Student Retaliation

I remember when I was in elementary school, our homeroom teacher was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old female college student named Li Hongying. She was quite beautiful, but she had serious character flaws. For example, she forced students to attend extra classes. Those who didn't had to sit in the last row and do homework until after 1 a.m. every day. And no matter how well you did on a test, she would always find a reason to fail you. Students who received extra lessons or gave her gifts were treated completely differently. So, students from slightly wealthier families in our class, wanting to spare their children from hardship, would get extra lessons from her or give her gifts—shoes, clothes, cosmetics—she accepted almost anything. My family wasn't wealthy, so we were among those she bullied. My mother tried everything to please her to lessen my suffering, like helping the class move books and doing cleaning… but she still couldn't get equal treatment. Once, she even spoke ill of my mother in front of the whole class. I didn't dare say anything and could only bury my head in my desk and cry secretly. Later, my mother gave her a decorative lamp on Teacher's Day (it was something my mother's workplace gave out), and her attitude towards me softened slightly. I hated her to the core at the time, but I was too young to do anything, so I had to endure it. I vowed then and there that I would repay her tenfold someday. Fortunately, this kind of life only lasted for two years, when I was in third grade. That teacher went on maternity leave and stopped teaching us. Later, I heard that she had a daughter. In the following years, the teachers we had were all very kind to us, which motivated me to study. Otherwise, I would never have been able to get into a top junior high school, high school, and university, and my life might have been completely different. Later in junior high, I heard that she was exposed in the newspaper for overcharging and lost her job. I felt quite relieved at the time. Actually, by junior high, I had gradually forgotten about that Ms. Li, and the thought of revenge never crossed my mind again, until one day… During university, I started my own software business with a friend. It was quite successful; the company earned tens of millions of yuan a year without any problem. So I became the richest person in our school. Sometimes money really comes in handy. Since I had money, no teacher bothered me anymore, because they sometimes needed my help. I worked at the university for a few years, graduating without even taking many exams. Some professors wanted to recruit me for graduate school, but I declined, citing my busy schedule. When everyone was busy looking for jobs after graduation, I was busy recruiting. A few years later, the business grew bigger and bigger. The company transformed from a student enterprise into a well-known local company. Everything went smoothly, and we went public, which meant our future risks were reduced and our strength would only increase. Several friends who started the business with me were full of confidence, believing that surpassing Microsoft was only a matter of time. I was only 25 years old that year. On the second Sunday after the IPO, I booked a banquet at the Golden Island Hotel to celebrate our successful listing. The meal lasted until after 10 p.m., and everyone reminisced about the hard work and discussed the future prospects with great enthusiasm. Later, because it was so late, many employees left, leaving only a few of us in management. Just as we were getting into a lively conversation, Liu Jing's phone suddenly rang. This Liu Jing was the marketing guy we hired in the early stages of our business. He was in his forties, but looked older than my father. I remember when we first met him, one of my classmates said, "This guy is definitely impotent." He even secretly mocked his parents for naming him "Liu Jing" (meaning "leaky semen"), wondering how he could possibly be virile. However, in the years Old Liu has been with our company, he's made the marketing department incredibly successful. You could say that without him, we might not be where we are today. We all respect him. Although he's the marketing manager and not part of the core management team, I always accept his suggestions. "Hello?" "Still eating." "Maybe later, you should go to sleep." Liu Jing finished speaking in one breath and hung up. My buddy Liu Li, a little tipsy, said to Liu Jing in a suggestive tone, "Old Liu, where's your wife's phone?" Liu Jing shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing." Just then, one of the guys said, "Why don't we just invite your wife over for dinner?" Immediately, someone chimed in, "Yeah, we've never met your wife yet. Let's meet her today and see who's so unlucky to have married you." To be honest, although I've known Liu Jing for so many years and we're very close at work, I don't know much about his family and personal life. I've never actually seen his wife in all these years. This is something I haven't been good at showing concern for my employees, so I decided to make up for it. Besides, seeing Liu Jing's overflowing female hormones, I was genuinely curious about his wife. So I chimed in, "Yeah, Lao Liu. Just call her out so we can meet her. Are you hiding a mistress or something?" Liu Jing declined, saying, "The kids have school tomorrow, I can't be home alone. Besides, she might not even want to come." Liu Li immediately retorted, "What kind of excuse is that? Your kids are so old, they can't sleep without someone to tell them stories?" Everyone burst into laughter. I jokingly added, "Right, just say it's the chairman's order, and he'll dock your pay if you don't come." Seeing that we were all on the same page, Liu Jing had no choice but to call home and ask his wife to come. We laughed uncontrollably, "This henpecked husband. I'm never going to get married again." Everyone joked and laughed. A little while later, Liu Jing's wife really arrived! To be honest, before seeing her in person, our impression of her was always that she wore dark glasses, outdated clothes, and talked constantly about mundane things like cooking and childcare. But seeing her today was a complete surprise. Mrs. Liu looked to be in her early twenties, wearing a tight-fitting sports top and embroidered jeans—very fashionable indeed. Her figure was stunning; she certainly didn't look like the mother of a high school student. Her breasts were particularly large, accentuated by the tight top, and even as she walked, they bounced restlessly up and down. Her full hips swayed from side to side, making my buddies drool. I thought to myself, "That makes sense. Liu Jing earns so much money, but he doesn't know how to spend it all on his wife. No wonder he looks so young and beautiful in his thirties." Moreover, she exuded a mature aura, which could be felt in her every move—a charm that none of the young women in our company, fresh out of university, could match. When Liu Jing saw his wife arrive, he quickly got up to greet her, asking, "Aren't you cold wearing so little so late?" while draping his own coat over her. I suspected he was trying to prevent us from taking advantage of her. Then Liu Jing led his wife around and introduced her to us one by one. When he introduced me, Mrs. Liu's eyes lit up like a little girl finding her beloved doll. "You must be Mr. Ma? I've often heard my husband, Lao Liu, talk about you." I laughed, "What are you talking about? He just said I'm a cruel capitalist who only exploits people." "Not at all! He said you're young, capable, and decisive, a true dragon among men. You're even younger than I imagined, and so handsome too." I ignored those words; after all, I'm not a child who loves flattery anymore. If someone else said that, I'd even feel disgusted. She extended her hand to shake mine, and the moment I took her hand, my eyes involuntarily lingered on her face. Her eyes were large, possessing an indescribable quality; looking into them always felt like there was something hidden within, a kind of allure to everyone. Her nose was slightly upturned, her lips full, and her skin very fair, as if it held water—the kind of delicate, flawless skin people described. Her exquisite features combined to create a captivatingly beautiful face. Looking at her face, I had a persistent feeling of déjà vu, so I frantically searched my memory. For a businessman, memory is crucial. Finally, her information slowly formed in my mind. She was Li Hongying? My former teacher, Teacher Li, whom I used to hate the most! I couldn't believe how little someone's appearance could change. She looked almost exactly the same as before, the only difference perhaps being the mature air that added to her charm. As her smooth little hand slowly withdrew from mine, I felt as if she deliberately rubbed it against my palm, and I couldn't help but get an erection. I clapped my hands in surprise and asked, "You're Li Hongying?" She seemed very surprised. Liu Jing also asked, confused, "How did you know? I've never told anyone at the company, have I?" Upon hearing the name "Li Hongying," Liu Li, who was my best friend since elementary school, twitched as if electrocuted. Li Hongying smiled and asked, "How do you know my name?" "Teacher Li, you've forgotten. You were our homeroom teacher when I was in elementary school. I'm Ma Yun!"It seemed she had truly forgotten me. After thinking for a moment, she feigned delight and said, "Oh, you're Jack Ma! I remember now! Wow, I never imagined you'd become so successful. You're such a smart and hardworking kid. I knew you'd amount to something great when I first saw you. I was right!" I felt a wave of nausea, but I still smiled. We then reminisced about our "wonderful" elementary school days. I even made up stories about going to her for tutoring and playing at her house. She even chimed in, saying, "Those were truly memorable times." Rich people have the ability to turn lies into truth. At that moment, a seed buried deep within me suddenly sprouted wildly. My clever brain immediately provided me with a complete plan. As we were about to part ways, someone said, "Let's go to a nightclub and sing!" I was truly grateful to this person; they were my perfect assistant. Liu Jing looked troubled and said, "It's too late, we have to work tomorrow." I said, "It's okay, I'll give you all the day off tomorrow. Besides, Teacher Li and I have so much to talk about after not seeing each other for so long." In the end, we all went to a nightclub in the bustling city center. I don't usually go there, but I know a primary school classmate of mine works there as a dancer and a hostess, named Gan Lu. Actually, she used to be a nice girl, but Li Hongying ruined her life and she ended up resorting to prostitution. We booked a private room and ordered a few bottles of red wine. I excused myself to go to the restroom and found Gan Lu, asking, "Do you know who that woman in there is?" "What? You bring your own hostess?" "Do you remember Li Hongying?" As soon as I asked, she was so surprised that she couldn't speak. "It's her?" I nodded and said, "Get me some drugs." The nightclub had a lot more drugs than the pharmacy, like ecstasy, heroin, aphrodisiacs, tranquilizers, and so on. After a while, Gan Lu came in to deliver the wine and secretly gave me the drugs. So I kept urging Liu Jing and Li Hongying to drink, and finally Liu Jing was drunk, while Li Hongying was half-asleep. I said to everyone, "Old Liu's drunk, and Teacher Li's too. I'll drive them home. Have fun, and get some rest tomorrow." With that, I helped Liu Jing with one hand and grabbed Li Hongying with the other as we left. Li Hongying hadn't drunk too much; she'd sobered up a bit after getting some fresh air. She had initially said she'd go home by herself, but I insisted, and seeing how drunk Liu Jing was, she didn't say anything. We put Liu Jing in the back seat, and she sat on the passenger side, pointing out the direction to their house. Finally, we arrived at their door. Li Hongying said gratefully, "I'm so sorry you had to drive us home." "Not at all, it's only right for students to serve their teachers." "Alright, it's so late, you should go home now. I'll help him upstairs." I said, "Since you've already come to the door, I might as well take him inside. He's so heavy, you can't carry him, can you?" Li Hongying looked at her husband and nodded. She wrapped Liu Jing's hand around her neck, while I wrapped mine around his armpit. We then walked upstairs together. They lived in an apartment building without an elevator, requiring us to climb seven floors. Li Hongying was already out of breath after a few flights. Watching her ample breasts rise and fall like waves, my penis hardened; I desperately wanted to pin her down and have my way with her right there in the hallway. But I suppressed my lust, though the hand I was using to support Liu Jing under my armpit clearly felt the pressure of Li Hongying's breasts. I simply ran my fingers over her breasts, pretending to be helping her. I noticed the quality of her bra; it felt very comfortable. I pressed her breasts harder; as expected, they were incredibly soft. While imagining things, I reached inside her short-sleeved shirt. She seemed to sense something was amiss and shifted her body slightly, but as we turned the corner on the stairs, she leaned back against me, pressing her entire body against the back of my hand. But in this situation, could she possibly say anything to accuse me? I just had to bear it, just like I bore her back then. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and said to me, "I really can't go on. You go up first. I'll come up slowly. We live on the 7th floor, apartment 3." She handed me a set of keys. I had no choice but to take her up first. Damn, this old Liu is heavier than a pig; it took me a lot of strength to get him up. I put him on the sofa, took out a few sleeping pills from my bag and put them in his mouth, then quickly went down to meet Teacher Li. Teacher Li was on the fifth floor, her face flushed, probably because she was too tired, and she looked very cute. "Come on, let me help you up." Before she could refuse, I had already gone up and put one arm under her arm to support her, just like I had with Liu Jing. "Really, it's not necessary, I can walk by myself." I said with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay." My other hand started to rub and knead Teacher Li's right breast haphazardly. I then stretched my right leg between her legs. She instinctively squeezed her legs together, and I rubbed my already erect penis up and down her left buttock. "Ms. Li, you're pinching me," I said teasingly. She couldn't relax, nor could she hold on, so she remained in that position. I worked on her breasts, but she couldn't keep up with her lower body. Each time, I went up the stairs before her, making it seem like we were having sex through our clothes. Finally, I took her home. She blushed and thanked me awkwardly. Then she tiptoed into the house, first checking if her daughter was asleep. After confirming, she came back and poured us both a glass of water, saying, "You rest for a bit, I'll turn on the water heater." While she was in the bathroom, I slipped the aphrodisiac I'd prepared into her glass. A moment later, she came back and said, "Thank you so much today." I said, "Not at all. Actually, I've wanted to visit the boss's house for a while, but I've been too busy. To be honest, I often pass through this area." Ms. Li was polite, saying, "Really? Now that you've found a place, come over and visit when you have time." She took a sip of water. I thought I'd succeeded. I said, "Definitely, definitely. Then I won't disturb your rest any longer, I'll be going now." So Teacher Li got up to see me out. Actually, I stood at the door without leaving, but instead pressed my ear against it to listen for any sounds inside. I guessed...I casually rubbed my fingers against Li Hongying's breasts, pretending to be helping her. I noticed the quality of her bra; it felt very comfortable. I pressed her breasts harder, and as expected, they were incredibly soft. I imagined myself touching her breasts from under her short-sleeved shirt. She seemed to sense something was wrong and shifted her body slightly, but as she turned the corner on the stairs, she leaned back against me, pressing her hand against the back of my hand. But could she say anything in that situation? She had to endure it, just like I had endured hers before. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and said, "I really can't go on. You go up first. I'll come up slowly. We live on the 7th floor, apartment 3," handing me a set of keys. I had no choice but to take him up first. Damn, this old Liu is heavier than a pig; it took a lot of effort to get him up. I put him on the sofa, took out some sleeping pills from my bag and put them in his mouth, then quickly went downstairs to get Li Hongying. Ms. Li was walking up to the fifth floor, her face flushed from exhaustion, looking quite adorable. "Come on, let me help you up." Before she could refuse, I was already there, supporting her like I'd done with Liu Jing. "Really, no need, I can walk by myself," I said with a smile. "It's alright, it's alright." My other hand then began to roughly knead Ms. Li's right breast. I then stretched my right leg between her legs. She instinctively squeezed, and I began rubbing my already erect penis up and down her left buttock. "Ms. Li, you're squeezing me," I said teasingly. She couldn't relax or squeeze, so she remained in that position. I worked up and down, but she was too busy with her breasts to pay attention to her lower body. Each time, I went up the stairs before her, making it seem like we were having sex through her clothes. Finally, I got her home, and she thanked me awkwardly, her face flushed. Then I tiptoed into the house, first checking to see if my daughter was asleep. Once I was sure, I came back and poured a glass of water for both of us, saying, "You rest for a bit, I'll turn on the water heater." While she was in the bathroom, I slipped the aphrodisiac I'd prepared into her glass. A little while later, she came back and said, "Thank you so much today." I said, "Not at all. Actually, I've wanted to visit the boss's house for a while, but I've been so busy. To be honest, I often pass through this area." Ms. Li politely said, "Really? Now that you've found a place, come over and visit sometime." She took a sip of water. I thought I'd succeeded. I said, "Definitely, definitely. Then I won't disturb your rest any longer, I'll be going now." Ms. Li got up to see me out. Actually, I stood at the door, not leaving, but pressing my ear against it to listen for any sounds inside. I guessed...I casually rubbed my fingers against Li Hongying's breasts, pretending to be helping her. I noticed the quality of her bra; it felt very comfortable. I pressed her breasts harder, and as expected, they were incredibly soft. I imagined myself touching her breasts from under her short-sleeved shirt. She seemed to sense something was wrong and shifted her body slightly, but as she turned the corner on the stairs, she leaned back against me, pressing her hand against the back of my hand. But could she say anything in that situation? She had to endure it, just like I had endured hers before. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and said, "I really can't go on. You go up first. I'll come up slowly. We live on the 7th floor, apartment 3," handing me a set of keys. I had no choice but to take him up first. Damn, this old Liu is heavier than a pig; it took a lot of effort to get him up. I put him on the sofa, took out some sleeping pills from my bag and put them in his mouth, then quickly went downstairs to get Li Hongying. Ms. Li was walking up to the fifth floor, her face flushed from exhaustion, looking quite adorable. "Come on, let me help you up." Before she could refuse, I was already there, supporting her like I'd done with Liu Jing. "Really, no need, I can walk by myself," I said with a smile. "It's alright, it's alright." My other hand then began to roughly knead Ms. Li's right breast. I then stretched my right leg between her legs. She instinctively squeezed, and I began rubbing my already erect penis up and down her left buttock. "Ms. Li, you're squeezing me," I said teasingly. She couldn't relax or squeeze, so she remained in that position. I worked up and down, but she was too busy with her breasts to pay attention to her lower body. Each time, I went up the stairs before her, making it seem like we were having sex through her clothes. Finally, I got her home, and she thanked me awkwardly, her face flushed. Then I tiptoed into the house, first checking to see if my daughter was asleep. Once I was sure, I came back and poured a glass of water for both of us, saying, "You rest for a bit, I'll turn on the water heater." While she was in the bathroom, I slipped the aphrodisiac I'd prepared into her glass. A little while later, she came back and said, "Thank you so much today." I said, "Not at all. Actually, I've wanted to visit the boss's house for a while, but I've been so busy. To be honest, I often pass through this area." Ms. Li politely said, "Really? Now that you've found a place, come over and visit sometime." She took a sip of water. I thought I'd succeeded. I said, "Definitely, definitely. Then I won't disturb your rest any longer, I'll be going now." Ms. Li got up to see me out. Actually, I stood at the door, not leaving, but pressing my ear against it to listen for any sounds inside. I guessed...

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