Chapter 6
"Come on, our god-tier professor is way too cool to stoop to something as tacky as roll call!"
"Exactly! The second class started, all the girls from the neighboring department crammed in. Take attendance? The lecture hall was packed to the gills—how could he even check?!"
Perfect! Gu Shuangshuang felt entirely at ease. She could ditch this class whenever she wanted!
Over at Arts & Design Building No. 2.
President Lin hurried forward with a fawning smile. "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Shen! I hope the students didn't give you any trouble?"
The tall man in the bespoke black suit stepped down from the podium. The top two buttons of his crisp white shirt were undone, revealing refined, pale collarbones.
He casually tossed the textbook to Zhang Qing, who stood waiting at his side. A half-smile played in his deep, enigmatic eyes. "Someone skipped class."
President Lin froze: "..."
Which little bastard dared skip?! Now we're in real trouble!
Zhang Qing jogged to keep up with the man's long strides, feeling the chilling pressure radiating off his boss. He asked cautiously, "Mr. Shen, where is the afternoon contract signing with Hengtong scheduled?"
"The usual business hotel."
It wasn't until Gu Shuangshuang hopped on the bus that she finally learned the true nature of her part-time gig: delivering adult products and contraceptives to guests checked into luxury hotels!
The boss of the operation had explained that certain picky guests—or those seeking extra thrills—didn't care for the standard hotel amenities and preferred ordering premium items directly through them.
At sixty yuan per delivery, plus reimbursed transit fares, it was pure profit! Sure, running this kind of errand was a little scandalous...
But who cares? When you're dead broke, you gotta do what you gotta do!
After picking up a large stash of condoms and novelty items from the designated spot, she headed to her first stop: the Cloud International Business Hotel.
Rain began to pour the moment she stepped off the bus. Shuangshuang sprinted into the lobby and made a beeline for the elevators.
On the 8th floor, outside Room 807.
She wiped the wet bangs from her forehead, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.
A moment later, the door to the executive business suite swung open.
Looking up into a towering shadow, Shuangshuang chimed, "Sir, the contra—"
As the saying goes, it really is a small world...
Standing before her was the impossibly tall, handsome man. His thin lips were pressed into a tight line, his dark brows furrowed as he stared down at her, genuine surprise flickering in his deep eyes.
Uh... the buyer is him? As a delivery girl facing her former one-night fling... this was mortifying.
Shuangshuang pressed her lips together and gave an awkward little wave with five slender fingers. "Hi! Handsome host mister, what a coincidence."
The air turned suffocatingly still.
Shuangshuang pushed through with a dry chuckle. "Entertaining a client?"
"..."
Fine, back to Mr. Iceberg.
Gu Shuangshuang ducked under his raised arm and slipped into the suite. Just as she reached into her backpack to retrieve the goods, her eyes swept across the room—and she froze dead in her tracks!
Standing by the sofa was a fair, slender young man.
He was actively taking off his shirt...
Shuangshuang’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets!
She slowly turned back around, shooting the expressionless man at the door an intensely conflicted, deeply wounded look: "You... you even take male clients?!"
"..."
Shen Mocheng was pushed to his absolute limit.
His chiseled features turned razor-sharp and cold as ice. Glaring down at this bizarre little intruder, he ground out, "If you have business, spit it out. If not, get out."
Shuangshuang's heart was a tempest of emotions! This man really will dive into any hole for cash! Thinking back to that night with him, she felt a profound wave of tragic pity. How could you be with me and then turn around so casually to be with someone else—and a man at that?!!
Whatever. A gigolo is just a gigolo. Making money comes first!
She pulled out the items from her bag. "Here, your order. Six hundred and seventy yuan. Cash or card?"
Shen Mocheng glanced down at the package in her hand, then slowly shifted his deep gaze back to her face, a dangerous half-smile touching his lips. "Condoms? Who am I supposed to use these with?"
"You ordered the ultra-thin imported two-pack, plus the painless lubricant..."
Shuangshuang paused, casting a meaningful glance toward the young man by the sofa with a customer-service smile. "Dear customer, these two items from our shop are specially designed for men with men. They'll suit you two wonderfully!"
The second the words left her mouth, the fair-skinned young man clutched his rear in sheer terror and scrambled backward. "Mr... Mr. Shen, I'm straight!"
Shen Mocheng’s expression turned utterly lethal. "Xiao Zhang, leave."
The young man fled the room in total panic.
Gu Shuangshuang blinked, completely bewildered by the sudden plot twist. As she turned her head back from watching his frantic exit, her nose slammed straight into a rock-hard chest!
"Ow..." She yelped in pain, quickly rubbing her nose. Luckily, there was no blood.
Furious, she looked up to snap at him, but the words caught in her throat at the sight of his pitch-black, chilling glare...
Shen Mocheng continued to step forward, backing her up until she was trapped entirely against the wall within his embrace.
Bracing his right arm against the wall, he plucked the box from her hand. His low, magnetic voice gave away nothing of his mood. "Skipping class to peddle this sort of thing, hm?"
"How do you know I skipped class?" Shuangshuang asked, genuinely shocked. The next second, she mentally bit her tongue. Idiot, you just ratted yourself out!
Shen Mocheng studied her懊恼, mortified expression. "Short on cash?"
Shuangshuang nodded vigorously!
"How much?"
"Forty-eight thousand five hundred!"
"..."
Met with dead silence, she looked up to see him staring back with a look of pure exasperation. Following his gaze down to the box in his hand, she flushed in embarrassment—he was asking how much the merchandise cost...
She gave an apologetic laugh. "Six hundred and seventy in total."
Shen Mocheng eased back slightly and pulled out his wallet. His gaze drifted over her lightly rain-dampened frame. She didn't look messy in the slightest; two soft strands of hair clung gently to her neck, her collar subtly parted, revealing skin as fair as fresh snow...
A mature man of his caliber was rarely immune to such raw visual appeal.
A wicked notion suddenly crossed his mind. Just as Shuangshuang eagerly reached out to take the seven crisp hundred-yuan bills, the man casually raised his arm high into the air.
At 166 cm, Shuangshuang hopped up on her tiptoes, but she still couldn't reach the cash. He was simply too tall.
"Handsome mister?"
The man's steady gaze dropped, calmly watching the soft bounce that accompanied her jumping. His face remained the picture of serious composure. "I don't know how to use these things. As the seller, care to provide an on-site demonstration?"
"..." A male escort claiming he doesn't know how to use protection?!
Shuangshuang was baffled. But seeing how calm and earnest his expression looked, she figured he wasn't teasing. Feeling cornered, she stammered, "I... I don't know how to either."
He tucked the money away. "Then I'm not buying. No point if I can't use it."
"Wait! Don't!" Shuangshuang’s eyes were glued to that sixty-yuan commission slipping through her fingers. Growing frantic, her eyes turned red with anxiety. "Mister, back when we had health class in school, the teacher always used that period for math drills! They never taught us this stuff—I'm not lying to you, uncle! Otherwise I’d demonstrate right now... Besides, there aren't even any bananas here..."
Shen Mocheng stared at her for a few seconds, caught entirely between amusement and utter disbelief.
Gazing down into her aggrieved, watery eyes, he saw zero cunning—only pure, crystal-clear innocence. He furrowed his brows and closed his eyes in resignation.
It was obvious this little idiot had completely missed what he meant by an "on-site demonstration."
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