Dressed in a gray short-sleeved shirt, black pants, and black-and-white striped sneakers, I squatted quietly at the street corner in cheap street-vendor clothes, watching passing beauties. Of course, at the mall entrance, I was occasionally mistaken for a suspicious person. But since I hadn’t done anything outrageous, security guards just pretended to patrol, walking past me now and then. Honestly, I didn’t care. Compared to those guards, the beauties were far easier on the eyes. They wore very short skirts, their smooth, fair thighs exposed to the air. Sometimes, I’d even unintentionally catch a glimpse of their panties. Well, for me, girls’ real charm lay in sexy black-stockinged thighs—hips and breasts were just accessories.
I didn’t know how long I’d been squatting when my phone suddenly rang. The colorful screen showed the caller’s name: Fenghuo Qianyuan, with her photo below. She was that mature, sisterly type of girl—with full breasts, slender fair thighs, and a stunning face that could rival any internet celebrity or star. Worse, she was like a little devil who saw right through people’s hearts. By our third day of contact, she’d already figured out all my interests and preferences. Not a single secret remained. Truthfully, I was a little scared of her. I never knew when her temptation might make me lose my mind and do something irreversible. Back at our first meeting, she’d seemed so pure and kind. What had changed her? I couldn’t understand.
“Boss! You haven’t called me in ages,” came a coquettish, intoxicating voice from the phone. “I’m upset. You’re even neglecting the new café.”
“Aren’t you handling it?” I covered my head, feeling melancholic. This temptation would cause trouble sooner or later.
“Do you trust me that much, Boss? We’ve known each other less than a month.”
“Mm. Completely.”
“Hmph. So this is what they call a playboy. But I like it—you’re capable yet not arrogant. What should I do, Boss? I think I’m falling for you.” Her voice was breathy, like a moan, impossible to resist. Young passersby gathered around; some even squatted beside me just to listen.
“Bro, is this your girlfriend? Her voice is amazing,” said a young man in a blue checkered cap, lighting a cigarette for me with a grin. “Have a smoke. Take your time.” I ignored him, cigarette dangling from my lips, and kept talking to Qianyuan.
“I have a fiancée.”
“If he dumps you, I’ll marry you, girl!” Six voices chimed in—unnoticed, a circle of men had surrounded us.
“Who’s talking?” Fenghuo Qianyuan’s voice turned teasing. “Could Boss be rejecting me because… you like men?”
“Bullshit. I only like girls.” Annoyed, I waved the crowd away and strode onto the wide road.
“Pfft. Who knows your real thoughts, Boss?”
“So, what do you want? I’m hanging up if it’s nothing.”
“Your attitude’s awful, Boss. Hmph.” I felt my tone was already decent. Any worse, and I might’ve beaten up that whole circle of guys.
“Just some unpleasant stuff happened. Nothing to do with you.” Bored, I squatted at the corner admiring beauties, suspended from school for fighting after less than a month.
“School trouble? I heard a student got suspended recently. Wouldn’t happen to be you, Boss?” Your intel’s scarily sharp. With her, a few words and anyone would spill everything.
“Mm.” I stopped walking and replied softly. The sky was so blue, the city so vast—yet my world felt utterly empty.
“Ta-da! Boss, you’re so lucky! I just won two swimming pool tickets. Don’t know who to invite…”
“Any café waitress will do.” I was interested, but Fenghuo Qianyuan was already criminally tempting. If I went, I might not resist her.
“Pfft! Are you mad? Don’t you worry about me? What if some stranger harasses me at the pool!”
“Not going.” If I refused, she wouldn’t dare go alone. She knew her own allure better than anyone.
“Whimpering… I’ve worked my butt off for you, Boss. No reward? I’m quitting. I’m not happy.”
“…”
“I really will quit. You’re tired of me anyway. Staying near you just earns your hate. So this is my last request: come to the pool with me.” Headache. I was completely helpless against her. Soft tactics failed, so she went softer—acting pitiful, being cute, offering perks. She had every trick. Enough already.
“Fine. I’ll go.”
“Mhm mhm! Boss is the best!”
