Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right? Chapter 925 - 376: Love Sealed with Ye Jinyan, A Surging Pro

Ye Jinyan’s face suddenly felt a burning sensation.

The reason she initially got this book was twofold: she was genuinely interested in the book, and she’d never let anyone enter her room before—not even Ye Yuting had set foot in here.

But tonight, on a whim, she completely forgot about it.

Yet now, she couldn’t just freeze up here, so she could only pretend to be nonchalant and said, "Well... a thousand Hamlets exist in a thousand people’s eyes."

"Many people believe this book is about the Imperial Uncle, but in my view, it actually depicts the very genuine street life of the Ming Dynasty."

"In comparison, I don’t hold ’Dream of the Red Chamber’ in such high regard, while I think ’The Golden Lotus’ is a true classic of human experience because every character in it is depicted very realistically, reflecting real society even today, prompting deep reflection."

Zhang Jingdong noticed Ye Jinyan’s panic and held back his laughter, nodding in deep agreent.

"The first ti I read it, it felt very imperial, the second ti felt the sa, and the third ti still felt imperial..."

Seeing that Ye Jinyan’s expression was about to change, he quickly added, "But by the fourth ti I read it, I suddenly felt what you just said—the fate of every character felt very real, and even many people and things around found their prototypes in this book."

Only then did Ye Jinyan’s expression clear up.

But Zhang Jingdong suddenly added, "However... your edition is illustrated, so you must have learned so basics of that aspect, right?"

"You..."

Ye Jinyan, too shy, was a bit annoyed, "You’re really annoying, I did not learn! At that ti, this was the only version I could find. I... Hey, what are you doing..."

Before she could finish, Zhang Jingdong picked her up by the waist.

First, he kicked the light switch with his foot, then made his way directly to the chaise longue on the balcony.

At this mont, outside, the once calm West Lake suddenly stirred, and at so point, the moon had vanished from the sky.

Zhang Jingdong laid Ye Jinyan horizontally on the chaise longue, sitting next to her, lifting her delicate chin with his hand.

"Now I just want to ask you one question, do you like ?"

Ye Jinyan, out of shyness and annoyance, shook her head directly, "No!"

"Wrong answer, I’ll give you another chance!"

Ye Jinyan was montarily speechless, "Is sothing wrong with your head? There’s actually a correct answer to this question?"

Zhang Jingdong nodded earnestly, "Of course, if you answer correctly, your first lesson will feel like the gentle breeze and vibrant spring."

"But if you insist on the wrong answer, your first lesson will be a stormy night, sleepless and restless."

"So, I’ll ask you again, do you like ?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Jinyan stubbornly shook her head, "...No!"

Zhang Jingdong instantly burst out laughing, "Turns out you like this style. Alright then, I’ll fulfill this wish of yours!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning flashed outside.

Soon, a torrential rain poured down, almost flooding the calm West Lake—like water breaching the Kingsoft.

Five minutes later, Zhang Jingdong finally completed all preparations and began the lesson officially.

"Congratulations to the host on successfully making creative contact with the target and earning 30 goodwill points, with a reward of 50 million yuan!"

Ten minutes later, after Zhang Jingdong finished teaching Ye Jinyan her first yoga move, he found her staring directly at him.

He imdiately asked, "How about it, is this teaching thod acceptable to you?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Jinyan turned guest into host and, as if a teacher checking a student’s howork, said, "...it’s alright."

Imdiately, Zhang Jingdong’s competitiveness was triggered by her words, and he increased the difficulty of the knowledge points again.

Ten minutes later, he found Ye Jinyan still staring directly at him.

He couldn’t help but hesitate, "Does this knowledge point still feel within your range of tolerance?"

Ye Jinyan’s gaze was calm as water, "...it’s okay."

"Alright..."

This awoke the martial arts master’s instinct in Zhang Jingdong, and he unleashed his lifelong mastery of the ’Nine Dragons One Return Technique.’

Half an hour later, as Zhang Jingdong executed the ultimate move in this set—the Helical Style, Ye Jinyan finally closed her eyes.

Zhang Jingdong finally breathed a little easier, then imparted two more very important knowledge points to her.

Near 1 a.m., Zhang Jingdong finally finished the first lesson.

And by now, Ye Jinyan had been utterly conquered by him.

Although during the first half of the class, she acted aloof and even stubbornly claid Zhang Jingdong’s teaching quality was average, during the second half, when Zhang Jingdong exhibited his exclusive mastery, she finally couldn’t withstand it.

There was no choice, Zhang Jingdong’s teaching thods were just too rich!

In the end, she even couldn’t help but use practical actions to express her evaluation of Zhang Jingdong’s lesson.

Simultaneously, she completely understood what Zhang Jingdong ant by saying, "I’m not unfaithful because I’m fickle; it’s because I’m too powerful in that regard."

Previously, although she had never taken related courses before, being a woman who had read ’The Golden Lotus,’ she knew that other teachers’ lessons typically lasted only seven or eight minutes, at most a dozen to twenty minutes.

But Zhang Jingdong taught her for over an hour in this session, and the knowledge points covered were far beyond her capacity to absorb.

At this mont, she almost shed all her reservedness, leaning quietly on Zhang Jingdong’s shoulder.

While Zhang Jingdong gazed at her pretty face with a fond expression.

As is well known, two monts are when a woman is most beautiful: one when she looks back with a charming smile, and the other after a night of shared intimacy.

Affectionate and tender, yet full of myriad charms.

At this mont, Zhang Jingdong gently pinched her chin, "Do you like now?"

Ye Jinyan was no longer the aloof and confident heiress, but rather a newly-wedded young bride.

She bit her lip, both shy and pleased, "...I do."