Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Ji Wenfeng came out of the lab and got into Lao Song’s car first, noticing a paper bag on the passenger seat.
Ji Wenfeng touched the bag, pointing to the contents and asking Lao Song, “Where did this come from?”
Lao Song: “The second young master ordered it.” Yesterday, the second young master hurriedly placed the order online, asking him to pick it up in the same city. He used it today and changed it off, putting it on the passenger seat.
Since it was Lu Rong’s stuff, Ji Wenfeng couldn’t help but curiously open the bag and take a look.
He was shocked by what he saw— inside the bag was a JK uniform!
Ji Wenfeng suddenly felt excited.jpg, and blood slowly trickled down his nose, two streams.
Seeing Lu Rong appear in front of him, Lao Song quickly grabbed two tissues and handed them to the young master, his eyes sweeping over him: A man can’t let his sweetheart know that he gets nosebleeds just from imagining him in women’s clothing. It puts him at a disadvantage in the relationship, until he has no dignity at all!
Ji Wenfeng read the earnest admonition in Lao Song’s stern gaze, wiped away the nosebleed, and leaned back in his seat, pretending nothing had happened, exuding an air of calm composure.
Lu Rong opened the car door, glanced at Ji Wenfeng, and got in.
Ji Wenfeng crossed his arms and stared at him with interest.
He hadn’t expected Rong Rong to go to such lengths to win him back, not only striving for the secretary position but even wearing a JK uniform to seduce him.
It must be a thrilling and exciting “Student Council President and JK Secretary.avi”.
Happiness came unexpectedly. Ji Wenfeng’s lips curled into a smile: “You’ve put in quite a bit of effort.”
Lu Rong looked at him strangely, not understanding what he was talking about.
Ji Wenfeng rested his chin on his hand, squinting at him for a long time, and realizing he was pretending to know nothing, he chuckled mischievously, exposing his plan: “To win me back, you’ve actually made such a big decision, it’s really unexpected…”
Lu Rong gritted his teeth inwardly.
It was all his fault for acting impulsively. Not only did he become Ji Wenfeng’s secretary, but he also fawned over him to soothe Ji Wenfeng’s shattered pride. Now Ji Wenfeng was swaggering.
Lu Rong crossed his arms, watching him grow increasingly arrogant, and his face turned cold: “…It’s nothing.”
He only wanted to be Ji Wenfeng’s secretary for political reasons.
That’s right, politics!
If the student council president had other little vixens around him, his conspiracy to control Chengnan would be difficult to implement. Who knew what those little vixens would whisper in Ji Wenfeng’s ear?
He was the man who was to be the overlord of Chengnan, and he would never allow any femme fatales to appear beside his puppet.
That’s it.
Lu Rong thought angrily, a faint blush rising on his usually cool face. Any hint of shyness in his expression would be softened by Ji Wenfeng’s eyes, but his current angry expression naturally conveyed a completely different meaning to Ji Wenfeng.
“I thought Rong Rong wearing a JK uniform to please me was the ultimate act, but I didn’t expect that’s not even the best?!” Ji Wenfeng’s eyes widened, his mind filled with images of censored images. “Damn it, what other tricks are you up to? I can’t figure it out at all!”
He turned around and coldly but fervently ordered Lao Song, “Drive faster.”
He couldn’t wait to get home, start the car, and have a showdown with this annoying little secretary!
Rong Rong, bring out all your tricks!
I’m ready!
Fire at me!
As soon as the car stopped at Rongshan Manor, Ji Wenfeng opened the door and strode towards his room. He needed to get ready quickly for Rong Rong to come to his door in women’s clothing and seduce him.
Lao Song and Lu Rong watched Ji Wenfeng’s retreating figure, seemingly rushing to his death: “…”
They had no idea what had gotten into him.
Lu Rong ignored him and asked Lao Song, “Where’s the thing I told you to hide?”
Lao Song gave an “oh,” reached for the paper bag on the passenger seat, and handed it to him.
Why put such a private thing on the passenger seat?!
Lu Rong took it speechlessly.
Suddenly, he thought of something and turned to ask Lao Song, “Uncle Song, just now, he didn’t…?”
Lao Song was taken aback, slowly gripped the steering wheel, looked straight ahead, and drove seriously.
Lu Rong, holding the JK uniform, his eyes sharpened: “He saw it, didn’t he?”
Lao Song still gripped the steering wheel, looked straight ahead, and drove seriously.
Lu Rong, holding the paper bag, slowly moved it to Lao Song’s head and grabbed it tightly. The paper bag made a terrible sound, as if someone was being strangled.
“If there’s a next time, this is what will happen to you.” Lu Rong said coldly.
Lao Song: “…Yes.”
Ji Wenfeng watched from his bedroom window as Lu Rong entered carrying the JK uniform, a smirk playing on his lips. He took off his shirt and walked barefoot to the wardrobe.
Lu Rong was about to seduce him in women’s clothing, thinking this he quickly went to take a shower!
Ji Wenfeng was picking out his Thursday-only panties and heading to the bathroom when he suddenly noticed a unique little trinket in his drawer, dazzlingly bright.
He grabbed the soft fabric and unfolded it in front of him— a bright yellow sexy lingerie set.
Holding the lingerie, Ji Wenfeng fell into memories…
Back then, he had just met Lu Rong and discovered he was a stripper at a nightclub. He had always been a kind person, determined to pull Lu Rong out of the abyss, so he confiscated Lu Rong’s bright yellow sexy lingerie to prevent him from going out and seducing other men (not really)…
However, after more than a month of reform, Rong Rong’s wanton and frivolous nature had improved considerably. Although he still occasionally dressed as a JK (high school girl) to try and reconcile with him, it was a private affair and didn’t bother him.
Ji Wenfeng’s eyes darkened, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the bright yellow sexy lingerie onto the bed.
He then strode towards the bathroom.
He figured that while he was showering, Rong Rong would inevitably sneak into his bedroom in her JK uniform, waiting for him to come out and “seduce” her…
He definitely understood what he meant by leaving that bright yellow sexy lingerie on the bed!
Ji Wenfeng thought coldly, turning on the shower and letting two streams of blood run from his nose.
Meanwhile, Fang Qing and Ji Tong were in the bedroom, having a heart-to-heart talk.
Ji Tong: “Qing’er, I have a question I’ve been wanting to ask you.”
Fang Qing: “Go ahead.”
Ji Tong: “Uh… it seems like I haven’t seen that very saturated sexy lingerie of yours since we got married.”
Fang Qing let out an “Oh~”, understanding dawned on her, so she opened the drawer, displaying all her sexy lingerie, then she raised an eyebrow at him, and asked seductively, “Which one do you want?”
Ji Tong: “…”
Ji Tong: “I’m not being indecent, I really couldn’t find it anywhere.”
Fang Qing narrowed her eyes, sensing that things weren’t so simple: “Why are you looking for my lingerie?”
Saying “Oh~”, understanding dawned on her, she slowly waved her hand in the air again, displaying all her sexy lingerie: “You can pick any one here, I’ll help you choose one that fits your bust size.” This time her tone was like a professional lingerie salesperson.
Ji Tong: “…I’m not asking you to wear it, nor am I planning to wear it myself. I’m seriously discussing with you the fact that you lost a bra.”
Fang Qing paused for a moment to process this: “Oh. What do you want to talk about?”
Ji Tong’s eyes turned cold: “Where did your bra go?”
Fang Qing was puzzled: “Didn’t you say you lost it? Lost is lost, it’s gone. If I know where it is, it’s not lost.”
Ji Tong pressed on: “How can bras just disappear out of thin air?!”
Fang Qing said seriously: “Anything can be lost. Bras are also something, so naturally they can be lost too. There’s no problem with that.”
“What you said makes some sense… not really.” Ji Tong snapped out of his reverie, frowning. “Qing’er, underwear is such a private thing; it usually doesn’t get stolen! Either someone stole it, or you took it off and threw it where it shouldn’t be…”
Fang Qing pondered for a moment: “Hmm, I think Xiao Feng stole it.”
Ji Tong: “What’s wrong with you?! Didn’t you hear me implying you’re cheating?!”
Fang Qing ignored him, raised a finger and shook it, pacing around the room like a famous detective: “Stolen? Who stole it? The only permanent residents of this Ji family mansion are you, me, Xiao Feng, and Rong Rong. You have the right to use all my underwear—”
“It’s the right to untie,” Ji Tong declared. “I’ve never used it.”
Fang Qing readily agreed: “You have the right to untie all my underwear, you don’t need to steal it. Rong Rong is my son, he’s a decent kid, he never plays that mother-son marriage game, so it won’t be Rong Rong. That only leaves Xiao Feng.”
Fang Qing put her hands on Ji Tong’s shoulders: “Go have a good talk with Xiao Feng, I’m a woman he can never have in this lifetime.”
“I already told you I was implying you were cheating on me…” Ji Tong was pushed out the door by Fang Qing before he could finish speaking.
Ji Tong: “…”
Every day with Fang Qing was so exciting, so thrilling.
Fang Qing was truly an amazing woman.
Ji Tong went upstairs and knocked on Ji Wenfeng’s bedroom door.
Although he didn’t believe Xiao Feng would steal Fang Qing’s underwear, Ji Tong was still a little uneasy deep down.
After all, Fang Qing was so beautiful, still charming, and Fang Qing had always thought Xiao Feng was much, much more handsome than him…
Wait a minute, it should be Fang Qing who stole Xiao Feng’s underwear!
Ji Tong: “…”
Realizing his thoughts were becoming increasingly “Qing-like,” Ji Tong pulled his runaway train of thought back.
…However, boys of Xiao Feng’s age were at the stage where they were most curious about and had the desire to explore relationships between the sexes. It was indeed possible that he might do something immoral due to a moment of impulse. Fang Qing wasn’t related to him by blood, and even if there was no indication of anything yet, as a father, he should subtly inquire about his son’s budding adolescent feelings.
Thinking this, Ji Tong knocked on the door.
There was no response, only the faint sound of running water.
Xiao Feng was taking a shower.
Ji Tong turned to leave, planning to come back later. But only after a few steps, a devilish voice echoed in his mind: to thoroughly investigate whether Xiao Feng has any inappropriate thoughts about Fang Qing, the best way is to sneak in and ransack the wardrobe when he’s not looking.
He hesitated for three seconds, then made a decision: this family already has an uncultured Fang Qing, an occasionally uncultured Rong Rong, so what’s one more uncultured Ji Tong!
Thinking this, he pressed the doorknob and sneaked into Ji Wenfeng’s room.
However—
Damn it, he didn’t even need to rummage through the closet! Fang Qing’s bright yellow underwear! Shamelessly tossed on Xiao Feng’s bed!
Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!
Ji Tong, the heartbroken father, sat down on the edge of the bed, filled with the fear of being cuckolded by his son.
How could this be?
He was the one who came first!
Father or husband, he was the one first!
He thought that forming a family would bring double the happiness…
Why did things turn out like this?!
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