The two stared at each other for a few seconds. Chi Cheng was still holding back his anger when he thought about this matter. Seeing that she still looked indifferent, Chi Cheng's face darkened even more.
Shi Ling loosened her grip and put the phone in his hand, saying, "You can look at it yourself if you want."
She raised an eyebrow, a mocking smile playing on her lips, yet also a hint of allure.
"What, are you jealous of others?"
Seeing her like this, Chi Cheng grinned mischievously, "Shi Ling, have you thought this through? Who was it that kept calling my name every night before saying this?"
The two hadn't talked about their past in bed for a long time, and now that he saw Shi Ling's seductive charm, his mind was filled with the image of her long hair covering the bed sheets.
Shi Ling's smile grew increasingly contemptuous as her eyes flickered. "That's because I was ignorant," she gestured forward with her chin, "They're all much older than you."
After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at the bodies that filled the street.
She had just turned her head when her wrist was grabbed and her waist was hooked, and she was dragged to the side.
People around them, trying to squeeze in for a better view, quickly made way for them.
Chi Cheng pressed her against the wall by the sidewalk, clamped her unruly legs between his legs, and just as he pressed down to kiss her, she bit his lip.
Chi Cheng wasn't angry. He licked his lips and looked at her. Both of them were panting after their actions.
He thrust his already aroused penis forcefully towards her.
"Tell me, who is significantly older than me?"
Author's Note: I'm late, I really couldn't hold back, I just really wanted to write this today.
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The next chapter returns to the flashback storyline, so don't say I didn't make a transition!
Chapter 17
(Reality timeline)
The cacophony of voices around me pounded against my eardrums.
Shi Ling let him do as he pleased, her gaze passing over his shoulder and looking diagonally behind him.
She winked at Chi Cheng, signaling, "Fang Ze is here."
Chi Cheng remained skeptical, but didn't show it on his face, and continued to restrain her. Shi Ling's hair seemed to have grown a bit recently, and today the sun was particularly bright. She was wearing a dark plaid trench coat, which revealed that her hair had a light chestnut color.
Chi Cheng knew that her hair was fine and soft, and he couldn't resist stroking it a few times.
Shi Ling was being held down by him, her face showing a hint of impatience, and she turned away slightly.
"Fang Ze, over here."
She noticed as soon as she finished speaking that Chi Cheng loosened his grip a little, and the thing pressing against her from below was no longer pressed against her.
Shi Ling reached out and pulled her hair out of his hand.
Shi Ling knew him very well and knew he would react this way; she was mostly disappointed.
How could he allow others to know that he has girls he can't win over?
She looked at him like he was a lump of mud.
"Chi Cheng, you're always so concerned about saving face."
Even without turning around, Chi Cheng knew that Shi Ling had tricked him again.
Hearing her words, most of my romantic thoughts vanished.
He looked down at Shi Ling, who finished speaking and then casually glanced into the crowd.
It's unclear whether Fang Ze was summoned by Shi Ling's shout just now.
Fang Ze patted Chi Cheng, and only then did he see Shi Ling, whom he had blocked by the wall.
Although Chi Cheng loosened his grip, their posture was still somewhat ambiguous.
Fang Ze looked at them with a strange expression. "Brother Chi, what's going on here?"
Chi Cheng lowered his hand from the wall, turned away from Shi Ling, and remained expressionless.
"Her bra straps came loose from being squeezed."
Fang Ze wasn't particularly close to Shi Ling, so he didn't dare joke with her. He only told Chi Cheng, "Damn it, I recorded a video and posted it online, and my account was immediately banned."
Chi Cheng took his phone and glanced at it. "It's normal. It's your fault for not blurring the image."
Fang Ze talked animatedly for a while, then remembered that Zhao Yongbin was nowhere to be found.
The group searched for Zhao Yongbin in the crowd, but Chi Cheng only said that they had been separated from him in the crowd.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Shi Ling, whose upturned eyes held a hint of sarcasm.
The two kept their relationship a secret all along.
Later, when I accompanied Shi Ling to her school, I met all her friends. As for those who were studying IELTS, Chi Cheng felt there was no need to make it public; they were just casual acquaintances and he might not see them again in the future.
Fang Ze had known them the longest, but before they could go public with their relationship, they had already broken up.
Chi Cheng really didn't expect her to use this against him today.
Thinking back to when they were together, he thought she shared his thoughts, which meant they were on the same page.
Furthermore, Chi Cheng quite enjoyed his secret relationship with her among the group of people.
When they have a meal together, he would hook her finger under the table.
If anything was more exciting, it was when Shi Ling came to find him in the dark later, while they were studying exam questions at the villa. The two of them were intimate for a while before returning to their respective rooms.
Yes, those are all memories now.
Chi Cheng still vividly remembers the day his IELTS results came out in Hong Kong.
He did neither well nor badly on the test, still a 6.5. His agent called to ask about his situation, and when he told them his score, he got a scolding. His English wasn't bad; he even got a 7 in speaking. It was just that he was too lazy to memorize his writing, so he always got a mediocre 5.5. Reading is usually a major factor that pulls down the score for Chinese students, and he was too lazy to practice, so he always got around a 7. In the end, his total score didn't change after several attempts.
The agent asked him if he was going to apply for a language proficiency test this time.
Chi Cheng scrolled through WeChat on his phone, replying casually without saying a word.
The results for those Thai test takers have come out, and some of them did quite well. Anyway, it was just an excuse to go out and have some fun that night.
Chi Cheng replied.
The agent was worried for him; if he didn't apply soon, the application deadline for the 5.5 sub-score language course would be approaching.
Chi Cheng wasn't in a hurry. A score of 5.5 in each section required 12 weeks of language study, which took 3 months, with attendance and homework every day.
Moreover, he will probably only need to take the test once more, and once he gets a score of 6 in the sub-test, the reading time will be much shorter.
The agent talked for a long time but saw that he wouldn't listen, so he gave up and told him that it was already April and he might as well take another course on memorizing test questions, which would only take two or three weeks.
Chi Cheng said no need.
Presumably because the intermediaries and these training institutions received kickbacks, he spared no effort in persuading Chi Cheng.
"You know, the students in the intensive course this time are also the ones whose study abroad plans we made. There's a girl who only studied for IELTS for a little over two months and got a 7 this time, but her sub-scores were a little short, so she immediately signed up for a test preparation course."
Chi Cheng, not paying attention, scoffed, "Who is it? Such an idiot."
"You just don't pay attention in class, and your classmates don't even know. She recently got her offer from the same school as you, a really good undergraduate, her name is Shi Ling. Since you're from the same school, it's good that you've gotten to know each other beforehand, you'll be classmates in the future."
Chi Cheng snapped out of his daze. "Who?"
"Shi Ling, you really don't remember?"
Chi Cheng smiled. "Oh, her."
Chi Cheng then opened the picture Elsa had posted on her WeChat Moments, which he had just casually closed.
Although the name was obscured, it was unmistakably Shi Ling's report card.
She did do very well on the test. Except for a score of 6 in speaking and a total score of 7, she also passed the requirement of 6.5 in the other sections.
You can simply read the book again and improve your spoken English.
However, this is quite in line with Shi Ling's style. She usually studies very diligently, probably wanting to be absolutely certain before getting a high score.
Chi Cheng glanced at the group chat, where people were still discussing where to go that night.
Someone said they know a nice new bar has opened, the decor is great, but the location is a bit out of the way.
The rest of the people said they were tired of the other places and had no problem with it.
When Chi Cheng arrived, Elsa was also there.
The bar hasn't been fully occupied yet; it has a quiet, secluded vibe. They're sitting in booths on the side, so it's not too noisy.
Elsa just came over for a drink and will leave later.
Chi Cheng was clearly dressed as if he was out having fun.
He was wearing a black vest with wide shoulders and a bunch of messy letter prints on it.
She wore a paperclip-shaped earring.
Elsa even joked with him, "Aren't you the most handsome guy in the whole village today?"
Chi Cheng was late, but he drank three cups first.
He had already seen Shi Ling there, but she hadn't sent a message in the group saying she wanted to come out, so he didn't know who had persuaded her.
Shi Ling is a little different today.
She was clearly wearing makeup, and unusually, she curled the ends of her usually straight, black hair. Her retro blue-toned red lips made her skin tone appear even cooler.
She was looking down, toying with the glass in her hand, which she held at an angle on the table, supporting it with her hand so that the wine in the glass seemed about to spill, and then she turned it around.
Chi Cheng withdrew his gaze.
After Elsa left, they ate a few more bites, and with a few drinks, they could always bring up topics of conversation between men and women.
Zhang Yilin described how he and his friends experienced "dragon tendon grabbing" when they went to Thailand.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the other people who were experiencing it with him started laughing.
Shi Ling put down the wine glass she was playing with. "What is 'grabbing the dragon tendon'?"