Chapter 649 - 421: Work
And during the last flight,
Mova could no longer contain herself, repeatedly trying to entice Feng Mountain with her charms.
Later, her hints became practically blatant.
If Feng Mountain had just crooked his finger, she would have unhesitatingly and unreservedly given him her all.
Unfortunately,
this Mr. Feng had deliberately pretended not to understand every time.
Not only that, but he would also subtly avoid her.
During that time,
Mova had even begun to suspect Feng Mountain’s sexual orientation. She couldn’t believe her looks had no effect on him and thought he might like men.
But after doing some digging, she learned that this was likely the unique reserve and subtlety of Chinese men.
So on this flight, she finally got her chance to be alone with him.
Mova had made all the preparations to take the initiative and break through Mr. Feng’s reserve.
To this end, she had even carefully chosen an incredibly seductive uniform and specifically spritzed on a perfume designed to stir a man’s heart.
But now, even after she had confessed her feelings so obviously, she still couldn’t move him.
’Do I have to be even more forward?’
At this thought, Mova bit her lip. As if having made a great resolution, she abruptly stood up.
Her hands slowly went to the buttons of her collar, and with a do-or-die look in her eyes, she undid the first one.
This action startled Feng Mountain.
His expression turned to one of astonishment as he quickly waved his hands in protest.
"Lady Mo Wa, please, calm down. I have a wife, and I love my wife very much."
Hearing this, Mova froze. Seeing the resolute expression on Feng Mountain’s face, a flicker of disappointment crossed her eyes.
But she quickly recovered her professional smile, though it now seemed a bit forced. Her hands stopped unbuttoning her blouse.
"I’m sorry, Mr. Feng. I lost my composure."
In the eyes of many women abroad,
a man who deeply loves his wife
is seen as someone who possesses kindness and a strong sense of family responsibility.
Such a man usually sees his wife as an equal partner, respecting her every opinion and choice from the bottom of his heart.
And this respectful attitude toward women
makes a woman feel genuinely respected and understood when she is with him.
Naturally, she would develop a favorable impression of him.
"I... I’m sorry, Mr. Feng, I..." Mova stammered, so embarrassed she wished she could jump right off the plane and find a hole to crawl into.
’It’s not lustful men you have to fear, but men of integrity.’
She had just used such a nearly despicable method to test a gentleman of integrity.
It was undoubtedly a humiliation to him.
Mova was filled with regret, wishing she could turn back time.
And take back her recent, inappropriate actions.
"It’s alright. We can sit and chat," Feng Mountain said with a kind smile. His smile was like the warm spring sun—gentle and comforting, making one unconsciously relax.
He then pushed the unopened bottle of water toward Mova and asked in a soft voice,
"Is someone pressuring you or asking you to do this? Is it Jeff?"
Mova shook her head, the blush gradually fading from her face.
It was replaced by a faint touch of sorrow.
𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
She took a deep breath and began to tell her story.
Of course, this story began a long time ago, around when she was in college.
That year, Mova had been accepted into a private university in Washington.
Compared to public universities, the tuition at private ones was much higher.
The tuition and fees for a public university were about 30,000 US Dollar per semester, but a private university cost 65,000 US Dollar a year.
For a girl like Mova, who came from an ordinary family, this was undoubtedly a heavy burden.
Her parents had already tried every possible way to scrape together the tuition money.
To alleviate the pressure on her family, Mova even worked several part-time jobs in her spare time.
She had worked as a server at KFC, a cashier at 7-Eleven, and a janitor at the library.
Despite working so hard, the tuition gap just kept getting bigger.
Thus, student loans became Mova’s reluctant choice to pay for her education.
The cost of higher education in the United States is like a great mountain. Even after applying for a federal Stafford Loan and tacking on a Grad PLUS loan from a private institution, the interest rates were still terrifyingly high.
The former had an annual interest rate of 5.8%, while the latter shot up to 7.9%, and both were calculated with compound interest.
To make matters worse, the repayment terms were extremely harsh.
Once the six-month grace period after graduation ended, she had to start making monthly payments on the principal and interest. If she chose the longest repayment period of 25 years, the interest alone would double the original amount.
"So how much do you owe in student loans now?" Feng Mountain asked, leaning back in his seat, quite curious.
’How much could it possibly cost to go to school back home?’
’The United States is always going on about being the Free United States of America.’
’Tuition must be cheaper than in China, right?’
"I still have 560,000 US dollars left to pay," Mova said, looking at Feng Mountain with a resentful gaze full of helpless bitterness. "If you accept me, the North Slope Petroleum Company has promised to pay off this student loan for me."
She then bit her lip lightly, her voice trembling slightly as if suppressing the grievance in her heart. "Even though I work on the Petroleum, my salary isn’t even enough to cover the interest on the loan."
560,000!!
Feng Mountain was truly taken aback, his face a mask of disbelief.
’Just for tuition and fees? How could she owe such a massive debt?’
’In China, that’s over three million.’
’Over three million for a college degree? Did this woman get up to something else?’
He then looked Mova up and down, as if trying to find the answer on her person. "How did you spend so much money? A college education shouldn’t cost this much!"
’A lot?’
Mova gave him a helpless eye-roll.
She complained silently in her head.
’How would a rich man ever understand the suffering of a poor college student?’
Sighing softly, she began to explain in detail.