"Sir, how was your dining experience? Were you satisfied with the dishes and service?"
As Su Bai was about to leave, the restaurant manager walked in with a warm smile and asked softly.
"Quite satisfied. The seafood was delicious, though the beef was a bit too rich—but that’s probably just how Wagyu is..."
"Next time, you could try our Sunit lamb chops. They’re lighter compared to the M9 Wagyu."
"Sounds good. I’ll be back."
At the counter, Su Bai noticed the Japanese restaurant’s membership promotion: top up 5,000 and get 600 free, top up 10,000 and get 1,500 free, or top up 20,000 and get 4,000 free.
He checked with his system—it offered cashback.
Without hesitation, he topped up 20,000, and the system refunded him 60,000.
Su Bai loved meat, and this place served premium cuts of all kinds. There were still so many dishes he hadn’t tried yet. He could definitely make this a regular spot.
"You’re really getting addicted, junior. I never expected you to sign up for a membership," Zhou Jialu remarked.
"It’s fine. I won’t use it much unless I bring more people along..." Su Bai glanced at his senior. "Next time, I’ll invite you. Eating alone is a bit boring."
"How could I keep freeloading off you? That’d be taking advantage."
"Easy solution—just give me a little something in return, senior."
"Oh? And what kind of ‘return’ does my junior want?"
At that moment, the two happened to be in an elevator.
It was peak lunch hour at the mall, and the elevator was crowded. Su Bai and Zhou Jialu stood in a corner as another group of people squeezed in.
Seizing the moment, Zhou Jialu wrapped her arms around Su Bai’s, pressing her ample softness against him, letting him experience the generosity of wealth firsthand.
Enjoying the sensation, Su Bai let his hands wander.
The smooth texture of her stockings, paired with her voluptuous curves, was simply exquisite.
Zhou Jialu shivered slightly, her eyes glistening.
She hadn’t expected her junior to take the initiative—and in front of so many people, no less...
After stepping out of the elevator and into the underground parking lot, Zhou Jialu continued holding onto Su Bai’s arm.
In a secluded spot, she suddenly reached down to feel something... then giggled behind her hand:
"Junior, you’re not entirely made of stone after all."
"True enough." Su Bai sighed inwardly. If he didn’t react after all that, wouldn’t it be downright disrespectful?
His Sigma aura gave him the upper hand when dealing with a playful but inexperienced senior like Zhou Jialu.
But he couldn’t keep playing the aloof card forever—after all, Su Bai was more than willing to take things further with her.
Like in a game, the whole point of teasing was to secure the kill.
Su Bai felt the teasing had gone on long enough. It was time to go on the offensive.
So he slid an arm around her waist from behind.
Her waist was surprisingly slender, a stark contrast to her full figure.
Zhou Jialu tensed noticeably but didn’t resist. Despite her stiffness, she obediently leaned into Su Bai’s embrace.
Trying to play it cool, she looked up at him defiantly and asked,
"So, junior, how’s your senior’s waist?"
"Amazing." Su Bai met her gaze. "But a waist is meant for movement. I’d love to see it in action."
"...Smooth talker." Flustered, Zhou Jialu looked away. Ugh, she couldn’t out-flirt him—his charm was just too overpowering.
Su Bai smirked inwardly. What a contrast senior—adorably so.
Once in the car, Su Bai drove one-handed, his right hand busy interacting with his senior the whole way.
Zhou Jialu couldn’t take it anymore and finally grabbed his hand to stop his mischief.
Not that she minded—her hands were soft and warm. In fact, her entire body seemed to radiate that same plush comfort.
JW Marriott Hotel.
The moment they stepped into the lobby, heads turned.
A striking pair—a handsome young man and a beautiful woman—always drew attention.
And the man looked even younger than the woman. In a hotel where even a standard twin room started at over 900, that was a rare sight.
After checking in, they took the elevator to the 27th floor.
The Oceanview Executive Suite. As soon as the door opened, the luxurious and elegant decor made Zhou Jialu’s eyes light up. She hurried inside, her heels clicking against the floor.
Standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows, the breathtaking view left her momentarily dazed.
So this was how the wealthy lived... Yeah, it felt incredible!
And this lavish, opulent room—if she relied on her salary alone, she’d probably only afford it years later, when she was old and faded!
And that was an optimistic outlook. In this job market, just landing a stable position after graduation was an achievement.
Lost in thought, Zhou Jialu barely registered the sound of Su Bai closing the door behind them.
The click snapped her back to reality, and she suddenly blushed. "Um, junior, I... I’ll just keep you company for a bit, then I have to go back to work this afternoon."
"Of course, senior. Make yourself at home." Su Bai smiled, saying nothing more.
Most women had zero resistance to "luxury and extravagance"—especially those who’d entered the workforce. Material desires only grew stronger after college.
Su Bai could sense his senior’s hesitation.
Human nature.
Honestly, the fact that Zhou Jialu had stayed "untouched" till now was nothing short of miraculous.
A bombshell like her should’ve had no shortage of suitors—especially wealthy ones.
So, in a way, there was some fate between them. Their wavelengths just matched.
Otherwise, with her social savvy, she’d never have agreed to come to a hotel with Su Bai.
They were both adults. What it meant for a man and woman to be alone in a hotel room—they knew.
Zhou Jialu excitedly explored the room, touching everything, taking photos left and right.
"Senior, is this really necessary?" Su Bai chuckled.
"Absolutely! A room this expensive? I’d never splurge on it myself. Since I’m here, I’m savoring every bit."
"That’s not what I meant. If you like it, senior, you could come here often."
Su Bai stepped closer from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist, his hands resting on her flat stomach—not an ounce of excess fat.
He buried his face in her hair, inhaling deeply.
The sweet fragrance, mixed with her intoxicating pheromones, sent his blood racing.
"Junior, what are you—mmph!"
Zhou Jialu’s heart pounded as she turned to look at him, only for Su Bai to cup her delicate face and kiss her.
Her mind went blank.
By the time she regained her senses, they were already on the spacious, plush sofa.
Nestled in her junior’s arms, Zhou Jialu bit her lip and murmured with mixed emotions, "Junior, you might not believe this, but... that was my first kiss."
"Of course I believe you."
"You followed me on Douyin before, right? Haven’t you seen the comments? People call me all sorts of things—that I’ve been with countless men... And the rumors at school about me probably aren’t great either..."
"That's just other people's opinion. I have my own judgment." Su Bai gently pinched her cheek. "Senior, you're so shy—you must have never been with any man before."
"...Hmph."
A surge of heartfelt joy, sweet like syrup, poured through Zhou Jialu's heart.
She buried her face against Su Bai's chest.
"That's right, junior. You're my first man... and my last."
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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