Chen Fang was also considered a veteran when it came to women.

In each "battle," he almost always had the upper hand.

But this time, it was completely different.

Fan Xian controlled the pace like a general leading a war.

Whether lying down, crouching, standing, or kneeling, it was all up to her to decide.

It also provided Chen Fang with a novel experience.

The next morning at eight.

The dull academic life finally began.

Every day followed a strict routine—either the cafeteria, dormitory, or classroom.

It was as if he had returned to college life.

But he didn't know that from the first day of school, he had already been targeted covertly.

The first group, naturally, was Chu Jindai.

However, since it was just the beginning of the semester, he hadn't yet figured out a way to make Chen Fang stumble, so he was still looking for an opportunity.

Another group, needless to say, was Jiang Chuo.

For Jiang Chuo, being the vice secretary, to personally make things difficult for Chen Fang was a piece of cake, but it was like using a sledgehammer on a mosquito, a bit of a waste of resources.

If this matter were to leak, his position as the third-ranking member of the provincial committee would really be looked down upon.

Apart from his duties in the province.

In his free time, Jiang Chuo had another identity, as a professor at Rongjiang University of Science and Technology.

This role allowed him to maintain a reputation indifferent to fame and wealth and also satisfied some of his personal desires.

There was a time.

Xiao Xiao had been a student at this university.

Every month on the 15th, Jiang Chuo would give a public lecture at Rongjiang University as a professor, and the lecture hall would always be packed on that day.

This was no surprise, as establishing a connection with Jiang Chuo could pave a completely new path in life for someone— who wouldn't want to seize such an opportunity to leap through the dragon's gate?

In the classroom.

The atmosphere during the class was very positive.

Jiang Chuo was not just going through the motions; he possessed genuine knowledge and talent.

After an hour of lecturing, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

After class.

Many students rushed to the podium with many tricky questions, and Jiang Chuo patiently answered them, showing great patience.

Such a good teacher was at least rare at Rongjiang University of Science and Technology.

Seeing that the bell for class was about to ring again.

Jiang Chuo waved goodbye to everyone and left the classroom.

At the top floor of the administrative building of Rongjiang University of Science and Technology.

There was an office.

This office was specially prepared for Jiang Chuo by the school; he would rest here after each lecture, a habit that had formed over time, and usually, no one dared to disturb him.

Just after sitting down on the sofa.

Secretary Zhang Bangqi came in with a cup of freshly brewed tea and said, "Leader, someone is waiting at the door."

Jiang Chuo nodded.

He said, "Then bring them in."

After speaking, he loosened his tie and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt.

"Miss Sun, please come in."

Under the guidance of Zhang Bangqi.

A young girl walked in.

She appeared to be just over twenty.

She wore a JK outfit, though the skirt was very short.

Her long, straight legs were clad in a pair of black stockings, and she wore cute black leather shoes, opting for a pure desire style.

The girl carried a backpack that was neither too big nor too small.

Upon entering, she bowed to Jiang Chuo and asked, "Professor Jiang, did you call for me?"

"Sit."

Jiang Chuo gestured to the sofa next to him.

The girl sat down nervously, placing her hands on her thighs, visibly tense.

"You are Sun Miaomiao, correct?"

Jiang Chuo asked.

The girl immediately straightened up.

She nodded and said obediently, "Professor Jiang, I'm Sun Miaomiao."

"Sun Miaomiao, I heard you are from the north?"

"Yes, Professor Jiang, I am from the north."

"How many family members do you have?"

Jiang Chuo asked casually.

Sun Miaomiao was startled and responded, "Both parents are still alive, and I have two younger brothers."

"Two younger brothers? Then you must be under a lot of pressure."

Jiang Chuo remarked.

Sun Miaomiao smiled slightly and said, "Indeed, there's quite a bit of pressure, as both my parents are not in good health and are counting on me to earn money after graduating."

Jiang Chuo's previously lax posture straightened up.

He asked, "So because life is tough, you resorted to stealing other people's phones?"

Upon this question.

Sun Miaomiao's face tightened with tension abruptly.

She repeatedly waved her hands, saying, "Professor Jiang, I didn't steal anything, really, I didn't steal anything. The cellphone was placed under my pillow by someone else."

Jiang Chuo sighed.

"You say it wasn't you who stole it. Can you prove it? Weren't you the last one to leave the dormitory that day? This matter could be minor or serious. To put it gravely, having dirty hands is a serious violation of discipline. The school is already preparing to expel you."

Sun Miaomiao's face froze.

Tears streamed down her eyes.

With a thud, she knelt on the ground and pleaded, "Professor Jiang, please help me. I can't be expelled. If I get expelled, I'm finished. My parents' hard work to put me through college is also finished..."

Jiang Chuo helped her up from the ground.

He personally wiped her tears and said, "As I just mentioned, this matter can be big or small, depending on what you do."

As if seeing hope,

Sun Miaomiao immediately said, "Professor Jiang, as long as I'm not expelled, I can do anything... anything."

"Anything at all?"

Jiang Chuo asked.

Sun Miaomiao nodded firmly and said, "I really can do anything."

With such an answer,

Jiang Chuo glanced at Zhang Bangqi.

Zhang Bangqi immediately said to Sun Miaomiao, "Miss Sun, please come with me."

Sun Miaomiao thought Jiang Chuo was unwilling to help, and was just about to plead further when Zhang Bangqi said, "It's okay, come with me, I'll show you what to do."

Having said that,

the two left together.

In the office, Jiang Chuo lit a cigarette.

He leisurely began to smoke.

By the time he finished the cigarette and just extinguished the butt,

the door was pushed open again.

When Sun Miaomiao came back in, her eyes had already become somewhat vacant.

"Did Secretary Zhang explain everything to you?"

While unbuttoning his shirt, Jiang Chuo asked.

Sun Miaomiao looked at him fearfully, but eventually nodded.

Jiang Chuo said, "Then don't just stand there, start by taking off all your clothes."

Sun Miaomiao hesitated.

But seeing Jiang Chuo's greedy and fierce eyes, she realized there was no way back for her at that moment, just like a piece of meat on the chopping board.

She took off her backpack.

She unbuttoned her shirt.

Her hands tried to cover herself.

Jiang Chuo waved his hand at her, motioning her to take off her clothes.

With no other choice,

she had to obey.

Clenching her teeth,

she stripped off her shirt.

Revealed in front, was a pink bra.

Perhaps due to her youth,

Sun Miaomiao's skin was creamy smooth, her neck and chest full of youth's vitality.

"Continue,"

Jiang Chuo said mercilessly.

Sun Miaomiao reached out, unfastening the strap of her bra from the back.

In her embarrassment, the bra slid off her shoulders.

Her breasts, neither too large nor too small, caught Jiang Chuo's eye.

The size wasn't big,

probably a size B.

But they were tender, untouched by any man on this peak of high grounds to date.

The two pink nipples were also fresh and inviting, making Jiang Chuo unable to help but stand up and walk over to her.

He spread his fingers wide and grabbed them fiercely.

"Ah... it hurts..."

Sun Miaomiao couldn't help but moan.

Jiang Chuo showed no intention of cherishing her beauty.

He kneaded forcefully a few times, leaving several red marks on her pale skin.

The pain made Sun Miaomiao's eyes turn red.

"Take off your skirt too,"

Jiang Chuo commanded again.

Any hope Sun Miaomiao had clung to finally crumbled at that moment, knowing now that this refined-looking professor was actually a beast in clothing.

But what could she do?

Her future was tightly grasped in his hand.

If she did not comply,

the struggles of her past several years would truly be in vain.

With that thought,

she obediently took off her skirt.

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