CHAPTER 1478: CHAPTER 1479: JUST A PILE OF MUD

"Old Shu?" Once again, Zong Wangyue lifted his head, disbelief evident in his eyes.

Chen Susu chuckled softly, crossing her left leg over her right, perfectly outlining a provocative pose that Zong Wangyue found irresistible. Yet, unlike before, when he heard that Chen Susu liked you, his desire for her instantly waned, replaced by a deep sadness.

"Now the whole grade is saying that Li Muyun and Yan Zisu are a couple. But I just don’t get it, what’s so special about a woman who doesn’t even dare show her face, always hiding behind glasses and burying her head in books all day!"

Zong Wangyue lowered his head, silent, his heart gradually turning cold.

"I can say it bluntly, I like Li Muyun, and I will make him mine! As for whether my body is truly filthy or not, only he would know after getting close, he’ll realize that I am cleaner than anyone else!"

Listening to Chen Susu, Zong Wangyue kept his head down, at that moment, he just wanted to leave.

"Zong Wangyue, do you like me?"

Hearing this, Zong Wangyue was slightly stunned, then nodded.

"Do you love me?"

Zong Wangyue continued to nod.

"Are you willing to give up everything for me?"

Zong Wangyue was frozen, he lifted his head to look at Chen Susu, and firmly nodded.

From childhood, his overweight appearance gradually gave Zong Wangyue a strong heart and tenacious character. For the sake of his beloved, he was willing to give everything.

Chen Susu smiled; this was the first time Zong Wangyue had seen such a smile on her face, and at that moment, he was somewhat entranced.

"The first thing we need to do now is to split up Li Muyun and Yan Zisu."

Zong Wangyue continued to nod; as he lowered his head, a sudden fragrant breeze hit him, and looking up, he found Chen Susu was close at hand. Chen Susu leaned down and whispered a few words in his ear. Hearing these words, the initial alluring thoughts in Zong Wangyue’s heart gradually disappeared; he slowly lowered his head, as if the tempting scene in front of him no longer intrigued him.

As soon as Chen Susu finished speaking, she suddenly clapped her hands, and an unexpected person appeared in the room.

"My dear sister, so the person you were talking about was him."

A delicately carved face, bright eyes, a high nose, and seductive red lips, forming a face that made countless homebound men’s hearts race and lose sleep. Her figure was tall and slender, her posture graceful, simply standing there, she stole away Zong Wangyue’s Three Souls and Seven Spirits.

"You, you are Zhang... Xin..."

"Shush!" The woman pursed her tall and sexy red lips, leaning over to gently blow a fragrant breath into Zong Wangyue’s ear, whispering, "Little fatty, don’t say it out loud, if you do, elder sister won’t play with you."

"I... I..."

The woman also leaned down, squeezing out a cleavage not inferior to Chen Susu’s, and the fragrance on her was even stronger. After just a few whiffs, Zong Wangyue felt a bit dizzy.

Seeing Zong Wangyue staring intently at her chest, the woman smiled seductively, saying, "Hehe, little fatty is really cute."

During the gap in conversation with the woman, Chen Susu had already changed clothes in the bathroom and came out. Seeing Zong Wangyue’s entranced, forgetful expression, she coldly snorted in her heart, then said to Zong Wangyue, "I heard you were infatuated with this elder sister, so I brought her for you."

The woman heard this, turned to Chen Susu, smiling unusually charmingly, "Susu, go ahead, elder sister needs to start working."

"Alright, I won’t disturb you two then."

With that, Chen Susu left without looking back.

However, neither the woman nor Chen Susu saw that, at this time, several emotions flashed through Zong Wangyue’s eyes: confusion, sadness, pain, and ultimately, madness.

Once the door closed, before the woman could speak, Zong Wangyue suddenly grabbed the enticing body in front of him, pulling her onto the bed amid her stimulating screams, pouncing on her like a hungry tiger...

After leaving the room, Chen Susu took only a few steps before the door to an adjacent room opened, and Yu Zixiao emerged, embracing a seductive beauty with his left hand.

"So, did everything get settled?"

"Humph, just a short and ugly homebody, such a person can be dealt with in minutes." Chen Susu took out a small silver metal cigarette case from her bag, pulled out a lady’s cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, exhaled smoke and said, "Once or twice might not be enough, it’s best to let that Fatty indulge a bit more, it would be easier to control."

"Humph, isn’t three days enough?" At this, Yu Zixiao’s right hand started to wander downwards.

Chen Susu closed her eyes slightly, and said, "All you men are no good."

Yu Zixiao didn’t seem to mind Chen Susu speaking this way, while his fingers delved into the moist spot, he asked with a grin at Chen Susu, "So, wanna have a round?"

Chen Susu swept her eyes over Yu Zixiao with disdain, and quickly left.

"Hmph, pretentious."

Yu Zixiao never lacked women, and there were not many women with a beauty like Chen Susu, but as long as there was money, he could find one or two at any time, even for a game of "Eagle and Chick".

"Young Master Yu, I can’t hold back any longer, hurry in~~"

A sweet, sugary voice drifted into Yu Zixiao’s ear, making him smirk evilly. He spun around, shutting the door, pinning the woman directly against the door panel...

After the holiday comes the autumn sports meet, that’s a given.

Zhao Lirong arrived at the classroom early in the morning, sitting solemnly on the podium chair, glaring with eyes as big as copper bells. Anyone caught by her gaze hurriedly lowered their head to read, fearful that any misfortune might befall them.

When you wobbled in, Zhao Lirong stood up abruptly, quickly walking over to you.

As soon as she sat back down on the chair, her voice rang out, "Li Muyun, for this school sports meet, you will sign up for an event representing our class."

You slouched, your mouth slightly open, eyes half-closed, expressionless as you looked at Zhao Lirong.

"What kind of attitude is that?" Zhao Lirong widened her eyes, and usually, when a student got one of her stares, they would comply obediently.

"Why me?" you asked Zhao Lirong.

Zhao Lirong shot you a glance akin to laser light, saying, "Because you’re 1.8 meters tall, full of energy, have excess stamina, and the most time, if not you, then who?"

You shrugged, smiling and saying, "I’m just a pile of mud."

Being the pile of mud, you sincerely slumped on the desk, not wanting to move an inch.

This remark actually had a back story; previously, Zhao Lirong advised you to read more books, and not sleep through class. Yet, you paid no heed, continuing your ways, provoking Zhao Lirong to irritatedly remark, "You can’t make anything out of mud."

"You..." Zhao Lirong was momentarily at a loss for words by your response. After gathering herself, she assumed the stance of a class teacher, glaring at you, "Even if you don’t want to, you must go, because I’ve already submitted your name, whether you participate or not, that’s up to you."