[Author’s message:]

The modern part is purely for fun, so if you like it, take a look. It’s like an extra story.

I wrote it just for fun because I got bored with the system update.

The typos have been corrected and are pending review.

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When Ji Sang received a call from her good friend Wen Qian, asking her to meet at the bar, it happened to be raining outside.

Ji Sang got slightly wet when she got out of the taxi. She was already feeling a bit sick, and now her whole body felt even colder. Her phone in her bag started ringing like a haunted object.

Holding a tissue to her nose, Ji Sang answered the call. Before she could say anything, a frantic voice came through from the other side.

“Ji Sang, where are you? Hurry up… I saw Wen Zhiyu dancing with that hot chick! Damn it! If you don’t come soon, I feel like going up there and beating him. How can he behave like that, holding another woman when he’s with you…” Wen Qian shouted in anger.

Alongside Wen Qian’s voice on the phone, there was also the sound of energetic music.

Furrowing her eyebrows, Ji Sang replied, “I’m at the entrance.”

Indeed, she was getting a cold. Her voice sounded nasal, as if she had suffered a great injustice and was crying.

“Damn it! Your voice sounds weird! Ji Sang, I warn you, if you cry over that scumbag, I’ll cut ties with you!” Wen Qian retorted. “Hurry up and come in. I’ll keep an eye out for you.”

Without waiting for Ji Sang’s response, Wen Qian hung up the phone.

Ji Sang’s mood was extremely complicated. She sniffed her runny nose and tossed the phone into her bag before entering the bar.

Inside the bar, the lights flickered, and handsome men and beautiful women swayed and danced in the dance floor, moving to the rhythm of the music. Wen Qian had been watching the entrance from afar and quickly stood up from her seat when she saw Ji Sang enter, walking towards her.

“You finally came. There is he…” Wen Qian tilted her chin, gesturing with her eyes.

Following Wen Qian’s gaze, Ji Sang looked towards the center of the dance floor and indeed saw Wen Zhiyu tightly pressed against another girl, their bodies moving in sync to the hot dance. Their lower bodies were practically pressed against each other, causing Ji Sang’s temples to throb erratically, and a surge of anger rose in her chest.

“Let’s go! I’ll accompany you! We’ll confront them!” Wen Qian said, seeing Ji Sang standing there motionless, as she reached out and pulled her towards the dance floor.

Ji Sang stumbled as she was pulled. “Wen Qian.”

Wen Qian waited for her to steady herself, then eagerly pulled her forward.

In the dance floor, Wen Zhiyu happened to notice Ji Sang and Wen Qian. Wen Qian was waiting for Wen Zhiyu to see them, her sharp gaze unabashedly fixed on him, clearly indicating that she was waiting for him to come over and explain to Ji Sang!

But unexpectedly, Wen Zhiyu provocatively moved forward towards the girl he was pressed against, right in front of them. The girl, receiving the man’s signal, cooperated eagerly and intimately rubbed against him…

The sexual innuendo was obvious.

A seductive chuckle escaped from Wen Zhiyu’s throat as he whispered something into the girl’s ear. They then separated and stepped out of the dance floor.

Ji Sang halted, watching the guy walking down under the mesmerizing lights. It had to be said that Wen Zhiyu had a good appearance, and his refined features seemed even more profound in the hazy lighting. Especially his eyes, pitch-black like ink yet incredibly bright. There was a deep, hidden emotion in his eyes when he focused on someone, evoking an indescribable sense of tenderness.

Ji Sang, who had been single from birth to graduate school without any romantic experiences, couldn’t help but feel drawn to Wen Zhiyu, and she believed it had a lot to do with his eyes.

He was too charming.

“Finally here?” Wen Zhiyu’s voice was indifferent, completely devoid of embarrassment after being caught. Instead, he seemed relaxed.

Wen Qian was infuriated by his nonchalant attitude and was about to confront him, but Ji Sang held her hand to stop her.

Wen Qian glanced at Ji Sang.

Ji Sang looked at Wen Zhiyu and said, “Wen Qian, go back to our seats and wait for me. I’ll come after I talk to him for a moment.”

Wen Qian understood Ji Sang’s personality. Although she appeared gentle on the surface, her inner strength was undeniable. She furrowed her brow and said, “Okay, call me if you need me.”

After saying that, Wen Qian glared fiercely at Wen Zhiyu before returning to their original seats.

Once Wen Qian had left, Ji Sang wasted no time and asked directly, “Wen Zhiyu, what do you want to say to me?”

A mocking curve formed at the corner of Wen Zhiyu’s lips. “Professor Ji, you finally found out!”

A hint of confusion flickered across Ji Sang’s expression.

Wen Zhiyu continued, “There were rumors going around at school about how difficult it was to pursue you. Since you never dated in college, the people in our dormitory made a bet and sent me as their representative to pursue you. I never expected it would be so easy to win you over. I pursued you for only a week, and I got you.”

Wen Zhiyu casually stated this, as if he were talking about the most ordinary thing.

Ji Sang furrowed her delicate eyebrows and fell into contemplation.

Wen Zhiyu thought Ji Sang would be angry, but she remained unusually quiet, just blinking her dark eyes at him, and he had no idea what she was thinking. Ji Sang wasn’t particularly good-looking, always sporting a pair of black-framed glasses and shoulder-length black hair. However, her skin was fair, and they say fair skin can make up for other flaws, so Ji Sang didn’t look too bad.

The longer Wen Zhiyu saw her so quiet, the more a sense of loss inexplicably crossed his heart. This feeling of loss surprised him, but he quickly suppressed it.

How could he feel upset over someone as plain as Ji Sang?

Yes!

Ji Sang was just like her calculus class, dull and tasteless.

Ji Sang was his calculus professor, and this year was her first year teaching after graduating from her master’s degree. It was her misfortune to encounter Wen Zhiyu in her first year.

After a good half-minute, Ji Sang murmured, “So… it was a bet.”

“That’s good.”

Wen Zhiyu blinked in slight surprise. The surrounding noise was too loud, and he didn’t hear clearly what she said, so he asked, “What did you say?”

Ji Sang shook her head. “It’s nothing.”

Then she paused and added, “I understand now.”

With that, Ji Sang walked away without even looking back, heading towards Wen Qian.

This reaction…

It actually left Wen Zhiyu stunned on the spot. It took him a while to process it. He stared deeply at Ji Sang’s figure. If one were to judge based on her figure… Ji Sang had a killer silhouette.

Today, she wore a short knitted cardigan that fit her body closely. It accentuated her slender back, delicate waistline, and a pair of tight jeans that showcased her pert buttocks and long, straight legs. In this dimly lit nightclub, she easily caught the attention of other men…

Wen Zhiyu didn’t know what came over him, but seeing her walk away without crying or making a fuss, he felt a strange sensation in his heart. It didn’t sit well with him.

At that moment, a girl who had been dancing with Wen Zhiyu approached. Her fair hand rested on Wen Zhiyu’s shoulder, and she smiled brightly. “Zhiyu?”

Wen Zhiyu reached out his long arm and pulled the girl closer, disregarding everything else. He coolly said, “Let’s go! Let’s keep dancing!”

“What the hell? You’re letting him off like this? Ji Sang, what’s wrong with your head? Damn it! This kind of guy should be severely beaten. How can he play with someone’s feelings like that? Ji Sang, you’re driving me crazy!”

Wen Qian’s face turned increasingly red as she spoke, and her already impressive curves seemed even more captivating due to her anger. The scene was quite spectacular.

In contrast to Wen Qian’s rage, the person in question remained calm. She even ordered a cocktail from the bartender while Wen Qian continued to rant.

It’s impossible not to be angry. Ji Sang knew from the beginning that Wen Zhiyu was lying to her, and she was annoyed, but only for a brief moment. Soon, her mood returned to calm, and she even felt that Wen Zhiyu’s behavior was normal.

As such a boring person, how could anyone genuinely like her? So, during her four years of college and two years of graduate school, she focused all her energy on studying. Due to her personality, she chose to stay at her alma mater and teach.

She had been lonely for these years, and it was precisely because of this loneliness that Wen Zhiyu’s fervent pursuit confused her rational eyes.

Wen Qian rambled on, and Ji Sang listened quietly. Unconsciously, she had two more drinks. The dazzling and flickering lights in front of her seemed hazy, making it difficult to see clearly.

Wen Qian patted Ji Sang’s shoulder and said, “Sang Sang! Don’t be angry. If this one doesn’t work out, the next one will be even better! I’ll introduce you to someone more amazing and better. Damn it, that grandson Wen Zhiyu will regret it!”

Ji Sang: “…”

She nodded absentmindedly and stood up, saying, “I’ll go to the restroom.”

“I’ll accompany you.”

Ji Sang stood up, pressing Wen Qian back into her seat. She pushed the untouched cocktail in front of her and said, “You’ve been talking non-stop. Have a drink. It’s tasty… I’ll be right back.”

“Are you sure?” Wen Qian smelled the alcohol on her breath and asked.

“I’m sure. Don’t worry.”

After Ji Sang finished speaking, she stood up straight and walked towards the direction of the restroom.

The restroom was at the far end of the corridor on the right side of the bar. Motion sensor lights illuminated as Ji Sang’s high heels touched the floor. As she walked through the corridor, the booming music in her ears became much quieter. The intense noise had been giving her a headache, and now it finally became much quieter.

She rubbed her temples and pushed open the restroom door.

The restroom also had motion sensor lights. As soon as she stepped inside, everything suddenly became bright. With her slightly intoxicated eyes, she glanced forward and saw a man standing by the urinal, holding something between his two fingers.

He was standing sideways, and from this angle, Ji Sang caught sight of that partially flaccid object.

It was quite large.

Um…

The air seemed to freeze abruptly.

Ji Sang’s dizzy head forgot to react, but the man, with his cold gaze, glanced at her and calmly pulled up his underwear. The black fabric instantly enveloped his member, and he then fastened the zipper of his trousers before turning around to face Ji Sang.

The motion sensor light went off, but it lit up again in the next second due to the man’s movement.

The flickering light illuminated the man’s three-dimensional and profound facial features. Ji Sang, with her watery eyes, gathered all her courage and suddenly grabbed hold of the man’s covered member. “What are you doing?”

The man froze, his dark pupils instantly filled with danger as he stared at the slightly intoxicated young woman in front of him. His Adam’s apple involuntarily bobbed up and down.

When Ji Sang realized the inappropriate action she had taken, she immediately regretted it. Her already flushed face felt as if it had been burned by a hot iron rod, and she dared not meet the man’s gaze. However, she could feel the soft thing in her hand slowly growing harder, becoming more robust, and she could hardly hold it with her small hand.

Her line of sight reached the bulge in his pants.

That thing was scorching hot, burning her palm through the thin fabric. She felt as if her whole body was on fire and stood frozen in place, her dark eyes helplessly looking at the man…

But in the next second, she heard a soft laugh escaping from the man’s throat above her, “Do it.”

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