Rebirth of a Mysterious City of Desire (Part Two)

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The Second Zhang Chongyue's Virginity-Breaking Training
December 31st, evening. Fang Yulong, invited by Long Jiaojiao, attended the Cangnan alumni association meeting.
There weren't many Cangnan students studying at Lingnan University, and such an event was held every year at the end of the year to allow newcomers to get to know
other Cangnan alumni, perhaps even helping each other in the future. This was Fang Yulong's first time attending this alumni association meeting.
Because of his past rejection of Zhang Chongyue, some people knew of Fang Yulong, and
were surprised to see him attending with Long Jiaojiao. It turned out the former "celebrity" Fang Yulong was from Cangnan.
After dinner, Fang Yulong accompanied Long Jiaojiao on a walk back to the school from the small restaurant. Long Jiaojiao asked Fang Yulong
why some of the fellow villagers laughed when they heard his name, and what the phrase "You're that Fang Yulong" meant. Fang
Yulong frankly told Long Jiaojiao about how he had been rejected by Zhang Chongyue and embarrassed himself.
Long Jiaojiao giggled after hearing this and said to Fang Yulong, "So you get rejected by girls too.
Is that Zhang Chongyue the same Zhang Chongyue from our school's literary society?"
"Yeah, Jiaojiao, I see several people from Cangnan are interested in you. Have you taken a liking to any of them?"
"No, they're not as good as you. Why would I like them?" Long Jiaojiao wrinkled her little nose.
"So you don't like me either? That's hurtful."
"Fang Yulong, I'm warning you, you're not allowed to have any improper thoughts about me." Long Jiaojiao waved her little fist in
front of Fang Yulong. Fang Yulong chuckled again at Long Jiaojiao's cute appearance. No wonder so many people from his hometown
liked Long Jiaojiao; her beauty was one factor, and her playful cuteness was another.
Fang Yulong accompanied Long Jiaojiao all the way to the girls' dormitory entrance, where they ran into Guan Qing . Guan Qing
gave Fang Yulong a hostile look and pulled Long Jiaojiao into the dormitory. "Jiaojiao, is that guy pursuing
you? I see you're really nice to him."
"No way, he looks a bit like my brother, so we were good
friends in high school."
"Really? Does he really look like your brother?"
"Yeah, his eyes are similar, his face shape is similar, and he's about the same height. His nose looks a bit higher than my brother's.
But I don't think he's as good-looking as my brother, so I wouldn't be interested in him. Qingqing, you always seem to dislike him, is it
because you're interested in him? Should I introduce you? Back in high school, he was the school's heartthrob
, lots of girls chased after him, but he didn't like any of them. I just heard that when he came to Lingda University, he pursued
Zhang Chongyue from the literary society, but Zhang Chongyue embarrassed him, and he still doesn't have a girlfriend."
"Introduce him to me? My boyfriend has to have the air of someone who can conquer the world. I think he's just a
rich second-generation who only knows how to have fun. I saw you get into his car the other day."
After parting ways with Long Jiaojiao, Fang Yulong went to pick up Jiang Xueqing to go to Jingjiang Royal Garden. On the way, he received a text message from Dai Cheng,
asking him to meet at Feixue Bar. Feixue Bar is located southwest of Jingshuiting Park. This old street is lined
with old buildings in the style of the Republic of China era that Lingjiang has preserved. Compared with those bustling nightclubs, the few small bars on this old street are
relatively quiet, making them a good place for three or five friends to gather, chat, and relax. Since Jiang Xueqing had already
met Dai Cheng before, Fang Yulong parked the car near the park and walked with Jiang Xueqing to Feixue Bar.
In a small private room of the bar, Dai Cheng, Yuan Wenwen, and another young man were chatting. When they saw Fang
Yulong bringing Jiang Xueqing over, the three of them stood up and invited Fang Yulong to sit down. "Yulong, this is Yuan Lei,
Wenwen's younger brother." Dai Cheng introduced the young man next to him to Fang Yulong immediately. "Hello, Young Master Fang!" Yuan
Lei seemed a little reserved as he shook hands with Fang Yulong. The title "Young Master Fang" was taught to Yuan
Lei by Dai Cheng before Fang Yulong's arrival, but Yuan Lei was clearly unaccustomed to this social norm, and his "Hello, Young Master Fang" sounded extremely
unnatural, like a poorly performing extra. Fang Yulong smiled and nodded at Yuan Lei, noticing
a resemblance between Yuan Lei and Yuan Wenwen in their features; both were quite handsome.
"Brother Dai, your wife isn't home much. Why didn't you take her out for a romantic
candlelight dinner on such a beautiful evening, instead of coming to a bar?" Fang Yulong chuckled and sat down on a sofa,
wondering why Dai Cheng had invited him out. Was it just to introduce him to Yuan Lei?
"Yulong, to be honest, I invited you out because I need your help." Dai Cheng didn't beat around the bush and directly
stated his purpose, which greatly surprised Fang Yulong. What could he possibly do for Dai Cheng? Seeing Fang Yulong
's surprised expression, Dai Cheng continued, "Yuan Lei wants to lease a piece of land in Lianhuai City to plant trees, but I've never
been there and don't know anyone there. Yulong, I know you went to Lianhuai City with President Fang last time to discuss the Dongxing Company
matter. You must know people there, so I'd like to ask you to help introduce me."
The more Dai Cheng spoke, the more confused Fang Yulong became. Even if Dai Cheng hadn't been to Lianhuai City and didn't know any officials there,
it would be a small matter for Dai Cheng if his old man simply gave the word. Why would he need to pull strings?
Fang Yulong didn't believe that Dai Cheng's old man had no connections in Lianhuai City. Although Dai Cheng was only a department head, he was in charge
of the province's finances. Many people from various counties and cities came to Lingjiang to ask him for money, especially from the less developed cities in the north , where even more people came to the province to ask for money. With just a phone call from Dai Cheng, the people in Lianhuai City would definitely handle things 　　perfectly
for Dai Cheng . 　　"Brother Dai, you're not joking with me, are you?" Fang Yulong asked with an exaggerated expression. 　　Dai Cheng said helplessly, "Of course not. I think you probably already guessed why. I 　　told you before, my old man doesn't approve of my relationship with Wenwen, and I can't let him know about us 　　." 　　Fang Yulong then asked Dai Cheng about planting trees in Lianhuai City. Dai Cheng told him the truth: Lingjiang Petrochemical was planning 　　to build a large-scale high-standard highway asphalt refinery in northern Lianhuai City, and he planned to have Yuan Lei contract 　　a piece of land there to plant some economic trees. To put it bluntly, Dai Cheng wanted to give Yuan Lei a chance to make money. He 　　couldn't let his old man know about this, otherwise, what could have been a done deal would fall through. "Yulong, let 　　's skip the formalities. President Fang has put me in this position, which is a great honor. As for how much I can help you..."

"I wouldn't presume to say anything, but Yulong, if you ever need my help in the future, I'll absolutely not refuse."
"Brother Dai, is this information reliable?"
"Yes, to be honest, the executive vice president of Lingjiang Petrochemical is my cousin. I got this information from him
." Dai Cheng didn't hide anything. Even if he didn't say it, Fang Yulong could easily find out by asking Fang Lan
.
"Speaking of Lianhuai City, I know a vice mayor, but she's in charge of industry. If you're asking about Lingjiang Petrochemical
setting up a factory in northern Lianhuai City, you might be able to contact her. But for contracting land for tree planting, it seems you need to contact someone in the Forestry Bureau."
"Yulong, don't refuse. I heard from Qiu Xiaoyan that the person you know is a standing committee vice mayor."
Before deciding to contact Fang Yulong, Dai Cheng had already inquired with Qiu Xiaoyan and knew that the standing committee vice mayor
had a good relationship with Fang Yulong.
"Okay, after New Year's Day, let's go to Lianhuai City together." Since Dai Cheng had said so, Fang Yulong had no
choice but to agree. Besides, Fang Yulong hadn't seen Han Shuhua in a long time and was missing her. That beautiful mayor
was definitely a stunner in bed.
Yuan Wenwen was a woman who knew her place. Seeing Dai Cheng and Fang Yulong talking, she
went to chat with Jiang Xueqing. Fang Yulong asked Dai Cheng about Yang Qingyu's study abroad. Dai Cheng lowered his voice and said, "I
guess it's related to Zhao Ting's matter. Yang Qingyu's father, Yang Hengjun, might also be involved. He was afraid of being investigated by higher-ups
, so he sent Qingyu and her mother abroad first."
"Isn't Yang Hengjun Zhao Ting's uncle? Is he afraid Zhao Ting will expose him?"
Dai Cheng looked at Fang Yulong, unsure what to say. The most likely explanation was that Zhao Ting was being used,
and the Fang family might be the mastermind. However, judging from Fang Yulong's expression, either the Fang family wasn't involved,
or Fang Yulong was unaware of his family's affairs. "You might not know if you haven't been following this, but Zhao Ting might
have been used. Yang Hengjun was afraid of being implicated, so he's already arranging a way out for his wife and Qingyu."
Fang Yulong was genuinely surprised. Was Yang Hengjun cowardly, or was he just being thorough? He'd actually
planned everything out. However, Fang Yulong was also puzzled. Could the study abroad arrangements have been finalized so quickly?
Dai Cheng said to go abroad under a different name first, and as for the schools overseas, they could find them later. Money makes
things easier abroad. Fang Yulong then asked Dai Cheng about Yuan Wenwen. Dai Cheng said to keep it a secret from his family for now. Yuan Wenwen was a good
girl; he wouldn't hurt her, and he wouldn't abandon her.
Leaving the Feixue Bar, Fang Yulong took Jiang Xueqing's hand and went shopping. Although it was the dead of winter,
there were still many pedestrians on the streets because it was New Year's Eve. Especially in squares with events, people would gather after midnight.
Fang Yulong thought about Dai Cheng and Yuan Wenwen, occasionally turning to look at Jiang Xueqing. "What are you looking at? Is there
something on my face?" Jiang Xueqing said coquettishly, her face beaming with a happy, girlish
expression, when she noticed Fang Yulong turning to look at her from time to time.
Fang Yulong said seriously, "Xueqing, who else is in your family? I haven't been to your house yet."
"The place I share with Xiaolan is my home. The house my parents left behind was in the suburbs of Dongshan City
. It was demolished a few years ago due to urban expansion. I didn't get much compensation. I'll save it for a down payment on a house later." Speaking of the past,
a faint sadness appeared on Jiang Xueqing's face again.
"Xueqing, how about we have a meal with my mom sometime? I'll introduce you two. My mom looks
very young. Maybe you can become friends." Fang Yulong knew that Xia Zhuyi wouldn't object to him having other
women. If Xia Zhuyi could accept Jiang Xueqing, even if he couldn't marry her in the future,
it wouldn't matter if he secretly kept her.
Jiang Xueqing stopped and turned to look at Fang Yulong. After a long pause, she said, "Yulong, aren't we
doing well now? Why do you want me to meet your family? You don't really want to marry me, do you?"
"Is that so wrong? Xueqing, don't you think we're a good match?" Fang Yulong
stood side-by-side with Jiang Xueqing. Jiang Xueqing looked at Fang Yulong seriously and asked, "Yulong, tell me how old you are this year
. How many years older am I than you?"
"Does that matter? Isn't it said that love knows no age?"
"Yes, love knows no age, but marriage does. Do you think your family will let you marry a woman several
years older than you who comes from a poor family? Yulong, you should understand that being friends is already the greatest blessing we have."
Fang Yulong suddenly realized he had overlooked many things. His relationship with Jiang Xueqing, as Qinghua, had
started several years ago. He didn't know what Jiang Xueqing had experienced in those years. Perhaps she had learned a lot about human relationships
and was no longer as impulsive as before. He felt there wouldn't be much resistance to him being with Jiang Xueqing,
but would Jiang Xueqing think the same way? Besides, if he couldn't marry Jiang Xueqing, would she definitely be willing to be his mistress
?
Seeing Fang Yulong remain silent, Jiang Xueqing said again, "Yulong, like you said before,
isn't it better for us to let things take their course? If one of us gets married someday, wouldn't it be
a beautiful thing for the other to send their blessings?"
"Xueqing, you two shouldn't argue about this. It's almost midnight, we should go back and prepare to welcome
the New Year." Fang Yulong took Jiang Xueqing's arm, and Jiang Xueqing smiled charmingly, leaning on Fang Yulong's shoulder. The two
walked intimately towards the parking lot.
During the New Year's Day holiday, Xia Mo and Fang Lan both went to Haicheng. Knowing that no one was at the villa, Xia Zhuyi attended a
New Year's event in the morning and returned to the villa. Fang Yulong didn't stay at the villa with Xia Zhuyi, but instead drove to the old
dock. A gentle breeze swept across the wide Xinqin River, rippling its surface with layers of emerald waves that softly lapped against the riverbank.
A gleaming SUV sat at the old dock, its wheels undulating gently on the withered grass. From the half-
open window came the alluring breaths of a woman.
Although the daytime temperature was only around ten degrees Celsius, the sun's heat still made Fang Yulong, lying in the back seat
, sweat profusely. He sat up from the reclined chair, the breeze refreshing his sweat-drenched back
. He pulled Xia Zhuyi close, their lower bodies still tightly intertwined. The mother's writhing vagina
sent waves of tingling pleasure through Fang Yulong—how wonderful it felt in the afternoon sun.
Xia Zhuyi twisted her body vigorously, releasing her inner fervent impulse. Although Zhang Chonghua's matter was deemed
revenge, and the investigation into the whistleblower's letter came to nothing, the blow to Zhang Weijun was undeniable. Fang Daming
's confidence in defeating Zhang Weijun increased even more.
"Mom, you're very excited today, is it because of Grandpa's matter?" Fang Yulong knew that although Xia Zhuyi and
Fang Daming were separated, she had always cared about Fang Daming's achievements in his career. Now that the Zhang family had this incident,
the situation was even more favorable for Fang Daming.
"Well, I guess so." Xia Zhuyi hugged her son's strong body tightly, a hint of excitement on her face.
Anyone would be excited when their long-awaited wish was about to be fulfilled.
"Yulong... you're very excited today too..." Xia Zhuyi sat on Fang Yulong's lap, feeling her son's thing
spraying like a machine gun. Fang Yulong took a deep breath, arched Xia Zhuyi's body, and bit
one of the beautiful woman's breasts. After a moment, he said, "If Mom is happy, I'm happy." Fang Yulong's revenge
plan had been successfully completed, so he was naturally happy. Coupled with Xia Zhuyi's stimulation, it would be strange if he wasn't excited.
"You've already ejaculated, haven't you? Why is it still so hard?" Xia Zhuyi's legs were tightly wrapped around her son's buttocks, and she found that his
penis, which was pressing against her little pussy, showed no signs of softening.
"I don't know, maybe I've been too irritable these past few days. Besides, Mom's pussy is so wet,
it's normal for my dick to be rock hard."
"Good son, move again, kill Mom." Hearing this, Fang Yulong twisted forcefully. Xia Zhuyi
hadn't yet recovered from her orgasm, and Fang Yulong's movement made her whole body go weak and tremble. She buried her head on her son's shoulder and bit his
shoulder.
Oh! Fang Yulong let out a muffled groan and hugged Xia Zhuyi tightly, both of their bodies stiff. After a moment
, Xia Zhuyi released Fang Yulong's shoulders and asked, "Good son, does it hurt?"
A clear ring of teeth marks was imprinted on Fang Yulong's shoulder. He chuckled and touched Xia Zhuyi's full, white breasts,
saying, "It doesn't hurt, it's just tit for tat." A ring of teeth marks left by Fang Yulong also surrounded Xia Zhuyi's nipples
. Of course, Xia Zhuyi's breasts were soft, making it easy for her to leave teeth marks, while Fang Yulong's shoulder muscles were firm,
meaning Xia Zhuyi had used much more force to bite them. "Mommy, don't we look like two little dogs biting each other
?"
Xia Zhuyi giggled. "You're the little dog, you bite me every time." Seeing Xia Zhuyi's giggling,
Fang Yulong hugged the beautiful woman again and showered her with kisses. After a long while, Fang Yulong said again, "Mom, why don't we go sunbathe
? The sun is really nice today."
Although Xia Zhuyi had had sex with her son in the car, she had never done anything like that outdoors. "It's the dead of winter,
it's very cold outside, why would we sunbathe?"
"Don't worry, Mom, I've prepared everything." Fang Yulong put on his thermal underwear and a coat and got out of the car. He
used red-hot coals mixed with sand to make a heated kang (a traditional heated platform bed). Xia Zhuyi thought her son was burning coal to keep warm, but now she realized
it was to make a kang. Fang Yulong finished making the kang, wrapped the naked Xia Zhuyi in a blanket, and lay down
on it. Xia Zhuyi asked Fang Yulong how he came up with this idea, and Fang Yulong said he saw it online by chance.
"How is it? Isn't it comfortable?" Fang Yulong turned to his side and gently stroked his sexy mother's breasts. Xia Zhuyi
responded; sunbathing like this in the dead of winter was indeed quite unusual. "Yulong, how's your container business going
?" Xia Zhuyi knew her son hadn't sold any containers after seeing rows of them piled up on one side of the dock.
Fang Yulong said somewhat embarrassedly, "Mom, buying containers is easy for me, but
I don't know anyone to sell them. If I ask for too high a price, nobody wants them; if I ask for too low a price, there's no profit. I don't want to sell them, so they're just piling up. Now I
realize that no business is easy. I've already given these containers to a friend; he'll come and take
them away in the next day or two." The friend Fang Yulong mentioned was actually the cousin of the young policewoman Meilan. The day before yesterday, he
had dinner with Jiang Xueqing and invited Meilan along. During the dinner, he called Meilan's cousin over to discuss a business deal. Fang Yulong bought the containers
for much cheaper than the market price, and he didn't charge Meilan's cousin a high price either, so she bought them all.
"Doing business requires foresight; you can't just make money by impulsively deciding what to do. If you're
really interested in business, learn from your aunt." Xia Zhuyi sat up, her breasts firm and her skin like silk. A
brightly colored blanket pressed against her waist, making her half-naked like an Eastern Venus. Fang Yulong reached out and gently
pulled his mother's sexy body into his arms. This time, the two of them were truly "sunshine lovers."
On the empty, deserted old pier, Xia Zhuyi completely let go of her body and mind, spreading her
snow-white legs towards the sun, letting the sunlight shine directly on her vulva. Xia Zhuyi had sunbathed at the beach before,
but she had never let the sun shine on her most private parts like this. Fang Yulong caressed his mother's sexy and beautiful
body, slowly climbing onto her alluring form, inserting the object symbolizing his possession of her
into her tempting little cunt.
"Ah, Yulong... hurry... Mom's coming again..." Xia Zhuyi hooked her legs tightly around Fang Yulong's lower
back. Making love under the sun for the first time, she was even more excited than Fang Yulong. Although she had imagined
making love with her son in all sorts of wonderful situations, she had never imagined that on the first day of the new year, under the afternoon sun, by the Lingjiang River,
on the empty old dock, she would have sex with her son under the open sky. Her son's penis was always so thick, his
body always so strong, his thrusts always so powerful. Her son would always be her son, and she
would always be his lover.
Back at Zhanglin Garden, Xia Zhuyi was still full of lust. The two switched cars and went to Fang Daming's place for
dinner. As Xia Zhuyi was about to open the door and sit in the passenger seat, she noticed a small envelope by the door. Fang Yulong saw
Xia Zhuyi pick up the envelope and asked her with a "surprised" look what it was. Xia Zhuyi naturally had no idea
that the small envelope was the one her son had slipped into her car. Picking it up, she looked at her car window and said, "I
don't even know when this envelope was put in my car. It was probably put there this morning when I went to the union.
The window probably wasn't fully rolled up, and someone slipped it in through the gap. I didn't notice it when I got back." Xia
Zhuyi touched the envelope; inside was something the size of a coin. Pouring it out, she saw it was a small, exquisite USB flash drive.
"They secretly slipped it into my car; it's probably a whistleblower's letter or something, probably meant to get to your dad through me
." The two returned to the villa, and Xia Zhuyi asked Fang Yulong to bring her the computer. Fang Yulong said, "Could it be
a prank? Could it be a Trojan virus or something?"
"The computer has antivirus software; let's plug it in and take a look."
Fang Yulong plugged the USB drive into the computer and found two video files and two documents inside. One of the documents
was titled "To Chairman Xia." Xia Zhuyi opened the document, and its contents shocked her.
"Dear Chairman Xia: I imagine you'll be curious when you receive this gift, but you
'll be very grateful after reading this letter. Let me start with the case of the bank employee who jumped to her death a year ago. She was my fiancée
, and after her death, I've always wanted to avenge her. At the time, I was deceived by Zhang Chonghua, who told me that
Secretary Fang was responsible for my fiancée's death and even asked me to eavesdrop on Secretary Fang. I think you know about this, and Secretary Fang must have investigated
it as well. Not long after, I learned that Zhang Chonghua was indeed the one who killed my fiancée, because she was involved in a
shocking case ." "I won't say what the case is; Chairman Xia should already have a guess. Deng Feng didn't flee the country;
he was secretly dealt with by Zhang Chonghua. The person in charge is Xue Lin from Hongsen Company. As long as Secretary Fang controls him, he
can find out the whole story of Deng Feng's disappearance. As for the whereabouts of that money, there are some account numbers in another document. Chairman Xia
will understand after looking at it. There are also two video files for Secretary Fang. These things are useless to me
, but they're different in Secretary Fang's hands. I think Secretary Fang will make full use of these things. I wish Chairman Xia and
Secretary Fang a pleasant time!"
"Mom, what case is this guy talking about?" Fang Yulong pretended not to understand the letter.
"This guy is the same one who broke into the Zhang family home last month and tried to kill Zhang Chonghua, the one involved in the loan fraud case over a year ago."
"Is it Zhao Ting? Wasn't he supposed to have fled to another city? Could he have sneaked back to Lingjiang? Should we
tell the police?"
"Why tell the police? He gave us a huge gift; we should thank him. How do you know
Zhao Ting? Do you know him?"
"Yes, Zhao Ting is very familiar with Dai Cheng and his group. Dai Cheng and the others used to go to Zhao Ting for loans. As for his attempt to kill
Zhang Chonghua, my friend in the Public Security Bureau told me."
Xia Zhuyi opened another document, filled with numbers. Xia Zhuyi knew this was
the secret account the Zhang family used to handle that sum of money. When Xia Zhuyi opened the video, she was completely stunned. She saw Qiao Qiurong
tied to a coffee table, Zhang Chonghua grabbing her legs and thrusting into her. There were both wide shots and close-ups.
"Wow, who's that woman? She looks familiar."
"That's Zhang Weijun's wife. You should have seen her when you lived in the provincial government compound."
"Heh, so they're having a lot of fun too."
Xia Zhuyi rolled her eyes at her son, then clicked on another video. It showed Zhang Chonghua tied up, with Qiao Qiurong stabbing
him with a knife. "Wasn't it said that Zhao Ting did it? How come it's Zhang Weijun's wife now?"
"This video is edited. Whether it's Zhang Chonghua and Qiao Qiurong's affair or Qiao Qiurong stabbing Zhang Chonghua , it
was all forced. Didn't you see the marks on Qiao Qiurong's body from being whipped?"
"I didn't notice that. I just noticed that Zhang Weijun's wife has pretty big breasts." At this point, Fang Yulong
whispered in Xia Zhuyi's ear, "They're comparable to Mom's."
"You little rascal, are you trying to drive me crazy?" Xia Zhuyi pinched her son hard, then turned to look at the computer
screen in deep thought.
"Mom, what are you thinking about?"
"Something just doesn't seem right. If Zhao Ting hates the Zhang family so much, why didn't he
kill them all that night? There was no need for him to risk sneaking back and handing this over to me. Isn't he just trying to
get the Fang family to deal with Zhang Weijun?"
Fang Yulong thought to himself. He didn't kill Zhang Weijun because his identity was too sensitive; after all, he was a high-ranking provincial official.
If he were killed, the central government might send people to investigate. He wasn't sure everything he did was foolproof
, and if anything was discovered, it might implicate the Fang family. Killing only Zhang Chonghua would have been
safer, as Zhang Weijun would have helped cover up the truth. It was just a pity Zhang Chonghua was lucky to survive.
"Mom, maybe Zhao Ting thinks killing the Zhang family is too easy for them. Only by making them live in fear
can he truly punish them. Zhao Ting probably knows our Fang family and the Zhang family are at odds, so he
gave these things to you. He knows that if our Fang family has these things, we'll definitely destroy the Zhang family."
"So how do you plan to destroy the Zhang family?" "
Use these to threaten them. If they don't obey, put them online and ruin their reputation."
"You little rascal! You can't just release this stuff like that! Don't be fooled by the video; it looks like Zhang Chonghua raped his mother, Qiao Qiurong
, and then Qiao Qiurong killed Zhang Chonghua. If you look closely, you can see the Zhang family was forced into it. If the video is released
and it leads back to us, people will think the old man ordered Zhang Chonghua's case. Otherwise,
how would we have the video?"
"Huh? Then these things are useless to us?"
"No, not at all. These two documents are very useful; they can make the Zhang family obedient. These two videos are
also somewhat useful, at least they can disgust the Zhang family. You little rascal, you should thank Zhao Ting. This time, Mom
can help you fulfill your wish."
"What wish?"
"Didn't you always want to pursue Zhang Weijun's daughter? Now Mom can help you get Zhang Weijun's daughter to
be your wife. Your identities are quite compatible."
Fang Yulong was secretly delighted upon hearing Xia Zhuyi's words. Soon he could pin Zhang Weijun's daughter down and
ravage her. He wanted the Zhang family to live in constant fear and shame. However, Fang Yulong still pretended not to care about
Zhang Chongyue, saying, "Mom, Zhang Chongyue isn't as pretty as you. I've long forgotten about her." "
You little rascal, finding such a suitable girl isn't easy. After you bring her over, you'll have to train her well."
Fang Yulong looked at the smile on his mother Xia Zhuyi's face and suddenly understood his mother's thoughts. What would happen after he and Xia Zhuyi got
married? With such a huge handle on the Zhang family, even if Zhang Weijun's daughter finds out later...
He wasn't afraid of anything unusual between him and Xia Zhuyi, especially since he could also "train" Zhang Weijun's daughter.
"Mom, I know what to do." Fang Yulong closed his laptop, hugged Xia Zhuyi, and kissed her, his hands
roaming freely over his mother's full, sexy breasts. Xia Zhuyi, panting, pushed Fang Yulong away, saying, "We
should go to your father's place. I need to discuss something with him."
The Lianhuai City Canal Hotel, as its name suggests, was located on the banks of the canal and was a high-end
hotel in Lianhuai City. This area was the heart of Lianhuai City, brightly lit at night. Even in winter,
there were still many pedestrians around the square. A woman wearing a pale yellow coat, a mask, and a hat emerged from a dimly lit alley
and walked along the sidewalk at the edge of the square into the hotel. No one noticed that this ordinary
woman, with her hat pulled low, was the Standing Committee Vice Mayor of Lianhuai City. Hearing the knock, Fang Yulong opened the door and immediately burst out laughing:
"Sister Han, are you up to something clandestine?"
"Aren't we up to something clandestine?" Entering the room, Han Shuhua walked to the coat rack in the corner, took
off her hat and mask, hung them on the rack, and then took off her coat and hung it up as well. Underneath her coat, Han Shuhua wore
a stylish sweater made of dark purple and light gray yarn. The front of the sweater featured a highly textured , three-dimensional
pattern, and the waist was cinched, outlining a woman's S-shaped curves. A slit opened in the center of the chest, and the upper part of
the sweater flared outwards, supported by her full breasts. A small bow was tied below her neck, fastening the sides of the sweater
and creating a bare area above her chest. Perhaps to match the sweater, Han Shuhua wore a V-neck thermal top underneath
, revealing a patch of snow-white skin at her chest, with faint traces of cleavage, making her look extremely sexy.
Fang Yulong, overcome with impulse, strode over to Han Shuhua, embraced the beautiful mayor, and pressed her against the wall, kissing her passionately. Han
Shuhua felt Fang Yulong was acting like a child, as his tongue was curiously licking the
smooth skin of her chest. Han Shuhua gently held Fang Yulong's head, her mind a jumble. She couldn't understand why
she had agreed to Fang Yulong's invitation; perhaps it was because she herself had such needs. "Gently. Don't suck there
." Han Shuhua was afraid Fang Yulong wouldn't be gentle; if he sucked any marks there, it would be troublesome.
"Sister Han, you look so beautiful in this dress." Fang Yulong's lips left the small patch
of bare skin on the beautiful mayor's chest, looking into her eyes. Han Shuhua suddenly tiptoed and kissed the man
's lips. Fang Yulong opened his mouth, welcoming the beautiful mayor's tongue inside, his hands slipping inside her
sweater, vigorously rubbing her ample breasts through her bra. Before long, their breathing became heavy
. Fang Yulong picked up the beautiful mayor, and the two fell onto the double bed together.
After a while, Han Shuhua pushed Fang Yulong away, saying she had come to talk to him about something important. Fang Yulong
chuckled, "It's all because you're so tempting, Sister Han. Any man would feel this way lying next to you." Han Shuhua
glared at Fang Yulong, "How can you talk like that?" She then pinched Fang Yulong like a little woman
.
Fang Yulong quickly changed the subject, asking Han Shuhua if the land contracting for tree planting could be arranged, as he didn't know anyone in Lianhuai
City. Han Shuhua said it wouldn't be a problem; the land was wasteland, and they just needed to get a project approved by the Forestry Bureau
. She could even help them get land reclamation subsidies.
"Oh? There's a subsidy? The Forestry Bureau will give Sister Han that kind of face?" Land reclamation subsidies exist
, but actually getting them is another matter. Although Han Shuhua is a Standing Committee member and Vice Mayor, she doesn't actually handle forestry, and
the Forestry Bureau might not give her the time of day.
"I told you last time, I'm being transferred to the provincial level after the New Year, specifically to the Forestry Department. It
's basically settled. Even people in Huai City are eyeing my position, ready to take over." Han Shuhua's expression was calm; clearly
, she wasn't enthusiastic about the position of Director of the Forestry Department. Frankly, it was just about getting her a department-level position. Fang Yulong
suddenly understood. No wonder Han Shuhua could help him get the subsidy; she was going to the Forestry Department.
Fang Yulong considered whether he should help Dai Cheng get the subsidy. Thinking about Dai Cheng's character, if he helped him get
the subsidy, most of it would end up in his own pocket. Fang Yulong asked Han Shuhua how much subsidy she could get. Han Shuhua
said the province provides quite a lot in this area, covering both labor and seedlings, probably around 2,500 to 3,000 yuan per mu
. Dai Cheng plans to lease 100 mu of land, which would bring in over 200,000 yuan in subsidies. Why wouldn't he take it if he could?
"Congratulations, Sister Han, on your promotion to director."
"What's there to be happy about? Even the Tourism Bureau would be better than this Forestry Department. I don't even know how
long I can stay as director. Jiangdong isn't a major forestry province. The province has always intended to downgrade the Forestry Department to a Forestry Bureau. I estimate
I'll be the last Forestry Department director in Jiangdong."
"So what? At least you've gone up in rank, Sister Han. I know you look down on this Forestry
Department director position, but there are still quite a few people eyeing it."
The matter was settled, and Han Shuhua didn't want to say more. She asked, "Yulong, tell me honestly,
why did you come to Lianhuai City to reclaim wasteland and plant trees? Don't tell me it's for greening the motherland." At noon, Fang Yulong
only had Dai Cheng and Yuan Lei accompany Han Shuhua to lunch. Han Shuhua assumed that Dai Cheng and Yuan Lei were
brought by Fang Yulong to handle this matter, unaware that Fang Yulong was merely acting as a middleman. Fang Yulong knew he couldn't hide this
from Han Shuhua, so he told the beautiful mayor the reason.
Han Shuhua was shocked and couldn't help but ask, "Yulong, does Secretary Fang know about this?
What if something happens later? Will it affect Secretary Fang...?" Han Shuhua
didn't know how much wealth the Fang family had, but from this glimpse, she could tell the whole story. The scale of Dongfang Company, controlled by Fang Lan, made Han Shuhua extremely envious.
The Fang family wasn't short of money; Fang Daming wouldn't let his son do something so "petty."
"Sister Han, I think you've misunderstood. This has nothing to do with me. I just introduced you to them." "
Nothing to do with you? How did they know that Lingjiang Petrochemical was going to invest in an asphalt plant in Lianhuai City?" "
Dai Cheng's cousin is the executive vice president of Lingjiang Petrochemical."
"Oh, I see. Then why are you so enthusiastic about helping that Dai Cheng? Isn't there any benefit for you
?"
"Dai Cheng and I are friends. I came to Lianhuai City mainly to see you, Sister Han." While Fang Yulong's words were somewhat
exaggerated, meeting Han Shuhua was indeed one of his purposes in coming to Lianhuai City. Han Shuhua, of course, didn't believe the man's lies
. She scoffed and said, "Who would believe that? In your eyes, I'm just a target for your advances.
You might forget about me one day and come all this way to see me?"
"Sister Han, your words are too hurtful. I truly came to Lianhuai City for you." Fang Yulong said
, sliding one hand down to Han Shuhua's buttocks, stroking the beautiful mayor's soft, jade-like bottom.
Han Shuhua poked Fang Yulong's chest hard with her slender, jade-like fingers, and said in an interrogation tone,
"Don't interrupt, tell me quickly who this Dai Cheng is, that he actually managed to get you, Young Master Fang, to come to my aid. If you don't tell me, I wo
n't do you any favors."
"Dai Cheng is truly a friend of mine. As for his identity, Sister Han should be familiar with him.
Where did you work when you first started working?"
"When I first started working? The Finance Department..." Han Shuhua paused here. No wonder
Dai Cheng looked somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before; it turned out he was Dai Weilong's son.
When Han Shuhua first started working, Dai Weilong was just a section chief in the Finance Department. Han Shuhua hadn't had much interaction with him until she
went to Lianhuai City and visited Dai Weilong a few times regarding financial allocations. Although she would be appointed
director of the Forestry Department after the New Year, the same rank as Dai Weilong, her position was vastly different from Dai Weilong's,
incomparable. Like Fang Yulong, Han Shuhua was utterly bewildered by Dai Cheng's decision to go to such lengths. Fang
Yulong told her about Dai Cheng and Yuan Wenwen, and Han Shuhua laughed, "I didn't realize that guy was such a Casanova
."
"Don't judge a book by its cover, I'm actually quite devoted."
"You? You're a beast."
Fang Yulong chuckled, "If I'm a beast, then what are you, Sister Han? A little bitch?" The man's
lewd hand, which had been kneading her buttocks, pressed down on the area between the beautiful mayor's buttocks, pressing against her already wet
vulva through her pants, almost pushing Han Shuhua's panties into her vagina. Han Shuhua said coquettishly, "You're the little bitch
. No, you're a horny male dog, a pig." "Then what do you do when the little male dog wants to fuck the little bitch?" Fang Yulong's face was pressed close to Han Shuhua's, 　　his hot breath spraying onto the beautiful mayor's face as
he spoke . 　　"Don't be in such a hurry, I haven't showered yet." Han Shuhua sat up in bed, panting, and 　　took off her jeans and sweater, walking towards the bathroom in her thermal underwear. Fang Yulong said, "Let's shower together, it'll 　　help save water." 　　"You..." Han Shuhua wanted Fang Yulong to wait outside, but remembering they had already showered together last time, she didn't 　　say anything more. Fang Yulong immediately took off his coat and followed her into the bathroom. Fang Yulong had booked a standard room. 　　The bathtub in the room wasn't very big; it was fine for one person, but a bit cramped for two. They had to sit one behind the other, 　　their upper bodies above the water. 　　Han Shuhua's body was very fair, her skin smooth, and with the shower gel, it felt like a newborn baby's. Fang 　　Yulong's hands roamed over the beautiful mayor's body, sometimes kneading her full breasts, sometimes caressing her mysterious 　　triangle. The beautiful mayor's desire gradually intensified under the man's caresses. She leaned back 　　slightly, resting against Fang Yulong's chest. "Hold me," Han Shuhua suddenly said to Fang Yulong behind her. 　　Fang Yulong hugged the beautiful mayor tightly, one hand resting on her chest, gently kneading 　　her breasts, which were hardening with arousal. "Sister Han, is it comfortable?" Fang Yulong kissed the beautiful mayor's ear, his breath 　　filling her ear. 　　"Mmm...mmm," the beautiful mayor opened her mouth, letting out a soft moan. Fang Yulong's fingers tightened 　　, her breasts, soaked in shower gel, swelled like inflated balloons, almost too heavy to hold. His other 　　hand was also busy, parting the floating pubic hair in the water, pressing a finger against the beautiful mayor's labia. The bathtub 　　was too small, not an ideal place for sex. In summer, it would be fine, as the two could stand up and make love, but in winter 　　it was a bit cold. Besides, sex is a special kind of exercise, so it's important to keep warm. Han Shuhua grabbed 　　the hand of the man who was about to probe her vagina and whispered, "Yulong, stop. It's cold now. Let 　　's go to bed." 　　Fang Yulong turned on the water and rinsed both of their bodies with clean water, then dried them with a towel. Back in bed, they both 　　crawled under the covers. Fang Yulong pressed down on the beautiful mayor, greedily sucking on her breasts, while his other hand pressed against 　　her mons pubis, his fingers exploring her vagina like a vanguard. 　　The beautiful mayor's body was already prepared; as soon as Fang Yulong's fingers entered, he felt the slippery 　　texture inside. Han Shuhua bent her legs, hooking Fang Yulong's thighs around her and pulling him closer. Fang Yulong 　　understood the beautiful mayor's intentions and guided his penis to her vagina. Fang Yulong suddenly asked, 　　"Sister Han, should I wear a condom? I saw some in the drawer." 　　"Don't you dislike wearing those things?" Han Shuhua looked at Fang Yulong, wondering why the man would 　　suddenly ask this question. 　　"Hehe, if you're afraid of getting pregnant, I can wear one." 　　"It's okay. If you really get me pregnant, I'll give birth to it." 　　They hadn't been dating long, and Fang Yulong didn't think Han Shuhua would have a child for him. Hearing Han Shuhua say this, 　　Fang Yulong knew these few days were Han Shuhua's safe period, and he could safely enjoy the beautiful mayor's body. 　　"Sister Han, your breasts are so soft, so beautiful." Fang Yulong half-pressed against Han Shuhua, thrusting his hips 　　while his hands caressed the beautiful mayor's chest and abdomen, occasionally lowering his head to bite her breasts. Under Fang 　　Yulong's stimulation, Han Shuhua's nipples stood erect, reddish-purple, like ripe cherries, tempting 　　the man's desire to bite them. Their movements grew more vigorous, and the blanket slowly slid down, revealing the man's taut, muscular 　　upper body. Han Shuhua felt a chill on her skin, hooked her legs around Fang Yulong's buttocks, and 　　pulled the blanket closer to him, saying, "Be careful not to catch a cold." 　　"It's alright, I'm warm now," Fang Yulong replied, lifting the beautiful mayor's legs and draping them over his shoulders.

He began thrusting wildly, making the bed creak and groan. Han Shuhua's face
flushed crimson at the sound, because accompanying the creaking was a gurgling sound coming from her vagina.
Fang Yulong's penis, like a bellows lever, pumped in and out relentlessly, the large glans reaching all the way to
the entrance of Han Shuhua's vagina, then slamming against the beautiful mayor's tender cervix like a piston. The swollen edge of the glans rubbed
against the mayor's sensitive nerves with each thrust, sending Han Shuhua into a blissful trance
. "
Oh God! I can't take it anymore, I need to pee!" "How can this be? I'm always so sensitive with him. I can't take it anymore, I'm going
crazy, I can't hold it in!" Han Shuhua suddenly gripped Fang Yulong's arm tightly, as if she wanted to plunge her fingers into his muscles like someone who had mastered the Nine Yin White
Bone Claw technique. Fang Yulong was surprised by the sudden strength in Han Shuhua's hands
. Women are made of water, especially at times like this. Fang Yulong felt as if his glans was inside a
warm, sucking kettle, the woman's writhing vagina squeezing him uncomfortably. With each thrust, warm liquid
soaked their groins.
"Is it good?" Fang Yulong pressed down on the beautiful mayor, slowing his thrusts.
"Mmm." Han Shuhua's momentary orgasm slowly subsided, her hands, which had been gripping the man's arms, now weakly
clutched the sheets beneath her. After a moment, Fang Yulong began thrusting violently again. This time, Fang Yulong didn't
pause, fucking the beautiful mayor's plump, tender vagina like a tireless sex machine.
"Sister Han, is it good? Oh... your vagina is so hot... it's wet again." Fang Yulong felt Han Shuhua
's vagina writhing more and more frequently, the pressure increasing.
"No...stop...don't...I have no strength left...I'm going to die..."
Fang Yulong gripped the beautiful mayor's thighs tightly, almost pulling her buttocks up. Han
Shuhua's large breasts swayed wildly like rabbits chased by wolves. Her snow-white thighs were upside down on the bed,
the man's penis appearing and disappearing, each time it was withdrawn, it brought out some vaginal fluid, which slowly
flowed down the beautiful mayor's fair, round buttocks.
Han Shuhua pulled the blanket up to their shoulders again, and under the blanket, their two naked bodies were pressed tightly together
. Fang Yulong's hand was still playing with the beautiful mayor's full breasts. Han Shuhua squeezed her legs together;
her vagina was full of water, perhaps the man's semen, or perhaps her own vaginal fluid. Han Shuhua was afraid that her
vagina couldn't hold so much, and that it would spill out if she spread her legs. She was waiting, waiting for her body to
absorb the fluid. She had never encountered this situation before; it was like her bladder was full of urine, and she couldn't hold it in.
"Sister Han, your body is really special, like a watermelon."
"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm fat?" Han Shuhua was, after all, a woman. Her body wasn't as
thin as a young girl's, but she could be considered plump, not fat.
"No, I'm very wet, especially when I eat."
"How can you say that? Do you eat watermelon like Pigsy, with water all over the place?"
Fang Yulong's hand pressed against Han Shuhua's left breast, feeling the beautiful mayor's strong heartbeat. "Sister Han,
you're really wet. Do you have this much water when you're with your husband?" Fang Yulong could
n't help but ask, thinking that the beauty beside him would also sleep next to other men. Fang Yulong's words made Han Shuhua feel a little embarrassed and ashamed.
After all, she was a married woman. Although she and her husband were estranged, they were still husband and wife. "Don't mention him. You
know about my relationship with him." Han Shuhua thought that if she didn't go home at night, her husband, Ren Yuan, would
have sex with her, but every time he left her feeling unsatisfied.
Seeing that Han Shuhua seemed unhappy after mentioning her husband, Fang Yulong embraced her smooth body again
, wanting to have sex once more. Han Shuhua laughed and said, "Will you get hard if you want to do it again so soon?" "Why not? As long as you give me some
encouragement, Sister Han," Fang Yulong said, pulling the beautiful mayor's hand to his penis.
"It's so soft, is it still okay?" Han Shuhua's face burned; she had never
said such a thing to a man before. After talking for so long, Fang Yulong's instincts began to awaken again. Han Shuhua
held his semi-erect penis and stroked it a few times, until it swelled up in her hand like a balloon, going from soft
to hard. Han Shuhua had done something similar with Fang Daming, but no matter how well Fang Daming took care of himself , he couldn't
compare to Fang Yulong, so the process was naturally slower. Han Shuhua thought to herself, "This guy,
he got hard so quickly."
"Is it comfortable?" Perhaps because the moisture had been absorbed, the man's penis felt a little rough to the touch.
"It feels a bit sore from the skin being pulled. Although Sister Han's hands are soft, they don't seem to be producing much moisture." Their faces were almost touching
, and Fang Yulong looked at Han Shuhua as he spoke. Han Shuhua's face was very red, but she
was, after all, a woman in her thirties, and she wouldn't be easily defeated by a man's jokes.
"Can you blame me? Who told you to let me touch you? Where's the condom you mentioned?"
"Sister Han, do you want me to wear a condom now?" Fang Yulong was a little confused. He had just ejaculated
inside Han Shuhua's vagina; if Han Shuhua had eggs, they would probably already be fertilized.
"Didn't you say it hurt when you touched it? There's lubricant on the condom; it might feel better if you put it on." Fang Yulong
took a condom out of the drawer and gave it to Han Shuhua. Han Shuhua tore off the cover and put it on Fang Yulong's penis like a stocking
.
"Sister Han, you really know how to do things, this is much more comfortable than before." Fang Yulong lay sprawled on the bed,
Han Shuhua nestled in his arms, her delicate hand rhythmically stroking his penis. The beautiful mayor's face
burned like fire. In her more than ten years of sexual experience, she had never masturbated another man. Thinking back to their first time together,
this guy had made her masturbate. Did he like this? Han Shuhua shook her head inwardly. Fang Yulong was so
young, yet his methods of playing with women were so sophisticated. He must have many women around him; he probably wouldn't be interested in this kind of
thing. Thinking about how Fang Yulong's penis had been thrusting in and out of her body, sometimes heavily, sometimes lightly, sometimes deeply, sometimes shallowly, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly,
Han Shuhua involuntarily squeezed her legs together, as if Fang Yulong's penis was still rubbing inside her, and if she loosened her grip, it would
slip out.
How could she have such thoughts? She had just been brought to ecstasy by Fang Yulong, and she wanted it again so soon.
"Is this the allure of a big cock?" Han Shuhua continued stroking the cock in her hand. It was much bigger than her husband's
, and bigger than Fang Daming's too. Every time it entered her, it made her wet with desire.
"Have you ever touched yourself like this?" Han Shuhua looked at Fang Yulong and suddenly asked. The beautiful mayor wanted to know
if others shared this kind of sexual desire deep down.
"What's so strange about that? Most men's first time is with their own hands."
Han Shuhua was stunned. She hadn't expected Fang Yulong to answer her so directly and frankly. She was too embarrassed
to tell Fang Yulong about her masturbation. While she remained silent, Fang Yulong continued, "Unfortunately, there's one
thing men really want to do, but can't do alone."
"What is it?" Han Shuhua asked, then immediately realized she was being silly. Fang Yulong was definitely talking about intercourse;
a man can't do that alone. Before Han Shuhua could say anything, one of Fang Yulong's fingers
touched her red lips. Han Shuhua immediately understood what the man meant. She snorted and said, "Your thing
is ugly and dirty, who would suck it for you?" As she spoke, the beautiful mayor even gave it a couple of "hard" strokes.
Perhaps to avoid oral sex, Han Shuhua proactively climbed onto Fang Yulong, holding his
penis with one hand and sitting down on her vulva. Han Shuhua's skills in bed weren't particularly outstanding, but she
was, after all, a beauty, and usually a high-ranking deputy mayor. Her proactive service to a man
satisfied Fang Yulong's vanity considerably. Anyway, once Han Shuhua arrived in Lingjiang, the two would have more opportunities to meet, and Fang Yulong believed that
one day, this beautiful mayor, or rather, this beautiful department head, would take the initiative to suck his penis.
Although Han Shuhua was on top, the bed they were sleeping on was very soft, and with Fang Yulong's buttocks raised on the bottom,
combined with the elasticity of the bed, the range of their genital friction was no less than before. The beautiful mayor quickly climaxed again.
This time, she straddled Fang Yulong with her legs spread wide, unable to close them, and could only let her juices
flow from their joined genitals, making Fang Yulong's lower abdomen and thighs wet...
The next day, before dawn, Han Shuhua put on her "spy uniform" and left the hotel. This night
was a restful, joyful, unrestrained, and satisfying
night for the long-parched beautiful mayor. But she had her own life and work. As soon as it was light, she would leave that bed that had given her breath, made her moan
, made her spasm, made her orgasm, and given her unforgettable memories.
Hongsen Company was ostensibly a security company, but in reality, it was a criminal organization with some underworld characteristics. They specialized
in providing security for entertainment venues, essentially collecting protection money. General Manager Xue Lin and Deputy General Manager Chu Xiayang
were actually the leaders of this organization. Many people knew Chu Xiayang's background; he was the son of the vice president of the Lingjiang Intermediate People's Court
. Few knew much about Xue Lin's background. Some said he was just a figurehead, and Chu Xiayang was the real
boss because his father was the vice president of the court, which allowed Xue Lin to become the leader. Others said Xue Lin had powerful backers
, allowing him to operate in both the legitimate and underworld circles. But this mysterious Xue Lin hadn't been seen since January 4th
.
At the old dock, only a few containers remained, one of which had welcomed a new "prisoner."
Xue Lin, who had previously been a powerful figure in Lingjiang City, was locked in the container, now covered in injuries. Fang Yulong
returned to Lingjiang and took Chen Gongzi's portrait to Xue Lin, asking if he recognized the person in the portrait. Since Xue Lin
secretly worked for the Zhang family, he should know Chen Gongzi, but Xue Lin said he had never seen the person in the portrait
.
Fang Yulong put away the portrait, his face grave. Could it be that besides Zhang Weijun, there was a third force secretly targeting
Fang Daming? Fang Yulong is now Fang Daming's son, and his fate is intertwined with Fang Daming's. If
the mastermind behind Chen Gongzi's manipulation isn't found, they might jump out and bite him from behind again.
There's no peace of mind until this mastermind is discovered.
Because of the sudden change in her family situation, Zhang Chongyue has been quite depressed at school for the past two weeks. Wang Ping has been by
her side, even smiling at her when she throws tantrums for no reason, which
touches the usually proud Zhang Chongyue's heart. On the 9th, universities in Lingjiang began their summer break. Knowing Zhang Chongyue's love of literature, Wang Ping
organized a trip to visit the former residences of cultural figures in Lingjiang during the holiday. Although Zhang Chongyue is from Lingjiang, she had
never visited the stories behind the former residences of famous people before, and she was very enthusiastic about the activity. She also knew that Wang Ping organized this activity
for her sake, and she felt a sweet warmth in her heart. Zhang Chongyue and Wang Ping's relationship officially began this semester
, though progress wasn't very fast. Wang Ping was very patient; throughout the semester, he had only held hands with Zhang Chongyue
and secretly kissed her once on the cheek. However, Wang Ping was already very happy; Zhang Chongyue hadn't objected, indicating that their
relationship could continue and would soon see a breakthrough.
Early in the morning, Xia Zhuyi and Fang Yulong went to visit Zhang Weijun. Although they lived in the same compound, Xia Zhuyi
had never been to Zhang Weijun's villa, and neither had the Zhang family ever been to Fang Daming's villa. Knowing that Xia Zhuyi and Fang
Yulong were coming to visit, Zhang Weijun was very surprised; this was extremely rare. Although he and Fang Daming were not on good terms, he
still had to maintain appearances of politeness. Since Xia Zhuyi was a woman, Zhang Weijun and Qiao Qiurong received Xia Zhuyi and Fang
Yulong together.
"Governor Zhang, Chairman Qiao, Yulong and I have come to visit you today because we have something we would like to discuss with you,"
Xia Zhuyi said, addressing Zhang Weijun by his official title, as she was the vice-chairwoman of the labor union and Zhang Weijun's subordinate. Qiao Qiurong is
the chief economist of Lingjiang Chemical Group and also serves as the executive director and vice president of the Jiangdong Red Cross Society.
She had fallen ill from the shock of that night and had only recently recovered, though her complexion was still somewhat pale
. Because Fang Yulong didn't live in the provincial party committee's residential compound often, Qiao Qiurong had never met him. Upon seeing
him for the first time, her heart skipped a beat. Fang Yulong's eyes were remarkably
similar to those of her first love.
Seeing his wife remain silent, Zhang Weijun assumed she hadn't fully recovered and coughed lightly, saying
, "Vice Chairman Xia, please speak frankly about what you need." After that night, Zhang Weijun kept a low profile,
rarely appearing in public except for necessary work activities. Xia Zhuyi's sudden visit startled Zhang Weijun.
A strange tension arose within him, and the scene from that night replayed in his mind. The masked man
had specifically told him what he was going to do after filming the video. The masked man had broken into his son's villa to retaliate against the Zhang family, and
filming the video was undoubtedly a further act of revenge. Especially later, when the masked man opened his son's safe
and took the USB drive containing his son's accounts. What would he do if he were the masked man? Post this information
online, or hand the video over to the Zhang family's rivals? Thinking of this, Zhang Weijun glanced at Xia
Zhuyi across the room. Wasn't Fang Daming his biggest rival right now?
Hearing her husband's words, Qiao Qiurong's gaze fell on Xia Zhuyi again. She and Xia Zhuyi were the same age, but
Xia Zhuyi looked several years younger, which made Qiao Qiurong envious. Qiao Qiurong usually took
good care of herself, but her haggard mood these past few days made her look much older. However, the Qiao family was a prominent family in Lingjiang
, and Qiao Qiurong's demeanor was even more graceful than her younger sister, Qiao Wanrong. Even sitting still on the sofa, she exuded an elegant
air.
"Governor Zhang, Chairman Qiao, a few days ago someone secretly gave me something—a lot of bank account numbers—
and mentioned someone named Xue Lin. I had someone find Xue Lin and ask him some questions."
Xia Zhuyi's words made Zhang Weijun's eyelids twitch. This masked man knew that he and Fang Daming were at odds, and he also knew that Fang
Daming had the ability to bring him down, so he handed over those documents to Fang Daming. What did Xia Zhuyi want by coming to his door
? Did she want him to leave Jiangdong? Ever since the loan fraud case was exposed online, Qiao Qiurong realized that Zhang Weijun and his son
were involved. Now, seeing Zhang Weijun's drastically changed expression, she knew that what Xia Zhuyi was referring to was the secret account Zhang Chonghua used
to transfer illicit funds. This was irrefutable evidence of the crimes committed by Zhang Weijun and his son. Even though Zhang Weijun was the governor of a province, he
was still shaken by this news.
"Xia Zhuyi, what do you want?" At this moment, Zhang Weijun spoke with a hint of panic. His fate
was in the hands of his opponents; this feeling was probably worse than death. Moreover, he had previously used underhanded tactics to smear
Fang Daming, and this time the Fang family would definitely make exorbitant demands.
"Governor Zhang, actually, Yulong and I have come to visit today to propose marriage for Yulong. Yulong and Chongyue
are schoolmates and about the same age. My Yulong has always liked Chongyue. Don't you think my Yulong and Chongyue are
a good match?"
Xia Zhuyi's words surprised both Zhang Weijun and Qiao Qiurong. The Fang family had actually made this request.
Qiao Qiurong, concerned about her daughter, knew that Fang Yulong had pursued her when she first entered university, but her daughter had rejected him.
She hadn't heard of Fang Yulong bothering her daughter since then, so why had the Fang family suddenly made this request? "Zhu
Yi, Chongyue and Yulong are still in school. Do you think we should wait until they graduate before discussing this?"
"They're not young anymore. Qiu Rong, things aren't like they were when we were young. These days, college students can
get married and have children. I remember last year there was a news article about a female college student taking graduation photos with her baby. If
you think Chongyue and Yulong are too young, you could let them get engaged first. School's out for break, Chongyue must be home
, right? Yulong bought movie tickets and wants to invite Chongyue to a movie. Let the two of them get to know each other first. Governor Zhang,
what do you think?"
"Since Vice Chairman Xia has this plan, I think we should do as Vice Chairman Xia says. Qiu Rong, go and
ask Chongyue to come down and talk to Yulong."
Qiao Qiu Rong looked at her husband's eyes and knew that for the sake of the Zhang family's interests, her husband was already prepared to hand their daughter over to the Fang
family. What about her daughter? Would her daughter agree to date Fang Yulong? Two years ago, her daughter had already rejected Fang Yulong;
she certainly wouldn't want to date him now.
In a small room on the second floor, Zhang Chongyue was texting Wang Ping, arranging to have lunch together and
visit the former residence of a famous person in the afternoon. Qiao Qiurong knocked on the door and called her daughter's name. Zhang Chongyue got up and opened the door,
seeing her mother standing outside, and asked what was wrong.
Qiao Qiurong went into her daughter's room and gently closed the door. Looking at her daughter's delicate face, Qiao Qiurong
didn't know how to speak for a moment. "Mom, why aren't you saying anything? Has something happened again?"
"Yuyue, the guests coming downstairs are Fang Yulong and his mother, Xia Zhuyi."
"Fang Yulong? What's he doing here?" Zhang Chongyue never expected Fang Yulong to come to her house to propose marriage.
"They're here to propose marriage."
"Propose marriage? How shameless that guy is! I'm going to give him a good scolding." Hearing that Fang Yulong had come to her house to propose
marriage, Zhang Chongyue was furious and cursed Fang Yulong for being shameless. Qiao Qiurong immediately pulled Zhang Chongyue back, telling her to speak more quietly
. "Yueyue, your father has run into some trouble. If the Fang family doesn't back down, he'll be in big trouble."
"So you want me to agree to the Fang family's demands? How could you do this, Mom? I have a boyfriend
! Fang Yulong is a rapist! How can you make me marry him?"
"Yueyue, I know you don't like Fang Yulong, but if you don't agree to be his girlfriend,
the Fang family will ruin your father's reputation. Not only will our Zhang family be finished, but the Qiao family will also be affected.
And your aunt, we'll lose everything. Yueyue, I beg you, for the sake of our Zhang family, for the sake of the
Qiao family, please agree to be Fang Yulong's girlfriend for now." Qiao Qiurong said, tears streaming down her face.
She didn't want to force her daughter to be Fang Yulong's girlfriend, but thinking about Zhang Weijun and his son, if she didn't agree to the Fang family's demands,
the entire Zhang and Qiao families would be wiped out.
"Mom, what's going on? Is it because of my older brother?" Zhang Chongyue saw her mother crying and knew
her family was in great trouble.
"Yueyue, don't ask any more questions. Only if you agree to be Fang Yulong's girlfriend
can our Zhang and Qiao families get through this difficult time. Yueyue, I know you don't like Fang Yulong. You can pretend to be his
girlfriend for now. You're still in school, so you can drag it out for two or three years."
"What's the use of dragging it out for two or three years? Mom, making me be a rapist's girlfriend is like pushing me into
a fire pit!" Zhang Chongyue had heard about Fang Yulong's alleged rape. If she became Fang
Yulong's girlfriend, what innocence would she have left?
"Yueyue, I know this is difficult for you, but this is the only request from the Fang family. Do you really want your..."
" Your father will spend the rest of his life in prison. Do you want to see our Zhang and Qiao families lose everything? I think
Fang Yulong is quite good-looking. You could try dating him, Mom begs you." Seeing that Zhang
Chongyue wouldn't agree, Qiao Qiurong was about to kneel before her. Zhang Chongyue immediately helped her mother up and said softly, "
Mom, please don't do this. I... I promise you, I'll pretend to be Fang Yulong's girlfriend."
"Yuanyue, Mom knows this is wrong, but without your father, our Zhang and Qiao families would
have nothing." Seeing her daughter agree to her request, Qiao Qiurong herself shed tears. From
childhood, she had loved Zhang Chongyue dearly, but in the end, she had to sacrifice Zhang Chongyue to save the Zhang and Qiao families. Zhang Chongyue followed Qiao Qiurong downstairs and saw Fang Yulong sitting on the sofa, 　　glaring at him
fiercely .
In front of her parents and Xia Zhuyi, she certainly couldn't scold Fang Yulong, but when they were alone,
she absolutely had to give him a good scolding to vent her anger. Don't think that just because you've caught something about the Zhang family, you can threaten her. Xia Zhuyi
hadn't really looked at Zhang Chongyue closely, but now that Zhang Chongyue was facing her sideways, she felt that Zhang Chongyue's profile actually
resembled hers somewhat. Her son hadn't had a girlfriend in high school, but he fell for Zhang Chongyue as soon as he entered university—
was it because Zhang Chongyue looked somewhat like her?
"Yulong, didn't you buy movie tickets to invite Chongyue to the movies? After the movie, accompany Chongyue shopping.
You young people have a lot to talk about; the more you interact, the better you'll understand each other. I think you'll soon fall for each other
."
"Yes, Chongyue, I'm inviting you to the movies." Fang Yulong smiled slightly at Zhang Chongyue, appearing
polite. Zhang Chongyue inwardly scorned Xia Zhuyi and Fang Yulong. This girl is only pretending to be your girlfriend
; you think I'd fall for you, a rapist? No way!
Watching Fang Yulong and Zhang Chongyue leave, Xia Zhuyi said to Zhang Weijun and Qiao Qiurong, "Governor Zhang, Qiurong
, our Fang family doesn't lack anything. We don't need to prepare anything for Chongyue's dowry; just
give her half of that money as her dowry." Zhang Weijun's lips trembled. He could only get about half of that money, and
Xia Zhuyi took it all with just one offer—how ruthless! But as long as he was in power, he would always have the money. If he
angered the Fang family now, not only would he lose the money, but his future would be ruined too.
"Our Yulong's betrothal gifts will be delivered to the entrance of Hongsen Company at five o'clock this afternoon. Governor Zhang, remember to have someone
receive them. It wouldn't be good if someone else took them." Xia Zhuyi finished speaking with a light smile and
left Zhang Weijun's villa with Fang Yulong and Zhang Chongyue.
Zhang Weijun knew what Xia Zhuyi meant by betrothal gifts; the ones being returned were definitely Xue Lin. Xue Lin had been missing
for several days, yet Xia Zhuyi only came to confront him today. She must have gathered all the evidence against him and his son during these past few days,
including the matter of Xue Lin dealing with Deng Feng. Qiao Qiurong knew that Xia Zhuyi's last words must have told her husband some
important information. Seeing Zhang Weijun's helpless expression as he watched Xia Zhuyi's retreating figure, she knew the Fang family possessed enough
evidence to ruin his reputation and destroy him forever. At
the Zhang family villa, Qiao Qiurong and Zhang Weijun sat blankly on the sofa; the entire living room was eerily quiet. After a long silence
, Qiao Qiurong suddenly asked Zhang Weijun, "Have you been planning to sacrifice Chongyue all along?"
Zhang Weijun looked at his wife calmly and slowly said, "How can you say that? If the Fang family really
wants Chongyue, can we protect her after I'm removed from the family? Fang Daming has a good plan; he wants
to use me to further expand his influence in Jiangdong. As long as I'm still in power, as long as I'm still useful,
the Fang family will treat Chongyue politely. Chongyue will eventually get married. Although Fang Yulong is a bit of a scoundrel,
he's still Fang Daming's son. It wouldn't be a loss for Chongyue to marry him."
Hearing Zhang Weijun's words, Qiao Qiurong fell silent again. Everything was for profit. If her husband
was useless to Fang Daming, perhaps Fang Daming would have eradicated him completely this time. If that happened, what would happen to Chongyue
? If Fang Yulong continued to pester Chongyue, would she have any other choice? In this light, the current situation
was actually the best outcome.
The distance between Zhang Weijun's villa and Fang Daming's villa wasn't far, just a few minutes' walk. Although
the temperature had dropped a bit these past few days, the weather was sunny and the sun felt warm. Zhang Chongyue wore a light pink, fitted
long down jacket, the zipper pulled all the way to her chest, revealing a section of a black turtleneck sweater below her neck. She wore
light blue straight-leg jeans and black high-top leather shoes, giving her a pure and pretty look. Perhaps
it was the thickness of the down jacket, or perhaps it was because Zhang Chongyue's breasts had grown larger over the past six months, but upon seeing her again, Fang
Yulong felt that Zhang Chongyue's figure had become even more alluring, especially the smooth down jacket, which was bulging under her high, firm breasts
, creating a strong visual impact.
Zhang Chongyue remained silent the entire way; her mind was still in a daze. Why
was Fang Yulong still thinking about her? She and Fang Yulong hadn't spoken for two years, and he hadn't shown any
interest in pursuing her during those two years. Why would he suddenly come to her house to propose marriage? What trouble had her father encountered again, forcing him to compromise with the Fang family
to keep his current position? In Zhang Chongyue's eyes, her father had always been a serious and upright person; it was impossible for him to have done
something wrong that would give the Fang family leverage.
Xia Zhuyi quickly caught up with Fang Yulong and Zhang Chongyue. If she were to choose a girlfriend for her son, Zhang Chongyue would definitely be Xia
Zhuyi's top choice, excellent in both looks and family background. Zhang Chongyue had always looked down on her son,
but unexpectedly, she was forced to become his girlfriend this time—it was truly fate. Xia Zhuyi looked at Zhang Chongyue's back,
feeling a pang of regret. Zhang Chongyue was indeed young and beautiful, but her body seemed rather frail; such a woman
would have a difficult time giving birth. However, her aunt seemed to be very fertile. She wondered why,
even after her son had been with Qiao Wanrong for several months, Qiao Wanrong's belly hadn't swelled. Could it be that her son had a problem in that area like her
? Xia Zhuyi shook her head. Her son was so powerful in that area that he could exhaust her; how could he be infertile?
Could it be that Qiao Wanrong, like her, is infertile? Qiao Wanrong has been married for almost ten years and still hasn't had a child; it's entirely
possible.
"Yulong, it's time to eat. Take Chongyue out to eat and have fun." Xia
Xia Zhuyi spoke very gently, her voice beautiful and pleasant to listen to. Zhang Chongyue had only seen Xia Zhuyi
a few times before, and each time she only caught a glimpse of her from afar. Now, looking closely at Xia Zhuyi, Zhang Chongyue realized that
this beautiful woman was extremely beautiful, even more so than her mother and aunt, and looked very young. She
had always thought her mother and aunt looked young, but compared to Xia Zhuyi, they were far less so. Zhang Chongyue couldn't help
but think, how could such a beautiful woman be so malicious? Knowing that she didn't like Fang Yulong, she still forced her
to be Fang Yulong's girlfriend; she was truly wicked. She only thought of her own son and didn't consider other people's feelings at all.
Fang Yulong took Zhang Chongyue to Qin Feng Restaurant, where they had last met, and let Zhang Chongyue order a few dishes herself. Zhang
Chongyue felt very uncomfortable eating with Fang Yulong, especially since Fang Yulong was so polite at this moment, which made Zhang Chongyue feel a little
nauseous. Don't think I don't know your sordid past. No matter how well you pretend, I won't be interested in you.
Zhang Chongyue ordered two dishes and then handed the menu to Fang Yulong. Fang Yulong casually ordered two dishes and a bottle
of juice. Zhang Chongyue placed her phone on the table, glancing at it frequently. Her date with Wang Ping was approaching;
how could she get away from Fang Yulong? "Did you make an appointment?" Fang Yulong suddenly asked, noticing Zhang Chongyue constantly checking her phone
. Zhang Chongyue said, "I've made plans with a classmate to visit some former residences of famous people. How about I don't go to
the movie with you this afternoon? You can go by yourself?"
"Really? Which former residences are we going to visit? I've been in Lingjiang for so long and haven't been to many. How about
I go with you this afternoon?"
"That's not a good idea. If you like watching movies, you should go. I'll go with my classmate."
Zhang Chongyue didn't dare let Fang Yulong know she had made plans with Wang Ping. If Fang Yulong knew Wang Ping was pursuing her,
he might secretly retaliate against him.
"Watching a movie alone is no fun. The movie I found is one you've definitely never seen before. It's very exciting; you'll definitely
be thrilled. How about I go with you to visit the former residences this afternoon, and you come with me to the movie tonight?" Fang Yulong
still smiled slightly. He had heard Chen Jing mention Wang Ping pursuing Zhang Chongyue, and judging from Zhang Chongyue's expression, he knew she
had made plans with Wang Ping. Fang Yulong was now like a wolf hunting its prey, and Zhang Chongyue was like a little lamb. Now, the
little lamb was in the sheepfold, and playing with it before eating it was a pleasant thing.
Seeing she couldn't persuade Fang Yulong, Zhang Chongyue wanted to leave. But thinking of her mother's pleading eyes,
she held back. "Fang Yulong, what happened to my father?" Zhang Chongyue suddenly asked Fang Yulong about her
father.
"It's not convenient to talk about these things here with so many people coming and going. It wouldn't be good for Governor Zhang if word got out. If you want to know, we
can talk about it while we're watching a movie."
The waiter started serving the food, and Zhang Chongyue and Fang Yulong stopped talking and ate in silence. During this time, Wang Ping sent
Zhang Chongyue a text message asking where she was. Zhang Chongyue replied, saying she had something to do at home and wouldn't be going out
. Fang Yulong pretended not to see anything and just ate his own food. Zhang Chongyue had no appetite and
said she was done after a few bites.
The black SUV drove towards the old dock. Seeing the car heading towards the suburbs, Zhang Chongyue asked Fang Yulong which movie
theater they were going to. Fang Yulong said it was a very special place, and she'd see when they got there. Zhang Chongyue assumed it was
a new movie theater in some small town on the outskirts of the city, but Fang Yulong drove to an abandoned old dock. Seeing the heavy,
old-fashioned iron gate slowly closing, Zhang Chongyue immediately became alert, staring at Fang Yulong and asking, "Fang Yulong,
what do you want with me here?"
Fang Yulong still had a smile on his face, driving until they reached a row of old houses. He got out and walked to the passenger side,
opening the door. Looking at Fang Yulong's smile, Zhang Chongyue felt increasingly uneasy, sitting motionless in the car
. Fang Yulong stood outside the car, not moving, looking at Zhang Chongyue inside. The seatbelt crossed Zhang Chongyue's cleavage,
making her breasts appear full and alluring. Seeing Fang Yulong standing motionless outside the car, Zhang Chongyue turned
to look at him again, only to find him staring at her chest. "You pervert!" Zhang Chongyue immediately grabbed his
chest with both hands.
Fang Yulong suddenly pressed down on Zhang Chongyue, loosening his grip on her seatbelt with one hand and pulling
her out of the car from behind with the other. "Ah, let me go! What are you doing?" Zhang Chongyue
screamed, hitting Fang Yulong's back forcefully. Fang Yulong seemed to have suddenly changed, hoisting Zhang Chongyue
onto his shoulder and pushing open the door to enter the house.
"Fang Yulong, you… what are you trying to do?" Zhang Chongyue crossed her arms and looked around. The house seemed
quite empty. Against one wall was an old-fashioned fireplace, looking very worn. Next to the fireplace
was a closed old wooden door in the corner. In the center of the room, not far from the fireplace, stood a large sofa with a
new rug underneath. Opposite it was a TV cabinet with a new television set on it, and
a new floor-standing air conditioner in the corner. The floor was covered with long wooden planks, each about twenty centimeters wide—
the kind of wooden flooring Zhang Chongyue had only ever seen in old houses from the Republican era. The walls were freshly painted, still faintly
smelling of paint. Fang Yulong opened the window to let in some fresh air, and a cold draft blew into the room. Zhang Chongyue immediately zipped up her coat.
Seeing that Fang Yulong didn't speak, she remained silent, staring blankly as he started a fire in the stove with wood and coal.
After the ventilation was complete, the lingering paint smell dissipated, and Fang Yulong closed the doors and windows and turned on the air conditioner.
As Fang Yulong approached her step by step, Zhang Chongyue repeatedly backed away, finally collapsing onto the sofa in a panic.
"You...what do you want to do...let me go back." Zhang Chongyue clutched her chest tightly, terrified that Fang
Yulong would strip her clothes off.
Fang Yulong sat down next to Zhang Chongyue, scrutinizing her from head to toe. Being alone
in a room with a man with a prior rape conviction made Zhang Chongyue extremely nervous, especially with Fang Yulong eyeing her body like a lecherous old man. Zhang Chongyue
got up to open the door and leave, but Fang Yulong grabbed her from behind and pulled her back onto the sofa. "Ah...let me go...
you scoundrel...rapist...what do you want to do, let me go..." Zhang Chongyue
struggled as Fang Yulong held her, because she felt one of his hands pressing against her chest, through her clothes...
He squeezed her breasts forcefully, making Zhang Chongyue both anxious and frightened. Although she had held hands with Wang Ping and had been secretly kissed
on the cheek by him, her breasts had never been touched by a man before.
Zhang Chongyue was pinned to the sofa by Fang Yulong, kicking and biting, but her mouth was held shut by Fang Yulong.
"Fang Yulong, you bastard...you pervert...if you dare to bully me, my dad won't let you get away with it!" Zhang Chongyue
screamed again as Fang Yulong pressed her down on the sofa. Fang Yulong laughed, "You're such a stupid woman.
Your dad sent you here to be my girlfriend. What do you think I should do with my girlfriend?" Fang Yulong sat
on Zhang Chongyue's buttocks, reached his hands to her chest, and unzipped her down jacket. Fang Yulong
's words stunned Zhang Chongyue. She had been sold to Fang Yulong by her parents. Back then, she thought that pretending to be
Fang Yulong's girlfriend would be enough. She remembered Fang Yulong as someone who wouldn't dare do anything to her. Now, everything
was completely unexpected. The current Fang Yulong was a complete scoundrel and rapist, no longer
the guy who would blush after a few teasing remarks from her. Was Fang Yulong deliberately going to her
house to propose because of the past, just to humiliate her? It wasn't until Fang Yulong completely unzipped her down jacket that Zhang Chongyue came to
her senses. Seeing Fang Yulong actually taking off her clothes, she struggled violently.
"You scoundrel, you bastard… let me go…" Fang Yulong took off Zhang Chongyue's coat, revealing a
fitted turtleneck sweater, her slender and perfect figure on full display. Because of the struggle, Zhang Chongyue's body began to heat up, and Fang
Yulong's hand, inside her clothes, could feel the heat of her skin. "No... Fang Yulong...
I beg you... I know it was wrong of me to embarrass you before... but I really don't like you... please let me go
." Feeling Fang Yulong's hand slip inside her thermal underwear, even though it was only touching her back, Zhang
Chongyue cried out in fear. Fang Yulong ignored Zhang Chongyue's cries and instead reached to undo her
belt. Zhang Chongyue felt Fang Yulong was no longer pressing on her buttocks and immediately tried to get up to resist, only to find Fang Yulong
hugging her from behind, his hands undoing her belt.
"Ah... Fang Yulong, what are you trying to do? Let go..." Zhang Chongyue gripped Fang Yulong's
hands tightly as he untied her belt. "What do you think I'm doing in a room with my girlfriend?" Fang Yulong released Zhang
Chongyue's belt, one hand tightly hugging her slender waist, the other forcefully kneading her breasts. Without
the barrier of her thermal underwear, he could feel the softness and firmness of her breasts even more clearly. "You ask me what I want to do? Actually, I'm
thinking about whether I should rape you or drug you. If I rape you, you might feel pain, and
if you resist, I'll hit you. If I drug you, you'll be dizzy, feeling like you're in a dream. Tell me, do you want to be raped
or drugged?" Zhang Chongyue knelt on the sofa, Fang Yulong stood behind her, occasionally
licking her crystal-clear earlobe as he spoke, making Zhang Chongyue tremble with fear.
"No, I don't want anything." Zhang Chongyue covered her pants with one hand and pressed down on Fang Yulong's
large hand that was kneading her breasts with the other, trying to stop Fang Yulong's actions, but to no avail.
"That's right. Those women who have been raped are covered in bruises, and they're still raped in the end. It's better not to
resist. The same goes for date rape; they get no orgasm and don't even get to experience it. It's such a waste. You're really smart; you know not to
be raped or date raped, so you have to cooperate with me. I think our first time having sex will give you an
unprecedented orgasm."
"No... I don't want to do it with you..." After all that talk, Fang Yulong still wanted to violate her body, and Zhang
Chongyue struggled again. But Fang Yulong was too strong; his arms around her were so tight she could barely breathe, and
his hand, which had been kneading her breasts, went to undo her pants. She absolutely couldn't let this filthy rapist violate her pure body
; she had to keep her pure body for the person she loved. Zhang Chongyue started cursing again: "Let me go,
you scoundrel, you shameless bastard!"
Zhang Chongyue lay on the back of the sofa, one hand gripping her pants tightly. Fang Yulong simply took off Zhang
Chongyue's shoes and touched the soles of her feet through her socks. "Ah... let me go, you pervert!" The soles of the feet
are a sensitive area for most people, and Zhang Chongyue was no exception. As Fang Yulong touched her feet, Zhang Chongyue felt
weak and tingly, collapsing onto the sofa and kicking her legs wildly. Because her back was to Fang Yulong, she couldn't reach
him, and eventually, Fang Yulong spread her legs and pressed her down on the sofa. Zhang Chongyue's body was slender, but at this
moment, her writhing buttocks appeared very sexy and full.
"I didn't expect your buttocks to be so round." Fang Yulong focused his attack on
Zhang Chongyue's buttocks, using his arm to support her back, placing both of his large hands on her buttocks. One hand
even slipped between her buttocks, rubbing her vulva through her pants. This was the first time Zhang Chongyue's
private parts had been touched, and by a man she hated so much. "Fang Yulong, you perverted bastard, you'll die a horrible
death!" Zhang Chongyue was powerless to resist, only able to shout and curse, her legs clenching tightly to try and stop Fang Yulong's
lewd assault on her private parts.
The tighter Zhang Chongyue clenched her legs, the more excited Fang Yulong became. The strength of Zhang Chongyue's clenched legs was no match
for Fang Yulong's fingers invading her private parts, squeezing her vulva through his pants. Zhang Chongyue, experiencing her vulva for the first time,
quickly felt weak all over, and the places Fang Yulong had touched felt unbearably itchy.
Zhang Chongyue had masturbated before, but it was always gentle and light, unlike Fang Yulong, who practically stuffed his pants
into her vagina. "Bastard... pervert... let me go..." Zhang Chongyue braced herself on the sofa,
trying to push Fang Yulong off her, but to no avail; instead, her lower body felt increasingly itchy.
Zhang Chongyue's struggles weakened, and Fang Yulong easily took over her waistband. Seeing
Fang Yulong reach for her belt again, Zhang Chongyue was both anxious and ashamed. She pinched Fang Yulong's hand hard, leaving
several bloody marks. Fang Yulong flew into a rage, pulling off his own belt and
whipping Zhang Chongyue's buttocks and back repeatedly, yelling, "You filthy cunt! I wanted to treat you well, but you insisted on being a jerk ! I'll beat you
to death, you bitch!"
Fang Yulong's belt was wide, and he used a measured force, enough to cause Zhang Chongyue pain without breaking her.
Zhang Chongyue was covered in bruises from the beating. The sound of the belt striking her buttocks was crisp and clear. Zhang Chongyue
felt a burning sensation on her back and buttocks. Stubbornly, she didn't immediately give in, but instead shouted, "I'm not
a slut! You perverted bastard, you rapist, you pervert... ah..." In the end, Fang Yulong continued to whip
Zhang Chongyue's buttocks, making her feel both pain and shame.
After the fire was lit, the temperature in the room rose quickly. Combined with their vigorous movements, not only was Fang
Yulong sweating, but Zhang Chongyue, who was closer to the fireplace, also began to sweat. Fang Yulong took off his coat and trousers, wearing only
a thermal undershirt and underwear. His huge penis, showing signs of erection from the excitement of whipping Zhang Chongyue, looked
quite large. Seeing that Fang Yulong had stopped spanking her, Zhang Chongyue turned to look at him and saw him taking
off his pants. Terrified, she screamed, "Don't come any closer!" She retreated, curling up in
a corner of the sofa.
Looking at the terrified and helpless Zhang Chongyue, Fang Yulong noticed
a resemblance between her and his mother, Xia Zhuyi. For a moment, Fang Yulong felt a pang of pity, but then he thought of the deceased Qingling
and Zhang Chongyue's past mockery, and a surge of anger rose within him. He walked step by step
towards the now weak and powerless Zhang Chongyue. Zhang Chongyue thought Fang Yulong was about to rape her and, terrified, closed her eyes and
screamed, "Don't come any closer...don't touch me!" She flailed and clawed wildly in Fang Yulong's direction. Fang Yulong
knew Zhang Chongyue was about to break down. He wasn't in a hurry at all; it was only a little past one in the afternoon,
and he had plenty of time to play with the governor's daughter before him.
Zhang Chongyue, flailing her arms wildly, looked fierce, but Fang Yulong easily grabbed her hands. "Ah...
let me go... you pervert..." Zhang Chongyue lowered her head, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Fang Yulong's
genitals in his underwear, which terrified her so much that she closed her eyes again. Just when she thought Fang Yulong was going to take off her pants again, she heard him
whisper in her ear, "I forgot I invited you to see a movie. I'll show you now. It's a very
exciting movie, I guarantee you've never seen anything like it before."
Fang Yulong released Zhang Chongyue, walked to the TV, turned it on, and selected a multimedia video.
Seeing Fang Yulong sitting down next to her with the remote, Zhang Chongyue immediately stood up from the sofa to find her shoes,
but Fang Yulong grabbed her from behind and threw her back onto the sofa. "If you don't want to get beaten again, you'd better behave."
Fang Yulong said, pressing the remote control and selecting the first video.
When Zhang Chongyue saw a naked woman on the screen, she immediately looked away. Although she had
secretly watched some adult films, she couldn't show it in front of Fang Yulong. Inwardly, she
sneered at him, "This is what you call 'exciting movies I've never seen before'? Pah!" The sounds of moaning came from the television.
Although few, Zhang Chongyue blushed, further confirming her belief in Fang Yulong's vulgarity and low
taste. These kinds of films should only be watched secretly by oneself; how could he invite her to watch them? Did he think that inviting her to watch this
kind of movie would make her sleep with him? How naive!
On the television screen, Qiao Qiurong was being excitedly penetrated by Zhang Chonghua, occasionally letting out suppressed moans. Fang Yulong,
watching the television, thought back to that night. This Qiao Qiurong was about the same age as Xia Zhuyi, both mature beauties
. Once he had trained Zhang Chongyue, he would definitely train this mature beauty well too. Zhang Chongyue wasn't watching
TV, but being held by Fang Yulong, she heard the faint moans coming from the television. Zhang Chongyue began to
feel hot all over, trying to break free from Fang Yulong's embrace, which only increased the friction between their bodies.
Fang Yulong turned to look at Zhang Chongyue and said, "What are you pretending for? You Zhang family members are all sluts and whores ,
pretending to be embarrassed to watch. You've seen plenty in private, haven't you?" "
No, you're the pervert!" Zhang Chongyue glared at Fang Yulong. Fang Yulong laughed, "Who's the slut
? You'll know if you watch TV."
Could there really be something special about the television? Zhang Chongyue looked up at the screen and saw a woman's pale
body trembling wildly, her breasts shaking particularly noticeably. The camera moved from the woman's body to her face
, and that face… Zhang Chongyue stared blankly at the television screen, completely stunned. How could this be? How could this
be? The woman on the screen was her mother. No wonder Fang Yulong called the Zhang family members all sluts
and whores; the naked, moaning woman on the screen was actually her mother. The camera slowly zoomed out, and
the man having sex with her mother appeared on the television screen. Zhang Chongyue was stunned again, completely unaware that Fang Yulong's hands were undoing
her belt and trousers. My God, her mother was having sex with her older brother! How could this happen
? Was her mother really that promiscuous? Although her mother and older brother weren't related by blood, she was still his
nominal mother. How could they do such a thing? She remembered how her mother had almost
knelt before her in her room. Her mother knew the video had fallen into the Fang family's hands, and if she didn't agree to be Fang Yulong's girlfriend
, would her mother and the entire Zhang family be ruined?
"No, this isn't real!" Zhang Chongyue suddenly screamed, unable to bear the shock of the scene. At this moment, Fang
Yulong had already unbuckled Zhang Chongyue's belt and buttons, and a large hand reached into Zhang Chongyue's underwear to touch her vulva
. Zhang Chongyue's sudden scream startled Fang Yulong. "Ah...you pervert, let me go!"
Zhang Chongyue saw that Fang Yulong's hand was already inside her underwear, his fingers pressing on her mons pubis, and she
struggled violently again.
"Stop pretending, you slut. Just look at your mother's face and I know how slutty you are. Your Zhang family gave
you to me as my girlfriend, so I'm your husband. What's wrong with letting your husband touch and fuck your cunt? You slut, you won't let your husband fuck
you, you only think about letting some random guy outside fuck you, tell me, aren't you a slut?" Fang Yulong's fingers grabbed
a tuft of pubic hair on Zhang Chongyue's mons pubis and pulled hard, causing Zhang Chongyue to scream in pain.
Zhang Chongyue had a high opinion of herself, and Fang Yulong had slandered her, so she naturally refused to accept it. In a tearful voice, she
said to Fang Yulong, "I'm not a slut, I'm still a virgin, I'm not a slut."
"You're still a virgin? Don't think I don't know about your flirting with that guy Wang Ping at school."
"You're a virgin, and I'm still a virgin. Anyone can say that." Fang Yulong said, forcefully kneading Zhang Chongyue's
breasts with one hand, while his hand, which was inside Zhang Chongyue's underwear, pushed downwards. Through her pants, Zhang Chongyue couldn't effectively stop Fang
Yulong's assault, only feeling her sensitive clitoris being pressed by Fang Yulong's fingers, feeling unbearably ashamed.
"I really am still a virgin. I'm not a slut. Wang Ping and I are just ordinary classmates."
Fang Yulong didn't quite believe Zhang Chongyue's words. That guy Wang Ping had already slept with Chen Jing a long time ago.
Would he not make a move on Zhang Chongyue after getting her? "You little slut, you're still trying to fool me. Don't think I don't know
about you and Wang Ping. 'Just ordinary classmates,' who are you trying to fool?"
"I...I only held hands with him, nothing else."
"Just held hands, nothing else?" Fang Yulong's fingers had already broken through Zhang Chongyue's labia and entered
the girl's vaginal vestibule. Zhang Chongyue squeezed her legs together tightly, but couldn't stop Fang Yulong's fingers. "Holded
hands...he secretly kissed my face...that's all, nothing else."
"Then how can you prove you're a virgin?" Fang Yulong released Zhang Chongyue, pulled off her thin belt
, and slapped it against her wrist, as if he would beat her severely if she couldn't prove she was a virgin
. "I've exposed you, haven't I? You still dare to say you're a virgin and not a slut?" Fang Yulong's belt lashed
Zhang Chongyue's thigh. Even through two or three layers of pants, Zhang Chongyue felt a burning pain on her thigh.
"I...I don't know how to prove it, I...I really am a virgin." Zhang Chongyue hugged her knees,
curling her body into a ball. Looking at the belt in Fang Yulong's hand, Zhang Chongyue was both anxious and afraid. Women are always more afraid
of violence, let alone Zhang Chongyue, who had been pampered since childhood. How could she prove to Fang Yulong that she was still a virgin?
Did she have to take off her pants for him to check? Exposing her most private parts in front of a disgusting man was
such a shameful thing, how could she do that?
"Take off your pants for me to check. If your hymen is still intact, I will believe you are still a virgin and I
will let you go today."
Zhang Chongyue, who had been hesitant about whether to let Fang Yulong check her hymen, thought that she could not escape
the fate of being raped today. Hearing Fang Yulong say this, she actually thought that Fang Yulong would let her go, and tremblingly pulled down her
pants. Zhang Chongyue was more afraid of the cold, so she wore thermal underwear under her outer pants, and under the thermal underwear, she wore tight leggings, which made
it a little difficult to pull down her pants. Exposing her genitals to a man for the first time filled Zhang Chongyue with immense shame. However, to
prove her innocence, she pulled down her panties and tucked all her pants up to her thighs, revealing her
pink labia to Fang Yulong.
*Slap!* Fang Yulong slapped Zhang Chongyue's thighs on either side of her vulva. "Where's your hymen?
There isn't one."
"It's... a little inside." Zhang Chongyue's legs were bound by her pants, so she could only
gently part her labia herself to show Fang Yulong. Doing such a shameful thing in front of a man, Zhang Chongyue
closed her eyes in shame. Because Zhang Chongyue's legs weren't spread apart, even with her labia parted, Fang Yulong could only
vaguely see a patch of pinkish flesh inside.
Fang Yulong gently poked Zhang Chongyue's labia with his finger, and Zhang Chongyue's body immediately trembled. Even
a patient would feel unbearably ashamed undergoing such an examination by a doctor, let alone a virgin like Zhang Chongyue being examined by someone she perceived as
a rapist. Zhang Chongyue's wrists trembled as she pressed her hips down.
It was too shameful to let a man she hated examine her hymen. Fang Yulong reached out and gently pried open Zhang Chongyue's labia,
revealing her pink vulva. The translucent vaginal flesh
trembled gently with Zhang Chongyue's heavy breathing, revealing a thin membrane with red streaks.
Fang Yulong was excited to see a woman's hymen for the first time. He had always assumed Zhang Chongyue had slept with Wang Ping
, but she was still a virgin. Raping Zhang Chongyue would cause her even more pain
, and the more pain she suffered, the stronger his vengeful pleasure would be. "You...you saw it?" Zhang Chongyue opened her eyes and glanced at him, 　　then closed them again
when she saw Fang Yulong staring at her vulva .
Fang Yulong slapped Zhang Chongyue's buttocks again and said, "Still can't see?
How can you see inside if you don't spread your legs? Take off your pants."
Zhang Chongyue was half-lying on the sofa, the position of her legs together and raised already making her feel incredibly ashamed. Fang Yulong
wanted her to take off her pants, spread her legs, and show him her vulva. It was too shameful and embarrassing. To prove
her innocence, after some internal struggle, Zhang Chongyue still took off her pants. She desperately wanted to prove
her virginity so that Fang Yulong would let her go back. She never expected that this was just
a lie Fang Yulong told her to take off her pants. Her naked legs were exposed to the air. Although the room was air-conditioned and the fireplace was burning,
Zhang Chongyue still felt a chill in her groin.
This woman is really stupid. She actually thought I would let her go back. Such an easy woman to fool. That Wang
Ping didn't even sleep with her. He left her for me to deflower. It's really fate. Zhang Chongyue clutched her thighs, still
making a final struggle internally. Although she desperately wanted to prove her innocence, the thought of spreading her legs and making
such a lewd gesture in front of a man was still unbearable.
"Didn't you say you were still a virgin? Prove it to me." Fang Yulong lightly lashed
Zhang Chongyue's vulva with his belt. Zhang Chongyue closed her eyes and opened her legs. Her legs
were spread open in a V-shape like ram's horns pointing upwards. He reached his hands inside her thighs and gently parted her labia, making her vulva
open like an "O" shape.
"You should see it now." Zhang Chongyue slightly opened her eyes to see what Fang Yulong was doing, only to find him
standing in front of her, his buttocks pressed against hers. What made Zhang Chongyue even more nervous was that Fang Yulong was no longer
wearing his underwear, and his thick, strange penis was erect like a large iron rod, the glans purplish-
red from engorgement. "Fang Yulong, what do you want to do?" Zhang Chongyue tried to pull herself back by bracing herself on the sofa, but Fang Yulong
pressed down on her shoulders, preventing her from moving. What made Zhang Chongyue even more desperate was that Fang Yulong had already spread her legs apart,
making it impossible for her to close them. Even the most foolish woman would know what was about to happen.
"Fang Yulong, you bastard, you liar! You said you wouldn't rape me as long as I was a virgin!" Zhang
Chongyue flailed her arms wildly, grabbing Fang Yulong's chest. Fang Yulong's hands slid down, from her shoulders to
her wrists, then he grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, lifting them above her head and
pressing them against the back of the sofa.
"Am I going to rape you? If you're willing to let me fuck you, it's not rape, right? Are you
willing to let me fuck you, or do you want me to force you to?" Unable to move her hands, Zhang Chongyue twisted her
waist with all her might, but Fang Yulong's other hand pressed down on her mons pubis, making it impossible for her to twist her waist.
"Even if you beat me to death, you can forget about me letting you have your way with me."
"It's better if you don't want to. Didn't you say I'm a rapist? I've never raped a virgin like you before.
It'll be really exciting if we get along. The stronger your resistance, the more interesting it will be, don't you think?"
"Ah...you filthy scoundrel, liar, let me go!" "
Scream all you want. Your Zhang family handed you over to me, so I'm your master now. Now let's see how your master
deflowers you." Fang Yulong rubbed his glans against Zhang Chongyue's labia.
A little bit of vaginal fluid had already been secreted from Zhang Chongyue's vagina. After rubbing it a few times, Fang Yulong's huge glans forced open the closed labia and
entered Zhang Chongyue's virgin vagina.
"Ah...it hurts so much...let me go..." Zhang Chongyue saw Fang Yulong's glans enter her vagina and
assumed he had broken her hymen. In reality, it was just that her vagina had never had such a large
object inserted before, and the throbbing pain caused by Fang Yulong's glans pressing against her hymen was amplified by her fear
.
"What are you yelling about? I haven't even gone in yet. Watch closely, this time I'm going to break your hymen. From
now on, you're a real little slut." Zhang Chongyue's virgin vagina was naturally incredibly tight,
gripping Fang Yulong's glans and making it difficult for him to penetrate. Fang Yulong said, pulling back slightly, and after feeling that the tip of his glans wasn't pressing against
the hymen, he gently thrust in and out a few times, causing Zhang Chongyue's vagina to produce more lubrication.
Hearing Fang Yulong's words, Zhang Chongyue became even more frightened. She had already experienced this much pain before her hymen was broken; if Fang Yulong broke
her hymen, wouldn't it kill her with pain?
"Let me go... ah... ah..." Zhang Chongyue tried to twist her body to break free from Fang Yulong's hands and penis
. Suddenly, a sharp pain spread from the middle of her vagina, making her
tremble uncontrollably. In that instant, Zhang Chongyue let out a pig-like scream. Seeing Zhang Chongyue's painful screams, Fang Yulong
felt a perverse excitement. Sister, I will make the women of the Zhang family suffer more than death, I will make them
live in shame forever.
Seeing the traces of blood flowing from the place where their genitals were joined, Fang Yulong thrust his hips a few more times, ignoring the fact that
Zhang Chongyue, who was deflowering for the first time, could not withstand his rough thrusting. "Fang Yulong, you will die a horrible death...
ah..." Unable to break free from Fang Yulong's control, Zhang Chongyue could only curse him. She had always fantasized about
having a romantic and warm first night with the man she liked, but now that fantasy had been shattered by Fang Yulong. This despicable
bastard took her virginity in the most brutal and disgusting way. Her romantic flower of love withered before it could even
bloom.
Zhang Chongyue stopped screaming. She stared blankly at Fang Yulong, who was on top of her, as if everything that had happened to her
wasn't real, as if it were all just a nightmare. Just a few hours ago, she was a proud princess
, dreaming of wonderful moments on her date with her boyfriend. Now, her virginity had been taken by the rapist she hated
, and this rapist was on top of her, fucking her tender, newly deflowered vagina, causing her excruciating
pain. No, this isn't real. My Prince Charming is a talented man like Wang Ping, not
a rapist like Fang Yulong.
"Scream, why aren't you screaming? Didn't you want to resist? That's what rape is all about. You're like a dead pig;
I can't even enjoy raping you like this." Fang Yulong released Zhang Chongyue's wrists and rolled her sweater and thermal underwear up
to her breasts. Zhang Chongyue remained motionless, like a dead pig, her free hands only
glaring at Fang Yulong with resentful eyes. What was the point of resisting now? You want me to resist? I won't.
Half of Zhang Chongyue's body leaned against the sofa back, her empty eyes fixed on her crotch. The man's large,
ugly member was thrusting inside her tender flesh, its shaft stained with the blood of her virginity.
Had Fang Yulong really taken her virginity like this? Why this despicable rapist? Just a few hours ago,
even when Zhang Chongyue was forced to agree to be Fang Yulong's girlfriend, she never imagined she would
lose her virginity so quickly. It was all so unbelievable, yet it had happened to her. A proud
daughter of a provincial governor had been raped by the man she hated. Just minutes ago, she had been fantasizing that Fang Yulong
would let her go. Why did she have such thoughts? Could it be that the fact that no one had ever
dared to defy her had fostered a habitual way of thinking in her, subconsciously leading her to believe that Fang Yulong wouldn't dare to actually rape her?
Seeing Zhang Chongyue remain motionless, Fang Yulong simply stripped her naked. When he ripped off
her bra, he saw a pair of full, shapely, delicate, and smooth breasts swaying gently before his eyes. Fang Yulong
's large hands immediately climbed onto Zhang Chongyue's breasts, kneading them forcefully. Seeing her pure
breasts being grasped by Fang Yulong's lecherous hands, Zhang Chongyue suddenly raised her hand and slapped Fang Yulong across the face. Fang
Yulong laughed loudly: "I thought you wouldn't resist like a dead pig. This is more interesting."
As he spoke, Fang Yulong pressed himself against Zhang Chongyue, his saliva-covered lips
smearing her face in a disgusting manner. Zhang Chongyue naturally didn't want Fang Yulong to kiss her lips and turned her head away.
Fang Yulong, with one hand pinching Zhang Chongyue's breast and the other her chin, forced
a kiss on her red lips, sucking hard on them. Zhang Chongyue felt like vomiting into Fang Yulong's stomach, grabbing
his hair and pulling it back forcefully. Before the New Year, Fang Yulong had cut his hair short and choppy, looking quite
energetic. Zhang Chongyue could only pull a few strands before scratching his scalp violently, even trying to pinch him with her fingers.
The dragon's eyes. Fang Yulong immediately straightened up to dodge Zhang Chongyue's attack, glaring fiercely at her. Zhang
Chongyue, not to be outdone, glared back at Fang Yulong with equally fierce eyes. Neither of them moved, except that Fang Yulong's thick
penis was still inserted into Zhang Chongyue's swollen vagina.
Slap! Slap! Fang Yulong slapped Zhang Chongyue's breasts with both hands,
leaving two handprints on her delicate breasts. "I am your husband now, your master, how dare you grab your master
, you little slut, are you still thinking about sleeping with that guy Wang Ping?"
"No, you perverted bastard, I'd rather marry a pig than marry a rapist like you." Zhang Chongyue screamed hysterically
, using her hands to support herself on the sofa and moving her incredibly heavy body backward. Fang Yulong didn't move, and
as Zhang Chongyue moved backward, she felt a burning sensation in her lower body. Zhang Chongyue had read reports of rape cases before, and in severe
cases, the vaginal canal would be torn. She was in so much pain; could her vagina already be torn?
*Thud!* Their genitals were in such close contact that
a strange sound was heard as Zhang Chongyue's body pulled back, completely expelling Fang Yulong's glans. The penis, which had been inserted into her vagina, was now completely erect,
covered in a light reddish-brown fluid. Even though she didn't want to look at Fang Yulong's ugly penis,
Zhang Chongyue still glanced at it when their genitals separated. Seeing that Fang Yulong wasn't moving, she assumed he had already
ejaculated inside her. Seeing the penis, even more grotesque than before, Zhang Chongyue was surprised again. Wasn't it said that a man's
penis would go soft after ejaculation? Why was this still erect?
Before Zhang Chongyue could figure out what was happening, Fang Yulong had already picked up her naked body and pressed her down onto the sofa
. His large hands slapped repeatedly against Zhang Chongyue's full, round buttocks. "Your husband is going to fuck you, and you're trying to
run away! I'll beat you to death, you slut!" Zhang Chongyue was pinned down by Fang Yulong, moaning softly.
Her vulva was still swollen, and Fang Yulong's slaps to her buttocks caused her vulva pain. "Don't hit me...it hurts so much
..." Zhang Chongyue pleaded. Having never been spanked before, Zhang Chongyue realized that
being spanked wasn't just embarrassing, it was also very painful.
"Tell me, who am I to you?"
*Slap! Slap! Slap!*
"Don't hit me...I'll tell you, you...you're my husband..." "
And what else?" *
Slap! Slap! Slap!*
"You...you are my master...please stop hitting me..."
"Are you a slut?"
"I...ah...I am...I am a slut..."
"Do you want your master to fuck your little cunt?"
"Ah...yes..."
"Louder!"
"I want my master to fuck...ah...fuck my little cunt..." After saying this, Zhang Chongyue lay on the sofa
and cried, cursing Fang Yulong's perverted nature in her heart. Fang Yulong didn't care what Zhang Chongyue was thinking. He
lifted Zhang Chongyue's legs and his hard penis entered Zhang Chongyue's vagina from behind. Ah...ah...Zhang Chongyue
let out a few more painful groans. The moment Fang Yulong's penis entered, Zhang Chongyue felt a tearing pain
.
A few minutes later, whether her body had adapted to the pain or her vagina had enough lubrication, Zhang
Chongyue felt that the man's thrusts on her buttocks were not so painful. A tingling sensation arose all over her body. The feeling
was very similar to the pleasure she experienced when masturbating, even more unbearable. Is this
the pleasure of sex? She was being raped, so how could she feel pleasure? Isn't it said that raped women don't experience
pleasure?
For Fang Yulong, Zhang Chongyue was merely a tool for revenge against the Zhang family and for venting his lust. He naturally wouldn't use any
techniques to please her, but his strong physique and ample resources were enough to bring the inexperienced Zhang Chongyue
to her first sexual climax.
Hmm…hmm, Zhang Chongyue let out another moan, not the painful moan she had at the beginning, but a softer moan
, the kind of moan produced during orgasm. Hearing herself make those seductive moans like those in adult films, Zhang Chongyue felt even more
ashamed. Was she really such a slut? Otherwise, why would she stop resisting and choose to endure that guy's
violation? The room was unbearably hot; besides their heavy breathing, the only sounds were the strange noises of intercourse
and the thud of Fang Yulong's hips hitting Zhang Chongyue's buttocks. At this moment, both of them were completely naked,
entwined on the sofa like two fleshy worms. Zhang Chongyue occasionally tilted her head back towards the firelight. Although she disliked Fang
Yulong and his brutal rape, her body was no longer under her control; she
began to crave the man's penis penetrating deeper into her body. Just a few hours earlier, Zhang Chongyue would never have
imagined that her first time would be rape, that her first orgasm would occur during rape.
Ah…ah, the tingling pleasure throughout her body made Zhang Chongyue unable to think of anything else; she only wanted to release
the desires pent up deep within her, and ecstatic screams were the best way to do so. Fang Yulong reached his hands
under Zhang Chongyue, forcefully grasping her breasts and kneading them in sync with his thrusts. Finally,
he ejaculated hot semen into Zhang Chongyue's trembling body. After a high-pitched scream, Zhang Chongyue completely lost
consciousness.
When Zhang Chongyue woke up, she found herself still lying on the sofa, but with a throbbing pain in her buttocks, as if
something was inserted into her anus. Zhang Chongyue was horrified. Had Fang Yulong
"anal-raped" her while she was unconscious? Ah! Soon, Zhang Chongyue felt a swelling in her lower abdomen. She opened her eyes wide and
saw herself lying on her back on the sofa, her legs resting on the armrests. Fang Yulong was pouring water into
her anus from a kettle. Her lower abdomen was noticeably swollen and extremely uncomfortable.
"Fang Yulong, you pervert, what are you doing… ah…" Fang Yulong lifted Zhang Chongyue's legs
and slapped her buttocks again. This slap almost made her intestines come
out. "Put me down… I… I'm going to poop…" Zhang Chongyue knew that
Fang Yulong had given her an enema while she was unconscious, and the contents of her intestines were about to gush out. The throbbing pain was unbearable
.
"Don't worry, you can't poop out unless you pull the stuff out. You seem to have forgotten what you're supposed to call me."
Fang Yulong said, slapping Zhang Chongyue's buttocks again. Afraid of losing control in front of Fang Yulong, Zhang Chongyue quickly said, "
Master... put me down..." Compared to the word "husband," Zhang Chongyue preferred to call Fang Yulong "master.
" "The bathroom is inside, go and clean yourself up." Completely naked, Fang Yulong opened
the door in the corner, revealing a renovated bathroom with a bathtub and toilet. Zhang Chongyue's legs were so sore she could barely walk.
Holding onto the wall with one hand and the enema bottle in the other, she slowly walked towards the toilet, wondering
why that perverted Fang Yulong was giving her an enema. Did he want to have anal sex with her? The thought sent chills down Zhang Chongyue's spine. She was
already in so much pain from Fang Yulong's actions earlier; what would happen if he did it again ?
Zhang Chongyue carefully removed the tube inserted into her anus, and a foul-smelling liquid
gushed out, splashing into the toilet bowl. Hearing this shameful sound, Zhang Chongyue cursed Fang Yulong in her mind again
, and worried even more about what was about to happen. If she didn't let Fang Yulong insert it into her anus, that perverted
guy would definitely beat her until she gave in. What should she do?
Hearing the sound of the toilet flushing, Fang Yulong smiled smugly. The first
time he "trained" Qiao Wanrong, he wanted to try what it felt like to go through her anus, but Fang Ying interrupted him, and he hadn't had the chance.
This time, he was determined to try it on Zhang Chongyue; his niece's experience would definitely be more wonderful than his aunt's. Naked,
Fang Yulong went into the bathroom and used the showerhead to wash Zhang Chongyue's body, then the two of them sat together in the bathtub
. The bathtub was a newly installed whirlpool tub, and the two of them felt very comfortable inside. Fang Yulong touched Zhang Chongyue's body as if it were a toy
, especially around the anus, which made Zhang Chongyue even more frightened.

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