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Chapter 625: Auditing Classes

Release time 2025-03-06 07:57:39

Lu Kuo laughed after he finished speaking. He had gone to her class many times before.
When she was taking public courses, he often mingled with the students and brazenly claimed to be a graduate student at the school, auditing undergraduate classes for extra credit. Over time, he became quite familiar with several of her students, even sometimes joining them for basketball games in the evening without any awkwardness.
Ruan Ruan only then realized that he had probably just finished showering, his hair still damp, and he looked refreshed and handsome.
Lu Kuo’s extroverted personality is so captivating that it often overshadows his good looks. In fact, as he often proudly boasts, he is a handsome guy indeed, with a great physique and well-defined abs from all those workouts.
At this moment, sitting face to face, some atmosphere naturally flowed between the two from their eye contact. Ruan Ruan blushed quietly, but still boldly met his gaze.
Lu Kuo couldn’t help but poke her cheek, which was unusually smooth today. Then he said nonchalantly: “Go take a shower.”
Then Ruan Ruan quietly walked past him, taking her pajamas to the bathroom to bathe.
After showering, they lay side by side in bed, facing each other on their sides, staring at each other with wide eyes.
He asked: Shall we begin?
She said: Begin.
On that tiny single bed, there was an almost comical sense of ritual. Only after solemnly announcing the start would the exploration begin, a journey into the most primal and fundamental aspects of humanity.
They had also done it in more private settings, like Lu Kuo’s spacious home or hotels, but the feeling wasn’t as good as it was in her tiny apartment, on that small single bed. Perhaps it was because of the spartan conditions, even a hint of being watched, that made it so special.
Anxiety makes their senses sharper, of course happiness is also added exponentially.
Ruan Ruan thought this was good enough, at least for this moment, Lu Kuo was all hers.
She doesn’t need his promises either. Sometimes, promises can be too heavy because if the other person breaks their promise, you will feel deeply betrayed.
>Just each time after finishing, when her body reaches the ultimate release, a huge emptiness follows. Over these past six months, this feeling has become increasingly apparent to her.

A companion, only doing without love.

Perhaps influenced by Yaoyao’s words this afternoon, she found it especially unbearable tonight.
She wasn’t as carefree as she thought.
“Could you hold me for a little longer?”
Lu Kuo didn’t speak, but directly reached out and hugged her tightly from behind.
Yes, that’s it. She likes to cuddle with him in her small apartment because the bed is so small that he has to hold her while they sleep. She loves being held by him, it feels warm and safe.
The next day, she woke up earlier than him as usual, washed up quickly, and hurried to work.
Lu Kuo sleepily leaned against the bed, watching her as she moved in and out like a busy little bee. He suddenly spoke, ” <<>
Is your Director Chen still giving you a hard time?
She was taken aback, not expecting him to remember that. She replied, “No, she’s usually pretty nice.”

“Are you a good person? Ruanruan, how do you define that? Because we chat and laugh in the office, and you even share your daily life and snacks with me, does that make you a good person?”
“I guess so.”
But he suddenly spoke to her seriously, which made her wonder if he was delirious.
“Ruanruan, this is good”
It means nothing to you, and it only numbs you, giving you a false sense of security.

True goodness lies in someone at work who is willing to help and offer you opportunities.

Ruan Ruan realized he was teaching her to distinguish right from wrong, to discern people and things. Her nose felt a little sour.
Nobody had ever told her these things. After middle school, she lived alone and figured out how to navigate people and situations through trial and error.
Especially after returning home to work, communication methods and thinking are both in the process of transformation.
Now, if she were to go for another interview, she would definitely not truthfully say that she returned home to pursue someone.
“Why are you crying again? I didn’t say anything to you just now.”

Ruanruan was already dressed and had taken off her shoes. She ran back to the bed and threw herself into his arms: “Thank you!”
Lu Kuo was inexplicably touched by her sentimentality. She was too easily pleased; he had only said a few extra words to her.
When he reached out to hug her, she stood up again and dashed to the door, grabbed her bag and books, and left him with a busy silhouette.
Her bed was really small, actually he didn’t sleep well all night. He caught up on his sleep after she left, sleeping until almost noon before getting up. He leisurely went to work, taking the car keys with him. By the time he arrived at the company, it was already lunchtime.
Lu Shaoxing was not there. Dong Xin saw him come and said teasingly: “Young Master Lu, you’re here early.”
“Shall I order you breakfast or lunch now?”
“No, I have an appointment with someone.”

He is not like Zhu Yu’an or Gu Ruandong, workaholics who are strict with themselves and follow the rules. He can’t do that for real.
One is that Listening Whale Finance has Lu Shaoxing in charge of the main work, and they are observing his health.
I can do another ten years no problem.
He also has his own way of doing business, playing golf with clients, taking them fishing in the countryside, or having lunch or dinner with them every day. Over drinks and meals, he closes the deals.
He is responsible for exploring business opportunities ahead, while people below him carry out the specific execution. It’s very perfect.
Look at it from another angle, he’s using his strengths to work diligently, just in a different way.
The so-called diligence and earnestness don’t lie in frequency, but in efficiency.
I had lunch with a client today and finalized a large investment project. I’m in a good mood.
Waiting at a red light, humming a song and subconsciously tapping the steering wheel, he suddenly remembered Ruan Ruan’s sudden outburst of emotion this morning. As the green light came on, he turned directly to her school at the intersection ahead.
Her first class in the afternoon was a public lecture, attended by students not only from her art school but also from other departments. He knew her schedule by heart.
He still chose to sit in the last row, and a few students who often played basketball with him squeezed over next to him.
“Senior, here to sneak into class again?”
We’re already familiar with each other. After greeting and sitting down, he secretly takes out his phone to start forming a team for gaming.

So I warned him, if he comes, he better listen to the class, otherwise don’t come. Playing with your phone in class sets a bad example for other students.
He swore he would: “Got it, Teacher Gu. I’ll definitely pay better attention next time.”
Now, seeing several boys sitting in the last row playing games, it’s disrespectful.
Teacher, inexplicably angry.