【conquer】

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Chapter Twelve
After the sun set, leaving behind a dark sky, a refreshing breeze followed the summer night's showers,
dispelling the lingering heat of the day. The police tape at the distillery's main gate had been removed, and the police had all left.
The streetlights lining the asphalt road leading from the distillery to the main road emitted an orange glow.
Zhou Peng, rubbing his aching shoulders, emerged from the small door of the distillery's gatehouse. He had originally intended to have a good talk with Haiqiong
, but after finishing his work, he realized the beautiful woman was nowhere to be found. Zhou Peng felt somewhat disappointed;
in his opinion, Luo Haiqiong was clearly avoiding him. Thinking of Luo Haiqiong's affectionate yet resentful
demeanor that afternoon made Zhou Peng anxious.
Zhang Lan, the distillery's accountant, had been staying with Teacher Li. Zhou Peng, not wanting to show his concern, could only
send a comforting message on his phone. However, Teacher Li didn't reply. Thinking of his disastrous
love life, Zhou Peng sighed deeply. A damp evening breeze blew, making him shiver. He put his hands in his pockets, trying to
shake off his troublesome emotions, and slowly walked down the road, his footsteps heavy with his own.
After walking a short distance, he saw a red Ferrari parked quietly under a streetlamp. Zhou Peng
felt a surge of warmth in his heart, a strange feeling welling up inside him. He smiled wryly, approached the Ferrari,
and tapped on the window with his index finger.
The window rolled down, revealing Zhuo Na's stunningly beautiful face. Her pink lips were upturned, and her long eyelashes
were projected onto her slightly flushed cheeks under the streetlamp. Her bright eyes, brimming with joy, stared directly at Zhou
Peng.
"Beautiful lady, standing on the street so late at night, business not good?" Zhou Peng said with a wicked grin.
Zhuo Na was momentarily confused, but quickly realized Zhou Peng's implication. Her ears instantly burned, and she pursed
her lips, scolding, "You bad boy."
Zhou Peng climbed into the Ferrari, tilting his head to look at Zhuo Na's blushing face, and said with a grin,
"Anyway, business isn't good today either. How about we make do tonight?" As he spoke, he reached out to kiss Zhuo Na's
red lips.
Zhuona shyly covered her lips, whimpering, "No, someone will see."
Zhou Peng kissed the back of Zhuona's hand, saying fiercely, "If anyone dares to look, I
'll beat them to death with my cock."
Zhuona covered her ears with both hands, protesting, "You pervert, I don't want to hear you talk anymore... umm
..."
Zhou Peng couldn't hold back any longer, kissing her cherry lips before she could finish her sentence, his tongue forcing its way through
her teeth and entwining with her smooth, fragrant tongue. Zhuona punched Zhou Peng's shoulder a few times with her small fists to express her
dissatisfaction, but she was quickly disoriented by Zhou Peng's tongue skills, responding passionately.
Zhou Peng was clearly not satisfied. His right hand rested on the roof of the Ferrari, and his left hand slowly
slid from Zhuona's shoulder to her chest, gently caressing her through her silk shirt.
"Um, no... oh..." Zhuona's protest was quickly interrupted by a moan escaping her throat.
Zhou Peng quietly lifted her clothes, intending to move upwards along Zhuo Na's flat stomach, but Zhuo Na pressed
her collar tightly. Zhou Peng then quickly slipped inside the lace collar of her shirt, reaching into
her warm bra before Zhuo Na could react, and grasping her entire high, firm breast in his hand.
Zhuo Na shuddered and pushed against Zhou Peng. Zhou Peng pressed down on the button on the back of the steering wheel, and the Ferrari
honked its horn piercingly. Zhuo Na leaned to the right, hiding in the passenger seat, and pleaded weakly, "Wait,
how can I face anyone if someone sees me..."
Zhou Peng suppressed his rising lust, pulled back out of the car, and smiled at Zhuo Na, saying, "Anyway, you
're my little lamb today. Come home with me later."
Zhuo Na didn't say anything, pressing her hand to her full breasts to calm herself down, blushing as she opened the scissor door
and slipped out.
"What? Should I drive?" Zhou Peng was pushed aside by her, watching Zhuo Na walk to the front of the car with a puzzled look. Zhou Peng
knew that the trunk of this model of Ferrari was in the front, but he didn't know what Zhuo Na was going to do.
Zhou Peng leaned closer, watching Zhuo Na bend over, her entire upper body inside the car's trunk.
Today, Zhuo Na was wearing a white, large-collared shirt, its fitted design and lace trim
highlighting her alluring figure. Her tight-fitting office lady trousers clung to her body,
the perfect lines of her rounded hips and long thighs making Zhou Peng's mouth dry. He swallowed hard, a scene flashing through his mind, and said,
"Have you seen Transformers?"
Zhuo Na straightened up, looking at Zhou Peng, her eyebrows slightly furrowed as she thought for a moment, then said, "The one where robots fight? I've seen
it, but the movie was so noisy. Why did I suddenly think of that?" "
I was talking about your posture just now..." Zhou Peng mimicked the curve of Zhuo Na's hips with his index finger, making a wave
-like motion in the air. "It's like the female lead's posture in the movie. She's looking at the engine, but you... hehe,
are you sure you're not trying to seduce me..."
"Get away!" Zhuo Na snapped, shrinking back like a little rabbit.
Zhou Peng turned around with a smile, stopping his teasing of Zhuo Na. Looking at the upright scissor doors, he casually said, "I
used to have two best friends. One of them was much taller than me. His wish was to buy a
car like this for his future wife, and then he'd buy a domestic car to pretend he was poor..."
Zhuo Na tilted her head and peeked out, her pretty face still flushed, her long, black hair flowing down one side, making
her indescribably beautiful. Zhuo Na gazed at Zhou Peng's profile and said softly, "I don't think you've ever talked about your old classmates
."
"There's not much to say. It's hard for friends to connect if they're on different levels.
It sounds ironic and boring, but that's our reality... They're high and mighty now.
Even though I'm a bit thick-skinned, I can't bring myself to say, 'Hey, old classmate, give me some money.' '...Ha,
school days were the happiest.'"
Zhuo Na looked tenderly at the man who had occupied her heart since freshman year, as if she could sense
the world in Zhou Peng's heart at that moment, and fell silent.
Sensing the somewhat oppressive atmosphere, Zhou Peng immediately picked up where he left off: "So,
everyone in our dorm wishes to buy a domestically produced car, hahaha."
Zhuo Na wrinkled her nose slightly and said, "You make it sound like you're really supporting domestic products, but it's just satisfying
your perverse tastes, bullshit." Only after saying that did she realize she had used an inappropriate word and quickly covered her mouth.
Zhou Peng laughed loudly, "If you spend any more time with that crazy woman, I'm worried you'll become
the next Jiang Qin."
Seeing that Zhou Peng couldn't see her expression, Zhuo Na secretly made a face, stuck out her tongue, and whispered,
"I don't want to become Xiao Qin."
"What did you say?"
"Nothing... Haha, found it."
Zhuo Na took out a beautifully wrapped box, held it on her arm, and said with a smile, "Happy birthday
."
The world seemed to fall silent instantly. Not seeing Zhou Peng's surprised reaction, Zhuo Na's smile slowly faded.
"Zhou Peng..."
Zhou Peng looked down at the gift box, his expression stiff, his hands becoming somewhat helpless. He felt the box in his hands was
so heavy. He forced open his sore eyes and said in a low voice, "This... Hehe... I don't know
what to say. To be honest, I don't even remember what my birthday is..."
"If...if I could, I would remember this day forever," Zhuona said with a smile,
adding silently, "I've remembered your birthday since then, silly."
Zhou Peng felt a pang of pain in his heart, images of Luo Haiqiong celebrating his birthday in college flashing through his mind,
and he couldn't utter a teasing word.
"Zhou Peng..." Zhuona called out worriedly, looking at Zhou Peng's dazed face.
Zhou Peng looked up at Zhuona's cautious appearance, feeling only heartache. He had already won the favor of such an outstanding
woman; what more could he hope for? Zhou Peng suddenly hugged Zhuona, bringing his lips to her fair earlobe, and
said earnestly, "I love you, I want you, I want to marry you."
Zhuona's body tensed at first, but upon hearing Zhou Peng's vow, an overwhelming sense of happiness made her limbs
go weak, and the gift box in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
Zhou Peng gently kissed Zhuo Na's earring again, causing the beauty to tremble. "Come home with me, let's see
where this scoundrel grew up."
"Mmm." The barely audible reply was the only sound Zhuo Na could make at that moment.
Zhou Peng waited until Zhuo Na's emotions had stabilized a bit before gently releasing her. Looking at Zhuo Na's drunken, alluring state
, he couldn't resist the urge to press her down in the car and indulge his lust. It took a lot of effort to suppress this crazy
thought. He squatted down to pick up the gift box and saw the white high heels on Zhuo Na's feet. He laughed and said, "You
've gotten bolder. You actually dared to drive all the way from Donghai to Hangzhou wearing high heels."
"No," Zhuo Na explained like a child, "Xiao Qin drove me here."
Zhou Peng slapped his forehead and groaned, "You dared to ride in that crazy woman's car without a driver's license?"
Zhuo Na didn't dare to look at Zhou Peng and added softly, "She...she drove very slowly..." Her voice grew softer and softer
until it was swallowed back down her throat.
Zhou Peng shook his head, smiled wryly, straightened up, held the gift box in one hand, and looked at Zhuo Na's smiling
eyes, saying, "I'll open it now."
"Wait a minute," Zhuo Na snatched the box and immediately stuffed it back into her suitcase, "It's not appropriate to try it on here."
"Could it be an inflatable doll?" Zhou Peng guessed, feigning seriousness.
Zhuo Na angrily turned around and glared at Zhou Peng, forcefully pressing down the hood, and turned to walk to the side.
"What celebrity does she look like? I'm very picky, you know." Zhou Peng chased after her, suddenly reaching out to lift Zhuo Na
up in a princess carry, saying affectionately, "Boss lady, from now on I'm yours to keep
. Tonight I'm definitely going to die from exhaustion." Ignoring what the blushing Zhuo Na said, he carried her soft body and put her in the passenger
seat, then got into the driver's seat, quickly started the car, made a beautiful U-turn, and the Ferrari roared away.
Watching the Ferrari disappear completely at the end of the asphalt road, a pale-faced Luo Haiqiong
emerged from the small door of the winery's gatehouse, the clothing bag slipping from her hand and falling to the ground.
"She...how could it be her..." Luo Haiqiong clutched her chest, enduring the piercing
pain welling up inside her, clear tears streaming down her face.
Luo Haiqiong's memory of Zhuo Na began with an accident during her sophomore year. She and Zhou Peng were returning from a movie one evening when
someone snatched a girl's bag. Zhou Peng quickly caught up with the thief and beat him up.
When Haiqiong returned the bag to the girl, she was struck by the girl's stunning beauty. Haiqiong's first
reaction was to push Zhou Peng aside so he wouldn't see the girl's face. Then, during her junior year, this
girl's solo dance at the New Year's Eve party instantly captivated the audience, making her the new campus belle of Jiangzhe University.
"Wang Zhuona... that should be her name..." Haiqiong murmured to herself, but the evening breeze made her feel
cold all over. She stumbled in her high heels and collapsed to the ground. "Zhou Peng... Waaah... you bastard
... you idiot... waaah... why did this happen... what did you tell me before? You promised to spend
all my birthdays with me, you liar... you bastard..."
Luo Haiqiong felt that the shell she had built up over the years was slowly crumbling. Her colleagues used to call
her an "iceberg lawyer," but now she thought it was so ridiculous. For the sake of so-called womanly modesty and pride, she
hoped that Zhou Peng would explain what happened back then. But looking back, she realized that he was no longer
the man she could bully. The past that she held onto so deeply was probably long gone from Zhou Peng's mind like a ripple in the wind
. Countless days and nights had passed in this state of loneliness, helplessness, and a dazed state. Sometimes she would wonder
if Zhou Peng had found a woman he loved, but she subconsciously ignored the thought. But never before had she
witnessed such a painful and agonizing reality.
Luo Haiqiong felt everything around her come to a standstill, her heart empty and lost. She sat on the ground, hugging
her legs, trembling all over, her mind blank, only the pounding of her heart deep in her ears.
Reaching down to touch the ground, she realized the gift she bought for Zhou Peng was missing. Her eyes, blurred with tears, darted around
, and she saw Li Shufen standing beside the gift bag, looking at her quietly with a pitying expression.
"Li, Teacher Li..." Haiqiong didn't call Li Shufen "Auntie," but since learning she was Zhou Peng's high school
homeroom teacher, she naturally addressed her as "Teacher.
" "Sigh..." Li Shufen bent down to pick up the bag, walked to Haiqiong's side, and helped her up. "
How come that guy wasn't so good at charming girls when he was in school? You two rushed all the way from Donghai late at night, and the other one
is hiding behind a small house, crying alone."
Luo Haiqiong turned to wipe her tears. Panicked and confused, she didn't understand why Li Shufen knew Wang
Zhuona and that she had come from Donghai. She stood helplessly with her head down, letting Li Shufen smooth her
long, loose hair behind her head.
Looking at Luo Haiqiong, who was half a head taller than her, Li Shufen reached out and held Luo Haiqiong's cold hand, saying:
"Would you like to walk with me?"
Luo Haiqiong walked silently alongside Li Shufen, suddenly remembering the plump
woman who had accompanied Teacher Li when her husband was taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission. She asked, "Teacher Li, what happened to that plump woman?"
Li Shufen smiled bitterly, not answering, but instead said in a low voice, "
I wasn't originally in charge of Zhou Peng's class. His original homeroom teacher was diagnosed with a serious illness at the beginning of the semester, so I
took over his class in the second semester of his first year of high school... At that time, he was consistently among the top students,
a student who didn't require much attention from the teacher." Li Shufen paused, gesturing to her forehead, and said, "He was probably
this tall back then, quite sturdy, haha. Several girls in the class had crushes on him. I
personally confiscated two girls' love letters, and when I lectured him about being careful, do you know how he responded?"
Luo Haiqiong looked at Teacher Li's smiling profile, her bitterness gradually dissipating as she immersed herself in Zhou Peng's youthful
days.
"That brat actually told me not to worry, that he knows what he's doing... Do you know
how furious I was when I heard him say that? I was so angry and anxious, I couldn't even speak. Sigh, such a precocious child
..." Li Shufen stopped, turned to Luo Haiqiong, and continued, "I thought Zhou Peng
would just be another good student in my teaching career, until his parents both died in a car accident..."
…
Luo Haiqiong's heart sank, but thinking of Zhou Peng's cheerful demeanor in college, she couldn't help but
ask, "Back in college, he seemed to have completely moved on from the shadow of his parents' passing, though I rarely heard him mention
it." She bit her lip, a hint of jealousy in her voice, and said, "Hmph, he was a big shot in college. Forget love letters,
I had plenty of people calling him directly when I was around, not to mention how many
notes he received behind my back when I wasn't there."
Li Shufen could picture Zhou Peng's spirited self in college, and also his
childish way of burying his head in her chest and clinging to her.
"Not doing homework, handing in blank exam papers—that was just the beginning. Then came skipping classes, fighting… His aunt
always came from Donghai and went home crying. We have to thank Captain Jiang for finding and bringing that brat
back time and time again. Can you imagine?"
Luo Haiqiong nodded, not interrupting Li Shufen.
"Finally, one day, I really couldn't stand his self-destructive behavior anymore. In front of his aunt, I dumped the lesson
on his head... I was furious that day. If he continues to hurt those who care about him, he'll just be
another scoundrel in society," Li Shufen said, then suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh. "But it seems he hasn't gotten any
better. I heard his relationships with women are a complete mess, not much different from a scoundrel. It seems my parenting was a complete failure."
"No, Teacher Li, he..." Luo Haiqiong instinctively wanted to say something to defend Zhou Peng, but realized she
had no right to care. She could only finish her sentence, then murmured, "Then, what happened next..."
"Then..." Li Shufen's mind flashed back to the scene of her home visit and being raped by Zhou Peng. Her body
suddenly became hot, her full breasts seemed to come alive as she remembered Zhou Peng's rough groping.
A surge of electricity coursed through her lower body, and she was instantly speechless. Luo Haiqiong felt the slight dampness from Teacher Li's palm, and looked at 　　Teacher Li's suddenly flushed face
under the streetlight with a puzzled expression . 　　Li Shufen awkwardly turned her face away and said unnaturally, "...Later, when I went to visit his home...cough 　　cough...he cried a lot, and then he started studying seriously again." She quickly ended the topic, and Li 　　Shufen even found that her back was sweating. Fortunately, Luo Haiqiong did not ask any further questions. 　　"Teacher Li, you really are a good teacher," Luo Haiqiong said sincerely, unaware of 　　the even more unnatural expression on her face after hearing this. "Besides, that guy Zhou Peng said you were a fat, 　　stout old spinster, but I didn't expect you to be so beautiful." 　　Li Shufen lightly spat, "Don't listen to his nonsense. You're the beautiful one. What are your plans now?" 　　"I don't know... really, when I don't see him, I often think about him, wanting to know the answer to the breakup, wanting to 　　know if he's doing well, wanting to know if he has a new girlfriend... but when I actually face him, 　　I don't know where to begin..." 　　Seeing Luo Haiqiong's expression, Li Shufen knew she couldn't forget Zhou Peng and comforted her, "Since you don't know 　　, why not completely let go of the past and accept him again?" 　　"His girlfriend is so beautiful..." Luo Haiqiong said insincerely, then heard Teacher Li's soft 　　laughter and quickly shut her mouth. 　　The two walked and talked, and just as they exited the asphalt road and stood beside the ring road, Luo Haiqiong realized that 　　Teacher Li was alone. "Teacher Li, I have a car, let me take you home." 　　Li Shufen hailed a passing taxi and patted Luo Haiqiong's hand. "I'm telling you all this 　　not so you'll go back to Zhou Peng. He's a bit slow, especially in matters of the heart. I don't want 　　two people who care about each other to waste time going around in circles. Since you're not married to him, then use 　　the same spirit you had when you taught him a lesson in college, go and have a good talk with him, okay, Haiqiong?"

Watching the taxi drive away, Luo Haiqiong's mind was filled with countless questions... How did Teacher Li know that I
liked to bully Zhou Peng in college? How did she know so much about Zhou Peng? How did she know my name...?
PS: Hehe, I'm still alive. I'm posting this chapter to get back into the swing of things. I'll update it gradually from here on out.

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