Step into Gentle 7-9

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(VII)
People say that beautiful women are brainless because they are beautiful and can achieve their goals without using their brains, but Qin Wen is definitely not just a pretty face. After two days of running around, Qi Ming had to admire this beautiful woman who was five years younger than him.
She didn't go to any of the major projects Qi Ming had arranged in advance, or the urban construction sites that were constantly reported in the newspapers. Instead, she took Qi Ming through alleys, into communities, along bumpy, half-paved roads, and along main roads with no streetlights. She even chatted directly with citizens on the street and old ladies sunbathing in the alleys. Moreover, she knew these places very well and must have been there more than once. Watching her chat with the old ladies, Qi Ming couldn't imagine that the person who had accompanied Vice Mayor Lü on the inspection tour and talked so much about urban construction theories was the same person.
She also kept her "two-package" policy, but instead of going to restaurants, she would always ask Qi Ming's car to stop at a McDonald's on the way when she was too busy to eat and her stomach was rumbling. She would run in and buy two hamburgers and two drinks, and then eat in the car. After eating three meals like this, Qiming couldn't take it anymore.
"Miss Qin, can I beg you to cancel your 'two-pack' policy?" Qiming, smelling the lingering McDonald's smell in the car, looked utterly exasperated. "You've been abroad for years, do you think the Chinese people are still living in misery? Let me tell you, the Chinese people aren't like you poor students who live on fast food anymore!"
"What's wrong? Didn't you want 'three packs'? You can't even handle 'two packs'?" Qin Wen laughed, her body trembling, at Qiming's words. "How about I treat you to something nice tonight?"
"Forget it, forget it, I'm scared of you. Who knows where you'll drag me next? I'll arrange lunch this afternoon. I'm now formally inviting Miss Qin to dinner with me tonight."
"Accept!" Qin Wen's answer was indeed straightforward.
The restaurant Qiming chose wasn't big, but it was clean and not crowded. He and Yuhan used to often eat here when they were too lazy to cook at home. The restaurant was run by a couple who had been sent down to the countryside as educated youth. They were excellent at cooking rustic dishes, including delicious rice crust porridge. The restaurant's name was quite interesting: People's Commune.
Qiming brought Qin Wen here not because he couldn't afford a fancy restaurant, but simply because it was quiet and easy to talk to. He did indeed have something to say to Qin Wen.
In fact, after only half a day with Qin Wen, Qiming understood her intentions. She wasn't interested in the large-scale urban construction projects, but rather in people's livelihoods—the various troubles ordinary people encountered in their daily lives. The experiences of the past two days had also touched Qiming deeply. Having worked in urban construction for so many years, he had also noticed many shortcomings in the work, especially the fact that most higher-ups prioritized construction over management, thinking only about how to leave a mark on the city during their tenure to gain political achievements, while turning a blind eye to the small problems and troubles encountered by ordinary people, considering them trivial matters. Even Qiming himself only focused on how to improve scientific planning in urban construction. Having seen so many questions from the people, he had become numb to them. What's remarkable is that Qin Wen, despite spending several years abroad and learning many advanced urban management theories, focuses on the inconveniences and troubles ordinary people encounter in their daily lives, which earns Qi Ming's admiration.
But that's not what Qi Ming wanted to discuss with Qin Wen.
"You've been running around for two days, any thoughts?" Qi Ming asked while waiting for the food.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that, Director?" Qin Wen replied quickly.
"I'm just accompanying you; you're the main character!" Qi Ming tried to downplay it.
"You really think you're just a supporting character?" Qin Wen stared intently at Qi Ming. "If you're only thinking about being a supporting character, then we'll have to be completely businesslike."
"No, no, no, aren't we friends?" Qi Ming was now flustered. "Besides, isn't this still a private place? How can you talk about being businesslike?"
"You really think I don't know why you invited me here for dinner?" Qin Wen smiled slyly. "Tell me your thoughts."
"To be honest, after spending two days with you, I have many feelings," Qi Ming said earnestly. "We're used to looking up to those above us, rarely thinking about doing something practical for the people. After talking with them, I really feel that our people are too kind. Living in such difficult circumstances, their demands aren't high. These are actually problems we should have solved long ago. I'm truly ashamed!"
"Heh, at least you have some conscience!" Qin Wen spoke bluntly. "You guys are too bureaucratic. If this were abroad, the people would have fired you long ago. So, tell me, what's the purpose of inviting me to dinner?"
"Great!" Qiming lightly tapped the table before speaking the truth. "I'll organize the information I've seen these past few days as soon as I get back, and then arrange for someone to investigate similar issues throughout the city. After reporting to the leadership, I'll strive to find a solution as quickly as possible. We should do something practical for the people. As for you, shouldn't you focus more on positive reporting, or at least on solving the problem? What do you think?"
"I knew you had a lot of tricks up your sleeve, but I didn't expect you to scheme against me like this, trying to turn a bad thing into a good one?" Qin Wen pointed at Qiming and said, "Let's not talk about that now. The food's here. If you make sure I'm satisfied with my meal, we can talk about anything. After all, I've made you my friend."
After a few glasses of red wine, Qin Wen's face was flushed, and he was in high spirits. The two became more casual in their conversation.
"Hey, when is Yuhan coming back?" Qin Wen raised his glass, clinked it against Qiming's, took a sip, and asked.
"She just left? She said she'd be gone for about two weeks." Qiming picked up a piece of food, then asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything she needs to bring back?"
"What do I need to bring back? We have everything here!" Qin Wen rolled his eyes at Qiming. "I'm just worried about you! A grown man like you, without his wife around, his life must be a mess."
"Looks like my service these past few days has been pretty good, they're starting to care about me." Qiming joked. "It's alright, the kid's in boarding kindergarten, I'm single now."
"I've heard Du Lin say before that you and Yuhan were a perfect couple in college, and after meeting you, you really are a perfect match. Even though I've only met Yuhan once, I know we could be best friends!"
"Of course, how could my wife be any less than perfect!" Qiming said smugly. "Come on, let's finish this drink and have dinner."
"You think you can take advantage of a little kindness? You're really getting cocky." Qin Wen also picked up his glass. "You think your wife is the only good one in the world?"
"Hehe, no, our Miss Qin is quite a beauty too," perhaps because he'd had a few drinks, Qiming's words became bolder, "But no matter how beautiful she is, she can only be my sister-in-law!"
"Hmph, dream on! Who's going to be your sister-in-law?" Qin Wen also felt their conversation was becoming increasingly ambiguous, and her face flushed slightly. Luckily, she'd had a few drinks, otherwise…
The meal was quickly finished. On the way home, neither of them spoke, each lost in their own thoughts, making the atmosphere in the car somewhat awkward. Fortunately,
Qin Wen's place wasn't far, only about a ten-minute drive away. Qin Wen didn't invite Qi Ming to come up, and Qi Ming, being a very rational person, simply said goodbye, turned around, and drove off.
Back home, Qi Ming grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and gulped it down. He sat at his desk for a while, lost in thought, before his mind slowly calmed down. He shook his head, unable to understand how he could have developed any romantic feelings for this woman he'd only met a few times.
Qi Ming subconsciously turned on his computer and logged onto QQ. Just like the previous two days, Yu Han's icon was grayed out. This was unusual. Usually, no matter who was out, they would contact each other almost every night via QQ; going two or three days without contact was unprecedented.
Finally, Qi Ming couldn't resist picking up the phone and dialing Yu Han's number, only to find her phone was switched off.
Qiming found it very boring and couldn't figure out what was going on with Yuhan over there. Bored, he opened Internet Explorer, and the homepage that had been set up immediately appeared on his monitor: Couples' Forum.
In the days since Yuhan left, Qiming had been spending every night on this forum for couples to make friends. He was almost obsessed. Pictures and articles were updated every day, and new stories were constantly unfolding. Qiming went from being skeptical to truly believing that such a group of couples really existed. Looking at those passionate stories of making friends, he was deeply stimulated. He not only understood, but also felt a little envious...
Lying in bed, Qiming slowly drifted off to sleep. One moment it was Yuhan, the next it was Qin Wen. The two appeared alternately, and eventually, several of them were together... (VIII)
Yuhan stayed in a single suite at a four-star hotel in Shanghai. As expected of an international metropolis, the hotel suite was decorated like an apartment. Different styles of oil paintings hung in the living room and bedroom, and the warm-toned wallpaper looked cozy and romantic under the light. Although the bosses of foreign companies are all like vampires, frantically chasing profits, they never hesitate to spend money and are meticulous about the treatment of their employees. Perhaps this is the difference between foreign and Chinese bosses: frantically making money, and even more frantically enjoying life.
Yuhan had been lying motionless on the living room sofa for nearly two hours. Although she hadn't moved, her thoughts hadn't stopped for a moment—no, to be precise, they were in complete chaos.
This feeling was very uncomfortable; the nerves in her brain were like thousands of tiny worms, jumping and swimming erratically, sometimes stopping suddenly, only to be followed by an even bigger attack…
She hadn't been unaware that she would meet Yin Qing here, and even had a little expectation in her heart, but she never imagined that Yin Qing was the organizer of this training session at the head office. Yin Qing had been transferred from the Wuhan branch to the head office for more than two years, and in those two years, they had only met once, when Yuhan and Qiming had taken him out for a meal during the Spring Festival last year when Yin Qing returned to Wuhan for vacation. At other times, they only exchanged occasional text messages, talking about work frustrations or their longing for their hometown of Wuhan.
Yin Qing was Yu Han's boss in Wuhan. Although two or three years younger than her, he was mature, stable, and extremely ambitious. He was very caring towards Yu Han at work, and outside of work, they got along very well, sharing many common interests and admiring each other. Sometimes, when Yu Han felt wronged after arguing with Qi Ming at home, she liked to confide in him. Over time, they both realized their relationship had transcended friendship. Although Yin Qing wasn't married, Yu Han already had a happy family. Reason told them it couldn't continue. At that time, Yin Qing had an opportunity to transfer to the Shanghai headquarters. He, who had been hesitant, resolutely left Wuhan, leaving Yu Han behind.
This long-awaited reunion brought them so much to say, so many unspoken emotions to express. Without meeting, their thoughts might forever remain stuck in the fleeting moments of ordinary life. But once they meet, although both try their best to restrain themselves, outwardly nothing is visible, inwardly, it's like a floodgate being raised, yet the floodwaters rise. The more they restrain
themselves, the stronger the urge to break free of their shackles becomes. Yuhan's heart is in turmoil. One moment she sees Qiming, the next Yinqing, reason and impulse battling each other. Although she desperately wants Qiming's presence to help suppress her wild inner world, she deliberately cuts off contact with him.
Yinqing wants to take Yuhan out for dinner alone tonight. She neither agrees nor refuses. As soon as her afternoon classes ended, she locked herself in her hotel room. She knows that if she agrees, something might happen tonight…
The light in the room is gradually dimming. Because the glass door to the balcony is open, the white gauze curtain on it sways gently in the breeze. She shrinks back, seemingly feeling a chill. Looking at the time, there's only a little over an hour left until the agreed-upon seven o'clock. It's time to make a decision.
She took a deep breath, raised her hands above her head, and slowly exhaled. Then, she leaped up from the sofa and went straight to the balcony. Following the demonstrations in Fitnss health magazine, she did a few simple yoga poses, followed by a few deep breaths, and immediately felt much more relaxed.
"Never mind," she thought, "it's just a meal, why make myself so nervous?" Yuhan turned and went back to her room to shower and change.
This was Yuhan's personality; she would think things through and hesitate before making a decision, but once she had made up her mind, she was decisive and faced whatever came next with equanimity.
The warm water from the showerhead was comforting. Yuhan stood there with her eyes slightly closed, enjoying the warmth flowing down her body. She naturally caressed her chest with her hands; her breasts, while not particularly large, were small, round, and quite perky. Then, her hand slowly slid down, finally resting on her flat, smooth abdomen, gently stroking it back and forth. A warm current slowly formed within her body, flowing gently around her… (IX)
When the doorbell rang, Yu Han had just finished dressing. She wore a pink V-neck cashmere sweater, a thin woolen skirt that reached just below her waist, and white high-waisted leather boots. A silk scarf was neatly tied around her neck. Although simple, it looked fresh yet charming on her.
She opened the door, and there stood Yin Qing.
He wasn't very tall, probably about the same height as Yu Han, and a little thin. He was wearing a suit jacket over a button-down T-shirt, looking very clean and energetic. He was also holding a bouquet of flowers, which perhaps made him seem a little reserved.
"Come in," Yu Han smiled at Yin Qing, taking the flowers he offered. "These flowers are so beautiful, I love them!"
"Thank you," Yin Qing said, watching Yu Han happily arrange the flowers in a vase on the coffee table in the living room, his demeanor instantly becoming more natural. "I hesitated for a long time before buying them. After living in Shanghai for two years, I found that the men here are very gentlemanly and have a great sense of style. I learned this from them."
"Really? Then I have to praise you, you've really copied them." Yu Han laughed teasingly.
"Hehe, don't laugh at me. I'm not from Shanghai, so I can't imitate it properly. I felt so awkward holding those flowers when I came," Yin Qing glanced at his watch. "It's getting late, you must be starving. Let's go."
This was a tasteful Western restaurant, crowded with diners, but without the usual noisy diners. A young woman in a long black dress was playing the piano on the round stage in the center of the restaurant, playing carefully selected light music that perfectly suited the atmosphere.
Yin Qing had specially ordered a bottle of French red wine, which looked clear and red in a stemmed glass, with a mellow and gentle flavor. In this warm and romantic setting, the two slowly sipped the wine and chatted softly. Because of the wine, Yu Han's fair face was slightly flushed, and her eyes were particularly bright.
"I haven't seen you in a while, you've become more and more beautiful," Yin Qing said softly, gazing at Yu Han with enthusiasm.
"Really? I've gotten old!" Yu Han felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and discreetly picked up her glass, taking a sip of wine.
"I really envy Qiming, to be able to marry such a good woman like you!" Yin Qing shook his head, seemingly unwilling: "No, it's not envy, it's pure jealousy."
"How could I be so good? Actually, being able to marry Qiming is my blessing." At this moment, Yu Han felt as if her heart was split in two. On one side was a sense of expectation and tacit approval. Being flattered like this by a man other than her husband made her feel very good, and she even had a long-lost feeling that made her heart tremble. She wanted to continue. On the other side, she was also a little afraid, subconsciously bringing up Qiming to resist the vulnerability on the other side, and secretly cursing herself for not resisting. Although Qiming often said sweet words to her, and she liked it, it was more like a habit. It allowed her to often feel Qiming's love for her, but it just didn't have that feeling that made her heart flutter.
“Yes, Qiming is a good man, and an excellent man,” Yin Qing seemed to sense Yu Han’s unease and sighed, “God has truly blessed you two, allowing you to be together. It’s enough to make countless lovers envious!”
“Stop teasing us, let’s talk about you,” Yu Han interrupted Yin Qing playfully, asking him seriously, “You’re almost twenty-eight, right? How’s it going? Have you found the right person?”
“To be honest, a few girls have been interested in me, including one who was quite attractive. We dated for a while, but it all fizzled out.” Yin Qing looked at Yu Han and smiled self-deprecatingly.
“What happened? What went wrong?” Yu Han asked with concern.
"Sigh, maybe the problem lies with me," Yin Qing sighed, his gaze drifting past Yu Han's head, seemingly lost in thought as he looked into the distance. "I know she's a nice girl, and she's very good to me, but somehow, I just don't feel anything..."
"Honestly, you missed out on such a good girl. How childish! Sometimes, once you miss out on something good, it's hard to find again. Do you still think you're in college, 'There are plenty of fish in the sea, why look now?'" Yu Han felt sorry for Yin Qing. "What kind of feeling are you looking for?"
"What do you think?" Yin Qing asked, his gaze fixed intently on Yu Han.
"How should I know!" Yu Han's eyes darted around nervously, and she instinctively grabbed a napkin to wipe her mouth. Actually, as soon as she said those words, Yu Han regretted them. How could she not understand? Yin Qing was using her as a benchmark for a girlfriend.
Neither of them spoke for a moment, even deliberately avoiding each other's gaze, as they ate their food with their heads down. The clear, melodious piano music in the restaurant masked the whispers of the guests. A large palace lantern in the center of the restaurant cast a soft glow, and waiters moved silently between tables with trays in hand. Because of these elements, the silence between the two didn't feel awkward.
On the way back to the hotel, Yu Han glanced at Yin Qing, who was driving silently, and couldn't help but break the silence: "Yin Qing, I know you're good to me, and I like you too, but you also understand that there's no future for us. For my sake, and for your own, please don't dwell on it!"
Yin Qing's eyes were fixed on the road ahead, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. Yu Han sensed his inner turmoil and couldn't help but tenderly extend her left hand, gently placing it on his hand gripping the steering wheel. Yu Han's hand was soft and warm, and Yin Qing felt a warm current flowing through his body. He only wished that this hand would never leave, so he gently turned his palm and grasped Yu Han's hand, placing it between their bodies, unwilling to let go even when shifting gears.
Although Yin Qing drove slowly, the hotel was already in sight. He didn't drive directly to the entrance, but stopped in the shadows on the roadside a dozen meters away from the hotel gate.
Yu Han tried to pull her hand away, but Yin Qing held it even tighter. She looked at him and forced a smile: "I have to go back to the hotel."
"I know you and Qi Ming are a loving couple with a deep affection for each other. I really don't want to ruin your marriage," Yin Qing turned to face Yu Han, taking her other hand as well, his eyes gazing at her affectionately. "It's not like I haven't tried. I've tried desperately to forget you, but no matter how hard I try, it doesn't work. Instead, the more I think about you, the deeper I get... I can't control myself from thinking about you!" He couldn't help but hug Yu Han tightly, kissing her lips before she could react.
"No, please don't do this..." Yu Han frantically pushed him away, but how could she stop Yin Qing's long-suppressed passion? Ignoring her resistance, Yin Qing kissed her even more passionately, his tongue swirling and sucking in her mouth...
Although reason told Yu Han she should stop Yin Qing's actions, and her hands were still making futile resistance, her body had begun to betray her wavering heart. Under Yin Qing's relentless assault, she became limp and weak, panting heavily, her entire body leaning softly against Yin Qing's chest, her tongue already intertwined with his.
Kissing was no longer enough for Yin Qing's desire. His hands, which were wrapped around Yu Han's back, slowly moved forward, and his palms could feel her breasts. He freed one hand and grabbed her small, firm breast, kneading it vigorously...
"No, no... Oh... um..." Yu Han, already lost in passion, trembled all over. Before she could stop him, a wave of tingling pleasure spread throughout her body, and she even moaned...
"Let me and Qi Ming love you together..." Yu Han's moans aroused Yin Qing even more, and he simply reached into her pink cashmere sweater and began to caress her body directly. Meanwhile, his other hand was also restless, sliding down to her thigh and caressing her...
Just as Yin Qing's hand was about to slip under her skirt, Yu Han, who was lost in her physical desires, suddenly snapped out of it. She forcefully pushed him away, ignoring Yin Qing's helpless expression, and leaned back in the car seat, panting with her eyes slightly closed...
Yin Qing didn't know what was wrong with her. He looked at her helplessly, not knowing what to say...
After a while, Yu Han opened her eyes, smoothed her disheveled clothes, picked up her small handbag, and calmly turned to Yin Qing, saying, "I'm going back to the hotel."
"You..." Before Yin Qing could finish speaking, Yu Han had already opened the car door and walked towards the hotel entrance without looking back. She didn't dare turn around; she could feel Yin Qing's gaze following her. She knew that even the slightest hesitation would lead to her complete loss tonight! She needed help; she longed for Qi Ming to be by her side, to lean her head on his arm...
Yin Qing stared blankly at her departing figure, filled with regret and fear that he would lose her forever...

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