Chapter 120: Whose Stockings?

Finally, the music ended, and Ding Heng sat back down next to Hua Qing.

Lin Man followed closely behind, returned to her seat, slightly out of breath, and took a big gulp of water.

"Everyone, please relax a bit today. I hope you don't mind, senior?"

"I don't mind..."

Hua Qing suppressed her discomfort and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

She lowered her head and continued eating, one bite after another, as if venting something.

Lin Man smiled slightly and said nothing more.

The party ended close to 10 p.m.

The crowd gradually dispersed, saying goodbye to each other at the hotel entrance.

Ding Heng put his arm around Hua Qing and asked, "Should we stay at the hotel or go back?"

Hua Qing didn't look at him; her voice was muffled.

"go back."

"Shall I take you?"

"Need not……"

After Hua Qing finished speaking, she went straight to the roadside, hailed a taxi, opened the door, and got in.

"Bang."

The door closed, and the car drove into the night.

Ding Heng watched the taxi disappear around the street corner. As soon as he turned around, he met a pair of foxy eyes.

Lin Man crossed her arms and looked at him with a smile: "I've taken care of it for you, what's in it for me?"

Ding Heng calmly replied, "Haven't I already given you the benefits? Aren't you happy to see Hua Qing get the short end of the stick?"

"Do I enjoy it?"

Lin Man blinked, looking completely innocent: "Wasn't it you who enjoyed it?"

"What other benefits do you want? Let me make this clear beforehand, I'm not giving you any photos or videos."

Ding Heng secretly chuckled to himself as he watched Lin Man putting on an act again.

Lin Man's eyes darted around: "Then help me make Hua Qing angry again."

Ding Heng feigned hesitation: "Wouldn't that be inappropriate? After all, I'm Hua Qing's boyfriend..."

Lin Man took a step closer, her fingers gently circling around Ding Heng's chest.

"Please help them out again!"

Her voice was soft and seductive, and her eyes were alluring.

Ding Heng suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Lin Man's hand.

Lin Man was startled and instinctively tried to pull back, but couldn't.

Ding Heng gave a half-smile: "How will you help? Where's your sincerity?"

"Sincerity...didn't I already show you that?"

Lin Man chuckled twice, and finally mustered all her strength to pull her hand back and take a step back.

Suddenly, she felt a sense of panic.

She did want to get revenge on Hua Qing, but she wasn't stupid enough to get herself involved.

Ding Heng stepped forward, looking down into Lin Man's eyes: "It's not convenient to talk in the hotel lobby, why don't you come back to my room with me to talk?"

Lin Man opened her mouth, about to refuse, but her thoughts suddenly stopped.

Then, Ding Heng gently embraced her, and they walked into the elevator together.

The elevator doors closed.

Outside the hotel, Hua Qing, who should have gotten into a taxi, turned back at some point and was standing behind a pillar, staring at the slowly closing elevator door.

How did Ding Heng and Lin Man get together?

Hua Qing couldn't understand it.

But that strange feeling in my heart grew stronger and stronger.

Inside the elevator, a system notification popped into Ding Heng's mind.

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 72%]

Wow, it really works!

The elevator stopped on the 27th floor.

The door opened, and Ding Heng walked out.

Lin Man was still standing in the elevator, motionless.

Ding Heng turned around and waved to her.

"Anyway, thank you for today. I might need your help again in the future."

Lin Man's eyes were lifeless, and she did not answer.

The elevator doors slowly closed, and the numbers jumped down one floor at a time.

Upon arriving on the first floor, the door opened.

Lin Man stepped out of the elevator and returned to her original position. Her thoughts returned to normal, and she looked around blankly.

Where is Ding Heng?

Weren't you just here a moment ago?

What was his last thing to say? He invited me to come up for a chat?

It's like a toad trying to eat swan meat!

……

Another weekend has arrived.

Four o'clock in the afternoon, at the Dance Academy of Hunan Normal University.

The rehearsal wasn't over yet; there was still an hour before get out of class ended.

Lin Man came out of the dressing room, now dressed in her everyday clothes.

A short black cashmere sweater, a dark gray short skirt, and a light long trench coat.

She wore black stockings over her shapely, long thighs. The stockings had a smooth, glossy sheen and some letter patterns on her calves. She then paired them with black Martin boots.

As she walked out carrying her bag, a teammate couldn't help but tease her, "Wow! Lin Man, Balenciaga black stockings? You've really gone all out, are you planning to let some guy tear them up for fun?"

Aside from Hua Qing, the women in the dance troupe are all incredibly savvy when it comes to telling dirty jokes!

Lin Man turned around, smiling seductively, "You have such good taste! I have another new pair in my bag, do you want to take them back and have your man tear them?"

"Get lost! You can keep it yourself!"

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd until a clear, cold voice rang out.

"Lin Man".

"team leader?"

Lin Man stopped and turned around.

Hua Qing stood in the center of the rehearsal hall, expressionless.

"If you want to leave, then leave. Don't bother others."

Lin Man blinked and smiled innocently.

"Okay, Captain. Bye-bye, Captain."

She waved and walked out of the rehearsal hall, her smile slowly widening.

These past few days, she could clearly sense that Hua Qing's attitude towards her was more disgusted than before, probably still harboring resentment about her dancing with Ding Heng.

The more Hua Qing targets him, the more she cares.

A surge of joy welled up in Lin Man's heart He couldn't help but start to wonder—would it be possible to keep annoying Hua Qing as long as he seduced Ding Heng?

Maybe I can give her a good thrashing before she goes to the Beijing Dance Academy and vent my anger.

But then I thought about it again and hesitated.

That man, Ding Heng, doesn't look like a good guy.

I hope I won't get myself into trouble.

She walked down the stairs, lost in thought.

Stepping out of the building, I saw a familiar Changan parked by the roadside in the distance.

The car window was half open, and Ding Heng was sitting in the driver's seat, looking down at his phone.

Here to pick up Hua Qing again...

Lin Man paused in her steps.

She remembered that Ding Heng had sent her a message out of the blue this morning.

[Ding Heng]: I will come to pick up Hua Qing around 4 PM.

Just this one sentence.

She didn't reply at the time.

But now...

Lin Man glanced down and saw that her legs were covered in highly recognizable Balenciaga black stockings with the lettering.

Although she sometimes dresses in a sexy style, she usually doesn't wear such flamboyant clothes. These black stockings were a free gift from the sales assistant.

But after receiving Ding Heng's message in the morning, she inexplicably put it on.

Lin Man hesitated for a few seconds, took a deep breath, walked over, and plopped down in the passenger seat of the Chang'an.

Ding Heng turned his head and asked jokingly, "Did you get on the wrong bus?"

Lin Man leaned back in her chair. Crossing his legs: "You texted me this morning, weren't you just waiting for me to get on the bus?"

"Have you figured it out?"

"Are you really willing to help me disgust Hua Qing?"

"What do you mean by disgusting... I'm Hua Qing's boyfriend, I wouldn't go out of my way to disgust her. But if you want to do something, I won't stop you."

What do you want?

Ding Heng's gaze slowly moved down from Lin Man's face, finally landing on her thighs covered in black stockings.

"That depends on what you can offer."

He reached out and gently touched Lin Man's black-stockinged thigh, starting to lightly... .

Lin Man's body stiffened slightly, but she did not dodge.

Ding Heng cannot hypnotize a person for long, but he can amplify a certain obsession.

Lin Man wouldn't normally go to such lengths to retaliate against Hua Qing.

However, she had a persistent obsession, and after Ding Heng amplified it that night, that obsession had now swelled to the point that she would allow Ding Heng to do something outrageous.

Ding Heng also wanted to use her to see if he could help Hua Qing's romantic progress advance another wave.

Lin Man felt the man's rough hands, but instead of resisting, she asked coquettishly, "Whose legs feel better, mine or Hua Qing's?"

"Each has its own merits."

Ding Heng's hands didn't stop moving.

"Hua Qing's is too thin, and all she has are hard muscles. She's good for looking at, but not for touching. Yours is a bit fleshy, and it feels much better to touch."

He gave a serious evaluation, adding a final sentence.

"I reckon it'll be easy to use."

"Ugh~"

Lin Man gently shoved Ding Heng.

Her obsession with revenge against Hua Qing prompted her to move her legs closer to Ding Heng, making it easier for him to knead her.

The next second, Ding Heng suddenly exerted force on his hand.

"Sizzle—"

A tear appeared in the black stockings.

Lin Man complained in a coquettish voice, "It's over a thousand yuan! What are you doing?!"

Ding Heng chuckled: "Isn't this thing just for tearing?"

Lin Man snorted softly, took off her Martin boots, lifted her leg, and slowly pulled off the torn black stockings.

The movements were slow and alluring.

Finally, she crumpled the removed stockings into a ball and tossed them under the passenger seat: "Do you think Hua Qing will notice later?"

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow: "Do you want her to find out?"

Lin Man curled her lips into a smile, then took off another pair of black stockings and threw them under the seat, before glancing at the time.

"My senior should be coming down soon, I'll go first."

She opened the car door, just about to get out.

"Smack."

Ding Heng raised his hand and slapped her bare thigh without any mercy.

A crisp sound.

Lin Man winced in pain and let out a soft moan.

She turned around and glared at Ding Heng resentfully.

"Ouch!"

Ding Heng smiled.

"I'm leaving you a mark, now go."

"snort……"

Lin Man rubbed her thigh, looking quite aggrieved.

After getting off the car, he had only taken a few steps when Hua Qing came out of the building, and the two bumped into each other.

Hua Qing paused, her gaze falling on Lin Man.

She glanced at Lin Man's face, then at her legs.

The black stockings were nowhere to be found, and there was a clear handprint on her left thigh.

Hua Qing frowned slightly: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Lin Man replied casually, "Something came up, are you worried about me, senior?"

Hua Qing scoffed and ignored her, heading straight for Ding Heng's Chang'an.

"Let's go, take me home to shower first."

Ding Heng started the car and slowly drove away.

Hua Qing leaned back in her chair, gazing out the window without saying a word.

Ding Heng didn't say anything, focusing on driving.

A moment later, Hua Qing suddenly looked down, her gaze falling on the area under the seat: "This is...?"

Ding Heng glanced at it and calmly said, "Oh, Yan hope probably dropped it by accident."

Hua Qing reached out and picked it up. The letter pattern on it was clearly visible, and it was still warm to the touch.

"Does Yan hope also wear this kind of thing?"

"Occasionally, you can try it too, senior."

"I'm not wearing it..."

Hua Qing looked disdainful, recalling Lin Man, whom she had just met.

The black stockings were gone, and there was a clear handprint on her left thigh.

Who could have done it?

The strange feeling in Hua Qing's heart grew stronger and stronger.

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 73%]

Ding Heng stared blankly at the numbers flashing through his mind and continued driving.