Chapter 28: Mao sui self-recommended

Alone with the Counselor

Everyone shuffled out, leaving just the two of them in the room.
Once the door closed, cutting off the counselor’s line of sight, the group let out a collective sigh of relief.
They hadn’t expected Zhuang Yanyue to be so strict—she’d seemed so considerate and generous with the milk tea this morning.

“Lin Lu won’t get in trouble, will he? He’s got guts, but he shouldn’t keep challenging the counselor. He might end up with a disciplinary record.”

The class’s impression of Lin Lu deepened further.
This guy was reliable—when push came to shove, he stepped up.
Even if it meant taking the fall, they’d make sure to back him for class president!

Fat Bro, Skinny Dog Bro, and Slant Key Immortal exchanged glances, their lips twitching.
Only they knew the real relationship between Lin Lu and Zhuang Yanyue.
Perhaps this “challenging the teacher” was a different kind of physical defiance…

Lin Lu’s Surrender

Once the door closed, Lin Lu’s bravado vanished.
The boldness he’d shown in front of his classmates was gone.

“Pleasant Sister, calm down, calm down…” Lin Lu said with a sheepish grin, trying to appease her.

Zhuang Yanyue dropped her cold facade, her charming smile returning as she stepped closer, cornering him against the wall with a chest bump.
Her slender fingers lightly grazed his pants, her smile as enchanting as a vixen’s.

“You were pretty bold challenging your teacher just now. Want to try it again? I don’t mind the setting~”

“No way, I wouldn’t dare…”

“Is it that you don’t dare, or you can’t anymore? Did you use up all your energy with that Su vixen last night?”

The thought sparked a strange bitterness in Zhuang Yanyue.
Even as an ex, seeing him mess around with someone else was frustrating.

“No way, absolutely not,” Lin Lu denied vehemently.

“Really?”

“Of course! Pleasant Sister, think about it—Keke hates me so much, why would she do that with me? That’d just be letting me off easy.”

Putting herself in Su Keke’s shoes, Zhuang Yanyue knew she’d hate Lin Lu too, but hate didn’t rule out wanting to do that.
Her vixen-like eyes studied Lin Lu’s expression for any sign of lying.
“Even if she doesn’t want to, doesn’t the state require you to share a room?”

“The rule is within six months, not the first night.”

This didn’t cheer Zhuang Yanyue up—it only made her more annoyed.
So, within six months, that Su vixen would definitely have him!

An Intimate Moment

“Sit on the chair.”

Lin Lu obediently sat on Fat Bro’s chair, straight as a schoolboy in front of a teacher.
But the next second, the teacher sat on his lap.
Her soft body settled into his arms, her enticing fragrance filling his senses, stirring his hormones.

It wasn’t just Lin Lu—Zhuang Yanyue was stunned too.
This physical contact was dozens of times more intense than yesterday’s wall slam in the office.

Though they’d grown up together with countless physical interactions, they should’ve been used to each other’s bodies and scents.
But it had been three years, and both had undergone significant changes during their pivotal growth years.

Zhuang Yanyue could feel Lin Lu’s embrace was broader now, his muscles firmer, his warm masculine aura enveloping her.
Meanwhile, Lin Lu felt his childhood big sister was now ripe like a peach ready to be picked, ready to burst with the slightest pressure.
At 22, she was old enough to marry and become a wife.

Zhuang Yanyue nestled closer, her arms wrapping around his neck, her gaze slightly dazed as she looked at his handsome, fair face.

Her mind flashed to the lonely nights of the past few years—her early twenties, in the prime of youth, yet alone in an empty room, battling solitude.

A Charged Moment

“Pleasant Sister?”

Lin Lu’s voice snapped her back.
He could sense something off—her body trembled slightly, like it was about to break.

Zhuang Yanyue came to her senses, her earlobes flushing faintly.
She hoped this cheeky boy hadn’t noticed, or she’d be mortified.
Losing her composure in front of him, as both a teacher and a big sister, would be too embarrassing.

But she had to admit, those brief ten seconds were more exhilarating than anything before.
If he hadn’t interrupted, she might’ve lost control of her mouth.

She exhaled softly, smiling.
“I recall someone promised this morning to do anything I ask, right?”

Lin Lu stiffened.
Here it came.
Equivalent exchange—the unchanging principle of alchemy.

He quickly clarified, “Whether it’s picking up deliveries or takeout, I can run errands!”

Zhuang Yanyue pinched his cheek.
“You wish it were that easy~”

Lin Lu felt a sinking premonition.
“At most, I’ll pay you back for the milk tea?”

His heart bled at the thought—one milk tea was over ten yuan, and 26 cups would cost hundreds.

“Is that your attitude when asking for a favor? Planning to burn bridges, little brother?” Zhuang Yanyue’s face darkened.

“Then tell me. As long as it’s within my ability. No money, though.”

“Don’t worry, it won’t be hard. You might even thank me.”

“So…?” Lin Lu’s suspended heart eased slightly.

Zhuang Yanyue blinked her vixen-like eyes.
“Cheat on her. Give Su Keke a green hat.”

His heart plummeted.

“That’s a three-year stint in the slammer, Sister!”

Fat Bro had mentioned it just last night.

A Risky Proposal

“Of course I know. I checked your regulations online. If you cheat and Su Keke sues, you’ll get up to three years. But it’ll force a breakup with her. Isn’t that what you want?”

“I do want distance from her, but the cost is too high! What about my degree?”

Hearing Lin Lu admit he wanted to avoid that vixen made Zhuang Yanyue feel better.
So last night, he’d only sided with Su Keke out of necessity.

“Don’t worry, I’ll have you out in less than a week.”

Was it the power of money?

Lin Lu remained skeptical.
Could money even fix this?
Even if it could, Zhuang Yanyue didn’t have that kind of cash.
Her parents might, but whether they’d help was another variable.

Too risky.
Lin Lu wasn’t gambling.
What if Zhuang Yanyue was setting him up to get back at him?

“Little Lu, you don’t trust your sister?”

“It’s not about trust. The problem is, me cheating isn’t enough. Keke has to sue.”

Zhuang Yanyue’s hands wandered, sliding from his neck to his chest.
“Isn’t that easier? Doesn’t she hate you?”

True—Su Keke had complained to him and Yi Diandian about her bad luck, stuck with a scumbag ex.
She probably wanted out of this forced relationship already.

Lin Lu added, “But I’d need someone to cheat with. A lawsuit requires evidence, and it’s not just emotional cheating—it has to be physical…”

Zhuang Yanyue volunteered, “Isn’t there me?”