20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3758

“Chang’an, this has nothing to do with you. It was our decision to talk about it. Sometimes when He Cai and I drink and talk about the past, we really cry until we have no tears left. In her, we see our past selves.”

Chu Yun's voice deepened: "Perhaps many people say that Chu Yanling and He Danni are shameless women who sleep with anyone, but when they competed for Sun Yiyang, they genuinely wanted to date him. Although they were attracted to his wealthy family and wanted to marry a rich man, Sun Yiyang was good-looking, witty, and got into Fudan University with top scores. He Danni and Chu Yanling wanting to date someone like that can't be simply labeled as vain and immoral, can it?"

"At the time, Sun Yiyang used the method of three people traveling together to have sex with each other. He took advantage of both of them, and under the guise of being from a photography club, he half-coaxed and half-forced them to take a lot of photos. It wasn't until later that Chu Yanling and He Danni found out that he had slept with both of them. But at that time, as two girls who came from faraway places, what did they know? They were also afraid of being embarrassed if word got out, so they could only cry and endure it."

"Then, through his introduction, these two girls each met two talented young men, thinking they could finally get rid of Sun Yiyang, have a proper relationship, and find a good man to entrust their lives to and marry. Little did they know that this was just the beginning of a real nightmare. Eventually, they gave up and became promiscuous socialites. He Danni and Chu Yanling studied hard for more than ten years, and they also had their own ideals. Who would want to become a plaything for men? Yet they were manipulated step by step by these men using despicable means until they completely lost themselves and became animals that only knew how to enjoy low-level pleasures."

Zhao Chang'an blushed a little while listening to this, because besides Sun Yiyang and the others, he, Zhao Chang'an, had actually given them a push as well.

Although Zhao Chang'an knew it was immoral, that day, standing downstairs and seeing He Danni wearing Sun Yiyang's white shirt with nothing underneath, and looking up at her long legs—

Those legs were so slender, long, and white—

Therefore, he overcame his moral conscience and had more than ten deep interactions with He Danni and Chu Yanling.

To be shameless, both He Danni and Chu Yanling are really voluptuous.

There are many women like Zhao Chang'an, and young, handsome, and wealthy men find the two women very attractive, not to mention older men in their thirties and forties who are even more addicted to them.

"Actually, He Danni and Chu Yanling don't blame those villagers who broke down their door at all. They are even grateful to them, even though their eyes are full of contempt. If it weren't for them, He Danni and Chu Yanling would still be wallowing in that filth. — Seeing Lin Xiaojie, we are all women who have been hurt by men. If our experiences can help her get out of this mess, we feel it's all worth it!"

Chu Yun had elevated the matter to this level, making Zhao Chang'an feel embarrassed to tell them that he needed a female friend to talk to. He could only encourage them a few more times, telling them to talk to Lin Xiaojie more, before he was about to hang up the phone.

Chu Yun then said, "President Zhao, we've arranged a hotel for Mr. Xiang and Ms. Qiao. They're staying at a place not far from your hotel in Optics Valley called Picasso. You can see it if you look south from your hotel. Their relationship seems quite tense; they booked two double rooms, and they're on different floors. Mr. Xiang is on the fourth floor, and Ms. Qiao is on the fifth. You don't have their phone number yet, do you? I asked Ms. Qiao this afternoon, and she said you didn't ask her for it. I'll give it to you."

"You tell me, I'll call and ask them if they're used to the place."

Zhao Chang'an hung up the phone, thinking to himself that although the two women claimed to have reformed and renounced worldly life, they had been through so much, and at least when it came to judging men, they were really accurate.

Otherwise, so many young male teachers at Jiangnan University wouldn't be so infatuated with each other, receiving love letters just by strolling around campus.

I just don't know if Lin Xiaojie will become like that in the future.

Zhao Chang'an looked south and indeed saw the words "Picasso" spelled out on the wall of a six- or seven-story building.

Without hesitation, he dialed Qiao Yan's number.

"Hello, who is it?"

Qiao Yan asked from the other end, but she didn't seem to be in a very good mood.

"It's me, Zhao Chang'an."

Zhao Chang'an asked with a smile, "Is your room facing south or north?"

"North."

"I'm at the Optics Valley Hotel right now, on the eighth floor, facing south. Come over here and let me see if I can see you."

There was a pause of a few seconds on the other end of the phone: "I saw the hotel you're staying at. It's so far away, how could I possibly see it?"

"Open the window so I can see. I have binoculars." "Seriously? You actually have binoculars? Trying to peep on some girl?"

"I just wanted to peek at you!"

"Giggle~"

Qiao Yan laughed on the other end of the phone, the somber mood in her voice completely gone, replaced by a youthful agility and lightness: "The windows are sealed up, they can only be opened a little bit."

Is your room light on?

"It's on."

"Turn it off and then turn it back on."

"it is good."

After a few seconds, Zhao Chang'an saw the light in one of Picasso's rooms on the fifth floor turn off and then on again.

“I saw you, you went to the window.”

Zhao Chang'an stared intently and saw Qiao Yan, whose face wasn't very clear: "You brought pajamas with you?"

"I bought it at a shop next to the hotel. Is it nice?"

"It's nice, pink, and the fabric is good, though a bit sheer."

"You actually have binoculars? Which room are you in? Turn off the lights and let me see."

"Now it's my turn to ask you to take off your pajamas!"

Zhao Chang'an said in a cold voice.

Qiao Yan, standing by the window, hesitated slightly before unbuttoning her pajamas.

-

Zhao Chang'an bought a thin woolen hat at the supermarket next to the Picasso Hotel and put it on. It was still a bit cold in Jiangcheng at night, and it was quite reasonable to see men and women wearing hats outside.

I went to an eyeglasses store near the supermarket and bought a pair of low-prescription glasses on a whim.

Although the shop assistant found it strange that Zhao Chang'an bought glasses without checking his prescription, it wasn't a problem as long as he paid.

Wearing a hat and glasses, Zhao Chang'an's image and temperament changed drastically, quite different from before. He then swaggered into the Picasso Hotel and took the elevator upstairs.

Throughout this entire ordeal, it did not attract the attention of the receptionist or security guards in the lobby.

When we got to the fifth floor, it was only a little past nine o'clock at night. We could hear various voices, laughter, and television sounds coming from inside the not-so-soundproof door.

Zhao Chang'an also saw two young women wearing bodycon skirts and black stockings talking to someone inside a room.

Zhao Chang'an could guess the two women's professions at a glance.