[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - 16

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Chapter 64
In the midst of a dreamlike period, after more than a month of cat-and-mouse games with Zheng Gang, Shang Rong had gained almost nothing except for managing to make Jin Sheng disappear. He felt that Zheng Gang was like air—elusive yet omnipresent, even at night he felt Zheng Gang's eyes watching him in the dark. He even needed a small light on at night and needed to hold a woman and suckle her nipple to fall asleep. He was truly exhausted.
On the other hand, Zheng Gang hadn't been dealt with yet, and now Jin Sheng had appeared. Although he didn't want Zhang Ming to tell him the details of dealing with Jin Sheng, he knew his hands were stained with blood, a stain he could never wash away. He didn't know what the outcome would be if things continued, or if it would lead to more deaths. He felt he was never cut out for crime and was discouraged by his own weakness and sentimentality.
On the surface, life seemed normal every day, but Shang Rong was acutely aware that Qi Shundong was secretly keeping a close watch on him, investigating and monitoring him relentlessly. The peaceful surface could be shattered at any moment; Qi Shundong was like a sword hanging over his head, ready to strike at any moment. Was this the life he sought, one of constant fear and torment?
However, Shang Rong also knew that since taking Zheng Gang's money, he had lost the right to a peaceful life, and it was too late for regrets. Surrendering to the police would be futile; not only would he face imprisonment, but he would also suffer disgrace and ruin—exactly what Qi Shundong wanted. The only possibility now was to reach a compromise with Zheng Gang, ideally achieving a peaceful coexistence. As long as Zheng Gang remained calm, Shang Rong would have time to make arrangements. When Zheng Gang called tonight, he would agree to his demands as long as they weren't unreasonable, giving him some money to help him conceal himself. But he couldn't give too much; a large sum would embolden Zheng Gang, causing him trouble and potentially even leading to a public confrontation. The money he needs is just enough for him to escape. Even if it's given in installments, it's fine. Now, I don't know what Zheng Gang's plan is. If it's cash, I wonder how he intends to hand it over. He wouldn't be foolish enough to use that woman's credit card, would he? If so, he'd be easy to find. Anyway, I need to keep Zheng Gang calm so I can have some time to catch my breath, adjust my mindset, and consider my investments in Beijing. If I keep causing trouble like before, I won't have the mind to do business.
"Are you going to continue sleeping or are you planning to go home? If you're going to continue sleeping, I won't keep you company. I have some things to take care of at the hotel this morning,"
Gao Yan said, standing at the bedroom door, looking at the man on the bed.
Shang Rong looked at the woman, already dressed, and thought, "Of course you won't keep me company. I already satisfied you last night." "
What, isn't this my home?"
Shang Rong got out of bed, dressing as he spoke.
Gao Yan laughed, "You bought the house, but whether it's your home or not is another matter. I'm truly honored that you treat this place as your home; I'm just afraid that once I leave, I might forget about it altogether."
Suddenly remembering something, she continued, "There's something I forgot to ask you about. Qi Xiaoya is moving in with me in a few days."
Shang Rong paused for a moment and asked, "Is it your idea or hers?"
"It's my idea. Look at where she lives now, just one room, practically an office. It's inconvenient for her to do anything. You're her boss, yet you don't even care about your subordinate. Xiaoya is a manager, after all. Besides, we're both lonely women."
Shang Rong sat on the edge of the bed in silence for a while. Gao Yan couldn't fathom the man's thoughts, so she sat down beside him and hugged his shoulders, saying, "What? You don't want to?" Shang
Rong looked at the woman with a half-smile and said, "If she moves in here, what will we do?"
"What do you mean, what will we do? This house is so big, can't it fit three people?"
Gao Yan feigned ignorance.
Shang Rong pulled the woman into his arms and whispered in her ear, "What if I want to fuck you? Just let her hear you crying and begging? She's a virgin."
Gao Yan glanced at the man sideways and said, "I don't care. She knows our relationship; she even jokingly called me 'boss's wife' a few days ago. Besides, you'll make her cry and beg sooner or later."
Shang Rong felt a surge of heat in his crotch at the woman's words, suddenly recalling the steamy scene he'd witnessed at Zi Hui's house yesterday. He asked warily, "You don't mean you've fallen for her, do you?"
Gao Yan said, bewildered, "Of course I like her. This girl calls me 'sister' all the time; I treat her like my own sister."
Seeing that the woman didn't understand, Shang Rong didn't bother to explain further. Sister? Wasn't Xiao Qiao Fei Zi Hui's sister back then? Now she's her wife. Everything this woman said was insincere. She just wanted to keep him close because she liked Xiaoya. She planned to make them an ally so that if she and Xiaoya actually got together, they could stand up to Zihui and Zhang Yan. Thinking about the woman's little tricks, Shang Rong felt both amused and angry. He gave the woman's buttocks a hard squeeze and whispered, "Fine! One day I'll wipe you both out." At noon
, Shang Rong was preparing to discuss with Zhang Ming their strategy after their meeting with Zheng Gang that evening when Zihui suddenly called, urgently saying that her adopted sister had an accident at school. The homeroom teacher wanted her to come immediately, but she was over a hundred kilometers from the city and couldn't get back in time. She wanted Shang Rong to go quickly and see what had happened. Hanging up the phone, Shang Rong felt annoyed. What a nuisance! She didn't even have time to take care of her own man, and this adopted sister of hers was just making things worse. He wanted to send someone to check on her first, but he was afraid Zi Hui would be unhappy. Last time, Zi Hui asked him to attend a parent-teacher conference, but he forgot, and Zi Hui said he was heartless and sulked for several nights without letting him touch her. It wouldn't be right to pretend to be confused again this time, so he decided to go anyway.
When he arrived at the No. 16 Middle School where Li Xiaolin studied, Shang Rong realized he didn't know what grade Li Xiaolin was in. He asked seven or eight students, but none of them knew Zi Hui's god-sister. Suddenly, Shang Rong had a flash of inspiration. He remembered that Li Xiaolin's homeroom teacher was Zhou Xiaolian, Zhao Qidong's wife. As soon as he asked, someone pointed him to the office door.
The door was open, and Shang Rong knocked. Two female teachers sat inside and looked up at him. He immediately recognized the one sitting by the window as Zhou Xiaolian. The woman had short, ear-length hair, a round face that gave a very clean impression, and dark, bright eyes that were both spirited and indifferent. "
Excuse me, is this Teacher Zhou? I'm Lin Zihui's husband."
Shang Rong immediately realized his words were a bit ridiculous. He wondered if there was any difference between a husband and a wife. Zhou Xiaolian must be thinking he was Zihui's husband now.
Zhou Xiaolian stood up and said, "That's me. Please come in. I called Zihui; why didn't she come?"
Shang Rong entered the office and said, "She's in another county and can't come back right away. She asked me to come and see what happened to Xiaolin."
Zhou Xiaolian invited Shang Rong to sit opposite her and poured him a glass of water. "Here's what happened: yesterday after school, Li Xiaolin forgot one of her notebooks in her desk drawer. A boy on duty found it and read the contents. Unexpectedly, the notebook was Xiaolin's diary, and it contained many entries about her feelings for a male teacher… how…" Well, it's like a love letter. Five or six students on duty read it, and this morning someone spread the word, causing a huge uproar in the class. Li Xiaolin couldn't handle the blow and hid in the bathroom, refusing to come out. We just got her out; she's just crying. I was worried she might do something rash, so I called Zihui. Zihui said she's responsible for everything related to Li Xiaolin at school.
Shang Rong breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Zhou Xiaolian's words. "What's the big deal? Why make such a fuss? A little girl falling in love with a…" "
Excuse me, what grade is Xiaolin in now?"
Zhou Xiaolian looked at the man strangely without speaking. At this moment, the female teacher with glasses sitting next to her spoke up. "
What's going on here? You say she's your own sister, that you can take responsibility for everything, but you don't even know what grade she's in? That's so irresponsible. I've taught Li Xiaolin before. She doesn't interact with her classmates and is very withdrawn. I think she has some psychological issues. If you're going to take care of her, you need to have some sense of responsibility."
Shang Rong sat there speechless. He had just said he was Zi Hui's lover, so of course he was responsible if something happened to his lover's sister. However, there was no need to explain the specifics to the two teachers. "
Where is Xiaolin now?"
"I've asked some female classmates to stay with her. Why don't you take her home first and let her calm down? She's practically a little celebrity at school now. Wait here, I'll go get her."
Zhou Xiaolian finished speaking and got up to leave.
Shang Rong picked up the glass of water on the table, about to drink, when he heard the bespectacled teacher mutter to herself, "She's so young, and all she thinks about is that kind of thing."
Shang Rong put down the glass and said, "What kind of thing? Isn't it love letters? Didn't you write those when you were little?"
The female teacher looked at him as if he were an alien, blushed, and muttered, "No wonder... that's how parents are..."
Shang Rong was about to say something more when he saw Zhou Xiaolian leading the girl in. Shang Rong looked at Li Xiaolin and saw that the girl's face was still wet with tears, her thin body was trembling slightly, and she was looking down, not daring to look at anyone. Shang Rong suddenly felt very sorry for the girl. He had never felt this way before. A girl her age should be in the beautiful season of innocence and blossoming. What made her so melancholy? And what caused her to be so thin and frail during her growth period? "
Xiaolin, come home with your brother. It's no big deal. Writing love letters isn't shameful; everyone has done it, even your sister Zihui. If you don't want to study here, we can transfer schools tomorrow."
The two female teachers exchanged glances, shook their heads slightly, and showed disdain. Shang Rong took Xiaolin's hand and said to Zhou Xiaolian, "We're leaving now. We're sorry to have troubled you. I'll have someone handle Xiaolin's transfer procedures."
He then gave Zhao Qidong's ex-wife a deep look before pulling the girl out the door.
"You haven't had lunch yet after all this commotion? Let your brother take you to eat. McDonald's? Hamburgers? KFC?"
Shang Rong said casually. He secretly glanced at the girl, who was also glancing at him. Their eyes met, and the girl looked away like a startled rabbit.
Shang Rong chuckled, "Your classmates are so boring. It just shows they're all immature kids. One day they'll admire you. Tell me, what kind of person is that male teacher? Even I'm a little jealous of him."
As Shang Rong was speaking without thinking, he heard a girl crying. Turning around, he saw the girl covering her face with her hands, sobbing uncontrollably. Damn! There's no way to deal with a girl like this. Forget about dinner. I might as well hand her over to Zi Hui's mistress and let that gossipmonger figure it out herself when she gets back. Thinking this, he drove towards the company.

Chapter 65 A Strategic Retreat
Shang Rong led the girl directly into Zi Hui's office. Just as they sat down, the fat man, Wang Shili, pushed open the door and entered. He glanced at the girl and said with a smile, "President Shang, it's rare to see you here today. What brings you to the company?"
Shang Rong lit a cigarette and said, "Damn it, Fatty, you're still shy around strangers? As your boss's family member, can't you sit here for a bit? You're not trying to kick me out, are you?"
The fat man smiled obsequiously, "These days, family members call the shots. How could I dare? What do you need?"
"Go and call Qiao Fei over. I have something for her to do. You go about your business, don't worry about me."
Seeing the fat man walk to the door, she called him back, "Fatty, how's everything at home? It's been a long time since you invited me to your house to try your wife's cooking. Does your wife still perform roles for you every night?"
The fat man turned back and smiled, "She performs roles quite often. It's not that I don't want to invite you, but I'm afraid your tastes have changed. My wife has asked about it a few times."
"Let's set a time sometime, grab a drink, and chat a bit,"
the fat man agreed and left.
Qiao Fei burst in, seemingly eager to say something, but when she saw Shang Rong sitting in Zi Hui's seat, she froze. "Didn't that fat guy say the boss was looking for me? I thought it was Sister Zi Hui coming back, but it's him!"
Shang Rong saw the girl come in excitedly, her face flushed, and saw his surprised expression, which amused him. "What? You mistook me for your Sister Zi Hui?"
Qiao Fei finally realized, glancing at Xiao Lin and saying, "I didn't expect it, Xiao Lin, how come you're with Big Brother?"
Looking at the girl's blushing face, Shang Rong thought of her whispered words with Zi Hui in bed that day, the alluring moans, and his crotch immediately hardened. It seemed Zhang Ming wasn't lucky enough to enjoy this beauty; he wondered if he would be lucky enough to benefit from Zi Hui's charm someday. "Xiaolin isn't feeling well today, so I'm taking her home to rest for a few days. Take her out for dinner now, and your sister Zihui will take her home tonight. I have some things to do, so I'll be leaving now. Tell her I'll be back later."
Qiao Fei and Xiaolin were actually quite familiar with each other, but from the moment she entered, she saw the girl with her head down, not saying a word, and wondered what was wrong. Had her older brother scolded her? Seeing Shang Rong about to leave, she suddenly remembered something and said sweetly, "Big brother, Sister Zihui said she's taking us on a picnic in a few days, why don't you come along?"
Shang Rong thought, "Isn't this what I was thinking about just a couple of days ago?" So Zihui had this plan too. He was about to agree when he suddenly changed his mind, saying, "You're all women, I'm a grown man, so I won't participate. Besides, I don't have time lately."
Hearing this, Qiao Fei casually grabbed Shang Rong's arm and said, "Come on, come on! Who said it's just you, a grown man? President Wang is going too."
Shang Rong's legs went weak from the girl's swaying. If Xiaolin weren't there, he might have gone all out and kissed her. "Okay, where are you planning to go?"
Qiao Fei asked. "We want to go to the southern suburbs to worship Buddha."
Southern suburbs. Qingyuan Temple. Shang Rong suddenly remembered the old monk he and Sun Xiaoyu had met at Qingyuan Temple. "He had no halo above his head, yet light descended from the heavens." Soul Condenser. For a moment, Shang Rong felt he was no longer an ordinary person.
Since 9 PM, Shang Rong and Zhang Ming had been sitting in the car waiting for Zheng Gang's call. It was now past 11 PM, but there was still no news. Zhang Ming's phone was soaked with sweat. Was Zheng Gang playing some kind of trick? However, he hadn't agreed on a specific time. To prevent Zheng Gang from launching a surprise attack like last time, disrupting their plans by exploiting the time difference, Shang Rong had already had his three thugs waiting in another car, ready to leave immediately if anything happened. "That kid isn't playing us, is he?"
Zhang Ming said, looking at his watch.
"No,"
Shang Rong said confidently. "This contact method was something I racked my brains to come up with. Zheng Gang understands that this connection is very important to him. If he tries to mess with me for no reason, I'll shut down this contact method, and he'll be the one who suffers."
Zhang Ming nodded thoughtfully and said, "I wonder how this kid will get the money, and how much he wants?"
Shang Rong, smoking a cigarette, said, "The amount won't be too large. Given his current situation, he can't possibly be running around carrying a big bag of money. He urgently needs a stable hiding place. That mysterious bitch is a key figure; all of Zheng Gang's future actions will depend on her."
"I just don't understand why that bitch doesn't go back to her old place. Doesn't she want the several thousand yuan in savings and her personal belongings in the house?"
Shang Rong sneered, "Do I even need to ask? She must have caught wind of your scheme. Even if she wanted to go back to Zheng Gang, I wouldn't let her take that risk."
The number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased, and the surroundings were quiet. The two men in the car were lost in their own thoughts, neither speaking. Shang Rong suddenly remembered seeing Zhou Xiaolian that morning and laughed, "I saw Zhao Qidong's ex-wife today. That woman is quite something. Short hair, she doesn't seem like a modern woman. If she wore old-fashioned clothes, she'd really look like a young woman from the May Fourth Movement."
Zhang Ming smiled but didn't speak, thinking that his boss's taste in women was truly diverse; he could find charm in any woman. Shang Rong glanced at Zhang Ming and said, "It seems the Qiao Fei thing I told you about last time is going to fall through."
Zhang Ming immediately sat up straight and said, "Is it because she doesn't want to?"
Shang Rong knew that ever since he told him about Qiao Fei, he had taken a liking to the girl. No wonder, what man wouldn't be interested in such a beauty? It's just that you're unlucky; who told my wife to take a liking to her? He sighed deeply and said, "I thought it would all fall into place naturally, but I didn't expect... Actually, I haven't even told her yet, but... you'd better keep what I'm saying to yourself. In short, just give up on that idea. Even if I'm wrong, I'm a person of my word on other things, but you can't force these things. Let me tell you, this girl doesn't like men... do you understand what I mean?"
He finished speaking and stared at Zhang Ming.
Zhang Ming felt a wave of disappointment. Doesn't like men? What does that mean? Could it be... how did the boss know?
Seeing Zhang Ming's dazed expression, Shang Rong laughed and scolded, "Look at you, so pathetic. It's just a girl. It's better if you don't go for her. We'll be living in Beijing from now on, so you
should settle down there. I'll have someone find you someone. Besides, can't you find a woman yourself? You're not broke." Zhang Ming quickly smiled apologetically, "I'm not the kind of person who can't live without a woman. If we're not meant to be, then so be it. I'm sorry to trouble you, boss."
Just then, Zhang Ming's phone rang urgently, sounding like a piercing alarm to the two men. Zhang Ming listened to the phone for a moment, then handed it to Shang Rong without saying a word.
"Old classmate, long time no see. How is Yan Yan?"
Shang Rong immediately recognized Zheng Gang's voice and immediately mentioned Zhang Yan, which was clearly a provocation and a threat. He cursed Zheng Gang's ancestors in his heart.
"Thanks to you, I'm doing well. Looks like you're having a good time."
"Of course, I can only live a carefree life with you by my side! I never planned to see you again in this life, but fate had other plans. I never expected our fate to be so deep. Aren't you disappointed? Besides, how's the matter I entrusted to you? How can you just take the money and not do anything? That's not like you."
Shang Rong sneered, "Didn't you see my marriage advertisement? How can you say I just took the money and didn't do anything? Besides, I didn't ask you for that money. You were desperate and begged me to give it to you. What? Now you want to back out?"
Zheng Gang suddenly changed to a gloomy tone and said, "Shang Rong, let's stop arguing. There's no point in discussing moral issues now. Times have changed. Now we're in the same boat, comrades in the same trench. As long as I live, that money doesn't belong to you alone."
Shang Rong smiled and said, "That's why I'm risking so much to talk to you. Otherwise, I would have already told the police. Tell me what you think."
"You don't need to threaten me. I crawled out of a pile of corpses; at worst, I'll still die. It's like the saying, 'Those with nothing to lose aren't afraid of those wearing shoes.' The allure of life far outweighs mine. I don't want to waste my breath on you. Listen carefully: tomorrow, go to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, open an account in your own name, deposit 500,000 yuan, and activate online transfer functionality. Then I'll call you again; just tell me the username and password. Understand?"
Shang Rong pondered Zheng Gang's words, remaining silent for a long time. This guy actually used this method to transfer money out of my account. As for where it went, he could just open an account with a fake ID; who could trace it? Once found out, I'd be accused of providing funds to a fugitive. This son of a bitch is truly vicious! “The police definitely won’t let my account go, but I can transfer money to you through another account,”
Zheng Gang said with a sinister smile. “I’ll use your account. You’re a boss, after all; the police won’t be interested in an account with a few hundred thousand yuan. Also, I want to ask you something. My old classmate Jin Sheng seems to have disappeared. I don’t know if it’s related to you. I don’t think you’ve committed murder, have you? The police don’t know Jin Sheng exists yet. If they did, they would definitely be interested, and then you’d be suspected of murder to cover it up. So don’t try anything funny. I don’t want to cause trouble, but if you force me, Jin Sheng will crawl out of his grave and report it to the police. Then you’ll be… I’ll call you tomorrow afternoon…”
The call ended, and Shang Rong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt a surge of anger. He threw his phone on the ground and cursed, “Damn you!”
He was so stupid! After all that trouble, he was completely controlled by others. Jin Sheng's situation was unexpectedly accurately predicted by Zheng Gang. He was a murderer, after all. If he didn't do as Zheng Gang demanded, and Zheng Gang subtly leaked information to the police, Qi Shundong would pounce on him like a wolf, and he wouldn't just be a suspect harboring stolen money, but also a murder suspect. Now it seemed Zhang Yan's case was also related to Zheng Gang; that bastard was truly ruthless. As long as Qing Fu is alive, the troubles of Lu will not end. As long as Zheng Gang is alive, when will Shang Rong find peace? He had to agree to him first, play the submissive role, and absolutely not provoke this mad dog. This matter couldn't be resolved quickly; the important thing was to use this time while Zheng Gang sought stability to quickly prepare everything, and when the time was right, strike Zheng Gang dead, without giving him any time to breathe. Of course, he also had to be prepared to escape. At the slightest sign of trouble, he had to hide like a rabbit in a pre-prepared burrow. A cunning rabbit has three burrows.
"Boss, what do you mean?"
Zhang Ming asked anxiously, seeing his boss just staring blankly.
"That bastard insisted on transferring money from my account via the internet,"
Shang Rong said dejectedly.
"How can that be? If something happens to him later, won't you have left evidence?"
"If something happens to him, this little thing is nothing! We can only hope that the bastard is smart enough not to get caught by Qi Shundong. Also, we need to make him disappear as soon as possible, he must disappear from our hands, just like Jin Sheng,"
Shang Rong said viciously.
"So what's our next step?"
"Agree to his demands. Have a few of them go back to that bitch's place and search carefully, see if they can find anything useful."
Zhang Ming said, "We've searched almost everywhere, but haven't found anything of value. The landlord didn't even check the ID when he rented out the place, and those bitches even made up their names. Besides, that woman doesn't seem like the type to solicit customers at nightclubs..."
Shang Rong felt a surge of frustration and interrupted Zhang Ming, saying, "No need to say more, just go look. I'm sure that almost all the men who slept with her, except for Jin Sheng, are still alive. Every goose leaves a trace, every person leaves a trace; I don't believe she didn't leave even a single pubic hair behind. We must find something before we go to Beijing."
After saying that, he slumped into a chair, panting heavily. He once again felt that his power was still too insignificant. If the state apparatus were used, that bitch would have already been exposed.
The City of Lost Virginity 066-070

Chapter 66 My Heart is in Turmoil
It was already past eight o'clock in the afternoon, and dusk was gradually spreading over the city. Pedestrians on the street were all walking with hurried steps, their faces solemn and heavy expressions, as if they were rushing to the funeral of a relative or friend.
Shang Rong drove aimlessly through the streets. Zheng Gang's situation was making him anxious; although he tried to organize his thoughts, he couldn't seem to make sense of it. "You've become a suspect in another murder to cover it up!"
Just thinking of Zheng Gang's words sent a shiver down Shang Rong's spine. He reached into his pocket for cigarettes, only to find he had none. He parked in front of a building on Beijing Road, went to a supermarket, bought a pack of Yuxi cigarettes, lit one, and began to smoke, lost in thought.
"Excuse me, sir, smoking is not allowed here."
Shang Rong snapped out of his reverie, looking up to see a security guard standing in front of him, wearing a modern uniform and a "weapon belt," looking at him warily. Damn it! He thought he was a cop! Shang Rong suddenly felt ridiculous, so paranoid. Did he really have that much courage? If so, he might as well just hand over the money. But was that possible? He remembered the unbearable days after his divorce; he knew the bitterness of being penniless. Now that he'd come to this, there was practically no turning back. First, Zheng Gang wouldn't let him off easily. Even if Shang Rong returned all the money, Zheng Gang wouldn't give up. That man was already twisted; his ultimate goal was to transfer the death threat he had experienced to Shang Rong. Besides, there was Qi Shundong, now his mortal enemy. Furthermore, Shang Rong was no longer alone. He now had Zi Hui, Zhang Yan, Xiao Yu, Gao Yan… a business, a group of brothers who depended on him… and finally, Jin Sheng's unseeing eyes. All of this constantly reminded him: he couldn't let go! He must never give up! He had to fight to the end. However, Shang Rong also understood that this would be a life-or-death struggle.
Leaving the supermarket, Shang Rong didn't know where to go. He didn't want to go home yet. Since Zhang Yan went to Beijing for refuge, the house had always been quiet and deserted. Zi Hui was like a busy little bee, always out early and back late, busy as a bee. He fell asleep quickly in bed at night. Although Shang Rong was burning with desire, seeing the woman so exhausted, he couldn't bear to "ravage" her. He felt sorry for his own woman.
Looking up at the darkening sky, Shang Rong thought of Qi Xiaoya. Her modeling agency wasn't far away. Since their breakup, although he often heard news of her from Gao Yan, they hadn't met. Remembering the words he'd exchanged with Gao Yan that morning, an indescribable hunger welled up within Shang Rong. "Walk with me every week?"
Little beauty, you haven't kept your promise! Now's the perfect time; only you can comfort my lonely heart today. Shang Rong threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, jumped into his car, and resolutely went to find his comfort.
At this moment, Qi Xiaoya hadn't officially left work yet. She had just signed a contract with a fashion company in Northeast China a couple of days ago. Her model team would be producing an advertisement for several of the company's summer outfits. The company was very generous and didn't haggle over funding. Although the project manager had verbally harassed her a few times, when Xiaoya reluctantly brought up her father, whom she disdainfully called her father, the other party didn't dare to push their luck any further. It seemed the title of police chief still had considerable influence. "
That's enough rehearsal for today. Remember, the official filming starts the day after tomorrow, so we have to work overtime tomorrow..."
Xiaoya said to the four or five models who were about to leave. She glanced out the window and saw a sedan slowly pull up to the door and stop. Then she saw the person get out and walk into the building.
"Everyone can go home now..."
Xiaoya found her voice trembling slightly. She waved to the models and hurriedly ran upstairs to her small room. She closed the door, leaned against it, and breathed heavily, feeling an indescribable tension. Her gaze drifted and landed on her reflection in the mirror. A blush graced her oval face, beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, a strand of hair clung to her skin, and her leotard accentuated the curves of her youthful body, especially her breasts, which heaved like waves.
Why, why was this happening? Was he really that scary? Right, he was a criminal! Xiaoya seemed pleased to have found a reason to be nervous, even though it sounded so flimsy. I can't let this criminal see me like this. Xiaoya rushed to the mirror, grabbed a comb, and quickly ran her fingers through her hair. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she darted to the bedside and hurriedly tidied the magazines and clothes lying on it. Just then, there was a knock at the door. Xiaoya managed to steady her breathing and asked tremulously, "Who is it? Just a moment..."
Then she grabbed a shirt from the bed and threw it on, ran her fingers through her hair again in front of the mirror, and finally walked to the door, exhaled deeply, and slowly opened it.

Chapter 67 Three Phoenixes in One Nest
Zi Hui rushed back to the company after finishing her business in the suburbs. It was past closing time, and the hallway was quiet. To her surprise, she ran into Qiao Fei coming out of her office just as she reached the door. Seeing her was like seeing a long-lost relative, and a smile spread across her face. Zi Hui thought everyone else had left, only this adorable little one was waiting for her. A wave of tenderness and a lingering desire welled up inside her. Without a word, she walked straight over and pulled the girl into her arms at the doorway, her soft lips covering the girl's small mouth. Qiao Fei hadn't expected her sister to be so bold, actually kissing her without even going inside… She tilted her pretty face up, letting Zi Hui kiss her, while twisting her body and making soft moaning sounds. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Zi Hui, as if she wanted to say something. Zi Hui carefully licked the girl's lips before letting go, breathing slightly heavily as she said, "My little darling, did you miss your sister...?"
Qiao Fei blushed and turned her head to gesture towards the door, saying, "You're so annoying... come in and see, your little darling is inside..."
Zi Hui didn't understand Qiao Fei's words for a moment. With one arm around the girl's slender waist, she pushed open the door, peeked inside, and immediately released her hand from Qiao Fei's waist. She slapped her forehead as if talking to herself, saying, "Oh, Linlin is here..."
Then she turned back to Qiao Fei and said, "Where's your older brother? Wasn't he supposed to take care of Linlin...?"
Qiao Fei pouted and snorted, "He... he picked Linlin up from school and brought her here, and hasn't shown up since. Oh... he said he wasn't going home tonight."
Zi Hui listened to Qiao Fei's words ... "This person is really something..." she said coquettishly
, shaking her head. She walked over and pulled the little girl up from the sofa, gently patting her cheek and saying, "Come on, Linlin, come home with your sister. I'll cook you something delicious today."
Then she turned to Qiao Fei and said, "Phil, let's go to the market to buy some groceries. We'll have a family reunion dinner tonight."
Qiao Fei laughed and said, "Didn't I tell you? Big brother won't be coming tonight."
Zi Hui reached out and pinched Qiao Fei's face, laughing and scolding, "It's only a family reunion if he comes back, isn't it? Today it's just the three of us sisters."
After saying that, she glanced at the girl and whispered, "Do you wish he were here too...? Why don't you give him a call..."
Qiao Fei heard this and punched Zi Hui's arm a few times, saying in a coquettish voice, "I'm not talking to you anymore..."
After saying that, she went out first. Zi Hui held Li Xiaolin's hand and smiled, "I know you don't want to talk to me..."
That evening, Zi Hui had dinner with the two girls and sat together in the living room watching TV. The three of them were completely captivated by a South Korean drama. They watched three whole episodes without saying a word until the commercials started. Qiao Fei sighed deeply, "Oh dear! A couple more episodes would have been better. It wasn't enough. Sis, let's buy the DVDs and watch it all at home in one go. That would be so satisfying!"
Zi Hui, stroking Li Xiaolin's hair as she nestled in her arms like a kitten, chuckled and scolded, "You little rascal, you're so greedy! Good things are meant to be savored slowly. Can you digest it all at once?" Qiao Fei leaned against Zi Hui's shoulder and said coquettishly, "I don't care, just buy it for me. Pirated copies are coming out so fast these days; there must be some on the market."
Zi Hui reached out and gently pinched Qiao Fei's fair cheek, laughing, "Since it's available in the market, why don't you go buy it yourself? Why do you insist I buy it?"
Qiao Fei rolled on Zi Hui's shoulder, coquettishly retorting, "I work every day, how can I have time to go shopping? You're always out and about, so you just bought it on the way."
The girl's hair nestled in Zi Hui's neck, tickling her and making her heart flutter softly. She turned and blew a breath onto Qiao Fei's face, causing the girl's hair to flutter. She stared intently at the girl for a while, then saw Qiao Fei slowly close her beautiful eyes, a faint blush rising on her face.
"Let's take a bath together, it's getting late..."
Zi Hui said softly.
The bathroom was filled with true energy, and three snow-white bodies stretched comfortably in a round bathtub over two meters long. Qiao Fei and Zi Hui had already been completely naked together, but this was the first time the young girl, Li Xiaolin, had been naked in front of others. She was initially quite shy, but Zi Hui "forced" her to undress. Although Li Xiaolin was already fourteen, whether due to malnutrition or congenital deficiencies, her body showed no signs of development. Her chest was flat, and her buttocks hadn't become rounded like those of her peers, still appearing delicate and immature. Zi Hui felt sorry for her adopted sister and reached out to pull the timid girl into her arms, gently rubbing her thin shoulders, saying with pity, "Xiaolin, you need to eat more. Look how thin you are, just skin and bones." Before Xiaolin
was even born, Qiao Fei, with her small, firm breasts, interjected, "Sister, it's okay. I was about the same as Xiaolin when I was in junior high, and look at me now, I'm fine!"
She then turned around in front of Zi Hui, her plump little bottom facing her. Zi Hui slapped her hand on the ground, laughing and scolding, "What do you know? Xiao Lin is different from you."
Suddenly remembering something, she asked the girl in her arms, "Xiao Lin, I haven't had a chance to ask you yet, what did the teacher say when your older brother went to school today?"
Xiao Lin was embarrassed upon hearing this, her little face flushed red, and she just kept splashing water on herself. Zi Hui gently lifted the girl's chin, and seeing that the girl's face was red and her little mouth was tightly closed, she asked softly, "Xiao Lin, is there something you can't tell your older sister?"
Xiao Lin shook her head and glanced at Qiao Fei. Zi Hui knew that the little girl had something she couldn't say. Suddenly remembering that Shang Rong had gone to school that morning, she asked Qiao Fei, "Fei'er, did your older brother mention anything about Xiao Lin's school this morning?"
Qiao Fei, wrapping herself in a large bath towel, shook her head and said, "He didn't say anything, just that Xiao Lin wasn't feeling well, but... Sister, I feel like something's off about this little thing..."
Zi Hui helped Xiao Lin up from the bathtub and smiled, "Looks like I'll have to interrogate this little thing tonight. Fei'er, go sleep in your sister Yan Yan's bedroom."
Qiao Fei's eyes seemed misty, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zi Hui with a puzzled expression. Zi Hui seemed to understand the girl's meaning, and casually rubbed her full breasts twice, whispering, "Go to sleep first, I need to ask your little sister Xiao Lin about her school."

Chapter 68: A Girl's Heart
The room was dimly lit, making the two figures somewhat blurry. Qi Xiaoya felt a pang of regret; in her haste, she had forgotten to turn on the light. She wanted to go and turn it on, but the light switch was behind the sofa where the man was sitting, making her hesitate.
With a crisp "clang," the lighter's flame momentarily illuminated the man's face, then went out, leaving his face shrouded in smoke. But in that fleeting glimmer, Xiaoya clearly saw a tired and haggard face. A slight tremor ran through the girl: it seemed this criminal wasn't as cheerful as he usually appeared. What secrets was he hiding deep within?
"I heard from your sister Yan Yan that your company is doing quite well, and that you have a lot of business acumen,"
the man said in the twilight, his voice tinged with weariness.
The girl didn't respond, but instead asked, "What do you want?"
Silence. A profound stillness. Qi Xiaoya could almost hear the hissing of the cigarette in the man's hand.
"Nothing. Just passing by."
Shang Rong didn't know what was wrong with him; he'd become awkward in front of this greenhorn. All the things he'd planned to say, including some teasing remarks, had vanished in an instant. This made him a little angry with himself. He took a deep drag of his cigarette and defiantly blew the smoke towards the girl's seat. "I want you to keep your promise to take a walk with me."
Qi Xiaoya had never forgotten this promise. Although she always felt the man was joking, subconsciously she was always ready to fulfill it. However, since that meeting, the man hadn't shown up again, so when she thought about it, she couldn't help but feel a faint expectation. Today it's finally here. It seems the man is serious and won't forget to get a return on his investment. But is the return he wants just a few walks? Well, let's take a walk first and see what other tricks he has up his sleeve.
Thinking of this, Xiaoya's heart seemed to calm down a lot. She stood up and glanced at the man. Her original intention was to ask him to wait outside for a while so she could change her clothes, but then she thought, wouldn't doing so make him think she was being a timid woman? She might as well just wear some clothes over her training clothes.
Shang Rong was surprised when the girl suddenly stood up without saying a word. Then he saw the girl open a box on the bedside table and take out a few clothes. At this moment, Shang Rong noticed that the girl was wearing tight-fitting training clothes, which revealed quite a bit of her figure. Putting aside Xiaoya's tall and youthful figure, what really inflamed him was that he had actually seen the round, bulging fleshy mound under the girl's tight pantyhose. He suddenly remembered Yang Jun telling him that women's genitals looked like steamed buns, something he had never believed. He had carefully observed the characteristics of Zi Hui, Zhang Yan, Gao Yan, and Xiao Yu's private parts, and only Zhang Yan's resembled Yang Jun's description. Now, just through Xiaoya's thin, tight pants, Shang Rong was beginning to believe Yang Jun's words. He didn't even dare to think about Yang Jun's later descriptions of this thing, because at this moment, his crotch was already incredibly cramped.
Xiaoya put on a jacket and then tried to pull on her loose pants. Although she was wearing clothes, she still felt a little awkward putting on pants in front of a man. So she glanced up at the man, and in that one glance, Xiaoya was instantly filled with shame. The man stared intently at a certain spot, as if in deep meditation. Following his gaze, the girl discovered that this lecherous man was staring at the area three inches below her navel.
Xiaoya had a real problem with the bulge below her navel. Since puberty, the two bulges on her chest had swollen as if inflated. While she felt embarrassed, she also felt a hidden sense of pride, as it was a sign of her maturity. But what troubled her was why her genitals were also swelling so much. She had secretly observed her roommates, and none of them had such exaggerated swelling. Xiaoya concluded that her private parts were uglier than others, and this caused her to feel inferior. Until one day, while bathing with her mother, she secretly glanced at her mother's genitals and had to accept her fate, because her mother had passed on her genital characteristics to her daughter without reservation. From then on, she was extremely careful to protect her secret in all situations. She didn't shower with her classmates; she tried to wear loose pants; and when sitting, she would cover her hands with her hands. When going to school, she always altered her practice pants to be as loose and baggy as possible. As she grew older, she gradually accepted this unchangeable fact and subconsciously linked this secret with her future man.
But today, this man—or perhaps a criminal—had seen her private parts so closely. In an instant, Xiaoya felt as if she were being scrutinized naked by this man, and this man was so different from the man she subconsciously shared this secret with. The girl's instinctive reaction in her panic was to turn around and face the man.
Although Xiaoya's buttocks in her tight pants were quite intriguing, Shang Rong was a sensitive person. Even though he couldn't see the girl's flushed face, her movements made him realize he'd been caught peeping, a fact that made even this seasoned lecher, who already had four women, slightly blush. Shang Rong coughed twice to escape the awkward situation and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll wait for you downstairs."
Then he dashed out the door.

Chapter 69 Family Education
Zi Hui looked at Xiaolin in her pajamas; she looked like a tiny doll, completely covered except for her head. The girl lay silently on the bed, staring at the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought. What was wrong with this child today? She hadn't said a word for half the day. What had happened at school? Zi Hui suppressed the urge to sneak into the next bedroom and decided to have a serious talk with the girl. Since she had taken the girl as her sister, she had to take responsibility. Her family was unreliable; her family… Zi Hui sighed inwardly, got into bed, and lay half-reclined beside the girl, affectionately stroking Xiao Lin's hair. She said softly, "Xiao Lin, I know something's on your mind. Now it's just the two of us. Tell me what's wrong, and I'll help you with anything."
Xiao Lin's eyes darted around, her lips trembling, but she ultimately remained silent. Zi Hui lay down and gently pulled the girl into her arms, stroking her thin shoulders. She asked softly, "Did any classmates bully you? Tell me quickly, or I'll be worried."
Xiao Lin opened her eyes and glanced at Zi Hui, then suddenly hugged her and began to cry softly. Zi Hui knew the girl was conflicted, so she didn't press further, letting the girl cry in her arms. Finally, when Xiao Lin stopped sobbing, Zi Hui felt her chest was already ice-cold. She wanted to get out of bed to change her clothes, but was afraid of disturbing the girl who had finally calmed down. So she gently moved the girl's face away and whispered, "Okay, don't cry. Didn't I tell you, your older brother and I will take care of everything, no matter how big the problem is? Tell me quickly, don't make me worry."
Xiaolin looked at Zihui with teary eyes, and seeing the anxious look on her sister's face, she leaned back into Zihui's arms and told her the whole story in fits and starts.
After listening to Xiaolin's story, Zihui was silent for a long time. She couldn't connect what had happened to the girl with the thin child in her arms. Ever since she recognized Xiaolin as her god-sister, Zihui had never treated her like a human being, always thinking that Xiaolin was still an immature child, ignoring the fact that the girl was already fourteen years old and had started menstruating a year ago. First stirrings of love. It turned out that within this thin body, there was already an undercurrent of desire. Zi Hui was momentarily at a loss for words to comfort and guide the girl, as she lacked experience in handling such situations. It seemed she would have to find time to talk to Xiao Lin's homeroom teacher, Zhou Xiaolian. For now, comforting the girl
was the priority. Zi Hui sat up slightly, pulling Xiao Lin up to sit against her chest, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect my little sister to have grown up so much. What's wrong with that? Even a girl younger than you can fall for a man, let alone someone who's fourteen. There are just some people in this world who like each other, and that's why we have friends, confidants, and family. Don't you agree?"
The girl nodded slightly, almost imperceptibly. Zi Hui felt her words had been very effective, except that she shouldn't have used the word "man." Feeling the girl's warm cheek against her chest, Zi Hui seemed to recall her own first love with Shang Rong. Back then, although she was much older than the girl, she had been so shy whenever Shang Rong made advances. But this girl was so young, and already liked men—and she was a teacher! Of course, Zi Hui wouldn't say that aloud. "
Xiaolin, the fault lies with your classmate. She shouldn't have spread it around. However, I believe she was just curious and didn't have any bad intentions. By the way, did your older brother say anything to you today?"
The girl's mood seemed to be improving. She looked up at Zihui and said, "My brother said he's going to transfer me to another school."
She then pressed her face against her sister's soft chest.
"Transfer?"
Zihui was slightly startled, then understood what the man meant. He was worried the girl would face discrimination at school. However, this wasn't the best solution. "Xiaolin
, what do you think?"
The girl shook her head, unsure whether she didn't want to transfer or had no opinion. Zi Hui cupped the girl's face in her palms, looked into her eyes, and said, "Xiao Lin, you have to have ambition. You have to get up wherever you fall. You didn't do anything wrong in this matter. Besides, this school is very good, and you've always studied here. I don't think transferring is appropriate. Have you heard the saying, 'Walk your own path and let others talk'? You need to have that kind of determination now. But I think people will forget about this soon enough, don't you think?"
Xiao Lin felt cheerful after hearing Zi Hui's words, because this older sister was the person she admired most. If even she said she wasn't wrong, it meant she was a normal person and not as serious as the teachers at school said. The girl sat up abruptly, grabbed Zi Hui's arm, and pleaded sweetly, "Sister, please talk to my brother. I don't want to transfer schools. I have a few good friends, and if I hadn't come here today, they might have come to visit me."
Seeing the girl's mood brighten, Zi Hui sighed and said, "I'll talk to your brother, but he's only doing this for your own good. He doesn't know how brave our Xiao Lin is."
Xiao Lin suddenly became shy again and nestled into Zi Hui's arms.
"When are you going to school?"
Zi Hui asked, gently patting the girl in her arms.
"Tomorrow,"
the girl replied firmly.
"Tomorrow? I don't think it's necessary to rush. You can rest for a few days. If you fall behind, I'll have Teacher Zhou tutor you."
She paused, then remembered the girl's home, and added, "From now on, you can live here with me. I'll take you to school every day. I'll tell your mother. Okay?"
The girl softly hummed in agreement. "
Okay, now go to sleep obediently."
Zi Hui and the girl lay down in bed. As soon as they were settled, Xiao Lin snuggled into her sister's arms. Zi Hui could only reach out and embrace her, thinking of Qiao Fei in the next bedroom. She just wanted to quickly comfort the little one and also soothe her own burning heart, but she couldn't bear to push the girl away. She'd wait until she fell asleep. Xiao Fei must be getting impatient. Xiao Fei must be angry. Sister's coming, coming to pamper my little darling. Sister will make you tremble happily in Sister's arms today. Thinking this, Zi Hui fell asleep with a warm feeling of spring.

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