After Being Betrayed I Married the Glamorous CEO-Chapter 202: Master, am I beautiful or not?

Shen Fanyun’s eyes snapped open. He looked dubiously at Li Huanhuan, who was inches away, her features well-defined and her large eyes undeniably adorable.

He had only agreed to be Li Huanhuan’s so-called master for Su Xiyang’s sake, planning to just brush her off with a few casual words. After all, the path of Martial Arts wasn’t something one could master just by being stubborn. At the end of the day, talent was all that mattered.

Shen Fanyun had assessed Li Huanhuan’s talent. It wasn’t just mediocre; it was thoroughly mediocre, only slightly better than the aptitude of an ordinary person. In other words, Li Huanhuan didn’t even have the qualifications to take the first step onto the path of Martial Arts. This realization extinguished any desire he might have had to teach her. It wasn’t that he was trying to hide his skills; Li Huanhuan simply wasn’t cut out for it.

He planned to humor her a few times until she figured it out for herself and naturally backed down when faced with the difficulty. If he were to be frank, Shen Fanyun was afraid of hurting her self-esteem. After all, girls tend to be thin-skinned.

But unexpectedly, Li Huanhuan had just suggested that a kiss could serve as her tuition fee? This tuition is a bit too generous.

"Really?" Shen Fanyun asked, his eyes crinkling into a smile as he stared at her. Without waiting for a reply, he leaned his face forward, offering his left cheek as if to say, "Come on, give Grandpa a kiss."

Li Huanhuan was speechless. "..."

"You lecher! You sleaze! Xi Yan’s assessment of you wasn’t exaggerated at all. The second you see a beautiful woman, you’re rooted to the spot!" Li Huanhuan fumed, her brows furrowed in annoyance.

What is this all about? I’m his disciple, and he even acknowledged it. So why isn’t he teaching me martial arts properly? What’s with all these dirty thoughts in his head? Kiss this, kiss that... Kiss what, his head or his *other* head? Disgusting!

"If you don’t want to kiss, then forget it," Shen Fanyun said, turning his back to her and deciding to go to sleep. There was no point in wasting time on a brat like her. Now it was Li Huanhuan’s turn to be at a loss.

She was obsessed with martial arts and dreamed of becoming the world’s number one heroine. Now that she’d finally found an incredibly powerful master, how could she give up halfway?

Maybe I should just kiss him? It’s not like I’ll lose a piece of me. The loss would be negligible.

"Master, Master!" Li Huanhuan, now barefoot, hopped onto the bed and scooted over to him, leaning close to his face. "Alright, alright, I’ll kiss you," she pouted.

Shen Fanyun fell silent. "..."

A pleasant fragrance wafted over him. Mint? Cool and refreshing. This girl used mint-flavored toothpaste this morning; it smells amazing! Just a whiff of her breath seemed to clear his mind.

"I’m ready. Are you going to kiss me, or should I kiss you?" Li Huanhuan asked. She sat with her hands behind her back, her eyes squeezed shut.

Shen Fanyun was baffled. "???"

Surely she won’t go this far? Making such a huge sacrifice for so-called martial arts? But seeing Li Huanhuan up close, her face really is smooth and flawless, as exquisitely crafted as a porcelain doll.

"Ahem." Shen Fanyun coughed and waved a hand dismissively. "Enough, enough, I was just joking with you. We can work on it after I’ve had some rest. For now, go and play by yourself."

"You’ve agreed to teach me?" Li Huanhuan’s large eyes sparkled with delight.

"I agreed the moment I let you call me Master," Shen Fanyun said. "What kind of question is that?"

He rolled over again, turning his back to her. This girl is too tempting. At such a close distance, I’m afraid I won’t be able to contain my inner fire. I might just transform into a beast and pin her beneath me.

"You’re so kind, Master. You’re the best man in the whole world, hee hee." Li Huanhuan beamed, showering him with praise, completely oblivious to the fact that just a minute ago, she’d been silently cursing him as an old perv and a dirty scoundrel. A woman’s mood certainly changes faster than one can flip through a book.

"Well, I’m going to take a shower now. No peeking, okay?" Li Huanhuan said as she stood up.

Shen Fanyun was bewildered. "???"

Why would I peek? Am I that kind of person? If I were going to look, I’d do it openly. What’s the point of peeking?

Seeing his strange expression, Li Huanhuan teased, "What’s the matter? You want to join me?"

Shen Fanyun was exasperated. "..."

Dammit, I just want to get some sleep. Why is this so miserable? Is Li Huanhuan doing this on purpose?

"If you don’t watch your mouth, something bad is really going to happen," Shen Fanyun warned, pulling the blanket over his head. I won’t look, and I won’t listen! That should solve it.

Li Huanhuan burst out laughing. Then, with her bare foot, she suddenly kicked the lump under the blanket that was Shen Fanyun’s butt. "Ooh, it’s quite firm."

Shen Fanyun stiffened. "..."

"I heard that men with big butts are... well-endowed."

Shen Fanyun froze again. "..." His temper flared. He desperately wanted to grab Li Huanhuan and give her butt a good, hard spanking for being so annoying!

"Hee hee." Seeing the look on his face change, Li Huanhuan quickly jumped off the bed. With a whoop, she made a swift escape.

The disturbance completely washed away Shen Fanyun’s drowsiness. His whole body felt restless, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at him. He unlocked his phone and saw that a number of messages had piled up over the past two days, mostly from Lin Meiqing.

"Xiao Shen, Jiajia has a team-building event today. I’ll be back around midnight. Are you coming?"

"Xiao Shen, I bought new leggings today, in your favorite color. ;)"

"Xiao Shen, are you dead? Why aren’t you replying to my messages? I’m angry!"

It was clear that his prolonged silence had made Lin Meiqing increasingly irritable, a fact punctuated by a long row of angry emojis she had sent. Shen Fanyun broke into a cold sweat. Is this woman missing a screw? If I don’t reply to her texts, doesn’t she know she can call me?

"Auntie, I’ve been busy recently. I just saw your messages," he typed, offering a weak excuse.

"Scram! Go die!"

Shen Fanyun stared at the screen. "???" He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. This was the first time he’d witnessed Lin Meiqing truly angry, and that temper of hers was really something. Anyone who didn’t know better would think she’d been terribly wronged.

"Auntie, my fault, my fault. I’ll pay more attention in the future and try to reply to every message. By the way, why didn’t you call me?" Shen Fanyun typed back earnestly.

"I was afraid calling would disrupt your work," she replied, along with a sighing emoji.

"What’s wrong? You miss me?" Shen Fanyun typed, pressing his luck.

"Mhm."

"Then I’ll find some time to come see you in the next couple of days."

By the time Shen Fanyun put his phone down, Li Huanhuan had finished her shower. She walked out with her hair wrapped in a towel, steam wafting off her body. Her long, slender legs glowed with a rosy, porcelain hue.

He swallowed hard. A true goddess emerging from the bath!

"Hee hee." Li Huanhuan’s eyes twinkled as she reached down to stroke her own thigh. "Master, is your disciple pretty?"

Shen Fanyun was silent for a moment. "..."

"Very pretty!" he answered truthfully.

"My girlfriends all say I’m pretty, too," Li Huanhuan said with a smile.

Shen Fanyun sighed. Such a beautiful girl, and she’s a lesbian. What a pity!