Pursuing Her Best Friend after Confession Failed

Chapter 443 - 179: The Instructor’s Ulterior Motives, I Want to Be Dumped Too_4

Li Yuan smiled inwardly. He took the application form and looked it over carefully. It wasn’t much different from the one he had found on the school’s official website.

There was just one additional obligation: when hiring employees for his startup, he had to give priority consideration to students from the university. For part-time positions, priority was to be given to financially disadvantaged students—a support policy from the school.

Of course, this wasn’t mandatory. As a prestigious institution, Daxia University naturally didn’t have to worry about student employment. Besides, most students wouldn’t be interested in a small business started by a peer, though working part-time during university was always an option.

"I’ve looked it over, Mrs. Qi. No problems," Li Yuan said after finishing, and with a flourish, he signed his name.

When he received no response for a moment, he glanced quizzically at Qi Siyu, only to find her staring at him with a dazed, dreamy expression.

Noticing his puzzled gaze, Qi Siyu snapped back to reality. A blush instantly crept up her sexy, mature face, and her voice grew flustered.

"Ah, you’ve filled it out? Then give it to me."

Li Yuan handed the form over. As Qi Siyu reached for it, a mischievous impulse struck him. He opened his palm and gently caught her small hand from underneath.

Her hand suddenly caught by his, Qi Siyu’s heart fluttered. Her gaze darted away from his, but she didn’t pull back.

Then, as if remembering her role as his teacher, she put on an expression of feigned annoyance. "Talented Li, you’re quite bold, aren’t you?" she huffed playfully. "Daring to take advantage of your teacher in broad daylight?"

Li Yuan calmly withdrew his hand and replied with a perfectly straight face, "Mrs. Qi, I’m an innocent and sincere student. You must be mistaken!"

"I’m mistaken?" Qi Siyu gave him a look that was half-amused, half-intrigued. "Then tell me, did my hand feel nice to touch?"

Caught red-handed, Li Yuan didn’t feel the slightest bit embarrassed. Given their last encounter, he didn’t mind seeing where things might go with this beautiful, sexy, and mature counselor. It was obvious Qi Siyu harbored some... unprofessional thoughts about him as well. The two of them were clearly on the same wavelength.

Li Yuan answered with the same straight face, "Mrs. Qi, you’re mistaken. I’m a decent man."

Qi Siyu rolled her eyes at him and huffed. "You, a decent man? I think you mean you’re a beast when you’re *not* being ’decent,’ right?"

Li Yuan coughed. "Mrs. Qi, I sense you have a deep misunderstanding about me. We’ll need to communicate deeply to clear it up."

"Misunderstanding? Deep communication?" Qi Siyu repeated, flipping her hair. She gave a lazy stretch, arching her back in a way that provocatively emphasized the curves of her chest.

Qi Siyu made no effort to conceal her stunning figure. Fixing her gaze on him, she asked teasingly, "So, Talented Li, what position did you have in mind for our... communication?"

Li Yuan’s eyes lit up. You started this, Mrs. Qi. Don’t blame me for what happens next.

He continued with the suggestive banter, "Mrs. Qi, I’ve taught myself many positions for communication. Which one would you like to try?"

Hearing such explicit words, Qi Siyu’s heart suddenly raced, an inexplicable longing rising within her. Her feelings for Li Yuan were strange. He was several years her junior, yet every time she saw him, her heart would race. This feeling had intensified after his secrets were exposed yesterday.

She’d never imagined that on top of his girlfriend from the computer science department, Li Yuan was also dating three other women. The thought drastically reduced her own feelings of guilt. Moreover, she genuinely admired his talents. Not only was he a famous author with incredible musical gifts, but she’d heard he was an excellent basketball player with the physical fitness of a varsity athlete. In fact, she had been listening to one of his songs right before he arrived.

Qi Siyu blinked, then stood up, walked around her desk, and approached Li Yuan. Her capri pants and high heels perfectly accentuated her long, curvaceous figure. As she drew closer, a faint, surprisingly pleasant perfume drifted into his nostrils.

Li Yuan was sitting, so when Qi Siyu stopped in front of him and leaned down, he was treated to a view of her snowy-white cleavage.

She reached out a slender hand, tilted up his chin, and purred seductively, "Talented Li, I put in a lot of work on your startup application. How do you plan on thanking me?"

This wasn’t the first time Qi Siyu had teased him, and that same thrilling sensation surged through him once more.

Being passive wasn’t his style. He reached out and caught her delicate hand, turning the tables on her. He gazed at her sexy face with a half-smile. While Qi Siyu might have been a small step below Bai Weixi or Xia Zhijin in terms of pure facial beauty, she was still a stunning woman in her own right, with the classic vibe of a confident, sexy, older woman. Her figure, however, was far more developed. This, combined with the allure of her status as both a university counselor and a music teacher, elevated her appeal to the absolute highest level in his eyes.

"Mrs. Qi, since you put in so much work, how about I... put in some work, too?"

Qi Siyu didn’t struggle as he held her hand; instead, a seductive charm blossomed in her eyes. Hearing his suggestive words, her heart pounded even harder, the feeling inside her intensifying. Just like before, she moved her head closer to his until their faces were barely two or three centimeters apart.

"Talented Li, you’re so gifted. You wouldn’t resort to something as crude as brute force, would you?"

Li Yuan chuckled. "Mrs. Qi, which do you prefer? Brute force, or talent?"

"By the way, I have both." As he spoke, his gaze drifted downward. His vision swam for a second. Yes, blurred by the swaying view.

Qi Siyu followed his gaze and knew what he was looking at, but she didn’t cover herself. Instead, she leaned even lower, bringing her mouth so close to his that they could feel each other’s breath.

"So, Talented Li, if I say I prefer talent... how will you thank me?"

Li Yuan suddenly extended his index and middle fingers, gently stroking the back of her smooth hand. He chuckled. "To be honest, Mrs. Qi, my talent can’t compare to my strength. Would you like to test it?"

"Hmph, you cunning little man!" Qi Siyu bit her lip. "No, I just like your talent. You’re a good songwriter, aren’t you? Write me a song as a thank-you present."

Li Yuan was speechless. She’s got some nerve! Does she have any idea what one of my songs is worth? It’s the price of an apartment in Modu!

"Mrs. Qi, you’re really putting me on the spot. Writing songs requires inspiration, you know? And I think... I need to go find some."

Qi Siyu was slightly taken aback, then she huffed coquettishly. "Need inspiration? And how do you plan to find that?"

Suddenly, Li Yuan acted. He pulled her down into his lap, his arm wrapping around her waist while his other hand still held hers, making her lie sideways across his thighs. He gave her a gentle squeeze. The sensation was incredible—firm and soft, like a ripe apple.

Looking at Qi Siyu’s flustered expression, Li Yuan said meaningfully, "Mrs. Qi, I usually find my inspiration—that creative spark—only after a deep fusion of body and soul. It comes after that ultimate form of communication is complete."

"Mrs. Qi," he added, "do you still want me to write you a song?"

Held in his arms, Qi Siyu felt a pang of panic. But as she gazed at the face so close to her own, her heart began to hammer. A hazy, mesmerized look crept into her eyes, and her breathing quickened.

"Talented Li, you’re not just saying all this to take advantage of me, are you?"

Li Yuan replied with utter conviction, "I’m not lying, Mrs. Qi. I’ve only ever written songs for my girlfriends."

"So, teacher... do you still want one?"

Her answer was a single, breathy word: "I do."

Suddenly, she took charge. She wrapped her arm around his, and her soft, red lips pressed against his.

"Li Yuan," she whispered, "they all say you’re a scumbag... and I want to experience that for myself, just once."