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Chapter 269 - Chapter 269 Chapter 232 Ill Support You (Two in One)_2

Chapter 269: Chapter 232 I’ll Support You (Two in One)_2 Chapter 269: Chapter 232 I’ll Support You (Two in One)_2 She and another man had drunk a lot, and it was one thing to be alone together in a room, but they even watched other men and women getting intimate downstairs.

This made her feel somewhat embarrassed, but fortunately, her cheeks were already slightly flushed from the alcohol.

Now with the deep silence of the night, she guessed many classmates had already returned to their rooms, and there probably weren’t many people left on the vast lawn.

Liu Feng and Chen Tingting thought they were in a secluded corner where nobody could see them, believing they were enjoying their own little world.

But unfortunately, Cheng Zhu’s room was located at the very end of the corridor, in the deepest part, allowing him a clear view.

It was regrettable that the surroundings were dim, preventing Liu Feng from venturing too far with Chen Tingting for fear of accidents.

From Cheng Zhu’s perspective, it was normal for a young couple who had just gotten together to be a little intimate.

Young people, after all, could be understood, understood!

But Jieyu couldn’t help but stand up, pull down the window gauze that Cheng Zhu had lifted, and then decisively drew the curtains of the room shut.

“Don’t look,” she said.

“Hmm?” Cheng Zhu glanced at her and nodded, “Sure.”

Actually, he did not have much desire to spy; initially, he just wanted to confirm whether it was the class monitor and the student union secretary.

“That… I need to use the restroom,” Jieyu said.

“Okay,” Cheng Zhu nodded.

After Jieyu entered the bathroom, she didn’t intend to use the toilet but stood in front of the mirror to look at herself.

Fortunately, only her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were red.

She turned on the faucet, washed her hands, then took a tissue, dampened it, and gently pressed it to the corners of her eyes.

The counselor put her glasses back on, placed her hands on the wash basin, took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

She could feel herself succumbing once again tonight.

Although she had been drinking, at least her mind was still clear at the moment.

And that was the most fatal part.

Once again… a conscious downfall.

She was vividly aware of her own descent.

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When Jieyu came out of the bathroom, Cheng Zhu was just pouring more alcohol into his glass.

He looked up and saw her approaching, thinking she didn’t quite compare in her straight-leg loose trousers to how she looked in a professional skirt with tights she wore last time; it lacked some flair.

Last time they drank together, she was in a skirt, seemingly also wearing stockings.

Yet afterward, the stockings got snagged, running a tear, which added a hint of allure.

Cheng Zhu severely suspected that Jieyu always bought these office-lady-style clothes because they were easy to mix and match, and also more economical.

Some people don’t think too much when they are shopping.

For instance, they might see a piece of clothing they like, buy it, but once home, find they have no matching pants or shoes.

Eventually, they have to buy additional items just for that one piece.

But office-lady style, in general, has a homogeneous look, all leaning towards formal attire.

It’s less hassle to match, and often can also appear more quality.

After sitting down on the sofa, Cheng Zhu, holding the liquor flask, asked, “Are you drinking more? Haven’t had too much, have you?”

“Just a little more,” Jieyu responded, seeing that he had just poured himself some, and she thought she’d join him for a bit more.

The two of them continued to drink and chat idly.

The counselor seemed a bit more open now, willing to share more about herself.

She even occasionally asked Cheng Zhu about his family circumstances.

Unfortunately for him, his family was known for favoring daughters over sons. The neighbors and friends all knew this; Little Youzi was treated like a princess while Cheng Zhu might as well have been simply a royal guard with a ceremonial sword.

This created a stark contrast with Jieyu’s family situation.

“Then your sister must be a very lively and adorable little girl,” she said softly.

“That she is,” Cheng Zhu responded, pulling out his phone to show her a photo of Little Youzi.

After showing her the photo, he smiled and said, “Actually, one of the initial reasons for opening a claw machine arcade was for my sister.”

“Of course, now she’s set her sights on a bubble tea shop.”

Jieyu smiled along, feeling envious but somewhat accustomed to it.

She was born in the Chongqing and Sichuan region, which, in terms of favoring sons over daughters, is relatively lighter nationwide.

But regardless of the location, this phenomenon surely still exists.

Having grown up in the Chongqing and Sichuan region, girls with circumstances similar to hers were few, unlike those deeply cherished by their parents, which were many.

Cheng Zhu’s phone buzzed at that moment, and he picked it up to look.

Unexpectedly, it was a WeChat message from Hu Yan.

It was a new self-portrait she had painted.

Ever since the slip-up last night of sending him the self-portrait, they seemed to have reverted to their initial relationship.

Now whenever she had a new painting, she would still send it immediately to Cheng Zhu and her junior.

Last night was a bit sensitive purely because the boss had just dropped her off at the hotel, and she sent a portrait of herself in a robe right after, which seemed too enticing.

Today, it didn’t matter as much since the boss had gone on an autumn trip and was currently staying in a hostel outside, not returning today.

“Painted again? You’ve been drawing quite frequently lately,” Cheng Zhu typed in reply.

“Inspiration explosion, I feel like I’m about to improve again,” Hu Yan replied truthfully.

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