Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 222 - 171. Embrace the Heat

Chapter 222: 171. Embrace the Heat

The sound of water in the bathroom was incessant.

The frosted glass on the door reflected a silhouette, with the curves of a woman’s body vaguely visible, slowly blending into the steamy mist.

When Guo Minjie sat back down in front of Lu Jincheng, drenched, she had clearly become much more relaxed.

"Here, drink some tea to cool down."

Lu Jincheng arranged the two tea cups together with a smile, the fragrance of the tea was pleasant.

Outside the house, it was pitch black, the night tranquil; the two of them sat back down on the living room sofa, enjoying the serenity of the moment.

Guo Minjie took a sip of her tea, holding the warm cup in her hands, and spaced out for a while.

"Does it feel completely different?"

Lu Jincheng raised his eyebrows, continuing the topic from before the bath.

"..."

The young woman remained silent.

"I cuff your wrists and put a mask on your face, securely tying you up, leaving you no choice, no way to flee. It’s not because I can derive much pleasure from it, but to make you see the reality."

"To reveal another world to you, to acquaint you with the real you. All your repression, all your dissatisfaction, all your choices, all your persistence, and all your needs, they all ultimately point to that singular point, our answer."

"...."

Guo Minjie seemed deep in thought, a complex light flickering in her eyes.

She hugged her arms, wearing only a housecoat that barely served as a bathrobe.

Despite Lu Jincheng’s ulterior motives and possessiveness, he had after all not lied to her.

The power of truth is immense.

From the various micro-expressions of the counselor, he detected a hint of something.

For so long, she seemed to finally begin accepting his will.

"Sometimes, I really can’t figure it out,"

Guo Minjie lifted her chin and squeezed out a smile, staring intently at Lu Jincheng’s expression, curious.

"All this stuff, one set after another, where did you learn it from?"

She let go of the arms wrapped around her chest, her fingers threaded through her thick black hair, combing from front to back, as if untangling some mental knot.

"Are all your moves planned in advance like this?"

Guo Minjie was no impressionable young girl.

She thought about right and wrong, she would replay actions, and she would weigh the other’s intentions.

In her eyes, each of Lu Jincheng’s advances seemed to have a clear direction.

First, using the influence of alcohol to blur the lines and coax someone into bed, then creating opportunities for advances in the car, until today, when he switched tactics and began a verbal assault on the heart.

Whether it was verbal techniques or methods, the skill involved was astonishing...

Everything was filled with a sense of discordance, not at all things a university student should be capable of.

Where on earth did he learn all this?

He was only eighteen!

Could it be that he grew up amongst women?

"Yes and no."

Lu Jincheng nodded then shook his head.

"What do you mean?"

Guo Minjie asked.

The man thought for a few seconds, then pointed towards the painting hanging on the living room wall.

"Like this painting you bought as a backdrop, do you know its style?"

"Impressionism, a copy of Monet’s work, ’Impression, Sunrise’."

"Then, do you think you can articulate what’s so good about every stroke of Monet’s brushwork?"

"Nonsense, I understand literary appreciation, not some kind of artist."

Guo Minjie pouted her lips, looking at the painting not far away, and naturally shook her head.

"That’s right, we can’t,"

Lu Jincheng continued.

"The beauty of art is perceived through our vision, thought, and experience, and so are the needs of our body."

"We shouldn’t suppress ourselves, convince ourselves that those things aren’t important when, in fact, some needs are just like beauty."

"Whether you admit it or not, it’s there."

"So, you and I just need to gaze at our own feelings, that’s enough."

"Like just now?"

Guo Minjie took over the conversation, her eyes featuring a dawning realization, her polished legs crossed one over the other, turning her head to the side.

"Right."

She had grasped something.

Mr. Lu nodded approvingly with a smile, leaning towards her and reaching out to embrace her soft waist.

"Every release, every bit of joy, your focus on them will reveal the real you. We’ve placed too many chains and masks on ourselves, forgetting what we’re truly supposed to be."

"It’s the first time I see you being so patient..."

Guo Minjie squinted her eyes, the corners of her lips curved, and her gaze was picturesque.

"With all that you’ve said, and all the time you’ve spent persuading me, you must be feeling quite frustrated tonight, huh?"

"Not at all, I’m not some green kid desperate for meat, I’m in no rush."

Lu Jincheng traced her neck with his index finger, then her collarbone, then her shoulder, arm, and finally, clasped her wrist, as white as jade.

"Oh, why didn’t you say that in the car?"

Guo Minjie remained still, merely tilting her body slightly, locking eyes with him.

Mr. Lu noticed that the look she gave him was entirely different from the one during their first drunken pleasure.

And it was also different from the slightly resistant one from last time.

Due to various factors – age, status, cognizance, habits... she still had a bit of resistance at the start.

But through Lu Jincheng’s unique level of physical and emotional simultaneous attack, her preconceived notions were gradually crumbling, dissipating, and restructuring.

She began to nurture curiosity, to explore reality, to release herself, even feeling a tentative sense of anticipation.

She had embraced the other side of herself that was being unearthed, and likewise, she looked forward to seeing the other side of Lu Jincheng, the side that demands.

"In the car, it had to be quick and decisive, otherwise I was afraid you couldn’t handle it."