[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - Chapter 33

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Chapter 88 Forced to Act
Suburbs. Grand Garden Residential Complex. Night. This is a duplex apartment, luxuriously decorated. The spacious living room is furnished with antique mahogany furniture. On the wall opposite the sofa hangs an unnamed oil painting of a nude woman. The woman reclines languidly, one hand casually covering her private parts. Her breasts are vibrant and alluring, and her curvaceous body seems to be covered with a fine layer of fragrant sweat, shimmering with a faint sheen. The painting vividly portrays the woman's infinite satisfaction and languid weakness after lovemaking. At this moment, on the sofa opposite the painting, Zhang Aijun, legs spread, is squinting at the painting, admiring it. With a rising heat in his lower abdomen, the desire within him seems to have been fermented and is boiling over by the painting before him. Why isn't he here yet? Is there traffic again? He couldn't help but raise his wrist to check his watch; it was already past nine o'clock at night. Just as Zhang Aijun was feeling uneasy, he heard the sound of a key turning in the lock. A slight smile crept onto his lips as he forced himself to remain seated, his bright eyes fixed on the woman who entered. Li Qing had rushed over from home after receiving Zhang Aijun's call. To convince her husband she was going to an urgent meeting at the station, she had left in her police uniform. The moment Li Qing entered, she saw the fire in the man's eyes and noticed the bulge between his spread legs. He was already prepared. Thinking about the impending spectacle, Li Qing felt a flush rise to her face, and her sensitive area immediately became moist. She reached for her coat, preparing to remove her police uniform, when Zhang Aijun said, "Don't take it off, keep it on."
Li Qing blushed and bent down to get slippers from the shoe cabinet, but Zhang Aijun commanded again, "Like this, don't move."
Li Qing had no choice but to stick her full buttocks out high, her black stockings beneath her uniform short skirt. After a while, without a sound from the man, Li Qing couldn't help but turn around, her eyes glistening with tears as she looked at him. She saw his triangular eyes staring intently at her back. In an instant, she felt a surge of heat, her legs giving way, and she knelt on the floor, panting heavily. "It's always like this. I can't resist his teasing. I'm truly a woman with a wanton nature to my very core!" "
Come here. Let me see if you're wet,"
Zhang Aijun beckoned to the woman, satisfied with her performance. Whether Li Qing's legs were truly weak, or she was simply accommodating the man's desire to conquer, she didn't stand up. Instead, she turned and crawled towards him. Zhang Aijun's heart pounded, his body trembling with excitement. He reached out and stroked the woman's head a few times, like caressing a pet. Then, he suddenly grabbed her hair and pressed it against his crotch. Li Qing struggled a few times, whimpering, before succumbing to the man's lewd power… As the passion subsided, the two satisfied bodies lay intertwined on the narrow sofa. Zhang Aijun stroked the woman's sweaty body with one hand, smoking a cigarette as he did so, his greedy eyes insatiably savoring the afterglow of her orgasm. "
Look at you now, you're exactly like that painting. I never thought I could get a woman to this point at over fifty. Is it because I'm eternally youthful, or are you just too lewd?"
Zhang Aijun pinched the woman's chin, turning her face towards him. Li Qing glanced at the painting sideways. In the past, just looking at that painting would send shivers down her spine. Now, hearing the man's teasing, she suddenly felt naked and without any privacy. She felt a surge of shyness for no reason and bit the man's chest. She said coquettishly, "Any woman in your hands will become a slut."
Zhang Aijun was pleased with the woman's words, stretched his body, patted the woman's buttocks, and said, "Now tell me what you've got."
Li Qing shifted to a more comfortable position in the man's arms and said lazily, "There's no concrete information, just some guesses. I asked Chen Guodong, and he said that Lin Zihui was transferred away the day after she was sent to the hospital. He said the possibility of kidnapping is unlikely; kidnappers wouldn't release someone without getting anything."
Zhang Aijun exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "You suspect it was him?"
"Actually, I already suspected him when Shang Rong called me the day Lin Zihui disappeared. But I still don't understand how he did it, or who he used."
Li Qing hummed almost in her throat with her eyes closed. Zhang Aijun sighed, "Old Qi is really something now. I've asked him several times, and he always brushed me off. I never expected him to start working independently. It's beneath him to be the deputy director."
Li Qing looked up at the man and said, "Li Changnian came to talk to you about personnel arrangements yesterday, right? You're still a long way from retirement, so why are you already..."
Before she could finish, Zhang Aijun slapped her on the bottom. "
You shouldn't pry into these things."
Li Qing huffed, wiggled her bottom, and said coquettishly, "Then don't talk to people about work anymore. If you want to talk, go to the office."
Zhang Aijun felt a tickle in his heart at the woman's coquettish manner. One hand slid from the woman's breasts to between her legs, feeling the wetness and heat there. He whispered in Li Qing's ear, "Don't worry, would I abandon my darling?"
Hearing the man's words, Li Qing seemed to feel better. She glanced at him seductively, and her plump thighs clamped around his hand, wriggling around it. "
Does Qi Shundong have any hope?"
Zhang Aijun was silent for a moment, then said unhappily, "Do you know why Qi Shundong dares to openly contradict me now?"
Seeing the woman's confused eyes, Zhang Aijun continued, "I was kept in the dark until yesterday when Li Changnian vaguely revealed a little bit to me. It turns out that Qi Shundong, only a few days after his divorce, actually hooked up with Li Changnian's daughter."
"Li Changnian's daughter? I've never heard of her. I only know that he has a teenage son."
Li Qing, ignoring the hand between her legs, propped herself up and asked in surprise. Zhang Aijun slapped Li Qing's white leg and said with a "Hey!", "Don't even mention it, if Li Changnian hadn't mentioned it, even I wouldn't know. Do you know what his daughter does?"
He paused, as if making a decision, and said, "She's a police officer, just like you and me, Li Manyuan, an internal affairs officer at the San Gong Police Station."
Li Qing exclaimed again, her expression as if she had just heard something incomprehensible. "
I've seen Li Manyuan before, she's a real beauty, but who would have thought she's Li Changnian's daughter? How... how come his daughter is at the police station... I mean, given Li Changnian's position as director..."
Zhang Aijun interrupted Li Qing, saying, "It's truly unbelievable. I suggested transferring Li Manyuan to the municipal bureau, but he refused outright. I don't know if he's just being aloof or if there's another reason, but I think there's something strange about this father and daughter."
Li Qing snorted, "This time, your flattery backfired."
Seeing that the woman dared to mock him, Zhang Aijun flipped her onto the sofa with her buttocks facing upwards, cursing, "You little slut, watch me teach you a lesson."
A series of crisp slapping sounds mingled with Li Qing's seductive moans. Looking at the woman's plump, swaying buttocks in front of him, Zhang Aijun suddenly became aroused again. He grabbed her buttocks, which he had slapped, with one hand, and with the other, guided his half-erect member into her still-damp flower path. Li Qing let out two exaggerated "ouches," still not forgetting the previous topic, and said breathlessly, "
I just can't believe it. Qi Shundong is twenty years older than Li Manyuan, and besides, he's a beauty..."
Zhang Aijun was now completely excited, panting and arching his body as he hummed, "So what if he's twenty years older? I'm twenty years older than you too, and you still bend over for me to fuck, don't you?"
Li Qing glanced back at the man, thinking, "She has no choice but to use her body to advance her career. If she had a father who was a high-ranking official, you old bastard wouldn't even be able to touch my pubic hair. Sigh! What exactly does Li Manyuan want from Qi Shundong?"

Chapter 89 Unexpected Disaster
Qi Shundong came out of his office as usual and got into his Audi. Instead of leaving immediately, he lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and started thinking about dinner. Although he and Zhu Hong had been divorced for some time, he hadn't yet adjusted to bachelor life. Before, as soon as he entered the house, hot tea and food would be waiting on the table; he didn't have to worry about anything. Now, forget about food; he had to prepare even the basic necessities himself, otherwise he wouldn't have anything to eat. The thought of his cold house, devoid of any warmth, filled Qi Shundong with frustration. He'd better find somewhere to eat somewhere else; it's been like this lately, hasn't it? There was a Hunan restaurant near the Municipal Public Security Bureau's residential compound that specialized in fish head dishes. One of their dishes, chopped chili fish head, really suited Qi Shundong's taste; he'd eaten there several times already. If not, he'd have dinner there. With that thought, Qi Shundong slowly drove onto the road. Stepping inside, he saw the restaurant was packed with people, a sea of diners. "Damn, the restaurant business is booming these days, like everyone's eating for free. Have the Chinese really gotten rich?" Qi Shundong stood at the entrance, helplessly watching the bustling restaurant, trying to find a seat. No wonder there were so many people today; it must be the weekend. Just as Qi Shundong hesitated, the female owner behind the counter noticed him. She had been paying attention to this regular customer lately, and after some inquiries, she learned he was the police chief from the neighboring compound. Feeling honored, she wanted to find an opportunity to get closer to him. And now, her chance had finally arrived. The female owner swayed her hips as she emerged from behind the counter, walked up to Qi Shundong, and exclaimed dramatically, "Oh! Isn't this Chief Qi? Are you here for a meal? Please come in and sit down, what are you doing standing at the door?"
Her voice was so loud it seemed she wanted everyone to hear her. Qi Shundong was startled, unable to recall when he had met this woman, but he immediately realized it must be the owner. "
There are so many people, not a single seat available,"
Qi Shundong said with a smile. The female proprietress patted the man's arm with a flirtatious smile and exclaimed, "Oh dear! Everyone else is busy, but you're here, so we have to find you a place. Besides, this hall is full of noisy, uncouth people; how can we let you sit here? Just come with me."
Ignoring the stares of the crowd and Qi Shundong's wishes, she pulled him inside. Qi Shundong chuckled; it seemed he wouldn't have to fight with these uncouth men for seats anymore. Since she was so kind, he decided to accept her offer and followed her to a small private room. Although the room was small, with only four seats, it was much better than the noisy and chaotic environment outside. "
Director Qi, what would you like to eat? I'll have them make it right away,"
the proprietress said solicitously after Qi Shundong was seated. "
Just a chopped chili fish head and a bowl of noodles will do,"
Qi Shundong ordered. "
Would you like a few more side dishes? It's on me today,"
the female owner said, still trying to ingratiate herself. "
No, no, I can't eat much by myself,"
Qi Shundong waved his hand and said, then asked, "How do you know me?"
The woman almost touched Qi Shundong's face with her delicate fingers and said coquettishly, "Director, you come and go in the courtyard every day, who wouldn't recognize you? Only a woman like me who never leaves the house is blind. I didn't recognize you the last few times, otherwise, how could I let you eat with those common folk? From now on, no matter when you come, we'll save a special seat for you. As long as the food suits your taste, please come and eat. We can't even invite a distinguished guest like you. It's a blessing for our little shop that you can come."
Although Qi Shundong smiled, he felt a sour taste in his heart. This woman had never met an official before; she could say all sorts of sycophantic things. "
Then please hurry up and give your instructions. I have things to do after I finish eating,"
Qi Shundong quickly interrupted the woman and said first. "
Okay, okay, please sit down and have some tea. The dishes will be here shortly."
The woman agreed as she left, her hips swaying so much she almost bumped into the doorframes. Qi Shundong was currently a bachelor, perpetually sexually frustrated, so he was very sensitive to women's flirtatious advances. The way the female boss swayed her hips as she left immediately aroused him, and he couldn't help but think of Li Manyuan again. In fact, ever since his one-night stand with Li Manyuan and learning that she was Li Changnian's daughter, he had been feeling uneasy. It wasn't that Qi Shundong was afraid of trouble, but he felt the whole thing was too bizarre. How could it all be such a coincidence? Qi Shundong and Li Changnian only had occasional contact at work. He knew nothing about Li Changnian's family, though he had heard that Li Changnian couldn't control his rebellious nineteen-year-old son. He never expected that Li Changnian had a daughter who did the same job as him. What particularly puzzled Qi Shundong was that Li Manyuan was still a virgin. If Li Manyun were just a promiscuous woman, Qi Shundong could sleep with her without consequence, even if she were the emperor's princess. The problem was, he was now Li Manyun's first man. What did that mean? It meant he couldn't just walk away after the deed was done. Moreover, the person behind her was… Qi Shundong thought about Li Manyun almost every night in bed. Of course, he didn't just think about her beautiful face and youthful body; he also wondered about their future together, and racked his brains trying to figure out Li Manyun's motives for giving herself to him. Initially, he thought Fang Yuliang had orchestrated his one-night stand, but he was wrong. Li Manyun wasn't someone Fang Yuliang could manipulate. Of course, the question that kept popping into Qi Shundong's head was: Did Li Changnian already know about his affair with his daughter? Would Li Manyun tell her father? If Li Changnian found out, how would he react? Qi Shundong's temples throbbed with worry about this, and he never found a satisfactory answer. "Forget it, there's no use thinking about it. What's meant to happen can't be stopped. So what if he slept with a woman? Isn't Li Changnian's daughter a woman too? Doesn't she also seek out men for sex?" Just as Qi Shundong was lost in thought, a knock came at the door. The door to the private room was gently pushed open, and a young man pushed it open with his buttocks, slowly walking in carrying a steaming bowl of fish soup. Qi Shundong chuckled inwardly. This proprietress really knew how to flatter people. Usually, when he ate fish head soup, there was no soup, but today she brought such a huge bowl—it was too extravagant. Qi Shundong didn't even notice the young man carrying the soup bowl, his eyes fixed on the oily, almost overflowing bowl, and laughed, "Your proprietress is really something, who can drink all this?"
The young man stood before Qi Shundong, holding the soup, and said solemnly, "This soup wasn't from the proprietress, it's a greeting from a good friend."
Qi Shundong was taken aback. Could there be someone he knew outside? Just then, the young man flicked his wrist, and Qi Shundong felt a red light and a wave of heat rush towards his face. With a long howl, Qi Shundong jumped up from his seat, covering his face with his hands, and then slumped onto the table. The young man casually dumped the basin on Qi Shundong's head and was about to turn and leave when he noticed a bulge at Qi Shundong's waist. He quickly stepped forward, lifted Qi Shundong's jacket, and saw a brown holster hanging on the belt. Without hesitation, the young man reached in, pulled out a small Type 4 pistol, stuffed it into his pocket, glanced one last time at the man writhing in pain on the table, a cruel smile appearing on his lips, turned, opened the door of the private room, entered the chaotic hall, nodded to the two customers who had been watching the door closely, and left. A moment later, someone shouted from inside the private room, but the noise outside almost drowned out the scream. It wasn't until a waitress rushed to the counter, speaking rapidly and urgently to the female owner in a local dialect, that the two customers calmly got up and disappeared into the night.

Chapter 90 Earnest Advice
A southeasterly wind from the Pacific blew all day, signaling the approach of spring. Since bringing Zi Hui home, Shang Rong had barely left the house for a week. He had intended to have a good talk with her, partly to help her recover her memory, and partly because he desperately wanted to know what terrible things she had experienced, as well as to find clues about the kidnappers. However, Shang Rong never expected that Zi Hui wouldn't recognize him at all, treating him like a stranger. Qiao Fei, on the other hand, was making rapid progress. She spent almost every day nestled by Zi Hui's bedside, rambling on about the past. Although Zi Hui hadn't completely remembered who she was, she had fully accepted her and allowed Qiao Fei to sleep in the same bed with her at night. Shang Rong felt disheartened. He had shared a bed with her for over ten years, yet in Zi Hui's heart, he was less important than a little girl. Helpless, he could only sigh and lie on the sofa reading to pass the time, occasionally sneaking into the bedroom while Zi Hui slept to see her, kiss her on the cheek, and touch her thin, frail body. Xiaoya is rarely home during the day now, busy with company business all day. Shang Rong heard from Fatty Wang Shili that Xiaoya has been frequently visiting the head office lately, casually inquiring about business matters. Shang Rong didn't know whether to be happy or worried. Why was this little girl suddenly showing such a strong desire for power? Perhaps it was inherited from Qi Shundong. However, Shang Rong didn't want to interfere, just coldly observing everything at the company. "
Brother, come quick!"
With a sweet call, Shang Rong saw Qiao Fei standing upstairs waving at him. Her face was full of excitement. Shang Rong put down his book, his face stern, and scolded, "What's all the fuss about?"
Qiao Fei said coquettishly, "Fine, don't come then. I finally convinced Sister Zihui to talk to you."
After saying that, she turned to leave. Shang Rong threw his book on the sofa, jumped up, and said, "Coming, coming."
Since Zihui came back, she had been resting in bed, occasionally moving around in her room, but never leaving her bedroom. She also ate all three meals a day in her bedroom. Zi Hui had just woken up, her face still flushed from sleep. She had only reluctantly agreed to let Shang Rong into the bedroom after Xiao Ya's earnest persuasion. Now, seeing the man enter, she felt a sudden, inexplicable tension, unconsciously pulling the blanket up to her chin, her beautiful eyes revealing a wary look. Shang Rong dragged a chair to the edge of Zi Hui's bed, trying to be as gentle and approachable as possible, as if afraid of startling the woman. Qiao Fei, who had been standing nearby, secretly slipped out while Zi Hui wasn't looking. "
Hui Hui, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll have them buy it for you,"
Shang Rong said, leaning forward with a kind smile. Zi Hui looked at the man with a confused expression, and after a long while, she said, "What do you want from me? Hurry up and finish, then get out."
Shang Rong felt a chill in his heart, and he really felt like crying, but he still said gently, "Hui Hui, Fei'er has already told you what happened. Why don't you believe me now? I really am your husband. I am Shang Rong. You always call me Brother Rong. Don't you remember me at all?"
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the woman, hoping to see a sign of attraction on her face. However, he was disappointed after a while. Zi Hui pouted and snorted, "You're lying. I don't have a husband. Get out."
Shang Rong was both amused and exasperated. He patiently said, "Hui Hui, do you remember when we used to live together? Back then, I lost a lot of money in the stock market, and you were unhappy about it."
Shang Rong wanted to use Zi Hui's most vivid memory to trigger her lost memories. Sure enough, Zi Hui seemed to react when she heard the word "stock market." She turned her head on the pillow to look at the man, muttering "stock market, stock market" under her breath, her eyes glazed over as if she was deep in thought. Shang Rong slowly leaned closer and, seeing Zi Hui's pensive expression, felt a pang of pity and couldn't resist gently kissing her cheek. Unexpectedly, Zi Hui instantly snapped awake, shoving the man's head away with a scream, her face turning bright red. "
You shameless scoundrel, get away from me!"
Overwhelmed with grief, Shang Rong desperately embraced the woman through the blanket, almost choking back tears, "Huihui, I really am your husband, look at me!"
Zi Hui didn't have time to look at him, struggling wildly while shouting, "Fei'er, Fei'er..."
Qiao Fei hadn't gone far and was startled by Zi Hui's shouts. She rushed in, pulled Shang Rong away, and held Zi Hui's trembling body in her arms, comforting her, "Sister, don't be afraid, sister, don't be afraid, Fei'er is here..."
Zi Hui curled up in Qiao Fei's arms like a timid child, pointing at Shang Rong and sobbing, "He's a scoundrel... He bullied me, you have to kick him out..."
Qiao Fei agreed, "Okay, okay," while winking at the man. Shang Rong remembered the doctor's advice not to agitate women, so he left dejectedly, silently cursing, "Who did this to my woman? I curse their ancestors for eighteen generations!"
Before he even reached the bottom of the stairs, he saw Yang Sao hurrying towards him with his phone in her hand. "
Mr. Shang, your phone is ringing."
Shang Rong took the phone from the woman, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw the number. It was her? Why was she calling now…? For some reason, Shang Rong always had a strange feeling whenever he saw Li Qing, a feeling that shared only one thing in common with his previous feelings when he saw beautiful women: a desire to pin her down and have sex with her. And this feeling grew stronger with each meeting. Shang Rong couldn't figure out if it was due to the woman's inherent charm or his own twisted psychology. However, since the woman had replaced Old Yang, in Shang Rong's heart, she was no longer an outsider. Like two people who had received a marriage certificate, even without a wedding ceremony, sleeping together was perfectly natural. Since Li Qing and he had formed an alliance, they were practically family. Especially since their alliance was a clandestine one, their privacy even stronger than that of a romantic relationship. Therefore, Shang Rong felt he could easily take her down anytime, anywhere, if he wanted. However, seeing Li Qing's cold face and aloof gaze when she entered, Shang Rong slightly changed his mind. After all, business was business, and sex was sex; the two weren't always inseparable. There were exceptions, and perhaps Li Qing was one of them.

(Chapter 91: Addressing Each Other as Brother and Sister)
Li Qing hadn't even taken off her coat, ignoring the tea Shang Rong offered her, her eyes fixed on the man, her chest heaving with turmoil. Shang Rong seemed to have already known Li Qing's purpose. He chuckled twice, took a sip of tea, and asked in a low voice, "Did you receive the little gift I gave you last week?"
A blush crept onto Li Qing's angry face, and she seemed unable to remain silent any longer. She said, word by word, "Do you know the consequences of what you've done?"
Shang Rong seemed bewildered by this abrupt question, looking at Li Qing in astonishment and saying, "What are you talking about? What did I do?"
Seeing that the man was feigning ignorance, Li Qing became even angrier, suppressing her voice as she said, "Stop pretending. Qi Shundong is lying in the hospital right now."
Shang Rong feigned surprise and said, "What? He's injured? Is it serious?"
Li Qing seemed to have anticipated that the man would deny everything. She sneered, "It's no use denying it. This matter bears your mark and your name. Anyone with eyes can see that."
Shang Rong lit a cigarette, looking aggrieved, and said, "Qi Shundong imprisoned so many people. There's at least a company or battalion that wanted revenge. Why is the blame being pinned on me? I'll send people to protect him tomorrow, otherwise he'll blame me for even the smallest thing."
Li Qing was both amused and exasperated by the man's words. She didn't have time to argue with him and said seriously, "You haven't even settled the matter of killing two policemen before, and now you're trying to shift the blame onto Qi Shundong. Who is Qi Shundong? Do you know you're going against the entire city's police force? All the police will become your enemies."
He paused, savoring the taste, then picked up his teacup, took a sip, and continued, "Then no one will dare to stand up for you anymore. Director Zhang was furious when he found out about this and has already ordered the criminal investigation team to open a case and investigate. What if they find even the slightest clue..."
Shang Rong, who had remained expressionless throughout Li Qing's words, couldn't help but interrupt her angrily, saying, "Qi Shundong is a person, and my wife is a person too! How can you drag the entire city's police force into this just because Qi Shundong got a minor injury? My wife almost lost her life, and who cared?"
Suddenly realizing he had gotten too agitated, he softened his tone, saying, "I, Shang Rong, am responsible for my actions. You can push everything onto me, but you must provide evidence. Aren't you police the ones who value evidence the most?"
Li Qing looked at Shang Rong and sighed inwardly. This man seemed determined to go down this path to the bitter end. He considered his words as a gesture of responsibility out of respect for Sun Xiaoning. "
Do you know who's taking care of Qi Shundong in the hospital right now?"
Shang Rong, hearing yet another nonsensical question, simply remained silent. Li Qing leaned closer to the man and whispered, "Li Manyun."
Li Manyun? That sounded like a woman's name. "
What does it have to do with me? Qi Shundong's got quite the luck with women."
Li Qing sneered at the man's indifferent expression. "Li Changnian's daughter from the Provincial Department."
Shang Rong's ears twitched. Li Changnian? No way, Qi Shundong's divorce was only a few days ago? Wait, the department head's daughter? Oh no! Shang Rong now understood the woman's intention. If Qi Shundong really was involved with Li Changnian's daughter, offending Qi Shundong would be one thing, but offending Qi Shundong was tantamount to offending Li Changnian as well. The consequence of offending Li Changnian was only one thing: he could no longer rely on Zhang Aijun as a pawn. Shang Rong secretly gasped. The situation seemed complicated. If Li Qing hadn't told him, he might never have known the inside story. It seemed Qi Shundong was untouchable; he had a powerful backer. What did he have? "It's just a little money. Power is the real hard currency. Your paper money can become worthless at any time." "
Sister Li Qing."
Shang Rong's words startled Li Qing. When did this man become so sweet-talking, even calling her "sister"? Before he could finish, Li Qing quickly waved her hands, saying repeatedly, "I don't deserve it, I can't accept it."
Shang Rong cursed inwardly, "Of course you can't accept it, you're only fit to be my plaything."
But aloud, he said sincerely, "For so long, in crucial moments, only you have cared for me and helped me. I've been without parents and siblings since I was little. In my heart, you're like my own sister. Even my own sister might not care for me like you do."
As he spoke, a sorrowful expression appeared on his face, which moved Li Qing slightly. She sighed and said softly, "No matter what, we're on the same path after all. I just hope you think twice before you act."
Shang Rong chuckled inwardly; this was the tone of an older sister. "
Sister, do you think I should go see Zhang Aijun and clarify things..."
Li Qing stood up, glanced at the man, and whispered, "
Don't rush, let's wait and see. I'll call you..."
She turned to leave. Shang Rong tugged at her coat and said, "Sister, I transferred 200,000 yuan to your card last week. Buy whatever you like."
Li Qing turned back to look at the man, her expression unreadable. After a long silence, she pointed a delicate finger at his forehead and said angrily, "You'll get me killed sooner or later, you bad guy..."
Then she hurriedly fled. Shang Rong watched the woman's retreating figure, his expression shifting several times, his face a mixture of emotions. Trouble was brewing; he had to be prepared. Did that old dog Qi Shundong get burned badly? "And the director's daughter is with him too, really..." Just as she was lost in thought, Gao Yan pushed open the door and walked in. She was startled by the man's expression and pointed outside the door in confusion, asking, "Who was that woman just now?"
Shang Rong grabbed his coat and yelled at the woman fiercely, "Mind your own business!"
Then he rushed out the door. Gao Yan couldn't help but smile at the man's flustered state. She never thought he would be rejected by a woman. Just as she was lost in thought, Xiao Lin ran over, smiling, and took Gao Yan's hand, saying, "Sister, my brother is here."
Gao Yan lightly tapped the girl on the head and laughed, "Your brother just ran out in a daze..."
Xiao Lin blushed and said sweetly, "No, that... he's my own brother..."
Just then, Ai Shan walked over, turning his head to look behind him as he asked Gao Yan, "I just saw President Shang leave from here, it seemed like he had something urgent."
Gao Yan laughed, "That's just how he is, he's impatient."
As she spoke, Xiao Lin made some tea, and the group sat down and chatted and laughed.

Chapter 92 A Clever Plan
The news brought by Li Qing sent a chill down Shang Rong's spine. His worries proved unfounded. At that moment, Li Changnian from the Provincial Public Security Department sat angrily in Zhang Aijun's office. Zhang Aijun looked dejected. "
Old Zhang,"
Li Changnian said, his tone softening slightly as he looked at Zhang Aijun's dejected expression, "Things have been quite abnormal here this past year. The Zheng Gang case is another story; there's been absolutely no progress. The case of the police officer's death and the police officer's suicide also have no leads. Now, the head of the Public Security Bureau has been attacked in broad daylight! Is this still a society governed by law? If even the life of a Public Security Bureau chief isn't guaranteed, how can the people feel safe? With such rampant criminal activity, what are you, the head of the Public Security Bureau, doing?"
Li Changnian's voice rose again, and he banged on the coffee table. Seeing Zhang Aijun sitting there smoking, Li Changnian seemed even angrier. "
I personally visited Comrade Shundong yesterday. Why was he attacked? Simply because his work stepped on the criminals' toes, incurring their resentment. But the criminals' rampant behavior is directly related to our weakness. As the top leader, did you provide the necessary support in dealing with Comrade Shundong's work? I spoke with Comrade Shundong, and he believes that some people in the bureau are colluding with the criminals. You mustn't take this lightly."
Zhang Aijun felt increasingly uneasy. It seemed Li Changnian had come today mainly to interrogate him on behalf of Qi Shundong. Humph! He's not even your son-in-law yet, and he's already putting on airs in front of me. Zhang Aijun licked his lips, seemingly offering a sincere apology: "Old leader, the responsibility mainly lies with me."
He sighed deeply and continued, "I truly feel I'm getting old and my strength is failing me. I desperately want a younger, more capable comrade to take over. I fully accept the old leader's criticism, and I just hope Comrade Shundong recovers quickly and returns to his post as soon as possible. I truly feel like I'm on my last legs."
Hearing Zhang Aijun actually shirking his responsibilities and saying such indifferent things, Li Changnian was speechless with anger. Yes, Zhang Aijun, you dare say these things today? Isn't it just because of your relationship with the municipal party secretary? You've even disregarded your old superior! Fine, you'll get what's coming to you. "
Old Zhang, it's not right to say discouraging things at a time like this. I hope you and Comrade Shundong can unite sincerely, agree on your thoughts, and work together to solve the case as soon as possible. You should quickly come up with a plan and
submit it. The director is taking the case of the criminals attacking Comrade Shundong very seriously, and Secretary Wang of the Municipal Party Committee has also expressed his commitment to solving the case as soon as possible." As he spoke, Li Changnian stood up to leave, but then seemed to remember something. "
I heard that Shang Rong is a prime suspect. It seems like he's involved in everything. Should we focus our investigation on him? Also, that gun is an important clue."
Zhang Aijun replied casually, "I will definitely follow your instructions."
Watching Li Changnian walk to the door, Zhang Aijun chuckled and said, "Old boss, when are
you going to invite me to your daughter's wedding?" Li Changnian turned around, glanced at Zhang Aijun, and chuckled a few times, saying, "Or you can invite me to your victory celebration."
After Li Changnian left, Zhang Aijun sat in his executive chair, swaying back and forth while weighing the pros and cons. On one side was his direct superior, and on the other was his old comrade-in-arms whose power was omnipresent. It seemed difficult to maintain a balance. So, which side should he gamble on? If he was pragmatic, he would follow the leader; if he was looking at the long term, he couldn't offend his old comrade-in-arms. Shang Rong, why are you haunting me like a ghost? Can't you just give me a break? The door opened, and Li Qing quietly walked in. She looked at the man who was squinting in thought, and as usual, walked behind him and rubbed his shoulders. "
What did he say?"
Zhang Aijun asked, touching the small hand on his shoulder. "
He did it. He said he wanted to see you,"
Li Qing whispered. Zhang Aijun pondered for a moment and said, "There's no need to see me. I haven't stooped so low as to negotiate with a petty thug."
"What did Li Changnian say?"
Li Qing asked. "
What could he say? Humph! He relayed Qi Shundong's inner thoughts to me. It seems that petty thug is in trouble."
Li Qing stopped what she was doing, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Even if the bones are broken, the skin is still connected!" Zhang
Aijun felt annoyed by the woman's words. He stood up abruptly from his chair and paced back and forth quickly, like a cornered beast. Suddenly, he stopped in front of Li Qing, stared into her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "That petty thug said that Qi Shundong kidnapped his woman. What evidence does he have?"
Li Qing casually replied, "It's just a guess."
"No way!"
Zhang Aijun shook his head, walked to the window, looked at the crowd on the street for a while, and turned back to say, "There's something I almost forgot. Isn't Fang Yuliang the director of the San Gong Police Station now?"
Li Qing nodded, seemingly understanding what the man meant. Zhang Aijun continued, "That Li Manyuan is also at the Sangong Police Station. What a coincidence! The Sangong Police Station has absolutely no connection with Qi Shundong, so how could he..."
"You suspect Fang Yuliang?"
Li Qing asked hastily. Zhang Aijun ignored the woman's question and continued, "Fang Yuliang is Qi Shundong's staunch supporter. It was he who suggested putting Fang Yuliang at the Sangong Police Station."
He then suddenly turned around and whispered to the woman, "If Qi Shundong is really involved in the kidnapping of Lin Zihui, then Li Changnian won't be able to say anything."
Li Qing asked doubtfully, "You mean you want Chen Guodong to investigate?"
Zhang Aijun slapped the woman's big buttocks and chuckled, "You're quite quick-witted in bed."
Seeing the woman blush, he continued, "That little rascal can't always rely on us. He has to save himself, understand? He's rich, isn't he? Money makes the world go round. You can help him secretly, but be very careful, these are very sensitive times."
Li Qing finally understood the man's intention, but she was still somewhat skeptical. "
He's just a businessman, is that alright?"
Zhang Aijun sat back in his chair and scolded, "He's even a businessman? Would a businessman do something like throwing oil soup in the face of the police chief? Just do as I say."
He paused, narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and said, "Find a way to arrange for him to meet with Secretary Wang. Isn't that chief secretary your old classmate?"
Li Qing stood there, seemingly still trying to understand her leader's intentions, when Zhang Aijun called out, "What are you standing there for? Come over here and massage my shoulders! My shoulders are becoming more and more dependent on your little hands."
Li Qing breathed softly into the man's ear and said, "Where else can't I live without you?"

Chapter 93 Ecstasy Therapy
That night, Qiao Fei and Zi Hui were chatting in bed. As they talked, Zi Hui became sleepy. Qiao Fei was surprised to see Zi Hui sit up, untie the belt of her nightgown, and then slowly take it off and place it on the cabinet next to her.
Her upper body was completely naked, and her lower body was only wearing a pair of panties. Just as she was about to lie down, she noticed Qiao Fei staring intently at her chest. Zi Hui chuckled and lightly slapped the girl, saying, "What's so interesting? You're not a man..."
Before she could finish, her face flushed, and she quickly burrowed under the covers. Qiao Fei was incredibly excited. This wasn't just because Zi Hui's body stirred up memories, but because she felt her sister's action indicated she was reverting to her old habit of sleeping naked—Zi Hui's biggest improvement in recent times. A sudden thought struck Qiao Fei. It seemed that after losing their memories, the first thing people regained was their habits. If... if she and her sister did that, would she remember the past...? Qiao Fei looked at Zi Hui, who was wrapped tightly in the blanket with only her head sticking out, and suddenly recalled their past secret trysts. Looking at Zi Hui's loose strands of black hair on the snow-white pillow, her flushed face, and her almost naked, voluptuous body under the covers, Qiao Fei felt a tingling sensation in her heart. Especially recently, the man was rarely seen during the day, and she slept with Zi Hui every night, leaving her physical desires unfulfilled. At this moment, a single action by Zi Hui stirred the latent desires within the girl. "
Sister, can you hold me while we sleep?"
Qiao Fei asked, and before Zi Hui could react, she slipped into the covers, embracing her warm, smooth body, pressing her head against the soft flesh, her breath coming in short gasps. Zi Hui gasped in surprise, her body tensing instantly. She cried out, "Fei'er, what are you doing? Sister..."
Before she could finish, she felt a heat and a tingling sensation on her chest. Looking down, her face flushed crimson. She twisted her body, crying out, "Fei'er...no...Sister is a woman just like you...how can you..."
Qiao Fei spat out the bud from her mouth, humming softly, "Sister...don't you really remember? We used to sleep like this...it was so comfortable...Sister, don't move...I'll make you feel good..."
Ignoring Zi Hui's struggles, she continued sucking on the wet clitoris, making a soft, slurping sound. A small hand slid down Zi Hui's abdomen, gently kneading the soft flesh. Zi Hui reacted as if it were her first time doing this. She protested softly, twisting her body, trying to escape the girl's grasp. Qiao Fei suddenly looked up, leaned down at Zi Hui, and said, "If you move around again, I'll never talk to you again. Then I'll have Rong Ge come and keep you company."
These words seemed to hit Zi Hui's sore spot. She let out a soft "Ah!" and her body went limp, obediently refusing to move. Qiao Fei smiled slyly, got up, and calmly removed her clothes. Then, naked, she lay on top of Zi Hui, lowered her head, and began to suckle and kiss her bright red lips. Zi Hui couldn't speak, only able to let her tongue be sucked into the girl's mouth. Perhaps Zi Hui was gradually tasting something, because soon she quieted down, closed her eyes, and tilted her head back, accepting the girl's kisses while her hands involuntarily slid slowly across the girl's body, even lingering on her buttocks for a moment. Qiao Fei observed Zi Hui's reaction, seeing her eyes closed and slowly humming, seemingly enjoying it, and felt a surge of joy. So he slowly sat up and kissed his way down from her mouth until her head was buried under the covers. A moment later, Zi Hui's face was flushed, her body trembling as she let out a muffled groan, then bit her lip and began to hum softly through her nose, just like always. Qiao Fei, upon hearing this, felt as if she were listening to a beautiful old tune, the familiar melody transporting her back to the past. She became even more active in bed… That day, Fang Yuliang came to the police station's internal affairs office, where only Li Manyu was inside. Perhaps because of Qi Shundong's injury, Li Manyu seemed downcast, barely acknowledging Fang Yuliang as he entered. She simply kept clicking the mouse on the computer.
"Manyuan, how is Director Qi's injury?"
Fang Yuliang pulled up a chair and sat down close to Li Manyuan. A woman's fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and he couldn't help but secretly inhale a few times. Li Manyuan didn't even move her head, casually replying, "Didn't you go to see him?"
Fang Yuliang chuckled a few times, then said viciously, "If I catch that bastard, I'll kill him with my own hands."
Li Manyuan glanced at Fang Yuliang and snorted, "Then why are you still sitting here? Criminals don't turn themselves in."
Fang Yuliang was furious at Li Manyuan's teasing, but he couldn't retaliate, so he shamelessly moved closer to Li Manyuan with a grin and said, "But with a beauty like you personally taking care of him, Director Qi's injury will definitely heal faster."
As he spoke, he inexplicably reached out and touched the woman's face. Li Manyuan stood up abruptly, her face flushed, and said sharply, "Fang Yuliang, show me some respect!" Fang
Yuliang had long coveted Li Manyu's beauty, but hadn't had the chance to make a move. Now that things had come to a head, he decided to disregard the consequences and pulled Li Manyu into a tight embrace. He rubbed his mouth against the woman's face and said inappropriately, "I saw everything that night... Manyu, I really like you... Besides, I'm one of Director Qi's men, we're not outsiders..."
Before he could finish speaking, Li Manyu slapped Fang Yuliang across the face. He seemed unable to believe that a woman would hit him. He covered his face with one hand, his eyes wide open, and cursed, "You bitch, what are you pretending to be innocent for? What? You think I'm too low-ranking? Should I give Director Qi a report one of these days and let you play with me for a couple of days?" "
Li Manyuan pointed at Fang Yuliang with one finger, her body trembling as she cursed, "You surnamed Fang, don't you even open your eyes and look at yourself? It's none of your business if I, Li Manyuan, sleep with any man I want! What kind of person are you…"
Fang Yuliang's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he was about to pounce when he heard someone shout from downstairs, "Chief Fang, people from the bureau are here." Fang Yuliang was startled, then pointed at Li Manyuan and said, "Wait here."
Then he hurriedly went downstairs. Standing in the corridor, Fang Yuliang saw Chen Guodong from the Municipal Bureau standing in the courtyard downstairs with several people. Why was he here? Was it because of Lin Zihui's case? Why the tension? Maybe he was just passing by. "
Oh, Chief Fang, long time no see! How did it go? Everything went smoothly?"
Chen Guodong greeted Fang Yuliang warmly as soon as he saw him, especially emphasizing the words "Chief Fang." Fang Yuliang cursed inwardly, "You little bastard, you're really getting your comeuppance." He
then feigned concern by shaking Chen Guodong's hand, saying, "What brings the captain to my little town?"
"Nobody comes here for no reason, it's all about Director Qi's case,"
Chen Guodong said, sizing up his former superior. "
How did Director Qi's case end up at the police station? Come in and have a seat."
Fang Yuliang led his men into the house. Meanwhile, upstairs, Li Manyuan stood behind the glass window, coldly watching the group below, a thoughtful expression on her face.

Chapter 94 Blood Is Thicker Than Water
Qi Xiaoya's words before leaving home that morning left Shang Rong in a daze all day. Ever since Qi Shundong's accident, Shang Rong had unconsciously avoided Xiaoya, as if he had done something wrong to her. He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that Xiaoya's gaze towards him was strange, seemingly containing anger, resentment, melancholy, and contradiction. Did she know? No matter what, Qi Shundong's blood flowed in her veins; blood is thicker than water! Besides, she was still young and her mind was unstable. If she got too close to Qi Shundong, sooner or later something unexpected would happen. The only way was to keep her away from this embarrassing center of trouble until things were over. That morning, Shang Rong had just come out of the bathroom when he saw Xiaoya carrying her bag, preparing to leave. Normally, Shang Rong might have taken advantage of the fact that no one was around to hug the girl and do something intimate, but today, he just smiled at her, as if he didn't know what to say. Unexpectedly, Xiaoya spoke first. "Come in for a moment, I have something to tell you." Shang Rong followed Xiao Ya into her bedroom with a nervous heart. Xiao Ya closed the door behind her as he entered, looking at him with a serious expression, as if he were a stranger. Shang Rong feigned ignorance and smiled, "What, do you want a formal farewell?" Xiao Ya bit her lip and finally spoke, "I want to move back with my mother." Tears welled in her eyes as she spoke. Shang Rong felt a chill and blurted out, "Why? Did someone say something?" Xiao Ya desperately shook her head, holding back her tears. Shang Rong pulled her into his arms, saying, "I've been exhausted by your sister Zi Hui's situation lately, and haven't had time to spend with you. Tell me what's bothering you." Xiao Ya seemed to have made up her mind and said, "It's not just about Zi Hui, is it? You did that too, didn't you?" It seems she knows. Who told her? Shang Rong released Xiao Ya, pretending to be confused, and said, "What? How would I know if you don't tell me? Do I have to hide anything from you?" Xiaoya didn't seem to expect the man to admit anything. She said softly, "You can kill him, but why humiliate him like this? What's the difference between humiliating him and humiliating me?" She then began to sob. Shang Rong was speechless for a moment. Xiaoya was right; even if his father was a bastard, he wouldn't tolerate outsiders humiliating him so freely. But could he admit this to Xiaoya? "Look at you, crying for no reason so early in the morning. If your mother sees you, she'll think I'm bullying you." Shang Rong reached out to wipe the girl's tears while trying to lighten the mood and change the subject. Xiaoya turned away from the man, tears still on her face, and said, "If you're going to burn his eyes out, you might as well kill him. How are you any different when you're so cruel?" Shang Rong was enraged by Xiao Ya's words and almost lost his temper, but seeing the girl's tearful face, he couldn't bear it. He plopped down on the bed, lit a cigarette, took a couple of puffs, and, suppressing his anger, said fiercely, "Regardless of whether I did it or not, I'm asking you, what did you say to me that night? Are you thinking about father-daughter relations now? He did that to your sister Zi Hui, and you didn't shed a tear? I'm just saying one thing: whoever makes me uncomfortable, I'll make sure they never have a peaceful life. I won't stop you from moving out, but you must remember my words." He stood up and walked out, turning back coldly as he left, asking, "Who told you?" Xiao Ya seemed stunned by the man's ruthlessness, standing there speechless. "Who told you!" Shang Rong asked again sharply. Xiaoya, trembling, cried as she looked into the man's wolfish eyes, "A...name...Li Manyuan called me..." Shang Rong slammed the door shut and let out a long sigh. Leaving the girl inside sobbing, he went downstairs. Downstairs, Aunt Yang was wiping the furniture, while Zhu Hong was arranging the flowers on the windowsill. Shang Rong paid special attention to Zhu Hong's expression, noticing the woman's smiling face and seemingly happy mood. It seemed Xiaoya hadn't told her mother yet; he wondered what Zhu Hong would think after hearing about Qi Shundong. "Mr. Shang, Miss said she wants to eat water chestnuts for lunch. I'll go to the market to see if I can find any," Aunt Yang said, oblivious to her master's expression. "I'm afraid you won't be able to find any this season. Zihui probably wants some fresh vegetables. If all else fails, just pick some fresh ones and buy them," Zhu Hong interjected. Shang Rong was feeling annoyed and had no interest in these domestic squabbles. He slumped onto the sofa, picked up a book, and started reading aimlessly. Suddenly, a strange thought popped into Shang Rong's mind. What would Yang Sao think if she knew it was her precious son who had spilled a pot of soup on the police chief? If Zhu Hong and Xiao Ya knew it was Yang Sao's son who had caused their ex-husband's father's condition, would they still coexist peacefully with Yang Sao? Thinking this, Shang Rong felt his home was like a stage, a farcical drama of grudges and resentments unfolding. After a long while, he saw Xiao Ya slowly come downstairs. Her face seemed to have been freshened up, though her eyes were a little red. She said to Zhu Hong, "Mom, I'm going to work." Her voice sounded normal. Shang Rong quickly sat up from the sofa and called to the girl, "Drive carefully!" Xiao Ya kept her head down, didn't look at him, grabbed a set of keys from the cabinet, and left. Shang Rong cursed inwardly, "You little brats, it's all because I spoiled you too much. You can't touch a tiger's tail now." Just then, Shang Rong's phone rang. He saw the number and his heart skipped a beat. This old woman never called with good news. What kind of bad news was she going to bring this time? Old Yang's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, like it was coming from outer space. "Hey kid, how's it going? Got your wife back?" Shang Rong knew Old Yang's opening lines usually didn't have any real meaning, so he replied casually, "She's back. Please keep her in mind." "Where are you? I'm getting senile, just wandering around aimlessly, I never know where I am. But the sun's shining brightly here, and there are so many beautiful women, like fish in the sea, all lively and energetic, my old eyes can't keep up!" Shang Rong chuckled, "Unfortunately, I can't help you." Old Yang paused to clear his throat, and Shang Rong knew he was about to get serious, his heart pounding faster. "But based on my experience, heartbreak often leads to gambling success. You're really good at keeping quiet, kid. You've made a fortune and you're just going to stay silent?" Shang Rong thought Old Yang was still joking, and chuckled dryly, "My little bit of money is jingling around like it's in your pocket. Don't you know whether I'm rich or not?" Old Yang was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "Didn't you buy any stocks in the 'Poor People's Source' sector?" Shang Rong suddenly realized that after buying stocks on Old Yang's advice last time, he had only checked them once, and they didn't seem to have risen much. Could it be... he bought a little and left it there without any significant increase? Shang Rong's heart began to pound. Old Yang wouldn't ask about his stocks for no reason. It had been over a month, and he had been so busy he'd forgotten everything. Could he have really struck it rich? In that instant, Shang Rong seemed to feel the pulse of the stock market, so much so that he didn't listen carefully to what Old Yang said afterward, only catching the last sentence: "Know when to stop."

Chapter 95: Divine Possession
Shang Rong sprang up from the sofa with a somersault, startling Zhu Hong who happened to be passing by. Thinking the man was up to "that" again, she blushed and said coquettishly, "How old are you? Still acting like a child!" She then stood motionless in front of him. Shang Rong didn't have time to think about such things, but she calmed herself down a bit and said to Zhu Hong, "You should go see Zhang Caixia sometime. She felt very close to you after meeting you last time, saying you look like the Virgin Mary." Shang Rong didn't know why she suddenly said something so nonsensical, but Zhu Hong replied earnestly, "Poor child, I was just thinking of going to see her too, to have her tell me the story of Jesus Christ." Shang Rong turned back on the stairs and said warningly, "She's not a child anymore. Be careful not to fall for her tricks. I absolutely will not allow you to serve Jesus Christ." Damn it, this isn't the stock market! It's a casino! Shang Rong stared at her stock, unable to believe what she was seeing. It all felt like a dream. "That's all money! No wonder I dreamt of mountains of gold and silver that night!" Shang Rong excitedly opened the settlement statement. The cost price was 5.40 yuan, and the selling price was 56.50 yuan. Next was the total asset value; the long string of numbers dazzled Shang Rong. It took him a while to roughly calculate that he had made nearly 500 million yuan from this one deal. "Sun Xiaoning, you really are my brother-in-law! Want another 10 million? I promise I won't even blink this time!" Suddenly, a surge of heat rose from his lower abdomen. That familiar feeling returned, and the urge to ejaculate made Shang Rong's face flush red. He clearly remembered the first time he made money in the stock market, he ejaculated on the computer screen; the second time, he ejaculated inside Gao Yan. This time… Shang Rong turned his head to look around the room, as if searching for a potential outlet. But the room was empty. "Am I going to have to vent in front of the computer screen again?" Absolutely not! Shang Rong seemed to be controlled by a magic force. With red eyes, he went to the stairwell and called out in a hoarse voice: "Honghong!" His voice echoed in the hall; the woman had already gone to see Zhang Caixia. Suddenly, Shang Rong thought of Zi Hui next door, but a sliver of clarity remained: Zi Hui couldn't handle stimulation. Where was Qiao Fei? Where had that little hussy gone? Damn it, when I need her, I can't find a single one! What use are so many women?! Just as Shang Rong was contemplating suicide, he heard the sound of a key turning in the door, and then saw Yang Sao carrying a bag of groceries. She bent down to change into slippers, and suddenly saw the man standing on the stairs staring at her, his eyes seeming to devour her. Yang Sao froze, thinking she had done something terrible. In Shang Rong's eyes, Yang Sao at that moment was like a celestial being descended to earth; her round buttocks were incredibly beautiful. He rushed down the stairs in a few steps, and before Yang Sao could react, he grabbed her and pressed her against the door, reaching for her belt. Only then did Yang Sao realize what the man was going to do, and she cried out in alarm: "Mr. Shang!" "Mr. Shang...
no..." Shang Rong ignored the woman's cries. At this moment, he felt like Yang Xiuqing, possessed by the Heavenly Father, able to do whatever he wanted, with all mortals obeying his commands, let alone a mere nanny. However, in his frantic efforts, he couldn't manage to pull down the woman's pants. Mrs. Yang was almost paralyzed with fear by the man's frenzied appearance. She secretly hoped he would succeed quickly; after all, she had already expressed her opinion last time. She just didn't know why the man had suddenly gone mad today. She held onto the door with one hand and reached for her waist with the other to loosen her belt. Her pants were immediately pulled down to her legs, revealing her white buttocks. Just as she was about to turn her head to look behind her, she suddenly felt a huge object enter her body. The intensity was something she had never experienced in her life, something she couldn't even imagine. She let out a long scream, then bit her hand to muffle her voice, whimpering while desperately arching her buttocks to receive the man's repeated thrusts. Yang Sao's shout startled Zi Hui upstairs. She listened intently for a while, finding the sound strangely familiar, as if she'd heard it somewhere before. The sound seemed to be tugging at a sensitive nerve in her mind, making her restless. A strong curiosity compelled her to get out of bed, wanting to see what was happening. However, she hesitated at the door. Fei'er wasn't around, and she was still a little scared. But the sounds outside were clearer, especially the crisp, loud thuds of bodies colliding. Each sound stimulated her heart, slowly drawing her consciousness back to reality. The once blurry images gradually became clearer in her mind. She couldn't resist opening the bedroom door and stealthily moving towards the stairs like a thief, until a scene appeared before her eyes. Zi Hui immediately shoved a fist into her mouth to prevent herself from screaming. They were doing it, right there in the living room! That buttocks were so white! Who was that woman? How shameless! Suddenly, her gaze fell on the sweating man—Shang Rong! "Isn't that Rong-ge?! How come he... He's my husband..." A surge of jealousy seemed to completely wake Zi-hui, and she cried out in her heart, "No!" Then everything went black, her body went limp, and she slowly collapsed onto the floor. Just then, Shang Rong finally unleashed his pent-up lust into Yang Sao's deep lair. Before he had even left the woman's body, as if sensing her limpness, he felt his God leave him in an instant, his mind clearing instantly. He didn't bother comforting Yang Sao; he rushed up the stairs, grabbed Zi-hui, and cried out hoarsely, "Hui-hui, Hui-hui, wake up! Do you know how much money I've made? More than you could ever spend!" Perhaps Zi-hui was sensitive to the word "money," for she slowly opened her eyes and weakly asked, "How much money have you made?" Shang Rong was overjoyed. He picked up the woman and carried her to the bedroom, ignoring her little fists pounding against his chest like drums. With a bang, the bedroom door slammed shut. For the next two hours, screams and cries of a woman could be heard coming from inside, followed by faint, breathless moans. Downstairs, Aunt Yang, her body limp, wiped away tears and muttered to herself, "This man is simply inhuman."

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