[Female students from art schools] (95)

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Chapter 95. After a long while, the old bastard's voice finally came through.

"Xiao Ruo, you really are a stunning beauty who makes men ecstatic. I found

the feeling !"

he leered, his hands roaming over my body again.

I numbly got off him, my underwear scattered on the floor, forcing a smile.

"Principal, it's only right for students to repay their teachers."

He chuckled, lit a cigarette, and leaned back naked on the sofa, smoking.

I felt nauseous and opened the office door.

Walking out of the old bastard's office, I felt a chill run through me. I wrapped my trench coat tighter and

wandered through the shadowy corners of the campus.

Just as I reached the school gate, Zhang Yan called.

"Hey, Xiao Ruo, where are you?"

I asked, holding the phone. "Sister Yan, I'm coming out right away."

Zhang Yan seemed to sense something was wrong with my voice. She didn't say anything and then hung up.

At the school gate, Zhang Yan's Audi A4 was parked conspicuously. I opened the car door and got in.

Seeing my disheveled hair and tear stains on my face, he took out a wet wipe and began to wipe them away.

"That bastard, he..."

I nodded blankly, then hugged Zhang Yan tightly.

Zhang Yan gently patted my back; at that moment, she didn't know how to comfort me.

Just then, that old bastard's phone rang on Zhang Yan's cell phone.

Zhang Yan immediately told me to be quiet, then forced a smile and tried to lower her voice, "Hello,

Principal ? Yes, it's me. I'm coming to pick up Xiao Ruo from school soon. Oh, you two seemed to be having a good time. That's

good. You agreed to Lin Xi's campus visit, thank you, Principal. I'll definitely treat you

to a meal sometime!"

Zhang Yan hung up the phone, her face immediately falling. "That old bastard, he finally agreed. Xiao Ruo,

are you hungry? Sister Yan will treat you to something."

I nodded. "Sister Yan, I want to eat the boiled food from the snack street."

Zhang Yan nodded.

I leaned back in my seat, staring blankly out the window. Actually, I didn't want to eat anything. I just wanted to

experience the atmosphere of the snack street. The Zhang Xiao Ruo of the past loved going there. She would hold Duo Duo's arm and hug

Xiao Yun. Back then, she was still a simple girl. Although she didn't have much money, she still ate with great relish.

The car quickly arrived at the food street. Zhang Yan and I ordered a huge amount of snacks: spicy hot pot, grilled lamb skewers,

fried chicken wings, lotus root, boiled radish, fried tofu…

I put all these things in very spicy sauce. Zhang Yan and I excitedly talked about everything, everything

unrelated . I knew that at that moment, we were both deliberately avoiding certain topics because we were both

women who had been hurt. Our lives had been more difficult and unfair than anyone could imagine, filled with heartache.

That day, I ate my fill, and Zhang Yan ate with great enthusiasm. We talked loudly and passionately, like two madmen.

After Zhang Yan took me home, I rushed upstairs and then rushed into the bathroom. I cried loudly.

I washed for more than two hours, but I still felt very, very dirty.

Just thinking about that old bastard crawling all over me made me want to wash again.

Some things, once they happen, are something we have to bear. That's how it is for me. I'm not Zhang Xiaoruo anymore, the girl whose

parents had just passed away. I've learned to regulate my emotions. Zhang Yan told me that a woman should always

smile—at herself and at others. Even when you're compromising with someone you don't like, you have to wear

a mask of pretense to tell them that you're happy to make love to them.

A woman must always be hypocritical, otherwise, she can't survive.

Every man who goes to a massage parlor seems to

find one or two confidantes there, one or two women who secretly harbor feelings for him. That's why men linger, why they're willing to

spend lavishly . That's the charm of women, the hypocrisy of women.

No one knows what they feel inside when they put on this act.

Perhaps, in the quiet of the night, when they sit alone, they cry out loud, just like me.

Women are all quite heartbroken.

Two days later, I composed myself, and Zhang Yan began meticulously planning the Lin Xi campus tour. I

called Wang Litian, who fully supported Zhang Yan's initiative. After all, this publicity for me

indirectly served as advertising for the second installment of "Peerless Beauty." Wang Litian wasn't stupid;

he understood the size of the university campus audience better than we did.

Zhang Yan was incredibly efficient, and since this matter benefited many,

the organizers were extremely enthusiastic. A week later, the detailed schedule for the campus tour was released.

The organizers wanted us to test the waters on campuses in our city first. If the results were good, we would begin selecting

representative .

I looked at the schedule, and the first school was none other than the one I was currently attending. Zhang Yan looked at me and said,

"There's no way around it; that old bastard kept emphasizing it. Xiao Ruo, let's just consider it a contribution to our alma mater!"

I nodded and checked the time: Lin Xi's campus tour, first stop, 9 AM the day after tomorrow.

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