Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!-Chapter 641 - 461 ’Birthday’ _2

At this moment, she wouldn’t dream of disturbing Cheng Zhu, afraid that it might interrupt his train of thought.

Even that large hand which kept wandering across her back, she simply assumed it to be an unconscious reaction while he was deep in thought.

In reality, Cheng Zhu was feeling the contours of the counselor’s back, finding the touch of her beautiful back indeed quite pleasant.

Regarding the matter of Yue Tea securing the second round of funding from Shendu Capital, Cheng Zhu didn’t plan to strategize any further.

It didn’t matter; it was all just beating the competition anyway.

His next business plan was terrifying, ready to give the industry another lesson.

Great businessmen conquer markets, but the more advanced ones cultivate their own markets.

Now, Cheng Zhu had another matter to attend to.

He lowered his gaze to look at the counselor and said, "There’s something I’ve wanted to tell you before, and now seems a good time for a reminder."

"Didn’t you say your mom messaged you about your dad’s recent situation?"

"Uh-huh." Chen Jieyu nodded, a look of surprise crossing her face.

She was a bit dazed, weren’t they just discussing business? How did the topic suddenly shift to their families?

"Where do you think all that money of his is coming from?" Cheng Zhu asked.

"I’m not sure, but I suspect he’s still gambling." Upon hearing this, Chen Jieyu’s eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses conveyed solemnity, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She had seen this scenario too many times before.

Chen Qin would win some money when his luck was good, but he would end up losing everything in the end.

The dramatic ups and downs of gambling were often the most terrifying, capable of eroding a person’s will.

Money that came quickly also left quickly.

After several such cycles, you would find it hard to settle down and do anything properly.

As the instigator himself, Cheng Zhu nodded slightly and continued, "People like him are pretty easy to set up."

——Hehe, it was me who arranged it.

He relayed this openly to Chen Jieyu, as if to prime her for what might come.

The counselor, upon hearing this, broadly understood what Cheng Zhu meant.

Although her hometown was a small place, it had its fair share of gamblers.

In fact, many rural areas have their seasoned old gamblers, spending the year not on work but on cards and Mahjong.

She had heard of people being set up at the gambling table, and being tricked in business partnerships.

From what she knew about Chen Qin, if someone really set a trap for him, he would fall right into it all too easily.

"So you should be prepared and think about what to do if such a situation really does arise," Cheng Zhu said, continuing to stroke her back.

Ironically, it was he who was the student and she the counselor, but it now seemed as if their roles had been reversed.

Chen Jieyu nodded slightly, "I have a plan in mind now."

Cheng Zhu sincerely hoped the counselor could finally resolve things with her family and said, "That’s good."

After his words, he suddenly smiled a little and said, "Now I remember a saying, though I’ve forgotten exactly where I read it."

"Considering what you just said, I’m a bit scared to hear it," Chen Jieyu said as if recalling something unpleasant.

"Why?"

"Because once when I said that I felt like I couldn’t see my future, someone hit me with this line: ’A person who says they can’t see the future often has seen their own future.’" She chuckled.

Although she laughed it off now, that remark in the barbecue restaurant had really stung her back then.

The words had felt like a knife piercing her heart.

It was so hurtful, so bleak.

Cheng Zhu waved his hand dismissively, "Today’s words are not of that sort."

"Then let’s hear it," Chen Jieyu said, her beautiful eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses meeting his.

Cheng Zhu’s words truly warmed her heart.

"Those brave enough to end things are rewarded with a new beginning."

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In the bedroom, Chen Jieyu silently noted down the phrase Cheng Zhu had said.

She could feel Cheng Zhu’s comfort and understood the attitude hidden within his words.

Of course, Cheng Zhu hoped the counselor could make as clear a break with her family as possible.

People certainly need family ties, but that presupposes that there is something of a family to begin with!

He wished for Chen Jieyu to have a fresh start in life.

So they lay together, not watching TV, just chatting.

Every time they talked about the past, the counselor felt a sense of wonder.

When she first met this student in class, she had thought he would be trouble.

Who would have thought that in the end, they would end up in such a relationship?

"When you suggested I run for class officer, I really thought you had keen insight and saw my strengths with one glance," Cheng Zhu said.

"At that time, I really wasn’t thinking that much," the counselor replied, with a teasing smile flitting across her serious face.

"What? Couldn’t you sense my strengths?" Cheng Zhu began to press.

He half-laid on top of Chen Jieyu, looking down at her from above.

Now Chen Jieyu certainly understood his meaning, just feeling this bad student could be quite roguish at times.

He leaned down, moved close to her ear, and then whispered something.

When Chen Jieyu heard it, she glanced downward and involuntarily pursed her lips.

Basing her actions on the principle of being wholly submissive to him for the day, she complied with his request.

But she still made a small plea, "Can we turn off the lights?"

The response she got from Cheng Zhu made her feel like her head was going to explode.

"No, I want to watch."

Chen Jieyu stared at him for a good while, but seeing that he wasn’t about to relent, she quietly shuffled into position and then leaned half-prone on the bed, burying her face.

Resting on her elbows, her shoulders shrugged slightly, at times bowing her head, at others lifting it.

Since Cheng Zhu did not wish to turn off the lights, she... chose to close her eyes.

Admiring the scene before him, the bad student thought to himself how small the counselor’s mouth appeared.

She couldn’t compare with Ye Zi or Hu Yan in natural talent, appearing somewhat clumsy.

But it was this inner conservatism and clumsiness that made the overexperienced Cheng Zhu find it intriguing.

Because it gave a psychological thrill, making one feel, "Anyone else couldn’t do this, but for me, she’s willing to do anything."

Throughout the process, the counselor’s long hair, falling loose over her shoulders, inevitably obscured her face.

Every time, Cheng Zhu would reach out with his large hand to brush it aside.

This made the always eyes-closed Chen Jieyu very much aware: he really was watching her the whole time!

The counselor’s face flushed, her body and mind each experiencing a peculiar sensation.

Her beautiful eyes remained shut behind the gold-rimmed glasses, but she didn’t stop there.

Because the counselor was half-leaning on his side, he had a view of her profile.

A sudden movement caught the busy counselor off-guard, and a soft exclamation escaped her.

This exhalation was different from the usual ones.

Because it came out while her mouth was blocked, sounding more muffled.

Throughout it all, the counselor couldn’t help but grip Cheng Zhu’s back very tightly several times.

Her remaining lucidity struggled to control her own actions, to prevent her nails from scratching him.

Actually, a few scratches would not have been too much of a bother.

Are those scars?

No, those are the badges that true men bear!

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(ps: After half an hour of deleting and editing, asking for monthly tickets.)