Wen Moxue nearly let his real voice slip out from sheer fright. In a panic, he pressed down on his skirt and looked at Fu Cheng pleadingly.
“Brother, I was wrong. You’re not old fashioned at all. You’re the very first pioneer of reform and opening up.”
“……” Fu Cheng was amused by him. “What else?”
“What else…” Wen Moxue’s eyes drifted around. What else was there?
Damn brain. Think faster.
But Fu Cheng’s hand was resting on his thigh, gently rubbing it. His palm was scorching hot, the heat making Wen Moxue’s body tremble.
He felt as though he were about to melt. There wasn’t even any strength left in his hands and his brain had completely stopped cooperating.
He simply leaned forward and placated Fu Cheng with a kiss at the corner of his mouth.
“Brother is the best man in the whole world.”
“Wrong!” Fu Cheng said expressionlessly. “Today, I’m the bad guy.”
Wen Moxue: “……”
Wen Moxue wanted to stop him but how could he possibly be Fu Cheng’s match? His body had already gone soft and a mist quickly gathered in his eyes. Like a little cat whose claws had been clipped, he had lost all his strength and all his means of resistance.
No one in the private room dared to come in and disturb them but outside the private room, which was only separated from the rest of the tea house by a folding screen, people occasionally passed by. The faint sounds of their shoes rubbing against the floor were enough to make one’s heart pound with nervousness.
Even more frightening was the fact that Fu Cheng was becoming increasingly bold. He was about to expose him.
In desperation, Wen Moxue whispered in a breathy voice, “You’re not allowed to come to the front. You can only touch the back!”
Fu Cheng: “……”
Fu Cheng had actually only intended to touch her thigh and scare her a little. Who would have thought that she would set the boundary so low?
“You really are……”
Fu Cheng seemed to sigh helplessly as he said those three words. Then he lifted Wen Moxue’s chin and kissed him heavily once again.
His hand was equally unrestrained, following Wen Moxue’s instructions as he began exploring this new territory.
As their lips and teeth became entangled, the temperature inside the private room seemed to rise abruptly.
It was clearly the middle of winter. Outside the window, the northern wind howled fiercely yet Wen Moxue felt as though he were trapped inside a steamer. His entire body was burning hot, as if clusters of tiny flames were blazing everywhere on him, making his head buzz and leaving his thoughts in a complete daze.
Then he was pressed against something hard again.
Wen Moxue’s cheeks flushed crimson. Taking advantage of Fu Cheng being caught off guard, he quickly leaned his body backward, then slipped down from the tea table like a loach and ran away as fast as he could.
“That’s enough! I’ve already had my quota of kisses for today. If you keep kissing me, my lips are going to swell again.”
Fu Cheng: “……”
Under Fu Cheng’s gaze, which looked as though he wanted to devour him alive, a trace of slyness flashed through Wen Moxue’s eyes.
Hehe. He was going to tease him until he was burning with desire and then refuse to give him anything. Let him suffer!
Wen Moxue slowly pushed the tea on the table, which had already gone cold, toward Fu Cheng. Even then, he kept his body leaned backward in a position that made it clear he was ready to run away at any moment.
“Have some tea. Cool yourself down.”
Seeing him sitting like that, Fu Cheng was both irritated and amused. “Now you know to be afraid?”
Wen Moxue’s eyes darted away. “Who told you to point a gun at me?”
“If I see you wearing this dress again, I’ll take you right here.”
Fu Cheng glanced at that dress of hers, which was absolutely not what one would call proper or conservative and threatened her coldly.
Whether it was old fashioned or authoritarian, he absolutely would not allow other men to see her dressed like this.
Especially the men who came here looking for her to brew tea. Nine out of ten of them clearly had ulterior motives.
Wen Moxue did not dare challenge the authority of this older man any further and obediently responded with an “Oh.”
You bastard. Next time, you won’t even get to see it if you want to. Hmph.
After getting off work and returning to his residence, Wen Moxue took the snacks Fu Cheng had brought back for him from abroad and divided them up to give to Shu Yan. He did not dare go over to Shu Yan’s place himself because he was afraid of running into his professor boyfriend, so he had Shu Yan come out and collect them in the stairwell.
Shu Yan walked out wearing a set of teddy bear pajamas. Wen Moxue watched him approach with tiny steps, walking as though he were a dan actress onstage, his movements delicate and strangely restrained. Wen Moxue’s mouth twitched.
“Why are you walking like that?”
Shu Yan gave him a shy smile. “I was just with my professor, you know. He put it inside, so I have to keep my legs together, otherwise he’ll punish me later.”
Wen Moxue: “…………”
He really should have known better than to ask.
He desperately wanted a pair of ears that had never heard that sentence.
Wen Moxue handed him the bag. Shu Yan took it and exclaimed, “Wow, there’s so much! You’re not eating any yourself?”
“I still have plenty over there. He gave me a lot and I can’t finish it all.”
“Should we give some to Haozi and Brother Nan?”
“Don’t!” Wen Moxue immediately stopped him. “Fu Cheng definitely gave some to Fu Jiaheng too. If they compare them later and realize that your snacks and my snacks are exactly the same, our secret will be exposed.”
Shu Yan thought that made sense, then immediately gave him a suggestive look and wiggled his eyebrows. “So? They say a short separation makes lovers even more passionate. Did the old man get especially wild today?”
Wen Moxue gave him a suspicious look. “Did you even have time to listen?”
Surely he wouldn’t… leak anything, would he?
“If you tell me quickly, I can hold it in.”
“……”
Wen Moxue glanced down the corridor and, after making sure there was no one else around, quietly told him what had happened in the tea room that day.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. That’s quite explosive. Looks like the old man is about to lose control. Are you going to stop now?”
Leaning against the wall in the corridor, Wen Moxue looked out at the night scenery beyond the window and gave a soft “Mm.”
Shu Yan took a packet of biscuits out of the snack bag, opened it and held one out in front of Wen Moxue. Wen Moxue did not want to eat it, so Shu Yan simply put one into his own mouth and began chewing. Seeing Wen Moxue’s expression, he blinked several times.
“You wouldn’t happen to be reluctant to give up the old man, would you?”
Wen Moxue instinctively denied it. “How could that be? That stinking straight man.”
Shu Yan wore an expression that clearly said he did not believe him at all.
“All right,” Wen Moxue admitted honestly. “I just feel that he treats me pretty well. I’m deceiving his feelings and taking his money at the same time. It does seem a little too much.”
When Fu Cheng had handed him the bank card that day, Wen Moxue had actually been quite shocked.
Fu Cheng did not even know his background yet he had completely lowered his guard around him.
Back at the Wen family home, those people had treated him as though he were a thief within the household and guarded themselves against him at every turn. He was not allowed into the study and family business was never discussed in front of him. Even when they handed out red envelopes during the New Year, the thickness of his was different from everyone else’s.
Ever since his grandfather passed away and he had been brought back to the Wen family, all of his living expenses had been managed personally by Madam Wen. His father had neither the authority nor the desire to take care of him.
Madam Wen transferred a fixed amount of living expenses to him every month. During junior high and high school, it was 800 yuan a month. Once he entered university, it increased to 1,500 yuan. It was always kept at a level where he could survive comfortably enough without being able to live particularly well, ensuring that he would not go hungry but would never have much to spare either.
Wen Heng had once mocked him, saying that he was not even worth as much as a dog in their household.
For the first time, Wen Moxue had not fought with him over the insult.
Because it was true.
A pet dog raised by Madam Wen cost more than ten thousand yuan a month just in living expenses.
Wen Moxue had never really resented it. He had never considered himself a young master and he regarded that money simply as the child support his father was obligated to provide. He had never felt possessive toward other people’s money, nor had he ever been bitter about why Madam Wen was willing to spend more money on a dog than on him.
For an ordinary person, that amount of money was already enough to live on. Sometimes, he could even save a little from it. So Wen Moxue had always been quite content.
But now, for the first time, he had experienced this kind of unguarded favoritism from Fu Cheng, the wholehearted trust and complete willingness to place everything in his hands. It made Wen Moxue feel as though he had gone from being the one who was in the right to becoming a despicable liar who deceived someone’s feelings and took advantage of their trust.
He simply could not get past that hurdle.
Shu Yan continued munching on his biscuits with loud little crunches. “Then what are you going to do? Tell him the truth?”
Telling him the truth was impossible.
If Fu Cheng found out that he was actually a man, wouldn’t he be sick with disgust?
“I’m planning to return everything and give all the money back to him when we break up. I’ll just let him learn his lesson. In the future, he shouldn’t give his whole heart, his trust and his money to someone just because he likes them.”
“You really are……” Shu Yan had just started to say something when he suddenly looked out the window. “Why does that person look like Fu Jiaheng?”
They lived in an apartment complex next to the school. Their particular building was also close to the side facing the school and from where they were standing, they could see the school’s north gate.
At that moment, beneath the bright streetlights at the north gate, a student whose figure looked very much like Fu Jiaheng’s ran out through the school entrance and stopped in front of a car.
Not long afterward, a tall man stepped out of the vehicle. Even from such a distance, it was still possible to sense the man’s outstanding air of nobility and the powerful pressure he naturally gave off.
Standing beside that man, Fu Jiaheng, who was more than 1.8 meters tall, looked like a little chick.
“Is that man Fu Cheng?” Shu Yan asked.
Wen Moxue pursed his lips and answered with a single word.
“Yes.”
“Come to think of it, has he ever told you that he has such a grown up son?”
“No,” Wen Moxue said, thinking about it before adding, “He thinks I was introduced to him by my older brother, so he probably assumed that I already knew.”
“Not necessarily.” Shu Yan nudged him. “Send him a message right now and ask him. Let’s see whether he’ll be honest with you.”
Wen Moxue obediently took out his phone from his pocket, switched to his secondary WeChat account and sent Fu Cheng a message.
A’Xiaoli: I just separated from you, gege and I’m already starting to miss you.
A’Xiaoli: Gege, what are you doing? Are you home yet?
Fu Cheng, who was talking to Fu Jiaheng, noticed the notification and took out his phone to look at it. He did not reply immediately. Instead, he said a few more words to Fu Jiaheng.
Then the bodyguard beside him handed Fu Jiaheng a bag full of things. Fu Cheng patted Fu Jiaheng on the shoulder before getting back into the car and leaving.
The moment the car drove out of Wen Moxue’s line of sight, Fu Cheng’s reply came through.
Fu: I just brought some things to a junior. I’m on my way home now.
“A junior… Tsk, tsk, tsk. The old man isn’t being honest!” Shu Yan commented from beside him.
Wen Moxue pressed his lips tightly together. The fingertips gripping his phone gradually turned pale.
A’Xiaoli: What kind of junior is so important that gege has to deliver it personally?
Fu: A relative’s child.
A relative’s child…… A relative’s child……
Wen Moxue stared at those five words, finding them extremely glaring.
As expected.
A cunning old bastard like him had lived long enough to become a master at this sort of thing. He had merely shown Wen Moxue the side he wanted him to see. Behind the scenes, he had probably been rotten to the core for a long time.
What kind of decent person could say things like that?
“You okay, Axue?” Shu Yan asked, feeling a little sorry for him when he saw him staring at his phone with such a dark expression.
“Good, very good.” The guilt that had originally begun to grow inside Wen Moxue vanished without a trace. He let out a cold laugh. “I’m going to make sure he loses both his money and me!”
The next day, during the twenty minute break when everyone was changing classrooms, Wen Moxue was called to the counselor’s office by his academic counselor.
Nowadays, everyone handled matters through WeChat, so being formally summoned to the office like this was relatively rare. He had no idea what had happened.
Because he was already guilty of keeping a secret, Wen Moxue was always afraid that his disguise might accidentally be exposed without him realizing it. As a result, he was easily startled and constantly worried about things that might not even exist.
When he reached the office door, Wen Moxue raised his hand and knocked.
“Teacher.”
“Come in.” The counselor was working at his desk. When he looked up and saw Wen Moxue, he smiled. “Don’t be nervous. It’s nothing serious. Come, sit down and let’s talk.”
Seeing the relaxed expression on his counselor’s face, Wen Moxue understood that there really was nothing major going on. He therefore sat down on the chair in front of the counselor’s desk.
The counselor asked, “I heard that you can play the guzheng?”
So that was what this was about.
Wen Moxue modestly replied, “I know a little.”
“How much is ‘a little’? Can you perform on stage?”
“I should… probably be able to but if I perform a guzheng piece by myself, I’m afraid it might be a little monotonous.”
The counselor smiled. “It won’t be a solo performance. Our school is holding a New Year’s Eve gala this year and some of the junior students from the music department have a performance. They really want to invite you to perform with them. They said it won’t take up too much of your time, so if you’re available, you should go. Our department needs to put on two performances and this one can count as one of ours.”
The New Year’s gala would be the performance held on New Year’s Eve, just before the New Year.
A performance like this would probably require quite a lot of rehearsal time. Those juniors were clever enough to know that if they came to him directly, he would probably turn them down.
But now that they had gone through the counselor, refusing would be difficult. When something involved the collective honor of the department, it would not look very good to push it away.
“Sure, Teacher. You can have them contact me.”
“All right. I’ll send you the person in charge’s WeChat. Add her when you get the request.”
“Okay, Teacher.”
Wen Moxue added the person in charge on WeChat. She was a junior student named Liu Xi. The moment Liu Xi received his friend request, she accepted it almost instantly. Wen Moxue had barely finished adding her name to his contacts when several messages came rushing over one after another.
Liu Xi: It’s Senior Wen!
Liu Xi: Ahhh, this is amazing! Senior Wen, you actually added me!
Liu Xi: Does this mean Senior, you’ve agreed to join our performance?
Boiled Snow in Warm Water: Yes but I probably won’t have much time to rehearse during the first half of December.
Boiled Snow in Warm Water: I estimate that Sunday will probably be the only day I can spare. Would that be acceptable to you?
He still had his part time job, his studies and on top of all that, he had to date Fu Cheng. His schedule really was difficult to arrange.
Liu Xi: That’s completely fine, Senior! If you don’t have time to come, we can use a recording first. As long as you practice your piece properly, you only need to find time a few times to go through the whole process with us and familiarize yourself with the routine.
Liu Xi: You don’t have to come to the rest of our rehearsals at all. As long as Senior is willing to join us, that’s enough!
Boiled Snow in Warm Water: All right.
Liu Xi: Then should I add Senior to the group chat with all the performers?
Boiled Snow in Warm Water: Mm.
Liu Xi added him to a group of ten people. Everyone was extremely enthusiastic, warmly welcoming Wen Moxue with more than enough excitement. After Wen Moxue greeted everyone and chatted with them for a few minutes, the bell announcing the start of class rang.
After saying goodbye to everyone, he immediately set the group chat to Do Not Disturb so that their constant messages would not end up draining his phone battery.
The following day was Friday, which meant Wen Moxue had to go to the tea house for work again.
The weather had turned cold now and quite a lot of people were coming to drink tea. Business at the tea house was excellent and the tea artists were all extremely busy.
Wen Moxue had just arrived at the tea house and had not even changed his clothes yet when he happened to run into Lin Ling walking upstairs with a male customer whose hair at the temples had already turned white.
Lin Ling saw him too. She immediately turned to the man beside her and said, “Mr. Qi, this is our tea house’s recently very popular head tea artist, Wen Qianqian.”
Mr. Qi followed the direction Lin Ling pointed toward and looked over. When he saw Wen Moxue’s face, his already small eyes instinctively narrowed.
His gaze was greasy and lecherous, as though he wanted to strip Wen Moxue naked with his eyes alone. It made Wen Moxue extremely uncomfortable.
Wen Moxue had never gotten along with Lin Ling. There was no way she would introduce a customer to him for no reason whatsoever. This man was clearly not someone easy to deal with and Lin Ling was obviously doing it deliberately.
However, the man was still a customer, so Wen Moxue politely nodded at him.
“Hello, welcome. I still need to go change my clothes, so I’ll excuse myself first.”
He turned and walked away, only to hear Mr. Qi say behind him, “Tsk, tsk. No wonder you were replaced as the head tea artist. She really is quite a beauty.”
Lin Ling’s face twisted for a moment but she quickly returned to her professional fake smile.
“You’re one of our Platinum VIP customers. If you’d like her to serve you, you can simply request her directly.”
……
After Wen Moxue changed his clothes and came back out, he saw Lin Ling coming downstairs.
Her face was filled with undisguised gloating.
“Get yourself ready. Mr. Qi specifically requested you to serve him. He’s one of our Platinum VIP customers, so you must make sure to serve him well.”
She deliberately made Wen Moxue uncomfortable, emphasizing the words “serve him well” heavily.
However, before Wen Moxue even had time to show any disgust, the manager hurried over.
“Qianqian, Assistant Gao has ordered some pastries and tea to be delivered. Go along and help brew the tea.”
Wen Moxue looked puzzled and let out an, “Ah?”
“Do we even have a delivery service?”
And not only did they apparently offer delivery but they actually sent a tea artist along to brew the tea for the customer. It was something he had never heard of before.
The manager gave him a mysterious smile.
“As long as the money is enough, what don’t we have? Oh, right. You probably don’t know who Assistant Gao is. He’s Mr. Fu’s most trusted assistant.”
So this was Fu Cheng’s doing.
Everything suddenly made sense.
Today was Friday and Fu Cheng had to work, so he had no time to come here himself. He had actually found a way to get Wen Moxue to go over to him instead.
Now that was impressive. He really did have a way around everything.
When it came to scheming and maneuvering, Wen Moxue was practically a blank sheet of paper compared to Fu Cheng.
Lin Ling had finally managed to catch an opportunity to make things difficult for Wen Qianqian. After hearing their conversation, however, she found it almost impossible to believe.
She spoke up. “But Manager, Mr. Qi already specifically requested her service. It wouldn’t be very good to suddenly change things now, would it? Why don’t we let her finish serving Mr. Qi before she goes over there?”
How could the manager possibly fail to see through her little scheme?
She knew exactly what kind of person Mr. Qi was. Her expression remained indifferent as she said, “If this is going to mean offending one of our distinguished customers, who do you think I’m going to choose to offend?”
Lin Ling was rendered speechless.
Wen Moxue had always believed in repaying every grudge. He smiled faintly.
“I’m really sorry but I’m afraid you’ll have to continue serving Mr. Qi.”
Without paying any attention to Lin Ling’s ugly expression, he turned around and left.
Fu Chang Group owned an entire commercial building in the CBD. The skyscraper soared into the clouds, magnificent and luxurious, its imposing presence impossible to overlook.
….
After entering the reception hall on the first floor, they gave Assistant Gao’s name to the receptionist. The receptionist immediately greeted them warmly and personally led them toward the elevators, even helping them press the button for the fifty fifth floor.
The elevator went smoothly all the way up to the fifty fifth floor. Assistant Gao was already waiting at the entrance. When he saw Wen Qianqian, he greeted her politely.
“Miss Wen, I’m sorry to have you make the trip here personally. Thank you for your trouble.”
“It’s no trouble at all. I’m actually very happy,” Wen Moxue replied, wearing an unmistakably lovestruck expression.
Assistant Gao asked the service employee who had come along to deliver the things to wait in the reception room first. He then personally led Wen Moxue toward Fu Cheng’s office.
Along the way, they encountered several employees from the president’s office. Every one of them looked at Wen Moxue curiously, their eyes filled with undisguised interest.
They could not help wondering what kind of person she was to receive personal attention from Assistant Gao, the boss’s special assistant.
And judging by the direction they were heading…
Wasn’t that the direction of their boss’s office?
Everyone was extremely shocked.
And this young woman was so beautiful and so young. Could it be that……
Everyone immediately arrived at the same conclusion. They looked at one another, exchanging meaningful glances.
No way, right?!
Their gossiping hearts were instantly stirred up. They desperately wanted to follow along and find out exactly what was going on.
But seriously, who in this entire building would dare gossip about that particular person?
All they could do was stare helplessly as Wen Moxue followed Assistant Gao and disappeared from their line of sight.
Wen Moxue kept his eyes lowered, neither looking around nor showing the slightest bit of curiosity about his surroundings.
Before long, they stopped in front of a grand office door.
The office door was open and several men in impeccably tailored suits were inside. They appeared to be discussing business with Fu Cheng.
Fu Cheng seemed to have noticed the movement at the doorway. He glanced over in their direction and then quietly said something.
The several executives immediately stood up, gathered their belongings and filed out of the office one after another.
Wen Moxue stepped aside to let them pass.
“Oh, Xiao Gao, who is this?” The executive walking at the very front noticed Wen Moxue and stopped to ask.
Assistant Gao answered, “She’s President Fu’s friend.”
President Fu’s friend?
The others stopped as well, their eyes immediately landing on Wen Moxue.
The executive gave him a meaningful look.
“His girlfriend?”
Assistant Gao smiled faintly. “I’m not sure, President Song. You can ask President Fu directly.”
That was probably best left alone.
His life was more important.
However, they could always ask the young woman standing right in front of them.
President Song was just about to open his mouth when Fu Cheng gave a light cough from inside.
The several executives immediately put away their gossiping expressions, straightened their faces and walked away with perfectly serious expressions.
Wen Moxue: “……”
So pretending to be serious was part of Fu Cheng’s company culture?
Assistant Gao gestured politely toward the office.
“Please go in, Miss Wen.”
Wen Moxue hesitated for a moment before lifting his foot and walking inside. Assistant Gao considerately closed the office door behind him and left.
Fu Cheng was dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, sitting behind his computer and working. When he saw Wen Moxue enter, he lifted his chin toward him.
“Sit for a while. I’ll finish dealing with this urgent email first.”
Wen Moxue sat down in the chair in front of Fu Cheng’s luxurious desk.
As expected of a company president’s office, the place was so luxurious that it looked almost like an emperor’s palace. It was spacious, grand and imposing. Especially the enormous bookshelf standing behind Fu Cheng, packed with an astonishing number of books, it instantly elevated the entire atmosphere and gave the room an air of sophistication.
But the most impressive thing was the view.
In front of the enormous floor to ceiling windows, the scenery stretched out without obstruction in every direction. From the fifty fifth floor, it felt as though almost everything below could be taken in at a glance. The expansive view alone was enough to make a person feel more open minded and carefree.
No wonder Fu Cheng seemed to genuinely enjoy working.
If Wen Moxue had an office this enormous, he would love working too.
Wen Moxue was just a little country bumpkin who was experiencing such a luxurious office space for the first time. He felt somewhat awkward and restrained, as though he suddenly did not know where he was supposed to put his hands and feet.
Fortunately, Fu Cheng finished his work very quickly.
He asked, “Do you want something to drink?”
“No, thank you, gege. Your office is so impressive.”
Wen Moxue had always known that Fu Cheng was rich but he had never realized just how rich he actually was.
Fu Cheng stood up.
“Want me to show you around?”
Show him around?
No matter how large this office was, it was still just an office. It was not as though there were countless places to explore. Surely there was not much to see.
But of course, Wen Moxue would never refuse Fu Cheng.
“Okay.”
Fu Cheng stood up and walked over to him. Without the slightest hesitation, he naturally extended his hand.
Wen Moxue placed his hand into Fu Cheng’s palm. His broad hand closed around Wen Moxue’s hand and with a gentle pull, he drew him up from the chair.
Wen Moxue had assumed Fu Cheng was going to introduce him to the different functional areas of the office.
Instead, Fu Cheng simply held his hand and led him directly toward one of the walls.
Then he reached out and gently pushed against it.
The wall suddenly opened.
It turned out that this was a hidden door.
Behind the door was a comfortable and spacious living room, furnished with everything one could possibly need. Fu Cheng explained, “This is my private area. I usually come here to eat or receive guests I’m relatively familiar with.”
“There’s so much alcohol.” Wen Moxue looked at the wine cabinet that occupied an entire wall of the dining area and exclaimed in amazement.
He did not recognize a single bottle but just looking at them, he could tell that they were all worth a considerable amount of money.
“Want some? There are a few bottles here that are quite good in terms of vintage.”
Wen Moxue had previously wanted to get Fu Cheng drunk because he had planned to make him intoxicated and have him transfer a huge amount of money to him but now that he was on Fu Cheng’s territory, even the alcohol was being provided by Fu Cheng himself. Who knew what was going through the mind of this seemingly cold and gentlemanly older man who actually had eight hundred schemes hidden behind that calm face? Who knew whether he might have some ulterior motive?
“No, it’s okay. I’m still working. Drinking isn’t a good idea.”
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ChaptersChapter 1 · You think you can get away with this?Chapter 2 · That clueless straight guyChapter 3 · It’s just women’s clothing, right?Chapter 4 · That’s clearly a girl’s voice!Chapter 5 · Fu Dog, prepare to die!Chapter 6 · I possess a masculine charmChapter 7 · This skirt makes her look like a slutChapter 8 · Fu transferred 10,000 yuan to you.Chapter 9 · Black stockings photosChapter 10 · The older man asked for the photos himself!Chapter 11 · I bumped into an old man while dressed as a manChapter 12 · An older man took the initiative to ask him out!Chapter 13 · Forums where posts were postedChapter 14 · Eating with an older manChapter 15 · Pattting HeadChapter 16 · The older man’s heart flutterChapter 17 · Don’t keep posting these kinds of photos.Chapter 18 · Exclusive private photos of an older manChapter 19 · I was kissedChapter 20 · Unique seduction methodChapter 21 · My lips are swollen from being kissed.Chapter 22 · Watching legs in a videoChapter 23 · Absence makes the heart grow fonderChapter 24 · The Older Man’s FallChapter 25 Part 1 · We broke up! We broke up!Chapter 25 Part 2 · We broke up! We broke up!Chapter 26 · Is he your dad?Chapter 27 · This man has a face that looks very similarChapter 28 · I do mind, I only like womenChapter 29 · I’m dizzyChapter 30 · Fair legs that would drive any foot fetishist crazy.Chapter 31 · Put it on and let me seeChapter 32 · Crossdressing againChapter 33 · PunishChapter 34 · Punish Fu Jiahang’s scumbag fatherChapter 35 · Massage the waistChapter 36 · HeartbeatChapter 37 · Men are no longer able to function after the age of 25Chapter 38 Part 1 · BedmatesChapter 38 Part 2 · BedmatesChapter 39 · PossessivenessChapter 40 · Little Godmother