[The Scent of Power] [Chapters 16-20] [Author: Unknown] [To be continued]

Chapter 16: Chen Li, the Veteran Sportsman

Chen Li wasn't in a good mood.

He received a phone call early this morning. Although it was Secretary Sun from the Provincial Party Committee's Organization Department speaking subtly and tactfully, he understood: the General Administration of Sport was still planning to postpone the promotion to deputy director, opting to transfer personnel from other provinces; this time, he wasn't eligible. Sun Tuo said, "Old Liu is a management cadre. But with the Olympic preparation year approaching, the Sports Events Department and the sports industry in Hexi Province really need someone like Old Chen, someone skilled in both professional and managerial matters..."

He could only laugh heartily, using the boldness expected of a "sports person," repeatedly expressing on the phone that he didn't care, didn't mind, strongly supported the leadership's decision, and that fighting on the front lines of Olympic work had always been his wish.

However, when he came to the mobilization meeting this morning, he actually felt somewhat distracted, and his stomach felt burning; he was very uncomfortable.

He knew the characteristics of this circle. In the eyes of many athletes and coaches, Liu Tieming, the top official in Hexi sports, director of the Provincial Sports Bureau, and deputy secretary of the Party Committee of the Provincial Sports Commission, is a pure bureaucrat because he has never worked on the front lines of the sports circle. In a highly professional circle like sports, the reputation and treatment of "bureaucrats" and "technical bureaucrats" at the grassroots level are completely different, even among leaders. Although athletes in the reality of China certainly recognize positions and ranks, they value positions with "ability," "skill," and preferably "results" as support. Rank alone can be overwhelming; many junior athletes and veteran sports figures in various sports centers, with their江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) air, may not actually respect you. But Chen Li is different. Although he has never been an athlete, he has worked in the refereeing world for ten years. Realistically speaking, he knows everyone in the circle, from national-level sports centers, referees, athletes, officials, shills, sponsors, and venue managers. He, Chen Li, is a big shot in this circle. Even the top leader, Liu Tieming, had to rely heavily on his professional judgment and experience. The various project centers below him inevitably had various requests, and thus naturally showed him considerable respect. Currently, several deputy directors of the Provincial Sports Bureau were either absent or elderly and infirm. Although he was nominally only a section chief, in the Hexi Province sports circle, he was practically the "de facto second-in-command," second only to the provincial leader. Because of his professional background and the connections he had cultivated in the sports world, Hexi Province was one of the few provinces where the provincial bureau had such significant influence over the major project centers. Even Director Liu Tieming had to rely on him in this respect.

However, precisely because of this, his academic qualifications, "management academic background," and actual "connections" seemed somewhat weak. He had only met with Elder Feng once in the capital; by all accounts, he could only be considered a small fry on the fringes of the "princeling" faction. In reality, the bigwigs of the princeling faction wouldn't actually do or say anything for a section chief like him. In fact, for a sports cadre like him, the most suitable position is usually the director of a municipal or provincial-level project center, where his professional skills can better demonstrate their value. Reaching the powerful and lucrative position of director of the Provincial Sports Commission's Competitive Events Department is already his limit, and that's only thanks to certain favors he's done for certain people. To truly cross that line and be promoted to the deputy director-general level, thus transitioning from a "sports person" to a genuine "provincial leader," is incredibly difficult.

From this political reality perspective, Shi Chuanyue, the junior staff member in the Mass Sports Department whom he'd disliked from the start, possessed education, connections, and youth, which made Chen Li, the "Tiger of the Hexi Sports System," somewhat jealous and resentful. This is because the officialdom increasingly values overseas degrees and age; such a "youngster" would find it difficult not to be promoted in the future.

However, this wasn't the main reason he disliked Shi Chuanyue. This man surnamed Shi was Shi Shu'an's nephew. That alone made Chen Li extremely irritated. Many years ago, Shi Shu'an, a key figure in the later "Tea Party" and a rising star in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Country C, actually came from the sports system. Back then, Shi Shu'an was young and served as the secretary-general of the Hexi City Sports Referees Association. At that time, he was a city-level referee under the Hexi City Sports Events Department, practically a subordinate… Fifteen years had passed, and Chen Li had risen through the ranks, from an ordinary referee team leader to the director of the provincial-level Sports Events Department—almost like a helicopter in the sports bureaucracy. But compared to Shi Shu'an? The word "background" often burned Chen Li, making him realize the harsh realities of officialdom. From this perspective, when rumors circulated that Shi Shu'an was having financial and personal problems and had been arrested and investigated, Chen Li felt a strange sense of satisfaction. But in the blink of an eye, his nephew had been transferred to Hexi… Was this a vicissitude? Or a legacy? Was it a coincidence? Or fate? Should he be embraced and welcomed? Or should he be subjected to a cold investigation? Chen Li couldn't say.

In fact, even the provincial leaders had inquired about this Ishikawa Yue. Rumor had it that he was there to gain frontline experience at the grassroots level. Although he was several levels below Chen Li in terms of rank and seniority, Chen Li was almost certain that such a scion of a powerful family either indulged in sensual pleasures and neglected his duties, but if he were willing to carefully enter this circle, as long as he didn't make any mistakes, he would definitely rise to a level that Chen Li could only dream of in a decade or so... Unless it was absolutely necessary, he chose not to have any interaction with this Ishikawa Yue. He didn't want to try to get closer to him by saying "I'm your uncle's old comrade-in-arms," nor did he need to suppress him because of some unrelated circles and factions.

However, Ishikawa Yue's reach was too long, and he was far from content. The small Mass Sports Department was practically a neglected department, and even the Media Section under it, with just one of its staff members, was meddling in the affairs of so many project centers. He even had to get involved in the schools, media, and tertiary industries under the General Administration. Although he was always very respectful to Chen Li when they met, and even called him "Teacher Chen" affectionately, Chen Li still felt very uncomfortable and annoyed. It made him feel very bad... When he was in a bad mood, a cold expression would naturally appear on his face. People who didn't know him might think it was the authority of a leader who came from a referee background. In fact, whenever this happened, he would have some thoughts that he was absolutely not ashamed of, but also knew he couldn't make them public.

This is how the mobilization meeting was conducted. The team leader of the Hebei University of Political Science and Law football team expressed his determination, made a vow, and gave a passionate speech. The football team of Hebei University of Political Science and Law has a history. Most of the so-called "players" are actually professional players from Hebei who are affiliated with the team. This year, the college athletes are counting on them to bring honor to the university... But Chen Li listened absentmindedly. His eyes coldly swept around the meeting room, but he felt a burning and restless feeling in his heart. Some absurd and violent thoughts were churning in his mind.

"That Yan Wenyun from the tennis team... fuck, her breasts are really big and beautiful. I wonder if Old Sheng from the tennis center has ever touched them... They're so round even under her t-shirt, it must affect her backhand swing... fuck, she's also very attractive. If she fell into my hands, I'd fuck her so hard she couldn't get out of bed..."

"But I like her even more, that girl from the diving team sitting next to me... tsk tsk... These young girls who are just starting to develop are the ones I like the most. She should be a virgin, so young, her breasts and pussy haven't been seen by any man yet... fuck, she's so hot and fresh, diving girls are always so hot and fresh, when I press her down, I'll definitely make a splash..."

These thoughts, of course, couldn't be spoken aloud, and the people around him had no way of knowing the inner world of this senior official. But inner world is one thing, when his mind got hot, his manhood naturally became hard, and that was no longer part of his inner world. Chen Li shook his head. Under the cover of the table on the stage, he reached into his pants and slightly adjusted his erection, making sure it wasn't easily noticed.

After greeting the host next to him, Chen Li decided to leave the venue for a walk. He had originally planned to organize the meeting schedule with the main sponsors of several provincial teams. However, he wasn't in the mood for it.

He was probably annoyed by Secretary Sun's phone call that morning. And his superior, Director Liu, the head of the provincial bureau, was also unhappy about being a guest at Hexi University today.

Hexi University originally had a Department of Sports Management, which was considered a unique feature. Four years ago, they planned to establish some kind of Sports Industry Research Institute. In fact, Chen Li had always looked down on these so-called research institutions in universities and thought their approach of linking sports with "industry" was utterly absurd. However, since the institution had been in the planning stage for a long time, he didn't pay much attention to it. But for some reason, suddenly, in the past two months, a series of actions began. The provincial bureau, the provincial party committee, the State General Administration of Sport, various national sports centers, and the media all got involved and inquired. Before long, it was about to be established... Of course, this kind of thing belongs to the industry and academia, and it's a bit unrelated to him as the director of the sports events department. If he didn't go, he wouldn't go... But for some reason, he felt that missing the establishment ceremony today was some kind of bad omen. After all, this matter has a great impact, and various sports centers are talking about it. He heard that even provincial leaders are going today, and Director Liu can't even be considered the top person attending today; moreover, the head of the Department of Sports Management at Hexi University is that woman... After restlessly pacing back and forth in his office for ten minutes, he decided to go find that girl whose name he couldn't even remember.

It was Principal Fei of Kongjiang No. 3 Middle School who "arranged" it for him. He only vaguely remembered the details. Apparently, about six months ago, the provincial swimming team had an extra training spot for the reserve team, which was part of the Kongjiang No. 3 Middle School's staff. Several girls from Kongjiang No. 3 Middle School were vying for it. This girl, nicknamed "Little Deer" (he hadn't even found out her real name, so the nickname suited her well), was in her third year of junior high. Her grades were mediocre, and if she couldn't make it into the provincial team this time, her scholarship would be gone, and she'd have to go back to her hometown. This little girl, he didn't know where she got the courage and information, but she secretly went to Fei Liang, the vice principal in charge of Kongjiang No. 3 Middle School, and said, "I'll do anything as long as I can stay..." She even openly said, "I'm a virgin..." Fei Liang was a former coach at the school, who had climbed up from the bottom to get this position. In Chen Li's eyes, he was just a pretty face with no real skills except for looking like a weathered, knowledgeable uncle. He was a typical woman with lustful desires but no guts, yet he wasn't willing to give up this opportunity. And because Kongjiang No. 3 Middle School was trying to secure funding from the Sports Bureau for several properties in the nearly abandoned Houwan Sports Center, they somehow ended up contacting him indirectly, offering this "little deer" as a gift, asking him to "give her some guidance."

This kind of three-way transaction, where everyone benefits, is much safer without a direct deal. Chen Li simply couldn't resist the allure of the swimming team girl's bright, watery eyes when he first saw her. While this little deer wasn't exactly stunningly beautiful, her eyes, with their dark, bright pupils and pure innocence, seemed to be blatantly pleading, "Uncle, take me," "Uncle, rape me..." He had always been particularly fond of athletic girls between puberty and adulthood, and unable to resist the temptation, he closed his eyes and agreed to Fei Liang's offer. With a few persuasions from Director Liu, Fei Liang was given some business to handle, which involved allocating a few storefronts at the Houwan Sports Center to Kongjiang No. 3 Middle School for management. Fei Liang would naturally also arrange a place and scholarship for Xiao Lu.

This little girl named Xiao Lu was indeed to his liking. Not only was she a virgin, but she also exuded the pure charm of a young girl's body. In terms of personality, she was ashamed and cried when he first defiled her, but after two or three times, she seemed to have a tendency to willingly degenerate. When serving him in bed, although her eyes still clearly showed resentment and shame, her actions and tone were full of seductive charm. After a few times, he was actually reluctant to just give up. Taking a bit of risk, he simply rented a house for the little girl in a neighborhood near Kongjiang No. 3 Middle School so that she could start commuting. Whenever he felt like it, he would call her and go to her place for the night. Of course, this was already a transaction beyond the formality of the original deal, so he not only made arrangements for her to participate in some competitions at the provincial swimming center, but also gave her some pocket money every now and then. Even so, he deliberately avoided asking her real name… This was safer, because even if some competition lists were submitted, he wouldn't be able to tell who was who… Not knowing had its advantages; it gave him an excuse later… Today he was in a bad mood and didn't want to work, so he haphazardly arranged the department's affairs and went to find that girl in the afternoon.

Once he arrived at Xiaolu's rented apartment, he could be another version of himself, his true self, without having to put on a facade, without pretending, without being righteous or frowning. Whatever he wanted, he was used to it; here, he could directly ask for it. He made Xiaolu change into a one-piece blue-green girly swimsuit with cute ruffles, then went to the bathroom, took off his own clothes, and supposedly took a shower, but ended up soaking Xiaolu completely. Without letting her dry off, he grabbed her and pushed her onto her small bed, making her bend over with her buttocks facing him. He viciously tore a hole in the crotch of her swimsuit, and without any foreplay, he thrust himself inside her. Then, panting, he began to ravage her like a swimming beauty who had just gotten out of the pool. He made Xiaolu's small bed, which had been covered with clean and cute sheets, a complete mess of water.

As he thrust in and out, he began to curse, "I'll fuck you to death, I'll fuck you to death, tell me yourself, shouldn't you be fucked to death by me..." The girl beneath him seemed to have grown accustomed to this perverse ravaging, responding to him with moans even at a young age, "Yes, yes... Little Deer should be fucked to death... Hurry up and fuck me to death, Uncle Chen..."

"Don't call me Uncle Chen, call me Daddy..."

The girl beneath him knew the rules of this game, and while listening to the panting and roaring from herself and this middle-aged man who was twenty or thirty years older than her, she obediently resigned herself to her fate and performed her favorite role-playing: "Yes... Daddy, fuck me to death... Daddy, fuck me to death... I'm your good daughter Yingying (she didn't know which yin or ying, the yin of music, the yin of silver? or Ying? or Ying?)"

Sometimes she would wonder, where did Director Chen get some goddaughter? Or did Director Chen really have a daughter named Yingying? Did Director Chen have fantasies about his own daughter and want to realize them through her? Of course, she wouldn't ask. There was an unspoken understanding between her and her Uncle Chen Li: neither of them would pry into what the other shouldn't.

Chen Li, panting heavily, released his desire onto Xiao Lu's tender body. After a while, he ejaculated. He didn't want to go too far. Except for the first time he took Xiao Lu's virginity and couldn't help but ejaculate inside her uterus, after which he made her take birth control pills, he usually used condoms. But today, he was too angry and impatient and didn't care, so he pulled out and ejaculated on Xiao Lu's little buttocks. Looking at his white semen staining the little girl's snow-white buttocks and swimsuit, he seemed to gain some satisfaction and comfort, as if the unhappiness of the day had faded a little.

"Uncle... are you done?" Xiao Lu turned around and asked him timidly, but he could hear the coldness and resistance in her tone. His temper flared up again… “Fuck your mother, I told you to call me daddy, and you forgot again! I’ll shoot you again, and I’ll kill you…” he cursed, flipping Xiaolu’s petite body over. This time, he wanted to tear open the swimsuit fabric around her still-developing, not-so-curvy breasts. But the little girl seemed to understand his anger, and cooperated by shrinking her shoulders and pulling the top of her swimsuit off her shoulders, revealing her two bright red nipples… Chen Li seemed to get some response and cooperation. He pinched the little girl’s nipples and then leaned over to lick them. Xiaolu’s breasts weren’t big, they were small and delicate, almost flat-chested, but the muscles were firm and elastic, which pleased him. When his tongue teased the little girl beneath him until she started whimpering and moaning again, Chen Li felt happy… At least here, he could do whatever he wanted. He then viciously began to use his fingers to pry open Xiaolu’s vulva.

"Daddy... be gentle... it hurts." The little deer cried again from his ministrations, but this time she was obedient and called him "Daddy" again.

He found it pleasurable, comfortable, stimulating, and exhilarating, but that soft "Daddy" sounded so sincere that it softened even his dark and tyrannical heart, making his movements naturally gentler... as if the girl beneath him had become someone he ultimately didn't want to truly hurt.

Chapter 17: Chen Ying - The Presidential Platform

Chen Ying hadn't expected that she, merely a student representative, would be seated on the presidential platform today, albeit in a very remote corner. However, she still found it difficult to contain her fluctuating emotions, and couldn't help but glance at the lavish arrangement of the platform.

This was the most important event for Hexi University this year—the founding ceremony of the "Hexi University Sports Industry Research Institute." University leaders, provincial sports bureau leaders, institute leaders, sponsors, experts, and grassroots officials were all expected to attend, making the seating arrangement on the presidential platform a crucial element of any such ceremony.

Chen Ying, being the daughter of an official, understood the complexities of such arrangements. She had initially considered the staff's perspective, but today's platform setup was actually quite challenging. Hexi University President Xiao Yabing and Provincial Sports Bureau Director Liu Tieming were both present, and even Director Song of the Science and Education Department of the State General Administration of Sport had graced the occasion with his presence. These three individuals are, in fact, leaders of the same rank. Nominally, the president of Hexi University is a vice-ministerial level official, while Director Liu and Director Song are both bureau-level officials. Logically, President Xiao should sit in the center. However, firstly, there's the distinction between host and guest; President Xiao is, after all, the host of Hexi University. Secondly, Director Song is essentially "sent from the capital." Therefore, it's difficult to determine their seating arrangement. Moreover, Professor Liu Chen, the head of the Department of Sports Management, although only a professor and department head, is the focus of today's event due to the principle of "ladies first." Professor Liu is also rumored to come from a prestigious family, and even provincial and ministerial-level leaders treat her with great respect, always considering her position.

Fortunately, some political wind has somehow brought the provincial governor and Party Secretary of Hexi Province, Wang Ding, to the university. This is a rare VIP visit even for Hexi University, which in turn solves the seating arrangement problem. Naturally, Secretary Wang sat in the very center, flanked by Principal Xiao, Director Song, Director Liu, and Teacher Liu, in that order… “Luckily, Dad didn’t come… otherwise, there might not even be a place for him on this stage,” Chen Ying couldn’t help but sneer, her true nature revealed. Thinking about this arrangement, the fact that she actually had a seat filled her with excitement.

Even though she was worldly-wise, a well-known and beautiful female college athlete in certain circles, and from a family of officials, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion. In school, everyone generally looked down on leaders, civil servants, and officials, but sitting in such a position, who wouldn’t feel a touch of pride?

Moreover, she knew that at least half of her reason for sitting there was because the principal and Teacher Liu believed her appearance, demeanor, and achievements were worthy of the occasion, making her the “student representative,” not because of her father’s connections. Of course, Teacher Liu’s daughter, Shi Qiong, was also a choice to some extent, but in this situation, since Teacher Liu herself was sitting there, it was necessary to avoid any appearance of impropriety. Thus, she found herself sitting in this position, only five seats away from the governor… This made it impossible for her to

maintain her composure; a flush, like that of someone drunk, rose on her fair cheeks, making her even more radiant and captivating on the podium. This feeling of looking down upon everyone from within a unique circle made her feel as if she had returned to Los Angeles that year… Influenced and hoped for by her father, Chen Ying began training in sports at the age of six. Due to her apparent height advantage, she focused on basketball and volleyball. At twelve, she joined the junior high school girls' basketball team of Kongjiang No. 3 Middle School, a key provincial sports unit, and began intensive training with the team. At thirteen, she falsified her age to join the provincial youth basketball team for training, striving towards becoming a professional basketball player until she graduated from junior high at fifteen.

Actually, Chen Ying couldn't say whether she liked or disliked basketball, but her trip to Los Angeles at the age of fourteen left her with incredibly exciting memories. It seemed that at that time, she genuinely hoped to play better and become a true basketball player. That year, her father went to great lengths to pull strings and secure her place on the national "Primary and Secondary School Basketball Training Team" in C country, allowing her to participate in the World Youth Basketball Training Championship in Los Angeles. Although, in retrospect, that so-called "training championship" was more of a commercial basketball summer (winter) camp, that time was vibrant, organized, and dreamlike. She spent 18 days and nights in Los Angeles, the holy land of world basketball, with boys and girls of different languages and skin colors. Many of those children were indeed future basketball stars for their respective countries, and at that time, despite their young age, they were so innocent, happy, pure, sunny, and friendly… They played basketball together, had parties, practiced, competed, went to the community, and met celebrities. The organizers had a close relationship with the team, and even world-class superstar Michael Jordan came to the training camp to laugh and joke with everyone, symbolically "giving the kids pointers." Jordan even praised Chen Ying with a single word, "good," though it was unclear whether he was praising her skills, movements, physique, or attitude. Yet, Chen Ying was almost overwhelmed with excitement… In the final competition, although China only finished 6th out of 12 teams, and although Chen Ying was just a substitute, the organizing committee still awarded everyone medals and certificates of honor, arranged a dinner and get-together, and even took them to that year's NBA All-Star Game in Los Angeles, where they participated in the All-Star event. The various activities of the competition, followed by mutual farewells and friendship, exchanging gifts, taking photos, hugging, kissing... In a reluctant farewell, with FIBA officials seeing her off, she finally left that world that felt like paradise... The world-class stage, the peak experience, the dreamlike journey, the indescribable impact of being "high-class," "stylish," and "cool," the sense of accomplishment and joy of living in a "unique circle," feeling like one of them, looking down on everyone else, even that "good"... all of these intoxicated Chen Ying, and she still savors them to this day... However, not long after, her so-called "basketball career" began to decline. This is normal, there's no special reason, most young athletes are like this, how many can truly reach the peak of professional sports? Her father could certainly do some things for her, but after all, he couldn't play for her, couldn't truly change her performance. He could still make some moves in the province, but outside of Hexi, his influence was limited, and she would eventually face even more difficult challenges.

The first year of high school is a hurdle. If you can't make it to the provincial team before then, you're stuck as an amateur athlete. Whether it's the provincial team, the national team, or any summer camp, you can't escape the basic principles of sports. Being taller than others doesn't guarantee you'll play basketball well; being prettier doesn't make you a star. When Chen Ying faced the high school entrance exam in her final year of junior high while simultaneously confronting the reality of barely getting playing time on the provincial youth team, she knew she was facing a turning point and a crucial choice.

She had to let go of the intoxicating feeling of "truly the elite" that basketball had given her during her youth.

Fortunately, her father was also clear-headed about this, and starting in her second year of junior high, he increased her academic tutoring requirements. She was 7 points short of getting into Hexi No. 1 High School, a key high school in the city, and her father would find a way to "make up" for that gap. After entering Hexi No. 1 High School, she participated in the basketball, volleyball, and badminton teams, but she knew that her father had to accept that her dream of becoming a professional athlete was just a childhood memory. After all, many middle-class families had this idea that "my child might be a genius," and once it was let go, it was over. Her father could only give up as well.

During her adolescence, she even prayed that she wouldn't grow any taller. 1.75 meters wasn't enough? In high school, her increasingly outstanding and captivating looks and figure earned her the nickname "The Unapproachable School Beauty"; this nickname, besides her height, might also be due to her signature slightly sarcastic smile... But she remained proud. High school was a period of three years where her beauty radiated to an almost unbearable degree. She continued to play basketball, volleyball, and even started learning tennis. But she no longer dreamed of reaching the pinnacle of the basketball world. What she valued more was playing basketball, wearing the coolest basketball shoes, the most dashing t-shirt, and athletic pants that occasionally revealed her waistline, with her hair tied in a side ponytail symbolizing youth and dynamism. Watching the boys see the vibrations of her jump shot was her most tangible enjoyment, accompanied by her slightly sarcastic smirk… Hexi No. 1 High School was a school for bookworms. After several top-tier school heartthrobs who thought themselves exceptionally attractive were thwarted in their attempts to woo her, few boys dared to approach her.

Until the annual Hexi High School League, when she appeared before other Hexi high school students, her stunning looks and impeccable style made almost all the other school teams' self-proclaimed cool and sunny boys try to get close to her under the guise of the competition. Some even boldly invited her on dates.

She liked that sarcastic, cold laugh, that indifferent yet satisfied rejection. Her trip to Los Angeles was still having an effect. "I've been to that circle before," she thought. "Even MJ complimented me with 'good!'" Why would she date these idiots who haven't even grown a beard yet and think they're Rukawa Kaede?

As for that smile of hers, she probably got used to it from a very young age; it was just a natural expression, not really malicious. When she was very young, her mother suddenly became a devout Hindu and once recited a Hindu poem to Chen Ying: "The gods torment the demons, yet the Asuras laugh, their laughter like that of a demon..." She didn't know why, perhaps it was because her mother recited such frightening verses to her as a child that left some childhood trauma, but all these years, she had always remembered those lines and gradually come to like the eerie feeling in them. The atmosphere. She needed to smile, to make herself radiant, to make herself breathtakingly beautiful.

She scored 475 on the college entrance exam, not enough for Hexi University, but her father had a way. He altered her physical education score and even arranged for her to participate in a "sports and arts mutual aid summer tutoring" activity to gain extra points, allowing her to become a special sports recruit at Hexi University. She joined the university's basketball and volleyball teams while simultaneously studying sports management. Of course, times had changed; competition on university teams was much fiercer. The title of "unattainable campus beauty" remained, but she gradually lost her chance to be a key player on the team, participating only in training activities and occasionally attending extra classes. The level of competition gradually became a kind of "university club activity" for Chen Ying. Fortunately, under the tutelage of Liu Chen, the head of the Sports Management Department who greatly admired her, she was indeed able to learn some knowledge and re-plan her future career path.

She still played basketball, but more so because it gave her a reason to wear ridiculously expensive genuine Air Jordans, the most fashionable European and American sportswear and accessories, and to dye a few strands of her hair a rose color. She still wore her favorite and most skilled side ponytail, but now she was using a $90 bottle of Kerastase hair conditioner. She had never rejected the allure of sexiness since she was a child, and she already... She became more skilled, not only correcting her shooting motion to make it more dynamic, so that boys could more enthusiastically admire the curves of her jump and landing, but she even began to consciously learn to match the color of her t-shirt to the degree of sweating. Sometimes she would deliberately let the sweat stain her chest into an inverted triangle, allowing her sweat stains to have the most intoxicating visual effect under the sunlight. The t-shirt would be stained a darker shade from her collarbone to her cleavage, better showcasing her youthful and invincible breasts and a unique sexual allure… She also knew how to show off the shape of her calves, and how to control her skin color to lean slightly towards a “wheat” hue. She differs slightly from ordinary female college students who blindly pursue fair skin; she exudes a more sophisticated air. Combined with athletic socks and hot pants, she allows her legs to ignite the desires of male students… or how to showcase her waist, or how to display her back and arms, and, if necessary, reveal the straps of her high-end lingerie… These scenes, which are actually sexy enough to make male college students swoon, are masked by the bright and healthy imagery of sunshine, youth, and sports against the backdrop of basketball and volleyball, gaining acceptance within the campus environment. After all, she is only 18 years old, a freshman who, due to age falsification, started university a year early. Now… Regardless of her basketball skills, most of the boys who came to watch the girls' team practice and games were actually there to see Chen Ying. Even the school's publicity department found her temperament and beauty truly captivating, and even produced posters of her playing basketball into recruitment materials for Hexi University, printing them into brochures to attract high school students with the message, "This is your future senior sister."

She understood that under normal circumstances, in a typical environment, she was just one of the many beautiful students at Hexi University, perhaps possessing a unique charm due to her height and light brown skin. Nowadays, girls are increasingly adept at skincare and dressing up; the title of "school beauty" isn't so easily bestowed. For example, her own... My roommate, Qiongqiong, sometimes when I look at her, sitting quietly cross-legged with her trousers loose, exuding a lazy and charming beauty, is simply breathtaking. Even Chen Ying would stare in a daze, feeling inferior. But when she plays basketball… in the moment of jumping, in the instant of dribbling, in the crossover move, in the wave of her hands wiping the sweat from her forehead, in the occasional glimpse of her slender waist, in the bounce of her breasts as they land, her beauty in that moment is captivating, adding immense points to her charm.

In that moment, she is the center of attention. Just like now, sitting on the podium.

For her, sports have increasingly become a way to enhance her allure. Tools and background. So she increasingly enjoyed playing more "beautiful" sports. She played billiards, did yoga, and even hired Yan Wenyun, the top beauty from the provincial team, to be her and her roommate Shi Qiong's private tennis coach, all to improve the standard of their shots. That was beautiful, that was sexy.

I'm charming, and I can play tennis.

I'm most charming when I play tennis.

I'm aloof and beautiful.

I have a graceful figure and a pure temperament.

And I'm a well-mannered freshman at a top university.

And I have a sharp, cold smile that captivates men.

Perhaps many boys wouldn't even dare to dream of conquering me?!

"The Heavenly Emperors torment the demons, yet the Asuras laugh, their smiles like those of a demon..." She was actually quite satisfied with her current position. She had already achieved a part of the feeling she had hoped to gain from basketball. Besides,

her current seat was only five seats away from the governor.

She raised her head, forcing a slightly arrogant smile, making her chest appear even more proud and upright beneath her sports uniform. Of course, she could only wear her uniform today, unable to display her expensive, sexy, youthful clothes, but below the stage, more people would appreciate her beauty and posture, rather than care too much about the leaders' platitudes.

She enjoyed this moment. Even though she was just an insignificant student athlete representative, even though this was an important ceremony, even though the leaders on the stage were far beyond the ordinary definition of leaders; the natural attraction of a girl, especially a beautiful young girl, still made her the focus of everyone's attention. Moreover, Shi Qiong wasn't around; at this moment, no one could compete with her or steal her spotlight.

She smiled. "The unapproachable school beauty" will give you a smile this time, a little more sunny and approachable. "The Heavenly Emperors torment the demons, yet the Asuras laugh, their smiles like demons"—this was a line she had remembered for so many years. She wanted to smile, to make herself radiant, to add a touch of mystery, to make herself breathtakingly beautiful, yet unapproachable… Secretary Wang Ding always had a good habit of speaking concisely and powerfully, and today, seemingly a last-minute decision, he was even more so; with him setting the tone, Director Song and Principal Xiao didn't dare to say too much nonsense. As for Teacher Liu Chen, the only woman Chen Ying found noble and approachable, she was always taciturn, elegant and quiet, and in this setting, she wouldn't say much more.

The ceremony wasn't long, and she certainly wouldn't stay on the stage forever. Today, her speech as a student representative was drafted by the school's publicity department; it was just a few empty words, and she had no say in it. As the ceremony drew to a close, the host enthusiastically encouraged everyone to stand and applaud again, and the media flashed their cameras. Everyone was smiling warmly but insincerely, seemingly celebrating something they didn't understand. Chen Ying, however, felt a pang of reluctance. While mimicking her teacher's elegant, small claps, she still felt a lingering attachment to the feeling of sitting there… For a moment, she felt as if she had touched the edge of some power and social class, and even at only 18, it gave her a slight sexual arousal. She couldn't help but cross her long legs and rub them together.

She certainly didn't care about the Sports Industry Research Institute; she didn't even understand what kind of organization it was.

But she still felt a little nostalgic for the feeling of being on the stage…

Chapter 18: Liu Chen, Yesterday Seems to Return

Liu Chen sat at one end of the department head's desk, smiling, and poured Shi Chuanyue a warm cup of Biluochun tea.

She was meeting with the leader today, so she was dressed formally in a deep blue, elegant dress with a few camel-colored willow leaves embroidered at the neckline and waist, and she had also specially paired it with her favorite pearl necklace. She was satisfied with her appearance today. Now, with her arms crossed, she looked at Chuan Yue with loving eyes, calm, elegant, composed, and noble.

She didn't want to lose her composure in front of her nephew. She refused to be a defeated, resentful woman, refused to be a petty, weak person, refused to show even the slightest anxiety or dejection in any detail. She wanted to remain radiant, as tranquil and peaceful as the waters of Xiyue Lake.

"Divorce" meant nothing, "going back to work" meant nothing, "her ex-husband's imprisonment" meant nothing. Even though she was no longer the wife of Shi Shu'an, the Vice Minister of Foreign Affairs, even though she was now under "observation," she was still, at least, Liu Chen, the eldest daughter of the Liu family, Shi Qiong's mother, Shi Yuanshu's beloved daughter-in-law, and Shi Chuan Yue's aunt. She had always been the one to care for others with gentleness and consideration; she was unaccustomed to and unable to accept others worrying about her, especially Chuan Yue.

She had been married into the Shi family for fifteen years, raised Chuan Yue for fifteen years, until she arranged for him to go abroad. Humans aren't plants or trees; how can they be without feelings? As the years accumulate, even blood ties become almost unimportant. This child, to her, is a close relative, as dear as her daughter; she is like the child's biological mother. She doesn't allow the child to worry about her; she has always been the one taking care of him.

Now, with a touch of joy and relief, looking at the little boy before her—the one who had countless times been mischievous and annoyed her, countless times charmed her, countless times caused trouble and worried her, and countless times brought her joy with every little step of growth—she has grown into a tall, handsome young man, beginning to exude a strong masculine charm. Her feelings are far from the calm they appear on the surface. It's as if the events of the past nineteen years, suppressed for so long, are about to surface, filling her with both emotion and excitement.

After graduating from university in England, she married Shi Shu'an directly. It was a political marriage, arranged by the elders of the Liu and Shi families. Although it involved a so-called "arranged meeting," her parents made it clear to her that this wasn't a choice. He was a man with deep, penetrating eyes. The couple, in terms of thought, appearance, family background, education, and temperament, possessed an enviable and perfectly matched harmony, befitting the image of a diplomat's wife who frequently accompanied her husband on his travels.

She was a very conservative woman. Although she was very proud of her captivating figure and beautiful face when looking in the mirror, and believed she could attract many outstanding men if she so desired; although she had experienced a somewhat romantic relationship with a classmate during her school days, she always maintained her chastity and never had sexual relations with anyone. Only after marriage did she fully surrender her virginity to her husband. Countless times, that man with deep eyes, composed demeanor, and even a touch of gloom, seemed to find complete relaxation in her snow-white flesh, in her warm embrace, on her soft breasts, between her damp legs, panting, indulging, releasing, thrusting… She was initially gratified, feeling that she had fulfilled her duties as a wife in the bedroom, bringing her husband satisfaction and pleasure. Of course, besides family life, the majority of her marriage with Shi Shu'an revolved around diplomacy, politics, circles, struggles, power, and wealth—those veiled terms, evasive language, reserved postures, and profound schemes… She could also provide her husband with intellectual and resource support, helping him devise strategies, analyze pros and cons, navigate the turbulent waters of officialdom, and maneuver through conspiracies. She knew this marriage was part of a transaction, but marriage was, after all, the most important event in a woman's life, especially since she already had such a charming and adorable daughter, and a nephew who clung to her like a mother. She had always been content with her family, her marriage, and her simple happiness.

Until one day, during a casual tidying up, she discovered her husband's "little secret": he and a young actress named Ji Yarong had recorded sex videos for their amusement. In those videos, the positions he was performing on that youthful body were far from normal sexual intercourse. Was that man, roaring, screaming, spewing wild and vulgar language, still the same peaceful, refined husband with deep eyes who had been with her for fifteen years?

She maintained her composure and elegance, calmly presenting her discovery to her husband, who responded just as calmly.

"This girl's surname is Ji, and she's an actress with the Capital Cultural Troupe."

"Besides marriage, I need something else. I might not be able to fully obtain that from you, so I need this supplement..."

"If you can't agree, or feel it's a betrayal, I can immediately end this and guarantee it will never happen again. I assure you with my integrity that we can still give Qiongqiong a complete family..."

"If you truly cannot accept this, we can also separate peacefully... I believe that property issues won't be an obstacle for us..."

"Everything depends on you, but I hope you won't make a decision yet, think it over rationally..." Her

husband spoke as if he were discussing some international trade dispute.

Their conversations were always like this: rational, calm, peaceful, only half-said, never fully explained.

She almost couldn't control her despair and anger, almost wanted to slap her husband across the face, almost wanted to pin that young girl to the ground and beat her, punch her, kick her, bite her, and... But it was just a moment of anger, a fleeting feeling.

Behind the scenes, she cried, even cried bitterly, no different from any other betrayed wife. She even stared blankly at the video, imagining her husband's youthful body being enjoyed in the video becoming her own. But in public, even only in front of her husband and daughter, she had to choose to be strong and dignified. She could control herself; she refused to be a defeated, resentful woman, refused to be a petty, weak person, refused to show even the slightest anxiety or dejection. She wanted to be radiant, as serene and peaceful as the waters of Xiyue Lake.

She chose divorce.

She conveyed her decision to her two children and their respective elders in a tactful and peaceful manner, maintaining the dignity of both parties. She even emphasized to her family herself: "How many fifteen-year periods does one have in a lifetime? I truly gave the best fifteen years of my life to this family, to Lao Shi. My youth has indeed faded, my prime is over, and this marriage certainly didn't last… But looking back on these fifteen years, they were still happy, joyful, fulfilling, and meaningful… I don't blame anyone, not even that young girl; she did nothing wrong…"

She wouldn't allow anyone to portray this marriage as a disaster, or even as a mistake. Because even without her husband, she still had a beautiful and lovely daughter who had grown into a graceful young woman; and she had this young man who gently called her "Auntie."

She knew that this boy had once secretly watched her bathe and change clothes, but she wasn't particularly bothered. It was a common curiosity among teenage boys, and could even be seen as a compliment or affection. Could her naked body inspire fantasies in her nephew? Sometimes, when she secretly thought about it, besides the annoyance, she also felt a touch of sweetness.

But at this moment, looking at Chuan Yue's once-familiar smile, she suddenly felt a surge of emotion, unable to calm down. For a moment, she seemed to lose her senses, as if she were seeing her ex-husband's smile: this child had indeed become more mature and charming, and like Lao Shi, he had begun to have a pair of deep, unfathomable eyes.

"Xiao Yue, are you comfortable living in a studio apartment?" She was Liu Chen, Shi Chuan Yue's aunt, so she should ask about his basic living conditions first.

"Don't worry, Auntie, it's fine there. I lived alone abroad too... I can take care of myself." Chuan Yue's eyes held a rare sincerity in front of Liu Chen.

"Have you called Grandpa?" She was Liu Chen, Shi Yuan Shu's beloved daughter-in-law, and she had to ask this question.

"Auntie, I'm fine, and Grandpa is fine too..." Chuan Yue seemed to be giving a somewhat irrelevant answer this time.

"Your uncle's matter... actually, you... don't need to worry about it." She was Liu Chen, Shi Shu An's ex-wife, and she calmly comforted him. She knew that her nephew had grown up and could understand the meaning behind her words.

“Auntie… I’m fine. I believe in the law, I believe in Uncle. Auntie, you have to believe in me too…” When Chuan Yue said “you have to believe in me too,” a certain light seemed to shine in his eyes.

She understood the deeper meaning in her nephew’s words, and helplessly sighed as she picked up her teacup, took a sip, and watched as Chuan Yue followed suit, obediently taking a sip as well. These habitual little actions seemed to remind her of the little child who followed her around many years ago. She could only rub her hands together, finally taking on the role she had always truly played: mother.

"Working at the provincial bureau is good enough for you. You need to be more settled and stop making your aunt worry about you like before."

"Ask your superiors and seniors for advice. Young people who are too arrogant are prone to making mistakes..."

"Stop associating with those shady friends. Coming to Hexi is good; it's quieter here..."

"But I heard some of your less-than-good 'friends' are also in Hexi. You should avoid them..."

"Go to the grassroots sports centers more often. Young people need to be able to endure hardship; gaining experience is the most important thing..."

"Don't just drink alcohol; drink more tea. Drinking too much alcohol can lead to mistakes and harm your health..."

"Even though you're working now, you still need to maintain your physical exercise. Good health is the most important thing; it will also help you integrate into the athlete community..."

"Did you have a girlfriend when you were in school?... You're not getting any younger; if you find someone suitable, you should take it seriously..."

"Auntie, I can't lie to you. I've dated two girlfriends in America, but it wasn't anything too serious. And they were foreigners, so even if I wanted to, you couldn't agree, right? ...It's a personal matter, I'll be careful myself..." Chuan Yue was just like a big boy who was affectionately complaining about his mother's nagging in front of her.

"Don't try to change the subject with me. What I really want to tell you isn't about personal matters... but... about relationships... Do you understand the difference? Why did you go abroad? Don't forget the pain once the wound has healed... Xiao Yue... I hope you can find a proper girlfriend, settle down and start a family properly. Your behavior outside... to put it nicely, it's called being a playboy; to put it bluntly, it's called fooling around..."

"You could say you were young and ignorant before, but now you have to be sensible. Now that your uncle's situation is like this... and your grandfather's health isn't good. You're the only heir in the Shi family... If there's any more trouble, I won't be able to do anything about it..."

"Auntie, I'm really behaving myself now..." Chuan Yue scratched his head, still just like the child he used to be, unable to hide his mischievousness and cunning in front of her.

He seemed to have a moment of genuine emotion, and couldn't help but step forward and pick a loose thread from Liu Chen's cuff.

“Auntie, I know it’s all Uncle’s fault. He’s the one who’s wronged you. Now that Uncle’s in trouble, you’ve been dragged down with him and are stuck here… Actually, what I mean is… Auntie, you should really consider it when you meet the right person… I asked Grandpa, and he thinks the same way…”

Liu Chen blushed, a rare occurrence, as Chuan Yue’s fingertips brushed against her arm. There was a warmth in her eyes, but also a touch of shyness. These weren’t the only things people had said to her over the years, but hearing them from her nephew made her feel inexplicably hot.

"You're still changing the subject... I'm talking about you... Stop changing the subject..."

"Auntie, this isn't changing the subject, I mean it sincerely... You're actually not that old, but in terms of family background, looks, temperament, and education... I'm afraid there's no one else like you in the entire Hexi City... Qiongqiong is in university now, you don't need to worry about that little brat, and as for Uncle's affairs, you told me not to interfere, but I think you should really not interfere... Uncle's affairs are my responsibility..."

"You're getting more and more rude," Liu Chen sensed the sincerity in Chuan Yue's eyes, and also felt a certain special flame. This time it was her turn to change the subject: "...You rarely come to the school, why don't you go to the dormitory to see your sister later... This girl is getting more and more restless, and I can't really discipline her. When you see her, you should give her a good talking-to... But you, as her brother, aren't setting a good example either... Sigh, both of them are a worry for me..."

"Does Qiongqiong live at school? Doesn't she live with you?"

"She lives with me most of the time. But because of the pressure of her studies, I also got her a dormitory room at the school. But she's gotten even worse. Taking advantage of having two places, she's often nowhere to be found for days on end. I'm too old to control her. It's actually quite difficult to get her a double apartment suite... Only the New Fifth Dormitory has this kind of accommodation... You should go and check on her more often for your aunt. You're an adult now, but she's becoming more and more like a wild girl, completely out of control. Now she spends a lot of money. She's just a student, yet she spends so much every month. I should try to keep an eye on her a little. Before, she would ask Lao Shi for money. I talked to Lao Shi and told him not to spoil her so much, and she knew to ask her grandfather and her uncle for money, making herself like... Sigh... It makes me angry just thinking about it... Just like you used to be..."

“Auntie, how can you blame me for this? I went abroad when Qiongqiong was in high school. I'll go see her later… Actually, spending a little more money on Qiongqiong isn't a big deal. She's all grown up now, she must have a boyfriend, right?” A certain fire gleamed in Chuan Yue's eyes, which didn't escape Liu Chen's notice, and a slight unease stirred within her.

“You naughty child. I've been talking about you all along, why are you always interrogating us, mother and son…”

Chuan Yue leaned in half a foot and gently rubbed Liu Chen's knee, seemingly flirtatious, but actually being coquettish, almost intending to stroke her thigh: "Auntie, you're making me sound like a little kid. I genuinely care about you all..."

Liu Chen blushed even more, feeling her nephew's behavior was a bit improper. She moved her knee slightly away, glared at him, and scolded, "Why are you still like this, so unruly..."

Chuan Yue seemed to give up, his smile still so innocent: "Haha, Auntie, you don't look like a university teacher at all, you're more like a little girl like Qiongqiong... By the way, Auntie, about the Sports Industry Research Institute..."

He mentioned the "research institute," seemingly casually and without a specific topic, but Liu Chen fell silent. In an instant, their conversation changed from the mundane family chatter of "mother and son" to a style of conversation he was more familiar with—like what? More like the style of conversation she often had with Shi Shu'an back then. Calm, composed, carefully chosen words… those subtle phrasings, evasive language, reserved posture, and profound strategy… her demeanor seemed to transform in an instant, becoming that of a different person.

She gazed out the window, pursing her lips in silence. After a moment, she suddenly brought up a topic completely unrelated to what Chuan Yue had just said: “Xiao Yue, you’re in the Group Affairs Department now, right?”

“Yes.”

“…Besides your department head, Director Luo, you’ve also met Director Liu from the Provincial Bureau, and Director Chen, haven’t you?”

“Look at what you’re saying. Director Liu is a big leader; you don’t see him normally, but you always see him at meetings… Director Chen is practically the second-in-command in the bureau; of course I’ve met him…”

“Xiao Yue…” She found it difficult to speak, searching her mind for the right words. She felt as if she weren’t talking to Shi Chuan Yue, but to her ex-husband. "The sports world also operates under the rule of law. Many leaders, including Director Chen, are grassroots cadres, and they all act according to national policies and laws... Do you understand?"

"Auntie," Chuan Yue smiled, his eyes deep, but his smile was peaceful, like a spring breeze blowing across the earth. "What are you talking about? I know everything..."

Liu Chen blew on her tea leaves and said quietly, "Director Chen's daughter still shares a dormitory with Qiongqiong, and they are good friends..."

Chuan Yue nodded, seemingly casually saying, "That girl's name is Chen Ying, right? The one on the stage today... Very good, Qiongqiong should have her own suitable social circle..."

Liu Chen looked at him, then at the window, shook her head, and sighed.

Chapter 19: Chen Ying, Girls' Dormitory

After the ceremony, Chen Ying couldn't leave.

Secretary Wang made a brief appearance and went back, but Principal Xiao still accompanied Director Song and Director Liu on a tour of the newly built basketball stadium, insisting that Chen Ying accompany them. Director Liu recognized her and greeted her with a smile. Chen Ying could only respond politely, though she didn't like Liu Tieming at all. However, he was her father's superior, and she knew her place, so she could only smile and greet him politely. It wasn't until after taking photos with the leaders that Chen Ying returned to the new girls' dormitory at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Hexi University is a century-old prestigious university. Because its original site was built on the former Baisong Academy, its architectural style, even after expansion, remains largely unchanged, retaining its red brick and black tile style and much of its ancient charm. Only the newest batch of dormitories for international students, built three years ago, has begun to adopt modern architectural features. Gradually moving away from the original style, it has been praised by many young people, while others can't help but criticize it as "worshiping foreign things."

The new girls' dormitory is the best-equipped building in this batch. Especially the sixth floor, where two people share a suite—actually a small two-bedroom apartment—it's beautifully decorated, complete with a TV, internet, sofa, air conditioner, refrigerator, washing machine, and kitchen and bathroom appliances. Both small rooms have individual wardrobes, desks, and 1.5-meter-wide beds. The bathrooms even have bidets. These conditions are comparable to a typical apartment in the city, and far superior to the accommodations of most ordinary students in the university dormitories.

Of course, these dozen or so "top-of-the-line" rooms are not affordable for the average student. While they don't inquire much about each other's accommodations, it's clear that 27,000 yuan a year, excluding utilities, is not something the average family can afford or would even consider paying. Even some well-off families are unlikely to spend so much on university dormitories, feeling it would be too extravagant, too indulgent, and too conspicuous. That said, after ten years of university expansion, Hexi University now enrolls over 4,000 students per year. Some wealthy families, who are particularly doting on their children and fear they won't have a good life away from home, specifically target these dormitories. Over time, despite the exorbitant accommodation fees, the demand far exceeded the supply. Without special connections, girls considered "the apple of the university's eye" simply couldn't secure a spot.

Chen Ying was lucky; she and her roommate, Shi Qiong, were among those "the apple of the university's eye." Initially, her father strongly opposed her living in this dormitory, even believing it would "set a bad example." However, he couldn't resist Chen Ying's persistent pleading and sarcastic remarks, and finally, he reluctantly used his connections to secure a spot for her. It was through this that Chen Ying met her roommate, Shi Qiong. Coincidentally, Shi Qiong's mother was her department head, Liu Chen. Later, she realized that her father's eventual agreement to let her live there was likely more about the opportunity to meet other children of high-ranking officials. Perhaps her father even knew she would be sharing a room with Shi Qiong? Just look at Shi Qiong's family background—they seemed far wealthier than hers. Later, after getting to know Qiongqiong better, she learned that her father was actually a vice-ministerial level official. However, it seems like he divorced Teacher Liu three years ago.

Mom and Dad divorced? Sounds terrible, doesn't it? My mom's been dead for six years… Chen Ying sometimes pursed her lips, thinking bitterly.

As for Shi Qiong, although their daily relationship was very close—they talked about everything, shared everything, and often clung to each other, doing crazy things only girls do—Chen Ying always had a strange feeling: Qiongqiong was completely different from her. Why did she always feel that Qiongqiong was better than her in every way?

Maybe it all stemmed from her parents being richer and more powerful. The more privileged your family background, the easier it is to compare it with others. The daughter of a vice-ministerial level official is naturally better than the daughter of a section chief… Chen Ying knew it was despicable, but she couldn't help thinking that way.

But sometimes, even in her own usually confident and proud beauty, Shi Qiong seemed to be slightly better than her. Was that also an illusion caused by the difference in their family backgrounds? Actually, Qiongqiong wasn't as tall as me, and at first glance, her figure wasn't particularly impressive. But her nose and eyelashes exuded a kind of spirituality, like a feline, full of cunning charm. Her big eyes seemed to be blinking and telling a story of innocence, but if you looked closely, she could disappear as if she were agile. This isn't something that can be simply described as pretty or beautiful... She has a mischievous habit of changing her hairstyle almost every day, a quirky charm that exudes confidence in her looks and temperament; and then there are her adorable, fleshy lips... Yes, the most incredible thing is her lips. Even if it's all an illusion, Shi Qiong's lips are indeed top-tier beauty, almost like a retouched close-up of a model in a print photo. They're slightly pouty and cute, with two upturned tips on her upper lip that seem to tell a story through their shape. Her philtrum is plump and fleshy, while the corners of her lips curve gently towards the corners. The color of her lips is like a peeled peach, giving them a moist and juicy feel even without lip gloss. How can someone have such adorable lips...? This detail really adds so much to Shi Qiong's charm.

Actually, her style was quite different from Shi Qiong's. She had many things she was proud of, including being taller than Qiong Qiong. Oh, and there was a crucial point: besides height, her breasts were a size larger than Qiong Qiong's. Even college girls these days understand that bigger breasts are better, more eye-catching, right? But for a style like Shi Qiong's, being a busty woman wasn't really necessary.

Chen Ying shook her head, opened the dormitory door, and went inside. Outside was a pinkish-blue living room, with two bedroom doors on the south side. Shi Qiong's room was half-open. She pushed open Shi Qiong's door first, peeked in, and softly called, "Qiong Qiong..." There was no answer. The curtains were drawn, and only soft breathing could be heard. A petite figure was wrapped in the blankets, and the whole room seemed to be filled with a warm, sweet scent—she was taking a nap.

Chen Ying closed Shi Qiong's door again, returned to her own room, and closed the door. She quickly kicked off her sneakers and put on her slippers. She drew her curtains, turned on the wall lamp, and opened the wardrobe, actually just to reveal the full-length mirror behind the door. Facing the mirror, she began to undress. She always loved watching herself undress in the mirror; she loved admiring her most beautiful figure at the peak of her youth.

She ripped the zipper off her school uniform and tossed it onto the bed with a flourish. In the mirror appeared a beautiful upper body encased in a fitted, pure white cotton undershirt. From the absolute delicacy of her waist, a soft extension upwards, and then, accentuated by the undershirt, two alluring breasts stood proudly and vibrantly. This kind of charm wasn't easily appreciated by the half-baked boys in school. Chen Ying, hands on her hips, struck a pose in front of the mirror:

"Do you recognize this girl? Big bosses? Want to take a picture with me like this?!" She giggled to herself. But then, still not satisfied, she bent down and ripped off her school trousers as well. Then, in the mirror appeared a body with two long, slender, white legs. The removal of the school uniform made it seem as if one could completely forget that the girl in the mirror was a student.

Chen Ying had always understood that she possessed a more mature charm than her peers. A snow-white undershirt, pale pinkish-yellow underwear, two breathtaking legs—her snow-white thighs were slender yet firm and strong due to years of physical training. Most alluring and mesmerizing was a dark red mole near her inner thigh. Against the backdrop of white skin, it might seem slightly "imperfect," but it added an extra layer of sexy allure. Imagine how mesmerized a man would be if he could see that mole, because it was located on the inner thigh, a part of a girl's body that shouldn't be shared with ordinary people… Chen Ying struck a pose in front of the mirror, hands on hips, head held high, chest out, her legs in a T-shape, the lines exceptionally captivating. It was a pity there were no men in the room; if there were, they would surely be overwhelmed by this sexy sight.

She then simply lifted her undershirt from below her waist and pulled it over her head, revealing her bra. Beneath the bra, her breasts looked more like those of a lingerie model than a young girl. Full and plump, the small portion of her nipples peeking out from the cups was enough to declare that this wasn't just lingerie, but genuine youthful vitality.

The bra was also beautiful, a soft pinkish-yellow like her panties. Although she had a body that was gradually maturing, she was still only 19 and still liked wearing girlish lingerie. Interestingly, her impressive height, long legs, and beautiful breasts combined with this girlish lingerie created a unique visual impact.

Holding the edge of her panties, she crossed her hips at the narrowest part of her waist, twisting left and right, admiring herself in the mirror, indulging in a bit of self-admiration.

"Want to take a picture with me like this? Do you want to play with my body? That Zhang from my class, that Chen from the men's basketball team, that self-important Li Teng from the student council, do you want to see what I look like in my underwear? Teacher Han from the department, Coach Xu from the women's team, you've peeked at my neckline, haven't you? Want to feel the texture here? Oh, and our respected Principal Xiao, Director Liu, and the big leader in the middle today, Secretary Wang... You bunch of old bastards, do you want to see what's inside my panties? And... and... that person... he must want to too... Haha, haha... a bunch of idiots..."

She smugly fantasized in front of the mirror for a long time, thinking about this and that, and even couldn't resist the urge to go to her closet to get that vibrator to have some fun. The buzzer in the living room suddenly went off, startling her. Thinking there was no one else in her room, she rushed to the door without even getting dressed and pressed the button. The downstairs auntie's voice came through the loudspeaker: "603... Shi Qiong's brother is here..."

"Oh... yes, yes, please let him come up..."

Actually, most male and female dormitories at Hexi University don't allow visitors, but in dormitories like the new girls' dormitory, even the school knows that the students living there, even if they aren't international students, all have very active social lives, so they turn a blind eye and relax their regulations. The downstairs auntie is used to visitors from all sorts of people. Since

Shi Qiong's brother was coming up, she naturally had to wake Shi Qiong, but that wasn't the priority. She was only wearing underwear and a bra. Chen Ying couldn't care less about anything else, so she ran back to her room and hastily grabbed a large t-shirt and loose pajama pants from the closet to put on. She tidied her hair in front of the mirror, re-secured the red ribbon that held her ponytail in place. It wouldn't be good to be too revealing if someone came over. She checked her neckline again…okay…although her breasts, encased in a bra, still had a rather alluring shape under her large t-shirt, at least she wasn't showing too much. While her appearance was a bit casual and relaxed, it was acceptable.

Just as she was getting herself into a presentable state, there was a knock at the door. Chen Ying could only answer, "Coming," and go to open it. Upon opening the door, she was surprised to see a tall young man standing there. "Wow, so handsome!" she thought.

"Hello…I'm looking for Shi Qiong…" The smiling man who entered was very tall, probably close to 1.9 meters. He had a buzz cut, wore a dark turtleneck sweater, and black-rimmed glasses. His refined demeanor couldn't hide his muscular physique. His eyes were deep and bright, his features were well-defined, and his clothes were impeccably dressed. Chen Ying, being a woman of the world, was momentarily stunned. She suddenly realized that her attire was a bit too casual, but since things had come to this, she could only greet him, "Come in, come in... Qiongqiong is taking a nap inside... I'm her roommate..."

Chen Ying led Chuan Yue to sit on the sofa in the living room. Being her nature, she couldn't help but joke, "I didn't know Qiongqiong had such a handsome brother like you... You look like... like..." She couldn't think of anyone who he looked like for a moment.

The man smiled charmingly, politely adjusted his glasses, crossed his arms, and said courteously, "I'm her cousin, Shi Chuanyue. I've been studying abroad and haven't had much time to take care of my sister, which is why Qiongqiong mentions me so little... I didn't know Qiongqiong had such a beautiful roommate like you..."

"You're so good at talking. My name is Chen Ying, and I'm in the Sports Management Department..."

"Oh, so you're my aunt's student, right..."

"Yes, Professor Liu is our department head. I'm on the school basketball team... Judging from your physique, you must have played basketball too..." After saying this, Chen Ying suddenly felt a little annoyed. She had acted a bit too girlish today. Wasn't she supposed to be that cool, aloof basketball beauty? Why did she seem to lose control when she saw a handsome adult man?

“I’ve never played basketball, but I did sprint when I was little… For professional basketball, my height isn’t anything special…” The man smiled, a little shyly, like a spring breeze sweeping across the earth: “I’ve heard my aunt mention you. You’re Director Chen’s daughter, right…”

Chen Ying’s face darkened slightly, but she quickly recovered: “It was Teacher Liu who told me. Do you know my father?”

Chuan Yue smiled and said, "I also work at the provincial bureau," but he seemed to sense that Chen Ying didn't like this topic. He took out a small, long, rectangular box from his clothing bag and smiled at Chen Ying, "This is for you..."

"Give...give...to me?" Chen Ying was a little stunned.

"It's our first meeting. Firstly, I want to thank you for taking care of my mischievous sister in the dormitory. Secondly...Director Chen is also my superior, and he has taken good care of me...I should express my gratitude..."

Chen Ying was a little disappointed and shrugged. This kind of scene was neither what she expected nor what she liked. She was used to it and didn't even extend her hand, shaking her head and saying, "I can't accept it..." Feeling really disappointed and resentful, she added, "Since you mentioned my father, I dare not accept it even more..." "

...This isn't anything valuable, it's not a bribe..." Chuan Yue actually generously tore open the box himself, revealing an orange basketball wristband... Chen Ying couldn't help but be curious. What was this? Why would someone give her this? Even if it's a brand-name sports wristband, how much could it be worth? Why would someone give you this?

Chuan Yue smiled and explained, "This is a souvenir that only alumni could purchase when Princeton University won the NCAA championship. Orange is the school's signature color... I redeemed it in the US with my student ID... In terms of money, it's only worth a dollar or two... It's really not anything valuable."

Chen Ying felt relieved. She not only thought it was quite meaningful, but also realized it didn't seem like a roundabout way of bribing her father. Besides, since it was a basketball wristband, it was a fitting gift. This young man was so thoughtful, it was almost like he had come to visit her, so she couldn't refuse. She smiled and accepted it, finding the style quite unique. She couldn't help but sincerely say, "Thank you," and simply put it on her wrist. She thought the quality of American-made items was actually quite good, and she liked it. She then said, "Qiongqiong is taking a nap... I'll wake her up for you..."

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