[Urban] The City of Desire is Sealed (Complete) - 23

Chapter 146 The Mysterious Woman

The next day, Zhao Huakang personally presided over the morning meeting, arranging for his youngest daughter to serve as Jiang Shaoqing's assistant. The other three managers, unaware of this beforehand, had no objections and unanimously welcomed Zhao Lingling's arrival.

Today, Zhao Lingling wore a tight-fitting business suit: a classic, slim-fitting long-sleeved blouse in a deep blue cotton shirt paired with a midi skirt. This outfit accentuated her slender waist, making her curves appear even more exquisite. Her breasts looked fuller and firmer, and her rounded buttocks arched gracefully under the tight skirt, highlighting the lines of her hips. Her flat stomach, full hips, long, fair legs, and silver-white high-heeled sandals completed the look. She was charming and alluring yet demure and elegant, captivating and refined, possessing a powerful allure for the men of all ages present. It was believed that by today, everyone in the company would know of Zhao Lingling's beauty and charm.

Zhao Huakang glanced at the manager in the conference room and smiled slightly, "Alright, let's leave the rest to Shaoqing! This old man is leaving now."

With that, he left, wanting to show through his actions that he absolutely supported Jiang Shaoqing's management style and abilities.

Jiang Shaoqing watched Zhao Huakang's slightly hunched figure leave before turning back to them and saying, "Manager Ma, how's the negotiation about that high-grade polyester decorative paint from last week going?"

Ma Weida forced a sheepish smile and said, "President Jiang, I was just about to tell you about this. The other party said they want to talk to you personally, otherwise they won't consider lowering the price."

Jiang Shaoqing frowned and asked, "Why would they make such a request? Do they think you can't make the decision?"

Wei Wenxiao chuckled sweetly and said, "Manager Ma, is the price too high, or did you offend them with your words?"

Ma Weida shook his fat face and denied it, "No, we were negotiating perfectly, even agreeing on the price, but as soon as she heard our President Jiang's name, her expression changed and she said she wanted to talk to you in person. I was quite puzzled at the time. President Jiang, do you know her?"

Everyone turned to look at Jiang Shaoqing. Jiang Shaoqing exclaimed in surprise, "I don't even know if she's a man or a woman, how could

I know her!" Ma Weida looked at Jiang Shaoqing suspiciously and said, "That's not right. From her expression, it seems like she knows you."

Zhao Lingling smiled and interjected, asking Ma Weida, "Manager Ma, what's her name?"

Ma Weida pondered for a moment and said, "Her surname is Li, she's a manager, she didn't say her given name, and I don't think I got her business card."

Seeing everyone's amused expressions, he blushed, scratched his forehead, and added, "She's a woman, a very beautiful woman."

Qiu Shuxian chuckled and teased Ma Weida, "Manager Ma, you weren't attracted to her beauty, were you?" "You're so infatuated you've lost your soul!"

Then she chuckled and added, "That won't do. You can't treat the company's interests like a joke."

Everyone knew Qiu Shuxian meant no harm, and Ma Weida understood that too. However, he was indeed at fault this time, so he quickly surrendered, saying, "I admit I neglected my duty. Manager Qiu, please be lenient and say less!"

Zhao Lingshan, with her usual aloof expression, calmly asked Jiang Shaoqing, "Shaoqing, do you remember this Manager Li?"

As soon as she spoke, everyone's eyes turned to Jiang Shaoqing, especially the several beautiful managers whose eyes held an ambiguous meaning, as if they were convinced that Jiang Shaoqing and they had an unclear relationship. Jiang Shaoqing almost cried out that he was innocent. He racked his brains but couldn't think of any woman he knew whose surname was Li.

Jiang Shaoqing shook his head in distress, then pressed Ma Weida for details, asking, "Manager Ma, how old is she? What does she look

like?" Ma Weida rubbed his eyes and said, "Probably in her thirties!"

"What do you mean 'probably'! With your sharp eyes, Manager Ma, you can't tell her age?"

Zhang Cuilan interrupted him sharply. Ma Weida sighed and smiled wryly, "Sister Zhang, you can't say that. Take you for example, who would believe you're over forty?"

Everyone chuckled at this. Zhang Cuilan, clearly surprised by Ma Weida's rebuttal, blushed and said shyly like a young girl, "You fatso, are you deliberately trying to pick a fight with me?"

"How dare I, how dare I! I wouldn't dare offend you, Sister Zhang!"

Ma Weida quickly waved his hand. Jiang Shaoqing coughed lightly, and seeing that everyone immediately stopped laughing, he said loudly, "Manager Ma, did she say when she would meet me?"

"I told you, she made a reservation at the Royal Dynasty Hotel tonight at eight o'clock,"

Ma Weida said with a smile.

"She's so confident that President Jiang will go," Zhao Lingling pouted, feeling displeased for Jiang Shaoqing.

"President Jiang, I think it wouldn't hurt for you to go. Maybe she's a friend you know. It'll benefit both sides and lay the foundation for our future cooperation. Besides, this isn't some kind of trap. Even if it were, President Jiang wouldn't be at a disadvantage,"

Ma Weida said with a smile.

Actually, even without Ma Weida's explanation, Jiang Shaoqing would have gone as promised, driven by his curiosity. Zhao Lingling saw the answer in Jiang Shaoqing's expression at a glance, and she said 'righteously', "Brother-in-law, I'll go with you."

Zhao Lingshan, seeing her sister acting out of line, overstepping her bounds, and pretending to protect Jiang Shaoqing, couldn't help but tug at her and glare at her.

Seeing everyone's suppressed laughter, Zhao Lingling stuck out her tongue sheepishly. Jiang Shaoqing glanced at her adorable appearance and thought to himself: When will this sister-in-law be able to adapt to the role she's supposed to play? He was genuinely worried about whether Zhao Lingling could handle the position.

"No, the other party claims that if President Jiang is to attend, he must come alone,"

Ma Weida said in a loud voice.

"What kind of ridiculous rule is this! She's just a regional manager, what's with the high and mighty attitude! As if we're begging her,"

Yue Ling said with a straight face.

"Manager Yue, you're mistaken. I only heard from someone in their company later that the woman surnamed Li is actually their company's highest-ranking person in our province,"

Ma Weida explained with a smile. Everyone then understood why the dignified business department manager was so 'humiliated' in front of a woman.

Yue Ling wrinkled her nose and said with a coquettish snort, "What's so great about her? Is our President Jiang just a nobody?"

As she said this, she had already considered Jiang Shaoqing one of her own.

Jiang Shaoqing pressed his hand down and smiled, "Alright, we don't need to argue over an outsider. Manager Ma, tell her I'll be at the banquet on time tonight."

He paused, then added, "Does anyone else have any questions?"

Seeing that no one had anything to say, Jiang Shaoqing said, "Then the meeting is adjourned."

Leaving the conference room, Jiang Shaoqing was flanked by two beautiful women, one older and one younger: Zhang Cuilan, still charming and mature, and Zhao Lingling, graceful and alluring. His assistant, Chang Yujia, remained in the office. Having three special assistants of varying ages and appearances by his side, Jiang Shaoqing thought it was one of life's greatest pleasures.

As Zhao Lingling walked, she held Zhang Cuilan's arm, blinking her big, watery eyes at her, and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Aunt Lan, I don't know anything, so you have to teach me properly, and don't treat me like a spoiled young lady."

Before the morning meeting, Zhao Huakang had introduced his daughter to Zhang Cuilan and Chang Yujia, which is why she could now address them so intimately.

It was perfectly acceptable for Zhao Lingling to address Zhang Cuilan as "Aunt Lan," and Zhang Cuilan wasn't bothered.

After all, Zhao Lingling was about the same age as her daughter, and she liked this clever and adorable third young lady very much. A sweet smile appeared on Zhang Cuilan's lips, and she glanced at Jiang Shaoqing, teasingly saying to Zhao Lingling, "No problem, but your brother-in-law calls me Sister Lan, so it seems you've suddenly become a generation younger."

Zhao Lingling looked at Jiang Shaoqing with surprise, blushing and saying sweetly, "Brother-in-law, is what Aunt Lan saying true?"

Jiang Shaoqing smiled and said, "That's right, your sister calls me that too."

Zhao Lingling blinked her clear, almond-shaped eyes and smiled sweetly, "Then I'll call her Sister Lan too, but I prefer Aunt Lan."

"Why?"

Zhang Cuilan asked doubtfully, thinking that Zhao Lingling wouldn't be willing to be a generation younger than Jiang Shaoqing.

“Because Aunt Lan, you give me a feeling of being a mother. My mother died when I was little, and I can say that my older sister raised me.”

Zhao Lingling smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes filled with a gentle, nostalgic light, and said softly.

Zhao Lingling’s words immediately stirred Zhang Cuilan’s maternal instincts. She gently stroked Zhao Lingling’s smooth hair, looked at her deeply, and said softly, “If you’re willing, you can treat Aunt Lan as your mother.”

Seeing the two of them getting along like mother and daughter so quickly, Jiang Shaoqing was also happy for Zhao Lingling. “I say, shouldn’t you two be more mindful of the occasion?”

“Brother-in-law, are you jealous? Why don’t you recognize Sister Lan as your mother too?”

Zhao Lingling couldn’t help but giggle when she saw that there were only the three of them in the corridor.

“Little girl, what nonsense are you talking about? I don’t have a son that big.”

Zhang Cuilan’s pretty face was flushed with a charming blush. She gently tapped Zhao Lingling’s head and said shyly.

"He's only a few years older than me, Sister Lan. You're not at a disadvantage having such a godson!"

Zhao Lingling said, scratching her head and pouting cutely.

"What godson? Who are you talking about?"

Chang Yujia stood up from her seat with a smile, looking at them curiously and asking.

It turned out that they had unknowingly returned to the office area. Zhang Cuilan quickly stepped forward and said, "Nothing."

Then, seeing that Zhao Huakang's office was wide open but he was nowhere to be seen, she changed the subject, "Where's President Zhao? Didn't he come back early this morning?"

"He said he went out on business,"

Chang Yujia said. Jiang Shaoqing knew that Zhao Huakang's so-called business was actually a physical examination at the hospital before chemotherapy, something he had mentioned to him last week. Jiang Shaoqing took over Chang Yujia's words and asked, "Has anyone come to see me?"

"Not yet. Would you like me to make you a cup of tea?"

In public, Chang Yujia completely acted like a subordinate to a superior, making it impossible for anyone to see any ambiguity between her and Jiang Shaoqing. Unfortunately, although she seemed to hide it well, Zhang Cuilan had already seen through it all.

Jiang Shaoqing nodded and instructed Zhang Cuilan, "Sister Lan, please give Lingling the relevant documents regarding our company's cooperation with Haoxing to familiarize her with."

Then, he gazed tenderly at Zhao Lingling and said, "Lingling, if you have any questions, you can ask Sister Lan or Jiajia. If they're both busy, you can ask me directly."

Zhao Lingling nodded her head emphatically with utmost seriousness and said, "Okay, brother-in-law, you go ahead with your work! I'll study diligently."

(Chapter 147: The Charming and Clever

Chang Yujia placed the tea on Jiang Shaoqing's desk, then her body softened and she rolled into his arms, her soft, fragrant buttocks resting on his lap, her soft arms tightly embracing his neck, and she softly said, "Shaoqing...") "Your sister-in-law is just as beautiful as her sister. Honestly, have you been eyeing her?"

Jiang Shaoqing gently stroked the beauty's back, scoffing, "Can't you think of something else?

It's like I'm some kind of pervert." Chang Yujia gently caressed his chest through his shirt with one hand, whispering, "You are a pervert, after all."

Suddenly, a soft laugh escaped her lips, followed by a hint of allure in her beautiful eyes. A captivating blush spread across her stunning face, and her smile softened with a seductive glint. She said in a sweet voice, "But I like it when you're flirting with other women."

Seeing Chang Yujia's renewed arousal, Jiang Shaoqing, though secretly pleased, couldn't just start a workday with sex. It was illogical and didn't suit his current mood. Jiang Shaoqing slapped Chang Yujia's round, plump buttocks, which were pressing against his thighs, and chuckled, "Even if you're sexually frustrated, you didn't have to choose this time!"

Chang Yujia pulled his hand to her breasts, saying softly, "It's your fault for not coming to see me on the weekend."

With that, the beauty gently parted her full, round thighs, pulling his other hand to her lower body. After a soft moan, she squeezed her legs together tightly, then gently twisted her waist, rolling her trembling buttocks, letting him feel their round, plumpness.

Jiang Shaoqing pinched her full breasts a few times, saying, "Baby, stop fooling around. I'll try to make time to come to your place tonight, okay?"

As he spoke, he also took out his own lecherous hand from under her skirt. Jiang Shaoqing was indeed lustful, but he was so debauched that he disregarded propriety.

"You have to keep your word, no cheating, or I'll come knocking on your door myself."

Chang Yujia giggled, then slowly stuck out her delicate little tongue and licked his earlobe from top to bottom.

Jiang Shaoqing smiled helplessly, kissed her red lips, patted her round bottom, and said, "Okay, get up quickly."

"Brother-in-law..."

A sweet and melodious voice came almost simultaneously with the opening of the door. Fortunately, Chang Yujia was already standing gracefully beside him. Otherwise, the ambiguous scene of them embracing intimately would have been hard to say.

This little girl couldn't possibly be so ignorant of basic manners! Could it be that she did it on purpose, trying to catch them off guard by stumbling upon them doing something 'good'? Probably not! It was only his first day at work; even if he heard some gossip, it wouldn't reach her ears so quickly.

"Hey, Sister Yujia, you're here too! Am I disturbing you?"

Zhao Lingling gave him an innocent and cute smile.

Jiang Shaoqing didn't want such an incident to happen again; who knows, she might actually catch him doing something shameful someday. Although he wasn't worried about Zhao Lingshan finding out, there were many people in the office, and if word got out, it would have a bad impact, and Zhao Lingshan would lose face. He said calmly, with a stern face, "Lingling, remember to knock before coming in next time. It's basic courtesy, understand?"

"I know I was wrong, I won't do it again."

Zhao Lingling stuck out her cute little tongue, looking very adorable, which made Jiang Shaoqing shake his head, thinking, "This is going to be another little devil.

" Chang Yujia smiled sweetly and said, "President Jiang, I'll go out first."

With that, she took a graceful step, her waist swaying slightly, her hips undulating as she walked towards the door. Just before closing the door, she even boldly blew Jiang Shaoqing a kiss, all of this happening without Zhao Lingling's knowledge.

Jiang Shaoqing picked up his teacup and took a sip before asking, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Lingling gracefully walked to Jiang Shaoqing's side, bent down and placed the document in front of him. Pointing to the words on it, she softly asked Jiang Shaoqing, "I don't quite understand the contents of this document. I asked Sister Lan, but she wasn't sure either, so I came to find you."

Jiang Shaoqing turned his head, but before he could see what was on the document, he was captivated by the alluring fragrance emanating from Zhao Lingling. It was a blend of virginal scent and jasmine perfume, fresh, elegant, and refreshing.

Seeing that Jiang Shaoqing didn't react for a while, Zhao Lingling turned her head to look at him, only to see him engrossed in the fragrance. Her heart leaped with joy, and a blush quickly rose to her cheeks. She said sweetly, "Brother-in-law, isn't my perfume quite nice?"

Jiang Shaoqing suddenly snapped out of his reverie, his face turning red, and stammered, "Oh, you mean I don't understand this!"

He then turned his gaze back to the document.

A hint of resentment crept onto Zhao Lingling's pretty face, her beautiful eyes sparkling. She said in a

coquettish tone, "You're so annoying, brother-in-law! Someone asked about your perfume, and you just told them this." Jiang Shaoqing looked up at her, smiled sheepishly, and said, "It smells great, okay? My dear sister."

"I won't be your sister,"

Zhao Lingling wrinkled her nose and huffed.

Jiang Shaoqing touched his nose, pretending not to hear. It wasn't that he didn't want Zhao Lingling, but he had to consider his father-in-law's attitude. His father-in-law didn't care about his affairs, but if the other woman was his other daughter, who knew if he would be furious?

Zhao Lingling's eyes darted around, and she smiled slyly, "Brother-in-law, do you know if my sister knows you've hired your ex-girlfriend as your secretary?"

Jiang Shaoqing was stunned, almost slapping his forehead. How could he be so stupid? Lingling had actually seen Jiajia that night, but she had grown up so much that Jiajia hadn't recognized her. No wonder this girl burst in.

"I know! Why are you asking?"

Jiang Shaoqing said calmly.

Zhao Lingling blinked her big, watery eyes, smiled sweetly, and said, "It's nothing, I'm just worried that you don't know, and if I accidentally let it slip, it will upset you."

Then she giggled and said, "Sister, nothing happened to her, right?"

Jiang Shaoqing smiled faintly and said, "No! It's not a big deal."

Zhao Lingling's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she glanced at Jiang Shaoqing with a charming smile, saying, "So what's your relationship with Sister Yujia now?"

"What relationship? Isn't it the relationship you see?"

As he spoke, Jiang Shaoqing cursed himself for being in a passive position. He straightened his handsome face and said, "Alright, let's get down to business."

After saying that, he began to explain to Zhao Lingling, regardless of whether she agreed or not.

At noon, Jiang Shaoqing, Zhao Lingshan, Zhao Lingling, and Lin Yajing went to their usual place for lunch. The restaurant owner noticed that Jiang Shaoqing had brought a pretty young woman again after not seeing her for a few days, and couldn't help but wink at him again.

"Shanshan, how's the design for your latest product showroom coming along?"

Jiang Shaoqing asked Zhao Lingshan after taking a few bites of rice.

"It's almost done, but it should be finished by tomorrow at the latest. Then we can have the decorators build it according to the plans. I've estimated it should be open to the public next month."

Zhao Lingshan's pretty face radiated confidence.

"Sister, you're amazing! You've only been working for a short time and you've already completed such a big project."

Zhao Lingling looked at Zhao Lingshan's proud face with envy.

Zhao Lingshan first humbly said, "Of course, this isn't just my achievement; it's the result of the hard work of our design department."

Then she encouraged her, "I believe you'll soon be able to handle things on your own."

Lin Yajing also supported Zhao Lingling, saying, "I also believe Lingling is definitely capable of achieving it."

A resolute light shone in Zhao Lingling's clear, bright eyes, but she then asked Jiang Shaoqing, "Brother-in-law, what do you think?"

"Brother-in-law thinks so too."

Jiang Shaoqing smiled slightly, looking at her expectant gaze.

"No, using the word 'of course' makes it sound awkward,"

Zhao Lingling protested, pouting. "It's like I forced you to say that."

Zhao Lingshan chuckled and tapped her forehead with her delicate finger, saying, "You're always getting stuck on things."

Zhao Lingling gave her sister a coquettish glare and pouted, "You and brother-in-law are on the same side, of course I'll side with him. Ya Jing, don't you think so?" Lin Ya Jing, who

had been watching the two sisters bickering with interest, was taken aback, not expecting Zhao Lingling to drag her into it. She looked at Zhao Lingshan, then at Zhao Lingling, and said with a coquettish smile, "I don't know, this is your family matter, it's not appropriate for an outsider like me to comment."

To avoid offending either side, she cleverly threw the question back at them.

"Sister Ya Jing, you're so cunning!"

Zhao Lingling pouted and scolded, while Zhao Lingshan also laughed and spat, "What kind of family matter is this! You're just talking nonsense."

Lunch proceeded amidst the noisy chatter of the three women...

Chapter 148: Master's Wife Yunqing Jiang

Shaoqing stayed at the company until after 7 p.m., then drove to the Royal Dynasty Hotel, a 15-minute drive away. After arriving at his destination and parking the car, he was led by a waitress to a luxuriously decorated private room. As soon as he took a step, Jiang Shaoqing froze at the door.

Sitting at the table was a beautiful mature woman with an oval face like a lotus emerging from clear water, her long black hair tied back, her starry eyes as captivating as an autumn pool, her delicate nose above her rosy lips, her pointed chin, her snow-white neck, her two arms as white as fresh lotus roots, soft and boneless, her body voluptuous and curvaceous.

She wore a white, tight-fitting shirt, her full breasts pushing against the top two buttons, creating a prominent gap. Through the gap, glimpses of cleavage and the lace trim of her white bra could be seen. Her full, robust breasts rose and fell slightly with her breath. Below her slender waist was a beige, tight-fitting skirt that accentuated her round, plump buttocks.

The short skirt revealed her beautiful legs—long, sexy legs and delicate, white feet. Her thighs were snow-white and pink, her toes bright and lustrous, the soles of her feet a baby-pink color. Ten toes were evenly spaced at the tips of her creamy-white high-heeled sandals, rounded and exquisite. The lines of her feet flowed like water, highlighting every poetic curve from toe to ankle.

At this moment, the beautiful mature woman's pretty face was filled with joy, and a blush inexplicably rose to her cheeks. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with alluring light, carrying with them a multitude of indescribable emotions.

Jiang Shaoqing's heart was filled with mixed feelings of joy and worry. His expression suddenly became awkward, embarrassed, hesitant, worried, and afraid... overflowing his heart. Memories flooded his mind like a surging tide. The beautiful woman before him was named Li Qingyun, and she was indeed someone he knew. Now he finally understood why she had specifically asked him to come alone. However, he couldn't understand why Li Qingyun could recognize him just by his name. Wasn't it just a coincidence of names? Little did Jiang Shaoqing know that Li Qingyun had also seriously questioned Ma Weida about his appearance and other details.

This mature and beautiful woman, Li Qingyun, was not unfamiliar to him at all; on the contrary, she was a vivid memory. However, it was a 'bad thing' that he didn't want to recall, which was why Jiang Shaoqing couldn't remember knowing such a woman when Ma Weida mentioned that the other woman's surname was Li.

I remember one Friday evening during the first semester of my sophomore year. Back then, his parents hadn't had their accident yet, and he was a good student, well-liked by his advisor, Fan Chenggang. That evening, Jiang Shaoqing went to the faculty dormitory to consult with his advisor, Fan Chenggang, about the upcoming basketball tournament in the department.

Unexpectedly, he knocked for a long time but no one answered the door. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Li Qingyun, the wife of his counselor Fan Chenggang, the respected teacher's wife, walking towards him, looking slightly drunk and leaning against the wall. Back then, she was only in her early thirties, five years younger than her counselor, and worked in sales.

She was beautiful and charming, and many students envied her counselor for being so lucky to have married such a beautiful wife. Jiang Shaoqing was quite familiar with her because he visited often. At the time, he was deeply in love with Chang Yujia, so he never had any intention of disrespecting his teacher's wife.

He saw that Teacher's wife Li Qingyun had probably drunk too much; her face was flushed, like a ripe red apple, full of infinite charm, and she looked drunk. Jiang Shaoqing quickly went over to support her. Teacher's wife Li Qingyun's exquisite figure was tightly wrapped in her clothes, curvaceous and alluring, radiating beauty. Sensing the alluring curves of his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun's figure—so smooth and fair, radiating a captivating and fiery charm—the young man was instantly stirred by the mature woman's fragrance and the scent of wine.

He quickly composed himself, retrieved the keys from her bag, opened the door, and helped her into the living room, placing her on the sofa. Looking at Li Qingyun's disheveled hair, which possessed an even more captivating allure than usual, her already beautiful appearance gave Jiang Shaoqing a palpable sense of pressure. His chest heaved violently, causing his breathing to become heavy and nasal. Yet, Jiang Shaoqing remained fixed on her body, feeling a growing urge in his pants…

For the first time, the young man realized that mature, sophisticated women were more captivating to men than youthful, pretty girls, and more capable of arousing a certain nerve within them. Unconsciously, he swallowed, secretly peeking with the complex emotions of a voyeur at his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun, lying on the sofa with her legs spread apart. He could vaguely make out the patterned lace and the triangular trim, which appeared to be the pattern on her underwear.

In moving Li Qingyun, his clothes were already disheveled, and now her sexy, alluring navel was exposed, highlighting her slender waist. Her thighs were shapely, her fair abdomen rising and falling with her gentle breathing, which was incredibly captivating.

"Water, husband, I want some water,"

Li Qingyun's murmur startled Jiang Shaoqing from his near-death experience. He jolted awake, cursing himself for his shamelessness, and quickly went into the kitchen to pour her a glass of water.

Slightly tipsy, his teacher's wife nestled her soft, delicate body against Jiang Shaoqing, drinking the water he fed her. Through her clothes, he could feel the soft, supple elasticity of her full body. Supporting her, he looked down at her, catching a glimpse of her large, round, snow-white breasts, almost bursting out of her low-cut neckline. The high, white breasts formed a deep, tight cleavage.

The intoxicating scent of milk and perfume made Jiang Shaoqing's blood rush. Perhaps because the alcohol was heating his blood, his teacher's wife felt a little hot. She began to tug at her robes, revealing a large expanse of her full, snow-white breasts against her white lace bra—a sight that would make any normal man's blood boil.

"Husband, I want you to hold me!"

It seemed his teacher's wife mistook him for her teacher. Hearing her sweet voice and seeing her alluring body, Jiang Shaoqing felt dizzy.

Seeing that Jiang Shaoqing ignored her, his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun, grew anxious. She swayed as she stood up, wrapped an arm around his neck, and sat in his lap. Jiang Shaoqing was completely bewildered, and instinctively wrapped his arms around Li Qingyun's slender waist. Her full, white breasts pressed against his chest, and a faint fragrance immediately filled his nostrils. Even the strong smell of alcohol from her breath seemed more fragrant. Jiang Shaoqing's blood boiled instantly, and he couldn't help but press his head against her delicate breasts.

Li Qingyun was completely unaware that her 'husband's' young face was pressed against her breasts, unconsciously pulling Jiang Shaoqing even closer. At the same time, she thrust her breasts forward, trying to bring them even closer to Jiang Shaoqing's face, unconsciously letting out soft moans.

Jiang Shaoqing's mouth and nose were pressed against his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun's, chest. He felt a little short of breath and involuntarily struggled, trying to push her away. Unfortunately, his hands landed squarely on her full, smooth breasts. The warm, soft touch made his fingers involuntarily tighten. A large expanse of her breasts immediately peeked out through his fingers, and her nipples hardened, gently brushing against his palms through her thin lace bra, like a cat's scratch, making him feel a ticklish yet incredibly pleasurable sensation.

Li Qingyun wrapped her arms around Jiang Shaoqing's neck, her lips instinctively pressing against his cheek. Her small, alluring lips playfully circled his face. She moaned incoherently, her cherry lips slowly sliding towards Jiang Shaoqing's.

When Li Qingyun's lilac-like lips entered Jiang Shaoqing's mouth and entwined with his tongue, the intense stimulation seemed to explode in Jiang Shaoqing's mind, causing his body to tremble violently. While vigorously sucking on Jiang Shaoqing's tongue, Li Qingyun guided his hands to roam over her smooth, soft body—her high breasts, flat stomach, full, pert buttocks, and round, firm thighs. With each place Jiang Shaoqing's hands touched, Li Qingyun's body trembled, and the dazed look in her eyes deepened.

Gradually, Li Qingyun was no longer satisfied with this indirect caress; she slowly unbuttoned her clothes, freeing her breasts from the shirt, allowing Jiang Shaoqing's hands to directly touch her skin.

Chapter 149:

"Husband…carry me to bed…"

Li Qingyun murmured passionately in his ear as she stroked Jiang Shaoqing's firm chest. Young and impulsive, Jiang Shaoqing couldn't resist such temptation. He abruptly picked up his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun, and carried her into his teacher's room.

As soon as Jiang Shaoqing placed her on the bed, she clung to him like an octopus, rubbing her body against his as if trying to ignite a spark.

Just as Jiang Shaoqing could no longer endure the stimulation and was about to mount her, he inadvertently saw his teacher Fan Chenggang and teacher's wife Li Qingyun's wedding photo on the bedside table. His teacher, Fan Chenggang, was smiling at him. Instantly, passion receded like a tide, and reason returned to Jiang Shaoqing.

Looking down, Jiang Shaoqing saw that his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun, was almost completely naked, her beautiful body fully displayed before him, writhing like a snake. Li Qingyun, the teacher's wife, squinted her eyes, her breasts high and firm, seemingly anticipating Jiang Shaoqing's caresses. Her lips parted slightly, and she breathed heavily, the desire aroused by her drunkenness completely overwhelming her.

Just as Jiang Shaoqing hesitated, Li Qingyun reached out and pulled him down onto her curvaceous body. She felt her desire ignite, an indescribable longing filled by the man. "Mmm...husband...faster...I want it..." Li Qingyun's

snow-white skin flushed a faint blush, even her delicate cheeks, which seemed to drip with moisture, felt warm and soft. Beneath her slightly furrowed eyelashes, her bright, clear eyes seemed to open and close, her slightly parted lips, panting softly, made her look both beautiful and wanton, both pitiful and loving. Jiang Shaoqing's heart raced. The alcohol-scented breath, flushed and alluring, emanated from her so close at hand. Inhaling the faint scent of alcohol from her moans, Jiang Shaoqing lost himself again, his respectful image as a counselor completely forgotten. This proved that men are driven by their lower instincts, unable to resist the allure of women.

Unable to resist, Jiang Shaoqing opened his mouth and kissed his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun's, soft, red lips. He teased her moist mouth with his tongue, the tip of his tongue entwining with hers. Li Qingyun unconsciously closed her bright eyes, enjoying Jiang Shaoqing's kiss. Her sweet saliva mingled with his, making her beautiful tongue and saliva so sweet and smooth. Jiang Shaoqing's nose brushed against hers, inhaling her fragrant breath and listening to her soft moans. His hands caressed her soft, snow-white breasts, stroking her delicate skin, his tongue teasing her.

He roughly kissed his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun's, lips and neck, inhaling her alluring mature fragrance. The intoxicated Li Qingyun moaned softly, her body flushed pink from the teasing, waves of unbearable heat rising within her, making her feel overwhelmed by desire.

Jiang Shaoqing's hands roamed freely over her breasts, occasionally pinching and teasing her two plump, red nipples with his fingers. His kisses grew more passionate, moving from her lips to her flushed cheeks, ears, and down her neck, shoulders, and chest, finally landing on her full, plump breasts.

At this moment, Jiang Shaoqing wrapped one arm around her fair neck, while the other hand, in coordination with his kissing motion, caressed her other breast. His teacher's wife, Li Qingyun's, breasts were undeniably beautiful; not only were they soft and white, but they were also full and firm without sagging. Especially the little cherry-like nipples, swollen and pointed, stood erect on the peak. Jiang Shaoqing thought that even a young girl's breasts might not be as beautiful as his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun's!

His teacher's wife, Li Qingyun, writhed and trembled slightly from his kisses, constantly moaning, "Mmm... hum..."

Jiang Shaoqing casually pulled off his teacher's wife Li Qingyun's panties, reaching his hand to her soft, lush pubic hair. His fingers gently pinched and rubbed her delicate, curly pubic hair. In her sleep, Li Qingyun's cherry-like lips panted softly, "Mmm...uh...mmm...mmm...mmm..."

A glistening, viscous, slippery fluid flowed from her lower body. Li Qingyun's

face was extremely alluring and seductive, her sexy lips constantly moaning and crying out, seemingly caught in the throes of a supreme sexual climax. Although still somewhat drunk, her body's instincts made her act like a normal woman, and she mistook Jiang Shaoqing for her husband. "Husband...come quickly..."

Her husband's patience today was truly remarkable, almost melting her. This pleasure was unprecedented; his kisses were like a catalyst with infinite magic, igniting waves of pleasure with every touch.

Beneath his crotch, his long, hard, red-hot spear was already burning hot with desire. Jiang Shaoqing impatiently pulled down his pants, thinking it would be easier to leave if his counselor returned, but he didn't consider whether he could even leave if she did.

Jiang Shaoqing picked up a pillowcase and covered his teacher's wife's eyes, grabbing her hands, worried that she would wake up and find someone else on top of her. He lowered his body, positioning his large member at the entrance of his teacher's wife's tender peach garden, adjusting his position.

With a powerful momentum, he instantly broke through like a tidal wave, penetrating deep into her warm and lovely body, a feeling of incomparably satisfying conquest surging up at the same time. Jiang Shaoqing didn't let his little brother pause for long before starting a piston-like thrusting motion.

"Oh..."

Teacher's wife Li Qingyun let out a satisfied moan, sobering up a bit. She began to doubt the person she had made love to today. Could it be that this wasn't her husband? The mystery was quickly solved by the object inserted into her body. Such depth and fullness could not possibly belong to her husband. Who could it be? Through the gap under the pillowcase, she saw Jiang Shaoqing's handsome face.

Panic and humiliation arose simultaneously, but the pleasure in her body truthfully reflected her situation. How could it be him?

What should I do? How could he do this? If I stopped him now, how would I face him and my husband in the future? The feeling of shame was like a catalyst for lust, extinguishing any hesitation Li Qingyun might have had before drowning out any thought of resistance.

She involuntarily moaned and gasped, her cries soft and melodious. Hearing her own seductive moans and gasps, she felt infinitely shy and her beautiful face flushed. Lost in the surging waves of carnal pleasure, her moans grew louder, more plaintive and melodious, alluring and seductive. She merely closed her starry eyes, furrowed her delicate brows, and parted her cherry lips, letting out soft cries—a captivatingly charming state that seemed to be both unbearable and painful, yet also sweetly pleasurable.

Seeing his teacher's wife writhing passionately beneath him, her naked, snow-white body desperately yielding, her face flushed with desire, her movements gentle and submissive, Jiang Shaoqing felt incredibly fortunate. The usually demure and reserved beauty was now so wanton and alluring, stimulating every nerve in his body with boundless pleasure.

Li Qingyun, filled with shyness, discovered that the enormous penis, fully filled and swollen, was penetrating deeper and deeper into her tight passage. After a series of fiery, ecstatic thrusts, Li Qingyun's lower body became increasingly wet and slippery. She was intoxicated by the intense pleasure of each thrust and withdrawal, responding passionately and moaning with each entry and exit of her husband's student. Only a sense of shyness and intoxication remained in the heart of this mature woman.

The thick, hot, rounded dragon head pierced into the tender, shyly blooming flower bud of Teacher's Wife Li Qingyun's uterus. The tip of the dragon head pressed against the deepest part of Teacher's Wife Li Qingyun's flower core. A shy, delicate cry escaped her lips. Teacher's Wife Li Qingyun couldn't withstand the intense stimulation and let out a series of rapid, panting cries.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Teacher's Wife Li Qingyun's body trembled violently, her pair of soft, slender, snow-white legs tightly clamping Jiang Shaoqing's waist. Waves of indescribable and beautiful, intense spasms and convulsions ensued. Teacher's Wife Li Qingyun's blushing face instantly turned as white as snow, and her cherry-like mouth, panting and crying, emitted rapid, mournful cries that were both thrilling and intoxicating.

As Jiang Shaoqing's enormous member once again pierced the tight, delicate depths of his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun's, flower path, a poignant and ecstatic cry escaped her lips. Li Qingyun's narrow cervix gripped Jiang Shaoqing's hot, large, round head tightly, as if afraid it would penetrate even further.

Jiang Shaoqing's massive member, tightly gripped by Li Qingyun's cervix, trembled violently, ejaculating a thick, hot, white fluid deep into the womb of his noble, pure, and beautiful teacher's wife. Li Qingyun arched her smooth, white belly, pressing it tightly against Jiang Shaoqing's lower body, her entire being engulfed in an intense, ecstatic climax of intercourse. "Ah..."

Under the final stimulation of Jiang Shaoqing's scalding body fluids, the beautiful and alluring teacher's wife, Li Qingyun, felt a wave of dizziness and her mind went blank. A soft, seductive moan escaped her lips as she finally reached the pinnacle of ecstasy.

A moment later, Jiang Shaoqing regained his senses and began cleaning up the mess on the bed. His expression shifted to regret, guilt, annoyance, fear, and tension... He could imagine the consequences if his advisor or teacher's wife found out.

Li Qingyun, however, remained lying naked with her legs spread, her face still covered by a pillowcase, still lost in the afterglow of her sexual ecstasy. Having been 'raped' by her student, she truly didn't know how to cope. She could only submit to his manipulation…

Even a quarter of an hour after Jiang Shaoqing left, Li Qingyun's mind remained blank. Looking down at her ravaged lower body, she wanted to suffer, but recalling her actions just moments before—utterly lewd—her body reacted in the opposite way to her thoughts. For the first time, she felt an indescribable satisfaction and pleasure. Her body had confused her thoughts; was she truly a lewd woman?

Chapter 150

Lying blankly on the bed for a while, Li Qingyun finally attributed it to the chemical effects of alcohol, which was also her excuse for her guilt. Seriously recalling what had just happened, Li Qingyun couldn't help but feel ashamed. She realized that she was largely responsible, yet she also resented Jiang Shaoqing, her "good student," for not pushing her away. At the same time, the other half of her mind couldn't help but savor the unprecedented sexual bliss Jiang Shaoqing had given her. Meanwhile,

Jiang Shaoqing fled the "crime" scene in fear, his heart taut like a thin string, ready to snap at any moment. He was filled with deep regret. He barely slept a wink back in his dorm that night. He only breathed a sigh of relief when his counselor came to see him the next day without mentioning anything about the previous night.

He assumed he had done a good job of "cleaning up" and that his drunken teacher's wife hadn't noticed anything amiss. From then on, Jiang Shaoqing never dared to go to his counselor's house again. Fan Chenggang, though somewhat puzzled, never imagined that his good student would have slept with his teacher's wife.

Jiang Shaoqing's disappearance initially brought Li Qingyun a great sense of relief, as she dreaded facing this student she both loved and hated. Gradually, she found herself unable to erase Jiang Shaoqing from her mind.

A strong sense of guilt and remorse drove her to focus entirely on her work, forcing herself to forget that night. This dedication ultimately led to her success.

However, whenever her husband was in a rush or she was away on a business trip, unable to sleep alone, she would involuntarily recall the beautiful memories Jiang Shaoqing had given her. As a result, she had never forgotten Jiang Shaoqing's imposing figure over the years. Therefore, when she met with Ma Weida last Friday and learned that his company's CEO was Jiang Shaoqing, Li Qingyun's heart skipped a beat. For some reason, she immediately hoped that this Jiang Shaoqing was the one she had cherished for so many years. She then concealed her excitement and repeatedly pressed Ma Weida for details about Jiang Shaoqing. Upon realizing that this Jiang Shaoqing was indeed the same Jiang Shaoqing, Li Qingyun was overjoyed and, without hesitation, asked to meet him.

When she returned home, her husband, Fan Chenggang, saw her and asked about it, Li Qingyun hesitated for a moment, then simply said she had discussed another business deal. At this moment, she no longer felt the guilt she had felt years ago; perhaps it was her husband's 'incompetence' that had fueled her deep-seated need for 'satisfaction' during her prime years.

She spent the entire weekend thinking about what to say and how to act when she met Jiang Shaoqing. She found herself even more nervous than on her first date with Fan Chenggang, her first love. Even after receiving Jiang Shaoqing's affirmative answer on Monday, she left work early to freshen up, changing all her clothes.

In the end, she chose a very ordinary office outfit. She didn't know what Jiang Shaoqing's attitude would be, and she felt she couldn't reveal her feelings too early, nor could she let Jiang Shaoqing think she was a promiscuous woman, thus causing him to look down on her.

She arrived at the meeting place early, glancing frequently at her exquisite women's watch, her heart pounding with tension and anxiety—more so than during any important negotiation. With only ten minutes left until eight o'clock, Li Qingyun was almost ready to pull out her phone and dial the number on Jiang Shaoqing's business card, which she had obtained from Ma Weida.

At that very moment, Jiang Shaoqing appeared before her. Compared to a few years ago, he appeared much more mature and confident. Time had left no trace on his handsome face; he remained unchanged. His deep eyes shone with a captivating light, as if a single glance from him would make one lose their senses and scream. His full lips caused her breasts to swell, as if she were back to that night of his passionate kisses and licks.

Li Qingyun suppressed her inner turmoil, trying her best to appear nonchalant. A look of shyness and joy appeared on her mature and beautiful face as she said, "What, you don't recognize me after all these years?"

But her trembling voice betrayed her.

Jiang Shaoqing avoided his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun's, gaze, and after a long pause, managed to stammer, "No, no!" He remained rooted

to the spot, as if one step forward meant entering a deep abyss.

Seeing Jiang Shaoqing's surprised and embarrassed expression, Li Qingyun's beautiful eyes flashed with intelligence and cunning, deciding to seize the initiative. A faint smile graced her face as she said sweetly, "Come in and sit down!

What are you waiting for? I'm not some kind of venomous snake or ferocious beast." The waitress, oblivious to Jiang Shaoqing's strange expression and hearing Li Qingyun's amusing words, almost burst out laughing. Jiang Shaoqing felt uncertain, his heart pounding rapidly, and he nervously sat down two seats away from his teacher's wife.

Li Qingyun blushed and dismissed the waitress, saying, "Miss, go and tell them the food can be served."

Seeing the waitress close the door, Li Qingyun glared at Jiang Shaoqing, annoyed, and snapped, "Why are you sitting so far away? Am I going to eat you?"

She patted the chair next to her and added, "Sit here, it'll be easier to talk."

"Yes, Master's wife."

Jiang Shaoqing's seasoned mental fortitude seemed to have completely failed him at this moment. The strange thing was that he hadn't expected to meet Li Qingyun tonight, especially not his master's wife, who had once done something 'bad' to him.

Hearing the words "master's wife" from Jiang Shaoqing's mouth, Li Qingyun trembled, a forbidden impulse rising within her, and her jade-like face flushed a captivating blush. After a long pause, she said somewhat shyly, "You've graduated, you don't need to call me 'teacher's wife' anymore."

"How can that be? You are my teacher's wife."

Jiang Shaoqing eased his emotions, slightly embarrassed. Li Qingyun retorted anxiously, "No, I won't allow you to call me 'teacher's wife'!" She

then secretly glanced at Jiang Shaoqing, worried he would detect the unusual emotion in her tone.

Her coquettish tone, like a little woman's, made Jiang Shaoqing's heart flutter. He thought for a moment, "Could it be that my teacher's wife knows about that night? But why did she only come to me today?" Little did he know that Li Qingyun hadn't intended to find him; it was entirely fate that brought them together.

She probably doesn't know! He was overthinking it; it was just a coincidence. His teacher's wife only found out it was me from Manager Ma. Yes, that's it. He couldn't lose his composure and arouse her suspicion. Feeling confident in his judgment, Jiang Shaoqing calmed his excitement, casually raised his head, and smiled at his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun, saying, "Then what should I call you?" A flicker of

surprise crossed Li Qingyun's beautiful eyes, but after a moment's thought, she guessed Jiang Shaoqing's intention. She gave a shrewd, shallow smile and said, "Whatever you want."

Then, with a sly smile, she said, "Why did you seem so afraid of me just now? Have I become like an ugly old woman after all these years?"

Before figuring out whether his teacher's wife had truly discovered that he had slept with her, Jiang Shaoqing decided to remain completely discreet; even if she did find out, he would deny it to the death. Jiang Shaoqing feigned ease and laughed, "How could that be? I'm just too surprised."

Then, smiling at Li Qingyun's pretty face, he added, "Sister Qing, I find that describing you as an 'ugly old woman' is too inaccurate."

Knowing full well that Jiang Shaoqing was blatantly lying, Li Qingyun was helpless against him. Should she bluntly point her finger at him and shout, "You're lying! You clearly did something to wrong me!"? She didn't want to expose their long-buried affair so soon. She wanted to force Jiang Shaoqing to admit it himself, to gain the psychological advantage and achieve revenge on the little nemesis who had wronged her for so many years.

Jiang Shaoqing's address of "Sister Qing" delighted Li Qingyun. She glanced at him with alluring eyes, pursed her delicate red lips, and said sweetly, "How is it inaccurate?"

Jiang Shaoqing noticed that his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun, had become even more mature and alluring after not seeing her for several years. The sexy way she pursed her lips was an indescribable temptation for him. Seeing Jiang Shaoqing staring blankly, Li Qingyun's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she smiled sweetly, saying, "Tell me! You're not just trying to fool me, are you?"

Although she was still very proud of her well-maintained appearance and figure, she still longed to hear praise from Jiang Shaoqing.

The alluring charm of his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun, almost made Jiang Shaoqing swallow hard. He quickly concealed his drool by taking a sip of the tea poured by the waiter before saying, "Of course not, I'm just looking for an adjective."

He paused, then added, "I thought about it and decided that 'stunningly beautiful' would be the best description. It's a bit cliché, but it's true."

(Chapter 151)

"Shaoqing, your skills at charming girls are definitely impressive; your eloquence is far superior to what it used to be."

Li Qingyun giggled, her laughter radiant. Jiang Shaoqing felt that his teacher's wife was deliberately laughing for him. Although his teacher's wife was dignified, gentle, and virtuous in his mind, he was equally attracted to this charming, alluring, and seductive woman before him.

"Sister Qing, I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart."

However, the thought of whether this teacher's wife had ever cheated on him made him very uncomfortable. He understood that many saleswomen would sell their bodies for sales targets, and his teacher's wife's change in demeanor and her managerial position made him suspect this. He felt betrayed, but then he bitterly smiled, thinking, "Who am I to her? Do I have the right?"

Suddenly noticing Jiang Shaoqing's somewhat dejected expression, Li Qingyun felt a little strange. She didn't think she had said anything wrong. If she knew Jiang Shaoqing's thoughts at this moment, she might be overjoyed. Li Qingyun wasn't the kind of person Jiang Shaoqing thought she was. Everything she had achieved today was the result of her tireless efforts, and also Jiang Shaoqing's doing. Her seductive charm was something only Jiang Shaoqing was entitled to enjoy.

A knock sounded at the door, and a group of waitresses in cheongsams, showing off their beautiful legs, filed in carrying plates. The previous waitress placed the dishes on the table and announced their names.

Li Qingyun tipped the waitress who had poured the red wine and asked her to leave, not wanting anyone to disturb her 'first' meeting with Jiang Shaoqing. Returning to the table, she spread a folded napkin on her fair thigh and beckoned to Jiang Shaoqing, saying, "Shaoqing, let's eat and talk!"

She then placed a plate of poached chicken on his plate.

Jiang Shaoqing accepted the bowl without ceremony, saying, "Thank you, Sister Qing, you eat too."

He also placed a piece of braised pigeon on her plate.

Li Qingyun ate the pigeon Jiang Shaoqing had given her with relish, her expression suggesting the pigeon meat was some rare delicacy. "Sister Qing, shouldn't we talk about business?"

Jiang Shaoqing, managing both business and personal matters, hadn't forgotten his purpose for coming today.

"There's no rush. We haven't seen each other for years, can't we have a proper chat?"

Li Qingyun's purpose tonight wasn't to discuss business with Jiang Shaoqing; in fact, she had already agreed to Ma Weida's offer.

"No problem, Sister Qing, have you been working in Xihai City all this time?"

Jiang Shaoqing thought about how he had hardly seen his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun, since his sophomore year of college, and couldn't help but wonder about her situation over the years, after all, they had been intimate for a night.

"Sort of! But after joining my current company the year before last, I stayed in Lincheng, the provincial capital, for quite a while."

Li Qingyun had a faint smile on her face as she put some food in Jiang Shaoqing's bowl and said sweetly, "So, are you going back soon?"

Jiang Shaoqing looked up while eating, gazing at his teacher's wife's mature and beautiful face, and asked, "Yes!"

After saying that, Li Qingyun stopped eating, smiling and gazing at him. But seeing the slight disappointment on Jiang Shaoqing's face, her eyes lit up and her face lit up with joy.

"What about Teacher Fan and Xiaoling? Did they also go to Lincheng?"

Jiang Shaoqing couldn't help but ask about the situation of Fan Chenggang and his daughter, Fan Xiaoling. At that time, Fan Xiaoling was being raised by his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun's, grandparents, and was already a three-year-old girl. Now she would be seven years old.

“Old Fan is still at school, and Xiaoling is in first grade at a nearby elementary school.”

Hearing Jiang Shaoqing’s words, Li Qingyun temporarily put down the food she was about to eat and smiled, saying, “So, you’re working in Lincheng all by yourself.”

Jiang Shaoqing asked, “Yes! But I come back here every weekend. I have my own car, it’s very convenient, it only takes less than three hours to get here.”

Li Qingyun’s pretty face blossomed with a charming smile.

Jiang Shaoqing also saw the confidence in her. It seemed that in the few years since they last met, his wife had not only greatly improved materially, but also spiritually.

Li Qingyun realized for the first time that even when Jiang Shaoqing was deep in thought, he possessed a captivating charm that women found alluring. It’s said that a man is most charming when he’s serious, but if that man is unattractive, even his seriousness is useless.

Li Qingyun asked Jiang Shaoqing with a smile, "And you? You became a general manager in just a few years after graduation, it's truly enviable! If I hadn't repeatedly asked your Manager Ma, I really wouldn't have believed it was the Shaoqing I know."

Jiang Shaoqing smiled awkwardly. This wasn't something he wanted to boast about. Although he had the ability, he had gotten to where he was through connections. "Good luck!"

Li Qingyun thought Jiang Shaoqing was being modest, and said with a smile, "It's not like winning the lottery, how can you call it luck? If you didn't have the ability, how could you have become one? Don't be modest, I'm not an outsider." After

saying that, Li Qingyun suddenly realized that her words had a veiled meaning, her face flushed slightly, and she secretly glanced at Jiang Shaoqing, wanting to know what he was thinking.

Jiang Shaoqing stared blankly at his teacher's wife's familiar yet mature face, and couldn't help but wonder, did his teacher's wife really know about what happened that night, or was she referring to his teacher-student relationship with Fan Chenggang? This shouldn't be the case. How can a teacher-student relationship be described as "not outsiders"? He wanted to ask his teacher's wife, but feared she was unaware, yet his questioning aroused suspicion.

Jiang Shaoqing realized that since meeting his teacher's wife, he had become hesitant and indecisive, completely unlike his usual bold and decisive self. His teacher's wife seemed to be his nightmare, making him feel constantly unable to hold his head high in her presence, leaving a mark of fear on his soul. His teacher's wife was the greatest inner demon in his life.

Unable to withstand Jiang Shaoqing's intense gaze, Li Qingyun's delicate face flushed slightly. She gave him a playful glare and lowered her head shyly. She looked incredibly alluring, like a lover flirting, a subtle hint of spring in her eyes!

However, before clarifying the situation, Jiang Shaoqing dared not cross the line. He coughed awkwardly, raised his glass, and said, "Sister Qing, let's have a drink!"

Seeing that Jiang Shaoqing's handsome face showed no change, Li Qingyun felt both disappointed and hopeful. She smiled gracefully, elegantly raised her glass, and lightly clinked it against Jiang Shaoqing's. While sipping her red wine, she quietly savored the romantic yet somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.

Soon, a blush crept onto Li Qingyun's delicate face, making her even more alluring and captivating.

Watching Jiang Shaoqing's hands as he poured her wine, Li Qingyun suddenly thought of a question that concerned her: did Jiang Shaoqing have a girlfriend? She smiled slightly and said, "Shaoqing, is your current girlfriend still that classmate?"

"No, we broke up a long time ago."

Jiang Shaoqing poured himself a glass and replied with a smile, "Do I know your current girlfriend?"

Li Qingyun brushed her hair aside and said casually, "No, she's a colleague at work. I'll introduce you sometime."

As she spoke, Jiang Shaoqing suddenly looked at her pretty face. Li Qingyun quickly concealed her melancholy expression, turned her head away, and picked up her chopsticks to eat. "Oh, what does she look like?"

"She's comparable to Sister Qing."

Noticing his teacher's wife's unusual expression, Jiang Shaoqing's heart skipped a beat. He deliberately steered the conversation towards his teacher's wife, Li Qingyun. "Oh, how can an old woman like me compare to her?"

Li Qingyun regained her composure, smiling brightly, completely unaware that she was stepping into the 'trap' set by Jiang Shaoqing. "In my opinion, Sister Qing, you're not old at all. If you weren't married yet, I would definitely..."

At this point, Jiang Shaoqing deliberately stopped, pretending to eat his food.

Li Qingyun was enjoying the conversation, her rosy cheeks beaming with joy, her bright eyes sparkling with anticipation. But seeing that Jiang Shaoqing didn't continue, she couldn't help but feel anxious and asked, "What will happen..." With

her intelligent and perceptive nature, she somewhat guessed what Jiang Shaoqing was going to say, but she still hoped to hear it from him.

Jiang Shaoqing calmly swallowed his food, a sunny smile appearing on his face. Looking into her beautiful eyes, he said seriously, "I will pursue you."

Although the answer was already in her heart, Li Qingyun couldn't help but tremble slightly. She then suppressed her excitement and tried to sound composed, saying, "Don't joke with me, Sister Qing. I'm already this old."

Although she said that, Jiang Shaoqing could still see the extraordinary joy in his teacher's wife Li Qingyun's beautiful eyes. This joy was different from the expected happiness of women her age; Jiang Shaoqing felt there was a special emotion mixed in. "Isn't there a saying that height isn't a distance, and age isn't a problem? When we stand together, who would be able to tell that you're much older than me!"

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