment, Pan Jia and Yi Ting are still in the lobby on the first floor of the teaching building. Pan Jia sits on the floor, his knees slumped, silent.
Yi Ting sits next to him, quietly keeping him company. They haven't spoken since earlier, and in fact, they don't know what to say.
Suddenly, three boys come down the stairs—Pan Jia's roommates. Seeing Pan Jia being arrested, they quickly finish their exam papers and come out to look for him.
"Hey, hey, no need to call, he's over there!" Xiao Fu sees Pan Jia and signals that they don't need to call.
Yi Ting hears the voice and looks over; she recognizes the speaker as one of Pan Jia's close friends. She pats Pan Jia on the shoulder.
Pan Jia looked up; he knew Xiao Fu and the others had arrived from the sound of their voices.
"It's my roommates," Pan Jia told Yi Ting.
"Hey! How could you be so careless!" Xiao Fu exclaimed.
"Yeah, why were you using cheat sheets? I'd copy theirs and send them to your phone!"
"I didn't!" Pan Jia shouted.
"Hey! What are the teachers saying now?" Xiao Fu asked.
"They'll probably give you a demerit," Pan Jia said.
"Damn it! What do we do now? Right, isn't your sister-in-law quite close to Director Zhang? Could you plead for her?" Xiao Fu's gaze shifted to Yi Ting.
"I...I just went there, and he said he needs to discuss it with the teachers..." Yi Ting said. Hearing Xiao Fu's words, her heart ached again. If it weren't for her, Director Zhang wouldn't have framed Pan Jia... "Then it's definitely hopeless. That department head is even more vicious than Director Zhang! It's hopeless, hopeless..." Xiao Fu said.
"Ah..." Hearing them say this, Yi Ting felt even more hopeless.
"Well, since you're with him, we won't stop you. We're going back." Yiting nodded politely. A
trumped-up charge is easy to find. Yiting felt utterly hopeless. The decision was entirely in Director Zhang's hands, but if she exposed him, no one would believe her. Why... are men all animals who think with their lower bodies...? Why did he have to choose her...? Yiting wondered.
Just then, Pan Jia's phone rang.
"Teacher Chen," the screen displayed.
"Our counselor," Pan Jia told Yiting.
Yiting nodded.
"Hello..."
"Hello, Pan Jia?"
"Yes."
"I found out from Director Zhang..."
"Teacher Chen, I didn't cheat. That note wasn't mine," Pan Jia interrupted Teacher Chen.
"Okay... I believe you. I'll discuss it with Director Zhang and the others to investigate this matter thoroughly. I hope you can relax and focus on doing well on the next exam, okay?"
"Okay, thank you, Teacher Chen." After Pan Jia hung up the phone, Yi Ting held his hands in both.
"Don't worry, it's okay," Yi Ting comforted him.
"Okay." Pan Jia felt a little warmer.
... "Jing Min, don't wait for me to eat, I'll go with Pan Jia~" Yi Ting sent a WeChat message.
"Okay, I'll go by myself," Jing Min replied.
... Qiang Ge was lost in thought again at the security booth.
He was tired of looking at those hundred-plus photos; he could recite the actions and scenes in every single one.
Thinking about A Min's helplessness that night, and A Jian's madness, he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Jing Min. What a kind and strong girl... But as he thought about it, his mind wandered back to Jing Min's body.
Ugh! Why am I thinking about that again? Qiang Ge slapped his face twice.
"Brother Qiang, I'm finished eating, you can go ahead and eat." The new security guard returned after finishing his meal.
"Okay, I'll go eat, keep an eye on me."...Brother Qiang arrived at the cafeteria entrance, washed his face at the sink to clear his head. He
got his food and casually found a seat.
"Brother Qiang." A woman's voice came from behind.
Brother Qiang turned around and saw it was Amin!
"Ah...Amin."
"Yes." Jingmin sat down opposite Brother Qiang.
Seeing Jingmin, Brother Qiang's heart raced again, unsure of what to say.
"The...the weather's nice today." Brother Qiang said.
"Yes." Brother Qiang's corny opening line made Jingmin laugh.
Jingmin's smile was sincere and captivating, leaving Brother Qiang's heart in turmoil.
"Brother Qiang, wait for me." Jingmin stood up after saying that.
"Oh." A moment later, Jingmin returned with two cans of red herbal tea.
"Brother Qiang, please have some." Jingmin smiled and handed Brother Qiang one can.
"Oh, why are you so polite?" Qiang Ge looked embarrassed.
"No, it's just that I haven't properly thanked you yet. It's not expensive, but it represents my small token of gratitude."
"Ah, you're too kind, thank you." Qiang Ge didn't pay any attention to the size of the gift. He never expected anything in return for doing good deeds. He was already very pleased that Amin had this thought. Besides, the weather was hot now, and it was easy to get a sore throat. As a security guard who was always at the gate, herbal tea was the perfect drink. Usually, students would buy those useless sodas like Coke and Sprite, but Jingmin chose herbal tea. Qiang Ge really thought Amin was a thoughtful girl.
Qiang Ge opened the drink and took a sip. The herbal tea was sweet, and it tasted even sweeter in Qiang Ge's mouth.
"Um... Amin, what's your major?"
"Business English, huh."
"English? That's impressive! Can you talk to foreigners?"
"Sort of... I can manage if they speak slowly."
"Wow! Speaking of English, my daughter has never passed!"
"How old is your daughter, Qiang-ge?" "
My daughter's only in middle school. I also have a son, the same age as you, a junior in college. But he's terrible at it, he won't get into a four-year university, so he's only doing a three-year vocational college, about to graduate."
"A boy and a girl, Qiang-ge, you're so lucky." Jingmin said happily for Qiang-ge.
"By the way, how about I introduce you to my son..."
"Oh, haha, Qiang-ge, I have a boyfriend." Jingmin laughed. She saw through Qiang-ge's meaning.
"Oh... I'm sorry, I'm too anxious about that kid, haha. If only he were as sensible as you."
"It's okay." Jingmin picked up a piece of green vegetable with her chopsticks and chewed it lightly.
Qiang-ge looked at Jingmin's refined appearance, his heart was already fluttering. Although they had only exchanged a few greetings before, Qiang Ge was convinced from her sincere smile and gaze that she was a kind girl. After today's conversation, Qiang Ge felt that he might have developed a different kind of feeling for her.
"Hmm... if your daughter has any learning problems, I can help her~" Jingmin said, "I can tutor her via QQ or come to her home if I have time."
"Ah... thank you so much, Amin."... They chatted until the end of the meal before parting ways, mostly about everyday life.
Jingmin had always thought Qiang was a very reliable and upright person, and their conversation over dinner today only reinforced that opinion. From Qiang's love for his children and his friendliness and politeness towards others, she could feel a sense of security in him, something the playful Rundong couldn't provide.
She wondered when Rundong would finally become a mature man... Jingmin thought to herself.
... "Yiting, you go about your own business, you don't need to stay with me, I'm fine," Pan Jia said.
"Really?"
"Yeah, I'm going back to play some games with them to relax, otherwise it's not good for you to stay with me all day." Pan Jia gave a forced smile.
"Okay then. Call me if you need anything."
"Okay."... Hehe. The door to the registrar's office rang.
"Come in," Zhang Zhong said.
"Oh? Zhao Yiting, what's up?" Zhang Zhong saw Yiting enter and carefully opened the door.
"What do you want to get rid of Pan Jia!" Yi Ting stared at Zhang Zhong and said.
"Oh? What are you talking about, Zhao Yi Ting?" Zhang Zhong said.
Yi Ting stared intently at Zhang Zhong, her brows furrowing slightly. Why was he putting on airs?
Oh, so the door wasn't closed. This despicable man was too alert. Yi Ting closed the door.
"There are only the two of us in the office now! Stop pretending!" Yi Ting said angrily.
"Zhao Yi Ting, what are you talking about? I still don't understand."
"You...! You framed Pan Jia! You said it yourself this morning!"
"I understand how you feel about Pan Jia cheating, but how can you slander a teacher for no reason?" Yi Ting looked at Director Zhang, who was lying without batting an eye, and felt extremely angry. She clenched her fists.
"Hey, hey, hey, you don't want to hit the teacher, do you!" Zhang Zhong raised his voice.
This was the first time Yiting had ever seen such a good actor. He'd revealed his true nature that morning, but by the afternoon he was acting like nothing was wrong, and there were only two of them. Yiting didn't know why he was pretending.
Just as Yiting was speechless, she saw Director Zhang lewdly grin again.
Yiting's eyes widened; she didn't know who this person was.
Director Zhang took out his phone and dialed a number. Immediately, Yiting's phone rang.
Yiting took her phone out of her pocket; the screen displayed "Director Zhang." Yiting's mind was filled with countless questions. Why would he make a call when he was right in front of her?
In that instant of confusion, Zhang Zhong reached out and snatched Yiting's phone!
"Ah!" Yiting instinctively gasped in surprise.
"What are you doing!" Yiting exclaimed.
Zhang Zhong looked at Yiting's phone and said, "Hmph, I really overestimated you. I thought you were recording. Turns out you're just as reckless." He then handed the phone back to Yiting.
Yiting was stunned. This man was not on the same level as Uncle Jian from before. The second time she came to argue with him, he treated her as if she were recording him to gather evidence. It seemed he had thought of many things she hadn't considered. Such vigilance made exposing him seem harder than climbing to heaven.
"Hmph, I like your fierce look." Zhang Zhong walked slowly towards Yiting with his hands behind his back. He lewdly looked Yiting up and down, like a hungry wolf facing a rabbit.
"What do you want?" Yiting looked directly at Director Zhang and said angrily.
Yiting was 166 cm tall, about the same height as Director Zhang, who was 165 cm.
"Didn't I already say that, hehe." With that, Zhang Zhong gently lifted Yiting's chin with his right index finger.
Yiting immediately turned her head and took a step back!
"You bitch!" Yiting roared.
"Say whatever you want, hehe." Zhang Zhong said, "By the way, your class has exams in a few days. Your roommate seems to be studying very hard, hehe."
"You're unworthy of being a teacher!" Yiting shouted.
"Hehe, keep going, I love it when you curse, I want to fuck you when you get angry. Think it over carefully, whether Pan Jia can graduate is in your hands! Otherwise your roommate can forget about getting through the last year smoothly!"
"You...!" Yi Ting was speechless.
"If you obey me, I guarantee you will graduate smoothly and have a good internship unit, otherwise... Humph! Don't say that Director Zhang is heartless, I'll give you one night to think about it! Give me your answer tomorrow!" Yi Ting walked out without looking back.
... Qiang Ge's heart was itchy all afternoon. Ever since he had lunch with A Min, he couldn't concentrate.
The security room was too boring. He couldn't find anything to do to distract himself, so he kept thinking about her.
A Min was like his own daughter. Qiang Ge thought to himself.
But, was Qiang Ge's feeling for Jing Min really the care for a junior?

(3)
Yi Ting was walking back to the dormitory.
She felt that, just as Director Zhang said, she was really a bit reckless. Rushing into the office to argue with him without any plan was completely useless.
Perhaps she was too hasty…? Or perhaps she underestimated Director Zhang? Yiting wondered.
She never expected that Director Zhang, who usually acted like a model teacher, would be so twisted and such a good actor.
If Uncle Jian was a true villain, then Director Zhang was a hypocrite. And a hypocrite is far more terrifying than a true villain.
But why did Director Zhang specifically choose her…? She wasn't even the prettiest girl on campus… Lost in thought, she unconsciously returned to her dormitory.
“Are you back?” Jingmin asked.
“Yes.”
“Why do you look so listless? Is it because of Pan Jia?”
“Yes…”
“What happened to him? What will the school do?”
“They haven’t decided yet, but it looks like it’ll be difficult.”
“Don’t worry, whether you worry or not isn’t up to you,” Jingmin said. Little did she know, Yiting was the key to the outcome.
“Hmm… what book are you reading?” Yiting asked.
"Studying... The exam is in two days."
"Uh..." Seeing Jingmin studying so diligently, Yiting felt a pang of heartache. If she didn't agree, Jingmin would be affected, and she didn't know what Director Zhang would do. Director Zhang said next semester wouldn't be easy either... So even if she passed the exam, there would still be a year to go... Yiting didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Yiting also picked up her books, pretending to study. But her mind was elsewhere.
She recalled how she almost succeeded in stealing Uncle Jian's phone that day. Even with someone as simple-minded as Uncle Jian, she couldn't escape. Compared to Director Zhang, Uncle Jian was nothing, let alone escaping from Director Zhang's clutches. The difference between the two incidents was that Uncle Jian only had physical evidence (nude photos), while Director Zhang's evidence was intangible, making it much more difficult. Yiting tried hard to analyze the situation, hoping to find a breakthrough, but she realized that she was nothing more than an ant in front of Director Zhang. To put it bluntly, the student council president was just a pawn in the teacher's hands.
"Yiting!"
"Huh?"
"What are you thinking about? I've called you three times," Jingmin said.
"Ah, nothing, what's wrong?"
"Jiajie said she'll be back tonight."
"Oh." "
What are you thinking about so intently? Are you still worried about Pan Jia?"
"Hmm..."
"..." ...That evening.
"Hi, two beauties!" A girl wearing black-rimmed glasses walked in.
"Huh...? Why didn't you go straight to the library?" Jingmin mocked.
This girl was Jiajie, their roommate, who loved reading and often spent her time in the library instead of returning to the dorm. (For those who haven't read the first part, let me introduce it.)
"The dorm is closer than the library," Jiajie said.
"Why are you back so early? There are still two days until the exam."
"The teacher gave out review materials, so I came back early to study. It's too noisy at home," Jiajie replied.
Hearing this, Yiting's heart ached even more. They were all studying so hard for their studies, and she had caused them trouble. Jiajie was applying for a scholarship, which required scores above 90 in every subject to pass. She was the class's academic representative, and with her level, she'd never had a problem. But this time, if Director Zhang were to manipulate things a little… Thinking this, she suddenly received a text message. It was from Director Zhang.
Yiting nervously opened the message.
"Zhao Yiting, please investigate. Are your three roommates Cai Jingmin, Su Xiaoqing, and Li Jiajie?
Li Jiajie is applying for a scholarship. Is that correct? Please remember to reply by tomorrow!" Yiting's mind went blank upon seeing the message. She knew that Director Zhang's "Reply by tomorrow" had another meaning; it wasn't just this message that she needed to reply to. She also knew that Director Zhang meant to tell her he had found out about her roommates, using this as further leverage.
The message itself was ordinary and couldn't be used as evidence of a threat. Director Zhang was being far too cautious; there was no way to break through.
"Why do you seem so nervous, Yiting?" Jingmin noticed Yiting's sweaty face.
"Uh...it's too hot, I'm going to take a shower first." Yiting wiped the sweat from her forehead.
...The next day.
"Minmin~ I'm back." Rundong sent a WeChat message.
"Okay."
"Wait for me at the door, I'm almost there, let's go eat together."
"What kind of boy makes a girl wait for him!" Jingmin replied.
"Coming soon~" Jingmin smiled, dressed casually, and went out. Jingmin wasn't as conservative as before, wearing denim shorts that revealed her long, white legs. She wore a round-neck casual top.
...Brother Qiang was still on duty at the door as usual. It was another lazy day, and Brother Qiang felt extremely bored, almost falling asleep.
"Brother Qiang." A familiar female voice came from outside the window.
It was Amin! Brother Qiang immediately perked up.
Brother Qiang looked outside and saw Amin's beautiful legs, and his nose almost bleed!
"Ah...Amin."
"Can I come in and sit for a while?" Jingmin asked.
"Uh, no problem." Brother Qiang was of course happy to oblige.
Jingmin walked in gracefully and sat on the bench in the security room.
"Ah...why did you come all this way?" Qiang asked.
"My boyfriend is back. He told me to wait for him at the door. Come in and sit for a bit. He's so irresponsible, I don't know how long he'll be here."
"Oh..." Qiang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Jingmin's posture was very elegant, her thighs pressed together, her calves naturally spread apart, and her hands resting on her knees. Qiang's penis got hard just looking at her.
"By the way, Jingmin, my colleague helped me install WeChat, but I don't know how to use it. Can you teach me?"
"Okay." Jingmin stood up and walked to Qiang's side.
Qiang sat on the chair by the window, and Jingmin bent down to look at the phone screen in Qiang's hand.
"Qiang, let me see." After saying that, Jingmin stretched out her delicate hand, gesturing for Qiang to hand her the phone. She also used her right hand to brush a strand of hair that fell across her right cheek behind her ear, revealing her beautiful and charming profile.
The fragrance of her flowing hair wafted into Qiang Ge's nose, and her beautiful face caught his eye, making his penis rock hard.
Qiang Ge handed his phone to Jing Min, who fiddled with the screen.
Because Jing Min was bent over, the loose fabric of her clothes, affected by gravity, parted the collar and created a large opening. Through the round neckline, Qiang Ge could see her white bra!
And half of one of her breasts was exposed! Qiang Ge almost ejaculated!
Jing Min carefully taught Qiang Ge how to use WeChat, and he listened, seemingly casually. His attention, however, was mostly focused on Jing Min's alluring scent and the deep cleavage.
"Yes, that's it. You only have one friend right now, add me first," Jing Min said.
"Oh," Qiang Ge nodded, seemingly understanding.
"Okay, we can contact each other if needed," Jing Min smiled.
Looking at Jing Min's beautiful smile and captivating eyes, Qiang Ge was completely mesmerized.
"Hey, Qiang-ge, Minmin!" A male voice came from outside the door.
Qiang-ge and Jingmin both looked towards Rundong who was walking towards them.
"Ah? Adong is your boyfriend?" Qiang-ge asked in surprise.
"You two know each other?"
"You two know each other?" Jingmin and Rundong said in unison.
"Yeah, Qiang-ge and I have known each other for a long time, haha." Rundong said.
"Um... I just met him too." Jingmin said.
"How did you two meet?" Rundong asked.
"Um... I left my school ID here a few days ago... Well, that's how we met." Jingmin made up an excuse.
"Oh." Rundong didn't suspect anything.
"By the way, Qiang-ge, why haven't I seen Uncle Jian these past few days? Did he quit?" Rundong asked.
"Well... he went back to where he started." Qiang-ge said.
Jingmin smiled slightly when she heard Qiang-ge's answer.
"Let's go, don't bother Qiang-ge." Jingmin took Rundong's hand.
"Okay, goodbye Qiang-ge!" Rundong waved.
Qiang-ge watched them leave.
"This is too dramatic," Qiang thought. He never imagined Jingmin's boyfriend was Adong.
Rundong was quite outgoing and easily made friends, so building a good relationship with the security guards was a habit of his.
Knowing that Jingmin's boyfriend was Rundong, Qiang felt a little guilty... his sexual fantasies were about someone he knew's girlfriend.
... "Hmph." The man in the chair lewdly looked at the woman who pushed open the office door.
This woman had a long ponytail, her face completely uncovered, giving her a fresh and refined appearance. Beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows were a pair of clear, bright eyes, but strangely, these eyes were not friendly, filled with hostility and anger. Below her slightly upturned nose were two small, pink lips, tightly closed, adding a touch of coldness to her expressionless face.
The woman gently closed the door, standing by it and staring at the man behind the desk.
"Have you thought it through?" Zhang Zhong asked.
Yi Ting didn't speak, only stared fiercely at Zhang Zhong.
Seeing that Yi Ting hadn't made a scene this time, but instead wore an expression of disgust, Zhang Zhong knew she had given in. Zhang Zhong stood up, hands behind his back, and slowly walked towards Yi Ting.
He reached the door and locked it.
But Yi Ting didn't react, further confirming Zhang Zhong's conclusion.
"I just love that look in your eyes. Hehe." Zhang Zhong chuckled lewdly.
Zhang Zhong grabbed Yi Ting's right hand and began to caress it. Yi Ting didn't resist, only clenching her teeth and enduring it. But at the same time, her breathing became rapid, her full breasts rising and falling rhythmically.
Zhang Zhong held Yi Ting's hands in both, constantly stroking the back of her hands, while lewdly grinning at her expression.
After a moment, Zhang Zhong's face was close to Yi Ting's face; Yi Ting immediately turned her head away, now Zhang Zhong's face was only three centimeters away from Yi Ting's profile. Zhang Zhong's oily face contrasted sharply with Yi Ting's clean and fair complexion.
"You know, ever since you were the emcee for the freshman welcome party, I've been captivated by you," Zhang Zhong whispered in Yi Ting's ear.
What was supposed to be a romantic confession now sounded disgusting coming from Director Zhang's mouth.
"But unfortunately, you're too conservative. That night, your evening gown only showed your shoulders; I didn't even get a glimpse of your cleavage, not even a visual satisfaction. I so want to see it with my own eyes!" Zhang Zhong finished speaking and poked Yi Ting's ample breast with his index finger!
"Ah!" Yi Ting was startled when Director Zhang poked her breast through her clothes! She instinctively shrank back, retreating against the wall, hugging her chest with her arms. Immediately, tears welled up in her eyes, her vulnerable side resurfacing.
"So sensitive, hehe." Zhang Zhong walked closer to Yi Ting.
"Don't wear such conservative clothes anymore, understand? Director Zhang will take you to buy some new, fashionable clothes to dress you up nicely later, okay?" Zhang Zhong said lewdly, pulling on Yi Ting's t-shirt.
Yi Ting was leaning against the wall, with nowhere to retreat. Zhang Zhong grabbed both of her breasts with both hands!
"Ah!" Yi Ting screamed, and two lines of humiliated tears immediately flowed down her cheeks.
Zhang Zhong just grabbed Yi Ting's breasts forcefully, without moving, lewdly watching Yi Ting's tearful face.
Yi Ting also grabbed Zhang Zhong's wrists with both hands, trying to push him away. This familiar feeling reminded Yi Ting of Uncle Jian's rough actions, Uncle Jian's frantic kneading. However, Director Zhang only grabbed her breasts, without kneading them, and lewdly watched her being molested, which made her feel even more embarrassed and ashamed.
"Giggle." There was a knock on the door!
"Damn it, who's ruining my good time!" Zhang Zhong muttered.
"Quick, wipe your tears." Zhang Zhong handed Yi Ting a tissue and then immediately sat back down in his chair at his desk.
Seeing that Yi Ting had already wiped her tears, Zhang Zhong gestured for her to open the door.
Yi Ting opened the door, and standing outside was A Xiang.
"Ah, Sister Yi Ting, you're here." A Xiang didn't notice that Yi Ting had been crying.
"Zhao Yi Ting, you should go back first." For safety's sake, Zhang Zhong told her to go back first, as it was too dangerous in the office. Besides, Xiang usually came to see him for private matters, and it wasn't convenient with outsiders around.
Yi Ting glanced at A Xiang and tiptoed out of the office.

(4)
"Xiang, what's wrong?" Zhang Zhong asked.
"Uncle, I heard that Pan Jia cheated, is that right?" A Xiang asked.
"Yes, she was caught by Teacher Huo."
"So what are you going to do about it?"
"What do you want me to do?" Zhang Zhong asked.
"I still hope for leniency. After all, he's my friend, and I don't really believe he would do something like this."
"Huh? He's your rival in love?"
"Rival in love is rival in love, but he's a really good person, and reliable. I don't really believe he would cheat." "
Haha! Promising, clear about public and private matters, very good!" Zhang Zhong laughed.
"Isn't that what you taught me, Uncle?"
"Haha! That's right, keep up the good qualities! As for this matter, Uncle will try his best to help him!" Zhang Zhong said.
"Okay."... Yiting walked slowly down the road with her arms crossed.
If you looked closely, you could see that she was trembling slightly. Her breasts, which had been grabbed by Director Zhang, still felt empty; she had rediscovered the feeling of being violated. She never expected that just as this matter was over, an even more terrible calamity would befall her.
After A Xiang came out of the teaching building, he saw Yiting walking slowly ahead.
"Sister Yiting!" A Xiang ran over.
Hearing A Xiang's voice, Yiting slowly turned her head.
"Sister Yiting, why do you look so listless? Is it because of Pan Jia?" Axiang asked.
"Um..." Yiting didn't even open her mouth, just gave a soft "uh-huh.
" "It's okay, I just pleaded with my uncle, he should help Pan Jia."
"Thank you." Yiting replied perfunctorily to Axiang. Because she didn't completely trust Axiang, she even suspected that they were in cahoots.
At this moment, Yiting's phone rang. It was Director Zhang.
"Hello."
"Meet me at the back gate of the school." Director Zhang said and hung up the phone.
Yiting's face turned pale again.
"What's wrong?" Axiang asked.
"I have something to do, you go back first." After saying that, Yiting turned around and walked towards the back gate of the campus, without even glancing at Axiang.
Axiang's heart broke again. Sister Yiting still ignored him.
...Yiting walked to the back gate and saw Director Zhang's car. She looked around and found that there were no familiar faces, so she immediately went over and opened the car door.
"Sit in the front." Zhang Zhong called out.
Yiting had no choice but to open the front door and sit in the passenger seat.
"Seatbelt," Zhang Zhong said again.
Yi Ting fastened her seatbelt. The seatbelt ran along Yi Ting's right shoulder and between her breasts, clinging tightly to her body. The fabric of her clothes, pressed down by the seatbelt, outlined the shape of her breasts.
The tension from being controlled by Director Zhang made Yi Ting's breathing quicken, her chest heaving, her breasts rising and falling. Yi Ting looked diagonally downwards ahead with melancholy, waiting for Director Zhang to take her somewhere she didn't know.
But after waiting for a long time, the car still didn't move. Yi Ting couldn't help but turn her head to look at Director Zhang.
Yi Ting saw Director Zhang's eyes and found that his gaze was fixed on her chest! A drool was even dripping from the corner of his mouth to his chin!
Ah! Yi Ting cried out in her heart. She immediately crossed her arms and covered her heaving chest. Yi Ting lowered her head, looking down to her right in shame, not daring to look Director Zhang in the eye again.
In Zhang Zhong's eyes, Yi Ting was like a little rabbit about to be eaten. Zhang Zhong stuck out his tongue to lick the saliva from the corner of his mouth and started the car.
"...What's wrong, Jiarong?" a woman asked the middle-aged man on the sofa.
The man had half-white hair, and several wrinkles of varying depths lined his forehead and the corners of his eyes, his face weathered, as if he had struggled for most of his life. He held a photo album, a slight smile playing on his lips as he looked warmly at the photos.
"Wife, come and see."
"What are you looking at so intently?" the woman asked, walking over.
She saw a photo in the album.
A little girl in a dress was chasing butterflies among the flowers. The woman smiled sweetly.
"Look at this one too," the man said.
The woman followed his finger; it was a photo taken in front of XX High School.
The girl in the photo had her hair in a ponytail and wore a neat school uniform. When she smiled, her eyes narrowed into slits, like crescent moons, giving her a sunny and innocent look.
"Time flies," she said, "our daughter is already in university."

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