Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 157 - 133. The most familiar stranger

Chapter 157: 133. The most familiar stranger

Jade Carved New Moon rises, and the vermilion doors are half-closed as people gaze at each other.

Sister has gone bad.

Mou Keyan panted heavily, lying flat on the bed with her eyes unfocused, staring at the ceiling in a spread-eagled position, motionless.

Fortunately, the master bedroom was spacious enough for her to spread her powerful legs in any position.

"It’s not fair..."

With only enough strength to blink and move her mouth, her soft voice was filled with grievance and disbelief.

Why?

For what reason?

Why was Lu Jincheng so amazing?

It was completely unscientific!

She danced, exercised, practiced every day; even after classes, she would go to the training room for an extra hour or two of practice.

She streamed live every other night!

You sow hard work and reap sweat, that’s always right, isn’t it?

But him?

He didn’t appear to exercise at all, yet he dispatched her with ease in no time.

He was like an unprincipled monster.

"Why is it unfair?"

Lu Jincheng walked back from the living room, holding a cup of warm water, drawing near with a teasing smile, and arching an eyebrow.

"Come on, you’ve lost so much just now. You need to rehydrate quickly."

The man reached around, slid his arm under her armpit, and with a little effort, propped her upper body up.

Glug glug glug.

The girl gulped down the warm water and finally regained some strength.

"Hey, have you been secretly working out?"

Mou Keyan handed the cup back, and her eyes just happened to catch a glimpse of his center.

Despite the storm having passed and the hormones declaring the show over, she still couldn’t take her eyes off of him.

Starlight filtered through the window, casting a glow on Lu Jincheng’s body, where his full and symmetrical pectoral muscles and the defined edges of his flat abdomen were clearly visible.

Up close, you could even see fine droplets of sweat on his abs.

Just by looking at him, she was reminded of those moments full of tension and wild explosion.

This was a man...

Sister gulped, her throat making a gurgle sound.

"Not at all, but I’ve been planning to hit the gym lately. A man needs to keep exercising, otherwise, he won’t be up to par."

Lu Jincheng gestured and rubbed Mou Keyan’s small head with a smile.

Working out was indeed a part of his post-rebirth routine he couldn’t escape.

Though it seemed like the heavens had blessed him with a boon, who knew how long this firmness would last?

If he didn’t keep fit and maintain his health, continuing like before—living wildly and recklessly...

What if it disappeared one day?

What if he had to rely on *that* again?

With a new life that came out of nowhere and a better body that exceeded expectations, he certainly didn’t want to hand it over to anyone.

It’s easy to go from frugality to luxury, but hard to return to frugality from luxury.

At this stage, he seemed more than capable of handling Sister, but as for the future... it was truly hard to say.

Let’s not mention his steadily progressing female confidantes for now; just the thirty-something, wolfish head counselor older sister watching him like prey was pressure enough.

Having experienced the peak physique of an eighteen-year-old, he had no desire whatsoever to return to being the frail bookworm, Mr. Lu refused.

Thus, working out had to be scheduled.

Whether aerobic jogging to improve cardiovascular health or anaerobic weightlifting to boost explosive power, the bottom line was,

Just get stronger!

"You’re... you’re still planning to work out?"

Mou Keyan instinctively reached out and began to caress along Lu Jincheng’s Adonis belt.

"You’re already great as it is, if you get any stronger, what am I supposed to do~"

"They say there’s no such thing as a plot of land that’s too worn out, only a cow that dies of exhaustion—that’s all lies!"

"My fertile field is going to become a flooded wasteland..."

Lu Jincheng was taken aback, then couldn’t help but laugh. "Hahaha!"

"Why do you have so many weird catchphrases now?"

"My roommate taught me, you know? She’s always hugging her tablet and watching stand-up comedy shows to make her live streams more interesting."

Mou Keyan pursed her lips and, with a flick of her wrist, lay back down on the pillow, pulling the man close to her as well.

"Oh?"

Lu Jincheng asked curiously, "Doesn’t she want to be a lady of leisure? She’s working that hard?"

Women have no secrets to keep.

When facing the man they like, even the strictest lips will spill out all the gossip about those around them.

Naturally, Jiang Yu’s little dream was no exception, and Lu Jincheng quickly learned of it.

"Dumbass."

"The more gifts she gets in her live streams, the bigger her chance of realizing her dream!"

Mou Keyan used the last of her strength to lift her head and burrow into Lu Jincheng’s embrace, her thick curls resting on his shoulder.

"Even an idiot could figure that out. Not trying would be the real stupidity."

"That’s true."

Lu Jincheng chuckled and twirled a hand through the ends of her hair.

"Why don’t you give it a try?" he asked.

"I would never. My audience is there to see dance, not to watch me crack jokes and be funny."

Mou Keyan pouted, not entirely agreeing with Jiang Yu’s approach.

"Trying too hard can backfire. I better stay honest and focused on my content—performance streamers should act like performance streamers."

"Besides," she added, "being interesting just for you is enough for me."

Senior Sister tilted her chin up, her eyes, brimming with tender affection, gazing at him.

"Hmm, that is quite interesting."

Lu Jincheng bent down and kissed her forehead as a reward.

Senior Sister surely had a clear perspective!

The master leads you to the door, but the practice is up to the individual.

Although Mou Keyan was still new to the business, she had undoubtedly seen through a bit of human nature and grasped what her audience found most interesting.

"Mr. Lu~"

After chatting for a bit longer, Mou Keyan suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice soft and her eyes shimmering with light.

"Hmm?"

"I’m all rested up now."

"And how are you going to call me?"

"Master..."

The next moment, with her energy bar restored to seventy percent, Mou Keyan flipped over, her arms pressing on the man’s shoulders, her pupils shining in the dim light.

With a flip of her hair, she reversed the celestial stance.

The effects of the wine deepened as autumn arrived early, and amid the intertwined quilts, waves of red were turned.

In the spaces between summer and autumn, the long night was filled with soft moans.

...

This time, Senior Sister truly went wild.

The next morning, Mou Keyan was still deep in slumber, while Lu Jincheng, carrying a bag, was already on his way to school.

He stepped out of the residential complex and, passing the familiar pharmacy, added a few items to his bag.

He didn’t immediately merge with the crowd to attend his early-morning class.

Instead, he changed direction and headed towards the comprehensive building of the Management College.

The faculty office door was open.

Lu Jincheng knocked symbolically and was greeted by a sharp gaze.

"Xiao Lu, I remember you have a class today, what’s the matter?"

But this time, there were other teachers in the room, and Guo Minjie pulled out a chair and invited him in.

"Teacher Guo, I came to report on the progress of the entrepreneurial project."

"Come and sit down to talk about it."

The two were like the most familiar strangers, he was polite and courteous, she was formal and well-mannered.

As if that absurd night had never happened.