The tragedy begins when you first enter university.

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The summer of 2008 was Zhang Ge's happiest time. She had just turned nineteen when she received her acceptance letter to the Physics Department of S University. How much she had suffered to get into university! Not only did she suffer, but her parents, both middle school teachers, also suffered. Besides teaching, they had to provide comprehensive tutoring for her. It wasn't that she lacked talent, but rather that she was too beautiful. From middle school onwards, boys frequently pursued her. If her parents hadn't been strict and demanding, she probably would have been easily swayed by boys, let alone been able to get into university.
S University was more than ten miles from home, built at the foot of a small hill on the outskirts of the city. She boarded at the university, and her parents stipulated that she must return home on weekends. Facing this new life, she was so excited and happy. She vowed in her heart to study hard!
She was a very introverted girl, and even when she returned home on weekends, she didn't talk about the chaos at school. She never missed a class, studying diligently and doing her homework. However, she fell into confusion, unable to shake off the restlessness and sense of loss in her heart. Gradually, she lost enthusiasm for her studies.
Three months after starting school, she went home for the weekend. When she arrived, her parents looked worried. It turned out her grandmother in the countryside was ill and had telegraphed her mother asking for 8,000 yuan, but they couldn't afford it.
Her parents' combined monthly income, including bonuses, was less than 5,000 yuan, and they always struggled to make ends meet. They didn't have a refrigerator, and their television was an old black-and-white one; now that she was boarding at school, her monthly food expenses were at least 800 yuan. After understanding the situation, Gezi felt very sad. "Dad, Mom, starting next month, I'll come home for meals every day, which will save a lot of money," Gezi suddenly said.
"What did you say? Don't worry about money, just focus on your studies. What's the point of studying if you keep running back and forth every day?" "Then I'll become a tutor." "Nonsense!" Her mother was angry, and even her usually mild-mannered father's face darkened. Gezi lowered her head and went into her small, six-square-meter room. Tears streamed down her face. "I'm all grown up now, I must be self-reliant! I must share the burden of my family!" Dove told herself this moment, determined to work as a tutor while studying hard, to ease her parents' worries. However, she never imagined that this would be the beginning of her downfall!
Back
at school, she went to the student council's tutoring center. A tall boy with glasses greeted her. "Student ID!" The tall boy glanced at her, his face flushing. The girl before him was stunningly beautiful, a perfect 1.65 meters tall, with delicate oval faces adorned with two shallow dimples, large, clear eyes like autumn water, a ponytail reaching her waist, and a slender waist that accentuated her already developed breasts—truly a bright and beautiful young woman. The boy said something and then looked away. Noticing his awkwardness, her face also began to burn. She took out her student ID and placed it on the desk, her eyes fixed on the floor.
"You're already tutoring right after starting school?" The boy immediately perked up after seeing her student ID. "My family has financial difficulties." She took a deep breath and looked up at the boy. "First-year schoolwork is demanding; you need to think this through." "I came here after thinking it through." "Are you sure you can handle it?" "My college entrance exam score was thirty points above the cutoff." "I'm asking if you can teach students. Those little rascals aren't easy to deal with; they're either naturally slow-witted or inherently unruly. Otherwise, why would they need private tutors?" "I know that." Actually, she hadn't even considered that aspect.
"You know? You were a tutor before you went to university? Then I'll have to ask you for some advice. I also did poorly on my college entrance exam, scoring fifty points above the cutoff. I would have been qualified for Tsinghua or Peking University, but I lacked confidence and applied to S University instead. I was fooled by my own family. After getting into S University, I wanted to tutor, but I was rejected twice. I didn't have the patience, so I switched to working for the center, running around and making connections." She could tell that the boy was trying to get closer to her. Secretly pleased with herself, she still said coldly, "Tell me, are there any openings?" "Yes, but you're not suitable." "Why?" "A high school senior wants a physics tutor, probably around your age. If you go to tutor him, you'll only make things worse." "Why do you say that?" "I mean well. Which boy doesn't fall in love, which girl doesn't dream of romance? This secret was discovered by Goethe, I'm sure you know it. Since your college entrance exam score is thirty points higher than the school's admission line, you should know that it's too risky for a pretty girl like you to tutor a boy. I'm not saying your defenses aren't strong; I can see they're fortified. But you should know that many boys can't control themselves and will cause trouble." Hearing this, her face flushed again. What defenses, fortified defenses? He'd just met them and he was already talking nonsense. "Thank you for your kindness, I'm not afraid." "Listen to me, come back in a few days." Even so, she was afraid to tutor that boy, yet unwilling to be controlled by him. "I wonder when I'll have a suitable student to tutor? What if there isn't one next time I come?" "Okay, I'll let you know when there is. Please leave your dormitory address." "Girls' Dormitory 3, Room 205." She turned and left, her heart pounding. Three days later, in the evening, she had just finished showering in her dormitory when the tall boy came looking for her. The six girls in the dormitory were all doing their own thing. The door was pushed open, and the boy stood at the door, hesitant to come in.
"Who are you looking for?" "Zhang Ge." The girls giggled, clearly assuming the boy was Zhang Ge's boyfriend. Her face flushed red. She had no choice but to leave the room. "Got any news?" "Yes, a junior high girl's house." The boy wrote the tutoring address on a piece of paper, stuffed it into Zhang Ge's hand, and ran away. Gone was the carefree attitude he had in the student council office; it was as if these girls were going to devour him. "Zhang Ge, why don't you invite him in?" "That boy is so handsome, is he your high school classmate?" "Are you afraid we'll steal him away if you don't let him in?" Zhang Ge entered the room clutching the note, and the girls started joking around. Zhang Ge's face burned, and her heart raced. "What nonsense are you talking about!" She tried to shut the girls up. "Tell me the truth, what's your name? Where do you live?" The girls demanded answers. What could she say? She knew nothing. But she didn't want them to know she was secretly tutoring, so she made up a lie, saying, "It's an acquaintance who asked me to do something." "Why are you being so evasive about asking you to do something?" "Is it an invitation to go out tonight?" "Can you unfold the love letter so everyone can see it?" Unable to convince them, she simply stopped arguing. "Anyway, I don't have any friends, believe it or not." She didn't unfold the note for them to see. Now, the thought
of actually tutoring a student made her nervous. She didn't know who the student was, or how to tutor them. She had no choice but to earnestly recall how her teachers had taught her in middle school. At noon, she went to the school bookstore and bought a physics textbook for the second year of junior high. She reviewed it that evening and decided to visit him the next day to arrange a meeting.
The bell rang for the end of evening self-study, and she packed her bag and left the classroom. She hadn't gone far when someone called her softly.
She turned around and saw a tall boy; her heart skipped a beat. What did he want with her now? "What is it?" "Say it over here." The boy walked to a tree by the roadside. She hesitated for a moment, then walked towards him. She stopped three feet away from him. "What's up?" "Did you go?" "Not yet, I was planning to go tomorrow at noon." "I went there at noon today and found that family. Good heavens, they have a three-story villa, and they're millionaires. I didn't go in. I asked around among the neighbors, and the head of the household is in his forties, runs a clothing business, and owns two cars. You'd better not go to that kind of family." She hadn't expected this boy to secretly go and find out about her situation, and she was very grateful. She was quite pleased with herself; it seemed she had captivated the boy. However, she needed money, desperately needed to be independent, and she didn't believe the boy's opinion.
"Why can't you go? Just because he's too rich?" "Exactly. In China these days, most people who are too rich aren't good people, and their money isn't earned honestly. They have low levels of education, and once they have money, they do bad things."
Last year, a girl went to tutor a wealthy family and was almost raped by the homeowner. "Why don't you wait a few more days, until you find a suitable family?" Hearing about being raped while tutoring really terrified her. Influenced by her family, Zhang Ge was particularly nervous about such things. But she didn't want this boy to look down on her, so she said, "I'm not afraid. Besides, not everyone is that bad." "Don't be so naive. You can't trust rich people." "Can I trust people without money?" This retort was powerful, leaving the boy speechless. Yes, if a poor person is of bad character, they will be even more unscrupulous in cheating others. "Are you really not afraid?" "No." Actually, she wasn't confident. If something really happened in a place like this, she would be completely helpless. But since she had already said it, she had to put on a brave face. "But I'm worried." The boy's voice trembled as he said this.
A warm feeling welled up inside her, and she wanted to hear the boy continue, but he remained silent. The streetlights filtered through the treetops, sounding like rain, and she could almost hear the sound of rain hitting the leaves. She deliberately teased the boy, saying, "Why are you worried about me going?" "Precisely because it's you going." "Why?" "I don't know." "What's your name?" "Wu Kexiong." "What grade are you in?" "I started a year earlier than you." So, it turned out this boy was only in his second year, first semester. What was he trying to prove by acting like a big shot in front of her? But she wasn't in the mood to laugh. She wanted to leave immediately, but her legs wouldn't move. She was speechless. The boy was even more anxious than she was, his body swaying nervously. After swaying for a while, he finally managed to utter a sentence. "I've thought of an idea. Don't blame me for intentionally offending you, but you must wait until I finish before judging whether it's good or bad." "Go ahead." She didn't know what the boy had come up with, her heart pounding in her throat. "It's like this, I'll take you tomorrow, and the homeowner will definitely think I'm your boyfriend. I'm not short, so it'll have some intimidating effect. If you don't object, I'll accompany you every time, and I won't ask for a single penny." The boy seemed to have done something wrong, his breath growing increasingly short. She truly didn't know what to do. Her pride demanded she refuse the boy's protection, and besides, meeting him was too accidental and too short a time; yet, she liked him, and she was genuinely afraid of going to such a house alone. However, if she agreed to his offer, wouldn't they be giving others ammunition to gossip about it? Wouldn't her parents be furious if word got back to her? Besides, could she accept his protection without a reason? "Thank you, but this isn't right..." "Are you afraid of gossip? That's easy, we won't go together, we'll just meet at their door at a set time each time." The boy suddenly found courage and insisted on sticking to his guns. Like a knight from the Western Middle Ages, his chivalrous spirit was somewhat comical. Although she still insisted, "This...isn't right..." her expression clearly showed she had agreed. "It's settled then, we'll leave after lunch tomorrow. It'll take half an hour by bus and transfers, we can't delay." The boy was now completely manly, a display that pleased her, and she finally acquiesced.
The
next day at noon, Wu Kexiong brought Zhang Ge to the millionaire's house. The two were immediately taken aback by the luxurious atmosphere of the room upon entering. Passing through a red-carpeted hallway, they were led by a housekeeper in her forties to a small reception room on the second floor.
The room was air-conditioned and cool. Two reproduction oil paintings hung on the beige walls, fresh flowers adorned the coffee table, and the green carpet resembled a spring lawn. The two sat awkwardly on the sofa. Zhang Ge noticed the housekeeper glance at her dusty plastic sandals, and she felt a pang of guilt. She had dirtied the carpet, and now she was having second thoughts; teaching students in such a lavish home felt too oppressive.
The housekeeper poured them tea and said, "You didn't call beforehand. Mr. Hu is entertaining guests at the hotel. He'll be home in an hour and a half. Please wait a moment." The housekeeper then prepared to leave, but Wu Kexiong said, "We have classes this afternoon and need to transfer." The housekeeper glanced at her watch and said, "Then I'll contact Mr. Hu again." She went out to the corridor to make a call, and returned shortly after, saying,
"Mr. Hu said he'll be home in fifty minutes. Please wait a moment. After we meet, he'll send a car to take you back to school, ensuring you don't miss your classes." The two were stunned. Send a car to take them? It seemed Mr. Hu placed great importance on his children's education.
"If Mr. Hu isn't here, we can talk to his wife," Wu Kexiong gradually regained his confidence. The housekeeper said, "Mrs. Hu is on vacation in Lushan and hasn't returned yet." The housekeeper smiled intentionally as she said this. "Can we meet the student first?" "Miss is taking a nap." Zhang Ge couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Even the way rich people address their daughters had changed. A junior high student, yet the servants and butler had to address her as "Miss." Did she also get driven to and from school?
Less than fifty minutes later, the head of the household arrived. He was a rather burly middle-aged man with a dark face and a scar the size of a coin on his forehead. His appearance was somewhat intimidating, but he was well-dressed and tall. It was clear that he was learning to be refined after becoming wealthy. He spoke directly and without any formalities. "Who teaches you?" "Me." Zhang Ge was very nervous and quickly took out her student ID, but the other party waved her hand to stop her. "No need to see any documents, I believe you can teach well." The millionaire looked at Wu Kexiong, who never looked directly at Zhang Ge.
"Outside, people call me Hu the Millionaire, the servants at home call me Mr. Hu, and those who hate that I've become rich call me Hu the Scarface behind my back. What do you call me?" Wu Kexiong and Zhang Ge couldn't help but laugh. "We call you Mr. Hu," Wu Kexiong said. "I'm not worthy. I only graduated from primary school, you are university students, you are teachers. How can you call me teacher?" Wu Kexiong didn't know what the other party meant by saying this, but insisted on calling him Mr. Hu. Zhang Ge couldn't bring herself to say it, she smiled with her lips pursed, she only wanted to call him Hu the Scarface. "How much do you charge per hour?" "Forty yuan." "Too low, teaching my child, two hundred yuan per hour." "Oh no, professors only charge one hundred yuan per hour." Zhang Ge was pleasantly surprised, she never expected Hu the Scarface to raise the price so high on his own. She was afraid there was something fishy going on.
"I don't care about professors, teaching my child, that's the price. I'll give you a bonus if you teach well." Hu the Scarface was rich and powerful, perhaps deliberately showing off in front of these poor university students. Wu Kexiong winked at Zhang Ge: He's rich, two hundred it is! Zhang Ge no longer refused. "How should the teaching schedule be arranged?" Wu Kexiong asked. Hu Bazi replied, "She has classes during the day, so it can only be between 8 and 9 pm." "How many classes per week?" "That's entirely up to the teacher." "How about ten times a month?" "Okay." Zhang Ge listened to Wu Kexiong and Hu Bazi's conversation, her heart filled with excitement. Ten classes a month, that's two thousand yuan! Not much less than her mother's salary, so she could partially support herself! Of course, this would interfere with her evening self-study time, but she could make up for it by squeezing in time.
"Butler, call Miss to meet the teacher." Hu Bazi finally gave Zhang Ge a proper look. A moment later, the butler brought in a girl of about thirteen or fourteen. "Call her Teacher Zhang." "Teacher Zhang." The girl seemed still half asleep. "Alright, go wash your face, and have the driver take her here quickly." The butler then led the girl away. "
Teacher Zhang, how many classes do you plan to schedule this month?" "I haven't..." Zhang Ge was unsure. "Ten times it is," Scarface Hu said, making the decision for her without hesitation. Scarface Hu pulled several crisp hundred-yuan bills from his suit pocket and placed them on the coffee table in front of Zhang Ge. "No, I haven't even started teaching yet." "Take it. I'm going to Shanghai tomorrow. After I finish my business, I need to go to Lushan to pick up my wife. I won't be back until the middle of next month.
I'm entrusting the child to you."
She had no choice but to accept. Wu Kexiong was happy for Zhang Ge; this was a top-notch tutor! Everything went smoothly, unusually smoothly. The car drove away, and Zhang Ge took out the large bills to give one to Wu Kenan. Wu Kexiong's expression immediately changed. "What do you take me for?" "I feel uneasy doing this alone." "What is this?" "Don't make me owe you a favor." "You have nothing to offer me." "This..." "You need to prepare tonight; it officially starts tomorrow night." "Are you still coming with me?" "Of course." "I'm a little nervous..." "If you'd like, let's meet at eight o'clock tonight and discuss it." "Where?" "How about the school garden?" "Okay." Zhang Ge agreed without hesitation. She was only eighteen, had never lived independently, and had never interacted with society alone. She needed Wu Kexiong's help. Everything today was arranged by Wu Kexiong; she was merely the one reaping the rewards. She was genuinely grateful to this boy who had helped her. If he liked her, let him like her. As long as her parents didn't know, as long as they didn't cross any lines, what was there to be afraid of?
October in the south was still sweltering. Zhang Ge sneaked into the school garden. Wu Kexiong was already waiting for her. As soon as he entered the garden, he approached her and led her to a secluded corner. Her heart pounded. Around her were couples in love, some kissing, some cuddling, and even more outrageous, upperclassmen were making out in the woods. She looked up at him, and he was looking at her too. Their eyes met, a spark flying. She hurriedly lowered her head, her heart pounding. She felt him getting closer, and just as she was about to back away, he suddenly embraced her. She struggled frantically, "No, no," she kept saying, but when his lips pressed against hers, she twisted a few times but couldn't break free, so she gave up resisting.
From
that day on, Zhang Ge truly stepped into a completely new world. She felt incredibly lucky and happy. She completely shook off the loneliness and despair of her previous state, and in her eyes, the world suddenly became full of hope and joy. She went to Hu Bazi's house three times a week, leaving at 7 pm each time and arriving at school at 10 pm. She would spend some time intimately with Wu Kexiong in the depths of the garden before returning to her dormitory to rest. Her roommates, of course, assumed she was completely immersed in a romantic relationship, and she didn't argue.
She always went with Wu Kexiong, pretending not to know him, so no one noticed. Once inside Hu Bazi's house, Wu Kexiong would wait for her on the sofa in the large living room on the ground floor while watching TV. She would then go up to the third-floor female student's room for tutoring. The female student was surprisingly honest and enjoyed her company, confiding her troubles to her. She told Zhang Ge that her biological mother had divorced her father, and her father only allowed her to visit her mother once a month. Her father's new stepmother was only ten years older than her, an actress in a Yue opera troupe, and they had been married for three years but refused to have children. The housekeeper was her father's distant cousin, and the cook was the daughter of the household head from when her father was sent to the countryside. Her father was always busy with business and rarely came home; when he did, he had to entertain guests. She had no one to play with. She didn't like her new mother or the housekeeper, so she sometimes went to play with the cook; but the cook was a middle-aged woman from the countryside, and playing with her was boring. After tutoring her children, the two girls would talk about everything. Zhang
Ge suddenly felt lucky; she had the best parents in the world. Her family was poor, but she felt very comfortable at home. Of course, she now had a new dilemma: she was secretly dating, defying her parents' rules.
Every weekend when she went home, her parents would ask about her studies, and she could only lie and say she was being very strict. On the other hand, she really was being very strict; she had to attend classes, complete homework, tutor, and date—her time was already suffocating. She could appease her parents while remaining calm inside. She tutored to ease their burden, but now that she had earned money, she dared not give it to them, dared not tell them, fearing that if it were exposed, her parents would be angry and forbid her from tutoring anymore. She could only deposit all the money in the bank, not touching a single penny, thinking she would wait until second grade, perhaps then her parents' minds would be more open.
"Pigeon, let's go up the mountain." After returning from Hu Bazi's house, Wu Kexiong suggested to Zhang Ge. "Why go up the mountain?" She knew what he meant. Lately, he'd been increasingly audacious, his mouth and hands repeatedly breaching her boundaries, even touching her breasts. She had to hold her last line of defense; she couldn't let him break through.
"The woods are too close to the dorms; your dorm girls might see us." "No way." "Let's go." She was still pulled up the mountain by Wu Kexiong. The campus was built at the foot of the mountain; a hundred meters up and they were in the mountain. When they arrived, some couples were already hiding in the bushes, doing what they wanted, their alluring sounds rising and falling.
They had just stopped by a clump of bushes when Wu Kexiong tightly embraced Zhang Ge, his tongue darting into her mouth, searching for hers, making her weak and unable to stand. Wu Kexiong then laid her down on the grass, lifted her skirt, and began groping her inner thighs. Zhang Ge's cheeks burned, and her lower body felt warm and throbbing. Wu Kexiong ran his hand along her inner thigh to her panties, finding them soaked through. The dark, forbidden triangle of her genitals was faintly visible in the moonlight. Wu Kexiong could no longer control himself. He rolled over, pressing Zhang Ge down in a deep kiss, lifting her long skirt with one hand while the other slipped inside her panties along her smooth abdomen.
"No!" Zhang Ge felt the invading fingers boldly attacking her private parts and quickly squeezed her legs together. "Why?" Unable to find a way in, Wu Kexiong frantically tried to pull down her panties, but she gripped them tightly, refusing to let him.
"Gezi, I love you, I'll die, please let me…" Wu Kexiong dared not force her, pleading softly.
"No!" "It really is just a touch."
"We'll get married after graduation, we'll talk about it then." "Why waste this precious time?" "No!" She couldn't explain why; she simply refused! Although her heart stirred with a longing to unveil the mystery of life, she refused! She was a good child, always obedient to her parents. This last line of defense was one she couldn't abandon. No matter how open others were, she couldn't be open about this; it was her life! Zhang Ge abruptly pushed Wu Kexiong away.
"Gezi, it's all my fault!" she said firmly, leaving Wu Kexiong no choice but to give in. He got up, sat on the grass, and repeatedly punched his head. She quickly grabbed his hands, preventing him from hitting himself. She wanted to tell him: Kexiong, please forgive me. I love you, and I want to too, but I'm only eighteen, only in my first year of school; you're only twenty, only in your second year. I will always belong to you. Please wait patiently; it will only be two or three years! But she couldn't bring herself to say these words; she was a shy girl, not good with words. She gasped,
"Never again!"
"I don't know, I don't know how I lost my mind." This was Wu Kexiong's first love. He grew up in an intellectual family; his parents both worked at a design institute in another city. Her resistance made him feel ashamed and unable to look her in the eye. "Gezi, I'm afraid I can't go to Hu Bazi's house with you on Wednesday and Friday nights. My uncle is coming from Beijing, and I need to accompany him. Can you go alone?" "No problem." Indeed, it was no problem. Zhang Ge was now familiar with the Hu family and got along well with the female student.
Hu Bazi was out, and his wife wasn't home either, so it was very quiet.
"See you on Saturday night."
"You forgot? I have to go home on Saturday night." " So we
can only meet on Monday night?" "Yes."
"That's too long, five nights."
"Five days is nothing!" Zhang Ge felt she had been a bit too harsh on Wu Kexiong. She pulled his hand around her waist and gently kissed him.
On Wednesday evening, Zhang Ge went to Hu Bazi's house alone. The housekeeper asked why her boyfriend hadn't come, and she said he had been busy these past few days. Seeing that she was alone, the housekeeper worried about her getting home late and insisted on sending her home. She was very grateful. On Friday evening, she arrived a little earlier, but the female student wasn't there; the cook had taken her to a pop star concert. The housekeeper hoped she could wait for the student to return to class, and then she would send her back to school. She agreed without hesitation, because the offer was too high, and the housekeeper was so polite; she couldn't not try her best to fulfill her responsibility.
The housekeeper led Zhang Ge to a lounge on the second floor. This lounge not only had air conditioning but also a color TV and a VCR. The sofa was exceptionally large, and the coffee table was made of brass, gleaming brightly. How much money must this have cost? She was truly shocked by the owner's wealth. "Would you like tea or coffee?" the housekeeper asked, turning on the television.
"Coffee," she replied, having never had coffee before and wanting to try it. A little while later, the housekeeper brought in a cup of coffee. After the housekeeper left, she watched TV while drinking her coffee. As she watched, her eyelids gradually drooped. She thought, "The students haven't returned yet, so I'll just rest for a bit." She lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.
She saw Wu Kexiong in her dream. Wu Kexiong wanted to have sex with her again, and she actually agreed. She would die of shame, or die of happiness. But suddenly, a piercing pain woke her up. She opened her eyes and was terrified. She had been stripped naked, and the tall, burly, naked Hu Bazi was on top of her, moving around. Her legs were firmly held in the back of her legs by two iron-like hands, her thighs were pressed 180 degrees, almost level with her body. Zhang Ge watched helplessly as Hu Bazi's thick, dark penis entered her private parts. Her hymen had already been torn by the large glans, and the hard penis was still desperately pushing in. She felt like she had suddenly died, unable to even scream, and tears streamed down her face.
Seeing that she was awake, Hu Bazi became even more aroused. He thrust his penis all the way in and then pulled it out violently. The thick glans repeatedly scraped against the newly torn wound on her hymen. Zhang Ge groaned in pain, her lower body spasming and her legs stiffening. Hu Bazi's mountain-like body pressed down on her, forcibly spreading her legs. With a "squelch," his glans reached deep into her clitoris, causing Zhang Ge's body to ache unbearably. She struggled, trying to protect her most tender parts from the wanton invasion of his huge penis, but Hu Bazi was like a piston running at full speed, frantically ravaging her while saying, "Miss Zhang, don't scream, don't cry. I like you so much. As long as you're willing, I will definitely marry you after you graduate from university! Whatever you want, I will give you." She didn't hear what Hu Bazi said after that. The frenzied thrusting made her faint from the pain. She didn't know when she woke up. When she did, she found that Hu Bazi was gone, and a stack of banknotes lay beside her. Only the housekeeper was sitting nearby. Now, everything seemed meaningless to her; she felt only shame and despair in her life, and all she wanted was to die. However, the criminals, to escape punishment, wouldn't allow her to die. The housekeeper tried her best to persuade her, finding all sorts of compelling reasons why she shouldn't die.
"You mustn't try to kill yourself. Didn't you say you were your parents' only daughter? If you die, how will your parents live?" Her heart broke. She regretted not listening to her parents! She couldn't die! She couldn't let her parents know she had been violated. "Don't go to the police station to report it either. If it gets out, your reputation will be ruined. How will you face people then?" It seemed she had no choice but to endure the humiliation, but how could she live like this? She loved Ke Xiong, but would Ke Xiong still love her? She had no right to love him anymore!
"Miss, don't take this too seriously. Women often experience these things. Aren't there college students selling themselves these days? I just scolded him, and he regretted it. He shouldn't have acted impulsively and assaulted you. He had some urgent business to attend to today and came back from Shanghai..." She listened, speechless, unable to utter a word. She didn't know what to do, how to go on living. She felt that if she died, she would be worthless.
"Miss, you can't leave tonight. Stay here overnight, and he won't dare assault you again." Where could she go? She had been ruined by Scarface; she had nowhere to go. Could she face her classmates at school now? Could she face Kexiong? Go home? Absolutely not. How could her parents live after seeing her raped like this?
"Stay here tonight and think things through. Once you've thought it through, you'll be able to go back with confidence and won't give anyone away." "Here's five thousand yuan as compensation; please accept it for now. He still hopes you'll continue teaching, and you can come only once a week, five hundred yuan per hour. He promises he won't molest you again." At this moment, the door was gently pushed open. Scarface Hu walked in. The housekeeper immediately left the room. Seeing the housekeeper leave, Scarface Hu suddenly knelt before her, pleading, "Miss Zhang, I deserve to die, I'm so sorry. But I truly love you. My current wife is an actress; although she's only twenty-four, she only wants my money and won't have any children. She
just wants to swindle my money and run away… If you value me, I'll definitely dump her and marry you. If you don't want to, I won't force you, but I still hope you'll stay with me.
I'm a businessman; I speak frankly. You've already slept with me…" "It's over. Once is just sleeping together, twice is also just sleeping together; you give me pleasure, I give you money. With money, you can study abroad at your own expense, or you'll have a livelihood even if you don't go abroad or work. You have to think about it, I'm not a completely bad person. If it were someone else, sleeping with you and then kicking you out, what could you do?" She shuddered at this point. Yes, even if Scarface Hu raped her tonight and didn't give her a penny, kicking her out the door, what could she do to him? Could she disregard her reputation and report him to the police?
"Miss Zhang, even if I beg you, this is the first time I've ever done this, I've never knelt before anyone before, you have to say something!" She just lowered her head, covered her face, and wept.
"Alright, let me offer you another price. If you only come four times a month, the tuition is two hundred yuan; if you're willing to accompany me, it's two thousand yuan per time. That way, you can earn nine thousand yuan a month, which is one hundred thousand yuan a year. As long as you're happy, I'll also give you some gifts. So, you can actually earn around one hundred and fifty thousand yuan a year, or even more. Think about it carefully tonight." Scarface Hu got up from the ground and sat opposite her. She hadn't expected to be so valuable. No wonder some college students were willing to become prostitutes. Now, with just a nod, her monthly income was higher than several professors' salaries.
The thought of being further violated by this despicable man disgusted her. But he had already violated her; what chastity or self-respect did she have left in front of him? She couldn't die. She should live for her parents' sake, to repay their kindness in raising her. Suddenly, she made a firm decision, crying in her heart: "Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, but I have no other choice. I have to squeeze this bastard out of you so you can live a comfortable life."
She had indeed made up her mind. If she hadn't been violated, even a million dollars wouldn't have tempted her.
But now that she was ruined, she had no choice but to give up. She became enraged, straightening her back amidst death and humiliation.
"Scarface, I don't want anything, I want you back my virginity!" Scarface hadn't expected this girl, who had been constantly weeping, to suddenly become fearless; he was startled. "Miss Zhang, what's done is done. Try to think positively; everything else is negotiable!" He had originally intended to settle for five thousand dollars, which was as easy for him as five dollars for an average person. It seemed he had underestimated this girl. He was determined to really spend money; he didn't want her to report him to the police. Even if she wasn't executed, a ten-year sentence was entirely possible. How much money would he earn in ten years? Besides, he couldn't bear to part with this angelic college student; he wanted to continue enjoying the delicious taste of her youth. "Give me back my virginity!" Zhang Ge only said these words, her eyes blazing with fury.
"Miss Zhang, please calm down. Please wait a moment." Scarface Hu left the room and quickly returned with a black handbag. "Miss Zhang, this is all the cash I have at home. Here is 15,000, plus the 5,000 the housekeeper brought earlier, making a total of 20,000. I've already made a mistake, and there's no going back. From now on, when you come to teach students, I'll always pick you up and drop you off by car; if you're willing to spend time with me, it'll be 3,000 yuan per hour each time. I'm a businessman..." Zhang Ge hadn't expected him to produce 20,000 yuan at once. 20,000 yuan—she had never seen so much money before. What could she do now? She only regretted not letting Ke Xiong possess her that day, and letting this ugly man defile her first.
Seeing that she was no longer silent, Scarface Hu gently leaned closer, pulled her into his arms, and then laid her down on the sofa. She didn't move; she considered herself dead, letting him do as he pleased. Confused, Hu Bazi couldn't control himself when he pried open her labia and saw her pink vulva. He forcibly penetrated her without any foreplay, violently ravaging her until Zhang Ge fainted from the pain. Hu Bazi himself was also too excited and ejaculated after only a few thrusts in her tight vagina. While Zhang Ge was unconscious and cleaning her genitals, Hu Bazi finally got a good look at her lower body. Zhang Ge was not only beautiful, but also had a standard "baozi" vulva. Her full and smooth labia majora tightly wrapped her two pink labia minora. The small peach blossom opening in the middle was slightly open from being violated, with a few strands of virgin blood hanging on it, and the cloudy white semen inside was vaguely visible. This girl's body was truly flawless. Hu Bazi was aroused and lay down on her lower body, pried open her vulva, and kissed it again and again.
While Zhang Ge was awake, Hu Bazi wanted to savor her slowly. He first turned her face, which was desperately trying to dodge, and then pressed his mouth against her cherry lips, sticking his tongue inside. Zhang Ge clenched her teeth, refusing to let him break through. Hu Bazi had no choice but to compromise, bending down to suckle her breasts repeatedly. He then reached down to her lower body and touched her, pinching her clitoris with two fingers and probing her vagina with his middle finger. His rough fingers disturbed the tear in her hymen, and Zhang Ge couldn't help but cry out in pain, "No!" and forcefully pushed his arm away.
Seeing that she couldn't stand the direct foreplay with his fingers, Hu Bazi lifted her by the ankle and dragged her buttocks to the edge of the sofa. He knelt between her legs and kissed her tender inner thighs, pubic hair, and even her anus, all around her vulva. Finally, he took her clitoris in his mouth, parted her labia with his tongue, and gently licked and teased her. His tongue kept teasing and pressing on her clitoris. Zhang Ge was, after all, a young woman just beginning to experience love. Despite her disgust, the way Hu Bazi licked her most sensitive spot made her react. Her vulva glistened and a puddle of fluid flowed out. Hu Bazi moved closer to her vulva to suck the fluid. Smelling the unique fragrance of a virgin, his penis became erect again. He dipped the glans in the fluid and pounced on her, unleashing his lust.
The effects of the drug on Zhang Ge had worn off, and the wound on her hymen was being repeatedly pounded, causing her legs to tremble uncontrollably with pain. Hu Bazi, completely ignoring her painful spasms and pitiful moans, relentlessly thrust into her every time. Even the sturdy leather sofa couldn't withstand the immense force of Hu Bazi's beastly body, creaking under the pressure. Zhang Ge's tight, slippery vagina gripped Hu Bazi's thick penis, making a "gurgling" sound with each thrust, accompanied by the "slapping" sound of Hu Bazi's testicles against her vulva. The lewd sounds excited Hu Bazi, causing his scarred face to flush red: "So comfortable, so slippery and tight, I'll fuck you to death!" Zhang Ge, filled with shame, closed her eyes, large tears continuously dripping onto the sofa. Scarface Hu wouldn't let it go. He lifted her head and forced her to look at the place where they had been joined together. The semen he had ejaculated inside her had been squeezed out by his frenzied thrusting, mixed with her own vaginal fluids, churned into white foam, and smeared all over her disheveled pubic hair and swollen vulva. Seeing the sacred place of her chastity, which she had guarded for eighteen years and should have reserved for her lover, ravaged like this, and the thought of being destroyed overnight and turned into a prostitute, Zhang Ge's inner pain was more intense than the physical pain. She silently endured the bestial act, tears streaming down her face.

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