Chapter 20: Visiting Professor Zhu Yun

Chapter 20: Chapter 20: Visiting Professor Zhu Yun

Chapter 20: Visiting Professor Zhu Yun

Women, especially attractive women, love to hear compliments about their beauty. Even if they know it’s just flattery, they’ll still smile. Besides, Yao Wei is a first-rate beauty, just a different type of beauty than Professor Zhu Yun.

Yao Wei looked pleased with herself, pinched my cheek, and said with a smile, "You’re good with words. I don’t know if she’s divorced or what, but I heard she’s been single for a long time. We won’t pry into her privacy."

"Alright, alright, let’s not talk about her anymore. Why did you take so long today?" I put my arm around her slender waist and walked with her to where she parked her car.

"That Ma Yong, their class today is right next to ours. He came over to me after class just now, saying there were a few things he didn’t understand and he kept pestering me to explain them to him."

Yao Wei said.

I was a little surprised and said, "Ma Yong? That short, fat guy from the nightclub last time? He came to you to ask you about his homework. Why didn’t he go to his teacher? Why did he come to you?"

Yao Wei said dismissively, "We’re all in the trend club, and several of them were recruited by me today. We’ve gotten together a few times since then, so we’re pretty much friends. If he comes to me, I can’t just not tell him, can I?"

"That guy isn’t a good person, is he? Last time at the nightclub, he was the one who egged you on the most, and he saw you naked, looking all lecherous..." I said, a little unhappy.

"Oh dear, I already said everyone drank too much last time! Nothing we do counts for, you were drunk too! And you even took her home and bullied her! You took advantage of her like that, and you still have the nerve to say she had bad intentions!"

Yao Wei said coquettishly.

I was speechless, but I couldn’t appear petty, so I could only say, "Fine, anyway... anyway, you’d better stay away from him. I don’t like that person."

"Ha ha!"

Yao Wei gave me a playful kiss on the cheek, leaving a bright red lipstick mark, and then said, "Xiao Bin, you’re quite jealous, aren’t you? What are you worried about? Would I, Yao Wei, even look at someone like that? Even if he wanted to do something, how could I possibly have anything to do with him!"

"Moreover, he seems to come from a poor family. Although he is a local, he only has a mother who works as a maid in other people’s homes. He also goes out to work part-time to support himself. He is considered an ambitious person."

I thought to myself that she was quite knowledgeable, but perhaps I was indeed a bit narrow-minded, so I didn’t say anything more.

That day, I went to a hotel with her, and I don’t know what happened, but we did it three times. Each time, I was extremely rough and vigorous, relentlessly ravaging her body, making her feel pleasure again and again, and she kept praising me for my amazing performance.

A few days later, I remembered that the female professor Zhu Yun had told me that I could go to her for consultations sometimes. I took out her business card, which still had a faint rose scent. Thinking of her sexy and alluring figure when I saw her twice, I felt a surge of heat in my heart and decided to go to Jingzhou University to find her.

I dressed up in a presentable outfit. My mom had just bought me a designer casual suit a while ago. I sprayed some hair wax on my hair, styled it into a cool parted hairstyle, and sprayed some men’s cologne that Yao Wei gave me. I made myself look like a slick-back young man. Looking in the mirror, I thought I looked like a decent, handsome young man.

I took a taxi to Jingzhou University, asked the security guard where the history department was, and then walked towards that building.

It happened to be during what seemed to be a break between classes, and many college students were walking back to their dorms with their books in the hallway. Along the way, many girls looked at me with the same infatuated expression they had when they saw a handsome guy, constantly stealing glances at me and whispering among themselves, which made my vanity explode.

I asked a female student where Professor Zhu Yun’s office was, and went straight there. She was already an associate professor and had a separate office on the 9th floor.

When I arrived at the office door, I looked around. This was the floor for the teaching and research group, and it was very quiet. Her office was at the end of the corridor. I knocked on the door, and a clear female voice came from inside: "Come in."

I pushed open the door and went inside. The office was about thirty square meters, very spacious, tidy, and spotless. Near the door, there was a large genuine leather sofa, and on the wall above it hung a landscape painting. In the middle was a very large desk, and behind the desk stood a row of bookshelves filled with books, magazines, documents, and several beautiful handicrafts. Opposite the door was a row of floor-to-ceiling windows, facing the teaching building and the school’s playground.

Upon entering the office, a fragrant aroma immediately tells you that it is a woman’s office. Several colorful bouquets of flowers are placed on the desk, indicating the elegant taste of the room’s owner.

Professor Zhu Yun sat gracefully behind her desk, taking notes in a book. Her long, black hair was elegantly styled in a bun, revealing her fair and delicate neck. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses gave her a mature and intellectual air. She wore a beige fitted suit, and her full, firm breasts stood proudly forward below the neckline. Although she didn’t want to admit it, any man would inevitably be drawn to those breasts that were so full they seemed about to burst out of her clothes.

Zhu Yun paused slightly when she saw me walk in, and said, "Zhou Bin?"

It seems she still remembers my name. I felt a surge of joy and walked to her desk. I bowed and said, "Yes, Professor Zhu, hello. I met you at the library last time. I had some questions about Taoist archaeology, and you said I could consult you. I apologize for bothering you today."

I tried to speak in the manner of those elegant young noblemen on TV, striving to maintain an elegant demeanor in front of this beautiful woman. Upon hearing my words, she gestured and said, "No need to be polite, please sit down."

Without any hesitation, I sat down and looked closely at her face. This woman had a delicate nose and teeth, almond-shaped eyes and peach-like lips. She was extremely beautiful. Below her graceful and smooth cheeks was a straight and captivating jade neck. Her fair and tender skin, almost transparent, blended into her collar. Her features and expression were cold and aloof, giving her the feeling of an ice queen.

I cleared my throat slightly and said to Zhu Yun, "Actually, I have always been very interested in Taoist culture. There are several well-known Taoist temples in Jingzhou, so I wanted to come and ask Professor Zhu for advice."

"What you’re saying is too broad. What specific aspect are you referring to?" Zhu Yun said calmly, looking at me.

I hesitated for a moment, then said to her, "It’s that ancient building in the university that I saw last time. What was it used for in ancient times? The layout of the corners of the building looks a lot like the style passed down in Taoism."

Zhu Yun stared at me with her dark, deep eyes and breathed softly, saying, "That Tongyue Tower is indeed 600 years old. I heard it was built by a few Taoist priests a long time ago, which is why it has those layouts and styles. However, it has been renovated several times now, and it’s just barely maintaining its original appearance as a distinctive building. Why would you be interested in that building?"

"Oh... it’s nothing really, it’s just that the building stands out a bit because it’s surrounded by modern buildings."

I lied and said that she had no idea that it was the building marked by the "treasure map" I got at home.

"Taoist culture is profound and extensive, and there are indeed several Taoist temples in Jingzhou that have a long history. However, it is becoming increasingly distant from our daily lives. I usually enjoy doing some research and writing articles on this topic, which is a combination of personal interest and work. Is there anything else you would like to learn about?"

Although Professor Zhu Yun appeared cold on the outside, she was quite generous with her words to me. I took out some ancient books and documents to ask her for advice. I have always been quite sentimental about history and ancient culture. This opportunity was not only to get closer to her, but also to meet an expert and learn a lot of information that I would not normally have access to. I gained a lot from it.

We chatted for a while, and she realized that I did indeed have some knowledge of historical texts and was quite knowledgeable, unlike the cold and aloof person I had at the beginning.

I checked the time and realized it was almost time. After all, she was still at work, and since it was my first time meeting her, I couldn’t keep her too long, lest I overdo it and annoy her. So I stood up to say goodbye, and she also got up to see me to the door.

After she stood up, I took a closer look at her alluring figure. The hem of her suit was a high-quality beige bodycon skirt. The skirt was very short, tightly hugging her round and perky buttocks, which looked like a perfect peach shape with her slender waist. Half of her thighs were exposed at the hem of the skirt, and her plump and slender pink legs were covered with a business-like coffee-colored stocking. The stocking was slightly sheer, revealing the flawless and tender flesh of her legs underneath. She wore a pair of coffee-colored stilettos on her beautiful feet. Her whole outfit exuded an intellectual and mature vibe.

Looking at her alluring figure and mature yet slightly aloof appearance, I suddenly felt my mouth go dry and my mind race with lust. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head, and I stopped at the door and said to her, "Professor Zhu, actually, I have a big question that I would like to ask you about today."

When she heard me say that, she looked very interested and asked, "Oh? What is it?"

I glanced again at her ample bust, which seemed to be bursting out of her tight-fitting top, and leaned closer to her, whispering mysteriously, "Actually, I have a basement in my house with something strange inside that looks like an ancient relic. I’d like to ask you about it. When would you like to come to my house to take a look and see what kind of antique it is?"

Zhu Yun was clearly taken aback for a moment, and said, "Antiques in the basement?"

Seeing that she seemed very interested, I immediately added, "Yes, yes, it’s really strange. I didn’t know what it did either, so I was very confused. That’s why I went to Tongyuelou to look up information. You’ll know when you get there."

She smiled at me and said softly, "Okay, no problem. Let’s meet up on my day off then."

I thought she would hesitate, but she agreed so readily. I quickly added her on WeChat and exchanged contact information before saying goodbye and going home.

On the way home, although I was still a little uneasy about telling others the Zhou family’s secret, firstly, she was just a history professor who had nothing to do with our family, and secondly, she was an expert in this field, so maybe she could help me solve the mystery left by my father.

More importantly, I can invite her to my house for a private time. Hehe, I thought to myself smugly, I’ll find a time when no one is home, create some ambiguous atmosphere with her, and it would be best if I invited her to have dinner at my house. Wouldn’t that greatly improve our relationship? If the atmosphere is right, maybe I’ll even have a chance to get close to her and taste the flavor of this ice queen!

Thinking of that cold, charming, sexy, and beautiful professor’s figure and stunning looks, I began to fantasize about her being naked and moaning and panting between my legs.

However, I never forgot that my ultimate goal was my stunningly beautiful mother. At home, we maintained our mother-son relationship as usual, but my mother always kept a distance from me at home. She rarely walked around in her underwear like she did at the hotel last time.

I’ve also seen Jiang Weixin and he’s given her gifts a few times. Although I’m quite jealous of him, he is indeed very elegant and refined. He’s also very gentlemanly and polite to my mother, never overstepping any boundaries. Sometimes I try to probe my mother’s thoughts, but my cunning mother always brushes me off with various excuses. The more ambiguous her attitude, the more depressed I feel, as if a stone is stuck in my heart.

That day, I ate dinner alone again. After making myself a simple meal, I took a shower in the kitchen. I heard the front door open and my mother came back looking travel-worn. She was holding the phone in one hand and took off her high heels with the other, putting on slippers. She walked into the house with an elegant posture.