Chapter 92

Chapter 92

Upon returning to the hotel.

Su Ci and Lu Zhe encountered the charming woman they had met in the corridor the day before.

She walked towards them, her fiery gaze clearly fixed on Lu Zhe.

Her eyes scanned him from head to toe, especially since Lu Zhe had just come back from the beach, wearing only a tight black swimsuit that showcased his muscular chest, making it easy for her to admire.

Su Ci frowned, let go of Lu Zhe's hand, and instead wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling him closer.

Lu Zhe was hers, no matter how many times the woman looked, he was still hers.

The woman swayed her hips, reluctantly pulling her gaze away from Lu Zhe's swimsuit.

She hadn't been wrong; this young man indeed had good "capital."

If it weren't for the fact that she could tell he had no interest in her, the woman would have already tried to strike up a conversation.

With a regretful sigh, she walked away.

Su Ci let out a soft hum, glancing up and down at Lu Zhe. Fine, his physique was indeed excellent, which was why he attracted so much attention.

Back in their room, after closing the door.

Su Ci pinned Lu Zhe against the door.

Direct and straightforward, she demanded, "Kiss me!"

Seeing the girl raise her chin with a hint of pride on her face, he didn't say a word but lowered his head, pressing his thin lips against hers.

Su Ci fed Lu Zhe a golden cotton candy, watching the small golden light disappear into his mouth. She smiled contentedly, her eyes curving with joy.

Now Lu Zhe had eaten 14 golden cotton candies, only 35 more to go before he would be fully healed.

Thinking about this, Su Ci's mood improved even more.

"Tuan Tuan!" Lu Zhe slightly pulled back, grabbing the restless hand that was wandering on his waist.

Su Ci looked at him with her bright eyes, "I just want to know if the feel of your muscles is good. Don't be so stingy, last night you also touched..."

Her words were cut off as her lips were sealed.

Lu Zhe's other hand held her waist, pulling her into his embrace and switching their positions.

Now Su Ci was the one pressed against the door.

Determined to teach the little rascal a lesson, Lu Zhe fiercely crushed her lips, his large hand gripping her small one, kneading it firmly.

The boy was a bit fierce, no longer the gentle person he usually was.

Su Ci could only endure, her lips feeling sore, and she could only let out a soft whimper.

...

In the afternoon, the trip came to an end.

Lu Zhe dropped Su Ci off at the Su family home before leaving.

As soon as Su Ci arrived, Little Su Ning and Little Tian came rushing towards her like little rockets.

"Sister, where did you go to play?" Little Su Ning's cheeks were puffed out, having just finished the last bite of pudding, her little voice slightly muffled.

Su Ci put her suitcase aside, looking at the two little ones and patting their heads, "Sister went to the beach, did Ning Ning and Tian Tian miss me?"

Little Su Ning and Little Tian nodded, they had missed their sister.

"They've been talking about where you went for the past two days," Su's Mother said, carrying a freshly arranged vase of flowers.

The main hall was already filling up with students, and the seats for the guests had been arranged.

As Zhao Youyou walked past the stage, heading back to the backstage, she saw a man being escorted by several school leaders.

The man's familiar features made Zhao Youyou take a few more glances.

He seemed...

Zhao Youyou returned to the backstage makeup room, only then did she recall that the man's features were somewhat similar to Lu Zhe's.

"Youyou, where have you been? It's time to eat, we need to hurry, or we won't make it in time," Feng Xiaoyu handed a lunchbox to Zhao Youyou.

Zhao Youyou's thoughts were interrupted, she didn't think more about it, "Thank you."

Outside, Lu Chen was led by the school leaders to the restroom on the second floor of the hall, listening to the flattery around him, he yawned.

If this weren't his son's school, if it weren't for his wife urging him to attend, he wouldn't have come to this party.

Lu Chen lazily leaned against the sofa, "About the library, I'll have someone transfer the money to the school later."

Hearing this, the school leaders were overjoyed, excitedly saying, "Mr. Lu is truly kind, I represent all the teachers and students to thank Mr. Lu."

Lu Chen didn't care, he had never been fond of thanks, it was just doing a good deed for his son.

As the welcome party began, Su Ci and Lu Zhe arrived, taking seats in the back row. Just then, they heard the host introducing the guests, and among them was Lu Chen.

"Your father is here too?" Su Ci looked at Lu Chen, who was seated in the center of the guests, a bit surprised.

"Yeah, the school invited him to attend," Lu Zhe replied, handing her the juice he had in his hand.

Su Ci didn't reach out to take it; instead, she directly took a few sips from the straw he held out for her.

The performances at the party were quite ordinary. Su Ci was uninterested, as she had been in the entertainment industry before and found the acts on stage lacking in appeal.

At that moment, a classical dance was being performed on stage.

Seeing that Lu Zhe was watching intently, Su Ci playfully twirled his shirt hem with her slender fingers and whispered proudly, "I can dance better than her."

Lu Zhe turned to look at her.

"If you want to see it, I can dance for you sometime," Su Ci added. Before her life in the book, Su Ci had started learning dance at a young age and was quite skilled. During ancient costume dramas, others would use body doubles for dance scenes, but she always chose to perform herself.

The flexibility of her current body was also excellent, clearly indicating that she had practiced dance before.

The warmth of her breath brushed against his ear, making Lu Zhe feel a ticklish sensation. He smiled faintly and agreed, "Sure."

As the show went on, Su Ci grew restless and decided she couldn't sit through any more. She pulled Lu Zhe away, heading toward a dimly lit path.

The quiet surroundings made it the perfect setting for a little mischief.

"Baili, you've misunderstood. I just twisted my ankle when I got off stage, and that's why he helped me," a female voice said clearly in the stillness.

Su Ci had only heard that one sentence when she recognized the voices of Fu Baili and Zhao Youyou nearby.

She signaled to Lu Zhe to stay silent and pulled him behind a nearby flowerbed to hide.

Fu Baili's voice was icy cold. "That guy just now touched your waist and held your hand. I'll break his hand tomorrow."

Zhao Youyou softened her voice. "Don't, he was just helping me. I don't even know his name. Baili, you know I only like you. Please don't be angry, okay?"

Hearing Zhao Youyou's confession, Fu Baili grabbed her waist and pressed her against the tree trunk. "Only like me?"

Zhao Youyou blushed, shyly lowering her head and murmuring softly, "Only you."

Hidden behind the flowerbed, Su Ci blinked, as she seemed to hear the sound of Zhao Youyou and Fu Baili kissing.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhe wanted to take Su Ci away.

But when he turned back, he met her bright, curious gaze.