[Adult City] Lonely Officialdom (Final Episode) - Episode 22

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Chapter 134

After their lovemaking, Zhang Bing held Ling Shan, who lay limp on the bed, his large hand still gently caressing her full breasts.

"Sister Shan, was it comfortable?"

"I'm exhausted, don't move, don't talk!" Ling Shan had no strength left; her body, exhausted from the lovemaking, couldn't withstand the man's caresses. She raised her hand to push his mischievous hand away.

Unexpectedly, when her small hand rose from below, it touched something hard. She was startled and looked down with difficulty, only to see Zhang Bing's erect penis.

"Aren't you satisfied yet? Are you in pain?" Ling Shan pressed against the man's chest, asking Zhang Bing in a low, shy voice.

Zhang Bing just smiled and didn't answer.

"You little lecher, I wonder which woman can satisfy you?" Ling Shan felt that her words were too bold, and she was surprised herself. She was a conservative woman, but after winning Zhang Bing back, she specifically bought some books about sex to study. She wanted to love this man wholeheartedly, and of course, she wanted to satisfy him in bed as well—and the books encouraged women to be more unrestrained and bold in bed: a vixen in bed, an elegant lady in the living room, and a skillful cook in the kitchen. She was striving in that direction.

Zhang Bing smiled helplessly. Although Ling Shan had expressed a desire to satisfy him again, he felt that it would be too unfair to the woman who loved him. She had already been exhausted, and he had many things to do in the afternoon. He couldn't let her compromise herself to satisfy his desires. Thinking of this, she thought of Yuan Zixuan, that fiery, enchanting woman. Perhaps only that "white tiger" could satisfy him. Unfortunately, she was now completely out of contact, and Zhang Bing was too embarrassed to inquire about her.

Sensing the man's considerate intentions, Ling Shan didn't insist. Excessive indulgence is harmful to health—a basic principle of the underworld. She was very strict with her subordinates in this regard. Although the underworld couldn't exist without alcohol and women, she even allowed her men to associate with prostitutes in the entertainment venues under her wing, but she absolutely forbade them from forcing themselves on others, and even more so, she forbade them from neglecting their duties because of alcohol and women. After dealing with some people with a strong hand, and ensuring their improved social standing, no one dared to object. After

resting for a while, the two took a bath together, and once again became intimately entwined. Although Zhang Bing understood that Ling Shan hadn't truly reached ecstasy, enjoying the gentle caress of a beautiful woman rubbing her back was still quite pleasant. Satisfied, Zhang Bing drove to Ma Pei's house; Ling Shan, on the other hand, was going to the company for a New Year's party with her subordinates.

Having already called beforehand, Ma Pei rushed out as soon as the doorbell rang.

"Brother Bing, congratulations on your fortune! Give me a red envelope!" The girl boldly threw herself into his arms, kissed her beloved man, and then stretched out her small hand to Zhang Bing.

Seeing Zhang Bing awkwardly touching his nose, Ma Pei laughed heartily, lingering in her beloved's arms and refusing to let go, even forgetting to let Zhang Bing in for a moment.

"Alright, girl, you're so old and still asking Xiao Bing for a red envelope, how embarrassing!" Ma Youcai appeared at the door, showing no intention of scolding the woman for lingering in Zhang Bing's arms, ignoring her completely, and smilingly inviting Zhang Bing in, "Xiao Bing, come in quickly, don't go crazy with this girl."

Ma Pei blushed and let go of Zhang Bing. Being caught being intimate with a man by her father, even the boldest girl was embarrassed, so she grinned and snatched the gift from Zhang Bing's hand.

"Look what Brother Bing brought! You can't come in if it's not good!" Ma Pei grinned as she opened the bag and rummaged through it, only to be disappointed in an instant. "Why is it all just things for Mom and Dad?"

"Brother Bing, where's Xiao Pei's gift? You can't come in without it!" The girl threw a tantrum, grabbing Zhang Bing's hand to prevent him from entering.

Helpless, Zhang Bing looked pleadingly at County Magistrate Ma, but County Magistrate Ma turned and walked back. He had no choice but to take out a beautiful box from his pocket and hand it to Ma Pei. "This is for you, silly girl!"

Seeing the girl eagerly open it, Hong Wen smiled and said, "This is a bracelet I got for you at the Yonghe Temple in Beijing. It's made of sandalwood, and it's said to be able to refresh the mind, invigorate the meridians, and was even blessed by the high monk Master Hulun."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Bing. Put it on for me now!" The girl was overjoyed, pulling up her sweater sleeves and wanting Zhang Bing to put it on for her himself.

Holding the girl's smooth little hand, he slipped the bracelet onto her fair wrist. The black beads contrasted beautifully with her snow-white skin. Zhang Bing even touched her skin with his fingers, secretly praising the Creator's gift.

"Thank you, Brother Bing!" The girl happily kissed her beloved on the cheek, then ran into the living room to show off to her parents, "Dad, Mom, isn't the bracelet Brother Bing gave me pretty?"

Zhang Bing shook his head helplessly and followed her in. Ma Pei was like that; although she had various minor flaws, her liveliness and intelligence were unmatched by other women. And occasionally, when she acted spoiled and coquettish with Zhang Bing, she could make a man's bones melt—that was what made Ma Pei so captivating, even though other women weren't very satisfied with her.

Ma Youcai was overjoyed that Zhang Bing had come to his home for lunch and dinner. The young man's achievements and accomplishments had far exceeded his expectations. He himself had been greatly helped in securing his position, but Zhang Bing never forgot him, always treating him with utmost respect. Moreover, Zhang Bing was currently deeply in love with a woman, which made Ma Youcai extremely happy.

At lunch, Ma Youcai, in high spirits, unexpectedly drank with his prospective son-in-law. He was especially pleased after hearing Zhang Bing's New Year's visit plans from the afternoon, repeatedly telling Zhang Bing that he had a bright future and should work hard, promising his full support—the implication being that Zhang Bing shouldn't forget him, the foundation stone that had laid the foundation for his success.

Ma Youcai got drunk at the meal and went back to his room to rest. Although Zhang Bing hadn't drunk much, he was also a little dizzy. Ma Pei pulled him upstairs to her room to talk, and seeing that her mother didn't object, Zhang Bing had no choice but to go with her.

As soon as they entered, Ma Pei grabbed him and kissed him passionately. Zhang Bing was startled; her parents were downstairs and could come up at any moment.

"Xiao Pei, stop! My breath smells of alcohol; it'll bother you," Zhang Bing quickly stopped the girl's wild behavior. If the County Magistrate and his wife saw him and mistook him for a pervert, things would be much worse.

Ma Pei couldn't stand the smell of alcohol either, but she wasn't annoyed. She chuckled and dragged him into the bathroom on the second floor, found a new toothbrush, and made him brush his teeth and wash his face. "Wash yourself, then get some sleep. Otherwise, it won't look good when you visit the leaders."

Watching the girl gently squeeze toothpaste for him and adjust the water temperature, Zhang Bing thought to himself how gentle this girl was towards him. He knew that the lively and cheerful Ma Pei would never do these things normally; it was only because she loved him so much that she did them without thinking.

True to her word, Ma Pei returned to the room and indeed let him take off his coat and lie down on her bed to rest for a while. Seeing Zhang Bing hesitate, the girl laughed, "Don't worry, my parents won't come up or interfere!" She giggled as she helped him take off his suit jacket and hang it on the hanger, then pushed him onto the bed, nestled beside him, and gently hugged him. "Besides, I'm not some demon who's going to eat you, hee hee!"

Her words were a clear hint. Zhang Bing, already feeling a bit aroused by the alcohol, saw the girl lying obediently beside him, smiling sweetly and looking completely at ease. He hadn't seen Ma Pei in a long time, and remembering seeing her naked in this room last time, he suddenly felt a surge of admiration for her beauty and couldn't help but sit up to look closer.

Ma Pei had long, glossy black hair, a round face, a pointed chin, large, bright eyes, a small nose, and full, warm lips; overall, she was beautiful and captivating.

She wasn't short for the South, standing at about 163 centimeters. While her waist wasn't exactly slender, her shapely hips and long legs gave her a graceful, youthful beauty. What

was even more striking were her prominent breasts, approximately a 36D. Though covered by a sweater, they seemed poised to burst forth at any moment. Zhang Bing remembered the feeling of touching them the first few times; they were undoubtedly the most beautiful breasts he had ever seen.

Ma Pei watched her lover admire her body without getting annoyed. Instead, she watched him with interest, even turning over and lying flat on the bed to match his gaze, proudly thrusting out her high breasts, as if to say: Come on, look how beautiful she is!

Zhang Bing couldn't resist any longer. He lowered his head and kissed the girl's full, warm red lips, his hands boldly caressing her high breasts. Ma Pei had longed for her beloved's affection, so she didn't try to stop him. Instead, she wrapped her arms tightly around the man's neck.

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The two had already shared a kiss before, so their passion was ignited immediately. Their lips met, but Ma Pei, lacking experience, didn't know what to do. Zhang Bing used his tongue to pry open her teeth and gently slipped inside. After countless collisions, he entwined his tongue with her soft, moist tongue, slowly sucking and swallowing it, constantly swirling his tongue around in her mouth, stimulating her sensitive spots, and guiding this inexperienced girl to savor the pleasure of kissing again.

"Ah—Brother Bing, no, it's cold!" Zhang Bing's hands weren't satisfied with just harassing her through her clothes; they slipped under her sweater. The weather was cold, and the chill from Zhang Bing's hands, combined with the cool breeze that followed, made the girl shiver.

Zhang Bing smiled silently and kissed her red lips again. "Who can resist when Xiao Pei's breasts are so perfect!"

"They belong to you, brother, feel free to touch them!" The sweet words and passionate kisses had already made the girl dizzy with desire. Ma Pei, who had long wanted to give herself to her beloved, responded even more frantically, actively unhooking her bra to make it easier for her sweetheart's hands to caress her.

Zhang Bing knew that in this situation, he couldn't afford to be truly intimate with the beauty beside him. After their first time, many discerning people would immediately see through it. Even if the County Magistrate and his wife downstairs didn't say anything, the Ma family would definitely have many guests during the Spring Festival, and Ma Pei, as their only daughter, couldn't stay downstairs to keep them company; otherwise, they would be exposed.

But Zhang Bing was already quite satisfied. Since that night he slept with Zhao Na and Yuan Zixuan, the restlessness in his heart had vanished without a trace. His sexual ability was even stronger, and his control over his desires seemed better, which was why he had been able to be gentle with Ling Shan and not demand too much that morning. Now, holding the half-naked beauty in his arms, resting with his eyes closed, his hands still able to caress her full breasts, fully feeling the woman's exquisite curves and amazing elasticity, he was already very satisfied.

Zhang Bing lay there, gradually feeling the effects of the alcohol, and slowly fell asleep. However, his hands still lingered on the girl's full breasts. Ma Pei had been tenderly watching her beloved man, feeling the tingling sensation of her breasts being played with by him, her heart filled with sweetness. Seeing that Zhang Bing seemed to be asleep, she gently pulled the blanket over him from the side, then snuggled into his arms like a little bird, looking at him with contentment.

Zhang Bing was startled awake by his phone alarm, a habit he always had before bed to prevent oversleeping.

Looking at the petite girl nestled in his arms, Zhang Bing couldn't resist giving her a quick squeeze of her chest. "Xiao Pei, I'm leaving!"

Ma Pei leaned in and kissed him, releasing him only when she felt she had calmed down. She looked at him wistfully, "Brother Bing, Xiao Pei will miss you every day!"

"Silly girl, it's not like we won't see each other for days. You can come to my house to play in a few days!" Zhang Bing affectionately pinched his nose. "By the way, remember to help Zhang Hong with the company's affairs, okay? I'm counting on you!"

"No problem, I promise to make sure Sister Xiao Hong gets everything done smoothly!" Any woman would be proud to help her beloved, especially Ma Pei, who was the least capable among the other women around Zhang Bing. Therefore, she valued this opportunity highly. Before the Lunar New Year, she had stayed with Zhang Hong until New Year's Eve, turning down many friend gatherings in the process.

When the two came downstairs, Ma Youcai was still drunk and hadn't sobered up. Only Ma Pei's mother was watching TV on the sofa. Seeing the woman leaning affectionately on Zhang Bing's shoulder as they came down, she smiled kindly.

Leaving Ma Pei's house, the already cold weather became even colder, with a howling north wind and what seemed like the start of light snow. Zhang Bing shivered and quickly ran to the car, turning on the air conditioning to feel a little better. However, she couldn't help but sigh. Everyone says officials have a glamorous life, but while ordinary people gather around the fire for the New Year, countless officials of different ranks and positions are toiling in this snowstorm for their positions, for their interests, and for other reasons. As Ling Shan put it, they even have to wait in line outside their superiors' homes—it's a ridiculous tragedy.

Was she going to become one of them? Zhang Bing shook her head with a bitter smile, glanced at the pile of gifts in the trunk, and reluctantly started the car.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the car moved slower and slower. Upon arriving in the provincial capital, Zhang Bing followed the young man sent by Ling Shan to visit various leaders. He generally stayed for a few minutes at a time, as Ling Shan had jokingly pointed out who were the people queuing downstairs to offer gifts—some standing in the snow, stamping their feet, others huddled in their cars, intently watching the leaders' entrances. Besides queuing, they also had to be careful not to disturb those who didn't need to queue for New Year's greetings; it was incredibly arduous for them. Zhang Bing felt that every minute he stayed longer meant more suffering for them. Although he no longer possessed the naive compassion of his youth, appropriate sympathy was necessary when circumstances allowed; otherwise, it would be inhuman, and life would lose its joy.

However, at the home of Party Secretary Guan, Zhang Bing stayed a little longer. It wasn't because of a good relationship with Secretary Guan, but because Secretary Guan suddenly asked a question as Zhang Bing was about to leave, forcing him to sit down and explain.

"I heard you went to Beijing before the New Year to escort Jiang Yan home? Did you see Vice Premier Jiang?" Guan Yihang's tone was indifferent, but Zhang Bing could detect a hint of urgency in his eyes.

So Zhang Bing had no choice but to report on his trips to Shanxi and Beijing before the New Year. Leaders are interested in their subordinates' whereabouts, and regardless of their motives, subordinates are obligated to report—especially since the other party knows their whereabouts and can easily find out about these matters. Zhang Bing had no reason to hide anything, so he told them everything, excluding his entanglements with several women and his trip to the Yonghe Temple, which were his personal secrets.

"Very good, Xiao Bing, you've received personal talks from both Grandpa Jiang and Vice Premier Jiang. It seems you're highly regarded by the leaders. Keep up the good work, you have a bright future!" Secretary Guan walked over and patted Zhang Bing on the shoulder with satisfaction. "By the way, I troubled your parents for so long last time. Take those tonics back with you; it's a small token of my appreciation. I wish them good health and a happy New Year!"

Guan Zhigao, who had seen Zhang Bing downstairs, returned and asked his father, who was deep in thought, with a puzzled look, "Dad, why are you being so polite to Zhang Bing? Giving gifts to a subordinate, especially a village official who's so far behind, will make us a laughingstock!"

“You’re still too naive! Someone who can live in the Jiang family villa is just a small village official?” Guan Yihang gestured for his son to sit down beside him. “Zhigao, we need to change our strategy. On one hand, we need to win over Zhang Bing and make sure we don’t offend him; on the other hand, you need to speed up your pursuit of Jiang Yan. But if you feel there’s absolutely no chance, you must give up decisively and not make Jiang Yan have a bad impression of you. Then, fully support Jiang Yan and Zhang Bing’s relationship, understand?” “

What? Dad, are you sure you’re not mistaken? Support Jiang Yan and Zhang Bing’s relationship? A small village official wants to pursue the future prime minister’s daughter?” Guan Zhigao was so surprised he almost jumped up.

"Hehe, don't make a fuss, nothing is impossible!" Guan Yihang patted his son's hand. "I used to think it was impossible too, but now that I think about it, the Jiang family's power is already at the top of the world. It's no different for their daughter to marry the son of a provincial party secretary than to marry a young farmer. Anyway, they can raise her, as long as they have the ability!"

When Zhang Bing, covered in snow, knocked on Li Huan's door, Fei Fei was the first to rush over and then jumped into her brother and father's arms, startling Zhang Bing so much that she almost dropped the gift in her hand.

"Brother, Dad, Feifei missed you so much!" Feifei sweetly rubbed Zhang Bing's ears, which were red from the cold, and brushed the snowflakes off his clothes.

"Little girl, you're so inconsiderate. Your brother and dad are frozen stiff. Why are you making him stand at the door? If he gets sick, no one will be there to build a snowman with you!" The old lady, feeling sorry for her godson, quickly took the gift from Zhang Bing's hands. Li Huan and Grandpa Li stood by the screen, watching this heartwarming scene with smiles on their faces.

"Oh, right, brother and dad, hurry inside and warm up by the fire!" Little Fei Fei jumped down, grabbed Zhang Bing's hand, and rushed inside. "Once we're warm enough, Mom and I will go outside and build a snowman. Fei Fei wants to build a big house so that I, brother, dad, mom, grandpa, and grandma can live together!"

Zhang Bing had already greeted Grandpa and Li Huan, and everyone was in the living room. Hearing Fei Fei's words, everyone laughed. Zhang Bing affectionately kissed her soft little face. "So, how big of a house is Fei Fei planning to build? There are five of us in our family!

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Feifei tilted her head and thought for a moment before her big eyes sparkled as she earnestly waved her little hands, gesturing, "It has to be really big, bigger than this house! It has bedrooms for Mom and Dad, a study for Dad, bedrooms for Grandpa and Grandma, a study for Grandpa, three guest rooms for Ai'er and the others to stay in, a bedroom and a playroom for Feifei, and oh yes, a room for my little brother! I also want Mom to have a little brother to play with!"

Unbeknownst to Zhang Bing, this childish conversation between the two brought tears to the eyes of the two elderly people behind them and Li Huan. Li Huan was heartbroken that she couldn't give her child a complete family, leaving a lasting regret in her heart; the Li couple not only regretted the unfortunate fate of Li Huan and her daughter, but also deeply missed their son who died young.

Grandpa Li had known about his daughter's relationship with Zhang Bing for a long time, although his daughter denied it. The elderly couple adored Zhang Bing, who resembled their son, whether as a son-in-law or godson, especially since his potential was growing.

There's an old saying in Changxiang about New Year's greetings: "Son on the first day, son on the second, neighbor on the third and fourth." The elderly couple, grieving the loss of their son, were overjoyed and delighted that Zhang Bing could come for dinner and spend the New Year with them on the first day. From the moment they heard the news last night until now, the old lady had been busy all day. It could be said that not only Feifei, but the whole family had been waiting for Zhang Bing's arrival. Now, hearing Zhang Bing subconsciously acknowledge her as a member of the family,

and hearing his granddaughter's hopes for a happy future, how could the old lady not be moved and gratified? Zhang Bing, however, was somewhat embarrassed because he felt ashamed of Feifei's words about wanting her mother to have another baby brother. He hadn't revealed his relationship with Li Huan to the elderly couple, nor had he discussed this matter with Li Huan. However, having another child with Li Huan was his heartfelt wish, a secret he kept hidden, which the child had unexpectedly revealed—to find out the little girl's thoughts and better persuade Li Huan, he had secretly asked Feifei this question, but the little girl had remembered it all!

"Okay, then we'll go build a snowman later. Let's warm up by the fire first!" Afraid that the old man would ask more questions about this, Zhang Bing quickly agreed to the little girl to prevent her from revealing more about her affair with Li Huan. "Then Feifei, tell your brother and father, were you a good girl last night? Did you have fun?"

"My little Feifei is naughty!" The little girl pouted and looked at Zhang Bing with a wronged expression. "Other children have their parents with them for the New Year, but yesterday my brother's father wasn't here. Feifei and Mommy were unhappy, and I even saw Mommy cry!"

Li Huan panicked when she heard this. These words would only make things worse for her parents. She had seen them cry just now, and she quickly pretended to spank Feifei. "What nonsense are you talking about, little girl? Come and warm yourself by the fire, or Mommy won't play with you later!"

Of course, the little girl wouldn't obediently let her mother spank her. She dodged around Zhang Bing, and so, a heartwarming scene unfolded again. The mother and daughter laughed and joked around Zhang Bing, circling and playing. Zhang Bing would help Feifei up one moment and block Li Huan's laughter the next. The three of them were having a blast.

"Old man, it's so nice that the house is always so lively!" The old lady looked at the happy family with loving eyes, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

"Don't worry, that day will come! If it really comes down to it, I'll retire and move in with Huan'er. Wouldn't that be more lively?" The old man chuckled, looking at the three of them. "Besides, I'm really looking forward to having another grandson, haha!"

The two elderly people, of course, heard Fei Fei's words. They

exchanged a glance and couldn't help but smile at each other. After a while, feeling more comfortable, seeing Fei Fei's impatient expression, Zhang Bing stood up, picked her up, and headed out.

"Wait, change into some warmer clothes before going out!" Li Huan called out to the two impatient people, leading them to her room.

She added a down jacket and scarf for Fei Fei and changed her into a pair of waterproof leather shoes, all obviously new. The little girl thought her new clothes looked great and hurriedly ran out to show them off to her grandparents.

"These are a sweater and scarf I bought for you, perfect for building a snowman." Li Huan gestured for Zhang Bing to take off his suit jacket and put it on. "Wearing a suit to build a snowman isn't convenient, and you'll easily catch a cold!"

"Is this considered a new outfit I bought for you for the New Year?" Zhang Bing looked at Li Huan with a grin, taking her hand. "And a New Year's gift?"

"Do you think you're still a child?" Li Huan rolled her eyes at him, but still took out a men's wallet from the closet. "Your wallet is a bit old, use this."

"Thank you, Huan-jie! I knew my Huan-jie was the best!" Zhang Bing kissed the shy Li Huan, then took out a small box from his pocket. "This is a New Year's gift I specially prepared for Huan-jie, open it and see!"

Li Huan didn't expect Zhang Bing to prepare a gift for her. She opened it with great surprise and found a platinum necklace with a heart-shaped ruby pendant that shone with an alluring light.

"This isn't very expensive, but it represents my love for Huan-jie!" Zhang Bing looked at his beloved woman with deep affection, then playfully whispered in her ear, "Honeymoon, do you like it?"

A jolt of electricity shot through Li Huan's body, almost causing her to faint in the man's arms. The term "honeymoon" might sound rustic, but it represents the happy expectation of countless women! But could this happiness truly belong to her?

“But—”

Li Huan was about to speak when Zhang Bing touched her lips with his finger and shook his head. “Happiness belongs to us. This is my wish, Fei Fei’s wish, Uncle Li and Aunt Li’s wish. Isn’t it your wish too?”

“Come, let me put it on my beloved Huan-jie!” Zhang Bing picked up the necklace to put it on the shy and excited Li Huan, but then noticed that Li Huan was wearing a turtleneck sweater. “Take off your sweater. I want to see how beautiful my Huan-jie looks with the necklace on!”

Li Huan was extremely conflicted. Happiness came too suddenly, and she knew it wasn’t real—she knew this was Zhang Bing’s true feeling, but for his benefit and future, could she agree to it?

Looking at the somewhat dizzy and dazed Li Huan, Zhang Bing was filled with pride. When he was choosing gifts for several women, he subconsciously chose a necklace for Li Huan, while the other women chose bracelets and beads. After realizing his subconscious choice, he carefully prepared this scene, and it truly gave Li Huan a huge surprise.

Zhang Bing gently removed Li Huan's sweater, only to be startled by what he saw—Li Huan was only wearing a bra underneath, the red bra barely concealing her large, full breasts, almost half of them exposed. Even though Zhang Bing had caressed them countless times, his eyes still lit up, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch them.

"You're going to get yourself killed!" Li Huan had been momentarily stunned when Zhang Bing removed her clothes. Now, feeling the familiar electric current running through her chest, she shuddered and snapped back to reality, instinctively covering her chest with her hands, glaring at Zhang Bing with her bright, amorous eyes. "This is Mom and Dad's house, how can you do this to me!"

"It's okay, I'm just touching my future wife. I'm sure my future in-laws will understand!" Zhang Bing grinned and hugged Li Huan tightly, her hands roaming freely over her ample breasts. "My wife is so beautiful, she's making my mouth water!"

"Nonsense, you're so unserious!" Li Huan firmly stopped her mischievous hands, giving him a flirtatious look. "If you don't put on the necklace, I'm going to get dressed and go out. Fei Fei is waiting for us!"

Zhang Bing took a deep breath, suppressing the desire that had been aroused within her, and with trembling hands, she put the necklace on Li Huan's neck. Then she took a step back and began to observe her.

A glint of silver shimmered on her slender neck, her pink bra accentuating her snow-white skin, making her even more alluring. Her proud breasts rose high, reaching for the clouds, and in the deep valley, a dazzling gem shone brightly against the white backdrop, making one irresistibly want to touch, to peer, to explore, to discover—

"Say it already, how is it? Isn't it beautiful?" Standing there almost naked, Li Huan couldn't withstand the onslaught of a man's gaze. Seeing Zhang Bing practically drooling, she felt happy but still shyly urged him on.

"Sister Huan, you're so beautiful!" Zhang Bing felt she couldn't describe the breathtaking beauty in words.

"Get lost, you smooth talker!" Being praised like this by the man she liked, Li Huan felt sweet inside. "I don't believe you, I'll see for myself!"

"How is it? Wife, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Li Huan was admiring her own charm in front of the mirror when Zhang Bing smiled and walked over, embracing her from behind.

"Hmm, the necklace is so beautiful, I love it so much, thank you! Xiao Bing!" Li Huan smiled sweetly at him.

"Why thank me when my husband buys me something!" Zhang Bing smiled wickedly, his hands caressing her proud breasts again. "If you want to thank me, then call me 'husband'!"

"You want to die!" Li Huan felt weak all over from his touch and quickly grabbed his devilish hands. "Shameless, who's your wife!"

"Don't want to admit it? That's fine too!" Zhang Bing still had that sly smile, forcefully turning her body around. "Then we can just do what a husband and wife should do to admit it!"

Without letting go, Zhang Bing domineeringly found her delicate lips and kissed her passionately again, his devilish hands once again ravaging her full breasts. ――――――

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Zhang Bing said he wanted to do what a husband and wife should do, but it was just sweet talk to tease Li Huan. Li Huan wouldn't allow him to do anything reckless, and he wouldn't lack self-control and do anything reckless at this time. After all, the elderly and children were waiting in the living room, and even if they went out late, it would probably arouse suspicion and make people laugh.

So, quickly, after letting the man indulge in his brotherly desires while nestled in Zhang Bing's arms, Li Huan resolutely got dressed and hurried Zhang Bing out.

Actually, the two hadn't stayed in the room for very long, so the two elders didn't suspect anything. However, little Fei Fei was getting impatient. Seeing Zhang Bing come out, she jumped into his arms, urging him to build a snowman, because it was getting late and they had to eat in half an hour.

"Hey, Mommy has a new necklace?" Just as they reached the door and were changing their shoes, the little girl suddenly exclaimed, "Brother, Daddy, did you give it to Mommy? It's so pretty!"

It turned out the little girl had been perched on Zhang Bing's shoulder, and Li Huan was following behind. While changing shoes, she had lowered her head, revealing the back of her neck, and the necklace's glitter was spotted by the sharp-eyed Fei Fei.

The little girl quickly jumped off Zhang Bing's shoulder and ran to her mother, pouting, "Mommy, Feifei wants to see the necklace, wants to see the pretty necklace!" Then, she proudly called out to the living room, "Grandpa and Grandma, come and see! Brother and Daddy gave Mommy a pretty necklace!"

Zhang Bing and Li Huan were dumbfounded. Their public relationship was always that of siblings, and they never dared to tell their parents about their affair. But how could a younger brother give his older sister a necklace as a gift? And it must have been given to her and put on in the room just now—everyone in the family knew that Li Huan had never worn a necklace since becoming a widow.

Fortunately, the old man and his wife knew that it would embarrass their daughter, so they ignored Feifei's calls and remained seated in the living room. But Feifei insisted that her mother see it for herself, so Li Huan had no choice but to take the necklace out of her clothes to satisfy her curiosity. But the act of bending down to take it out inadvertently revealed some of her cleavage, giving Zhang Bing, who was standing next to her with a wry smile, a good look.

"Ah, it's so beautiful!" Fei Fei's eyes lit up as she looked at the heart-shaped ruby, exclaiming repeatedly, "Brother, Daddy, did you give this to Mommy?"

Li Huan winked at Zhang Bing, trying to get him to keep it a secret, but Zhang Bing was eager to make their relationship public so she wouldn't have any more reservations. So,

he grinned and ignored Li Huan, "Of course it's from Daddy to Mommy! And Daddy also prepared a very pretty New Year's gift for Fei Fei!" Hearing Zhang Bing call himself "Daddy," Li Huan blushed deeply, glared at him, and glanced worriedly at the living room, wondering if her parents had heard. Her heart pounded, as if she were back in her first love.

Hearing that she had a gift too, the little girl ignored her mother and immediately jumped onto Zhang Bing, pleading, "Brother, Daddy, give it to Fei Fei! Fei Fei wants a necklace as pretty as Mommy's!"

Li Huan and Zhang Bing exchanged a wry smile. The little girl didn't understand the meaning of the necklace; she just thought it was pretty. Zhang Bing coaxed him, "Let's go build a snowman first, otherwise we won't have time later. Daddy will give it to my good Feifei after dinner, okay?"

This appeased the little guy, and he happily went out.

The provincial leaders' residences were, of course, all detached villas, each with mountains and water in front and behind, and spacious lawns. The snow had been falling all afternoon, and it was quite thick. The three of them discussed it and decided to shovel all the snow from the road into the lawn in front of their house to carry out Feifei's sculpture project, while also clearing the road for easier access.

Shoveling snow was obviously not something women and children could handle, so the heavy responsibility fell on Zhang Bing alone. Li Huan wanted to help him, but he was out of breath after only a few tries, and in the end, he and Feifei played a snowball fight nearby, having a great time.

When Zhang Bing shoveled a small pile of snow and let them start, Feifei stood there with the small shovel, looking troubled.

"Brother, Daddy, but I can't build a big house with lots of little rooms!" The little girl, wrapped in a scarf, still had a red face from the cold, and looked at Zhang Bing with innocent and adorable eyes. "The snow is too loose; the house will collapse as soon as I build it."

Zhang Bing and his wife exchanged a glance and burst into laughter. It rarely snows in the south. In Zhang Bing's memory, it had only snowed once in the four years since Fei Fei was born, and it wasn't much. So, although the little girl knew from cartoons and comic books that snow was fun, she probably had very little actual experience. Coupled with her innocent thinking, she made some assumptions.

"Little darling, let's not build a house, let's build a snowman, okay? Let's make Daddy, Mommy, Fei Fei, Grandpa, and Grandma into a snowman. We'll be a happy family!" Zhang Bing ran to the little girl's side, brushed the snowflakes off her scarf, and kissed her little face to warm her up.

"Okay, let's build Brother and Daddy first, then Fei Fei, then Mommy, Grandpa, and Grandma, our whole family. Oh, and little brother too, stand next to me!" Fei Fei naturally raised her hand in agreement and immediately got to work.

"Who said we're family? Shameless, shameless!" Seeing Feifei so obedient, Zhang Bing smiled smugly at Li Huan. Li Huan muttered under her breath while reaching out to cool his face with her hand. There was no one around, and Feifei was busy building a snowman and couldn't see him, which is why she was so bold as to be affectionate with him.

Zhang Bing felt her hand was very cold, but he didn't flinch. Instead, he playfully licked it with his tongue, first biting her fingers, then her palm. Seeing Li Huan blushing and leaning against him without pulling away, he continued licking. Her tender white fingers were like scallions, and he couldn't resist putting one finger entirely into his mouth and swirling it around with his tongue.

Li Huan sensed Zhang Bing's deep affection, chuckling as he playfully teased her. As she ate, a strange sensation on his fingers sent a shiver down her spine. She gave him a flirtatious glance, only to find Zhang Bing's hand had already quietly slid to her face, caressing her lips, her eyes, her brows. His fingers grew increasingly nimble and warm, sliding down her slender back, over her waist, and finally resting on her firm, round buttocks—

their eyes remained locked in a passionate embrace, their faces drawing ever closer, their mouths overflowing with desire, their breaths growing heavier— Finally, they leaned together, their lips meeting in a deep, loving gaze, their arms tightening in a joyful embrace—

time seemed to stand still, snowflakes danced, flowers bloomed in vibrant colors, crowds cheered, beautiful angels blessed them overhead, and church bells rang in the distance—

afterwards, Li Huan said that at that moment, she felt as if she had entered a grand church, her man smiling as he held her hand, she wearing a pure white wedding dress, and they walking down the red carpet; Li Huan said that with that moment, she would die without regret!

Afterwards, Zhang Bing said that at that moment, he saw a paradise of happiness, their loving life, a perfect match, the envy of all, and a source of joy for their parents; Zhang Bing said that at that moment, he understood even more clearly how important she was to him, and he would never let go!

Later, Fei Fei said that she would forever cherish that moment in her memory because—it was happiness!

At that moment, they witnessed history and were recorded in history!

However, that moment was also so fleeting, because the white light that recorded history startled them apart!

A flash of white light!

"Hehe, Mommy and Daddy kissed! How wonderful!" Fei Fei's joyful voice, accompanied by the white light, startled them awake. Fei Fei, holding a camera, had captured the tender moment in history.

"You brat, what nonsense are you talking about? Give me the camera!" Li Huan, both embarrassed and anxious, tried to snatch the camera from her daughter's hand—the one she had brought out to take pictures of the snowy scenery; but Fei Fei refused to give it up and ran to Zhang Bing's side to play hide-and-seek with her mother.

Li Huan sighed helplessly, but then she saw Zhang Bing grinning carefree, and couldn't help but pinch his waist hard. "What are you so smug about? You're so embarrassing!"

"What's there to be embarrassed about? It's normal for husband and wife to kiss!" Zhang Bing took the opportunity to hug her and kiss her again, then turned to Fei Fei, who was watching them happily, and said, "Fei Fei, do you like Daddy kissing Mommy?"

"Yes!" Fei Fei cheered, squeezing into their arms and kissing them both. "But Daddy, you can't bully Mommy! I heard from the other kids at kindergarten that after their parents kiss, Daddy often takes Mommy naked and puts her on the bed, bullying her until she screams and begs for mercy but he won't let go! Daddy, you can't bully Mommy, you have to love Mommy and Fei Fei!"

Ugh! What kind of bullying is that? They don't know how happy their mother is! The two adults knew what was going on, of course. Zhang Bing looked at Li Huan with a sly smile. Li Huan, whose face was already flushed red, glared at him and couldn't help but pinch his waist again.

"Oh dear—Feifei, look! Daddy hasn't even bullied Mommy in bed yet, and Mommy's already bullying Daddy on the snow! What should we do?" Zhang Bing exclaimed, grinning shamelessly at Li Huan, grimacing and hissing as she complained to Feifei, making Li Huan even more embarrassed, lowering his head to avoid looking at his daughter.

"Mommy wouldn't bully Daddy! Mommy loves Daddy very much, and I call his name in my dreams every day!" Feifei said earnestly, then noticed Li Huan's neck and face were red and asked curiously, "Mommy, is your cold and fever very bad? Why are your face and neck so red? Should Feifei and Daddy go to the hospital with you now?" The little girl had

only ever had a fever once before, and had spent three days in the hospital on IV drips, so she remembered it vividly.

Chapter 138: A Special Skill

On New Year's Day, Feifei didn't fulfill her wish to build a snowman because time was limited, and because she was too happy—the happy family then started a snowball fight in the snow! Because Feifei wouldn't allow her parents to fight in bed, and Li Huan was secretly bullying Zhang Bing in the snow, Zhang Bing had no choice but to fight back in the snow. Feifei, feeling she couldn't help either side because she was her parents' little darling, ended up fighting both.

Thus, a happy and heartwarming snowball fight erupted.

"Brother, Dad, will you come and build a snowman with me again tomorrow morning? Feifei wants to build not only one of our family, but also one that looks like Mom and Dad kissing!" The old lady came out to call everyone for dinner, so they had to end the fight. Most importantly, they were worried the little girl would catch a cold; she was so happy she even threw off her hat and scarf.

Zhang Bing ignored Fei Fei's words and looked at Li Huan, leaning close to her ear mysteriously, "How about I stay here tonight and continue to pay New Year's respects to my parents-in-law tomorrow morning?"

"You jerk! Get lost!" Li Huan glared at him fiercely, almost stomping on his foot, but then hesitated, thinking it would hurt in the dead of winter. "Whatever you want! But I think you'll be accompanying Ling Shan to visit her godfather later, and Ai'er is still at your house. Can you really bear to let Ling Shan go home alone late at night?"

"——————" Zhang Bing stammered, speechless, but finally added, "But I really want you and Fei Fei to be happy, I want to be with you! I promised Fei Fei I'd tell him a story tonight!"

"Go back!" Li Huan glanced at him, took his hand, and sighed, "They all see me as their eldest sister, I have to give each of my sisters a fair chance—as long as—as long as your heart is good to me!"

Zhang Bing was speechless, and could only tighten his grip on Li Huan's delicate hand. Yes, he couldn't bear to part with any of the women. If he were to just enjoy himself with Li Huan alone, what about the others? Especially since the Jiang family, far away in Beijing, was involved!

This was a problem Zhang Bing had been avoiding, because facing it head-on felt like an intractable dead end. That night, Vice Premier Jiang's words still echoed in his ears. Although he pretended not to understand, he understood the Jiang family's meaning: as long as he worked hard, perhaps Jiang Yan could be his too, but the other women had to be severed ties!

This was precisely what he couldn't do. He had too deep and strong feelings for each woman. He loved Jiang Yan, but that didn't mean he didn't love the other women! In fact, all things considered, he felt that his feelings for Li Huan surpassed those for any other woman!

"Brother, Daddy, say something! Can you play with me again tomorrow?" Fei Fei, seeing that Zhang Bing was ignoring her, became a little coquettish, swaying back and forth in his arms.

“Okay, I’ll come back tomorrow to play snowball with Feifei! But I have to go back tonight. Daddy won’t be here, so Feifei, listen to Mommy and be good!” Without realizing it, because of Feifei and Ai’er’s strange way of addressing him, Zhang Bing simply started calling himself “Dad” to save trouble. No one objected; it seemed perfectly normal, and it didn’t even attract any attention.

“I’ll go back with Lingshan tonight, and come back tomorrow morning to wish Uncle and Aunt a Happy New Year, okay?” Zhang Bing asked Li Huan in a low voice. Li Huan kept his head down and didn’t speak, finally only nodding almost imperceptibly.

Since Li Huan hadn't brought Fei Fei home for four years, and with the addition of Zhang Bing, who was both their godson and son-in-law, today for the Lunar New Year, Mr. and Mrs. Li were overjoyed. The dinner they had been preparing since yesterday was exceptionally lavish, reportedly all cooked by the old lady herself. Li Huan, worried that the elderly couple would get tired, refused to hire a chef to help, insisting on doing it himself, saying that it made him happy. However, there was one dish that the old lady hadn't made, because Mr. Li, in high spirits, also cooked a dish he considered his specialty under his wife's supervision, venturing into the kitchen for the first time in 20 years.

"Come, try my specialty! This was my specialty 20 years ago!" The old man was in high spirits, setting out some of his dishes for everyone as soon as he sat down at the table, boasting like a child. Even more remarkably, the old woman had relaxed her control over him today, allowing him to drink to his heart's content! So, Zhang Bing felt as if the vice-governor in front of him had vanished, replaced by a simple and kind family member. He ate leisurely and happily, feeling truly part of the family.

The meal lasted an hour, the rule of "no talking while eating" completely forgotten. They ate intermittently, and the old woman even reheated the food twice, worried it would get cold and upset the children's stomachs. Afterwards, the old woman said it was the most the old man had ever talked at home; the old man immediately reciprocated, saying it was the most she had eaten in ten years. The elderly couple smiled at each other, while Zhang Bing and Li Huan were almost moved to tears: you only know what you've got when you lose it; clearly, the old man cherished the family affection he had now even more!

At 6:30, Ling Shan arrived on time with gifts. After exchanging pleasantries, she left with Zhang Bing.

"Xiao Bing, pay your respects to Old Master Chang!" Before leaving, the old man patted Zhang Bing's shoulder heavily.

Zhang Bing was startled. He now understood some of the rules of officialdom. Someone so highly regarded by the old man must be a figure of great influence. Judging from the old man's cautious attitude, the person's position might even be more important than the old man's! But who could it be? He had basically met and contacted all the provincial leaders, and there was no one with the surname Chang!

"Sister Shan, now you should tell me your godfather's name and position, right? At least let me be prepared!" Undeterred, Zhang Bing pestered Ling Shan again for more information.

“I told you, you’ll know when we get there!” Ling Shan looked at him playfully, took his hand, and said, “Come on, my godfather told me beforehand not to tell you, hehe.”

Zhang Bing was surprised to find that Ling Shan was actually leading him on foot, and deeper into the villa. “Your godfather lives here too?”

Ling Shan didn’t answer, just laughed and chuckled as she held his hand. There was no one else on the road at night, so Ling Shan was being bold, cherishing this rare time alone with him.

After walking about 500 meters, Zhang Bing saw Ling Shan’s black Mercedes and knew they had arrived.

A middle-aged woman opened the door; she was very beautiful and elegant. Seeing Zhang Bing behind Ling Shan, she smiled and said, “This is the Zhang Bing you were talking about?”

“Yes, godmother, this is Zhang Bing. Of course, he saved my and my son’s lives!” Ling Shan quickly introduced him, then skillfully took out slippers for Zhang Bing to change into. It was clear that she was very familiar with the place and quite at ease.

Zhang Bing quickly handed over the gift, "Zhang Bing has come to wish Auntie a Happy New Year! May you stay young forever!"

"The little guy has a sweet tongue!" The middle-aged woman smiled as she took the gift. "Come in quickly, the old man is waiting for you!"

Zhang Bing's first impression upon entering was that he had entered another military home—the rigid and simple style of military families was ingrained in their blood, a common trait among all soldiers. Having spent two days at the Jiang family's home, he was very familiar with this style, but compared to the Jiang family's, this family's style seemed even more pronounced. Perhaps the Jiang family's military aura was deliberately toned down because of Vice Premier Jiang.

In the living room, an old man was sitting there fiddling with some small cups. An antique tea set occupied most of the coffee table, clearly very old and precious; the old man had clear features and a vigorous physique, clearly a veteran soldier.

"Godfather, I've brought Zhang Bing to wish you a Happy New Year," Ling Shan said respectfully to the old man, while gesturing for Zhang Bing to sit down.

"Greetings, Grandpa Chang! Zhang Bing wishes you a Happy New Year! May you be as vigorous as a dragon and horse, and once again display the prowess of your military review on the battlefield!" Zhang Bing was taking a risk, but he knew soldiers were difficult to get along with; once he found someone he liked, things would be much easier.

The old man looked up in surprise, then gestured to the sofa next to Ling Shan, indicating for Zhang Bing to sit down. Just then, the kettle beside them

boiled. "Young man, I've heard you're quite skilled at brewing tea. Would you like to try?" The old man pointed to the kettle.

"I'd be honored, Zhang Bing will make a fool of myself!" Since Zhang Bing had already bet on the old man's straightforward and decisive military-like personality, he would naturally follow his guess.

Since his first trip to Huasheng Group, Zhang Bing had specifically intensified his research on Gongfu tea. He had even bought a relatively high-end tea set for his home and practiced frequently. Last time, when Secretary Zhang and others visited his home, they were full of praise for his skills, especially for the well water he used for brewing tea, and each of them took a large bucket home.

His skillful techniques, adept methods, and disciplined procedures were all impeccable. Zhang Bing had learned a few fancy moves, but considering that soldiers probably preferred simplicity and routine, he didn't show them off.

"Hmm, not bad!" the old man praised, taking a sip of tea. "The technique is good, and the taste is even better."

"How did you know I was a soldier? I listened to Shanshan today and didn't wear my uniform for the New Year." The old man smiled lovingly at Ling Shan, then turned to Zhang Bing, his eyes sharp.

"Sharp angles, a sense of rigidity—that's the layout style of all military families!" Zhang Bing thought for a moment, then added, "When I visited General Jiang last time, his house gave me the same feeling as yours."

Chapter 139 Reunion with Chang Yujie

"General Jiang? Which General Jiang?" The old man frowned, thinking for a moment. "General Jiang Hufei? Jiang Yan's grandfather?"

Seeing the old man's question, Zhang Bing looked at Ling Shan. Ling Shan shook her head, indicating she hadn't told her godfather about Zhang Bing's visit to the Jiang family in Beijing. Zhang Bing was relieved. He had only mentioned it as a test; he didn't want the woman beside him to casually reveal his secret. As for Jiang Yan's identity, given the old man's level, it would be easy for him to know who this protagonist, who had once caused such a sensation in Changxiang, was.

"Yes." Zhang Bing nodded emphatically, "Grandpa Jiang once told me that a traditional soldier's military bearing can be seen in every aspect of his character. Such a person is a pure and praiseworthy soldier in a commercialized society!"

"Hehe, even Grandpa Jiang said that?" The old man finally looked at Zhang Bing with surprise and delight, scrutinizing him thoroughly. "To receive an audience and instruction from Grandpa Jiang, it seems you have real talent! Not bad!"

At this moment, Ling Shan chimed in, "Little San, my godfather is Grandpa Jiang's old subordinate, hehe." Then she said to the old man, "Godfather, my beloved son also went to Beijing this time, and I heard that Grandpa Jiang likes him very much!"

"Really?" The old man was overjoyed, almost jumping for joy. "It's been so long since I greeted the old commander. I never expected he would even see my precious granddaughter! Great!"

The old man stood up and excitedly circled around a few times, then waved his hand. "I'll go wish the old commander a Happy New Year right now! Hehe, the old man has been living in seclusion for years, and we old subordinates haven't been allowed to contact him."

It seemed the old man was the decisive type. He picked up the phone and dialed a number in front of everyone. Zhang Bing recognized it; it was Secretary Zhang's cell phone. He also had it saved on his own phone. Moreover, he also had Jiang Yan's home phone number, which was top secret. Ordinary people wouldn't know it; it required a password to call. Jiang Yongnian had personally told him about it.

"Old Commander, it's me, Chang Yushan! Hehe, wishing you a Happy New Year! --- Not at all, how could we dare disobey your orders? It's been a few years since I've bothered you, hehe? I only found out today that my granddaughter went to visit you before the New Year, and I heard she caused you quite a bit of trouble. --- Yes, yes, that little girl named Ai'er. Adorable? Hehe, thank you for the compliment, Commander, that girl is indeed very adorable! Yes, Zhang Bing is with me. Oh, no, I only met him today. He's my goddaughter and Ai'er's savior! --- Really? This kid is quite something? Haha, it's rare to receive such praise from you. Back then, we only got scolded, never praised. --- What, you want this kid to participate in special forces training? Hmm, okay, Yushan will definitely do it, I guarantee I'll train him to look like a pro, hehe! Okay, take care of yourself, I'll definitely visit you when I go to Beijing!"

Zhang Bing was terrified. Grandpa Jiang praising him was a good thing, but it seemed he'd also mentioned some kind of training? Could it be that he was being sent to the army? Apparently, soldiers especially liked to recruit their favorite young people for training, to improve their ideological education and physical fitness. Grandpa Jiang had even wanted to send Jiang Yan to the army years ago, but Jiang Yan was a girl, and there was no future for her in the army. Besides, Jiang Yan herself stubbornly refused to go, so it was ultimately abandoned.

Old Chang hung up the phone and laughed heartily.

"Kid, did you hear that?" After laughing, Old Chang became serious. "Old Jiang values you highly and asked me to arrange special military training for you at an appropriate time this year. He has high expectations for you."

His suspicions confirmed, Zhang Bing almost jumped up. "But—Old Chang, my ambition is in the civil service, not the military, so—"

But Old Chang immediately interrupted Zhang Bing angrily. "Young man, health is the foundation of everything. Abundant energy and good physical condition are the basis of any job, understand? Old Jiang values you, that's why he's thinking about your future. Others can't even enjoy that!"

Zhang Bing smiled bitterly, speechless. This didn't fit his plans, so he needed to consider it carefully.

"Sister Shan, has your savior arrived yet? I really want to admire my hero!" A female voice came from upstairs, and a moment later, a girl skipped down the stairs. Perhaps she had just finished showering, as she was drying her long, flowing hair with a towel. "Dad, what's making you so happy? I can hear you laughing upstairs!"

The girl had a round forehead, delicately arched eyebrows, long eyelashes, smooth cheeks, and full, fragrant lips. Her upper lip was beautifully curved, forming a short bow, with a small bead forming at the tip. Her lower lip was round and plump, like a cherry still glistening with dew. Even when she wasn't speaking, her lips were tightly closed, yet there was a small indentation in the middle.

Now, she slightly furrowed her brow, her mouth parted, and her neat, white front teeth gently bit her lower lip, like seashells embedded in the bright red flesh. Because she was drying her hair with her head tilted to the side, her magnificent and firm breasts, soft and delicate waist, and long, slender legs were even more prominent—she had a truly devilish figure. "

So beautiful!" Zhang Bing exclaimed. However, he was even more embarrassed because he recognized the girl as someone he knew—Chang Yujie, who had once scolded him in the provincial party committee office building!

At this point, Zhang Bing finally understood the strange attitude of the others in the provincial party committee office—how could those junior secretaries dare to offend the daughter of such a high-ranking official? Even Secretary Zheng, with the provincial party secretary's backing, probably wouldn't dare offend this young lady, would he?

Zhang Bing also finally understood Secretary Guan's joke: being scolded is a blessing—if he could truly get to know and befriend Miss Chang through her apology, it would indeed be a shortcut to officialdom for an ordinary citizen.

"Hehe, Yujie, let me introduce you. This is the hero you're going to meet, Zhang Bing!" At this moment, Ling Shan stood up, took the girl's hand, and came to Zhang Bing's side to introduce him.

"Hello, I'm Chang Yujie, it's a pleasure to meet you! Ah—" The girl quickly draped a towel over her shoulder, smiled, and extended her small hand to Zhang Bing, but then suddenly pointed at him in surprise, "I—I know you—it's you!"

Zhang Bing, who had already stood up, was extremely embarrassed. He touched his nose and smiled wryly as he extended his hand, "Yes, it's me. It's a pleasure to see Secretary Chang again."

Upon confirmation, the girl's face turned bright red, her previous generous behavior turning into embarrassment. However, she still extended her hand to shake Zhang Bing's, "About last time—I'm sorry, I—I didn't mean to."

Her small hand was so soft and gentle, Zhang Bing's first impression of her, a stark contrast to his initial impression of the girl. Seeing her embarrassed apology, Zhang Bing felt relieved. His embarrassment earlier stemmed from a previous unpleasant encounter with the girl, and he feared she might use her position as the host to make things difficult for him. Now it seemed Zhang Bing was completely wrong. This girl, who had seemed so fierce and domineering last time, was actually gentle and lovely at home. Perhaps this was her true nature, and the previous behavior was merely her professional facade.

"It's alright, we've become friends through a little misunderstanding, hehe!" Zhang Bing laughed, unaware that she had been holding the girl's hand for a while because it felt so good. The girl blushed and pulled her hand away forcefully, giving Zhang Bing a sidelong glance.

"Huh? You two know each other?" Ling Shan, standing nearby, was puzzled, her face full of surprise. She had witnessed their conversation and expressions, and it seemed there had been a misunderstanding between them.

Neither of them knew how to explain. Zhang Bing couldn't step in to explain, since it was Chang Yujie's fault; and Chang Yujie, being proud by nature, didn't want to be laughed at by her family in front of outsiders, especially since she knew her father, that old-fashioned man, best. If he knew what had happened, he would definitely force her to apologize to Zhang Bing, since she couldn't give a straight answer.

"Little girl, tell the truth, or you'll face the punishment!" Ling Shan whispered in the girl's ear, smiling as she saw her shyness.

"Ah—no!" The girl already felt Ling Shan's hand under her armpit, tickling her. The two sisters were very close and knew each other was ticklish, so they often played around like this. Seeing her older sister make the first move, the lively girl didn't care that Zhang Bing, an outsider, was still there, and quickly retaliated by tickling Ling Shan. The two girls immediately started laughing and joking around.

The two girls' uninhibited playful antics were a feast for Zhang Bing's eyes. Both girls were stunningly beautiful with full breasts, slender waists, and shapely hips. Their wrestling naturally caused their breasts to sway and their hips to twist. Especially since they were right in front of Zhang Bing, he could observe some of the subtle details, making it quite erotic.

Just as Zhang Bing was about to observe them properly, he suddenly felt Old Chang's gaze fall on him, as if he was observing his actions. Zhang Bing's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly sat up straight, keeping his eyes straight ahead, and picked up a newspaper next to the sofa to read.

Old Chang was indeed observing Zhang Bing closely. He was quite surprised by Old Jiang's special treatment of Zhang Bing. He knew his old leader's personality very well. If Old Jiang was taking care of Zhang Bing because of Jiang Yan, he wouldn't believe it. First, because Old Jiang had always been upright and selfless, and wouldn't use personal relationships; second, he simply didn't believe Jiang Yan and Zhang Bing had such a deep relationship—it was impossible for the Jiang family's daughter to marry a country boy. He intuitively believed that Zhang Bing must have abilities that Old Jiang particularly valued, which was why he was cultivating her so vigorously.

"Alright, you two girls, stop fooling around, you'll make a fool of yourselves." Having reached his conclusion, Old Chang's mind raced. "Zhang Bing, Old Jiang praised your chess skills, how about a couple of games?"

Chapter 140 Because of Wholehearted Love.

It was already 9 PM when they left Old Chang's house.

"I didn't realize you were such a good chess player! You even lost a game to my godfather!" Ling Shan said with a smile. She and Yu Jie had been watching the two men play chess. The old man had spent his life in the military and taught Yu Jie chess from a young age, saying that chess best represented the spirit of soldiers on the battlefield. Ling Shan, who led a triad gang, was often dragged into chess games by Old Chang, who taught her military strategy and management tactics.

Zhang Bing smiled but remained silent. He had held back earlier; if they played with their true strength, he felt he could win two games, but to save Old Chang's face, he deliberately lost the third. For some reason, ever since playing against Old Man Jiang, the chess theory he still didn't quite understand had improved his chess skills significantly, especially when facing skilled opponents. He would unconsciously make some brilliant moves—moves he couldn't recall normally, yet they seemed to always be in his mind, only something was missing, something he couldn't clearly articulate.

"By the way, are you hungry? It's still early, shall we find a place to have a late-night snack before going back?" Zhang Bing remembered something and turned to ask Ling Shan.

"Hmm, I am a little hungry. Let's go get something to eat." Ling Shan wasn't actually hungry, but what woman wouldn't want to spend more time alone with the man she liked? "But it seems like everyone's gone to celebrate the New Year today, so there aren't any late-night food stalls."

Zhang Bing chuckled, then took out his phone and dialed. Ling Shan realized he had another plan. Zhang Bing was calling Deng Chunguang.

"What, suddenly thought of going to pay them a New Year's visit?" Ling Shan looked at him amusedly.

"Hehe, they stayed at my house all night to celebrate the New Year. He's a high-ranking official, so it's only right to pay them a visit to show respect." Zhang Bing chuckled and scratched his head, a little embarrassed. "I asked you to come with me without asking your opinion, I'm sorry."

"What are you saying!" Ling Shan rolled her eyes at him angrily, then leaned gently on his shoulder. "I'm your woman. I'm willing to go wherever you want, but I'm a gangster, and I'm afraid people will look down on me, which would make you lose face—"

Ling Shan's voice grew more and more resentful as she spoke, and Zhang Bing knew things were going badly. He turned around and saw that her big eyes were indeed full of tears. He knew this must have made Ling Shan feel inferior about her status, so he quickly pulled the car over to the side.

"Sister Shanshan, don't cry. You're my wife, Zhang Bing's wife. You'll always be with me, no matter where you are!" Zhang Bing quickly hugged the pitiful woman tightly, wiping away her tears with his fingers.

Ling Shan suddenly threw herself into his arms and cried, "Xiao San, I really want to get rid of this underworld identity, but it's something my godfather made me take on. He raised me from a weak woman to my current position as the top underworld figure in the provincial capital. He said that since ancient times, there has always been both white and black, and the underworld can never be eradicated. He requires me to control the underworld in the entire province and gradually guide them onto the right path, resolutely preventing gambling, drug trafficking, and cultural relic smuggling—phenomena that are extremely harmful to the country. That's why I'm struggling to hold on here. To repay my godfather's good intentions, I must..." "I'm going all the way down the dark path, but I really don't want to. I just want to live a good life with you, raise our child at home, and receive your love—but I can't do any of that. I'm so conflicted, so in pain—"

Listening quietly to Ling Shan's sobs, Zhang Bing finally understood why Ling Shan, a woman, could lead the entire provincial underworld. He already knew that Elder Chang was the commander of the Jiangnan Provincial Military Region. With such a background and full support, the consolidation of the underworld was a matter of course. After all, no matter how powerful the underworld was, it couldn't be more powerful than the military.

Zhang Bing knew that beneath Ling Shan's strong, capable facade lay a lot of helplessness and sadness. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing for her to vent now, so he didn't stop her. He simply kissed away her tears, gently stroked her hair, and patted her back softly.

Gradually, Ling Shan stopped crying. She cupped her beloved man's face, gazing at him intently, a few tears still sliding down her cheeks. Then, she suddenly kissed Zhang Bing's lips, her tongue teasing him with extreme agitation.

"My love, love me!" Ling Shan's voice was full of seductive allure.

Whether man or woman, intense emotions always need a way to be released, and sex is perhaps the most thorough and intense form of release.

Understanding this, Zhang Bing didn't hesitate. He forcefully pulled Ling Shan from her seat, making her straddle him with her back to him. He held the woman tightly in his arms and then passionately kissed the eager Ling Shan without hesitation.

After their previous experiences, Ling Shan's kissing skills had greatly improved. No matter how Zhang Bing's tongue teased, touched, entwined, or sucked, Ling Shan immediately responded appropriately, even actively guiding him to explore deeper. Her tongue moved with such agility, like a dancing sprite.

As they kissed, Zhang Bing's large hands also rested on Ling Shan's waist, then slowly moved down towards her full buttocks.

Ling Shan trembled slightly, then continued kissing him passionately, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

Seeing that the shy Ling Shan didn't object, Zhang Bing's fingers became even more nimble, caressing her full breasts through her clothes. Ling Shan was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, making her breasts feel soft and smooth to the touch. After a while, Zhang Bing felt he hadn't touched them enough from the outside, so he slipped his hand under the sweater. Because of her upright posture, they felt even fuller than usual, and the feel was wonderful. Zhang Bing

found her bra in the way and moved his hand behind her back to unhook it, but couldn't find it after searching for a while.

Ling Shan turned to look at him, giggling, and softly said, "Don't take it off, mine is strapless."

Hearing this, Zhang Bing found it even easier. He unhooked it, pulled out the bra, and then reached back inside the sweater, groping her large, full breasts like an octopus.

Seeing Ling Shan enjoying being touched, Zhang Bing then pinched her nipples. Soon, Ling Shan began to moan in response to her body's desire.

Zhang Bing's hand moved downwards, gently stroking the inside of Ling Shan's thighs before gradually moving to her private area. Even through her tight pants, the feeling of that plump, bulging mound was incredibly realistic—full and elastic—making Ling Shan's heart flutter. Soon, Zhang Bing felt a dampness.

Ling Shan's body began to writhe, and Hong Wen's hands continued their relentless assault.

Their lips were moving wildly, their fingers were fidgeting, and their desire was escaping.

Amidst Ling Shan's repeated pleas for mercy, Zhang Bing carried the finally satisfied woman back to her seat, prepared to dress, and continued driving.

"Little San, are you—are you feeling unwell?" Ling Shan was exhausted, but she still looked at Zhang Bing with concern. She knew from the earlier encounter that this man wasn't satisfied; she already knew how powerful he was.

"It's nothing," Zhang Bing said with a wry smile, zipping up his pants. But unsatisfied, his erection remained high, creating a tent in his pants.

"Let me help you!" Ling Shan hesitated for a moment, but finally bravely spoke up.

Then, to Zhang Bing's bewilderment, Ling Shan unzipped his pants and pulled out his restless, long, and hard penis again.

Ling Shan bravely reached out and grasped it, only to find she could only hold half of it. The menacing red mushroom head stared intently at her like a single eye, and the remaining length resembled a blunt dagger, full of danger.

"You rascal, let's see which woman can satisfy you!" Ling Shan scolded with a laugh, her face flushed.

Despite the frightening sight, Ling Shan gently sucked on it, using her soft lips to caress the hot tip.

Ling Shan, while sucking, began to move her lips, so light and delicate, slowly rising and falling, swallowing and spitting out, her nimble tongue constantly teasing his flesh. Then, she nodded lightly, her penis sometimes long, sometimes short between her lips, sometimes even nibbling it with her teeth, her watery eyes looking at her beloved man, her cheeks puffing and hollowing out—

looking at his handsome, flushed face, his waterfall of black hair cascading around him with the movement of his head, his captivating eyes occasionally lifting to look at him with boundless affection, Zhang Bing felt as if he were in heaven. The physical pleasure and the emotional surge he felt could no longer be contained, and a stream of white semen gushed out—

"Why are you doing this, silly?" Seeing Ling Shan finally take a deep breath after washing up with mineral water, leaning wearily against her seat, Zhang Bing felt extremely sorry for her. He leaned down and kissed her. "You're clearly not used to it, why force yourself?"

Ling Shan leaned closer to Zhang Bing's shoulder, looking at him earnestly. "Because—it's all-out love!" She raised her hand to stroke the man's face. "I don't want my man to feel uncomfortable because of me—since my own body can't satisfy you, it's perfectly normal for me to use my mouth to help my man!"

Seeing the emotion in Zhang Bing's eyes, Ling Shan deliberately smiled easily. "Silly, doing this between men and women is quite fashionable now! I was just curious and tried it out, and it feels pretty good!"

Zhang Bing saw through her reluctance, but he knew the woman was doing it to make herself comfortable, so he couldn't be angry.

"Please don't do this again, okay? Sister Shan will always be the woman I love. To my woman, I want her to be happy forever. Don't force yourself to do anything, especially because of me!" Zhang Bing stroked her hair, tears welling up in his eyes.

"No!" At this moment, Ling Shan was nowhere to be seen with the imposing presence of a mafia boss. She lay in Zhang Bing's arms like a kitten. "I still need to practice more. I'm a traditional woman. It's a woman's duty to serve her man well!"

Zhang Bing was speechless. He could hear the determination in Ling Shan's words.

"Women, when they fall in love, they become fools!" Zhang Bing suddenly remembered this famous saying. He couldn't remember who said it, but it seemed that many people agreed with him.

“Sister Shanshan, really don’t!” Zhang Bing thought for a moment, then grabbed Ling Shan’s hand and said seriously, “I feel like I’ve been selfish enough! For my future, we can’t be together in public; for my future, I can’t even give you any title; for my future, I cruelly abandoned you and your daughter six years ago! So, for someone like me, it’s really not worth all this sacrifice, understand? Silly woman?”

Ling Shan’s face turned pale instantly, her gentle eyes filled with fear, and her whole body trembled. “Xiao San, what—what do you mean?—You—don’t—don’t want us anymore?”

She managed to utter these words with great effort and tension, and tears streamed down Ling Shan’s face again, her eyes filled with despair.

Zhang Bing smiled bitterly. He knew that Ling Shan had misunderstood him again. Although this woman was a gangster boss, her inner inferiority complex was so strong, so fragile that it would shatter at the slightest touch.

“Sister Shanshan, what nonsense are you talking about! I said I would bless you and Ai'er for life, I would stay with you for life, and I will never change my mind!” Zhang Bing shouted these words, watching as the fear in Ling Shan's surprised eyes gradually subsided, and he gently wiped away her tears. “I just want to say that I don’t deserve your sacrifice!”

“No, Xiao San, my man!” Ling Shan hugged him tightly. “You do! From the moment I took off my clothes in front of you 6 years ago, I swore that you were my man, my only man, Ai'er’s only father! No matter when or where, no matter if it’s legal or not, you are my man, my most beloved man!”

After a pause, Ling Shan looked into Zhang Bing’s eyes and continued, “I know so many women, and every one of them loves you, really, I can feel it; I don’t know which one you will ultimately choose; but I know that I can never marry you, even if you ask me to, I won’t, because I feel I’m not worthy—I only have one request, and that is to let Ai'er and me stay by your side forever, whether you call me a lover or a sister, I don’t care!”

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