The Hunter of the City (Complete) - Chapter 17

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Chapter 112 A Smile Hides a Dagger

Suddenly, Zhang Ziwen felt a burning pain in his lower back. It hurt, but Zhang Ziwen forced himself to keep from grimacing.
Needless to say, it was He Li playing tricks again. Zhang Ziwen looked at her with a bitter face, not understanding why he was suffering this undeserved misfortune.

"Why are you looking at me? You little rascal, keep looking at her! Humph, you still dare to look at other women after having Xiao Shu? I'll
teach you a lesson for Xiao Shu." He Li glared at him fiercely. She was now firmly on the side of the obedient Tang Shu and felt obligated
to enlighten this little rascal.

"...Sis, could you at least give me a heads-up before you make your move? I just thought she looked familiar."
Zhang Ziwen grimaced, feeling utterly wronged.

"Hmph, making excuses..." He Li said fiercely, but her beautiful eyes darted towards the slender figure behind her.

A strikingly beautiful woman entered the hall, greeting the people she was training.
The middle-aged chatted and laughed with a foreign guest as they walked towards another door. At this moment, she slightly turned her body to the side. Although
he only saw her profile, Zhang Ziwen recognized her: the beautiful policewoman Wu Min. What was she doing here?

Zhang Ziwen was slightly surprised. Tonight, she was simply radiant. Her gorgeous off-the-shoulder evening gown
revealed her delicate shoulders and neck, making one want to touch the smoothness of her skin. What was even more remarkable was that her
beautiful face was adorned with a sweet smile. Was this still the same Wu Min who was as cold as ice before? Zhang
Ziwen could hardly believe his eyes. Beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful. Even though he was not particularly fond of her, he couldn't help but sincerely
admire her.

He Li, standing beside him, seemed to recognize Wu Min as well, muttering, "...Isn't this
the policewoman ? She's dressed so beautifully, I wouldn't recognize her if I didn't look closely."

"You recognized her too? Then you just pinched me for nothing?" Zhang Ziwen protested softly.

"Hehe...it wasn't exactly a pinch for nothing, it was just a heads-up, to prevent your little lecherous eyes from going
completely blind to pretty girls." He Li gave him a charming smile, her beautiful eyes full of mischief.

Zhang Ziwen glanced at her: "...Where am I lecherous? Don't talk nonsense." He muttered back.

"Don't be unconvinced..." He Li whispered in his ear, her breath sweet as orchids, "...
I haven't even asked you who those two sets of sexy lingerie belong to yet. Don't be unconvinced, hmph, believe me or not, I'll tell Xiao Shu."

"No..." Zhang Ziwen's face flushed crimson. "...Why bring this up? Can't we just leave it at
that..." He Li's words hit his weak spot, his most embarrassing secret, his biggest fear. He sighed inwardly, realizing
he had no secrets to hide from her.

He Li found his blushing face amusing. She had found another way to deal with him;
this was what he feared most. "Hmph, you little rascal, I've washed you so many times and you're still shy," He Li thought, her body
growing hot. She thought of the sticky residue left on it...

Just then, Tang Ying walked over. It seemed she had finished her social engagements, a sweet smile on her face
as she walked directly to the two of them. Before she even got close, a fragrant breeze wafted over, the scent stimulating Zhang Ziwen
's nose, her stunning beauty captivating him. With her elegant demeanor and elegant evening gown, Tang Ying directly drew Zhang Ziwen's attention.
His eyes widened; no man could resist her unparalleled allure.

His lecherous behavior, of course, didn't escape the notice of the two beauties, but their reactions differed.
Tang Ying's face flushed slightly; she couldn't bear Zhang Ziwen's direct gaze. He Li, however, wouldn't let it go. Her slender
hands made a precise and ruthless move on his lower back. Zhang Ziwen gasped; being repeatedly struck in
the same spot was unbearable for anyone.

"...Sister Ying...when is Mayor Wu...coming?" Zhang Ziwen quickly tried to start a conversation, but
his lower back was too painful, making his speech slightly slurred.

"I just saw Mr. Wu with the president of Citibank. Didn't you see him?" Tang Ying noticed He
Li's subtle actions, a smile playing on her lips.

"...I...I really didn't see him. I'll go look for him later." Zhang Ziwen was a little embarrassed. He shifted
his body, trying to escape He Li's torment.

Tang Ying suppressed a laugh and walked to He Li's side. After whispering a few words in her ear, she said to Zhang Ziwen
, "I'll show your sister around. I'll leave this to you. Anyway, it's not convenient for me to deal with government officials."

"Brother, I'll go now." He Li affectionately took Tang Ying's hand and gave him a captivating
smile. This was her compensation after the punishment. Zhang Ziwen's lower back immediately felt relieved. Looking at her
smiling face, he wanted to cry. Finally, he was free. If this continued, he would have been seriously injured.

The two charming beauties walked towards another door. He Li took a few steps and then turned back to give him a warning
look. The meaning was clear: don't lewdly look at me when she's not around. Zhang Ziwen was a little
amused and exasperated . He truly felt wronged. The fragrant breeze had passed. He couldn't help but rub his badly injured area,
lamenting inwardly, how could this beautiful older sister be so ruthless?

Music, bright lights, fine wine, beautiful women, and fragrant clothes intertwined in this luxurious venue. Everyone appeared
refined and polite, and everyone spoke softly and jokingly, making one feel the different levels of people. Zhang Ziwen was already
used to this kind of occasion, and etiquette and poise were written all over his face. As a master of covert operations, he didn't need to learn this routine. He
quickly blended in with the gentlemen and ladies, chatting and laughing with them, skillfully dealing with their interactions. His identity was also
constantly changing. He wasn't incapable of boasting about the Flying Heavenly Fire. His goal was simple: to become a familiar face. In
this place that valued status, you really couldn't do without boasting. Soon, a new generation of wealthy people with a complex background and a special identity
appeared before these gentlemen and ladies whose backgrounds were already quite intimidating.

Zhang Ziwen, this imposter tycoon, was only suitable for temporary emergencies and easy to expose. Fortunately, he had
something to rely on: someone saw him enter with Tang Ying. Being able to enter this place was already impressive, and being accompanied by her indicated
extremely high status. Hearing his boastful talk, they believed him somewhat. Luckily, the people here weren't used to prying into his privacy or
verifying things openly , otherwise he would have been exposed.

He reached for a glass of wine from the waitress's tray, clinked glasses lightly, and downed his fifth
glass . Socializing was a skillful art. On a first meeting, you didn't necessarily need to talk about anything, but you had to
leave an impression. He would come back here again, whether it was boasting or just going through the motions. Next time, they would be acquaintances, and the topics of conversation among acquaintances
might be different.

Zhang Ziwen paid attention and, with his keen hearing, also gleaned information from the other groups discussing the topics. The gentlemen...
The conversation usually revolved around current economic and trade hot topics, interspersed with the latest exchange rates and the trends of major global exchanges
. Two or three people, when discussing business or topics of interest, would naturally clink glasses and then
slowly slip away to a quieter place to chat privately. The rest mostly talked about romance and leisure, or arranging a time
to play golf, aiming for a eagle or a birdie. Zhang Ziwen listened passively to all of this, unable
to understand .

The women's topics were even less comprehensible to him. Aside from boasting about family achievements, the men's success was
almost always linked to luxury goods—perfume, handbags, fashion—everything imaginable. When he overheard that a set of underwear
cost tens of thousands of yuan, he quickly slipped away…

After wandering through several circles, he only gleaned one piece of information. Mayor Wu
was discussing something with the presidents of several foreign banks in a luxurious small conference room. That was a place he couldn't enter. Since the main target wasn't there, the tedious
socializing could wait. Zhang Ziwen smiled and quietly withdrew from the group, walking to the floor-to-ceiling window. His
spot was a perfect place to enjoy the view. The banks of the Hongpu River were brightly lit, with dazzling neon lights changing colors,
bright and mesmerizing. Laser beams of light crossed and reflected in the night sky. The night view of Zhonghai was indeed magnificent. Zhang Ziwen
praised it in his heart. This was the first time in his life he had ever seen a night view from such a height.

"Sir, you seem to have quite the leisurely pace. Having just returned from the Middle East, what are your thoughts on the night view of Zhonghai City?"
A clear, melodious voice rang out from behind, accompanied by a woman's fragrance, a blend of orchid and musk. It was very fragrant;
Zhang Ziwen had smelled it for the second time that evening. He smiled wryly, turned around, and inwardly cursed…

Wu Min, the angelically beautiful Wu Min, possessed a dreamlike beauty tonight. Her beautiful eyes
held a hint of mockery as she looked at him, but her expression lacked its usual coldness. Tonight, she gave off a
womanly aura; if you removed the mockery in her eyes, she would undoubtedly be a gentle and beautiful woman.

Zhang Ziwen smiled, a bitter smile tinged with embarrassment. So she had overheard his conversation with others
? He had been deliberately avoiding her? A moment's thought revealed that she had definitely been watching him. A couple of drinks in their circle, and
she could easily overhear his conversation. This was no good. His charade had
been exposed by this girl. What could Zhang Ziwen do but maintain a polite smile?

"What? You think the scenery of the Middle Eastern desert is so beautiful, but you look down on the night view of Zhonghai City? The chief's good
brother ." Wu Min smiled charmingly, but his words were merciless in their sarcasm.

"Enough already, you don't need to keep reminding me of things when you're bragging. What did bragging do to you?" Zhang Ziwen's
expression remained unchanged, his smile unchanged. In this kind of situation, responding with a smile was more skillful than giving a cold shoulder.

"Oh... oil tycoons can brag? So the idea that oil prices will rise to $80 a barrel isn't true? I'm
still considering whether oil speculation should continue. Your answer is truly disappointing." Wu Min leaned
against the railing with irresistible allure, very close to him, close enough to clearly see her half-exposed breasts. Her
pink evening gown was daring and sexy, the slit revealing her long, stockinged legs, and just a little more to glimpse
the cleavage. She was truly at the peak of her allure. This was no longer the cold, aloof Wu Min; she
was pink, sexy sprite, fiery and seductive, leaving Zhang Ziwen speechless. His gaze was completely captivated;
her mockery and teasing couldn't stop him. No normal man could ignore such a sexy beauty.

"You're here to pick a fight with me today," Zhang Ziwen said, leaning against the railing, his face turned to look at her
beautiful features. He suddenly felt that Wu Min was a completely different person.

"Do I really need to pick a fight with a super-rich man?" Wu Min turned her face to him, giving
him a captivating smile that made his heart flutter. Her delicate fragrance relentlessly wafted into his nose, intoxicating him.
Zhang Ziwen It smelled wonderful, truly wonderful.

Seeing her irresistibly charming demeanor, it seemed she intended to entangle him completely. Zhang Ziwen was furious,
yet he couldn't muster any anger. She had found his weakness, and the situation seemed serious. Being exposed as a con artist, he
would be finished in this circle.

"So, what do you want, Miss Wu?" Zhang Ziwen laid his cards on the table; continuing the entanglement would only hurt him.

"I'd like to know what you want, Mr. Zhang." Wu Min's smile remained unchanged. Her smile was incredibly sexy. Good heavens,
Zhang Ziwen's heart skipped a beat; he was actually aroused by her alluring smile. Her
smile tonight was strange. Zhang Ziwen thought it best if she remained aloof; her seductive manner was almost unbearable.

"I'm here on serious business tonight, stop beating around the bush and tell me what you want." Seeing someone walk by,
Zhang Ziwen had to lean closer to her, keeping his voice within earshot of both of them. However,
their heads seemed a little too close, almost touching, like a couple whispering sweet nothings.

"Oh...it's a big deal, isn't it? Would Mr. Zhang mind telling me about your big deal?" Wu Min
countered with a question, her meaning clear: she wanted him to confess. "You little brat, you've finally fallen for me tonight,"
Wu Min thought smugly, noticing the apprehension in his eyes. Her

sexy lips curled slightly upwards, revealing neat, white braids. The two seemed intimate;
Zhang Ziwen could smell the sweet fragrance of her breath. He suddenly had a urge to taste her soft, fragrant lips—
a damned urge! Zhang Ziwen was losing control of his emotions. Getting close to a beautiful woman was a difficult thing,
a true test of his composure.

"...The business isn't big, but there is indeed some business to be done. You have to believe me to believe me, but the question is,
do you believe me?" Zhang Ziwen seemed to have no other good way but to be honest. His tone was somewhat helpless; he was
completely on the defensive.

"That depends on what kind of business you're doing. Maybe I'll believe you, but who knows?" Wu Min smiled sweetly,
secretly calculating. This

rascal dared to lie; she'd see how she dealt with him. "...This...this business is still far from certain. I'm here tonight mainly to find someone. I need
to understand the situation from her before deciding whether to do the business. I really can't say for sure..." Her sexy smile
hid a knife. Zhang Ziwen felt a chill run down his spine. She seemed difficult to deal with tonight. What should he do?
Should he tell her or not? Zhang Ziwen hesitated...

Chapter 113 Paying for a Mistake: The bidding

process was a trade secret. Before the results were announced, it could only be conducted secretly. If competitors
knew his company was participating in the bidding, the difficulty would increase many times over. He didn't want his competitors to create obstacles. The
dark horse company had to go all the way; they wouldn't show themselves unless it was crucial...

"You're here tonight just to find someone? Isn't that a bit too easy?" Wu Min couldn't believe it was that
simple for him to find someone. It was already quite an achievement for him to even get into this special place. This guy seemed
to she wouldn't let him off the hook until she got to the bottom of it.

"Easy? I've been here so long, and I haven't even seen a hair on that person's head. You call that easy?" It was
the truth, and Zhang Ziwen's words, though somewhat vulgar, were undeniably blunt.

"Mr. Zhang, please watch your words. In this kind of situation, if you
're just spouting nonsense, I'm sure I won't expose you, but you'll away, won't you?" Wu Min wore a sexy, alluring smile, inwardly cursing his crudeness.

A threat, a blatant threat! The sexy beauty before him was threatening him with a smile,
far more serious than her previous cold demeanor. Zhang Ziwen inwardly groaned, but outwardly he had to force a smile. Now wasn't the time to offend her. He'd just have to endure it
.

"Heh… I've been in the Middle East for a long time, and I've picked up some bad habits. Don't take offense." Zhang Ziwen chuckled,
trying to lighten the mood.

"Hehe..." Wu Min smiled and leaned closer to him, her breath sweet and fragrant: "...Do you
know how annoying your cheeky grin is?" Her smile was sweet, and her insults were equally sharp.

Their faces were less than two inches apart, the intimate distance between lovers; any closer and it would be crossing the line
. Zhang Ziwen wanted to cross that line; he longed to silence her lips with his own, to silence her unforgiving, sexy
mouth. He had this wicked thought, and it grew stronger and stronger...

"Then... what can I do to make you stop hating me..." Zhang Ziwen swallowed hard,
feeling anguish as he racked his brains for a way to escape this vexing trap.

"Be obedient, be honest, be a good child, and maybe you'll become a little more lovable..." Wu Min's breath was fragrant, but
a hint of threat flickered in her smiling eyes: "Otherwise... do you know what the consequences of being disliked are?"
Her gentle words were incredibly unfriendly, and her flowery smile chilled Zhang Ziwen to the bone. Tonight, she had
excellent emotional control, completely suppressing him.

Suddenly, the lights dimmed, the colorful decorative lights in the revolving hall twinkled, and
the music began to play, creating a very romantic atmosphere. The two were influenced by this slightly romantic ambiance. Turning around,
they saw couples already entering the dance floor; it was time for the essential party activity—even sophisticated people need such
tender moments…

“Hehe… Aunt Wu, good boy, go somewhere else for a smoke. It’s a romantic time now;
maybe a gentleman will ask you to dance. It won’t bother you, so as not to annoy you. I’ll be honest with you later, okay?”
Zhang Ziwen teased her with a grin, preparing to slip away. Tonight was a wasted trip; as long as he managed to avoid
being exposed, he could figure out how to deal with her later.

Zhang Ziwen's body had just left the railing, his foot taking half a step, when Wu Min's gentle voice called to him: "...
Trying to slip away, huh?...Try it! The Arab sheikh's good brother, it seems many people don't know you have such
a powerful background..."

Zhang Ziwen's foot wouldn't move. Damn it, bragging too much is a problem. He smiled bitterly,
turning around helplessly. Wu Min* Her alluring pose on the railing remained unchanged. She gently raised her jade-like hand, extending
her slender index finger and beckoning him. Good heavens, she actually made such a provocative gesture! Coupled with her watery
, captivating eyes, this was a seductive gesture from a beautiful woman. Anyone else would have been swooning over her, but Zhang Ziwen's
steps as he turned around were very hesitant. He felt as if he had stepped into a minefield. Her seductive gesture was defiant, and
her beautiful eyes held a smug satisfaction at having him completely under her thumb. Zhang Ziwen also had a huge feeling of unease, thinking she was a bit like a scheming
woman. For someone who wanted to seize a project worth hundreds of millions, this sudden feeling made him realize that this business deal seemed to have
failed Ironic, a brilliant irony.

Both of his boasting sessions had brought endless troubles. He learned a lesson: boasting is no joke; it can
really get you killed. Zhang Ziwen obediently returned to her side, maintaining his previous posture. He couldn't defy his fate;
the beauty held the leverage over him, and she had the power to make him obey. At least tonight, he had to listen to her.

"...Good boy...Auntie wants to get some exercise, what should we do?" Wu Min glanced at him casually,
her small mouth exhaling intoxicating fragrance. Even a child could understand her request.

Damn it, does she really think I'm a gigolo? Zhang Ziwen thought bitterly, but what could he do? He sighed inwardly,
reluctantly accepting her delicate hand, and very reluctantly wrapped his arms around her soft waist, pulling her
helplessly onto the dance floor…

The lights were dim, the music soothing, and the romantic atmosphere of the dance floor left Zhang Ziwen feeling
nothing of romance. He racked his brains trying to figure out how to escape while simultaneously resisting the intoxicating scent emanating from her
, the endless allure of holding her soft waist, and the ambiguous atmosphere of the dim lighting. He was in agony, tormented by a double dose of
heat and cold .

“…Is dancing with me painful? Your expression makes me very uncomfortable.” Wu Min breathed softly,
her beautiful eyes brazenly locking onto him. She was secretly delighted; she loved his tormented expression.

“…How…it is my honor to dance with such a beautiful woman.” Zhang Ziwen’s smile was unnatural. He
maintained a deliberate physical distance, but this distance allowed him a clear view of her half-exposed
breasts —full, firm, and proud. Her skin was so delicate; Zhang Ziwen felt a little dizzy.

"Hmph, you thieving eye, behave yourself, don't you want to live anymore?" Wu Min spat fiercely. She could easily
see his unnatural gaze. A blush crept across her face. The only solution was to press her body closer to
him; only then could she block his lecherous gaze. She suddenly realized that asking him to dance with her was a mistake. She
was only interested in the pleasure of making him obedient, forgetting that she was a beauty, a stunning beauty.

Zhang Ziwen heard her rebuke. The alluring breasts disappeared from his eyes, but he could clearly feel
their firmness and fullness against his chest. His thoughts began to race. Oh no, how was he supposed to think of a way to escape?

Wu Min felt she had really made a mistake. She regretted it. She hated herself for making such a stupid mistake.
How could she have willingly thrown herself into this guy's arms? She felt her chest being unrestrainedly pressed against him. She
felt she had been taken advantage of. And she was the one who initiated it. She regretted it deeply. But it was too late. She had started
the conflict herself, and could only grit her teeth and persevere. Leaving his body meant defeat; she had to
pay the price for her mistake. Her face flushed. Her heart pounded; she felt a little embarrassed. But she was determined not to let this...
The despicable fellow saw his pathetic state.

Zhang Ziwen was unaware of Wu Min's little thoughts. But he felt utterly miserable. This wasn't human work. She was
clearly his enemy, so why was he still aroused? He tried desperately to resist her physical temptation,
to resist it from the bottom of his heart. He tried to recall her hateful moments. But it was no use; his efforts completely failed. His physical
reaction was stronger than his thoughts. Leaving her body, he could see the exposed skin of her breasts; staying, the physical sensations intensified.
He was caught in a dilemma. She showed no sign of letting go, seemingly holding him even tighter. Perhaps she was nervous; her
delicate body trembled slightly. Zhang Ziwen was helpless. He couldn't find a better way than to grit his teeth and persevere. The hazy
music seemed to be going on for too long. It seemed like it would never stop. The couple's bodies were pressed tightly together,
which seemed to be a way to resolve their awkwardness. In the process of resolving the problem, Zhang Ziwen's initial repulsion
had turned into enjoyment. His unruly member was undeniably prominent. There was no other way but to press tightly against
her soft lower abdomen to keep quiet, so as not to worry about being seen by outsiders. The problem was solved very well, and he
felt very comfortable. This comfort made his lower body press against her tightly. His hands holding her waist
increased their strength, and the resistance below left no gap.

Wu Min paid the price for her stubbornness. Her pride and reserve made her pay a high price.
She felt the abnormality in his lower body, could feel his hardness relentlessly invading her forbidden zone. He was someone
she had always disliked, but at this moment she couldn't resist his teasing. She felt an indescribable pleasure,
an electric shock-like pleasure. She could feel her annoying reaction; her two embarrassing nipples rose joyfully, rubbing
against his chest. Only when pressed against his chest did she feel more full and more pleasurable. A tingling pleasure
spread throughout her body. Where the current passed, his masculine scent was aphrodisiac. The intense stimulation in her lower body made her feel
an embarrassing heat...

Wu Min's chin rested weakly on his shoulder, her face pressed against his. Damn it, he even
took the opportunity to caress her face. His hand even secretly slid to her buttocks. Rogue,
damned scoundrel, she cursed weakly in her heart. She closed her beautiful eyes; she had no strength... She resisted, but he
had already gripped her tightly with both hands, so strong that she couldn't move. His lower body was moving, rubbing, and writhing, and the intense
pleasure made her endure his unbridled behavior. Just this once, this is the last time. I will make him pay for what he's
doing , Wu Min thought helplessly, while simultaneously enjoying the unparalleled thrill...

The music finally stopped, and the couple, lost in their ambiguity, awoke with a start. They separated in the instant the lights came on,
both of them flushed. Wu Min glared at him fiercely and turned to leave. Zhang Ziwen smiled bitterly and scurried
after her. He had no choice but to follow. As she left, she threw out a "Come with me."

In the temporary passage next to the elevator, it was quiet. Zhang Ziwen had one hand in his pocket. He
had to set things right. He faced her, and then, in a flash, Zhang Ziwen swiftly moved. In another flash
, he moved again, precise, fast, and skillful. His two hands firmly grasped her wrists. Was this what she meant by calling him out
? She kicked out, her movements a series of rapid motions. Zhang Ziwen's movements changed accordingly; he turned sideways, pressed against her,
and with a twist and pull, turned her body to the side. One of her hands was already twisted behind her back, and
she had grabbed her leg. His legs firmly clamped her other leg, and his body supported her leaning back,
stabilizing balance. The pain from her twisted arm rendered her completely immobile.

The sudden movement created a somewhat awkward and ambiguous position. She was leaning back in his arms, her hand twisted behind her back,
her legs firmly held by his elbows around his waist, pressed tightly together. In this position, she was completely
powerless to resist or struggle. She had no choice but to rely on his body to maintain its stability. If he let go, she would fall
to the ground. One could imagine how disheveled a beautifully dressed woman would look falling to the ground, and she was a little worried that he would do
such a thing.

Zhang Ziwen wouldn't do that. His eyes were drawn to the pink glimpse of her thighs. He didn't mean to;
her skirt slit was just too high, and her panties under her stockings were practically transparent. He never expected that the usually stern
, icy beauty would wear such sexy lingerie. He couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. It was so tempting, so
alluring. The little camisole under the panties clearly revealed a woman's secrets. He swallowed hard; he wanted to commit a crime
…

“…Let me go…I…I'm going to kill…you…” Wu Min cried, her voice trembling. Lying on her back, she
could feel the glimpse of her exposed body, the indecent wetness. Her breasts heaved rapidly, her beautiful eyes
filled with tears. She was furious, saying things a policeman shouldn't say. Zhang Ziwen was jolted awake by her harsh words. This
trouble was getting bigger and bigger, out of his control. Things were getting really bad. He didn't know
what , but he had to let her go. He hadn't forgotten her identity.

"I'll let you go as long as you stop causing trouble. Can we talk this out? Don't hit me again, you can't beat me.
I'll honestly tell you everything, okay? Just say the word." Zhang Ziwen's condition was that he would be lenient if he confessed.
He didn't have the resources to continue this mess with her; things were beyond repair now, so simplicity was best.

"...Zhang Ziwen...you're so mean...how dare you treat me like this...let me go first..." Wu Min
gritted her teeth , her beautiful eyes filled with stubbornness and grievance. Her sexy smile was nowhere to be seen; tears were already
streaming down her face.

Zhang Ziwen seemed vaguely familiar with that stubborn and aggrieved look in her eyes. The face of Mu Qing flashed into his mind; Mu Qing
had shown the same look back at the Taekwondo gym. His heart suddenly ached. He remembered Mu Qing's resentful gaze.
Zhang Ziwen sighed softly, the satin loosening. He helped her up…

Chapter 114 Oh dear, what a coincidence

! A crisp, loud slap rang out. Wu Min, filled with shame and anger, struck for the first time. She
landed a blow; the slap landed squarely on her face. Zhang Ziwen didn't flinch at the slap on the cheek; he took it.
Wu Min before him reminded him of Mu Qing back then. He didn't want to dodge. He looked at her deeply, a hint of guilt in his eyes.
He had truly been cruel to her tonight; he had indeed wantonly violated her while dancing. This slap
was repayment for his debt. Zhang Ziwen's eyes dimmed slightly as he slowly turned away. Wu Min had stirred up
deep-seated . Mu Qing was that pain in his heart. He wanted to leave this place, to leave her…

He didn't flinch? Why didn't he flinch? Wu Min watched his somewhat heavy back, her heart trembling.
She hit him, expecting him to dodge or perhaps capture her again. But he took it without even blinking
, his eyes filled with such pain and sorrow. How could he look like that? Wu Min suddenly felt a sharp pain
in her heart, and she felt breathless…

She circled around twice but couldn't find He Li and Tang Ying. Where had they gone? Zhang Ziwen left,
but couldn't find He Li and Tang Ying, so he had to stay. He hadn't accomplished his mission, and he was frustrated. What frustrated him even more was that Wu Min was
clinging to him, keeping a three-step distance. God, what else did she want? Zhang Ziwen turned back to look at her,
his eyes conveying a clear message: expose her if you want. His eyes showed resignation; their relationship
was ruined, and he held no hope.

"What else do you want? Even if I'm lying, it's not illegal. Call me a liar if you want, I
'll quit." Zhang Ziwen frowned. Was this never going to end? He felt frustrated and annoyed.

“…You…you haven’t broken the law…but I’m a policeman…I suspect you have some ulterior motive…I have to
keep an eye on you…” Tears still welled in Wu Min’s beautiful eyes. Her tone was stubborn, but Zhang Ziwen felt it was just an
excuse. He couldn’t understand it; he’d never understood women’s minds before.

“What ulterior motive would I have? I just wanted to make an appearance here and spout a few nonsense. Is it really necessary to keep such a close
eye on me?” Zhang Ziwen was a little afraid to look into her beautiful eyes. They were so alike, so very alike. Her stubborn gaze was exactly like
Mu Qing’s. He felt helpless.

“I don’t care. I have to keep an eye on you. Who told you to have a criminal record? I have a responsibility to keep an eye on you until you leave.”
Wu Min bit her lip. She didn’t understand why she was keeping an eye on him. She was indeed making an excuse. Maybe she was thinking
of apologizing for hitting him. Maybe she was genuinely afraid he might have some illegal intention. Her thoughts were complicated.

“What criminal record do I have? Don’t you know those messy things were all misunderstandings?” Zhang Ziwen looked at Wu Min.
Her stubbornness really made it hard for him to get angry.

"Then...then tell me your real purpose for coming here. If you believe me, I won't keep an eye on you anymore." Wu Min
finally found the key to the problem.
She had caused all this embarrassment just to find out his purpose for being here. She really couldn't sleep until she found out; she felt wronged. Little did she know, Zhang Ziwen felt the same way . Not only had he
endured the slap, but it had also stirred up painful memories.

Looking at her persistent, determined expression, Zhang Ziwen sighed,
reached for two glasses of wine from the waitress who was flitting around him, took one for himself, and handed one to Wu Min: "...Will you
let ?" Zhang Ziwen
's heart was softened. He could hate a woman, but if that woman had tears in her eyes, his heart would soften. The prerequisite was that the woman had to be beautiful. A beautiful woman's pitiful appearance
could make him surrender, and Zhang Ziwen clearly fell for it. This was his fatal flaw, because he was indeed a bit of a womanizer.

Wu Min took the glass naturally. It seemed like this was what he should do. She took a small sip, her posture elegant
: "As long as what you say is true, I'll believe it. Didn't I believe you the first two times?" Wu Min gave
an example; it wasn't that she hadn't believed him.

Zhang Ziwen smiled. What Wu Min said was true; she was principled. He suddenly felt that even if he told her,
it wouldn't a big deal. Perhaps she could keep it a secret for him.

The two found a seat by the floor-to-ceiling window. It was relatively quiet here, and they could see the beautiful night view
of both sides of . This dazzling night view might really harmonize the atmosphere between this bickering couple. At least
when he sat facing her, he was still quite calm...

...You...you can tell me now, right?" Wu Min withdrew her beautiful eyes from looking out the window and looked at Zhang Ziwen opposite her.
There were still faint marks on his cheek from the hard blow she had made.

Zhang Ziwen glanced at her, sighed, and said, "Actually, I already said this when I was leaning against that railing earlier
. Tonight, I mainly came here to find someone. This person is very important to my business."

"When did you start doing business?" "How come I didn't know?" Wu Min knew he couldn't stay at Xin'ao Group any
longer, but she'd never heard him mention his business dealings.

"He hasn't been doing this for long, it's not surprising you don't know," Zhang Ziwen thought to himself.
What does ? Do I have to report my business dealings to the police? Suddenly, a thought struck him. He was perceptive; he
'd gleaned information from Wu Min that the police seemed to have given up monitoring him. Otherwise, they would have known about his company. The National Security
Bureau was probably about to withdraw as well. Thinking this, Zhang Ziwen felt a sense of relief; being constantly
watched by the government wasn't such a big deal.

"Then…who are you looking for tonight? And what's it about?" Wu Min blushed.
She'd definitely made a mistake with her question earlier. He wasn't anyone to her; he had no obligation to tell her about his business dealings.

"I'm looking for Mayor Wu. The project I'm working on happens to be under his jurisdiction, but unfortunately, I haven't seen him all night." Zhang Ziwen
finished speaking, glancing at her, thinking to himself, "I've been bothered by you all night. "

After listening to him, Wu Min's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange look. She didn't reply, seemingly lost in thought. Zhang
Ziwen happened to notice her strange look, and a thought suddenly struck him. Mayor Wu, Wu Min also shared the surname Wu, and her family
was hospitalized in the high-ranking officials' villa on Garden Street… Damn, what a coincidence! Zhang Ziwen's head throbbed.

"Xiao Min, what are you doing here? I had no idea where you were looking." A deep male voice rang out,
followed by a middle-aged man coming into view.

"Dad… are you finished with your business?" Wu Min stood up, her beautiful eyes quickly glancing at Zhang Ziwen, who seemed
a little stunned.

"This gentleman… is he your friend? Aren't you going to introduce him to your father?" The middle-aged man smiled, his gaze fixed on
Zhang Ziwen.

Zhang Ziwen quickly stood up and extended his hand: "Hello, Zhang Ziwen." With sword-
like eyebrows, straight eyes and nose, sharply defined lips, and sharp yet intelligent eyes, he appeared to be around 47 or 48 years old. His features bore a slight resemblance to Wu Min's
, a striking resemblance. His fair skin and extraordinary demeanor exuded an air of distinction;
Zhang Ziwen could vaguely guess his identity from his bearing.

"Zhang Ziwen, haha, a good name." The middle-aged man grasped his hand firmly, Zhang Ziwen
feeling the strength of his grip. This was a man of great authority, Zhang Ziwen sensed from his firm handshake.

"Dad, please sit down." Wu Min turned to offer him a seat.

"Haha, no, I still have some business to discuss with the foreign businessmen. You can go back first later. I just came here... "
"Say hello to you." While speaking to Wu Min, the middle-aged man's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ziwen.
He couldn't help but glance at the young man, who was hiding in such a quiet place with his precious daughter. Fortunately, the young man seemed composed and
had clear eyes; he didn't appear too bad.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit and glasses approached and said to Wu Min's father,
"Mayor Wu. The car is ready."

Mayor Wu? Wu Tianhao? Damn, is he really this girl's father? He hadn't seen a single word of
Mayor in front of him. Unfortunately, the mayor seemed very busy, and he didn't have a chance to chat with him. Zhang Ziwen felt
a little disappointed.

"Alright, Xiaomin, Dad will take his leave now. Do you need a car to pick you up tonight?" Wu Tianhao smiled
at his precious daughter.

"...No need, I can manage on my own." "Wu Min finished speaking and glanced at Zhang Ziwen.

She understood; Wu Tianhao's eyes were sharp, and Wu Min's delicate appearance hadn't escaped his notice. Then, Wu Tianhao
smiled at Zhang Ziwen and said, "Young man, let's chat another time. Hehe, I'll have to trouble you with her getting home tonight
." Wu Tianhao knew his daughter too well. With her personality, no one could sit in front of her for more than five
minutes . Look how long these two young people have been together! This young man is no simpleton; he's managed to hold out this long.

"Dad... don't say anymore... you should go now." Wu Min, of course, understood the implication in his words. She gave
a soft, reproachful laugh, her face flushed, feeling incredibly embarrassed. Her father constantly urged her to find a boyfriend; how could he be like this?
He wanted to bring every guy he could get his hands on home.

"Hehe, alright, alright, I won't say anymore. Dad won't bother you, I'll be going now..."

Wu Tianhao smiled broadly. He had always worried about his precious daughter's marriage. She was in her mid-twenties,
not young anymore and still didn't have a boyfriend. He'd introduced her to many men, many of them handsome and talented, but she hadn't
taken a liking to any of them. He knew his daughter's personality well; she was always cold and aloof, making it difficult to get close to her. Wu Tianhao was
helpless against her, and he didn't dare pressure her constantly—this girl's temper was unpredictable. Now, however, she had actually
taken a liking to someone. This young man seemed quite good at first glance; he would get to know him better later. He was confident in his judgment.
A parent's heart is always full of love and concern. Wu Tianhao had already begun to scheme against this seemingly good young man...
…

Wu Tianhao left, his expression enigmatic as he departed, leaving the man and woman staring at each other, each lost in their own thoughts.
Zhang Ziwen was troubled that Wu Tianhao was Wu Min's father, while Wu Min was embarrassed by the unspoken implication of her father's words.
The atmosphere between them was now somewhat subtle and awkward.

“…I didn't expect the person I was looking for was your father,” Zhang Ziwen broke the silence. He sighed inwardly
, utterly dejected. Well, it was hopeless.

“That's because you're stupid. You knew his surname was Wu, yet you still took me home. If you couldn't even guess that, what else could it be but stupidity?” Wu
Min rolled her eyes at him, secretly amused by his dejected expression. She knew why he was so frustrated. “I
'm not a genius, not that easy to guess. You don't have ‘Mayor's Daughter’ written on your forehead.” Zhang Ziwen was stubborn on the surface, but
inwardly he admitted he was indeed stupid. He truly hadn't guessed that the mayor's daughter would be her. He always thought
that the daughters of high-ranking officials would be well-bred and refined, the kind who were knowledgeable
and courteous. While Wu Min did have the air of a well-bred lady tonight, her personality was anything but refined and courteous. It was normal to have misjudged her, Zhang Ziwen consoled himself.

"Now you know the person you're looking for is my father, so you'd better tell me the truth. Humph, now I need to find out your purpose in seeing my father tonight, lest you have ulterior motives." Wu Min's tone was fierce, but a barely perceptible smile
flickered in her beautiful eyes . "What ulterior motives do I have?" Zhang Ziwen said with a wry smile, "It's all about the project he's in charge of. Don't think of me as that bad, okay? I'm a legitimate businessman now." Zhang Ziwen immediately told Wu Min the whole story about why he had come to the club that evening. She was the mayor 's beloved daughter, so it was fine to tell her about the project. Since he was dealing with her father, she would find out sooner or later; it was better to make things clear to avoid this girl getting entangled with him. "Heh... are you serious? A project worth hundreds of millions? Do you really have the capability? I really don't believe it," Wu Min thought, though she still had doubts about his abilities. "I have an investor behind me, the boss of Adiya. I came in with her tonight. Funding is not a problem at all . If you don't believe me, fine." Zhang Ziwen was annoyed by her smiling face. As long as a beautiful woman didn't shed a tear , his fighting spirit would rise instantly. The Adiya Club was famous in Zhonghai City. According to the gatekeeper, the owner was a very beautiful woman, and there were even more gossipy rumors that this beautiful woman was related to a European royal family, with a special and mysterious identity. Wu Min had certainly heard of these things, but how could this guy be related to a woman with such a mysterious background? But then she thought again, this guy had been involved in countless strange things. He even had a passionate phone conversation with a big star; it wouldn't be surprising if a couple more strange things happened to him. Wu Min was now quite used to his mysterious and unpredictable nature, coupled with his bizarre and utterly unlucky streak. "Alright, you get impatient after just a few words. Fine, I'll believe you, okay? I'll ask my dad when I get home if he cares about this. But let me make this clear first: you can't bribe me or do anything else underhanded. If you're thinking of that, you might as well give up now. I'm too lazy to even ask." Wu Min didn't understand why she had said those words so smoothly, as if it were an obligation. She was a little annoyed that she hadn't thought before she spoke... Chapter 115 Heart-to-Heart Contact After Wu Min finished speaking, Zhang Ziwen was dumbfounded. Even a fool could understand what she was saying. Her tone clearly indicated that she wanted to help him, at least to get some useful information. With her help, it would be perfect. Tonight's harvest could be quite substantial. No way, Zhang Ziwen was skeptical. He now realized that he really didn't understand women. Women were a blind spot for him, a complete blind spot. "Don't look at me like that, okay? You don't believe me, do you? Humph, I already believe you, and you're still like this?" Wu Min's coquettishness almost made Zhang Ziwen faint. He could only nod now, his heart both confused and happy. How could he not believe her? He would believe her even if she sold him out... "What are you two chatting about with such good interest?" A pleasant voice rang out, followed by an intoxicating fragrance—a familiar scent, and a voice that could kill. Zhang Ziwen's expression became slightly unnatural. Who else but He Li could make him look so fearful? Because he sensed the unfriendly tone in He Li's voice. With that tone...

His days were definitely going to be tough.

"...Big sister." Zhang Ziwen stood up. "This is Wu Min, you should have met her before."

"Of course I have." He Li glared at him, then greeted Wu Min warmly, "Hello, beautiful lady,
I'm his older sister, I'm taking my little brother home." He Li smiled sweetly, but her tone was one of veiled disapproval.

Wu Min smiled. "...Then you two siblings should go back first, I won't keep you any longer."

"...Big sister, I still have something to say, can I leave later?" Zhang Ziwen's voice was a little soft.
Wu Min agreed to help, but just as she was about to confirm, He Li interrupted. This pretty older sister was probably thinking of something else,
Zhang Ziwen thought anxiously.

"No, what if Xiao Shu goes home alone? She'll be scared. Can you bear to let your girlfriend be
scared alone at home? Going back early is for your own good." He Li's tone left no room for argument, bringing up the obedient Tang Shu to remind him,
while also making sure Wu Min heard.

"Zhang...Ziwen, you and your sister go back first. I'll call you later," Wu Min
said to him with a smile, though it was a somewhat forced smile. Xiao Shu? That's the pretty girl, right? A sudden
unease crept into her heart.

Zhang Ziwen sighed helplessly. He Li had clearly misunderstood his relationship with Wu Min.
He didn't want to embarrass Wu Min, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll
take you home first." Mayor Wu hadn't forgotten to remind him to take her home before leaving.

Wu Min initially wanted to say no, but then thought better of it and agreed to his offer. This guy seemed quite afraid
of this so-called older sister. She also wanted to get to know He Li better, despite her own
strange feelings.

Zhang Ziwen's kindness was met with He Li's retaliation. Daring to see off a beautiful woman in front of him, she
wouldn't hold back in her punishment. As she sat down next to Zhang Ziwen with a coquettish smile... Her slender, jade-like hands accurately
found the familiar spot on her lower back, then rotated 180 degrees, all done silently
. Pain shot through Zhang Ziwen; he gasped several times. He had no choice but to accept his fate; tonight, he was destined to be the man most vulnerable…
…

Tang Ying appeared, surrounded by gentlemen and ladies. She gracefully withdrew from the group, a noble and elegant smile on her beautiful
face . She walked elegantly to the three women. After Zhang Ziwen's introduction, Wu Min felt
a slight tremor. She was the legendary beautiful woman, the noble and mysterious woman. Faced with Tang Ying,
a woman innate jealousy seemed to have no effect; her unparalleled elegance captivated Wu Min… …

Zhang Ziwen suddenly became the dazzling star of the bankers' club. Three beautiful women accompanied him
through . The gentlemen here seemed to know the backgrounds of two of them: one was the noble and mysterious Tang
Ying, and the other was the mayor's daughter. The identity of the other stunning beauty was unknown, but her graceful and beautiful
demeanor suggested a similarly high social status. Because the two very influential beauties seemed to treat He Li with great
respect , what was the background of this young man? He was probably more than just a close friend of an Arab sheikh, wasn't he
? Some gentlemen who had exchanged a few pleasantries with him began to have doubts. In that instant, Zhang Ziwen's name
was officially registered at the Bankers' Club. Unbeknownst to him, he had successfully entered
high society. It was an unintended consequence. If he had known that a few beautiful women could achieve this effect, he
wouldn't have had to work so hard, engaging in such thankless boasting, and thus avoiding so much unnecessary trouble…
…

Black Phantom, Mercedes 500SL The Hummer convoy, Tang Ying's long procession, drove smoothly through green lights all the way to Garden Street.
Even Wu Min, who was used to seeing big scenes, was amazed. She wasn't currently speculating about Tang Ying's legends;
instead, she was extremely curious about Zhang Ziwen. Everything that had happened to this guy was so unexpected.
She would never have imagined that this guy, who had once worked as a sex masseur and was even caught by her own hands, would be putting on such a
show . She had investigated his background, but the ending was always unexpected. The thug she saw
was transforming. She was curious, she wanted to understand, she was interested in this despicable guy, and she secretly decided to
keep an eye on him…

She would contact him if she had any news. Zhang Ziwen received this result. Wu Min's promise before getting out of the car made him
secretly happy. Although he was seriously injured tonight, it had a perfect ending, which was worthwhile.

At this moment, he was sincerely grateful to Tang Ying for taking him to the Bankers' Club. She disliked those superficial social gatherings, and
Zhang Ziwen could sense it. Now, besides gratitude, he couldn't do anything for her, which was also his most painful
thing.

The car was parked in the parking lot. When Tang Ying saw Zhang Ziwen's dilapidated Santana,
a hint of reproach flashed in her beautiful eyes. People who do important things don't even care about their image; she couldn't understand Zhang Ziwen's casualness.
Zhang Ziwen's face flushed red at her criticism. He truly believed a car was just a means of transportation. He had thought about buying a new house and
a new office, but hadn't considered buying a new car. He admired Tang Ying and said he would buy a new car as soon as he got back.

Tang Ying rolled her eyes at him, then greeted the bodyguards outside. Soon, a BMW 745II pulled up next to
the black Phantom. A snow-white body with a black license plate—this car cost 1.15 million yuan in China; enough to flaunt status.
Tang Ying had thought things through carefully. She didn't get him a Rolls-Royce; she only drove this BMW briefly before tossing
it . Her garage was overflowing with top-of-the-line cars,
so she figured it was just sitting there anyway. Giving him one to play with was a bit of a shock to Zhang Ziwen himself, given Tang Ying's apparent affection for him…

The car was fast and smooth, the interior luxurious. Zhang Ziwen felt great driving his new ride. His old Santana
had been taken to the junkyard by Tang Ying's bodyguards. Even though it was a beat-up car, throwing it away still stung a little.

"…Does your back still hurt?" He Li's tone was apologetic. Knowing Wu Min's identity, she felt
guilty about her brother's motives for being with Wu Min.

"It hurts. Of course it hurts, you were really rough with me." Zhang Ziwen seized the opportunity to complain after being exonerated
.

"I…I'm sorry…I thought…" He Li stammered.

"You thought I was messing with pretty girls, huh? Do you think I'm that lecherous?" He knew he was lecherous. But
he would never admit it to He Li, because the consequences would be severe.

"Am I... have I been ruining things for you? I... I hate myself so much..." He Li's voice seemed
a little choked up.

The voice prompt wasn't right. Zhang Ziwen turned his head and glanced at her. Good heavens, her beautiful eyes were brimming with tears. They were about to
overflow. What had happened? Zhang Ziwen quickly pulled the car over to the side of the road.

He took out a tissue; a few tears already clung to her beautiful face. He gently wiped them away for her:
"Don't overthink it. I don't blame you at all." His heart ached.

“…Sometimes…I feel a bit superfluous…You’re older now…more sensible…your career
is starting to improve…and you’ve met Sister Ying…she’s very capable and a great help to you, while I…have always
been a hindrance …I hate myself so much…” He Li’s beautiful eyes gazed out the window. Her unreasonable behavior today, coupled with
Tang Ying’s influence, made her feel powerless. She couldn’t help him and only added to his troubles. He Li felt a pang of
sadness. Perhaps…it really was time for him to become independent…

She spoke softly, her pitiful appearance bringing tears to Zhang Ziwen’s eyes, especially
the words “feeling a bit superfluous,” which suffocated him. He Li would forever remain in his heart… There was nothing superfluous about it.
If he lost her one day, he didn't know what he would become. He was afraid to hear her say
such things, so afraid...

He leaned down and gently hugged her, pressing his face against her cheek and gently stroking it: "...Sister, don't
talk nonsense. You are the closest person to me in this world. No one can replace you in my heart. Remember my words, you
are the most important person in my life. Without you, there is no me. Promise me... Never say such things again.
My heart will ache, it will ache so much... Promise me, we will never be separated in this life, never ever be separated..."
His arms around her became strong and powerful, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly leave him.

Zhang Ziwen's words were deeply moving, and He Li was touched. Tears streamed down her face as she returned his
embrace , holding his broad shoulders. His shoulders felt solid, and she feared losing him; without him, she didn't know
if she could live. They embraced silently, a deep and affectionate embrace, both immersed
in . They made a vow in their hearts: never to be separated for the rest of their lives… "…Okay…
go back." He Li left his embrace, small marks still visible on her beautiful face, traces of happy tears.

Zhang Ziwen smiled; she had recovered her composure. He felt relieved. The embrace had created
a spiritual connection between them. He kissed her cheek, wiping away her tears. "You…you tormenting bad guy," He Li gently pushed him away, a little embarrassed

by her uncontrollable tears . "Hehe... Who told you to get stuck with me? I'm going to torment you for the rest of your life." Zhang Ziwen felt greatly relieved. He Li's coquettish tone swept away his fear. With that tone, she reverted to her former fiery self; she was still his beautiful older sister. "Hmph, you want to get married, and I want to marry someone else. You wish you could torment me for the rest of my life." He Li rolled her eyes at him. "Can't I not get married? I won't get married either. It'll just be the two of us, relying on each other." Zhang Ziwen grinned, though he secretly didn't want her to get married. "Fine, I won't marry you, hmph, then you better not flirt with other women outside..." He Li replied quickly. She hadn't really considered marriage, but then she remembered something and continued, "...No, I won't marry you, but you have to get married. You're the only son in the Zhang family. If you don't get married and have children, the old lady will jump out and scold me. I won't take that blame. Xiao Shu is good, you must marry her for me. I like that girl. If you don't marry her, see how I deal with you." "Okay, sister, you decide. Whoever you say you want to marry, I'll marry." Zhang Ziwen was overjoyed. He only listened to one sentence: she said she wouldn't marry him. "Look at how happy you are. Let me warn you first, you have to treat Xiao Shu well. As for other women, like Wu Min, you can only have a business relationship with her. Don't have any wild thoughts." He Li had a feeling that Wu Min and he were not simple , so she had to warn her in advance. "That's no problem. She has nothing to do with me, hehe." "Zhang Ziwen answered readily. Wu Min was very beautiful, beautiful enough to make his heart flutter, he didn't deny that, but this girl had always been indifferent to him, and he never even considered going that far. "...Sister Ying is a good person, I can tell she's genuinely good to you, you must repay her well in the future." He Li, seemingly under some kind of spell cast by Tang Ying, actually spoke well of her. "That's right, Sister Ying is really good, I've always been grateful to her, without her, my career wouldn't have developed so quickly." Seeing that He Li didn't object to his contact with Tang Ying, Zhang Ziwen was overjoyed. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way...where did you two go for a while? I looked everywhere but couldn't find you." "Why ask so many questions? Don't ask so many questions about women's affairs." He Li's face flushed slightly, but she couldn't help but say , "...You don't know, Sister Ying's skin is really good, hee...The lingerie she's wearing is so sexy, I can't help but want to hug her..." As she said this, He Li's face almost turned bright red, and the image of Tang Ying in sexy lingerie . While He Li's mind was filled with fantasies, Zhang Ziwen's wasn't much better off. The scene of Tang Ying's revealing outfit in the bedroom echoed in his mind, his body began to heat up, and his lower body began to stir; he was aroused ... "Hee...Do you know how old she is? 38, I can't believe it, she really takes such good care of herself." He Li's tone was full of envy... Chapter 116 Passion in the Dark "...Not quite 30, I guess." Zhang Ziwen replied, he was very curious about Tang Ying's age. "Hee...I knew you wouldn't guess, she's...Never mind, a woman's age is a secret, I won't tell you." "He Li suddenly thought of something and quickly stopped herself. Damn, isn't this just teasing us? Zhang Ziwen felt a tickle in his heart. A woman's age is a secret? Who the hell made up this stupid rule? Zhang Ziwen cursed the guy who made this inhumane rule in his heart. When he got home, Tang Shu wasn't back. It seemed she was staying at school tonight. Home was much warmer. Zhang Ziwen plopped down on the bed. The bed was soft and comfortable. He was too lazy to move. He was willing to stay in He Li's little living room forever. Lying on the bed, he dozed off. He was very tired... "Slap!" A loud slap, his buttocks were bruised. Zhang Ziwen knew without thinking that it was He Li. She liked to hit first and then talk. "Aren't you going to take a shower? Do you need a beating? You want to stay in bed without even washing your face and feet." He Li said fiercely.

She had just finished showering and changed into a silk nightgown, slightly see-through, revealing glimpses of her underwear—
a subtly sexy look.

Zhang Ziwen, still a little drowsy, was wide awake. He sniffed, quickly got up, and slipped into the bathroom. He
dared not look at He Li too long; she was too sexy, too alluring. At his prime, he sometimes
couldn't help but have impure thoughts in the face of someone so beautiful and sexy.

After a shower, he came out with a towel wrapped around his waist, feeling incredibly comfortable. Now, he wasn't
sleepy at all. He leaned back on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and took a satisfying drag, thinking about
his gains . He felt quite content. He had a feeling that Wu Min would help him. Being with her was always
safe, as long as she could provide useful information. Or perhaps she could give him a chance to get close to her father, to get
insider information from higher-ups—that was much better than messing around outside…

The door opened slightly; it was the bedroom door. He Li came out and saw Zhang Ziwen sitting on the sofa, smoking.
She paused slightly, slightly surprised.

"...Still not asleep?" He Li sat down beside him, bringing with her a fragrant scent. Zhang Ziwen hadn't turned on the light;
the living room dimly lit, only revealing silhouettes and the flickering cigarette butt.

"Yeah, I can't sleep after taking a shower." Zhang Ziwen inhaled her fragrance. He was growing increasingly fond of
her scent.

"Hehe...you're not thinking about Xiao Shu, are you? I can't sleep well without her." He Li
's face suddenly flushed slightly, though Zhang Ziwen couldn't see it in the dim light.

"I do miss her a little. I've gotten used to being with her these past few days, and not seeing her for a night really leaves me feeling a bit empty."
He Li's mention of their little darling stirred a wave of tenderness in Zhang Ziwen's heart.

"Hmph, don't put it so nicely. What habit? A hug every day is fine, but I've been telling you to...
you know... with her for ages, but you insisted on playing innocent, making me worry she'd fly away." He Li finished speaking, her face turning bright red. Tonight
was a good opportunity to wake him up, and she didn't care about being shy anymore.

"...What does this have to do with anything... My career is just starting... It's... not the right time yet." Zhang Ziwen's
face turned red; he hadn't expected He Li to suddenly bring this up.

"Not the right time yet? What do you mean by 'right time'? Do you have to wait until you've made millions before you're willing? Do women
need so many thoughts when it comes to sex? I'm really fed up with you." He Li was very dissatisfied with his answer. Career and sex were
completely unrelated.

"...I... I'm just afraid of wronging her. I want to wait until my career is better before I properly
marry her." Zhang Ziwen sensed He Li's dissatisfaction and had to explain.

"That's not how you put it..." He Li moved closer to her, her breath sweet and fragrant, "...Let me tell you, marrying
her is one thing, and...that...thing...is another. Only when you've slept together will your relationship be stronger."
He Li spoke with difficulty, a little breathless, finding it somewhat embarrassing to talk about such things.

"...This...this should be done naturally, you make it sound so easy." Zhang Ziwen spat,
feeling his arm brush against her firm breasts, her fragrance seeping into him,
a fire burning in his lower abdomen

. "Don't pretend, do you think I don't know? On your sofa at home, hmph, you almost got your hands on her
." He Li had once tricked Tang Shu into revealing some secrets; the little girl had become familiar with her and confided in her.

"How did you know?" Zhang Ziwen felt extremely uncomfortable, her soft body pressed too close.

"Never mind that, let me tell you, you'd better hurry up, I'll give you both the bed, hee... I gave her
several sets of sexy lingerie, don't miss the chance to feast your eyes..." He Li thought to herself, "Oh no!" In her excitement,
she became increasingly explicit. Her face was flushed, her heart was pounding, and her body was a little hot. Only then did she realize how close
she was to him. He had just showered and still smelled of shower gel, which was very pleasant. She was actually reluctant
to leave his body. The thin silk nightgown couldn't hide the feeling of her pressed against him, especially her
two cute, sensitive nipples, now shyly erect, and she could clearly feel the hardness of his arm muscles...

Zhang Ziwen felt a little dizzy and lightheaded. His mind was in a mess. He Li's words were too ambiguous, too stimulating. He could clearly feel the sensitive changes in her
body parts, and he could also feel the changes in his own private parts. Intensely, the image of their kiss flashed through his
mind —a frenzied, suffocating kiss. He had already tasted her sweetness, he
had savored the pleasure, and he longed to relive that intoxicating moment. He had this urge…

Their voices suddenly stopped. The living room was dark and quiet; only
the heartbeats She was a sexy, mature woman, while he was a passionate young man in the prime of his youth.
At this moment, both of them seemed to be moved by passion. He Li's body grew softer and hotter; she felt uncomfortable…

Zhang Ziwen's hand caressed her slender waist, soft and boneless to the touch. The instant he touched her, her delicate body
trembled sensitively, a captivating tremor that also aroused his desire. His lips searched her face,
seeking that sweet, warm touch… She wanted to dodge; her breathing was a little erratic, but she couldn't suppress the desire in her heart.
Her fragrant lips slid down his cheek, seemingly accidentally brushing against the lips she was searching for. Touch,
stillness, a firm embrace, their lips parted slightly, feeling each other's breath. Their tongues began
to explore , lightly touch, tease, until finally intertwining, from a light taste to passion to madness. The man and woman on the sofa kissed
passionately, inseparable, their positions shifting, their bodies entwined…

He Li lay back on the sofa, Zhang Ziwen pressing down on her delicate body, his head buried in her
chest , her breasts heaving rapidly. Her panting clearly reached his ears, he inhaled her
fragrance with fascination, he used his cheek to feel her fullness, gently rubbing and caressing… His hand quietly
slipped under her nightgown, touching her smooth, delicate thighs, he stroked them, sometimes heavily, sometimes lightly…

He Li's body writhed, unable to resist his stimulation, his movements sometimes gentle, sometimes fervent. His hands
roamed freely over her body, one already reaching her peak, the other
lingering around the forbidden zone. He would finally conquer that sacred place, his touch clumsy, hesitant, and timid,
yet this subtle teasing was driving her to the brink of collapse. The electric pleasure, the intense
stimulation, had her in a daze, her mind powerless to resist. No…no…please don’t…it can’t be… She
felt his hand slide to that shameful place. God, how could this be? Her body trembled violently.
She felt herself sinking deeper and deeper, trapped in the mire of desire from which she could not extricate herself…

Zhang Ziwen’s breathing became heavy, his hand truly caressing her forbidden zone, a little hot… a little
damp… This was the first time he had truly felt a woman’s secret with his hand, a very strange feeling. Through her thin,
cicada-wing-like panties, his fingers couldn’t help but twitch… He could hardly bear the extremely tempting stimulation, so
soft and slippery…

“Mmm… no…” Under the intense stimulation of his demonic hand, He Li couldn’t suppress her voice, a
heart-stirring murmur… This delicate voice was very aphrodisiac, making him bolder. His hand hooked
the edge of her panties, gently pulling it down. His mind only wanted to break down her last line of defense. He had already lost all lust. The dark
sofa fueled his lust. The person beneath him was a woman, a beautiful and sexy woman. He had long since
lost control of his thoughts. He only wanted to taste the most wonderful moment in the world, the moment he had longed for. His downward hooking
hand became more and more urgent, her… His buttocks were pressed against the small silk stockings, unable to slide down. His hand moved up, he
was hinting, hinting to the person beneath him to give him a handy…

Perhaps stimulated by his teasing, He Li's body twisted and lifted slightly. That was enough, more than enough.
The moment her buttocks left the sofa, the pitifully small silk stockings on her body were in his hand, exuding a seductive
fragrance. Her lower body was completely defenseless, a cool, refreshing expanse…

His bath towel had long since slipped to the side. He wasn't wearing underwear, and that crucial place was already throbbing, already
urging him on, very swollen, very uncomfortable. This guy who never obeyed his commands seemed to want… She
needed a safe haven. He pressed down on her, spreading her legs…

Things had spiraled out of control. He Li was terrified, yet the physical pleasure made her crave
his tenderness. She couldn't control her desires. Now, he was ready to pounce, he was taking advantage of her.
She could feel his hardness, his touch… She wanted to welcome him, but she was terrified of this moment. Had her chastity, maintained
for over 20 years, been destroyed by this wicked man? Her reserve and shyness made her
body twist and turn, trying to evade him. She wanted to linger a little longer, even just a little while…

He was on the verge of collapse. The woman beneath him was writhing and trying to escape. The strange sensations made his blood boil.
His body was so soft, her skin so smooth and slippery. The fragrant sweat on her body stimulated his nerves. He was going
crazy . Being a novice with a woman, he couldn't find the right spot. He had absolutely no experience in this area. Just
when he thought he was on the right track, her writhing body deftly slid in the wrong direction again. His most sensitive spot
could only linger, rub, and rub against her forbidden zone, over and over again, the stimulation constantly intensifying. This time, he couldn't
withstand such stimulation. The person below him was writhing, panting, and moaning, seemingly responding to his passion. He was
burning with intense, unparalleled pleasure, like an electric current striking him. He couldn't resist; he couldn't endure it any longer.
Blood rushed to his head, his ears rang, and he let out a muffled groan of pleasure. He pressed down on her
tightly, his lower body pressed firmly against her forbidden zone. His body was convulsing, his vital parts leaping joyfully… gushing…

She felt him reach his peak. In his muffled groans of pleasure, his body seemed to want to merge with hers
. She was… His passion ignited, her arms wrapped around him, he released, she felt the slippery sensation on her lower abdomen,
her legs wrapped around his waist, he couldn't penetrate her forbidden zone, she could only use her body to envelop his
final peak of passion, his release simultaneously igniting her own fire, she moaned, panted, responding to
his final rough caresses, she detonated her peak at the last moment, an incomparably wonderful electric pleasure, she let out
a soul-stirring high-pitched moan, her body tensed and trembled instantly...

The panting in the darkness gradually subsided, the passion slowly faded, releasing the final burst of passion Zhang Ziwen felt
exhausted, so tired. He was frustrated, he felt like a failure. He hadn't been able to reach the place he longed for most.
Even now, he hadn't completed his true baptism of passion. That warmth seemed so far away, just a hair's breadth away.
That place that captivated him had only given him a superficial glimpse. He had experienced
the failure of an inexperienced man in the throes of extreme excitement—a complete failure…

He Li nestled in his naked arms, her thighs still wrapped around him. She felt safe now. She could feel
his lower body being obedient and docile; that naughty thing wouldn't cause trouble for the time being. He Li's beautiful eyes gazed at him,
at the man who had almost made her a real woman. Thankfully, he hadn't held out until the crucial moment; she
had almost given in to him. She felt fortunate and happy. Her body's contact with him had brought him to
the peak of desire, and she was willing to give everything for him…

Chapter 117 Business Opportunity Emerges.

The deed was done, and He Li, her passion fading, wanted to control this absurd situation. She couldn't continue down this
path of error. He belonged to Tang Shu; He Li hadn't forgotten that. She was now clear-headed, and
it was her duty to remind him…

“…Xiao Wen.” He Li pressed her soft lips to his ear.

“Mmm…” Zhang Ziwen, exhausted, made a nasal sound; he was too lazy to speak.

“…From now on…we can't do this again…”

“Why?” Zhang Ziwen was puzzled.

“…Don't ask why. I'll forget about tonight, as if it never happened. Remember, your woman
is Xiao Shu, not me. I'm just your sister, always your sister…” He Li said softly,
noticing the resentment in Zhang Ziwen's eyes.

“But…we…” Zhang Ziwen was a little anxious. He wanted to say something, but He Li gently interrupted him:
“I know what you want to say. Don’t say anything more. It’s decided. If you do this again, I’ll be angry. Forget about
tonight , okay? I promise you, I won’t get married, I won’t let other men touch me. I belong to you, but
remember, you can’t do what you did tonight, okay? Listen to your sister, okay?” He Li’s voice was unusually gentle, but her tone was also very
firm.

Zhang Ziwen stared at her, trying to read the meaning of regret in her beautiful eyes, but he failed. Her eyes were
firm, and he had to respect her decision. He could only sigh helplessly, but he had to confirm one thing:
“…Then…then you have to promise me that no matter what, you can’t leave me. Even if we have a new
house have to live with me. I don’t want to lose you. I want you to take care of me for the rest of my life. Can you promise me?”
This was Zhang Ziwen’s expectation, and also his desire. After tonight, he would never allow anyone who had been intimate with him to…
He was afraid of losing her, afraid of her leaving him.

"...I promise you. Humph, little monkey, I'll take care of you for life. If you misbehave, I'll give you a
good spanking." He Li was deeply moved. She didn't want to leave him either; she couldn't live without him.
She loved him deeply, and only tonight did she realize the depth of her feelings. But she wouldn't be selfish; she wouldn't ruin his
happiness. She had been used to sacrificing for him for so many years. Even if it meant giving her life, she would. She
kissed his forehead deeply—a kiss that was a promise made in the words just spoken, a promise that would never change...

The company has been extremely busy lately. Besides the significant increase in the company's own business, Liang Ling's temporary
public relations team has been working hard to secure land for bidding projects, with good results.
The advertising locations in the commercial center and key areas have been basically identified, and the exact number of units to be placed in the market is accurate. In particular, the advertising prices in prime locations have been thoroughly analyzed. Zhang Ziwen greatly admired
the dedication of the three female public relations staff in the second department . Manager Liu Xiaofei's work was progressing well. He had submitted data on competitors, revealing fifteen advertising companies bidding for prime locations along major roads, most of them of average strength. The prime advertising spots in commercial centers and plazas had long been targeted by large companies. Whoever secured these spots would own the prices were undoubtedly exorbitant. Therefore, the bidding was primarily driven by large, powerful companies. Liu Xiaofei had identified four companies: Liu's, Xin'ao, Wanguan, and Fengrui. Zhang Ziwen was aware of the strength of the first two companies, and their leaders were his arch-rivals. Liu Xiaofei explained that the latter two were top-tier advertising companies in China Overseas, also involved in media advertising. Securing prime locations like CCTV or other well-known spots would be extremely difficult. Liu's and Xin'ao were conglomerates with subsidiaries involved in advertising, and with their deep pockets, they could potentially . Wanguan and Fengrui were professional advertising companies that already owned some prime advertising spaces in China Overseas, all acquired through bidding. They had considerable experience in bidding, so securing a few good spots shouldn't be too difficult. After analysis, Zhang Ziwen's creative company was still the weakest, lacking any experience. They had funds now, but the other side wouldn't be any less. A direct confrontation might not be enough to win. This was a sealed bid, and they had . Now they were waiting for news from Wu Min. If they could get in touch with Mayor Wu and secure his covert support, reserving a few good advertising spots would be fantastic. The idea was good, but Zhang Ziwen wasn't optimistic. Wu Min had already warned him that bribery might not work… Tang Ying had called to inquire about the situation, and Zhang Ziwen had truly witnessed her decisiveness, feeling ashamed of his own complacent attitude. According to Tang Ying, if they were going to compete, they should fight for every single advertising spot in Jiangbei District, leaving none behind, or give up. She hoped Zhang Ziwen would show that kind of courage, and that he didn't need to doing it. Tang Ying's words had a significant impact on Zhang Ziwen. A woman could speak with such boldness and confidently invest a large sum of money in him—was he, as a man, less capable than a woman? Zhang Ziwen's fighting spirit was ignited . The spacious office, luxuriously decorated, was Zhang Ziwen's new office. Leaning back in his leather office chair, he now truly felt like a company CEO. Everything here was designed and decorated to the standards of a large corporation. The floor was carpeted, and the walls were adorned with modern abstract paintings that Tang Shu had bought from an art gallery, adding an artistic touch to his luxurious office. Zhang Ziwen didn't understand abstract art, but it looked harmonious in his office and didn't bother him. He used these strange lines to cultivate his taste. Zhang Ziwen smoked a cigarette. Two more days passed, and there was less than a month left until the bidding. Wu Min's call hadn't come yet. Zhang Ziwen could only remain calm and wait patiently. He didn't urge her; he believed Wu Min would call him. He treated it like an undercover operation, and he had the patience. He wanted to strike decisively. Tang Shu, after a flurry of activity outside, brought back more accurate information. Zhang Ziwen admired the information she brought back was sure to be useful. Mayor Wu's project in charge was only the commercial center project in Jiangbei District. His authority only extended to the location of the commercial center and plaza; all other areas were managed , with the district head controlling all other advertising projects. Tang Shu also told Zhang Ziwen something that worried him : several powerful companies seemed to be making moves. Mayor Wu had already met with the heads of the Liu Group and the Xin'ao Group . Zhang Ziwen knew without guessing that it was related to the bidding. Why hadn't that damned Wu Min called yet? The phone on the table rang, and Zhang Ziwen's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was thinking about that damned girl, the phone rang. He calmed himself and waited for it to ring three times before answering. "Hello, I'm looking for Zhang Ziwen. Is he here?" A man's voice came from the other end. The voice was loud and direct; Zhang Ziwen recognized it. "Hello, this is Zhang Ziwen. May I ask who you are?" It wasn't Wu Min, and Zhang Ziwen was slightly disappointed. "Hehe, it's me, Long San. Did I disturb you?" Long San's smile was rather refined, but Zhang Ziwen still found it grating; he seemed to have a naturally loud voice. "How could I disturb you? Hehe, how did you get my number?" Zhang Ziwen responded with a smile; he had a good impression of Long San. "Finding you wasn't difficult. Don't forget, our Black Dragon Society has messed with you. But don't worry, no . Now you're very famous in the underworld. Even I, the chairman of the Black Dragon Society, have to owe you a debt of gratitude. Who would dare to provoke you? Hahahaha." Long San laughed heartily, causing Zhang Ziwen to hold the phone three inches away from his ear—it was too loud. After he finished laughing, Zhang Ziwen chuckled, "Hehe...you're the president now, congratulations!" "Why congratulate me? It's all thanks to you, you're the one who should be congratulating me." "...Congratulate me? I don't want to be your president, hehe, I can't accept that." Zhang Ziwen joked. "Damn, even if you wanted to, I wouldn't do it, hehe." Long San laughed and cursed, then continued, "By the way , let's get down to business. Don't you run some advertising company? I'm having an advertising space bidding process in my area. I'll get you some, so you can make a little money, as a way of thanking you for saving my life." Long San spoke frankly, but Zhang Ziwen's heart was pounding. Damn, it's so easy for him, get some? Damn, Zhang...

Ziwen sensed a connection and his tone became calmer: "Where are you now? I'll come over and talk to you."

"I'm in Jiangbei. I was just thinking of seeing you too. We haven't been in touch since that night. I miss you, brother,
hehe ..." Judging from Long San's laughter, he seemed very willing to meet Zhang Ziwen: "Here's what we'll do: I'll go to the Grand Fortune Hotel and wait
for you. I'll book a private room. When you get there, just mention my name, Long San, and the waiter will naturally take you to me."

"Alright, I'm off now. See you later." Zhang Ziwen hung up the phone, let out a sigh of relief. It felt good;
that night in Jiangbei District hadn't been a waste of time. The fight had actually turned out well. At the same time, he felt very tired. If he had to
choose again, he definitely wouldn't want to go into business. Back in the army, no matter what happened, his expression
wouldn't change. Now, even a business deal that was barely started could make his heart race with just a phone call. He was getting a little
impatient . The business world truly is like a battlefield, but even on the battlefield, you wouldn't have a racing heart; at most, your blood would boil a
little. Zhang Ziwen thought to himself, it seems he still needs to hone his business acumen. He can't stay this calm
forever. The BMW

pulled up directly in front of the Grand Fortune Restaurant. Zhang Ziwen got out, took
the license plate , and the valet parked the car for him. Upon entering, Zhang Ziwen announced Long San's name, and the attendant immediately switched to
the duty manager. The manager was extremely respectful, bowing
and ; it seemed Long San had considerable influence here.

Taking the elevator to the fourth floor, the corridor was lined with private rooms. Zhang Ziwen found the place utterly tacky
; the decor was antique-style, the colors either bright red or bright green, and there were surround sound systems playing
pop music. Who was this guy? What a place! This place gives off the vibe of a gangster's hideout.
The people passing by in the corridor are either burly and strong or have
menacing faces. Their hairstyles are basically the same: bald heads and crew cuts are always a common theme in the underworld. Their demeanor is definitely that of a gangster with a thuggish air.

Turning a corner, at the end, you can see a wide door. Several men in black suits stand outside,
all with crew cuts and fierce expressions, like guards. When Zhang Ziwen approaches, these
men in suits actually bow to him and respectfully call out, "Brother Wen." One of them even quickly
opens the door for him, showing great courtesy.

Zhang Ziwen smiled at them, thinking it must have been arranged by Long San. Little did he know that two of them had witnessed his power
firsthand and were Long San's former subordinates. Influenced by these two thugs, the
men's respect was genuine. In the underworld, people respected those even more ruthless than themselves, someone who could single-handedly take on the Black Dragon Society.
Who else had such courage? They had no choice but to admire him. Zhang Ziwen's name was known throughout the underworld; he had created a
legend he just didn't know it.

When Long San saw him enter, his face beamed with joy. Without saying a word, he gave Zhang Ziwen a bear hug.
The warmth was almost overwhelming for Zhang Ziwen. While Zhang Ziwen wasn't particularly fond of the underworld,
Long San was an exception. This guy seemed a bit different, possessing a sense of justice; otherwise, he wouldn't have tried so hard to stop
the chairman from dealing drugs, almost losing his life in the process. For that reason alone, Zhang Ziwen didn't mind
dealing with someone of his status. "

By the way, where's Long Wu?" "Where's he?" Zhang Ziwen also had a good impression of Bald Long Wu.

"He went to the brothel in Sutang Town. I'll have him come see you when he comes back. My fifth brother really
admires you, hehe."

"We're friends now, no need for such formalities." Zhang Ziwen smiled. Long Wu's
fists were hard; he almost couldn't withstand them when they fought.

"Okay, okay, brother, what would you like to drink? Remy Martin? Martell? Or Napoleon?"
People in the underworld are particular about using foreign liquor to entertain friends, especially the kind with an "X" and an "O".

"How about tea? I'd like some tea to soothe my throat right now." Zhang Ziwen declined his offer.
Drinking with these big shots would surely make him drunk, and he didn't want to delay his business.

Long San paused slightly, then readily agreed, "Sure, brother, anything is fine, just tea. Top-grade
Da Hong Pao, I have plenty here, drink as much as you want." "Long San is incredibly arrogant. This is the champion of Wuyi Mountain tea, a renowned and rare
variety, and he treats it like plain water? Zhang Ziwen finds it somewhat amusing. It's quite something. No wonder
the underworld loves violence; apparently, they like everything to be associated with blood, even tea has to have the word 'red' in it..."

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