Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

”You don’t need to accompany me around. I’m familiar with the place and I just want to take a stroll by myself,” Qi Chengzhi said plainly. His black eyes gazed upward to the window of the principal’s office and lingered there. He smiled faintly and shifted his gaze away. ”It’s the new year. You should go ahead with your business.”

Director Yan did not dare to get too cozy with Qi Chengzhi. Just looking at Qi Chengzhi’s stern face reminded him of how direct and no-nonsense Qi Chengzhi was as headmaster.

He passed to Qi Chengzhi the keys to the headmaster’s office and promptly left.

After Director Yan left, he looked down at the keys. He recalled something that made him smile and began walking to the building with the keys in his hand.

As he walked into the headmaster’s office, everything looked exactly like how he left it all those years ago. The only difference was the absence of all those documents.

He reminisced by looking at and touching everything inside the office. Then, he took his seat on the chair behind the desk. His posture was rather upright, and his dark pupils gazed warmly at the door. A small smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Having brought his laptop with him, he took it out, placed it on the table, and switched it on. He perused the stock market briefly, but since his mind was not focused there, he was eventually staring blankly at the screen.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. Qi Chengzhi’s eyes lit up and his posture became even more upright. His slender, handsome fingers straightened his tie before he cleared his throat and replied. ”Come in.”

His voice might be rich and tranquil, but his heart was nearly about to jump out of his chest. His eyes were fixed onto the door as it slowly began to swing open.

The door slowly swung open, and there stood Song Yu wearing Jixia High School’s uniform. She looked at the floor and stood there looking guilty.

Jixia’s uniform bore some resemblance to the uniform worn by schoolgirls during the Republic of China era. On Song Yu, however, they looked exceptionally graceful and subdued. Qi Chengzhi was absent-minded as he felt like he had been transported to when she was still seventeen.

Qi Chengzhi could not help but gulp. Seeing her looking so attractive in his uniform, he felt like he could not calm himself down as he used to all those years ago.

With her fair-skinned body clad in that uniform, she looked like the purest of virgins.

His long fingers loosened up his tie smoothly and he gulped once again. Following that he crooned in the sexiest of voices, ”Aren’t you coming in?”

Song Yu looked down and grabbed her dress guiltily. Her hands became cold unwittingly and she was so nervous that her palms were sweating.

She kept her head low and closed the door as she came in. Standing in front of the work desk, QI Chengzhi’s gaze made her feel so nervous that she couldn’t say a single word.

His vision did not waver after he locked eyes on her body. He looked at her from head to toe, and without moving, he said huskily, ”Come here.”

Song Yu felt her throat turn sore. She gulped and said weakly, ”In what capacity are you saying that?”

Qi Chengzhi cocked a brow and said, half-smiling, ”Headmaster?”

”If you’re saying that in the capacity of a headmaster, I’ll tell you that I’m still a student. It’s not proper.” Song Yu remarked softly, ”At this age, I’m still a senior high school student.”

Qi Chengzhi smiled and stood up suddenly. His lanky figure was separated from her by only a table, and the pressure was beginning to mount.

Next, he went around the table and walked over to her. Song Yu did not even have the time to turn and face him when he trapped her in his embrace. His strong arms were placed on the table on either side of her, thereby holding her captive.

Song Yu’s breathing became coarser and coarser. She could feel him slowly coming into contact with her back, and even his rod below became stiffer by the second.

Even before she could turn around, she felt his face leaning ever closely onto her. His breathing became closer and closer, and his scalding-hot breaths brushed against her ears as well as her cheek and corner of her lip. She could feel his movements near her face without even looking at him.

Song Yu’s nervousness resulted in her labored breathing, and even the sounds of her breaths were becoming heavier and heavier.