Lin Mei had originally intended to delete Xing Zheng's WeChat, but after a few minutes of deliberation, she decided against it. Their affair was over, but their business relationship remained.
Sun, the bank president, had already assigned the business line of Xing Zheng's company to Lin Mei. Xing Zheng was now her client, so there was no reason to delete him.
However, from now on, their contact would strictly be on a work level, with no personal interactions.
Lin Mei never would have imagined that the very next day, after having this thought the previous night, she would see Xing Zheng at the bank's basketball game!
Xing Zheng, abandoning his usual suit and tie, was dressed in a basketball uniform, a deep blue one, with his English name, "King," printed on the back.
King. It truly suited his demeanor.
Although Lin Mei found Xing Zheng distasteful in her heart, she couldn't deny his physical appeal. For instance, at that moment, he wore a sweatband, held a bottle of water, the veins on his forearm clearly visible, his muscles well-defined. His basketball shorts hugged his perky buttocks, making one want to reach out and pinch them.
Lin Mei had a little-known quirk: she always enjoyed observing men's buttocks, having once heard a saying that men with shapely bottoms were very skilled. This held true for Xing Zheng.
The man opposite her seemed to sense he was being watched and cast his gaze over. Lin Mei was about to look away when she suddenly saw Chen Jing, dressed in a camisole and hot pants, walk up to Xing Zheng and affectionately link her arm through his.
Lin Mei's brow furrowed instinctively, as if she had swallowed a fly.
It had only been a week, and they were already this intimate?
But then again, it wasn't that surprising. Xing Zheng had been like this with her too. She had offered herself, and he had taken her to bed.
Chen Jing wasn't a celestial beauty, but she was pretty and delicate. Perhaps that was his preference.
Lin Mei watched Xing Zheng say a few words to Chen Jing before heading towards the locker room. She stopped looking at him, found a seat, and waited for the game to start.
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In the locker room, Chen Qi looked at the medicine Zong Zong handed him. "Does this really work?"
Zong Zong replied, "It works. I got it from a friend. They say it can turn even the most stubborn woman into a submissive one."
Chen Qi shook the contents of the bottle. Seeing him hesitate, Zong Zong said, "Do you know Zhang Ailing's famous quote? You're just too indulgent with her. If you had gotten her into bed sooner, she wouldn't have had the chance to flirt with others."
"What kind of person is Ming Zhou? If he finds out she's been around, will he still want her? Just do as I say. Record a video for Ming Zhou to see, and he definitely won't contact her anymore." They were all men, after all; they knew each other's thoughts.
Mentioning Ming Zhou reminded Chen Qi of how he'd always stolen the spotlight. "You're right! Why should he compete with me for women!"
Zong Zong said, "Lin Mei appears proper and plays coy, but if you truly subdue her, she won't want to leave you. Even if she wanted to, her parents wouldn't agree."
Zong Zong's words were quite accurate. Although Chen Qi was a playboy, he had never considered breaking up with Lin Mei. She was obedient, well-behaved, and a woman perfectly suited for marriage.
Their families were also of comparable standing. Because Chen Qi had "saved" her back then, Lin Mei was very accommodating to him, and her parents doted on him because of it.
Lin Mei's only insistence was not to sleep with him. If he slept with her this time, she would have no retreat. It would be perfect to marry her and tie her down.
Chen Qi finished his conversation with Zong Zong, changed into his jersey, put on his shoes, and walked out. As he stepped out, he bumped into Xing Zheng.
Chen Qi greeted Xing Zheng, "Hello, Mr. Xing. Come to change?"
Xing Zheng smiled and said, "I left my phone in the locker room. I'm here to get it."
Seeing that Xing Zheng hadn't retrieved his phone yet, Chen Qi assumed he had just arrived and hadn't heard their conversation. But even if he had heard, it wouldn't matter. They were both men, and Xing Zheng would surely understand.
After a few pleasantries, Chen Qi left with Zong Zong.
Xing Zheng watched Chen Qi's retreating back, the words he had just spoken echoing in his ears, a mocking smile on his face.