I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 475 - 333: They All Have Unique Skills

Black high heels swinging to and fro, Shen Yuan felt a ticklish sensation in his calf, particularly because the woman was biting her red lips while looking at him.

Peang Yayun truly knew how to radiate charm, and her professional OL outfit amplified her natural advantages.

Her legs were already long, but wearing black stockings and a short skirt made them look even more slender. A bodycon skirt and a white blouse outlined her curves perfectly.

Her makeup was heavy, a distinct contrast to the "campus-style" of the other girls, whether it was her eyeliner or lips.

She probably knew she had to differentiate her style from theirs to highlight her strengths, or maybe this was always her style.

"I don’t think it matters how you accompany me, what matters is to what extent can you do so?"

Shen Yuan threw the question back at her.

"Should I take that as you testing my limits?"

With a clank, her high heels hit the floor as Peang Yayun’s toes, wrapped in black stockings, gently teased Shen Yuan’s calf, her gaze almost dripping with seduction.

Shen Yuan took another look at her face, bright, attractive, and somewhat enchanting. Despite a seemingly abstemious aura, it always elicited a desire to transgress.

In short, just YYDS (a bit provocative).

"However you want to interpret it."

Shen Yuan looked at her amusedly.

"Actually, my limits depend on you."

Peang Yayun kicked off her other high heel as well, placing both legs, covered in black stockings, gently on Shen Yuan’s thigh: "Boss Shen, from the day I was selected for the entrepreneurship base, I’ve been waiting for this moment."

Straight to the point, I like it… Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow: "You’ve waited so long yet never mentioned it before."

"I couldn’t contact you."

Peang Yayun suddenly appeared a bit aggrieved: "I tried to add you on WeChat, but couldn’t find your number."

Shen Yuan chuckled: "When the entrepreneurship base was selecting candidates, some idiot leaked my WeChat ID, I had too many requests to add, so I didn’t accept any."

"So, I had no way to contact you…"

Peang Yayun pursed her rosy lips, looking pitiful, but her toes stayed busy, skillfully moving up his leg as if practiced.

Shen Yuan exhaled softly: "You’re quite skilled."

Peang Yayun’s cheeks flushed: "Am I? It’s my first time; I just saw some tutorials online before."

Shen Yuan looked skeptical: "It doesn’t seem like it."

Peang Yayun gently shook her head: "It really is my first time, I don’t have a boyfriend."

"Oh."

Shen Yuan hadn’t even asked about that; Peang Yayun seemed a bit too eager to clarify.

The more guilty someone is, the more they tend to explain.

Sensing Shen Yuan’s cool response, Peang Yayun tensed up, cautiously asking, "Shen Yuan, do you care about that?"

"Care about what?"

"About…the boyfriend thing…I’ve had one before, but not now."

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"Don’t worry, I’m not that obsessive about purity."

Shen Yuan placed his hands on her legs, delicately playing with them, enjoying the silky, soft touch of the stockings.

With Shi Zhixuan’s waist in the past and Peang Yayun’s legs in the present, every member of the troupe had their unique skills.

It made him wonder if Junior Aisha, besides her exotic looks, had anything else to surprise him.

Peang Yayun, touched by him, blushed deeply, feeling slightly uneasy as she was the only one among the 5 selected girls from the entrepreneurship base who had already graduated.

The crucial point was that she had romantic experience, which the others seemingly did not.

Having seen Shen Yuan speak at the opening ceremony and walking alongside the dean, Peang Yayun knew what it implied; his financial and social status had greatly elevated.

Thus, she worried more about this "blemish" impacting Shen Yuan’s perception of her.

What Peang Yayun didn’t know was that to Shen Yuan, "having had a boyfriend before" was less concerning than "having a boyfriend now."

Just as Shen Yuan was thoroughly enjoying her touch, Peang Yayun’s phone suddenly rang. Seeing the caller ID, she instinctively frowned, wanting to hang up.

"It’s fine, answer it."

Shen Yuan gestured casually, "Talk like you usually would."

After hesitating, Peang Yayun obeyed and put the call on speaker: "Hello."

"Hey, Yayun, I heard you’re at the International campus; I happen to be nearby. Want to have dinner together tonight?"

A cheerful male voice came from the phone.

Peang Yayun shook her head: "No, thanks. Also, it’s better if you don’t call me ’Yayun’ in the future, it might lead to misunderstandings."

The man on the phone chuckled awkwardly: "Haha, a misunderstanding isn’t bad; it’s as if we’re just a piece of paper away from being a couple. You know, many of my friends think we are."

Peang Yayun coldly retorted: "Then why don’t you explain?"

"What’s there to explain? It’s bound to happen sooner or later, isn’t it?" the man said, laughing, though his tone revealed a lack of confidence.

Peang Yayun looked at Shen Yuan for guidance, and he mouthed, "Like usual."

Taking a deep breath, Peang Yayun spoke into the phone: "You better explain in the future. I don’t want to cause any misunderstandings; you know I care about my reputation."

"And your actions could worsen your impression in my eyes, and I will deduct points."

"Oh….."

The man on the other end tensed up, then quickly explained after a brief pause: "I won’t do it again, please don’t mind."