Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1059 - 1034: Immersed in the Role

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Previously on Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group...
The reality show 'Observation Room of Human Nature' tests human compassion by staging Su Wan’er, the campus beauty, fainting during a jog in the park. Onlookers crowd around but refuse to help, citing fears of blame and complications, sparking outrage and criticism from the live audience about societal indifference. Ye Chen, recognizing the pretending Su Wan’er from high school, pushes through to perform CPR, deliberately escalating to mouth-to-mouth resuscitation amid doubts from the hesitant crowd.

Ye Chen softly separated the girl's delicate lips resembling cherries, drew in a deep breath, and then their mouths met for mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

Silence enveloped both the scene and the live broadcast.

All onlookers were completely shocked.

In particular, the male viewers online felt like they might burst with jealousy.

"Heavens, this is unbelievable."

"Why don't I ever run into a stunning girl collapsing? I'd love to give artificial respiration to one too."

"That's it, I'm done staying indoors; I'm heading out to check for any damsels in distress."

The male audience in the live stream went wild witnessing Ye Chen administering mouth-to-mouth to a gorgeous woman.

Some felt a strong urge to dive through their screens and shove Ye Chen out of the way to take over the CPR themselves.

The female viewers in the live stream were just as astonished.

"Wow, this man is incredibly attractive."

"His CPR technique is seriously impressive."

"I wish this hunk would give me CPR as well."

"Hey, where does he reside? I'd fake a faint right outside his door."

Ye Chen was already strikingly good-looking, and his daring rescue of the beauty had captivated numerous girls watching the stream.

Female spectators in the live broadcast, observing Ye Chen revive Su Wan’er with CPR, brimmed with jealousy.

They secretly yearned to take her place on the ground.

In truth, Su Wan’er had spotted Ye Chen earlier and deliberately faked her collapse.

Back in school, she had harbored a secret crush on him.

She once penned a love letter to Ye Chen but got no response.

Eventually, she let go of her hopes.

But now, crossing paths with her initial love, how could she miss this opportunity?

Through narrowed eyes, she covertly watched the remarkably dashing young man before her.

Gazing at her first crush, Su Wan’er sensed her pulse quickening.

Three years later, Ye Chen appeared even more striking and mature.

Right then, Ye Chen’s lips touched Su Wan’er’s once more.

Is this a kiss?

No, it’s just CPR.

Oh gosh, it’s so thrilling.

She relished this sensation immensely.

The moist touch of his lips, combined with Ye Chen cradling her, brought such comforting warmth.

Ye Chen persisted in delivering CPR earnestly, unaware that Su Wan’er was conscious.

However, after five minutes, he saw no change in Su Wan’er.

Hold on, something’s off!

Wasn’t this all a fake illness? She ought to have stirred by now; why no sign?

Is she genuinely passed out?

Su Wan’er, eyes shut, savored the tingling thrill.

Abruptly, she realized Ye Chen had paused.

What’s happening? Why did he halt?

Has he figured out I’m faking it?

Oh dear, keep going, I adored that earlier feeling.

Exactly then, a gentle warmth neared once again.

He’s coming, he’s coming.

Su Wan’er maintained her closed eyes, bracing for the rush.

After all, as a young woman in the throes of her debut infatuation, she was utterly dissolved by Ye Chen’s affectionate kiss.

Don’t cease, I cherish this bliss.

Su Wan’er repeated inwardly to herself.

She resolved to keep up the pretense of unconsciousness, fully immersing in this exhilarating rush.

By now, numerous live stream watchers detected Su Wan’er’s odd actions.

"Why is the girl still out cold?"

"Right, her finger twitched just now, and her lashes fluttered."

"Is she truly fainted?"

"Impossible, perhaps she simply refuses to rouse."

The live stream crowd received yet another dose of romantic intrigue.

Everyone understood the beauty was feigning a faint, and with the CPR happening so intimately, she still wouldn’t stir.

Does this beauty perhaps like the guy?

Just to prolong the CPR moments.

Plenty of males soured into envious figures.

The females, though, fully empathized with Su Wan’er’s emotions.

"Haha, if I were her, I wouldn’t wake up for sure."

"Precisely, it’s so dreamy; I’d fake sleep too if it were me."

"Ah, I’m so jealous of that girl; why don’t I encounter a stud like that for my CPR?"

Ye Chen performed another set of CPR, noting Su Wan’er remained unresponsive.

He creased his brow.

Might his method be incorrect?

Ye Chen felt Su Wan’er’s pulse; it appeared normal, didn’t it?

Yet why wouldn’t she revive?

Su Wan’er, nestled in Ye Chen’s hold, perceived his second pause.

Internally, she felt immense disappointment.

"Oh no, stopping once more? Please don’t?"

She slyly peeked through barely open lids.

Ye Chen’s handsome profile came into view.

"Goodness, his profile is stunning."

"I’m truly smitten."

"Handsome fellow, forgive me; it’s not that I won’t wake, I just crave more of that loving kiss."

This time, the live stream viewers caught it all distinctly.

Earlier, a few questioned if the girl was truly pretending.

But the moment she peeked at Ye Chen was evident to all in the broadcast.

"Whoa, she’s definitely faking the faint."

"Good looks let guys get away with everything."

"Even beautiful ladies pull clever stunts."

...

Girls watching the live stream overflowed with longing.

"I hope to be that girl cradled by the hunk."

"I’d fake a collapse too, but no dashing guys nearby for me."

"Pleading for the stud’s location; I’ll sprawl at his entrance!"

Ye Chen saw Su Wan’er’s eyes open.

"You’re conscious now," Ye Chen feigned astonishment in his tone.

It was all scripted, so authenticity mattered.

Should the girl sense his awareness, she might deem him insensitive.

Su Wan’er realized prolonging the act wasn’t feasible, so she fully opened her eyes.

She let out a couple of soft whimpers on purpose.

"What occurred to me?"

"You collapsed; I did CPR without permission, apologies, but it was critical."

"It’s fine, thank you."

Su Wan’er was a master of theatrical flair, fresh from drama studies.

Her portrayal was impeccable.

Live stream observers watched in amazement.

Indeed, attractive women excel at such ruses.

"Told you, kind souls still exist out there."

"This guy looks amazing rescuing folks."

"No surprise the leading lady fell for him; I’d want the hero’s CPR too."

Ye Chen offered a faint grin: "Feeling better? Should we head to the hospital?"

Su Wan’er answered: "I’m okay, but since you rescued me, I’d like to express my gratitude."

Folks assumed the segment had concluded, yet the storyline pressed on unexpectedly.

Ye Chen hesitated; this production truly knew drama.

Ye Chen understood the staging, with hidden cameras capturing everything.

Su Wan’er pulled out her phone: "Dad, I was running in Jiangzhou Park when my heart issue acted up; a schoolmate saved me—hurry here."