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The new semester was as boring as ever. After the first semester, freshmen became upperclassmen, and the first thing they learned was to skip classes. In non-key departments like Economics and Management, classrooms were often half empty.
Seeing that Qu Ming and Cai Ji's seats were empty, Jing Li felt a strange emotion, a sense of loss. After class, she received a call from Su Yulin, the department's assistant intern.
Su Yulin said with a flirtatious smile, "Teacher Jing Li, I have something to do, I can't go to the department today." She was with Qu Ming, wasn't she? A sour feeling welled up in Jing Li's heart, and she said softly, "Okay, I understand." "There's something else, he said he wants you to come to the bar this afternoon." The gloom in Jing Li's heart immediately dissipated, "Okay." "Come in." Qu Ming seemed to have just woken up and was taking a shower in the bathroom. Jing Li put her things on the table, then went into the bathroom and obediently helped him wash his body. Qu
Ming's back was broad and strong, forming an inverted triangle, a typical broad back and narrow waist. Touching him, she could feel the explosive power within his firm muscles. Jing Li couldn't help but wrap her arms around his waist, pressing her face against his back.
Water splashed onto her, wetting her long, wavy hair and her neat uniform.
Qu Ming shook his head and asked, "What's wrong?" Jing Li hugged him tighter and whispered, "I want to be with you." Qu Ming felt a surge of annoyance. Jing Li was beautiful, had a great figure, and smooth, delicate skin; she was incredibly fun to play with. But even the most beautiful woman would become tiresome if she were always around. What Qu Ming wanted was someone who could come at his beck and call, providing enthusiastic service when he wanted and disappearing immediately when he didn't—in short, a free, high-class call girl. Qu
Ming turned off the water tap, dried himself with a towel, and said, "Isn't this good enough?" Jing Li lowered her head, her long hair dripping water, her wet clothes clinging to her body, revealing the beautiful curves of her figure.
After Jing Li helped Qu Ming shower, she came out and sat on the sofa, pressing his shoulders and saying, "Take a nap, Teacher will give you a massage." Qu Ming sighed and closed his eyes.
Jing Li's hands were soft, her pressure even and gentle, and he gradually became sleepy. He didn't
know how much time had passed when the door opened. Qu Ming opened his eyes alertly.
A girl, soaking wet, appeared in the doorway, breathing heavily, her chest heaving.
Jing Li, unaware that Crow had been hospitalized because of her, asked curiously, "Is it raining?" A muffled rumble of thunder came from outside—the first rain of the year. Yang Yun didn't answer; she trembled all over. She walked step by step to Qu Ming, suddenly knelt down, and said, "President!" Then she burst into tears.
Yang Yun choked back tears, saying, "He was taken away by the police." Qu Ming sneered, "Your husband? Isn't he in the hospital?" "It's Zhou... Donghua." "Your lover? What does his arrest have to do with me?" "They say he seriously injured Crow, it's intentional assault, he'll be in jail for seven years." "Seven years? That's not a long time." "I beg you, boss..." Yang Yun's lips trembled as she said, "Don't let him go to jail. If he goes to jail... his life will be ruined." Qu Ming sneered, "If your husband doesn't wake up, he'll be a vegetable for life, even worse than him." "The doctor said Crow's brain is fine, just external injuries." "Is that so?" Qu Ming stroked his chin, "Crow is your husband, you can go ask him." Yang Yun sobbed, "He listens to everything you say. Boss, I beg you to let Donghua go. I... I'll definitely listen to you from now on." "Listen to you?" Qu Ming chuckled mockingly. What right did Yang Yun have to negotiate with him? However… Qu Ming changed his mind. “Name your terms and see if I’m satisfied.” Yang Yun wiped the rain from her face and forced a smile. “I’ll be a good wife to Brother Crow. I’ll listen to the club president and make him happy.” Qu Ming gave a curt “Mm.” Yang Yun
bit her lip. “I’ll be a good cheerleader for the team. I’ll make everyone happy in the locker room every time we play a game.” Looking at Qu Ming’s indifferent expression, Yang Yun felt increasingly lost. As a fellow member of the Red Wolf Club, compared to Jing Li and Su Yulin, she didn’t have many bargaining chips to sway Qu Ming.
Yang Yun took a breath and said, “I have breast milk. If the club president is happy, I can express milk for him every day.” Qu Ming finally showed a hint of interest. “You have milk?” Yang Yun quickly unbuttoned her top, revealing two heavy breasts. “I really do.” She eagerly squeezed her breasts. The areola of her plump breast swelled, and a few drops of milky white liquid squeezed from the slightly upturned nipple, then more and more.
Although she had received lactation-inducing drugs, Yang Yun's rapid milk production still surprised Qu Ming. He picked up a drop of fragrant milk with his fingertip and brought it to Jing Li's lips. Jing Li licked his finger clean and exclaimed in surprise, "It really is milk!" Qu Ming pinched Yang Yun's nipple between his fingers and examined it closely. Because she was breastfeeding, Yang Yun's nipple was much larger than before, and her areola had spread out, making it feel somewhat soft to the touch.
Qu Ming flicked the nipple away. "Zhou Donghua is going to serve seven years in prison. If I let him go because of this, I'll be at a huge loss." Yang Yun's lips trembled for a moment before she finally made up her mind and said, "I'll make it up to you." "How can you make it up to you? Even if you were a celestial being, I'd get tired of you after seven years." Yang Yun bit her pale lips and then said, "I'll make money for you. I'll sign a contract for you to work here. All the money is yours." Qu Ming looked at her and thought this slut had completely lost her mind. She was actually willing to become a prostitute to get her ex-boyfriend.
Qu Ming rubbed his nose. "Then let's sign a seven-year contract. Seven years as a prostitute, in exchange for him serving seven fewer years in jail, that's fair, right?" Yang Yun readily agreed. To her, in Qu Ming's hands, whether she was a prostitute or not made no difference. She was willing to do anything, no matter how lowly, to ensure Zhou Donghua's safety.
This was a contract that couldn't be made public, so its contents were simple. Yang Yun wrote down her promise to sell herself for seven years, then signed it without hesitation, pressed her fingerprint, and handed over her seven years of freedom to the boy opposite her.
"Is this okay?" Yang Yun asked hopefully.
Qu Ming waved the paper. "Go find a customer outside now, bring him here to have sex with you. Once you get the money, the contract will take effect immediately. Zhou Donghua can go back to school." Yang Yun stood up without a word and walked out into the cold rain.
Qu Ming casually handed the paper to Jing Li. "Is it fun?" Jing Li didn't quite understand what was going on, but she knew Yang Yun had paid a heavy price for something.
"Teacher, would you like to work as a part-time hostess here? Haha, you're so beautiful, you must have a lot of customers. Interested in earning some extra money?" Jing Li turned her face to the side.
The atmosphere became a little awkward. Qu Ming shrugged. "I was just kidding. Don't mind it." "If you were going to jail, I would do the same." Jing Li's voice was low, but Qu Ming heard it clearly. He didn't reply.
Beauty is always a woman's best weapon. Just ten minutes later, Yang Yun brought a customer in the rain.
The customer kept glancing at her, seemingly surprised by his good fortune. Yang Yun was pale, but without hesitation, she led the customer into the private room and closed the door.
Not long after, the somewhat bewildered customer left satisfied. A while later, Yang Yun came out of the private room and placed a few banknotes on the table in front of Qu Ming.
Perhaps due to the cold from the rain, her face was pale, but two sickly flushes appeared on her cheeks. "I did it," Qu Ming said casually without even glancing at her. "Remember to use a condom next time you entertain clients." On the fourth day of Qu Ming's absence from class, Fang Decai called. He made a few jokes, half-jokingly, implying that Zhou Donghua had a conflict with their basketball club over a girl, which had a bad influence, and that they should be more careful at school.
Qu Ming casually brushed it off, but in his heart, he was thinking about how this hypocritical guy had taken Su Yulin's virginity, and wondered how he could secretly gloat.
Fang Decai chatted for a while longer before finally revealing the purpose of his call: Chairman Qu wanted to see him.
Qu Ming, wearing a tracksuit, sat opposite his father's desk. There was no pleasantry between father and son. Qu Lingduo handed him a document, which Qu Ming casually took. It was a detailed balance sheet filled with various numbers.
Qu Ming threw the document on the table. "Why are you looking at this? I don't understand it." "If you don't understand, you can learn it. This is what your business administration major covers." "I'm only a freshman, I haven't learned this yet. Besides, what's the use of looking at this?" "What's useful! Is playing basketball useful!" Qu Lingduo snapped.
Qu Ming said, "I think playing basketball is better than this." Qu Lingduo was speechless with anger. He was getting old, and if he could support himself for another four years, he wouldn't be able to keep up until his son graduated. Seeing Zhuang Biwen's aggressive approach, Qu Lingduo became increasingly worried that Bin University would change hands beyond his control. He called Qu Ming over, hoping his son could understand his good intentions. But Qu Ming was interested in nothing but basketball.
Qu Lingduo sighed and said wearily, "This is Bin University's asset report. Take it back and look at it. You can look it up if you don't understand anything." Qu Ming rolled up the document, stuffed it into his pocket, and left the chairman's office.
After not touching a ball for several days, Qu Ming was itching to play. He went to the basketball court, and several members of the Red Wolf Club cheered. Qu Ming received the ball and slammed it home a few times before adjusting his body and starting to dribble and lay up.
Half an hour later, Qu Ming, covered in sweat, returned to the sidelines to rest.
He took a towel from the players to wipe his sweat and asked, "How's Crow doing?" "He's alright. He'll be able to get down with crutches in a few days. Boss, why haven't I seen you and Big Dick Bro these past few days?" Qu Ming draped the towel over his shoulder and wiped his face, saying, "Never mind, you guys focus on practicing. Don't forget we're playing in the inter-school cup this semester." A ball flew over and rolled to Qu Ming's feet.
"I'll challenge you to a one-on-one!" The players all stood up, glaring fiercely at Chen Jin, who had suddenly barged in.
"Ten balls to decide the winner, whoever loses gets kicked out of Binda!" Lu Fang said sarcastically from the side, "Why is Master Chen angry again? Which of us brothers stole your girl?" Chen Jin didn't give these freshmen any friendly looks. "You have no right to speak! Get out of the way!" Lu Fang jumped up, and several players surrounded him. "Say it again!" "Alright!" Qu Ming dismissed the players and said to Chen Jin, "We've already played the game, I'm not interested in playing anymore. I know you came because of Zhou Donghua. You should ask Crow about that." Qu Ming picked up his clothes and walked towards the locker room. "I'm going to take a shower. Don't bother me with this kind of thing anymore." "Husband!" Su Yulin rushed over, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Qu Ming's neck, and hung affectionately on him.
Although Jing Li was very obedient to Qu Ming, she couldn't help but have some teacher's reserve, unlike Su Yulin who was so outgoing.
Su Yulin kissed his chin and said, "I heard the school board member wanted to see you. What's up?" Qu Ming casually tossed her the asset report. "Take a look at it for me. Where's Yang Yun?" Su Yulin looked at it as she spoke, "She went to see Zhou Donghua." "To see him?" "She went to say goodbye. With Brother Ji with her, nothing will happen." Through the thick glass, Zhou Donghua's face appeared somewhat blurry. In front of him, the petite, long-haired girl said softly, "It's strange, I don't remember anything. We dated for a year... it seems like nothing happened." "I'm sorry," Yang Yun said briefly, then fell silent again.
After a long while, Yang Yun raised her head and said calmly, "We're over." "Why?" Zhou Donghua asked in a rusty voice. She owed him a reason.
"It's my fault. I did something I'm sorry for." "Why?" "I...I don't know, I just did it." "Why?" "Please don't ask anymore." Tears welled up in Yang Yun's eyes. "Anyway, I did it. Now we have nothing to do with each other. You don't need to care about me anymore." Yang Yun hurriedly stood up. "We will never see each other again." Once on the street, Yang Yun finally broke down in tears. She cried for a long time, until she was exhausted and sat on a bench by the roadside, slowly wiping away her tears, completely unaware that a light drizzle had begun to fall.
An umbrella was offered to her, shielding her from the rain. Cai Ji said, "Beautiful lady, don't cry." Cai Ji stretched out his hand, and seeing that Yang Yun didn't intend to get up, he sat down as well. "Since you don't want to leave, I'll sit with you for a while." "Do you hate our boss?" Cai Ji chuckled. "No need to answer, I can tell. I heard you signed a contract with our boss—seven years of crying and seven years of being happy, which do you choose?
Isn't it better to be happy? Look at this city." Cai Ji raised his hand and gestured around. "How many people do the same thing as you? And they're all doing just fine, aren't they?
Cry when you should cry, laugh when you should laugh, eat when you should eat, poop when you should poop... Don't cry, little beauty, actually, the boss isn't a bad person, he's very good to his brothers. Although he can be a bit domineering sometimes, as long as you listen to him, the boss won't treat you unfairly." Yang Yun wiped away her tears, lowered her head, her nose red, and remained silent.
"Don't think the boss let that Zhou guy off the hook because of what money you made. The boss doesn't care about money the most. Aren't you pregnant? The boss said he'll find a good doctor to do it for you. The boss will pay for it—do you understand?" Yang Yun listened blankly.
"The boss likes to have fun, but he's loyal to his brothers. As long as you understand this and behave, no one will make things difficult for you. Look, Su Yulin is smarter than you; she knows what to do—do you understand now?" Cai Ji opened his arms, and Yang Yun hesitated for a moment before slowly nestling in his embrace. Her red, tear-filled eyes resembled those of a docile little white rabbit.
Cai Ji smiled and said, "That's right. Be good, everything will be alright..." Cai Ji slipped his hand inside Yang Yun's clothes, touching her soft breasts, a smile playing on his lips.
Birds occasionally flew across the azure sky. Qu Ming, Ba Shan, and Cai Ji sat on the edge of the rooftop, sharing their last cigarette.
"Have you heard? Zhou Donghua signed a contract." Cai Ji said, leaning against the railing. "But it's changed from a formal contract to a one-year trial contract. He'll report to the team next month." "Even crows can get up now. I heard that Yang Yun had a miscarriage at the hospital yesterday because of him, and she almost had a massive hemorrhage. Big Dick, what are you doing?" Ba Shan said, unbuckling his belt. "To pee." "Didn't you just say you were going to the toilet?" Ba Shan chuckled. "I ran into Teacher Jing Li earlier and forgot." Cai Ji laughed and said, "So that's why you were gone for so long. You weren't going to the toilet; you were going to see the teacher. By the way, Su Yulin is also a counselor in our college. Did you see her?" "No. I heard from Jing Li that she went to see Yang Yun." Cai Ji was about to speak when he suddenly shouted, "Damn, you're peeing here?" "What's wrong with that?" Ba Shan nonchalantly pulled down his pants and peed downstairs, saying, "As long as the boss is here, I, Big Dick, can pee however I want at Binzhou University, and pee whoever I want." "!" Qu Ming and Cai Ji laughed and cursed as they got up. "That guy's a real scoundrel, ignore him." Ba Shan finished urinating, pulled up his pants, and climbed over the railing. "Boss, we've slept with the female teachers at Bin University, and we've slept with the female students too. Who's next?" "What's the rush? Bin University has ten or twenty thousand girls. If we sleep with one every day, it'll be enough for us for a lifetime." Qu Ming looked down at Bin University, finished his last puff of cigarette, threw away the butt, and said, "Mom said I should find a girlfriend and get married." Ba Shan and Cai Ji whistled at the same time. "Boss, which one are you going to choose? Yang Yun, Su Yulin? Or Teacher Jing Li?" "None of them. I want to find a clean girl. You can't touch this girl." The two brothers laughed and said, "Of course. The girls at Bin University are in luck now. One of them is going to be the boss's wife. Who's so lucky?" Two girls from different colleges at Bin University looked up somewhat blankly, as if they heard a rough laugh coming from the shadows. Luck and misfortune are only a matter of a chance turn of fate.

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