Volume One, Chapter 12: The Damp, Soft Sensation

Page 1/3

Still carrying Su Wen on his back, Chen Wen could already feel the inevitable soreness in his waist and back that awaited him tonight. Yet, the moment the girl was on his back, she fell asleep peacefully, drooling and soaking a large patch of his clothes. Chen Wen grimaced but, seeing how diligently she usually worked and knowing she was injured, he decided not to quarrel with her.

However, the slimy sensation from the saliva seeping through his clothes was quite unpleasant. This girl had a bad habit of drooling in her sleep—it had to be corrected! Only now did Chen Wen understand why Su Wen refused to wear shoes; it wasn’t that her feet hurt, but rather she simply wanted to cling to him and not get down.

“Little Chubby Su, time to wake up.”

At the sound of Chen Wen’s voice, Su Wen immediately opened her eyes.

The boss actually called me “Little Chubby Su” again! Unforgivable! Gritting her teeth, she leaned forward, intending to nibble on Chen Wen’s neck. But then she noticed the wound that had been bleeding earlier and suddenly drooped her head, staring blankly at his neck.

The boss must have been in pain just now...

Feeling the sudden quiet behind him, Chen Wen grew curious, only to freeze in place as if struck by electricity.

Su Wen was staring at the bite mark in a daze; her clear eyes blinked twice before she slowly extended her tongue, gently licking the wound with her soft pink tip.

The books said saliva could disinfect, so this way the boss wouldn’t hurt anymore.

Feeling the soft, wet touch on his neck, Chen Wen was nearly about to explode on the spot.

This girl was simply... too adorable!

Finally, it was Chen Wen who blushed from his cheeks to his ears, his entire body burning with heat.

Su Wen looked curiously at his glowing earlobes—it turned out the boss could be shy too.

Great! We’ve unlocked a new side of the boss: the shy, blushing, warm boss!

Chen Wen wanted to say something to defend his boss’s image but found himself at a loss for words, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

They walked on silently, heads lowered.

At last, they arrived at the dance studio. Nearly every student at Quanzhou University knew that senior Yan Ruyan was the president of the dance club. As a senior with no classes, she was usually here.

Standing at the door, Chen Wen hesitated.

The reason was simple yet complicated: his ex-girlfriend was also part of this club and, if nothing was amiss, she would be inside the dance studio now.

Chen Wen had once loved his ex deeply. Though she wasn’t as outstanding as Su Wen in appearance, she was fairly attractive. The only flaw was... she seemed to love money more than him.

This was a major reason why Chen Wen now valued earning money so highly.

Page 2/3

“Boss, maybe we should just forget it...”

Su Wen looked worriedly at Chen Wen’s profile.

“Let’s go back to the foot massage parlor. It’s been two days since it’s been open because of Little Su’s situation.”

Chen Wen shook his head firmly. As the boss, he would never allow harm to come to his employees.

Especially since it had taken so much effort to coax Little Chubby Su back—how could he let anyone hurt her!

He kicked open the dance studio door, stunning everyone inside who was practicing. All eyes turned sharply toward him.

“Who’s Yan Ruyan? Step forward!”

Chen Wen called out, frowning.

What was this smell—why did a dance studio full of girls reek of foot odor? That sourness...

After experiencing Su Wen’s tiny feet, Chen Wen had almost thought all girls’ feet smelled sweet and soft. Unexpectedly... ugh...

“Hey, Qian Xinxin, isn’t that your ex-boyfriend?”

“Unbelievable. You dumped him, and now he’s cozying up to Su, the campus beauty. Tsk tsk.”

“Su’s taste isn’t great. She treats our little Qian’s reject like a treasure?”

The gossiping voices rang out unabashedly.

Su Wen rested her cheek against Chen Wen’s back, utterly unbothered. She trusted the boss to handle these petty gossips well.

Chen Wen gave Qian Xinxin a casual glance, like a stranger’s fleeting look, and nothing more.

“Where’s Yan Ruyan?” he demanded.

“She’s right here. A guy trespassing in the dance studio—this should be reported!”

The leading girl stepped forward, wearing light makeup and carrying an air far superior to the others. Even Qian Xinxin appeared ordinary beside her.

But Chen Wen couldn’t understand what was so attractive about her. Her sharp, pointed face looked like it could pierce someone at any moment.

Clearly a sharp-tongued, troublemaking vixen.

Chen Wen took a step back but kept his gaze on Su Wen’s little feet stretched out in front.

The girls looked disdainfully at Chen Wen—was he really intimidated by Sister Yan?

“Qian Xinxin, your ex is such a coward.”

“Exactly. You want everything? I think you’re blind.”

Page 3/3

Qian Xinxin stood there, her face turning various shades of purple and blue, clearly displeased with Chen Wen.

“I don’t know what I was thinking before, how I ever liked him,” she said, full of contempt, eager to distance herself from this “weak and incapable” man.

Yan Ruyan looked proudly at Su Wen on Chen Wen’s back. “Little slut, how’s it feel? Your man’s in my control now.”

Yet Chen Wen’s gaze did not waver; he remained focused on Su Wen’s tender little feet.

“You! Don’t take another step forward! Yes, I’m talking to you.”

Yan Ruyan was taken aback, clearly puzzled by Chen Wen’s words.

“Damn, the foot odor is so bad. We can’t let Little Chubby Su catch it too.”

Chen Wen’s look of disgust was not an act but a deep-seated revulsion.

His Little Chubby Su’s feet were fair, tender, and sweet-smelling. If she caught athlete’s foot, it would be a tragedy!

“Quick, pull your feet back.”

“Okay.”

Su Wen responded softly, withdrawing her adorable feet and crossing them against Chen Wen’s lower abdomen.

The people in the dance studio were fuming. They were campus celebrities; countless boys dreamed of entering this studio but couldn’t. And today, someone was actually insulting them for foot odor!

Besides, they didn’t have any foot odor at all!

A piercing scream broke out.

“Hey, I’m not here to teach you how to cure foot odor, although my grandfather did leave me a remedy... ahem, come to my foot massage parlor, guaranteed cure, first come first served.”

“Back to the point: Yan Ruyan, you pushed Su Wen down the stairs. You owe me a satisfactory explanation, or else...”

Chen Wen’s expression instantly turned serious.

Su Wen’s face tightened on his back, nodding earnestly. When the boss got angry, he was truly frightening.

Yan Ruyan, the ultimate schemer, immediately regained her composure and asked lightly,

“Or else what? Do you have proof that I pushed Su Wen?”

Since she dared to do it, she certainly left no evidence. That spot was a blind zone for cameras, at best capturing a blurry silhouette that could never prove it was Yan Ruyan.