C11 Could It be That She Was Impotent?

"Director Shen..."

As Shen Juchuan stepped out of the restroom, a beautiful woman was already waiting nearby. She twirled her finger on his chest, her voice sweet and coy, "Director Shen, you came yesterday, called for me, and then suddenly left on your own. That's so mean!"

But Shen Juchuan wasn't having any of it. He brushed her aside and prepared to leave.

Unwilling to give up, the woman bit her lip and clung to his arm, "Director Shen~ Did you drink too much and not recognize me? Let me take you to Mr. Wang!"

"Get lost!"

The alcohol was hitting hard, and Shen Juchuan rubbed his forehead, closing his eyes to clear his head. His words were blunt, with no hint of sympathy.

Perhaps fearing that her persistence would only anger him further, the woman hesitated for a moment before waving her hand dismissively and leaving gracefully.

Meanwhile, Su Xiaoyu, who had been hiding nearby hoping to witness something scandalous, felt a mix of emotions. Such a beautiful woman throwing herself at him—any man would be thrilled, right? Even if she, Su Xiaoyu, were in his place, she might not be able to resist such charm!

Could it be that Shen Juchuan is... not interested in women?

Su Xiaoyu's wild imagination once again led her to a bizarre conclusion.

But as she stood there in a daze, Shen Juchuan had already closed the distance between them in a few quick strides.

The intoxicating mix of alcohol and a musky cologne was dangerously alluring. When Su Xiaoyu snapped back to reality, Shen Juchuan's face was just inches from hers.

A low chuckle escaped him, "Do you really like following me around?"

Su Xiaoyu's cheeks flushed, and she retorted indignantly, "Who likes following you!"

Shen Juchuan advanced, forcing Su Xiaoyu to retreat until she backed into the wall, with nowhere left to escape.

As Su Xiaoyu braced herself for Shen Juchuan to tease her again, he unexpectedly straightened up, frowning. "Why is your chest so small? It's hard to tell the front from the back."

American food just doesn't compare to the delicacies back home. Looks like I'll have to take care of her for a while before making a move, he thought.

Su Xiaoyu crossed her arms over her chest, seething with anger. "Shen Juchuan, you pervert! No wonder you can't last or get it up. Serves you right!"

"Can't last? Can't get it up?" Shen Juchuan repeated her words with a cold chuckle, his eyes darkening but still glinting with a hint of amusement.

He hoisted Su Xiaoyu over his shoulder. "Seems like I can't be too nice to you. If I don't prove myself today, my reputation might be ruined by you!"

"Ah! Let me go... let me go..." Su Xiaoyu protested, struggling against his shoulder.

Ignoring her flailing, Shen Juchuan decided against his earlier plan to wait. To reclaim his pride, he figured he might as well deal with Su Xiaoyu today. This girl needs to stop jumping to conclusions!

Next to the bar, there was always a hotel, ready to provide a convenient spot for such encounters, all consensual, of course.

When Shen Juchuan carried Su Xiaoyu into the hotel, they bypassed the front desk and went straight to the private elevator leading to his regularly reserved presidential suite.

He tossed her into the master bathroom and stood at the door. "You can decide whether to wash yourself or if you want me to help," he said with a raised eyebrow. "I wouldn't mind a bath together."

"Jerk! Shameless! Pervert!" Su Xiaoyu shouted, using the harshest words her upbringing allowed.

With a loud slam, she shut and locked the bathroom door.

Staring at the key wobbling in the lock outside the bathroom door, Shen Juchuan decided it was best not to alert her, avoiding unnecessary trouble for himself.

"The security here is pretty tight. I've already set up restrictions when I came in. If you try to leave through the front door, every alarm in the house will go off, and the front desk will be notified. If you don't want to make headlines with me tomorrow, you might want to reconsider breaking out."

Of course, these words were just Shen Juchuan's way of bluffing Su Xiaoyu, to prevent her from escaping. If she didn't fall for it, he would have to applaud her for her slightly improved intelligence.

Planning to freshen up while Su Xiaoyu considered her options, Shen Juchuan headed to the guest bathroom. He couldn't stand the heavy makeup smell from the women at the bar.

After a refreshing shower, with droplets still clinging to the ends of his hair, Shen Juchuan wrapped a white towel around his waist, revealing his well-defined abs and enticing V-line.

He walked to the master bedroom, noticing the bathroom door was still closed. Leaning against the doorframe, he tapped the door lightly three times and said, "I'm done with my shower. Aren't you going to take yours? Or are you planning to invite me in to help?"

"Get lost!" Su Xiaoyu sat on the toilet seat, looking utterly frustrated.