From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

"I……"

Sun Jianguo's face was deathly pale.

Several security guards stood on Lu Yunzhou's side, surrounding Sun Jianguo at the corner of the corridor, completely blocking him.

Sun Jianguo swallowed hard, his legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Brother Lu, please let me go... please... if you just let me go this once, I'll take care of everything for your friend Ye Churan's professional title evaluation at the school!"

After saying that, he started banging his forehead against the floor tiles, one after another.

Ye Churan stood to the side, looking troubled.

She tugged at Lu Yunzhou's sleeve and whispered, "Let it go, Yunzhou, don't make a scene..."

Lu Yunzhou turned his head to look at her, his tone calm: "Teacher Ye, please wait for me outside."

He gestured with his chin toward the lead security guard: "Take my men to the door."

"yes!"

The security guard immediately gestured for Ye Churan to proceed.

Ye Churan opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing and followed the security guard away.

As the elevator doors closed, Lu Yunzhou turned around and kicked Sun Jianguo, who was kneeling on the ground, several times. Each kick was harder than the last, causing Sun to vomit a puddle of yellow liquid, which was all over the floor.

"Cripple his thing."

"yes!"

The two security guards exchanged a glance, one covered Sun Jianguo's mouth and the other grabbed his arm, dragging him into the storage room at the end of the corridor.

The door closed, and a muffled groan came from inside.

Lu Yunzhou didn't bother with what happened next.

As he walked to the entrance of the lobby, Ye Churan stood under the streetlight waiting for him.

"Cloud Boat!"

"Teacher Ye, it's alright now, let's go home."

Lu Yunzhou took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.

"Um."

Ye Churan smiled and obediently followed him into the car.

Back at the apartment building where Ye Churan lived, Lu Yunzhou opened the door, turned on the light, and said, "Teacher Ye, you rest here. I'll go heat something up in the kitchen."

"No need for that, I have no appetite."

"It's alright."

After all that fuss, the two ate something, and Lu Yunzhou grabbed a blanket and snuggled up on the sofa, intending to make do for the night.

After a while, I heard the sound of slippers stepping on the floor behind me.

Lu Yunzhou turned around.

Ye Churan came downstairs.

A light-colored slip dress draped loosely over her body, revealing a section of her collarbone and slender neck.

Her long hair was loose and draped over her shoulders, and her clean face looked almost unrecognizable under the warm yellow light.

A thirty-year-old woman, yet her features are so delicate that they look no different from those of a woman in her early twenties. She has a well-proportioned figure, a narrow waist and wide hips, and her calves are accentuated as her skirt sways.

Lu Yunzhou's throat bobbed, and he looked away.

"Still not asleep?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I came down to see you."

Ye Churan sat down at the other end of the sofa, hugging her knees, her voice a little muffled, "Your injury hasn't fully healed yet, and I feel bad letting you stay on the sofa."

Lu Yunzhou scratched his head: "The sofa is fine. I'll go out and find a place to rent in the next day or the day after."

Ye Churan was silent for a few seconds before speaking, "Yunzhou, if you don't mind, you can move in. There's a guest room upstairs; it'll be ready to move in tomorrow."

"Is this... appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about it?"

Ye Churan turned her head to look at him, her tone serious, "This house is so big and it feels so empty living alone. It would be good to have someone else to look after me."

"Okay, I'll move my things over tomorrow."

"Um."

The two watched TV casually.

After a long while, Ye Churan finally spoke softly: "Yunzhou, Lin Yuxuan is not worth your time anymore."

Lu Yunzhou smiled and said, "Don't worry, Teacher Ye, it's not worth getting upset over something like that."

"As for the future, I'll live whatever kind of life I meet, whatever kind of people I meet, it's all up to fate."

"But if I could meet someone as gentle and beautiful as Teacher Ye, I would definitely pursue her relentlessly."

"I'm already thirty, I'm old as a cucumber, you need to find someone younger."

"What are you talking about? Where are you old? Let's talk about it later."

After what seemed like an eternity, a heavy weight settled on my shoulders.

Ye Churan leaned her head closer, her breathing even and deep; she had already fallen asleep.

I've been through so much tonight; I'm at my physical and mental limit.

Lu Yunzhou didn't move, just sat there, letting her lean against him.

The next day.

Lu Yunzhou drove to a detached villa in the north of the city.

As soon as I turned off the engine and got out of the car, I looked up and saw the second-floor terrace.

Su Qingwan leaned against the railing, a slender cigarette between her fingers, white smoke billowing from her lips and spreading in the morning light.

Her long, black hair was loose and fell down her shoulders, making her face appear strikingly white.

With an oval face and charming eyes, even dressed in a casual silk robe with a loosely tied belt, she still exudes an air of unapproachable nobility, along with a touch of languid charm.

A forty-year-old woman has no signs of sagging; she is tight where she should be and has perfect curves.

Just standing there doing nothing is enough to make people unable to look away.

Su Qingwan looked down and saw him. She narrowed her long eyes, exhaled smoke gently from her nostrils, and raised the corners of her lips slightly.

Lu Yunzhou withdrew his gaze and strode into the living room.

Before long, footsteps could be heard on the stairs.

Su Qingwan stepped down in her slippers, her silk robe swaying with her steps, revealing a section of her calves.

"We arrived early enough."

She stood on the last step of the stairs, looking him over with a smile on her lips.

When those eyes stared at him, Lu Yunzhou felt a tightness in the back of his neck.

He straightened up and said in a respectful tone, "President Su asked me to come over, so I didn't dare to delay."

Su Qingwan chuckled softly, took the last step, and walked straight towards him.

She walked slowly, and her body carried a faint scent of post-shower fragrance.

They stopped right in front of each other; the distance between them was abnormally close.

Lu Yunzhou subconsciously took half a step back.

Su Qingwan had already raised her hand.

He pinched his tie with five fingers, pulled it down, and dragged the man in front of him.

Their noses almost touched, and her breath swept across his chin.

"What's there to be nervous about? It's just the two of us in this house. I already had the security cameras removed."

Su Qingwan spoke in a low voice, with a sticky smile, close to his ear.

Lu Yunzhou tensed up, his jaw clenched, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

Su Qingwan laughed at his reaction, wrapped her fingers around his tie, and tightened them.

"The foundation is really good."

Lu Yunzhou cursed several times in his mind.

If this woman continues like this, he can't guarantee he'll still be able to stand up straight.

He forced out the words in a low voice: "President Su, it's so close, it won't be good if someone sees us."

"Oh?"

Su Qingwan's eyes curved into a smile as she leaned closer, her breath brushing against his ear, her voice soft and slow:

"Should we... do it again that night?"