Returning - Chapter 22
Chapter 22: Come to Bed
After sharing the Volunteer Association's public account with Ji Sui, Zhao Yu's WeChat chat interface with him showed no further changes.
She couldn't contact Ji Sui rashly, and Ji Sui clearly wasn't the type to initiate contact with her either.
It was the next day at noon when Qu Sixiao's mother, Shi Yu, sent Zhao Yu a WeChat message.
In order to avoid being detected as deliberately approaching Ji Sui, Zhao Yu had long since made thorough preparations, accompanying the association to many places beyond Qu Sixiao's school. She had also met Qu Sixiao's mother in person, and they had added each other as friends.
[Xiao Xiao said he drew this for you, Sister. He insisted I send it for you to see. Hope this isn't disturbing you.]
Along with this message came a very simple sketch, but one could tell at a glance that it was meant to be Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu directly placed a video call. The other side quickly picked up. When Qu Sixiao's delicate little face appeared on the screen, she propped up her phone and did the simple sign language she had learned online towards the camera: [You're amazing, thank you.]
The innocent and adorable little boy was all smiles, excitedly gesturing something to Zhao Yu. His mother had to translate from the side: "Xiao Xiao says his drawing isn't as pretty as you are, but he'll work hard and try to catch up."
Zhao Yu smiled: "When I was Xiao Xiao's age, I could only draw stick figures. He's already very amazing."
To make the child happy, both sides chatted patiently, and the conversation went on for nearly half an hour. Shi Yu felt apologetic, kept apologizing to Zhao Yu, and even suggested treating her to a meal. Zhao Yu made a show of polite refusal a couple of times before agreeing.
Just before she set out, she received another message from Shi Yu, saying that Qu Sixiao wanted to invite Ji Sui along and asking if she was okay with that. Zhao Yu naturally had no objections. In fact, she couldn't have asked for more.
Ji Sui was dressed just as simply and casually as the day he'd picked up Qu Sixiao. But his posture, upright and straight at all times, and that unique, vigorous vitality set him apart from ordinary people, still made him extremely conspicuous in a crowd.
Zhao Yu also wore only a basic blouse and jeans, with light makeup and her hair in a ponytail, giving off a bit more youthful, sunny energy than usual.
She truly had put her heart into caring for Qu Sixiao. All her concern and affection were completely genuine. Even though the child was young, he could sense it, which was why he had always liked her so much. The moment he saw her walk into the private room, he joyfully rushed over to hug her and insisted on sitting next to her.
Shi Yu kept praising Zhao Yu for being beautiful and kind-hearted. Zhao Yu smiled, a bit embarrassed: "Mainly, I've just returned from abroad. I've lost touch with many of my old friends, and I'm not too familiar with my new colleagues either. When I'm not working, I get bored alone, so I thought I'd find something to pass the time. Since I'm an orphan myself, I just signed up when I saw volunteer activities for orphanages. I didn't expect the association does more than just orphanage volunteering. That's how I got to know Xiao Xiao. He's so smart and cute, anyone would like him."
Hearing the last few sentences, Ji Sui, who had been sitting quietly, raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu knew what he had noticed was definitely the topic of being an orphan.
After all, even with the Zhuang family's upbringing and protection, strictly speaking, he was also an orphan.
A shared circumstance inevitably stirred a certain resonance.
All three adults focused entirely on Qu Sixiao, eating and chatting with him, making him happy. The atmosphere was harmonious. Near the end, Ji Sui's phone rang.
The private room was spacious, so he took the call off to the other side. Zhao Yu could faintly hear his low voice:
"What time are you arriving?"
"Alright, I'll pick you up at the airport then."
His tone wasn't particularly gentle, but one could still sense it was completely different from how he spoke to other people.
Zhao Yu was certain the person on the other end was Zhuang Yiqing.
According to the information she had received, the eldest Miss Zhuang was indeed due back from her business trip within these couple of days.
Leaving so many drivers unused but wanting Ji Sui to personally pick her up was clearly a deliberate show for her illegitimate younger half-sister, who had only been recognized by the Zhuang family at age ten. It was precisely because that second Miss Zhuang, oppressed at every turn, had been hopelessly in love with Ji Sui for years that Zhuang Yiqing refused to let go of Ji Sui, this spare tire, frequently dragging him out to spite her enemy.
Ji Sui was surely well aware of this in his heart, but he likely accepted it gladly.
On Sunday morning, Zhao Yu received Xu Chengyan's latest update from Lu Bin: He was accompanying Zhuang Yiqing to try on her wedding dress.
This engaged couple was quite interesting. Before their engagement, both had plenty of bed partners, and after the engagement, their private lives hadn't become any more restrained. They barely even saw each other in private due to being busy with work, yet they could still make an appointment to try on wedding attire together.
Even more interesting was that Lu Bin would tell Zhao Yu about his boss's private schedule. That had to be with Xu Chengyan's consent. What was this supposed to be? A warning? Telling Zhao Yu: You are just a woman who can't be brought out into the open. I have a proper, legitimate fiancée.
They went to the most famous high-end dress customization center in Donghai. The place was huge, and their fitting rooms were quite a distance apart.
Xu Chengyan was busy. Even while carrying the suit into the fitting room, he was still talking calmly on the phone. However, the moment the door closed, he froze for a second.
Zhao Yu was standing there, smiling, pushing against the door he hadn't yet locked.
Seeing a rare flash of surprise in his eyes, the smile on Zhao Yu's face deepened. With just a little more force, she squeezed in through the small gap in the door, cleanly and efficiently locking it behind her.
Xu Chengyan hung up the phone, looking her over in her sexy dress. "What are you doing here?"
"To fuck, of course." Zhao Yu wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her entire body against him, her smile deeply meaningful. "Don't you find this particularly thrilling, President Xu? Your well-matched fiancée is in the next room trying on her wedding dress, while you're hiding in here having an affair with a cheap slut like me who can't be shown in public."
Glancing down at her largely exposed chest, Xu Chengyan also smiled. "Dressed like this, you really are a slut."
"There's even sluttier." Zhao Yu twisted her waist slowly, constantly rubbing her high, firm breasts against his chest. Her bewitching red lips gradually approached his ear. "I'm not wearing any panties. The breeze got me all wet. Do you want to touch and see?"
Xu Chengyan didn't move, but he didn't push her away either.
Zhao Yu knew she had already succeeded. After all, this kind of thrill was tempting enough for anyone.
Her wet, soft tongue lightly slid across his cheek. Her right hand slowly moved down his neck, stroking over his arm, waist, and abdomen through his thin shirt before finally landing at his crotch.
In stark contrast to his somewhat slender build, even when not erect, that part of him was a large bulge, impressively endowed.
This was the first time Zhao Yu had touched him there. She immediately gave him an expression of great satisfaction.
Xu Chengyan raised an eyebrow slightly. "Never seen one this big?"
"Never seen one this soft." Zhao Yu squeezed hard, immediately hearing a faint hiss from the man, and the thing in her hand visibly twitched.
She looked utterly smug. "And never seen one get hard this fast. President Xu's self-control isn't much to speak of, is it?"
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