[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - 12

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Chapter 45 The Walls Have
Ears Shang Rong's excuse for going to Shanghai was to investigate the job market and recruit talent for the company. Zi Hui felt that the man was on the same page with her this time. The company was expanding, and talent had become a scarce resource. If the man could recruit a few management talents, it would relieve some pressure on her.
Before going to Shanghai, Shang Rong had a passionate encounter with two beauties. Zi Hui was alright, as she had other things to do and her mind wasn't entirely on Shang Rong. But Zhang Yan was different; she clung to the man, insisting that he take her with him. Shang Rong practically pleaded until his spittle was dry before he finally managed to coax her into letting go.
After dealing with the two at home, Shang Rong thought of Gao Yan. Since the last time he had sex with her, Gao Yan had taken sick leave for a while and stayed home. Shang Rong knew that the woman was heartbroken because of Zhang Ming. As for the sexual assault, that was just physical damage that would eventually heal, but the blow Zhang Ming had dealt her might not heal for a while.
Shang Rong wanted the woman to lick her wounds at home, so he hadn't visited her, and Gao Yan hadn't called him either. Now that he was going away for a few days, he felt he needed to talk to her about some things.
Gao Yan spent several days at home grieving, filled with hatred for Zhang Ming. She felt he wasn't a real man, abandoning her without a word of comfort. She was thankful she hadn't slept with him, otherwise she would have both wronged Shang Rong and become a resentful woman who had been used and then abandoned. However, she later realized Zhang Ming had his own difficulties; at least his loyalty and gratitude were admirable qualities in a man. After all, being loved by a despicable man wasn't a good thing.
So, after thinking it through, she quietly waited at home. She knew Shang Rong would come back to her sooner or later. A man like him, once you've been marked, will always remember you—to put it bluntly, possessiveness; to put it nicely, a sense of responsibility. So when Shang Rong pushed open the door, she wasn't surprised at all; her expression was as if the man had only left her bed that morning.
"I heard you were sick, and I wanted to come see you, but I was afraid of upsetting you, so I wanted you to recover before I came," Shang Rong said, as if conducting an examination.
"Now that I'm better, what's there to see?"
the woman said with a hint of coquettishness.
Seeing that things were basically looking up, Shang Rong boldly pulled the woman into his arms. Unexpectedly, Gao Yan didn't resist at all, which disappointed Shang Rong a little. However, when he saw the woman's swollen eyes, he tenderly kissed her lips a few times.
Unexpectedly, those few light kisses were met with a passionate kiss from Gao Yan, who dragged him towards the bedroom. Once inside, she began to undress, standing naked before him and saying, "From now on, I will only be your woman, and I will never fall in love with any other bastard."
Shang Rong laughed at the woman's declaration of love. He unceremoniously took off his clothes, pulled the woman onto the bed, and entered her under her determined gaze. Just as the climax was about to arrive, Gao Yan pushed the man away, rolled over, and stuck her plump buttocks high in the air, saying wildly, "Come in here. The fewest men have been in here; including you, there are only two."
Shang Rong thought to himself, "Damn it, you don't even know when to take revenge. I don't have time for you right now." He pounced on her and thrust into her repeatedly. The woman wanted to say something more, but she couldn't. She could only support herself on the headboard and let the man ejaculate into her rectum.
"Go back to work tomorrow. I've arranged another position for you,"
Shang Rong said after his breathing had calmed down.
Gao Yan seemed to still be recovering from the man's blow. She lay on the bed, her face buried in the pillow, silent for a long time. Shang Rong slapped her snowy buttocks and said, "I'm talking to you."
Gao Yan lazily turned over and said in a coquettish voice, "Where do you want to send me?"
Shang Rong smiled and pulled the woman into his arms, saying, "What do you mean by 'send me away'? I'm going to promote you. Didn't you work at a hotel before? After our hotel is renovated, you'll go there as the deputy general manager, in charge of finances. Yang Jun will still be the general manager. You just need to keep an eye on the money for me. Also, I've started a cultural communication company, and the money will come through the hotel's accounts. You need to handle the relevant procedures."
Gao Yan had been criticized by the man in bed, but now that he had entrusted her with an important task, she felt that the man still trusted her. She felt grateful to the man again and stuck out her tongue to lick the man's nipple, saying, "I'm not very familiar with the hotel's business."
Shang Rong put his hand between the woman's legs and said, "So take advantage of the fact that the hotel is under renovation now to learn the business. But Yang Jun will handle the operational matters."
Under the teasing of Shang Rong's fingers, Gao Yan quickly became wet. Nestled in the man's arms, she whimpered, "If you do it again, make me feel good this time..."
She then climbed up and lay back on the bed, spreading her legs to show him her wetness. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on him, filled with tenderness.
Shang Rong, aroused, entered her again amidst her pleas.
The tall figure of Jin Sheng, appearing in the lamplight, finally gave Zheng Gang a sense of belonging.
Jin Sheng, taking a closer look in the light, was shocked. Actually, Jin Sheng knew nothing about Zheng Gang's crimes. He never read books or newspapers, and his family didn't even have a television; naturally, he was unaware of what was happening in society. He was just puzzled because Zheng Gang had promised to find him something to do after a while. But he hadn't heard from him since. How could he not be surprised to see Zheng Gang in this state?
"What happened to you? Were you robbed?"
But then he thought, something didn't make sense. A robbery would only result in the loss of valuables; would those people even spare a hair?
Zheng Gang looked back and whispered, "Let's talk inside."
As soon as he entered the house, a woman's voice came from the inner room, asking, "Jinsheng, who is it? So late at night."
Zheng Gang was startled. Why was there a woman in this house? Last time he came, Jinsheng was alone. Seeing Zheng Gang's suspicious look, Jinsheng said, "Just met a girl."
Then he yelled towards the inner room, "Go to sleep, mind your own business."
He led Zheng Gang into a small room and said, "Brother, what happened to you? You look exactly like I did when I came out of prison."
Zheng Gang wasn't in the mood for banter and urged, "Get me something to eat first, then I'll tell you."
Jinsheng brought some cold dishes and rice, which Zheng Gang wolfed down while recounting the whole story to Jinsheng. Jin Sheng listened to Zheng Gang's story, his face shifting between surprise, joy, and anger, finally filled with admiration. When Zheng Gang finished, Jin Sheng excitedly slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Brother! I'm truly impressed! I never thought we were such kindred spirits, even on something like this, we're so determined to be on the same page! I used to think we weren't on the same wavelength, but now we're kindred spirits!"
Zheng Gang frowned and whispered, "Keep your voice down!"
He then winked at the neighbor next door.
Jin Sheng's excitement seemed to haven't subsided. He leaned closer to Zheng Gang and asked, "Where did you hide your money?"
Zheng Gang glanced at him and said, "Let's not talk about money now."
Jin Sheng protested, "Brother, don't you trust me?"
Zheng Gang said, "Fuck you! If I didn't trust you, would I have come here? The money is with someone else, but I can't go to him now. Don't worry, you'll have more money than you can spend in your lifetime."
Jin Sheng rubbed his hands together excitedly. Zheng Gang looked at Jin Sheng and asked, "Is this place safe? Does anyone usually come here?"
Jin Sheng replied, "Even ghosts don't come here, so you can stay here without worry."
Zheng Gang thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you have any money?"
Jin Sheng said, "I got a batch of fire-sale items a while ago, a bit, but not much."
Zheng Gang whispered, "Not too much either. You should find a quiet place to rent a room soon; you can only stay here for a while."
Jin Sheng asked, puzzled, "Why do I need to rent a room when I'm perfectly fine here?"
Zheng Gang said impatiently, "You can trust me. Also, you need to watch your mouth
when you're out there, and don't do anything petty like stealing chickens or dogs lately, remember that." Jin Sheng laughed, "Brother, you think I'm a virgin? I'm a seasoned veteran, I know everything." He
glanced at the next room and whispered, "Brother, haven't had a taste of meat in a while, huh? Want to go in and have some fun?"
Zheng Gang didn't understand at first, but then he realized what Jin Sheng meant. He kicked him and said, "I'm not interested in that. Get that woman out of here first thing tomorrow morning."
That night, the two of them plotted until almost dawn before going to sleep.
Zheng Gang never dreamed that the walls of Jin Sheng's dilapidated house were too thin and offered no soundproofing. The woman next door, who was eavesdropping, overheard their conversation. Although some of the words were spoken too softly to hear clearly, she understood the gist of the matter. It turned out to be a prisoner who had escaped from jail. Hundreds of millions of yuan. Good heavens, what kind of man is this? How is he going to spend so much money?! At first, the woman was a little nervous when she heard he was an escaped convict, but when she heard about the money, she forgot everything else. She just wanted a share.
The woman's name was Gu Aihua, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, somewhat attractive, a migrant worker from out of town. Unable to endure the hardship of carrying bricks and tiles on construction sites, and lacking other skills, she turned to prostitution to survive. At first, she only mingled with some fellow migrant workers from her hometown, but her business gradually expanded to the wider community. One day, she happened to meet Jin Sheng, and Aihua was attracted by his tall and powerful physique. After a few words, they started having sex. Since it was free, Jin Sheng was happy to oblige. So the two of them slept together every few days. He never expected to encounter such a good thing tonight.
Lying in bed, Aihua used her slutty logic to plan for a while, and immediately made up her mind. Later, when the man returned to bed, she pretended to be asleep.
After dawn, Jinsheng took her in his arms again, and Aihua deliberately made some seductive sounds to arouse the man, so that the man next door could hear and leave a good impression on him. "
Oh! My God! Good brother, you've already done it to me four times in one night... you've fucked me so hard there..."
After being exhausted by the man, Aihua, as usual, tidied herself up and went home.

Chapter 46 Losing Virginity for Love (Part 1)
As soon as she got off the plane, Xiaoyu was disappointed to find that it was raining heavily. She had come from a dry and cold place to a damp and cold world, and felt very uncomfortable. Looking at the man sitting next to her, who kept his head pressed against the car window and looking out, she wondered what he was looking at. Was this country bumpkin's first time in Shanghai?
Shang Rong hadn't actually looked at anything. He was reminiscing about his first trip to Shanghai with Yang Jun. It was raining that day, and the two of them were making grand pronouncements on the Bund. His own boasts still echoed in his ears, but regrettably, this time they weren't coming back to fight their way back, but to escape. They weren't here to train in Shanghai either; they might even be trained by someone else. There was an undercover agent sitting right next to them.
Thinking this, he glanced back at the girl, only to find her staring back at him with wide, beautiful eyes. "
Why are you staring at me? I'm not used to it!"
Xiao Yu wrinkled her nose dismissively, then suddenly asked, as if remembering something. "Hey! Do you like rainy days?"
Shang Rong, unaware of the girl's strange thoughts, casually replied, "Yes!"
Seeing that the man's opinion differed from hers, Xiao Yu rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're just doing this for the novelty. If you had to live here for a whole winter, with rain every single day, let's see if you still like it."
Shang Rong looked at Xiao Yu meaningfully and said, "Have you ever lived here for a long time?"
Realizing she had let something slip, Xiao Yu quickly added, "I've been here a few times, and it always rains, so it's annoying." Suddenly,
Shang Rong had a sudden inspiration and said, "Let's find a place to buy some..." An oil-paper umbrella, and find a small alley—Shanghai has plenty of alleys. You stroll along, umbrella in hand, a slight melancholy on your face, like you've just broken up with someone. I, in my traditional Chinese jacket, get caught in the drizzle, and we meet face-to-face. We exchange a glance, and in that instant, you're surprised to find that this person wandering in the rain is none other than your Prince Charming! I suddenly remember Lao Dai, oh! Isn't this the girl from the rainy alley? And so, in the rain…”
Before he could finish, Xiaoyu playfully punched the man, laughing so hard she bent over. The driver in front was also amused, asking with a smile, “We're in the city now, where are you going?”
Shang Rong generously replied, “Just stop in front of any five-star hotel.”
Xiaoyu playfully hit him again, saying, “Don't listen to him, take us to the Swan Hotel on Zhangyang Road.”
Shang Rong thought to himself, another Lin Zihui, a stingy person.
The rain continued until dark, and Shang Rong and Sun Xiaoyu ate dinner in their hotel suite. After dinner, Shang Rong paced back and forth in the room, unsure of what to do. He wondered what he had come to Shanghai for. Was he just going to stay in this hotel for a few days? He worried about what Zi Hui would do when he got back and asked him what to do about getting people.
He glanced at the girl, who was standing by the window, looking out, seemingly lost in thought. Was she still thinking about work at this hour? "
Looks like we can't go out today. Besides, you're tired. Why don't you take a hot bath and go to bed early?"
Xiao Yu turned to Shang Rong and said, "I can't sleep. Let's go for a walk. How about we go to the Bund?"
Shang Rong said, "Haven't you seen how heavy the rain is?"
Xiao Yu laughed, "You might not be able to buy oil-paper umbrellas, but you can buy rain umbrellas everywhere."
Hearing the girl mention oil-paper umbrellas, Shang Rong thought it would be romantic to take her to the Bund with an umbrella on a rainy day. "
Come on! Let's go perform in the rain."
Although it was raining, there were still many couples and tourists along the Huangpu River. Couples were all sharing an umbrella, practically glued together; if you didn't look closely, you'd think there was only one person under the umbrella.
With an umbrella as an excuse, Xiaoyu nestled herself into the man's arms. At that moment, she no longer worried about the rain; in fact, she hoped it would keep falling forever.
A layer of mist hung over the river, obscuring the outlines of passing ships; only the flashing navigation lights indicated their positions.
Xiaoyu and Shangrong found a secluded spot by the river, far from other lovers and tourists. Shangrong leaned against the railing, pulling the girl's head to his chest. Xiaoyu nestled against him, her face flushing with shyness even in the darkness. Listening to the strong beating of his heart, Xiaoyu forgot her identity, forgot her mission, and only felt like a vulnerable woman needing a man's love. What police officer, what unwavering will, what indomitable spirit—none of these qualities applied to her. She only wanted to be a woman of flesh and blood, nestled in his arms.
Shang Rong looked down at the girl's petite and delicate figure, feeling her soft, youthful body. A wave of emotions washed over him. Why should such a beautiful girl be confined within a hard shell? That old dog Qi Shundong was truly despicable. If it were his own daughter, he wondered if he would have done the same. Most likely he would, because that guy was a cold-blooded animal, detached from worldly affairs. On the surface, he seemed so dedicated, but in reality, it was all for his own ambition and vanity. That day at dinner, he was so eager to let him know he'd become deputy director, even blurting it out when he couldn't find a suitable opportunity. It showed how long he'd schemed for and fought for that position; if necessary, he'd even use his own parents.
"What are you thinking about?"
Shang Rong looked down and saw the girl looking up at him. He smiled slightly and sighed, "I heard that the Bund in Shanghai wasn't famous in its early days. Later, because of the housing shortage in Shanghai, three generations of a family often lived in one room. So when young people's love matured, they couldn't find a place to express it, so they flocked to the Bund to do those sweet things under the cover of night. For a time, it became a hotbed of love. Countless lovesick men and women have been lost in ecstasy here, countless vows of eternal love have been made, and countless joys and sorrows have unfolded here. Ask the mighty Huangpu River, how many grudges and grievances has it witnessed?"
Xiao Yu stared at the man with bright eyes and asked dreamily, "Are we one of those lovesick men and women?"
Shang Rong put one arm around the girl's waist and said, "I also want to make a vow to a girl in front of this great river, but unfortunately..."
Xiao Yu's body trembled slightly, whether from the cold or excitement, and she said, "What's the pity?"
"It's a pity that I still don't know what this girl's name is,"
Shang Rong said, his eyes fixed on the girl.
Xiaoyu's body stiffened, then went limp, almost unable to stand. She could only wrap her arms tightly around the man's waist, burying her face in his chest, and said softly, "When did you find out? It's amazing you've endured it until now."
Shang Rong rested his chin on the girl's head and said, "I ran into Qi Shundong's daughter, Qi Xiaoya."
Xiaoyu remained silent for a long time, thinking that Qi Shundong had sworn at the meeting that Shang Rong would never see his daughter, Qi Xiaoya. In fact, he was wrong, but it was a good thing he was wrong, so she could be free sooner. "
Do you love me?"
Her voice was so soft it was almost drowned out by the Huangpu River.
Shang Rong still heard her. "
You still haven't told me your name."
"Sun Xiaoyu."
With those three words, Xiaoyu knew that as a police officer, she had officially surrendered to this suspect. "
Do you love me?"
Xiaoyu asked again.
Shang Rong whispered in Xiaoyu's ear, "Tacky!"
Xiaoyu looked up, her eyes fixed on the man, persistently asking, "Do you love me?"
Shang Rong couldn't escape the girl's persistent questioning, nor could he escape his own heart. "
I love you. Forever."
They gazed at each other, seemingly unable to find the right words to express their love, only able to convey their feelings through their eyes. "
At this point in the movie, the lovers should be able to kiss,"
Shang Rong whispered.
"You're the director, you decide,"
Xiao Ya murmured. Then she offered her lips.
Perhaps because it was too cold, perhaps because of the icy rain, perhaps because their feelings were fraught with too many concerns, their kiss wasn't as intense as in the movies, but it was more tender and lingering. They were so engrossed in their kiss that they didn't even notice their umbrella being blown into the Huangpu River. Back at the hotel, as soon as they closed the door, Shang Rong pulled Xiao Ya into his arms, kissing her lips urgently, saying, "Come on, take off your clothes, don't catch a cold."
Without waiting for her reaction, he began to undress her.
Xiao Ya, seemingly still caught up in the passion by the river, only realized she had been taken to bed by a man when she felt a chill in her lower body. Shang Rong held Xiao Yu in his arms, showering her with tenderness and love. Xiao Yu looked up at Shang Rong with tearful eyes and whispered, "Rong, do you really want me?"
Shang Rong looked at Xiao Yu's delicate face, her cheeks streaked with tears, and lowered his head to kiss her cherry-like lips. Xiao Yu remembered how the man often kissed her in the old house, but back then it seemed there was no lust involved. But this kiss was different. Feeling the powerful insertion of the man's tongue and hearing his heavy breathing, her heart trembled slightly. She could only open her mouth and let his tongue explore her.
Shang Rong sucked on the girl's tender tongue, his hands tightly around her slender waist, pressing her breasts against his firm chest. His penis, already hard as iron, pressed firmly against the soft spot between her legs. Only then did Xiaoyu realize that the person holding her was no longer the older brother who had just teased her. Previously, she had only experienced the man's affection and tenderness. But when she felt the hot, hard object between her legs, she suddenly felt the man violating her body. A thought flashed through her mind: "He's going to do it to me...he wants to do it down there..." She
felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her mouth went dry, and her lower body began to leak fluid. She simply pressed her tender lower body against that hard object, writhing, wishing this moment could last forever.
Shang Rong, however, didn't think that way. He only wanted more, only wanted to violate the girl's body more, only wanted to find a home for his hard penis. He pressed his entire body against the girl, licking her snow-white neck while his hand moved towards her lower abdomen. Xiaoyu's body was so weak she couldn't even lift a finger. She could only plead with the man, panting, "Rong...no...I'm scared..."
Suddenly, she felt a numbness in her lower body, let out a soft moan, and knew her private parts were in the man's hands. She couldn't help but sob. Shang Rong ignored the girl's soft pleas. One hand groped between her legs, where her private parts were already wet. Shang Rong was experienced; he knew the girl's heart was stirred. He slowed his movements, lay down, and pulled her hot body into his arms, kissing her tear-streaked face repeatedly.
"Good sister...don't you want to give it to your brother?"
Xiaoyu, naked in the man's arms, closed her eyes tightly in shame, her legs clamped together, her whole body trembling. The man's hot breath brushed against her face. She squinted, watching her beloved man's bright eyes fixed intently on her pretty face. A surge of tenderness welled up within her. Suppressing her shyness, she whispered in his ear, "As long as you love me, brother... there's nothing I won't do... I only ask that you be gentle..."
She then wrapped her arms around his broad back, rubbing her pretty face against his chest.
Shang Rong gazed at the girl's jade-like body, her pitiful and delicate appearance, and longed only to become one with her. Humming, she said, "Brother can't bear to hurt you... Brother just wants to pamper my little darling..."
Hearing this, Xiaoyu felt relieved, but her desire only grew stronger. She wrapped her arms around his neck and said coquettishly, "My naked body... is right here in brother's arms, how will brother pamper me..."
Looking down, she saw the man kissing her breasts, which aroused her even more. Remembering what the man had said about her underdeveloped breasts, she stroked his head and said sweetly, "Rong... aren't my breasts good?"
Shang Rong didn't bother to answer, burying his face in her breasts and licking them vigorously. Xiaoyu saw her breasts being kneaded and deformed by Shang Rong's large hands, and a thought flashed through her mind: "My God! He's playing with my breasts like this..."
Suddenly filled with lust, she moaned, "Brother... are my breasts this good... better than... those two..."
Hearing this, Shang Rong released the girl's tender breasts, his only thought being to see her beautiful face. He pulled her head into his arms, staring at her face and panting, "Brother likes it so much... Brother only asks Xiaoyu'er... let brother see... see her little hole..."
Xiaoyu, upon hearing the word "little hole" from a man's mouth, felt as if she had lost her senses, her body going limp, only able to say, "Never mind, never mind..."
Seeing the girl like this, Shang Rong knelt up, grabbed her slender legs, and pushed them down onto her breasts. The plump, tender flesh between her legs was presented before his eyes, and his erect penis stood straight towards that soft mound. Shang Rong felt the burning desire emanating from his penis, and he moved forward, rubbing the head of his penis against the moist, hot crevice.
Suddenly feeling something hot and hard pressing against her tender spot, Xiaoyu knew she couldn't escape. Helpless and powerless, she could only gasp and plead again, "Rong...you...you promised...be gentle..."
Shang Rong continued rubbing his penis back and forth between the girl's vulva, panting, "Yu...don't be afraid...brother won't hurt you..."
After a while, a glistening stream of vaginal fluid flowed from Xiaoyu's vulva. Shang Rong gently pushed his penis along the fluid towards the entrance of her vagina, the head disappearing completely.
"Rong, it hurts...no...you promised..."
Xiaoyu's buttocks twisted, trying to avoid the penetration.
Shang Rong released her legs, grabbing her waist to keep her still, enjoying the feeling of her vagina tightly gripping his head. After a while, seeing the man wasn't going any deeper, Xiaoyu stopped moving. Shang Rong slowly lay on top of her, seeing tears welling in her eyes, and licked them away with his tongue. "
Good baby, don't cry... Brother feels good like this..."
Shang Rong coaxed the girl, his hips slowly undulating. "
Rong... Actually, I really want you... to come in... but..."
Xiao Yu was too shy to express herself. "
Yu, brother knows... This feels good... You... squeeze your legs tightly... squeeze brother..."
Xiao Yu listened and squeezed her legs tightly, moaning softly. The two naked bodies undulated together like this. After a long time, Shang Rong bit Xiao Yu's ear and said urgently, "Good Xiao Yu... Brother is going to cum..."
Xiao Yu gasped and said, "Rong... what do you want your sister to do..."
In the morning, Xiao Yu woke up from her deep sleep and saw the naked man sleeping next to her. The blush on her face faded, and the glow returned. What an unbelievable night. On this night, she lost her virginity, which she had guarded for twenty-two years. At the same time, she also lost her integrity as a police officer. In one night, both of her virginity were taken by this man, but he was as if nothing had happened, sleeping like a well-fed pig. Thinking it over, she bit the man's shoulder hard.
Shang Rong woke up in pain from his dream, his eyes barely open, and pulled the girl's delicate body into his arms, burying his face in her nipple and sucking on it. Xiao Yu had just let out a cry of surprise when the man pounced on her like a tiger, instantly beginning his work on her newly cultivated virgin land.
Xiao Yu still couldn't suppress her shyness, covering her burning cheeks with her hands, panting, "Be gentle...it still hurts..."
Shang Rong leaned against the headboard, smoking, looking at the girl he had tormented to the point of exhaustion, and threatened, "This is the price you paid for biting me."
Hearing this, Xiao Yu, ignoring her sore body, struggled to climb onto the man and bit his shoulder again, weakly saying, "I bit you again, you dare make me pay the price again!"
Shang Rong angrily slapped her plump buttocks. Xiao Yu groaned a few times and lay on top of him, too afraid to move. The
gradually rising noise of cars and pedestrians outside the window brought the two people immersed in their tenderness back to the real world. Xiaoyu looked up at the man, and said sadly, "I can't believe I betrayed my..."
Before she could finish, the man silenced her with a kiss. "
Do you love me?"
Shang Rong asked, staring at her.
Xiaoyu didn't understand the man's intention and simply nodded. Shang Rong said easily, "Then you don't need to feel guilty. Throughout history, there have been countless betrayals, but only one kind of betrayal goes unpunished: betrayal for love. Love is greater than anything."
Xiaoyu still said worriedly, "I can't stay in the police station anymore. I'm thinking of working in the army."
Shang Rong laughed, "You little traitor from the police station, do you think the army will want you?"
Xiaoyu snorted and said, "That depends on my abilities."
Shang Rong kissed the girl on the cheek and said, "Have you ever considered starting a business together? As the saying goes, a wife follows her husband's lead."
Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "Of course I want to be with you, but my father wants..." "If he knew, he wouldn't break my legs! Our family rules forbid business."
Shang Rong exclaimed in surprise, "Your old man is so unreasonable! What's wrong with doing business? Does it make you inferior? Now you're my woman, let him try hitting you! I'll see..."
Xiao Yu laughed at the man's comical appearance, "Stop talking big, think about what you're going to do." Suddenly, her smile vanished, and she asked seriously, "Tell me the truth, did you take that money or not?"
Shang Rong just looked at her without speaking. Xiao Yu said anxiously, "You still don't believe me? What do you want me to tell you the truth?"
She looked like she was about to cry.
Shang Rong said slowly, "This has nothing to do with trust. If you were an undercover agent for the police, I wouldn't tell you. Now you're my wife, so I can't tell you either. Do you understand what I mean? Don't ask me this question again."
Xiao Yu had no choice but to say aggrievedly, "Then what will you do when you go back? They won't let you off easily. Do you want to go against the state apparatus? I'm only saying this because I'm worried about you, otherwise I wouldn't bother with you."
Shang Rong was speechless again. Seeing the man's worried expression, Xiaoyu seemed to have made up her mind. She checked the time and said, "You probably don't like shopping malls, right? You can sleep here, I'll go out and buy some clothes."
Shang Rong said, "I'll go shopping with you when the weather clears up."
Xiaoyu, while getting dressed, said, "Come on, don't come with me to suffer."
After Xiaoyu left, Shang Rong fell into a long period of contemplation.

Chapter 47 Losing Virginity for Love (Part 2)
Sun Xiaoyu made a phone call to someone in the hotel lobby, then hailed a taxi at the entrance. Seeing a female driver inside, she got in through the front door. "
To the Hongkou District International Cultural Exchange Center."
As the taxi slowly drove onto the road, a young man came out of the hotel lobby, got into a Buick waiting there, and the car immediately started, following Xiaoyu's taxi. Xiaoyu glanced in the rearview mirror, seemingly unconcerned, until the taxi drove onto Wenshui East Road. Seeing the Buick still following slowly behind, she couldn't help but show an angry expression.
Xiaoyu got out of the taxi at the International Cultural Exchange Center, pretending not to see the Buick parked nearby. She glanced at her watch, then took a small mirror from her handbag to check her appearance. Just then, a Japanese 4500 SUV pulled up in front of her. Xiaoyu opened the door and got in, and the car immediately started moving. The Buick seemed to hesitate for a moment, but ultimately followed.
The driver of the 4500 SUV was a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses. Xiaoyu remained silent after getting in, focusing intently on driving. Looking in the rearview mirror, she said, "There's a Buick following me, right behind me."
The driver sneered, "Definitely not a local. Otherwise, why wouldn't he check whose car it is, looking for a cripple?"
With that, he slammed on the gas, and the SUV roared forward.
The SUV pulled Xiaoyu to a small villa near Kunshan Park.
The middle-aged man said, "Go inside, he's waiting for you."
The room was furnished entirely with mahogany furniture. On the wall hung an oil painting of a sailboat struggling in a stormy sea. Xiaoyu vaguely remembered it as the work of an 18th-century Romantic painter, but couldn't recall the artist's name. The hall floor was covered with a thick carpet, soft and silent underfoot.
As Xiaoyu looked around the room, she saw a beautiful middle-aged woman in a Tang suit silently emerge from behind a screen on the left. Her alert gaze swept over the newcomer, and she said expressionlessly, "What's your name?"
Xiaoyu thought to herself, "This man hasn't changed his old habits; he always likes beautiful middle-aged women. This woman must be his bed partner." "
My name is Sun Xiaoyu."
"He's in the first office on the second floor."
The middle-aged woman disappeared behind the screen after speaking.
The second floor was as quiet as the lobby on the first floor. The hallway was dimly lit, and there wasn't a soul in sight. Xiaoyu knocked lightly on the first door, but the sound of the solid wood door startled her. "
Come in."
Xiaoyu turned around in surprise, because the voice didn't come from inside the door; it seemed to be coming from somewhere behind her. Xiaoyu felt a sudden tension. Hesitantly, she pushed open the heavy wooden door.
Behind a large desk sat a man around forty years old, dressed in a suit and tie, with short hair. His face even resembled Xiaoyu's. A sharp gaze swept towards the doorway, softening after he saw the girl. "
Why didn't you come in? You certainly didn't come here specifically to see me."
A faint smile appeared on the man's face.
Sun Xiaoning. Sun Xiaoyu's half-brother. Joining the People's Liberation Army in the early 1980s, Sun Xiaoning, through his own efforts and his family's glorious history, entered the intelligence system of the Second Department of the General Staff in the late 1980s, traveling to Europe and America under various guises. After returning to China, he worked for a period at the International Strategic Studies Institute, whose experts and scholars were all active-duty military personnel engaged in research in specialized fields. Later, he transferred to the Fifth Office of the Shanghai Municipal People's Government, internally known as the Shanghai Bureau of the Second Department of the General Staff. Due to Sun Xiaoning's outstanding personal qualities and his family's intelligence connections spanning two generations, he was recently appointed as the director of the First Division of this office.
Sun Xiaoyu and her half-brother are almost twenty years apart in age. When her brother was already a PLA soldier, she was still shamelessly running around him naked. Therefore, this sibling pair is naturally different from others. In Xiaoyu's mind, her brother is both approachable and mysterious; Sun Xiaoning essentially exists in her heart as an idol. To Sun Xiaoning, his younger sister was always a little kid, someone who had never grown up. Even after Xiaoyu went to police academy, when Sun Xiaoning visited her, he would always bring her toys that only seven or eight-year-old girls would be interested in, which Xiaoyu found incredibly sweet.
This time in Shanghai, Xiaoyu hesitated for a while about whether to visit her idol brother, but ultimately, Shang Rong's situation made her decide. She believed that her all-powerful brother would surely find a way to help the man she loved out of his predicament. Unexpectedly, her brother saw right through her before she even entered the door. It seemed she wouldn't be able to achieve her goal without using some coquettish charm.
"Is there such a thing as a brother like you in the world? You never care about your sister, and now that I've come to see you out of kindness, you're saying such strange things!"
she said, her little mouth almost pouting to the sky.
Seeing his sister's charming appearance, Sun Xiaoning felt a surge of tenderness, and he had to temporarily abandon his professional facade. He walked out of his desk and sat on the sofa opposite his sister, a humble smile on his face. "Alright, since you made a special trip to see me, I'll take good care of you today. So, is it business or personal?"
Sun Xiaoning's direct question caught Xiaoyu off guard; she didn't know how to answer. The prepared response she had made on the way here was now jumbled. Bringing up Shang Rong's matter now would seem too abrupt; it was better to start with herself. "
I don't want to work in the police force anymore; I want to change jobs,"
Xiaoyu muttered, still pouting.
Looking at his sister, Xiaoning thought, "She's really never grown up. She cried and begged to join the police force back then, and now she's already bored after just a few days. That's just girl nature." "
Tell me, what job are you interested in this time?"
Xiaoning asked with a smile. Xiaoyu
was thinking about how to steer the conversation towards Shang Rong. It seemed she had to admit her defection; otherwise, the whole story wouldn't be coherent. It was best to be honest with her shrewd brother. "
It's not that I've developed an interest in another job, it's just that I can't stand being there anymore,"
Xiaoyu said, her head bowed, avoiding her brother's gaze.
Xiaoning remained nonchalant. "
Did you have a falling out with your boss? Or is the work too hard?"
Xiaoning guessed, based on his sister's temperament.
But Xiaoyu didn't speak, only shaking her lowered head, her long hair falling down to cover half her face, obscuring her expression.
Xiaoning sensed something was amiss with his sister, so he got up and sat beside her, brushing her hair behind her ear, and said casually, "It's nothing serious. Since you've come to me today, I'll definitely stand up for you. Speak boldly; the old man isn't here, no one will scold you."
Xiaoyu seemed to have been waiting for this from her brother. She looked up at his expression and said, "I...I've fallen in love with a suspect..."
Sun Xiaoning wasn't particularly sensitive to the word "suspect," but he was utterly astonished that his sister had fallen in love with someone. This little thing actually said she was in love with someone.
After carefully examining his younger sister, he had to admit that the graceful young woman before him was indeed the immature, blond-haired girl he remembered. She was definitely of dating age.
At this moment, Sun Xiaoning wasn't in a hurry for Xiaoyu to continue. This operative, whose heart was as hard as a rock and who harbored countless secrets, was overwhelmed with emotion upon hearing that his younger sister already had a sweetheart. He really wanted to joke with her and express his joy, but ultimately restrained himself. To conceal his feelings, he stood up, returned to his desk, lit a cigarette, and put his invisible business suit back on, waiting for his sister to reveal the whole story.
After Xiaoyu left, Shang Rong immediately dressed and ran downstairs to a public phone booth to call Zhang Ming. This was the first clear instruction Shang Rong had given since learning of Zheng Gang's escape. He instructed Zhang Ming to place a ten-day advertisement in several local newspapers with matchmaking sections, seeking a spouse for an elderly man with dementia. He demanded that the advertisement emphasize two points: the man's excellent financial situation and the woman's patience, perseverance, and sufficient willpower. The contact number was a mobile phone whose owner could never be reached. Furthermore, Shang Rong instructed Zhang Ming to immediately send someone to investigate the relationships between Zheng Gang and all his classmates from middle and elementary school. He believed the Public Security Bureau was also doing this work, and who would do it better was largely a matter of chance and luck.
After making the call, Shang Rong returned to his hotel room and fell into deep thought again. Even if he was lucky enough to find Zheng Gang before the police arrived, what would he do then? Give him money and send him abroad? Not only was the process itself extremely risky, but even if Zheng Gang safely left the country, as long as he remained alive somewhere in this world, Shang Rong would never be able to remove the curse on his head. Sun Wukong's curse was only in the hands of Tang Sanzang, but Shang Rong's curse was in the hands of two people. Whether it was Qi Shundong or Zheng Gang, just one of them reciting the curse would be enough to give him a headache, let alone both cursing him together.
Of course, the best solution was to make Zheng Gang disappear, but that would make Shang Rong a murderer. Although he had subconsciously hoped that Zheng Gang would be brought to justice quickly, he wasn't mentally prepared to personally end someone's life. He kept fantasizing about a compromise: Zheng Gang would suddenly die in an accident, unrelated to his conscience—a car accident, a sudden illness, carbon monoxide poisoning, etc. But could such a thing happen?
Shang Rong's head was spinning with thoughts, and he hated his own indecisiveness. He collapsed onto the bed, pounding the pillow with one hand, muttering viciously to himself, "A petty person is no gentleman, a ruthless person is no true man. Zheng Gang, you'd better end it yourself, or I won't tolerate you." ( Chapter 48 of
"Losing Virginity in the City" - Part 48: Alternative Emotions ) Sun Xiaoning listened to his sister's romantic story with narrowed eyes, remaining silent for several minutes. It wasn't the plot that captivated him; what strange things hadn't he experienced in his career as a special agent? What surprised him was this young girl's courage and persistence—betraying her career for a complete stranger. Of course, Sun... Xiao Ning didn't want to use the word "betrayal" to describe his sister, but he couldn't find the right word to describe it. Then, a surge of anger welled up inside him. Those leaders in the Public Security Bureau were utter idiots! They actually sent a girl fresh out of school with no experience as an undercover agent—basically, they were using his sister in a honey trap. They hadn't considered the consequences at all, or perhaps they had already foreseen some kind of consequence. They were blatantly trying to use his sister as a sacrifice. Would they have done that to their own daughter? Thinking of this, Sun Xiao Ning felt a tightness in his chest. He slowly said, "From what you've said, they haven't discovered your tricks yet. Why are you so nervous?" Xiao Yu said with lingering fear, "My superior, Qi Shundong, seems to suspect me. Someone has been following me throughout my trip to Shanghai." Sun Xiao Ning pondered for a moment and said, "Go back in a few days. Just pretend nothing happened. Then, ask for leave to go back to Beijing for a while, citing your mother's serious illness. I'll take care of the rest." " Xiaoyu hurriedly asked, "What about him? What will happen to him?" Seeing her sister's anxious expression, Sun Xiaoyu thought with a sigh, "Women can reach a state of selflessness in two things: one is for their children, and the other is for their lovers. Those who abandon their husbands and children for their careers can hardly be considered women. I must meet him first before deciding whether to help him. If I think he's alright, I'll get him an identity card. The rest is up to him to do. I can't possibly kill for him. Of course, we have friends in that city who can lend him a hand if necessary, but everything must be done secretly. If I don't approve of this person, then you are never allowed to have anything to do with him again." Xiaoyu was secretly pleased with the first few sentences, but her face changed after hearing the last two. She jumped up from the sofa and said, "You like him? Why should I like him? How many people in this world would you even look at?" Sun Xiaoning felt that this girl was becoming increasingly presumptuous. If he didn't teach her a lesson, who knows what trouble she would cause in the future? He deliberately put on a cold face and scolded her, "Can't I, as your older brother, give my opinion on your marriage? What did you come to me for today? Since I don't even have the right to express my opinion, you don't need to come to me. If Grandpa finds out about this, he'll break your legs. You think this is a joke? What if someone at your workplace holds a grudge about this?" To put it mildly, you were tricked; to put it bluntly, you lost your principles, which is a crime. Looking at her brother's cold face, Xiaoyu knew he was just trying to scare her, but she had still lost face in front of her idol. Frustrated and angry, she had nowhere to vent her frustration, so she buried her face in the sofa back and cried. Sun Xiaoning was already used to Xiaoyu's antics, so he continued to leisurely smoke, a sly smile on his face. After crying for a while, seeing that her brother wasn't trying to comfort her as he usually did, Xiaoyu finally burst into tears, truly feeling wronged. Sun Xiaoning shook his head helplessly, got up, went to Xiaoyu's side, and patted her head twice, saying, "What kind of policeman are you? No wonder you went undercover in the arms of a suspect. I didn't say I wouldn't take care of you; I was just afraid you'd cause more trouble. If Dad found out, even I would get scolded. You go home first; I'll talk to him tonight." Xiaoyu finally looked up, her face flushed, tears welling in her eyes. Her charming and adorable appearance, even though she was her own sister, still made the old spy Sun Xiaoning's heart flutter. March 9th was Zhang Yan's birthday. She thought Shang Rong would definitely come back to celebrate with her, but in the morning she received a call from him saying he was delayed and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Although he tried his best to comfort her on the phone, saying he would bring her an unexpected gift, Zhang Yan still felt a deep sadness. To dispel her melancholy, she spent the afternoon alone... Zhang Yan drove around the streets for a bit, then parked in front of a beauty salon. Although her husband wasn't there, it was her birthday, so she decided to get a beauty treatment and kill some time. Just as she parked, she heard someone call her name from behind. Turning around, she saw a man in his forties who looked familiar, but she couldn't place his name. Zhang Yan wore a reserved smile, hoping the man would introduce himself and ease her embarrassment. But the man seemed oblivious to her forgetfulness, simply saying, "Long time no see. Where are you going?" Zhang Yan, not having time to think, casually replied, "I'm getting a beauty treatment here. You…" The man gave a meaningful smile, then looked around, leaned closer to Zhang Yan, and whispered mysteriously, "That person hasn't contacted you, has he?" Zhang Yan was completely confused. " That person? Which person? Who are you?" Seeing the woman's bewildered expression, the man seemed to suddenly realize something. Had Shang Rong not told her yet? He couldn't hide this from her, what if… The man looked around again and moved closer. " What? Shang Rong might not have had time to tell you yet, Zheng Gang ran away." Zheng Gang? Zhang Yan seemed to wake from a dream, immediately remembering that the man in front of her was Zheng Gang's friend, Yu Yongming. She was joking. Zheng Gang ran away? Impossible! Seeing the woman's dazed expression, Yu Yongming assumed she was terrified by the news he brought. What a sin. He meant well, but he'd frightened the beauty. He was heartbroken. " So, you'd better not go out alone right now. Shang Rong is really something… I'll be going then." Zhang Yan shivered as she thought about Yu Yongming's words. Yu Yongming wasn't familiar with her; he wouldn't joke like that with her. Zheng Gang had run away! It was true. Shang Rong already knew. No wonder he'd been acting so mysteriously lately. Why didn't he tell me? Was he afraid I'd be scared? "Don't go out alone!" Zhang Yan nervously glanced at the passersby. Maybe he was hiding somewhere, watching her, perhaps he'd been following her all along. Oh my god! She'd never escape this devil. Thinking this, Zhang Yan lost all interest in her beauty treatment. She fled back to her car and drove home, completely distraught.

Back home, only the nanny, Aunt Yang, was there. Zhang Yan felt a chill run through her body. She longed for someone to talk to, but Zi Hui hadn't finished work yet. Zhang Yan considered calling Zi Hui to ask her to come home earlier, but then she thought that Zi Hui had been incredibly busy lately, often coming home very late. She decided not to bother her, and besides, it wasn't a good idea to bring this up; if Zi Hui found out, she would definitely keep asking endless questions.
Zhang Yan felt an unprecedented loneliness. She desperately wanted Shang Rong by her side, craving his embrace and caresses, even just a little rough treatment to relieve her tension and frustration. But when she needed this man most, he was far away. Men could only be a woman's psychological comfort; she could never keep him by her side.
Zi Hui had been thinking about Zhang Yan's birthday on her way to work that morning. Knowing that Shang Rong wasn't home, she had originally planned to invite Zhang Yan to a hotel to celebrate, but Zhang Yan insisted on celebrating at home, saying she would cook some nice dishes to treat her. Zi Hui had no choice but to comply, hoping to leave work early in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, she was delayed again by company matters just before the end of the workday. Rushing home, she found the house deserted and quiet, devoid of any life. Asking Aunt Yang, she learned that Zhang Yan had been lying in bed since returning in the afternoon and hadn't gotten up.
Could she be sick? Zi Hui hurried upstairs, opened the bedroom door, and saw Zhang Yan fast asleep, still dressed. She touched her forehead; her temperature was normal. Could this girl have been so tired from shopping in the afternoon that she slept until now? She'd even forgotten her own birthday. Zi Hui found it amusing and gave Zhang Yan a light slap on the bottom.
Zhang Yan woke with a start, opened her eyes, and saw Zi Hui sitting by the bed. After a moment of stunned silence, she thought of Zheng Gang, feeling a surge of annoyance. She simply rolled over, lay face down on the bed, and buried her face in the pillow, remaining silent.
Zi Hui chuckled, "Little birthday girl, getting ready to celebrate in bed. Where's your specialty dish? I came all the way back to wish you a happy birthday, do you want a present?"
Zhang Yan muttered without looking up, "What birthday? I'm not in the mood."
Zi Hui leaned close to her ear and whispered, "What? You're not even in the mood for your birthday without Shang Rong? Why don't you get up and call him, tell him to come back?"
She then gently bit Zhang Yan's earlobe.
Zhang Yan huffed, "Don't mention him, he won't care about me."
Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Zi Hui sensed something was off. Had she had a fight with Shang Rong on the phone? No way! This little girl was usually so obedient to Shang Rong, never saying a harsh word to him. What was wrong with her today?
"Good sister, what's wrong? Tell your sister what happened,"
Zi Hui asked, turning Zhang Yan over and stroking her face.
Zhang Yan thought for a moment and finally couldn't help but say, "I ran into Director Yu from the prison bureau today. He said Zheng Gang escaped. Shang Rong knew a long time ago, but he didn't tell me."
Zi Hui was slightly surprised. So that's what it was about. Although Zi Hui knew Zhang Yan was Zheng Gang's ex-wife, she didn't know what had happened between them, so she couldn't guess Zhang Yan's thoughts. She even said in a joking tone, "Your ex-husband escaped, you should be happy! Why do you look so sad? He is your ex-husband after all. As the saying goes, even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness..."
Before Zi Hui could finish, Zhang Yan sat up abruptly and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about! People are terrified, and you're still joking. I'm worried he'll come looking for me. He's a devil."
Zi Hui thought about it and seemed to understand Zhang Yan's feelings. But Zheng Gang was just an embezzler, when did he become a devil? Although she had divorced Shang Rong, she had never considered him a devil, otherwise, how could she have gotten involved with him? "
Alright, this matter is under the jurisdiction of the Public Security Bureau. You have nothing to do with him now. If you keep thinking about him, be careful Shang Rong might get jealous. Come on, let's go out and find a place to have a good meal, how about that?"
Zhang Yan flopped back onto the bed and said, "I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to stay home. I want to drink. You drink with me."
Zi Hui smiled and said, "Today is your birthday, of course I have to drink with you. Get up quickly, I'll go get something to eat."
But Zhang Yan twisted her body and said, "I'm not going anywhere, I'll just drink here."
Zi Hui looked at Zhang Yan and thought that the little girl was trying to numb herself today.
Zi Hui brought two wine glasses and a bottle of wine, and the two women sat on the carpet in the bedroom, drinking one glass after another. By the time they finished a bottle of wine, Zi Hui's face was flushed and her head was spinning. But Zhang Yan kept insisting on drinking more and ran out to get another bottle. Zi Hui couldn't persuade her otherwise, so she had to keep her company.
"Sister Zi Hui... do you think he might come looking for me..."
Zhang Yan asked, her words slurred.
Zi Hui, her eyes glazed with drunkenness, looked at her and said, "So, are you hoping he'll come looking for you?"
Zhang Yan threw an empty wine glass at Zi Hui and said, "I'm hoping he'll meet his maker soon."
Zi Hui chuckled foolishly and said, "Truly, the most poisonous heart is a woman's!"
Zhang Yan crawled to the edge of the bed and leaned against it, saying, "Aren't you a woman...aren't you a man..."
Zi Hui crawled over and hugged Zhang Yan, saying, "I am a man. Now I'm protecting you...if that person dares to come looking for you...I...I'll break one of his legs."
Zhang Yan seemed to feel safe and snuggled into Zi Hui's arms, murmuring, "Then tonight...hold me while we sleep..."
Zi Hui then held Zhang Yan's head and kissed her lips repeatedly. In the end, both women seemed to lose themselves, undressing each other. Zi Hui looked at Zhang Yan's two trembling breasts and was greatly stimulated. She opened her mouth and took one of the deep red nipples into her mouth, while grabbing the other and kneading it, making Zhang Yan's whole body tingle. Trembling, she vaguely felt Shang Rong playing with her body. A burning desire surged within her, and she felt a wet, empty sensation below. Closing her eyes, she reached out to grab the thing that often roamed freely inside her. But after several attempts, she couldn't grasp it. Frustrated, she placed her hand on Zi Hui's vulva and rubbed it, moaning, "Give it to me...give it to me...brother...Yan Yan is getting horny..."
Zi Hui squinted her drunken eyes... Zhang Yan's alluring demeanor masked a burning desire within her. Her vulva, already wet from Zhang Yan's touch, gushed forth. Hearing her moans, he couldn't resist pulling her close, his voice trembling as he said, "Good sister...here...I'll give you Rong-gege's big cock..."
He then reached down to Zhang Yan's crotch, finding the source of her wetness, and inserted one of his fingers. Zhang Yan let out a soft moan, and their two snow-white, alluring bodies intertwined tightly, engaging in their erotic act with soft moans and whimpers. They each considered the other their shared man.

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