Chapter 017: The Goddess's Comeback, Breaking Free from the Right Hand

Li Huan nearly dropped his jaw in shock, especially when he saw Stinky Piggy making grasping gestures with both hands in front of him. He knew this female hooligan was up to no good. Hearing her say that Su Dieyi’s backside was perky and felt wonderful, Li Huan couldn't keep his composure!

“What are you trying to do?” Li Huan forced himself to suppress the impulse stirring in his chest, striving to maintain a shred of rationality lest he fall victim to Stinky Piggy’s mischief once again.

“Just look at you! Living with such a beautiful woman and you feel nothing? Don’t tell me you have a problem?” Stinky Piggy glanced down at Li Huan’s lower body; the little tent was still there.

Li Huan hurriedly covered himself with his hand, shot Stinky Piggy a glare, and said, “Whenever you call me ‘Brother Li Huan,’ I know trouble’s coming. Don’t drag me into this!”

“I’m telling you, Little Su Su is very gentle—she can cook, take care of the house, and roll into bed. Maybe she likes you! I’m helping you here, letting you win over the goddess and escape from relying on your right hand!” Stinky Piggy grinned wickedly, selling out her friend as easily as selling cabbages.

“I never knew women could be this shameless! Zhu Zhu, when you handle things yourself, do you use your middle finger?” Li Huan glanced at Stinky Piggy’s right hand; only her middle finger was bare, the others painted with bright polish.

“What do you mean?” Stinky Piggy hadn’t caught on yet, but after a moment, realization dawned. She was instantly furious, flipping Li Huan the middle finger and snapping, “I’m very pure, okay? Stinky Li Huan, you’re disgusting!”

She stomped hard and stormed out of Li Huan’s room, leaving him frustrated. Who was disgusting just now, anyway?

Once the program was installed, Li Huan logged into QQ and found a few emails—one from Fatty, his roommate, and another from Wang Lin. Both contained information about next week’s seminar.

Fatty had called once before, but Li Huan was working at the bar then and didn’t pay much attention. Now, with nothing else to do, he looked over the materials and realized the seminar was quite prestigious, inviting several senior professors from the college and executives from major enterprises. For fourth-year students like them, it was a golden opportunity to showcase their talent and make a name for themselves. If they earned the approval of those executives, it would benefit their future careers tremendously.

Before long, Stinky Piggy’s voice drifted from the room next door. Li Huan wasn’t interested in eavesdropping, but a single sentence nearly made him explode with anger.

Here’s the conversation between the two girls:

“Little Su Su, I have a secret to tell you—I saw Li Huan wet his bed!”

“What? Wet his bed? How did you see that?”

“Hmph, I wouldn’t care to see his little thing! I saw his sheets! And he sneaks peeks at adult magazines!”

“Oh, what’s that got to do with me?”

“How could it not matter to you? That proves he’s a normal man! Otherwise, if he liked men, you’d have no chance. Don’t worry, with me helping, just act a little sexy, wear a little less, and show off your chest and thighs now and then. I guarantee he’ll fall at your feet in no time!” Stinky Piggy already pictured Li Huan drooling as he ogled Su Dieyi’s body, and couldn’t help but let out a lewd laugh.

“Stinky Piggy, you’re talking nonsense! I’ve never worn a thong, and I wouldn’t wear a miniskirt so short it barely covers my butt like you do. It’s embarrassing!”

“I have plenty of thongs—I’ll give you a few. Just wear one for Stinky Li Huan and he’ll be conquered. Men are so easy to seduce, especially Li Huan, the big pervert. He just tried to sneak a peek at my chest!”

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Li Huan could no longer bear to listen. This was the greatest insult to his character—who said he was easy to seduce? Impossible! He was pure!

Unless... she tried wearing one...

Of course, Li Huan only thought this to himself. If Su Dieyi actually showed up wearing a thong, even if she did nothing else, Li Huan would surely be helpless before her thighs!

That afternoon, Stinky Piggy and Su Dieyi went out shopping together, while Li Huan stayed in his room organizing seminar materials. The bar job paid well enough, but it wasn’t a real profession and made no use of his university training. This seminar was a real opportunity, and he couldn’t afford to ignore it.

Li Huan was confident in his professional skills. He spent three hours preparing the materials, then played a game for a while. Near dinnertime, Su Dieyi returned from shopping and brought him dinner, touching him so deeply he almost felt compelled to offer himself in gratitude.

He had hoped to have dinner and chat with Su Dieyi about dreams and the future, but she unceremoniously retreated to her room, leaving Li Huan alone in the living room to nurse his disappointment.

After dinner, Li Huan tidied up briefly. Feeling bored, he was about to go online and play a game when he unexpectedly received a call from Sun Feifei, inviting him to meet.

Li Huan didn’t hesitate. Sun Feifei was a woman of skill and charisma, possessing a mature allure coveted by many men. Every gesture and word radiated her unique charm. Only Li Huan knew that outside of work, Sun Feifei was much more approachable. Her professional demeanor was nothing more than a façade.

Thinking it over, Li Huan took special care with his appearance, donning a fitted black shirt that gave him a mature air. To strangers, he looked far older than a fourth-year university student.

Aside from his age, Li Huan’s life experience lent him a depth and calmness uncommon among students—perhaps his greatest asset.

At half past seven, Li Huan arrived at the entrance of Lion Gate Court. The place was bustling with crowds. Lion Gate Court was the oldest and liveliest entertainment district in Zhonghai City. Its food street was renowned nationwide; whether day or night, foot traffic exceeded even Backstreet’s. Backstreet catered to urban professionals and the elite, but Lion Gate Court was geared toward the masses, with broad appeal and affordable prices, fueling its prosperity.

Li Huan waited at the corner and soon spotted Sophie, swinging a black leather bag. Her light blue one-piece dress hugged her figure perfectly—soft curves swaying with every step, her silhouette clear and enticing. Many nearby glanced at her discreetly, and the bolder ones even whistled at Sun Feifei as she passed.

Such is the advantage of beauty—no matter where she goes, she becomes the center of attention. Yet for some, it’s a curse; no one likes being watched like an exhibit on the street.

Sun Feifei, however, was unfazed, ignoring all the stares. Even when young men whistled and jeered, she paid them no mind, heading straight for Li Huan before stopping.

As the attention shifted to him, Li Huan felt a surge of embarrassment—not just from being “on display,” but also because Sun Feifei’s outfit was especially alluring. Her tight dress barely covered half her thighs, accentuating her figure: full, rounded chest, invitingly curved hips, a double-S silhouette that would devastate any homebody.

Such a powerful presence made Li Huan feel ashamed, almost reluctant to greet Sun Feifei—lest the men around curse him silently for impotence or infertility! Thankfully, he wasn't wearing his ostentatious Nike leisurewear; otherwise, he would have fled in panic.

“Hey, what’s this? We’re just out shopping. Why dress so provocatively? Are you trying to seduce your junior?” Li Huan rubbed his forehead, stealing a glance at Sun Feifei’s chest.

So pale, so tender, so soft!

Of course, this was only Li Huan’s mind translating visual impressions into tactile ones. The truth would only be known by touching, but he didn’t have the courage—he’d die miserably if he tried!

“Do I need to seduce you? With a wave of my hand, you’d obey me willingly!” Sun Feifei’s smile was radiant. Only when facing Li Huan did she let her guard down.

Sun Feifei didn’t mention last night, so Li Huan kept quiet too. He knew she was here because of what happened, but opening with that would spoil the mood, so they both stayed silent.

“I’m hungry, let’s get something to eat!” Sun Feifei gestured toward the food street. “Come on, join me.”

“Alright, let’s go.” Li Huan wasn’t very hungry, but Su Dieyi’s dinner had been small, so he could eat more.

As Li Huan turned to go, he suddenly felt his arm tighten—her delicate hand slipped through his arm, and something soft and full pressed against his elbow. Clearly, his earlier assessment of Sun Feifei’s chest was spot on.

“Still claim you’re not seducing your junior? You’re pretty direct!” Li Huan felt awkward but tried to act nonchalant. Usually he and Sun Feifei were casual together, but such intimate contact was new.

“What, is this bad?” Sun Feifei feigned surprise, as if she were merely treating Li Huan like a younger brother. She pouted, “What are you thinking? I don’t like older women chasing younger men. There’s just so many people—I don’t want you getting lost!”