[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - 24

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Chapter 17 Gentle Punishment
When the first snowflakes fell, Zhang Caixia finally ushered in a limited rebirth. When Shang Rong received this news, he felt a mix of emotions. Zhang Caixia's nearly year-long imprisonment was due to his fatal hint to Qi Shundong, originally intended for Zheng Gang. However, at that time, he had no choice; he could only console himself by saying that Zhang Caixia was Zheng Gang's sacrifice. But deep down, he knew that if Zheng Gang had brought it upon himself, then Zhang Caixia's misfortune was directly caused by his betrayal.
Therefore, after Zhang Caixia's arrest, Shang Rong showed this woman unprecedented enthusiasm. Even Yu Yongming couldn't understand why Shang Rong was so concerned about Zheng Gang's ugly mistress. Anyone else in such a situation would probably run away as fast as they could. If Shang Rong hadn't been constantly urging him to do this and that, he really wouldn't have wanted to be stuck with such a treasure as Zhang Caixia.
Now, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief. After Shang Rong threw out 300,000 RMB, coupled with the lawyer's sweet talk and, of course, the judge's merciful heart, Zhang Caixia finally obtained the qualification for medical parole. Shang Rong had already made arrangements for the hospital; everything was arranged by him personally, and everything was done perfectly. Even Zi Hui was jealous of the ugly woman because of his enthusiasm; she even wondered if her man's aesthetic sense had changed, and he could no longer distinguish between beauty and ugliness.
On the day Zhang Caixia was released from prison, Shang Rong found various reasons to persuade Zi Hui and Yu Yongming to pick her up, while he hid at home, holding Qiao Fei, lying on the sofa watching TV. He was afraid to see Zhang Caixia's eyes, afraid to see this pitiful and unfortunate woman looking so haggard, but his heart was restless, anxiously waiting for Zi Hui to come back and describe Zhang Caixia's condition to him. Perhaps Zhang Caixia would say a few words of thanks to him, and that would give him some rare comfort.
Qiao Fei lay in the man's arms watching TV. Her blouse was unbuttoned, revealing most of her breasts. The man's hand was grasping one of them, kneading it for over half an hour, but he hadn't made any further moves. Qiao Fei felt strange and looked up at the man's face. She saw Shang Rong's mouth slightly open, his eyes fixed on a single spot, his expression blank and lost in thought.
Qiao Fei knew from his expression that he was completely absorbed in something, and she inwardly scolded him playfully. It turned out that the man was only unconsciously kneading her breasts, not out of lust, but out of a longing for them. Qiao Fei grabbed the hand mechanically moving against her chest, pushed it aside, closed her blouse, and let out a venomous snort.
Perhaps it was the girl's voice that startled Shang Rong, or perhaps it was the absence of that warm, fleshy mass in his hands that made him uncomfortable; in any case, Shang Rong snapped out of his reverie and looked at Qiao Fei with a puzzled expression, asking, "Why hasn't your sister Zi Hui come back yet? Did she miss her?"
Qiao Fei rolled her eyes at the man, saying lazily, "It's not that fast." She
then climbed out of his arms, softened her eyes, and continued, "I need to go out for a bit."
Shang Rong pulled the girl back into his embrace, kissed her soft cheek, and asked, "Why are you running around instead of spending time with your man?"
As he spoke, he slipped his hands inside the girl's clothes again.
Qiao Fei struggled and cried out, "Hey! Stop it! I made plans to go shopping with Xiao Ya. I need to wash my face."
Upon hearing that the girl was going out with Xiao Ya, Shang Rong temporarily withdrew his anxieties about Zhang Caixia, changed his clothes, and asked with a kind smile, "Fei'er, you're always with Xiao Ya, has she... has she said anything about me?"
Hearing the man actually asking her about Xiao Ya, Qiao Fei smiled slyly and said, "If she has something to say, she'll tell you. Why would she tell me?"
Shang Rong was furious, but had no choice but to swallow his pride and say humbly, "I've been busy lately and haven't seen her at all. Has she ever mentioned me?"
Qiao Fei grabbed his hand, which was trying to crawl down, and giggled, "No! She's never mentioned you."
Shang Rong looked at the girl's sly expression... Unable to hold back any longer, he reached out and slapped the girl's bottom, scolding her fiercely, "You little brat, why do you have to learn all those bad habits of your sister Zihui instead of good ones?"
Qiao Fei rubbed her sore bottom, pouting and saying aggrievedly, "Hmph! You two are both asking me all sorts of questions, I'm not going to get involved in your gossip."
Seeing the girl's pitiful and delicate appearance, Shang Rong couldn't help but kiss her deeply for a while, until Qiao Fei was panting, before saying, "What do you mean by gossip? Can your husband's life-long affair be called gossip? Tell me quickly, what did she ask you again? If you don't answer properly, see how I punish you, you little brat." As he spoke, he
slipped one hand into the girl's tight pants and started groping her, causing the girl to wriggle her bottom uncontrollably.
"Ah! Big brother! Have mercy! I'll tell you, okay?"
In no time, Qiao Fei was moaning and begging the man for mercy.
Shang Rong slowed his movements, his mouth close to Qiao Fei's ear as he hurriedly said, "Then tell me quickly, does your brother dote on you?"
"She's just like you, always asking what you said about her. She said... Ah! Brother! Don't touch there... She said she doesn't know what she did to upset you, that you haven't even been to her house for so long... I said you're busy, but she just doesn't believe me... Oh... Brother, no!"
"Tell me honestly, have you and Sister Zi Hui played with her..."
The girl's increasingly hot body and overflowing nectar made Shang Rong pant heavily. Hearing the man's question, the girl's pretty face turned even redder, and she closed her eyes, only shaking her head.
Seeing that the girl wouldn't admit it, Shang Rong thrust a finger into her honeypot. Qiao Fei let out a long moan, then whimpered, her lips trembling as she said, "Just once... just the two of us... Sister Zi Hui didn't... Ah! Brother... take me... I can't take it..."
Shang Rong whispered in the girl's ear, "Then tell your big brother... how did you play..."
Qiao Fei's mind was already controlled by the raging lust, and she couldn't care less about shame. She cried and sobbed as if she were being tortured, "I... licked her there... she used her finger like you are doing to me now..."
"How would a virgin like her know these things? You probably instigated her, didn't you..."
Shang Rong got up from the sofa, grabbed the girl under his arm, and pulled her tight pants and underwear up to her thighs, revealing her snow-white buttocks. Then came a series of crisp slapping sounds and Qiao Fei's desperate sobs.
Soon, the girl's once snow-white buttocks turned bright red, and she lay sprawled on the sofa, her pretty face buried in the cushions, her round buttocks wriggling desirefully under the man's hands.

Chapter 18: Enraged and Ashamed.
Looking out at the gloomy sky, Qi Shundong's face was also clouded; it looked like it was going to snow again. A few days ago, when the news of Zhang Caixia's medical parole arrived, he simply couldn't believe his ears. He couldn't understand who, and for what reason, would release such a suspect in a major case in a roundabout way. However, he knew in his heart that this matter was inseparable from Shang Rong. He just couldn't understand why Shang Rong, who had betrayed Zheng Gang and Zhang Caixia in front of him, was now being so merciful to Zhang Caixia. A change of heart? Did someone like him still have a conscience?
There must be some conspiracy. Although Qi Shundong worked in the public security system, he had heard a little about the dark side of the detention system. Granting medical parole to a suspect like Zhang Caixia would require at least hundreds of thousands of yuan just for bribing officials, not to mention using connections. Shang Rong wasn't stupid enough to throw money away; he had to make a profit.
"Not going out today!"
Lost in thought, Qi Shundong was interrupted by his wife's voice. Turning around, he saw her enter carrying a cup of tea.
"Where did you go on Sunday?"
Qi Shundong retorted irritably.
The woman smiled tolerantly and said softly, "You've been quite free lately, unlike usual when you barely have time to come home."
Qi Shundong sneered inwardly. Free? Of course he was free. Ever since that detective died, he'd been surrounded by a mountain of trivial matters, leaving no time for cases. Even if he wanted to ask Zhang Aijun, he'd make excuses. Now, Zhang Aijun had given him a new title: Head of the Spiritual Civilization Construction Leading Group. According to Zhang Aijun, spiritual civilization construction was the top priority of the entire bureau's work; it not only affected the morale of all officers but also the several thousand yuan bonus each employee received at the end of the year. Therefore, recently, Qi Shundong's main tasks had been leading a group of people in cleaning, landscaping, and writing work reports. He never imagined that he, a deputy bureau chief and veteran criminal investigator, would be spending his days with a bunch of women nearing retirement.
Qi Shundong sighed deeply, watching the woman quietly tidy the house. Suddenly, he thought of his daughter, Qi Xiaoya, and asked, "How's Xiaoya doing lately?"
The woman stopped what she was doing and smiled, "It's amazing that you, as her father, still remember her."
Looking at the man's tired face, she continued, "Xiaoya is so successful now. I went to her company, and I can't believe that the beautiful female manager in that office is actually our Xiaoya."
The woman was so happy that she didn't notice Qi Shundong's ashen face and continued, "Xiaoya has a house too, and it's beautifully decorated. Xiaoya said she designed it all herself..."
"Enough!"
Qi Shundong shouted, startling the woman, who stared at the man with wide, frightened eyes. Qi Shundong pointed at the woman and said, "Like mother, like daughter. You're so vain! Do you know where Xiaoya's company and house came from? How could a fresh-faced girl like her have that kind of ability? It's all because of her…she traded her body for it…and you still have the nerve to brag to me?"
The woman, scolded harshly by Qi Shundong, blushed instantly and murmured, "How could that be? How can you say such things about your own daughter?"
Qi Shundong seemed even angrier at the woman's question, standing up and sternly saying, "How could it be impossible? What kind of mother are you? Still in the dark? Let me tell you the truth, the man she's with now is utterly wicked." "Criminal! If this continues, her future will be ruined by that man sooner or later."
The woman seemed anxious upon hearing this, but still didn't seem to believe Qi Shundong's words. She argued, "I also asked my daughter, and she said she's doing legitimate business. You're talking about Shang Rong, right? Xiaoya said he's a pretty good guy..."
Qi Shundong interrupted the woman again, saying, "I think you and your daughter are completely insane. What's the difference between exchanging your bodies for money and those prostitutes on the street? You've made me lose all face. Every time Zhang Aijun mentions this, I can't even straighten my back. I'm telling you, from now on, you don't need to have anything to do with her anymore, and don't let her into this house again."
He finished speaking, panting heavily.
The woman seemed stunned. She simply couldn't believe these words came from a father's mouth. Her face turned from red to white, from white to green, her lips trembling. Finally, she spoke out the resentment that had been suppressed for decades.
"How...how can you say such things about your own daughter? Xiaoya is such a good girl, how could you...don't you even think about whether you have the right to say such things? You're always out there, have you ever cared about anything at home? I've raised Xiaoya alone since she was born, from elementary school to university, have you ever cared about her? You make it sound so easy, casually calling your daughter a prostitute...you...you're simply..."
Qi Shundong listened to the woman's intermittent complaints, feeling a surge of irritation, and shouted, "Are you saying that daughters without fathers all become prostitutes? I may have failed in my responsibilities as a father, but did I teach her those depraved things in her bones? You should reflect on yourself. When Xiaoya went to work as a hostess in a bar, if you hadn't been so greedy for money, you should have stopped her. Isn't she like this because you indulged her?"
Hearing Qi Shundong's insults, the woman was so wronged that she couldn't cry out. In her heart, she thought, "Fine, fine, I've just been putting up with him all these years." Wiping away her tears, the woman clearly expressed her thoughts to Qi Shundong for the first time. "My daughter is a prostitute, so I'm a prostitute's mother. From now on, we won't rely on you, the big bureau chief, anymore. Qi Shundong, there's something I've kept to myself and never said. I know you're unhappy that Xiaoya has a boyfriend. You...you are...you think I don't know? Every time Xiaoya is sleeping, you...If I hadn't been watching her closely, Xiaoya might have been defiled by you long ago. Qi Shundong, you...you're inhuman!"
Hearing the woman's words, Qi Shundong's face turned pale, then red, then white. Finally, he slapped the woman, knocking her to the ground. Seeing the hatred in her eyes and the bright red blood flowing from her mouth, Qi Shundong roared like a wolf inwardly. He grabbed a coat and left.

Chapter 19 An Unusual Father and Daughter
Qi Shundong stormed out of his house, standing at the entrance of the family compound. A light snow was falling, covering the ground in white. Looking at the surrounding crowd, Qi Shundong suddenly felt lost, a rare feeling for him—a police chief standing in the street, lost in thought. He shook his head. Qi Shundong then wandered aimlessly along a path.
The cold snowflakes landed on his face, slightly calming his anger. He suddenly remembered what his wife had said earlier, and his face flushed, melting the snowflakes. His mind involuntarily conjured up the image of his daughter, Xiaoya's, delicate face and the round, full belly below her abdomen.
For Qi Shundong, his daughter before the age of ten left no impression, as he rarely saw her, only a few times a year. It wasn't until Xiaoya was thirteen, when Qi Shundong transferred from the military to civilian life, that he suddenly realized he had such a grown daughter, and a longing to be close to her arose within him. However, Xiaoya seemed to have no desire to be close to her unfamiliar father; on the contrary, she avoided him at all times.
Although Qi Xiaoya was only thirteen years old at the time, just entering puberty, she was more precocious than most girls. She had her first period before she was twelve, and by thirteen, her body had already developed. Her buttocks, though still somewhat immature, had become full and round, especially her two bulging breasts, which seemed particularly disproportionate to her age. Whenever she walked around the room in her thin pajamas, Qi Shundong almost dared not look her in the eye, yet he yearned for her desperately. He often tossed and turned in bed, unable to understand why he felt such a beastly impulse towards his daughter who was just beginning to develop.
To be fair, if Xiaoya had responded to her father's initial enthusiasm and established a harmonious father-daughter relationship, perhaps Qi Shundong wouldn't have gone so far astray. Unfortunately, Xiaoya seemed determined, constantly opposing her father with her rebellious nature. In Qi Shundong's perception, his daughter didn't see him as a father, but rather as a natural enemy.
After several fruitless attempts, Qi Shundong gradually became disheartened, abandoning his fantasies of being close to his daughter and burying himself in his work. However, his lust for his daughter's body did not disappear. Whenever he saw Xiaoya at home after work, the venomous snake in his heart would tear at him, and the more rebellious his daughter was, the more it stirred up the storm within him. Helpless, whenever the night was quiet, he could only climb on top of his woman and frantically vent his desires, fantasizing about Xiaoya's fair and tender body, often causing her to moan shamelessly. These painful moans reached Xiaoya's ears, who was still awake, further intensifying the girl's hatred for her father.
Thus, the father and daughter lived like enemies in the same room for two years, until one night, the nature of their relationship changed.
It was a midsummer night. Qi Shundong returned home from a dinner party after 1 a.m. All the lights in the house were off, with only moonlight streaming in through the windows, bathing the entire living room in a peaceful glow. Qi Shundong had drunk a few too many drinks that night, and he was burning with urgency, eager to get to bed and vent his frustrations on his wife. So, while still in the living room, he had already stripped off his shirt, leaving only his underwear. Suddenly feeling the urge to urinate, he went to the bathroom first. When he came out, his eyes naturally fell on Xiaoya's bedroom door. The door wasn't fully closed, but left a small crack. Qi Shundong stood there staring at that crack for a while, his mind filled with his daughter's languid sleeping posture and her youthful body. The alcohol in his stomach rushed to his head, and his body instantly swelled up. Without hesitation, he pushed open his daughter's bedroom door.
Because the curtains were drawn, there was no moonlight in Xiaoya's bedroom. However, Xiaoya had a habit of sleeping in the dark, so a wall lamp by her bedside illuminated the room. The scene Qi Shundong saw was even more alluring than he had imagined.
Perhaps because of the heat, Xiaoya barely covered herself with a blanket, only a thin towel draped over her lower abdomen. A thin-strapped vest barely covered her well-developed breasts, and because she was lying on her side, the shape and size of her breasts below her neck were clearly visible. She wore only white panties, which perfectly encased her round, youthful buttocks, while her long, alabaster-like legs were spread wide apart, creating a captivating shadow at the groin.
Qi Shundong, gripping the doorknob, stared intently, especially at Xiaoya's buttocks covered in white panties, which burned his eyes. That dazzling whiteness made Qi Shundong tremble all over. Like a beast devoid of thought, driven only by desire, he panted, his stiff legs moving with difficulty as he walked step by step toward his daughter's bed.

Chapter 20: The Shadow of the Night.
Qi Shundong stood before his daughter's bed, gazing for a long time at Xiaoya's naturally beautiful body, exposed and unadorned in her sleep. The faint fragrance of a young woman stirred his most primal nerves. Is this my daughter? Qi Shundong's outstretched hand trembled incessantly, and at the same time, his heart was in a torment he had never experienced before. He had only one thought: how wonderful it would be if this alluring body before him wasn't his daughter. If so, Qi Shundong would pounce on her without hesitation and enjoy this delicious body to his heart's content.
Demonic desire ultimately triumphed over reason. Qi Shundong's trembling hand, like a red-hot iron, gently touched the girl's delicate, white thigh, making a slight burning sound as it slid along.
Perhaps sensing the warmth emanating from her sensitive spot, the girl let out a helpless sigh in her sleep, shifting from her side to her back, revealing her two half-naked breasts to her father. This stimulation seemed to embolden the hand still resting on her thigh, moving it slightly upwards. The touch of his fingers was indescribably warm and smooth, and then his palm fully enveloped those unusually alluring breasts, lingering there for a long time.
Just as Qi Shundong's hand was dreamily traversing the cleavage of his daughter's youthful beauty, he heard a click from the living room door. The sound was like a wake-up call to Qi Shundong; in an instant, he became sharp-witted and alert. He swiftly withdrew his hand, his slightly overweight body nimbly flashing to the bedroom doorway. Just then, his wife appeared at the corner of the hallway, groggily asking, "What...what are you doing?"
Qi Shundong's lifelong professional experience honed his composure instantly. He gently closed the bedroom door, muttering, "It's windy tonight, and this girl didn't even close the window..."
He then ignored her and went back to his bedroom to sleep. That night, Xiaoya had her first erotic dream. She dreamt of a pig nuzzling her private parts with its long snout, making her lower abdomen feel warm and her crotch slippery. Meanwhile, her mother, after being pinned down by her husband and screaming for half the night, suddenly had a thought: Could the atmosphere in her daughter's bedroom have given men superhuman strength?
Qi Shundong was a highly career-driven man, a trait he had cultivated over twenty years in the military. Although society was full of temptations, Qi Shundong possessed enough willpower to resist them. Even with women, his demands remained within the bounds of basic needs.
However, those brief ten minutes in his daughter's bedroom that night awakened a monster that had lurked within him for decades. This monster would always stir at specific moments, when Qi Xiaoya was completely unaware.
From that unethical night until the years when Xiaoya went to university and moved into the student dormitory, Qi Shundong, driven by a magical force, sneaked into Xiaoya's bedroom dozens of times, touching almost every part of her body with his own hands. Even though the bedroom was dimly lit, Qi Shundong, with the sharp eyes of a police officer, still firmly imprinted the most alluring parts of Xiaoya's body in his mind, allowing him to indulge in fantasies while leaning back in his large office chair during his leisure time.
For years, only one thing had puzzled Qi Shundong: every time he had satisfied his urges and was about to further release his sexual desires, his woman would always appear beside him promptly, silently, and unexpectedly, then ask sleepily, "What...what are you doing?"
A cell phone ring startled Qi Shundong, who was standing in the snow. He looked around like a thief, and finding no one paying attention to him, he picked up the phone and said, "Hello."
"Director Qi! Where are you?"
Fang Yuliang, the head of the Criminal Investigation Department, asked urgently.
Judging from Fang Yuliang's urgent tone, Qi Shundong knew that something important must have happened. He vaguely felt that Fang Yuliang's eagerness to see him must be related to Zheng Gang. In an instant, Qi Shundong shook off his previous listlessness and answered decisively, "Don't go to the office, wait for me at home." "
Xiaoya's mother had a tooth knocked out by Qi Shundong's slap, her mouth bleeding profusely. After the man slammed the door and left, she sat on the floor, covering her mouth, stunned for a long time, tears streaming down her face, but unable to cry. In that instant, the woman felt utterly hopeless. Actually, what hurt her most wasn't the slap itself, but the vicious words that Qi Shundong uttered, piercing her heart like sharp blades after years of suppressed resentment.
Since Xiaoya had never considered him her father, was there any point in her staying with this heartless husband? Thinking this, the woman struggled to her feet. Without hesitation, she skillfully found her belongings and packed them into a suitcase, as if it were a pre-planned trip.
After everything was packed, the woman dragged the suitcase to the door, unable to resist turning back for one last look at the house, not because she was reluctant to leave." Instead, it was the woman who, upon parting, suddenly recalled the times when she and her daughter had relied on each other, comforted one another, and endured hardship together. Those times, though difficult, were now so memorable.

Chapter 21: Irreconcilable
Enemies. After hearing Fang Yuliang's report, Qi Shundong tried his best to hide his excitement, so much so that his hand trembled slightly as he lit his cigarette. This trembling stemmed from an uncontrollable urge, much like the feeling of Xiaoya's delicate body on his hands.
Since Xiaoya went to university, the monster lurking within Qi Shundong had no chance to fully experience the essence of women, and his unfulfilled desires manifested in another way. He tried various methods to find out about Xiaoya's friends at school, paying particular attention to the boys she associated with. However, due to Xiaoya's personality, she didn't have any close male friends after four years of university, which slightly calmed Qi Shundong down.
Initially, Qi Shundong strongly opposed Xiaoya living at school, citing the proximity of their home. However, Xiaoya's mother remained adamant, her expression suggesting she couldn't bear her daughter staying home even for a day longer. Later, Qi Shundong accidentally saw his daughter dancing and even working as a hostess at the Wild Wolf Bar. His heart was instantly seared. He secretly followed her several times, hiding in the dark corners of the bar, first watching her angelic dance, then seeing her drinking and laughing with a man. His emotions were a jumbled mess, a mix of bitterness and sweetness indescribable. But what truly unbearable for him was the burgeoning, intense possessiveness within him. "Xiaoya is mine! She can only belong to me!" Ignoring the scene, he rushed forward and slapped his daughter hard across the face without a word, a slap that turned her into his enemy.
But the matter didn't end there. It seemed as if fate was deliberately working against Qi Shundong. Not long after Xiaoya left school, she inexplicably became involved with Shang Rong. Qi Shundong could no longer tolerate this. On the surface, he felt utterly humiliated that a criminal he was investigating had defiled his daughter.
But the unspeakable side was the burning lust and primal possessiveness that festered within him. He often lay in bed fantasizing about Shang Rong caressing his daughter's jade-like body, just as he had. The only difference was that he was touching a numb, sleeping body, while in his fantasies, his daughter's body heaved and moaned under Shang Rong's touch…
While suffering immense inner torment, Qi Shundong found the perfect way to release his desires: revenge. Anything that made Shang Rong unhappy brought him satisfaction. Bringing Shang Rong to justice and reclaiming his daughter would give him boundless pleasure. Right now, he no longer cared about Qi Xiaoya; his only wish was to legally and legitimately kill Shang Rong.
"Director Qi..."
Fang Yuliang called out softly, seeing the director remain silent for a long time with a half-smile, the cigarette in his hand almost burning his fingers.
Qi Shundong snapped out of his reverie, extinguished his cigarette, and resumed his directorial authority, casually asking, "Who else knows about this?"
"I haven't told anyone. Right now, only that informant and you and I know,"
Fang Yuliang replied solicitously.
"Very good. Keep an eye on your informant, make sure he doesn't go around talking nonsense." He
paused, then narrowed his eyes and said earnestly, "Yuliang, you're a cadre I personally promoted. Although I'm no longer in charge of Zheng Gang's special task force, you were still the first to report to me. It seems you still value relationships..."
Fang Yuliang quickly said, "Director Qi, what are you saying? Every veteran detective who has worked with you admires you. Don't mention you're still the director, even if..." Qi Shundong
smiled magnanimously and waved his hand to stop Fang Yuliang from continuing. "We can't afford to miss this opportunity. Although I'm no longer in charge of Zheng Gang's case, I'm still a policeman. As long as we're still wearing this uniform, we must fight criminals to the end. Tell me your plans."
"I want to secretly arrest Lu Feng first. Of course, there's no direct evidence of Lu Feng's crimes yet, but she's a key figure. Also, I've already taken measures against Zhao Zhigang's brother; he can't escape our sight."
"Very good."
Qi Shundong was getting more and more excited, as if he could already feel the tidal wave of excitement rolling in. "Just be extra careful when arresting Lu Feng, and act quickly. Once it's determined that she has no value, release her immediately and handle the aftermath properly. As for Zhao Zhigang's brother, there can't be the slightest mistake. Jin Sheng's bankbook is in his hands, which means he has a necessary connection to Jin Sheng's disappearance."
Qi Shundong lit a cigarette, seemingly talking to himself, "If my reasoning is correct, this time we'll definitely be able to expose Shang Rong's true colors..."

Chapter 22 Orphan and Widow
Due to a new business deal at the company, Qi Xiaoya hadn't had a break for two weeks. It wasn't until yesterday that she finally sorted things out. Today is Sunday, and she decided to take a day off. She arranged to have dinner with Qiao Fei tonight. Although they worked together, Qiao Fei had been staying at Zi Hui's place recently, and Xiao Ya knew that Qiao Fei was actually with Shang Rong every night. As for what they did together, Xiao Ya, though still a virgin, could guess a bit. So, she felt a little jealous. Her feelings towards Shang Rong were a mixture of fear and anticipation, completely like a new bride.
However, ever since that time she shared a bed with Qiao Fei and Qiao Fei touched her entire body, her fear had gradually weakened, replaced by a sense of shyness and longing.
After tidying up the room, she checked the time and realized Qiao Fei wouldn't arrive for another two hours. Xiao Ya didn't know what to do. The thought of what her older sister would do to her that night made Xiao Ya's fair face flush red. That Qiao Fei was really wicked.
A series of urgent knocks pulled the girl from her romantic fantasies back to reality. Who was knocking? She hardly ever had any guests lately. Could it be Qiao Fei? Was that rascal getting impatient...? Like a lovestruck young girl waiting for her lover, Xiaoya subconsciously tidied her hair before opening the door.
"Mom! What happened to you? My God! Who beat you up like this!"
Xiaoya saw her mother standing at the door with tears in her eyes, her swollen mouth still bearing traces of blood, and didn't know what to do.
Xiaoya's mother gave a bitter smile and said, "Who else could it be but him?"
As she spoke, Xiaoya helped her sit on the sofa. Upon hearing this, Xiaoya's almond-shaped eyes widened, her chest heaving rapidly. She shouted, "Him? What right does he have to hit you!"
She rushed to the door, grabbed a pair of shoes from the shoe cabinet, and, putting them on, said angrily, "Mom, wait here. I'm going to find that beast."
Seeing her daughter's stance, Xiaoya's mother quickly got up from the sofa, hugged her tightly around the waist, and sobbed, "What's the use of going to him? He's not even human. From now on, we'll pretend he never existed. I don't want to see you being..."
Xiaoya stood there, stunned and speechless, her mother holding her. After a long while, she patted her still-sobming mother and said, "That's good. From now on, we won't mention that person again. Mom, don't worry, your daughter will definitely give you a good life."
Xiaoya's mother looked up at her daughter through teary eyes and said, "Of course I'm relieved. My daughter has finally grown up. If it weren't for you today, I wouldn't want to live anymore."
She then started crying again.
Xiaoya helped her mother sit back on the sofa, then went to the bathroom, wrung out a towel, and gently wiped the blood from her mother's mouth, cursing, "That beast is so cruel! Mom, how come he only has one tooth... We must report him!"
Xiaoya's mother shook her head, stopping her daughter from continuing, and sighed deeply, saying, "Xiaoya, this is a shameful thing, let's leave it at that."
She then covered her face, bowed her head in pain, and recounted the events of noon in broken sentences.
Xiaoya gritted her teeth in anger, panting heavily. She thought of Shang Rong and wanted to call him, but then remembered that this wasn't something to be proud of, and she wondered what Shang Rong would think of her if he found out. Silence fell over the room, and the mother and daughter
looked at each other with tearful eyes. Lost in their own thoughts, they didn't know how much time had passed until the doorbell rang, startling them awake. Xiaoya knew it must be Qiao Fei.
As soon as Qiao Fei entered, she saw a middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa. She had never met Xiao Ya's mother before and assumed she was one of Xiao Ya's clients, so she smiled at Xiao Ya and said, "You have a guest! Looks like I'm a bit early."
Xiao Ya had no interest in joking with her at the moment and simply said, "Fei'er, this is my mother."
Even the slow-witted Qiao Fei sensed something was amiss, especially after Xiao Ya introduced her mother. Qiao Fei noticed the middle-aged woman's sorrowful face, swollen lips, and red eyes. Xiao Ya, on the other hand, looked indignant, her lips pouting, as if she were carrying a deep grudge.
"Xiao Ya! What's going on..."
Qiao Fei was confused. At first, she thought the mother and daughter had argued, but seeing Xiao Ya's mother's swollen lips and sorrowful expression, she decided against it and asked directly.
Xiao Ya remained silent with a gloomy face, while her mother turned her face away in shame. Qiao Fei, an impatient person, became agitated at the sight and asked loudly, "Xiao Ya, what happened? Tell me quickly!"
Seeing Qiao Fei's impatience, Xiao Ya knew she had to find out sooner or later. Besides, Qiao Fei wasn't an outsider; she was not only her fake husband in bed but also her only support. So, Xiao Ya briefly recounted her mother's ordeal.
Qiao Fei was speechless for a moment after hearing this, because she didn't know Xiao Ya's family situation. Hearing that Xiao Ya's father had been violent towards her mother, and considering it a family matter, she felt it was best not to interfere and remain silent.
Meanwhile, Xiao Ya, seeing that Qiao Fei didn't react after her sorrowful outpouring, was overwhelmed by memories of the past, a wave of grievance washing over her. She collapsed onto the sofa and began to sob.

Chapter 23: The Gentle Trap .
Seeing Xiao Ya crying so bitterly, Qiao Fei didn't know how to comfort her. Turning to look at her mother on the sofa, she saw her mother also looking miserable, though not crying aloud, her swollen eyes were filled with tears. Qiao Fei, inexperienced and unfamiliar with such situations, knew she had to get Shang Rong to come. Her older brother was all-powerful, not only captivating her in bed but also an expert in all aspects of life.
Taking advantage of the mother and daughter's grief, Qiao Fei secretly slipped into the bedroom and gave Shang Rong a detailed report.
After hearing Qiao Fei's phone call, Shang Rong felt a strange surge of excitement. Qi Shundong had actually kicked his woman out of the house, and now both of Qi Shundong's women were coming to rely on him. Of course, the women were coming to rely on his daughter, but what difference did it make? Wouldn't the mother and daughter both be living in his house and under his protection from now on? He just hadn't seen Qi Shundong's women before and didn't know what they looked like. Shang Rong lay on the sofa, feeling smug. He wasn't in a hurry to comfort the mother and daughter, but instead indulged in schadenfreude towards Qi Shundong, while secretly savoring the alluring image of the mother and daughter sleeping together.
It gradually grew dark. The living room lights were off. Xiao Ya and her mother sat on the sofa, while Qiao Fei stood by the window watching the traffic on the street, inwardly blaming Shang Rong for being so late.
Finally, the doorbell rang. To Xiao Ya's astonishment, Qiao Fei practically pounced on the door to open it. When Shang Rong walked in, Xiao Ya's eyes lit up. She glanced at Qiao Fei, seemingly scolding her for meddling, but her heart felt at ease, and tears of pent-up resentment welled up again.
Shang Rong, of course, didn't show his smugness. Instead, he solemnly scanned everyone in the room, looking every bit like a judge. Finally, his gaze settled on his mother on the sofa. Good heavens! Shang Rong exclaimed inwardly. Everything was almost exactly as he had imagined. If she could give birth to a beauty like Xiao Ya, how could her mother be anything less? The woman on the sofa had dark eyes and a full, round face. She vaguely resembled Xiao Ya, but the maturity, the charm, and the pitiful expression were something Xiao Ya lacked. Especially her slightly upturned lips, swollen from Qi Shundong's beating, made Shang Rong want to rush forward and embrace her, showering her with tenderness.
“Auntie, Xiaoya, I’ve heard everything from Qiao Fei. Normally, knocking out someone’s teeth is a serious assault, and you could report him to the police. But it’s a family matter. I’m not so bad about Qi Shundong, but I’m worried about making a scene and losing face for you and Xiaoya. As the saying goes, family scandals shouldn’t be aired in public. I think we should just let it go this time. Anyway, I promise I’ll never let him bully you again.”
Shang Rong spoke eloquently while carefully observing the expressions of the mother and daughter. Seeing that Xiaoya still seemed indignant, he added, “Of course, if Auntie really can’t swallow this, then I’ll go to the police station with you and see this through to the end.”
Everyone in the room fell silent. Xiaoya’s mother glanced at Shang Rong out of the corner of her eye; from Xiaoya’s expression, she already knew who this person was. Could this gentle young man be the criminal Qi Shundong had been calling a criminal? Was this the man who opened the company for Xiaoya? The woman blushed at the thought of her disheveled appearance being seen by her prospective son-in-law. Looking at an oil painting on the wall, she murmured, "Mr. Shang is right. I never want to see that person again. This isn't the first time I've been treated so rudely by him; why would I care about this last time? But..."
As if burdened by something unspeakable, the woman lowered her head.
Seeing her troubled expression, Shang Rong felt an urge to share all her misfortune and said confidently, "Auntie, please tell me what you need. I will do whatever I can to help."
Hearing this, the woman couldn't help but look at Shang Rong's face. She saw a look of anxiety, heartache, and pity, and felt a surge of emotion. How could such a public-spirited person be labeled a criminal by that person? Could it be that person...? She glanced at Xiaoya, as if instantly seeing through Qi Shundong's scheme. So that perverted rapist was jealous of her daughter.
The woman's gaze softened as she looked at Shang Rong, her expression relaxing, and a faint smile appeared on her face. She whispered, "Xiao Ya is living in your house now. If I were to move in too, I'm afraid..."
Shang Rong understood her meaning and quickly said, "Auntie, this house used to be mine, but it's hers now that Xiao Ya has moved in. What's wrong with you living in your own daughter's house?"
The woman looked at Xiao Ya, whose beautiful eyes were fixed on the man with boundless tenderness. When she noticed her mother looking at her, she blushed and said, "Mom! Don't overthink it. From now on, it's just the two of us, mother and daughter, living together." She then
gave Shang Rong a coquettish look.
Shang Rong thought to himself: This little thing, even now she can't resist getting back at her husband. The correct way to put it should be, "From now on, the three of us will live together."

Chapter 24: A Short Separation and a Newlywed
Evening. Qiao Fei prepared a simple meal, and it was already past ten o'clock when they finished eating. Shang Rong had intended to comfort Xiao Ya and whisper sweet nothings, but he felt it was best to appear mature on their first meeting with his charming mother-in-law. Besides, the woman he longed for was waiting for him tonight. So, he left Qiao Fei with the mother and daughter, got into his car, and drove straight to the old house.
Standing at the door, Shang Rong was slightly out of breath, his hand holding the key trembling. He almost cautiously opened the door, his heart pounding with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, afraid of making any noise that might disturb the beauty inside.
The house was quiet, without a trace of anyone. Shang Rong's heart tightened. Had something happened? He went into the living room, but it was empty. Just as he was about to turn around, a figure rushed over and hugged him tightly from behind.
Shang Rong took a deep breath. By the soft mounds on his back and the pair of jade-like hands tightly wrapped around his chest, Shang Rong knew that the person behind him was his beloved.
"Yan Yan... don't hide behind me... turn around... I want to see you properly..."
Shang Rong said almost moaningly without moving his body.
The person behind him simply held him tightly, their warm breath brushing against Shang Rong's neck. They remained embracing like this for what seemed like an eternity. Shang Rong felt a chill run down his spine; he knew it was the woman's tears. She was silently sobbing, clinging to him.
"Yan Yan...be good...come here and let me see you...I've missed you so much..."
Shang Rong's voice was soft, yet slightly hoarse.
With an uncontrollable cry of anguish, a burning body rolled into Shang Rong's arms. The touch was warm and smooth. Before Shang Rong could even see the naked body in his arms, his lips were firmly pressed against hers. A soft, delicate tongue frantically licked and explored, his thirst like a parched camel suddenly receiving rain.
Good heavens! She was completely naked, welcoming him. Shang Rong gasped inwardly, then was ignited by the woman's raw desire. While passionately kissing her, he grabbed her plump buttocks with both hands, kneading them frantically before roughly pulling her towards the sofa.
But the woman wasn't idle either. Panting, she reached for his belt, quickly pulling down all his trousers. His erect penis was firmly grasped and guided into a warm, moist place. Standing there, the woman's buttocks swayed, and Shang Rong felt as if he had entered a paradise. The tight grip and the wet sounds conveyed the woman's endless longing.
After the first wave of climax, two naked bodies lay intertwined on the crowded sofa. Zhang Yan's body trembled in the man's arms, her mouth uttering dreamy sounds. Their mouths licked each other aimlessly. Finally, the woman grasped the man's hard, throbbing member again, raised one of her snow-white legs, and leaned to the side to bring it to her warm opening. At the moment of penetration, she let out a long sigh, as if she had found the greatest comfort. Then the two gazed at each other and embraced.
"Looks like you really missed me,"
Shang Rong said with a slight sway of his hips.
"Don't you miss me?"
Zhang Yan contracted her body, trying to hold the man tightly. "Ah! Husband... hold me tighter..."
Shang Rong pressed the woman's buttocks against his lower abdomen, penetrating her deeper, and whispered in her ear, "I'll sleep inside you tonight. You have to hold on tight, don't let it fall out..."
"Husband—"
Zhang Yan couldn't help but begin to gently twist her hips, letting the man's hard member wriggle inside her. "I never want to leave you again... I want you to be inside me forever..."
Shang Rong found the woman's nonsense amusing and slapped her swaying buttocks, laughing, "Alright, alright, you're not allowed to wear clothes anymore."
Zhang Yan, upon hearing the man's words, twisted her body in his arms like a cotton candy, coquettishly saying, "Fine, I won't wear clothes then. Anyway, I can't go out, and I'll just stay home naked every day waiting for you to come and do me..."
Hearing the woman's words, Shang Rong stopped thrusting, sighed, and said, "I originally planned to let you come back after the New Year, but since things haven't been resolved yet, if anything happens, I'll have to send you away again."
Zhang Yan buried her head in the man's arms and cried, "I won't leave... I... let them arrest me..."
Shang Rong slapped the woman's buttocks again and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense!"
Then, stroking the slapped buttocks, he said softly, "I won't let anything happen to you, you're my darling... I really miss you so much..."
Zhang Yan looked at the man with bright eyes for a while, and then became excited. She forcefully flipped the man onto her, thrusting her snow-white buttocks upwards, moaning, "Husband... dear brother... fuck me hard..."
Suddenly, she swung her hips, pulled out the man's penis, grabbed it with her hand, and shoved it into her anus, trembling, "Here... you haven't done this before... only you have done this to me... it's so tight..."
Shang Rong lost himself in the woman's lewd moans, only caring about holding the woman's snow-white buttocks and thrusting like a pile driver until a stream of hot liquid shot deep inside him, then he collapsed onto the woman, panting heavily.

Chapter 25 A Second Blossom
That night, Shang Rong and Zhang Yan lingered until midnight. Although physically and mentally exhausted, neither of them felt sleepy. Especially Zhang Yan, who just rubbed her body against the man, causing his penis to rise and fall several times. Seeing how infatuated the man was with her body, Zhang Yan wanted to use every cell in her body to please him to the fullest. Shang Rong enjoyed the woman's passion and tenderness, but his mind was on something else. "How was the trip with that pangolin?"
Zhang Yan stroked the man's limp body, squinting at him with a puzzled look, and said in a coquettish voice, "He was quite good, seemed rather shrewd."
Shang Rong lifted the woman's chin and kissed her rosy lips, saying, "Did he try anything lecherous with you?" Zhang Yan playfully slapped the man, pouting, "What nonsense are you talking about! He barely said a word the whole way. Besides, I'm your woman, who would dare..."
She then brushed her lips against the man's chest. Shang Rong stroked the woman's hair, lost in thought. "You still haven't been honest. How many women did you sleep with after I left?"
She glanced at the pensive man and quickly added, "Xiaoyu asked me to find out."
Shang Rong looked at Zhang Yan thoughtfully and said, "Not only did you not increase, but you lost one. Are you satisfied now?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yan sat up and stared at the man suspiciously, "How could you lose one?"
Her two trembling breasts swayed in front of Shang Rong, enticing him to grab one and knead it, saying, "Gao Yan is no longer my woman. Don't ask too many questions. Just know it. Besides, I don't want them to know you came back this time."
Zhang Yan was already unwilling... Ignoring the man's trivial matters, she stretched out and climbed onto him, saying softly, "Are you still going to make me leave?"
Shang Rong said with seemingly boundless pity, "You should go back to Beijing in a few days. I've had a bad feeling lately. I've already transferred 50 million to Xiaoyu, just in case. I'll feel at ease if you stay in Beijing with Xiaoyu taking care of you."
Zhang Yan twisted her body, her voice trembling with tears, "Brother! Can't I not go?"
Shang Rong flipped her over and pinned her beneath him, saying fiercely, "What? You're disobedient, aren't you? Consider this punishment."
Without warning, he thrust into her wet, sweet vagina. Zhang Yan knew the man's lust had returned and knew his preferences, so she twisted her body, sobbing and moaning intermittently, "Yan Yan is disobedient... If you fuck me to death, I won't have to go back to Beijing." Amidst the woman's cries, Shang Rong frantically thrust into the alluring body beneath him, his vigor truly suggesting he wanted to fuck her to death. The next morning, Shang Rong woke up around ten o'clock. Turning to look at Zhang Yan beside him, she was still curled up, fast asleep, her fair body still bearing the marks of the previous night's indulgence. A smile played on her lips, a look of boundless satisfaction on her face. Shang Rong quietly got up and sat on the edge of the bed, preparing to get dressed. A pair of soft arms wrapped around his waist like vines, then his head buried itself in her legs. With a soft moan, his slightly erect penis was gently taken into her mouth. Shang Rong hissed in cool air, one hand kneading her breasts. "Yan Yan, you little slut, trying to drain your husband dry, aren't you?" Zhang Yan looked up, her eyes glazed, and said sweetly, "You can't run away! I want you to sleep with me!"
Shang Rong teased, gently patting her buttocks, "What? Sleeping or missing my big cannon?"
Zhang Yan wriggled, grabbing the man's manhood tightly with one hand while climbing onto his body and sitting in his lap. She skillfully took him into her anus, moaning, "Brother! Can I use this to grip you... You always complain that I'm not tight enough... Ah! Husband, is it tight enough..."
Before she could finish, she screamed again, wrapping her arms tightly around the man's neck and pressing her mouth to his ear, urgently saying, "Husband, husband, my butt hurts so much!"
Shang Rong hadn't expected Zhang Yan to be so aroused so early in the morning; it seemed this woman had indeed been starved of desire for too long. He withdrew from the woman's anus, gently placed her on the edge of the bed, and then tenderly entered her from the front, whispering, "Good baby... I know you don't actually like being touched from behind... You're doing this to make me happy, right... Actually, your husband loves you the most... Be good... Hold on tight..."
Zhang Yan felt her emptiness filled by Shang Rong, her heart overflowing with love. She cupped the man's face, kissing and licking him while moaning, "I like it... I like it wherever you touch me... Yan Yan's body is just to make you happy... to make you feel good..."
Just as Shang Rong and Zhang Yan reached a state of perfect harmony, the phone suddenly rang urgently.

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