"Wow...that figure..." the fat man swallowed hard. "Brother Xiong is really lucky with women!"
"Look at Director Shang's photo," Wang Xiong proudly showed his phone screen. "That aura, that figure, absolutely stunning!"
On the screen was a photo of an office. Shang Yan stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a dark blue haute couture suit. The exquisitely tailored suit accentuated her perfect curves, and her shoulder-length chestnut hair shimmered softly in the sunlight, highlighting her delicate face.
"This is a photo from a meeting," Wang Xiong scrolled through the screen. "Those high heels, those legs, so damn sexy!"
In the photo, Shang Yan was chairing a meeting, holding a laser pointer in one hand and adjusting a strand of hair behind her ear with the other. Her eyes were sharp and focused, and every gesture exuded the elegance and charm unique to mature women.
"Hey, look at this post on WeChat Moments! She graduated from London Business School," Cobra leaned closer, and as Wang Xiong's finger swiped, Cobra discovered more secrets. "Judging by her style, divorced, no children, currently single..."
"Isn't that perfect?" Fatty winked. "Brother Xiong's got some luck with women!"
"Just wait!" Wang Xiong gave a meaningful smile. "These mature, sophisticated women know how to take care of people, but judging by her, she's definitely very strict with her subordinates, a real powerhouse..."
"Then Brother Xiong, you'd better be careful," Cobra warned. "Don't let her mess with you."
"Don't worry," Wang Xiong raised an eyebrow smugly. "I'm not coming to school this afternoon, I'm going to Lingya to report! You guys stay here and study hard, I'm going to flirt with Xiao Wei's mom and this beautiful director."
A chorus of jeers erupted in the classroom.
While a few pretended to be aloof, the vast majority of the boys crowded around.
"Brother Xiong is awesome!"
"Awesome!"
"Take the brothers out to see the world sometime!"
I looked out the window. The morning sunlight wasn't strong, but it still stung my eyes.
Wang Xiong and his gang's vulgar language made me feel even worse. He not only insulted Xia Ling, but now he was targeting that successful Aunt Shang Yan. Hearing their crude language and filthy thoughts made me nauseous...
"Hey, you guys..." Fatty leaned closer to Wang Xiong and said, "Is Xiao Wei's mother secretly quite promiscuous? She seems pretty proper. I doubt she showed her true colors in the parking lot that day."
"Promiscuous? Definitely! It just takes time to activate her." Wang Xiong said with a sneer, "Two-faced, a typical slut. Let me tell you, yesterday I made her give me a footjob in her office, and then she..."
Hearing this, I couldn't take it anymore. I jumped up, and the chair slammed to the ground.
*Clang—*
The classroom fell silent instantly.
Everyone looked at me, a mixture of surprise, mockery, and pity.
Wang Xiong slowly turned his head, narrowing his eyes: "What's wrong, Xiao Wei? Is your mother a repressed pervert who won't let you say it?"
I trembled, wanting to say something, but no sound came out.
"Alright," Wang Xiong stretched, "I have to go to Lingya Group this afternoon, too lazy to argue with you. But your mother..." He licked his lips, "I wonder what kind of stockings she'll be wearing for me today..."
This remark drew another burst of laughter from the students.
I silently picked up my chair and sat down again.
Whispers rippled around me.
"Xiao Wei's such a coward!"
"Poor mother, such a beautiful female CEO, gave birth to such a useless son."
"It's because his father's gone..."
The sunlight outside the window was still bright, but it couldn't penetrate my gloomy heart.
"Mom, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being so cowardly..."
I stared at the textbook, the words blurring before my eyes. As the school bell rang, the chatter in the classroom faded away, leaving only the pounding of my heart, each beat like a hammer blow.
…
In the afternoon, Wang Xiong stood in front of the Lingya Building, gazing up at the gleaming commercial behemoth.
He had deliberately changed out of his dirty school uniform today, wearing a wrinkled casual outfit. The mirrored glass reflected his dark face and short stature, a stark contrast to the well-dressed elites around him.
"Is President Xia here?" He entered the lobby and approached the receptionist.
"President Xia is in a meeting."
The receptionist glanced at him and immediately recognized the lecherous boy who had been stealing glances at her black-stockinged legs yesterday.
"You're Wang Xiong, the new intern, right? Please report to the Marketing Center on the eighth floor."
The elevator doors slowly opened on the eighth floor, releasing a delicate fragrance. Wang Xiong's gaze was immediately drawn to a tall woman not far away.
Shang Yan stood in the center of the office area. A deep blue bespoke suit accentuated her curvaceous figure. Her ample breasts were comparable to Xia Ling's. Her skirt stopped perfectly above her knees, and her shoulder-length chestnut hair was tucked behind her ear with a diamond hair clip, revealing a small, delicate earring. Her long legs were encased in sheer black stockings, and she wore pointed stilettos with heels at least ten centimeters high.
"No wonder it's Lingya Group..." Wang Xiong swallowed hard. "None of the women here are ugly!"
"Wang Xiong?" Shang Yan turned around, looking down at the boy who was almost a head shorter than her. Her voice possessed the unique charm of a mature woman, yet it also carried a hint of barely perceptible coldness.
"Yes…yes, Director Shang." Wang Xiong subconsciously straightened his back, only to realize that even so, he could only look up to her.
Shang Yan parted her red lips slightly: "Come with me."
She turned and walked forward, the sound of her high heels clicking on the ground like drumbeats striking Wang Xiong's heart, both accelerating his heartbeat and conveying a sense of oppression.