[Female students from arts schools] (101)

Chapter 101. The Heart-Fluttering Uniform This was a two-story villa in a European style, with white and blue as the main colors.

A burly man in black opened the villa's door and led me slowly upstairs. He turned on the lights, and I immediately

saw everything on the second floor. It wasn't what I had imagined; the interior decoration had a strong Chinese style,

antique and elegant. He pointed to the sofa, "Sit wherever you like!"

I sat down somewhat awkwardly.

He brewed two cups of tea, placing one in front of me and taking a sip of the other himself. Then he looked at me

without saying a word.

I was terrified of this unfamiliar gaze. I lowered my head, my face instantly turning bright red with embarrassment. Yes, I had

only known him for less than two hours, and I had unwittingly followed him to his home. What would he want me to do next? What could he

possibly do to me? I really didn't know.

I was a little scared, but he didn't do anything.

Finally, he broke the silence. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

I looked at him nervously. "I... I don't know what to say."

He laughed. "That's true. We haven't known each other for very long. I think I should introduce

myself ."

"Oh!"

I murmured, looking at him.

He laughed again. "Aren't you even a little curious about who I am? Aren't you going to ask me who I am?"

I shook my head. "I don't dare to ask. Mr. Wang said you're a big shot. I think you

'll . If you don't want to tell me, you won't tell me even if I ask."

"You're a smart girl!"

His smile remained. "Since I asked Wang Jingteng to call you here today, I think I

should be honest with you. My name is Qiao Minguo, and I'm fifty-six years old. As for my identity, I believe you'll

find out later."

I looked at him. In this world, it's not unusual for someone to drive an Audi A6, but someone who goes out with

bodyguards and drives an Audi is quite extraordinary. At least I had a feeling that Qiao Minguo was probably from an official family

. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such an imposing and dignified presence.

"And you?"

He looked at me. "As far as I know, Zhang Ruoxi isn't your real name."

I nodded. "My real name is Zhang Xiaoruo."

"Xiaoruo, a very nice name, much better than your current one!"

He fiddled with his teacup, took a sip of tea, and continued, "I rarely watch TV programs;

I usually watch the news. But I watched that drama you recently filmed, 'The Girl Who Moved Me,' from beginning to end,

and I even bought the original DVD to keep."

"Thank you!"

I said politely.

He waved his hand. "You're welcome. I think you'd do the same when you really like someone."

As he spoke, he looked at me again and murmured, "Could you wear that outfit from the TV show for me

?"

I looked at him. "Now?"

He nodded.

"I didn't bring any clothes!"

He laughed, pointing to the room next door. "I've prepared everything inside, go change!"

Qiao Minguo's tone was still commanding, and I seemed too afraid to disobey. I stood up and

went into the room. Sure enough, there was a set of clothes on the large bed: a white short-sleeved shirt and a black

schoolgirl skirt. This was the high school outfit I wore in the drama when I played Lin Xi in high school.

I gently closed the door, then took off my t-shirt and shorts and changed into the clothes.

At that moment, I felt like I had truly become the pure and innocent Lin Xi.

I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. The white short-sleeved shirt was a little small, perfectly showing off my figure

, especially my breasts—firm and full. Through the thin white shirt, I

could even see the outline of my bra. I once heard a boy say that the most alluring thing about girls is the silhouette of their bra straps against their

white shirts—a memory that can never be forgotten.

A white shirt, a black skirt—the black and white combination is forever the most classic color scheme in this world. When the

world abandons all other colors, it naturally returns to its essential black and white. Humans are the

world ; returning to the beginning, it's a combination of black and white.

And I, it seems, have become the purest Zhang Xiaoruo within myself.

I opened the door, and his eyes immediately lit up. He stood up and slowly walked towards me

. I could smell the strong scent of alcohol on him.

He gently lifted my chin, and I slowly closed my eyes.

He spoke in that same authoritative and certain tone, slowly saying, "This is the you I most want

to see , Zhang Xiaoruo."

My heart raced, and I dared not utter a word.

He looked me over, and suddenly, he picked me up. He was

very ; although he was fifty-six, he was incredibly powerful. I believed he must have been a soldier before.

I was at a loss, my face flushing red to the roots of my neck.

"You are really beautiful!"

he murmured.

I became even more uneasy, and I even trembled in his arms.

He hugged me tightly, almost bringing his mouth to my face.

"Tonight, I want you!"

His tone was extremely firm.

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