Addiction - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Three days later, after finishing a set of photos with a male model, I looked them over and found fault no matter how I looked.

Out of nowhere, I thought of Huo Ren.

Sitting on the floor, I sent him a message: Professor Huo, would you do me the honor of having coffee with me?

It was rare for me to be this proper, but Huo Ren clearly had no intention of humoring me. The message sank without a trace. I sighed and put my phone away.

I stayed busy until evening. Only when I picked up my phone did I see the message he had sent: Perfect timing. I have something to ask you.

I waited for Huo Ren at a cafe near the studio.

He was wearing a long camel coat, the clean line of his jaw resting against the edge of his turtleneck. As always, he looked refined and untouchable.

“Sit.” I was holding my camera, reviewing the shots I had taken, and greeted him simply.

Huo Ren sat down across from me.

He was obviously fed up with me, but he still had the manners to wait until I finished looking through the photos.

I deliberately showed him the male model’s photos and asked with a serious expression, “How are they?”

Huo Ren glanced at the photos, then looked away unnaturally.

“They’re good.”

I sighed. “If you were the model, they’d be even better.”

Huo Ren probably remembered the last time I had asked to take artistic portraits of him. Restraint tightened between his brows.

I pretended not to notice and commented, “Your body is better than his. I like yours more.”

The server happened to bring over his coffee. Huo Ren politely reached out to take it, but when he heard me, his hand trembled slightly.

“Miss Jiang,” Huo Ren called me, finally unable to endure it any longer. “Are you always this frivolous?”

I tilted my head and thought about it. “Not always. It depends on the person. For example, you.”

“Then I’m honored.” His lips curved in mockery.

“Then would Professor Huo like to reconsider my proposal?”

Huo Ren leaned back and gave a faint curl of his lips. “Don’t even think about it.”

“Oh.” I was deeply disappointed. “I thought you came to see me because you’d agreed. What a waste of happiness.”

“I heard Student Jiang and Student Zhou are planning to suspend their studies. Was that your idea?”

“Yes.” I nodded. “They probably went home to have the baby.”

“Why?”

I smiled, propping my chin on my hand as I looked at him. “Professor Huo, you may be a noble-minded educator devoted to teaching and guiding young minds, but you still can’t stop students from being swept away by passion, baring themselves to each other, and exploring the mysteries of life.”

Suppressing his discomfort, Huo Ren tried to persuade me. “For the sake of their futures, they could make a better choice.”

I knew that, as a professor of lofty morals, he was more inclined to have them terminate the pregnancy first and focus on their studies so their prospects would not be delayed.

“How about this? I won’t take artistic portraits of you anymore. Let me take one photo of you right now, and I’ll go back and try to persuade them.” I lifted my camera.

Huo Ren’s composure cracked, and his brows drew together sharply.

Someone like him had probably never encountered a woman as shameless as me before. For a moment, he lost his cool.

I smiled and said, “Don’t worry. It won’t be for commercial use. I’ll simply keep it for my own personal enjoyment.”

“Is this a kink?” His tone was laced with sarcasm.

“Of course not. I don’t have a hobby of collecting men. It’s just that Professor Huo…”

My gaze roamed over him without restraint, and I said slowly, “is simply too pleasing to the eye.”