[Goddess Conquest] Chapter Fourteen

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Author: ntr
First published on 2017/5/26
Word count: 16426
"A man can't get rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse can't get fat without night grass!"
If he had simply followed the established path, without a series of good or bad experiences, Zhang Yang might never have been able
to change his circumstances, let alone meet so many stunning beauties, let alone
play with popular celebrities like toys.
Since that day when Zhang Yang and Chen Sheng played together, they had forged a deep bond. Although
in Chen Sheng's and Zhang Yang's eyes, Yang Feifei was definitely not a prostitute, she was a truly exceptional woman. After all, her looks,
figure, and talent were outstanding. Any man who could conquer such a woman would
feel a great sense of pride.
Because Zhang Yang and Chen Sheng had finally crossed the line, what Chen Sheng had said later was officially put into
practice.
Just three days after that incident, Chen Sheng took Zhang Yang to the Love God Alliance's headquarters in S City.
If Chen Sheng hadn't personally led the operation, Zhang Yang might never have believed that this underground, unknown
organization had established its base in the heart of a bustling metropolis like S City—
an entire building owned by them in the city center. It felt like the brightest light was where the darkest shadows lay. Who would
have thought such an organization could be so openly and brazenly operating?
Zhang Yang didn't witness the legendary initiation ceremony, as a true initiation ceremony couldn't possibly be held there.
However, due to Chen Sheng's special connections, Zhang Yang received his LA perk ahead of time: a black card!
When Zhang Yang took out the black card, a bright yellow star shone on it. He excitedly
said to Chen Sheng, "Brother Sheng, does this mean I'm a member of the organization now?"
Seeing Zhang Yang's excited expression, Chen Sheng understood how significant this was for a young man—it was
like a meteoric rise. However, he appreciated Zhang Yang and didn't want him to become too complacent or arrogant.
So, he subtly asked Zhang Yang, "Remember that text message I sent you last time?"
"I remember!" Zhang Yang replied, his excitement subsiding as he listened attentively to Chen Sheng's serious expression
.
"Well, the real information in that text message, I told you last time, I guess you understand now. Our organization's
meeting locations are always different; it's determined by latitude and longitude. As for this
building we're in now, it's one of our public contact points; the real headquarters isn't here!"
Chen Sheng pointed to the ground and continued, "Of course, if you want to truly become a member of the organization, you still have to
pass the test!"
"Test?" Hearing about the test, Zhang Yang became a little uneasy. It turned out he wasn't entirely sure.
Seeing Zhang Yang's worried expression, Chen Sheng didn't try to comfort him, saying calmly, "You'll find out then!
Let's go! I'll take you to the next place!"
Seeing that Chen Sheng didn't want to elaborate, Zhang Yang naturally didn't dare to press further. When he arrived at the next place Chen Sheng mentioned
, he realized that the place Chen Sheng had taken him to was actually the headquarters of his large entertainment company
.
Chen Sheng promptly summoned the company's senior executives and announced Zhang Yang's appointment, clearly defining
his role as Executive Vice President, in charge of artist recruitment and training.
While the company's core members outwardly welcomed Zhang Yang's arrival, they inwardly resisted. The fact that
Zhang Yang held the position of Executive Vice President while also overseeing new talent made them envious.
However, this was Chen Sheng's decision; in this company, Chen Sheng was the undisputed boss, his word was law, and
even if they had any dissatisfaction, they dared not voice it.
Zhang Yang knew he was young, and without Chen Sheng's protection, he probably wouldn't have been able to maintain order.
Fortunately, Zhang Yang's current ambitions weren't great; his goal was to rise above others, but a solid foundation was key to climbing the ranks
. Therefore, he knew that what he needed to do now was to avoid being too self-centered, that is, to avoid being too
flamboyant, but to be low-key and humble!
Everything went surprisingly smoothly, as Chen Sheng had promised. All that remained
was for Zhang Yang to pass the test and complete the ceremony at the next organized gathering, and he would officially enter this circle.
That evening, Chen Sheng booked the largest private room at a famous local hotel, inviting
executives from various departments of the company, as well as several popular celebrities—a total of twenty or thirty people—to welcome Zhang Yang.
When Zhang Yang saw the big stars he usually only saw on TV or online appear before him and
toast him, he truly felt like he was in a dream. Then, looking at the beautiful women, he immediately
felt his kidneys were not enough.
"Damn, this is going to be fun! Fuck!" Zhang Yang secretly vowed to pass the organization's
test and to befriend Chen Sheng. He knew that all of this hadn't come easily.
After a satisfying meal and drinks, and having become acquainted with everyone, their mutual goals were achieved, and everyone went home.
As Chen Sheng passed by in his van, he happened to see Zhang Yang still in the underground parking garage, standing
next to his car making a phone call. He rolled down his window and said, "Zhang Yang, why aren't you home yet?"
"Oh, Brother Sheng, hello! I'm calling a designated driver!" Zhang Yang was truly grateful to Chen Sheng
. This man, regardless of his motives, had shown him what most people could never
do in a lifetime. Zhang Yang secretly resolved to repay Chen Sheng someday.
"Come on, get in the car. Why call a designated driver?" Chen Sheng waved for Zhang Yang to get in, then looked at
Zhang Yang's car and said, "Come to my garage tomorrow. Pick any car you like. With your current status, driving your old
car is no longer appropriate!"
"Brother Sheng, how could I possibly accept that!" Chen Sheng's casual remark made Zhang Yang blush with excitement
, because he felt the power of money and authority—it was truly intoxicating!
They actually told him to just pick a car from his garage. Given Chen Sheng's status and position, the car he drives must be top-notch.
Thinking about these changes in himself, Zhang Yang walked with a light step, ignoring what to do with his car.
He simply followed Chen Sheng's instructions and went to the van. He didn't even need to reach for the door; it opened automatically
.
The door opened to reveal a mature, beautiful woman wearing an expensive fur coat over a black
, form-fitting dress that accentuated her slender waist and full bust. The dress's hemline covered just above her thighs,
revealing long, sexy legs encased in black stockings and gold stiletto heels.
"Oh, Sister Feifei, you're here too!" Zhang Yang exclaimed, a mixture of surprise and anticipation. His initial desire to
go home quickly changed upon seeing Yang Feifei.
The owner of the shoes seemed equally surprised and flustered by Zhang Yang's appearance, but being a
seasoned woman, Yang Feifei quickly composed herself, her demeanor becoming poised and gentle. "Get in the car," she said, "I
'll give you a ride home."
"Okay, thank you, Sister Feifei!" Zhang Yang replied softly with a smile.
After getting in the car, Zhang Yang sat directly opposite Yang Feifei. Since that incident, they
hadn't seen each other. Tonight, at a company gathering, Yang Feifei, as the top employee, had to attend. However
, everyone at the table toasted Zhang Yang out of respect for Chen Sheng, except for Yang Feifei
, who didn't. Frankly, Zhang Yang was a little bothered by this. Therefore, although he was outwardly polite and respectful, he
secretly thought he should give her a good talking-to when the opportunity arose, otherwise she might really think he was still the same Zhang Yang
.
Although Yang Feifei didn't know what Zhang Yang was thinking, seeing his smiling face and
small eyes that kept glancing at her chest and thighs as he spoke, she felt a chill run down her spine. However, with
Chen Sheng right next to her, she dared not show it and could only suppress her discomfort, barely managing to deal with Zhang Yang.
Remembering how they had knocked her unconscious a few days ago, and how waking up only to find herself helplessly submitting to
their lewd pleasure, even losing herself in the process, and how she had tried to reassure herself that it wasn't her,
now, recalling that scene and seeing those two again, Yang Feifei wished she could disappear into a hole.
When Zhang Yang got into the car, Chen Sheng observed both Yang Feifei and Zhang Yang's reactions. He saw Zhang Yang's
surprise, glee, and a possessive glint, and also Yang Feifei's unease and anxiety. He meaningfully
said to the driver, "Drive!"
The driver, without asking where to go, started the car, seemingly heading nowhere.
As soon as Zhang Yang entered the van, he was struck by its incredible luxury and sophistication. Everywhere he looked, it exuded luxury and class.
This van, bearing the GMC brand, had been specially modified by Chen Sheng.
Opposite Zhang Yang were Chen Sheng and Yang Feifei. Behind him was the driver's seat, which originally had a small window
. However, when Chen Sheng gave the driver the command to start the car, the window automatically rose,
separating the driver's seat from the rear of the vehicle, creating an absolutely private space.
Looking at the luxurious leather seats and the spacious, bright interior, Zhang Yang secretly wondered
how many women Chen Sheng had been with in the van.
"Zhang Yang, have another drink with me!" Chen Sheng said, gesturing for Yang Feifei to get some drinks. She familiarly
opened the side cabinet, set down a small table, and took out two wine glasses and a glass of red wine.
"Brother Sheng, I was just about to properly thank you! Without you, I wouldn't be who I am today. We should have a good drink!"
Zhang Yang didn't refuse, because although everyone seemed to have drunk a lot at the dinner table that night, they were actually keeping to a certain limit and
not drinking to their hearts' content.
"Hey? Sister Feifei, won't you have some?" Zhang Yang took out two wine glasses when he saw Yang Feifei. Remembering that Yang
Feifei hadn't toasted him that night, he deliberately said, "It seems like we haven't drunk any wine tonight!"
Chen Sheng looked at him and deliberately put on a stern face, saying to Yang Feifei, "Pour it all, pour it all!"
He saw Yang Feifei obediently pour the wine, and then said, "Zhang Yang will be your leader from now on.
You didn't even toast him tonight. That shouldn't be the case!"
Chen Sheng looked troubled, and then looked at Zhang Yang and said, "Zhang Yang, you have a lot of ideas. Tell me what to
do?"
When Yang Feifei heard Chen Sheng tell Zhang Yang to speak, she felt uneasy for no reason, afraid that Zhang Yang would come up with some crazy idea
. She still vividly remembered what had happened a few days ago.
"Zhang Yang, I'm actually feeling a little unwell tonight. I didn't toast you to congratulate you on your promotion, which was my fault
. How about this, I'll punish myself with a drink and toast you later, is that alright?" Yang Feifei's lips curled into
a slight smile, revealing her neat, white teeth. Her long black hair fell naturally to one side, exuding an indescribable grace and
poise.
Zhang Yang listened to Yang Feifei's gentle, sweet voice, and saw her
posture as she raised her wine glass, leaning slightly forward, her full breasts swaying, her white chest revealing a deep cleavage—a sight to behold
.
He looked at Chen Sheng with a troubled expression and said, "Brother Sheng, you are my benefactor. Sister Feifei is your woman
, I wouldn't dare say anything out of line!"
"Zhang Yang, I don't like hearing you say that. You say she's my woman, but you've slept with her,
haven't you? So you mean you've cuckolded me?" Seeing Zhang Yang's face change drastically, Chen Sheng
changed his tone and said, "Since you've slept with her, she's no longer my woman. You can do whatever you want with her, understand
?"
Hearing Chen Sheng's rollercoaster-like words, Zhang Yang's heart almost couldn't take it. However, after hearing Chen Sheng
's last words, Zhang Yang understood that from now on, this woman could really be touched whenever she wanted; Chen Sheng had indeed let
go.
Yang Feifei still held her wine glass. She felt somewhat comforted and secretly pleased when she heard the first half of Chen Sheng's words, but
less than a second later, a slight pain shot through her heart, and a look of sadness flashed in her eyes. However, she dared not show
any disrespect to Chen Sheng or Zhang Yang. After the last incident, she had realized her own position. No matter how glamorous she was outside
, here, she still had to lower her proud head and obediently submit.
"Hehe, thanks, Brother Sheng!" Zhang Yang chuckled in response to Chen Sheng's offer. Actually, ever since their previous
experience of gang-raping Yang Feifei, Zhang Yang had suspected that Chen Sheng had a tendency towards cuckoldry. This tendency
manifested specifically in his enjoyment of watching other men rape his woman and then witnessing her orgasm.
Those who watched or participated in this process experienced immense excitement and unconsciously developed a great
sense of satisfaction.
Having made this suspicion, Zhang Yang needed to verify it. He didn't dare make any excessive demands right away. While
thanking Chen Sheng, he smiled and looked at Yang Feifei, noticing her unease and fear,
and even a hint of disdain lurking behind her expressions.
Zhang Yang was certain he hadn't misjudged her, and couldn't possibly suspect anything. He knew that Yang Feifei had been famous for many years and always
presented herself with a very high-handed attitude. The only person who could make her bow her head was Chen Sheng,
and in her eyes, Zhang Yang was just a scoundrel who used someone else's power to bully others. Therefore, although she appeared obedient
and compliant on the surface, she was actually resistant in her heart.
However, as the old saying goes, "circumstances are stronger than people," and Yang Feifei naturally knew her limits, so she hid her disdain
very well, but Zhang Yang still accurately caught it.
Zhang Yang wasn't magnanimous; the more others didn't want to do something, the more he wanted to do it. Since he knew Yang Feifei
's true attitude towards him, he couldn't possibly treat her well.
In fact, Yang Feifei was a rare and exceptional woman in terms of looks, knowledge, speech, and temperament.
Any other man would have cherished her like a treasure. Unfortunately, she encountered two men who
were only interested in her body and didn't care about her as a person.
Chen Sheng didn't care about Yang Feifei as a person because his initial intention was to cultivate her as a female celebrity for fun
. Zhang Yang, on the other hand, didn't care about her because their statuses were too different, and their thoughts were completely on different
levels.
Zhang Yang thought that this kind of exceptional woman was just a quick fling, while Yang Feifei preferred handsome and talented
men. If it weren't for Chen Sheng, the two would never have been together.
Furthermore, Zhang Yang realized that Yang Feifei might be a cunning woman, a typical
femme fatale, due to her professional habits. He saw through this and naturally stopped caring about Yang Feifei's feelings.
After all, in terms of looks, Gu Ru was no less attractive than Yang Feifei, and even surpassed her in temperament. In terms of cunning, Zhang Lu
only had Zhang Yang in her heart, without any ulterior motives. No matter which aspect, Yang Feifei could never truly leave
a place in Zhang Yang's heart.
However, it's undeniable that this woman was truly both lovable and hateful, and therefore truly outstanding; basically,
no man could resist her charm.
"Sister Feifei, shall we have a toast?" Zhang Yang said to Yang Feifei with a smile.
Hearing Zhang Yang's request, Yang Feifei visibly relaxed. Although she was still a little displeased,
she felt it was acceptable. She gently brushed her hair aside and smiled, "Okay, I'll toast you!"
Although the car was spacious, the height was insufficient; the two of them couldn't stand up to drink the toast.
Zhang Yang sat there calmly, holding his glass. Yang Feifei offered to toast him, but didn't get
up herself. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Yang Feifei glanced at Chen Sheng's face out of the corner of her eye, then unconsciously
gave Zhang Yang a look of dissatisfaction. Realizing she couldn't be so direct, she smiled and stood
up to face Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang saw Yang Feifei right in front of him, her long legs in black stockings slightly bent, knees tightly drawn
together, calves straight and slender, her small feet in delicate high heels. Through the thin black stockings,
he could vaguely see the glimpses of Yang Feifei's sexy toes, incredibly alluring. Zhang Yang desperately wanted to take off her shoes
and play with them, but with Chen Sheng present, he didn't want to expose his base and perverse tastes. Zhang Yang saw
Yang Feifei holding a glass of red wine in both hands, a warm smile on her face, waiting to share a toast with him. He held out his wine glass and casually reached
out, and the latter cooperated, the two of them intertwining
. When they got close, Zhang Yang deliberately used his elbow to gently rub against Yang Feifei's chest. At this moment, their hands were already clasped together, and the latter could not move forward or backward, so she could only endure it and
urge, "Cheers!"
"Oh, don't rush!" Zhang Yang sat leisurely. He knew that Yang Feifei wanted to finish drinking soon, but
he did not intend to let her go so easily.
"What else do you want to do?" Yang Feifei couldn't wait to finish her drink and leave this man's side. With
limited space, she had been bending her legs, her thighs trembling slightly. For a moment, she unconsciously revealed her
disgust for Zhang Yang, but as soon as the words left her mouth, she realized her tone was off and quickly said, "Drink first,
my legs are getting sore from standing like this!"
"Hehe, if they're sore, sit on my lap!" Hearing Yang Feifei's immediate, instinctive reaction, Zhang Yang, who
had no pity to begin with, became even more rude, saying, "Come on, sit on my lap!"
As he spoke, he couldn't resist grabbing Yang Feifei's sexy buttocks with his other large hand. They were
soft and smooth to the touch—soft was her skin, smooth was her dress; the fabric was indeed very high-quality.
"Ouch!" Yang Feifei had been wary of Zhang Yang, acting cautiously, but she still fell for his
trick. When he grabbed her buttocks, she reacted as if electrocuted, spilling
some wine from her glass onto Zhang Yang's clothes. Seeing this, Yang Feifei quickly used the opportunity to break free and went to the side to get
a tissue to wipe Zhang Yang's face.
Zhang Yang, however, looked annoyed and said to Chen Sheng with a hint of displeasure, "Brother Sheng, you said last time that as long as I like Feifei
, I can do whatever I want to her?"
Chen Sheng, like a spectator, was holding a glass of wine, legs crossed, ready to watch the drama
unfold. Instead of a spectacle, he felt a little embarrassed. Of the three present, Chen
Sheng was undoubtedly the most confident. Therefore, he said nonchalantly, "I said that, so just pretend I don't exist!
Feifei knows what to do!"
"What do you think, little darling?" Chen Sheng took a sip of red wine.
Yang Feifei turned to look at Chen Sheng, who was dressed in a suit and tie—a suit worth over ten thousand yuan—his legs crossed,
his crocodile leather shoes gleaming, a glass of red wine in one hand, his expression calm, clearly the image of a successful man
. But his words chilled her to the bone. After the last incident, coupled with Chen Sheng's attitude just now, Yang
Feifei fully understood her situation, and therefore dared not act
recklessly anymore. She could only pray in her heart that Zhang Yang wouldn't be so twisted.
"I understand, Zhang Yang, I apologize!" Yang Feifei said, then
refilled the glass she had spilled, filling it to the brim, and downed it in one gulp. It seemed she was both venting her anger and expressing that her
fate wasn't so perfect, even tragic.
Most people, seeing a mature and sexy beauty like Yang Feifei, would have felt pity after drinking so much
. But Zhang Yang remained unmoved. He knew his conscience was long gone; good people don't
get rewarded in this world. This woman looked pitiful, but she harbored contempt for him. Since she looked down on
him, he would work hard to make her respect him. Zhang Yang knew he had his own way.
However, in this situation, Zhang Yang knew when to stop. Although he and Chen Sheng had gang-raped Yang Feifei before
, he didn't have the courage to initiate it now. He had only
experienced one group sex scene before, and while it was exciting, he wasn't exactly a pro
. He was still a bit reserved. If Chen Sheng weren't in the car, Zhang Yang wouldn't have hesitated; he would have just gone for it
.
Given this premise, Zhang Yang made a gesture of lifting high and then gently patting down,
saying softly, "Sister Feifei, I was just teasing you! It's such a small thing, I can wipe it myself, why would I make you apologize!"
Zhang Yang genuinely wanted to let it go, but in Yang Feifei's fickle mind, hearing Zhang Yang's
words made her think it was sarcastic, and that he sounded a bit condescending.
"It's my fault, let me wipe it for you!" Saying this, she took out a tissue to wipe Zhang Yang's face. At the
same time, the car suddenly braked sharply. Yang Feifei, who had just stood up, suddenly lunged towards Zhang Yang, who
also leaned forward due to inertia. The two almost collided, but Zhang Yang cleverly caught Yang Feifei
in his arms. Chen Sheng, on the other side, almost fell flat on his face. He angrily rolled down the front window
and shouted, "A-Jie, what happened?"
"Boss, I'm sorry, there seems to be a car accident ahead!" Driver A-Jie, who was both the driver and bodyguard,
knew Chen Sheng's temper and said somewhat fearfully.
Hearing this, Chen Sheng leaned forward to look ahead. He didn't dare roll down the window, after all, everyone in the car except
Zhang Yang was a prominent figure, and both Chen Sheng and Yang Feifei were very
careful about protecting their privacy.
Chen Sheng took a closer look and, sure enough, a long line of cars had formed ahead. He realized they were stuck
inside the tunnel. His face darkened, and
he said irritably, "Get out and check what's going on!" A-Jie quickly got out of the car, scurried over, and nervously prepared to report back to Chen Sheng. But when he looked up, he saw the famous actress Yang Feifei 　　nestled obediently in Zhang Yang's arms
like a docile kitten . 　　A-Jie didn't know how long they'd been in that position, or if they'd accidentally hugged. Out of 　　professional ethics, he didn't hesitate, but a glint of greed and jealousy flashed in his eyes. 　　"Boss, there's been a rear-end collision ahead, and the traffic police are handling it!" A-Jie said respectfully, looking 　　at Chen Sheng, trying hard to avoid glancing at Zhang Yang and the others. 　　He noticed Chen Sheng looking down, displeased. A-Jie's eyes darted around, and he saw Zhang Yang and the others still embracing 　　. He felt a surge of resentment. 　　Meanwhile, Zhang Yang, with his back to the camera, was holding a delicate body in his arms, inhaling Yang Feifei's alluring fragrance 　　. He was oblivious to the burning, jealous gaze from behind. 　　The person in his arms tried several times to break free, but he held her down, preventing her escape. 　　"Alright, alright!" Chen Sheng rolled up the car window impatiently, casually grabbing a glass of wine and downing it in one gulp 　　. 　　A-Jie reluctantly watched the small window roll up, blocking his view. He was unwilling to sit in the driver's seat 　　, but strange thoughts were running through his mind. He couldn't resist taking out his phone, scrolling through his photo album, which was full of pictures of Yang Feifei 　　, many of them taken secretly. This man had long coveted this big star, but lacked the courage 　　to cross the line. Tonight, seeing his goddess so easily throwing herself into another man's 　　arms, his heart stirred with desire. 　　Chen Sheng naturally had no idea what his driver, A-Jie, was thinking, but he could guess Zhang Yang's thoughts. 　　"Zhang Yang, you've been holding me long enough, aren't you tired?" Chen Sheng asked, amused. 　　"Not tired, not tired, Sister Feifei is very light!" Zhang Yang quickly replied, then, sensing that the person in his arms was still trying 　　to break free, he quickly whispered in her ear, "Don't move, let me hold you like this for a while!" 　　Yang Feifei struggled gently a few times, but perhaps feeling tired, she obediently stopped moving. 　　Chen Sheng noticed this series of subtle changes, and for some reason, felt a little annoyed. He could clearly 　　feel the excitement of seeing Yang Feifei being fucked, but seeing his submissive woman 　　obediently following others now made him feel a little annoyed. Therefore, Chen Sheng said, "Feifei, come here!" 　　Neither of the two people in the car were fools. Hearing this, Zhang Yang stopped hugging her and let go. 　　Yang Feifei obediently got up and sat down beside him, docilely fiddling with her bangs. 　　"Lick it!" Chen Sheng leaned back comfortably in his seat; the car seat 　　was even more comfortable than his sofa at home. 　　Hearing this, Yang Feifei clasped her hands together slightly, took a deep breath, and without looking at Zhang Yang's 　　expression, first removed her fur shawl, then knelt down in front of Chen Sheng, 　　reaching out to grab his crotch. 　　Zhang Yang watched as Yang Feifei obediently knelt before Chen Sheng, preparing to give him oral sex.

He suddenly felt a bit parched.
While Yang Feifei skillfully teased Chen Sheng's penis with her tongue, Zhang Yang watched as her kneeling
posture revealed her delicate feet clad in black stockings from her high heels. Her small, exquisite feet, encased in black stockings, were incredibly sexy
, and coupled with her long, slender legs, Zhang Yang couldn't resist reaching out and grasping her feet, gently
rubbing them.
When Zhang Yang held her feet, she felt a ticklish sensation, but she didn't stop
performing oral sex on Chen Sheng. Seeing Zhang Yang's actions, Chen Sheng felt a renewed surge of excitement, and
through his penis, he could clearly sense how diligently Yang Feifei was performing the oral sex.
As Chen Sheng watched Zhang Yang first grasp Yang Feifei's stockinged feet, then move her legs upwards, and slowly slip his hand
under her skirt, quietly touching her rounded buttocks, Chen Sheng felt his body temperature slowly rising
. His penis not only grew harder, but his heart also beat faster.
Zhang Yang first played with Yang Feifei's small feet. He found that he was also quite
attracted to them. Gu Ru's feet were the smallest, like tender ingots; Zhang Lu's feet were larger but slender and
beautiful. Yang Feifei's feet were somewhat like Zhang Lu's, but with a more mature, womanly feel.
In short, Zhang Lu's feet had the feel of a young girl's, while Yang Feifei's feet had the feel of a mature woman's. The difference was indescribable
.
As Zhang Yang played with Yang Feifei's feet, he noticed that Chen Sheng and Yang Feifei were having a passionate encounter. His thoughts gradually changed,
mainly because his lower body was aroused. He couldn't control himself and his hands started from her feet and moved upwards.
When he slipped his hand inside Yang Feifei's skirt, he discovered that she was wearing a thong tonight. Even through the thin
stockings, Zhang Yang accurately felt it.
Remembering that Chen Sheng had made the first move last time, this time Zhang Yang didn't hesitate to lift Yang Feifei's skirt.
"Oh, Zhang Yang, no! Please don't do this in the car, okay?" Yang Feifei felt her skirt being
pushed up to her waist, and felt Zhang Yang's hands trying to tear her stockings, attempting to poke a
hole. Whether out of shame or resistance, she quickly cried out to stop him.
After fiddling with them for a while, Zhang Yang finally found an opening. He rudely pushed away Yang Feifei's
hands, which were trying to cover her private parts, and with a tearing sound, created a small hole. Then, Zhang Yang said rudely, "Feifei
, have you forgotten what happened last time? Don't stop, keep licking, or Brother Sheng will get angry!"
Hearing Zhang Yang's impolite words, Yang Feifei realized what was happening and glanced at Chen Sheng. The latter indeed
had a sullen face, and his expression wasn't good. They were in the car, but it
wasn't safe outside, not at home! Besides, with the crowd surging around, no one
knew what might happen. She was genuinely afraid that if she didn't comply, something might go wrong. She immediately
fell silent and resumed her oral sex, her expression one of ecstasy, as if she were savoring a delicious treat.
Meanwhile, Yang Feifei felt Zhang Yang relentlessly teasing her private parts, and her lower body immediately
became wet.
Zhang Yang used two fingers to tease Yang Feifei's genitals, feeling their wetness, then pulled them out and made
a sticking motion, saying, "Brother Sheng, look, Feifei is wet again! She was saying no, no!"
"Women, their specialty is pretending. I think you should let her know the consequences of insincerity!" Chen Sheng
hadn't felt such pleasure from oral sex in a long time. It really was only when they played together that there was real pleasure, Chen Sheng
thought to himself.
Zhang Yang deliberately brought this up in front of Yang Feifei, wanting to see her humiliated expression.
However, she simply closed her eyes and focused on giving Chen Sheng oral sex, ignoring what was happening below.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang unceremoniously pulled out his penis, fiddled with it at the entrance of her vagina a few times, took a deep
breath, and thrust it in forcefully.
"Ah!" Although she was somewhat prepared, it still took Yang Feifei by surprise, because Zhang Yang's penis
was so thick and hard that it filled her private parts in one go, even causing a slight pain.
"Damn, be careful, you almost bit off my manhood!" Chen Sheng suddenly said.
Yang Feifei looked up pitifully and said, "Ah Sheng, it hurts too."
"Then tell Zhang Yang to be gentle, do I have to teach you that?" Chen Sheng said irritably.
Upon hearing this, Yang Feifei turned to Zhang Yang and said, "Zhang Yang, be gentle, it hurts!"
"Hehe, Feifei, you should have said so earlier! I thought you didn't want me to fuck you again. That's why
you were so impatient!" Zhang Yang felt the same way when Yang Feifei said it hurt.
Zhang Yang looked down at his penis slowly entering Yang Feifei's vagina, then gently pulling it out, then forcefully
thrusting it in again. His eyes were on Yang Feifei's sexy buttocks, exposed outside the torn black stockings, her snow-white buttocks
with a tear, a large area of her buttocks covered by black stockings. The allure of black and white, combined with
the pleasure of his penis stirring inside Yang Feifei's vagina, made Zhang Yang unable to resist twisting his waist rapidly, thrusting in and out from slow to fast.
Chen Sheng held Yang Feifei's head down with one hand and gripped the doorknob with the other. His eyes would
open intermittently, seeing Zhang Yang's penis penetrating Yang Feifei's tender vagina, then close them in ecstasy. This simultaneous visual stimulation and
the sensation of what was happening beneath his body excited him immensely.
Zhang Yang made piston-like movements, but he felt he couldn't exert himself fully, and the fucking wasn't satisfying.
After a few sudden thrusts, Zhang Yang said, "Brother Sheng, can I fuck Feifei's ass?"
Chen Sheng chuckled, pointing at Zhang Yang and laughing, "You little rascal, got hooked on last time?" He then rummaged through
a small drawer and said, "We're out of medicine in the car, let's talk about it when we get back!"
When Yang Feifei heard that Zhang Yang wanted to fuck her ass again, her vaginal muscles instinctively contracted, but she remained silent
. When Chen Sheng mentioned the lack of medicine, she visibly relaxed.
In fact, after being violated by Zhang Yang, Yang Feifei had slowly begun to feel something. After all, for
a woman around thirty years old, sexual desire can come on its own. However, due to her status, she had to maintain
a certain level of modesty. She tried hard to maintain this level of modesty in her mind, but her body was being incredibly honest.
"Brother Sheng!" Zhang Yang called softly, then pointed to his lower body. Chen Sheng looked and saw
Zhang Yang standing upright, his strong back straight, one hand gripping his shirt, the other gesturing
for him to look at the area where he and Yang Feifei were touching. At first, he didn't notice anything special, only that Zhang Yang's penis
was indeed very thick and hard,
the visual impact of a large, dark penis inserted between tender white buttocks still excited Chen Sheng.
But clearly, Zhang Yang wasn't showing off his assets. After a brief observation, Chen Sheng understood Zhang Yang's
intention.
It turned out that Zhang Yang wasn't exerting any force at all; he was simply standing upright, his penis erect, yet the in-
and-out motion was completely automatic. It wasn't hard to imagine that Yang Feifei had unknowingly gone from passive to active,
licking Chen Sheng's familiar penis with ecstasy while simultaneously enjoying Zhang Yang's thrusts. This sensation
truly intoxicated her.
"Shameless!" Chen Sheng couldn't help but exclaim. He knew Yang Feifei was promiscuous, but he never expected such a dignified
, intellectual, and proper woman to so easily display her lewdness in front of another man. At first, she
acted like a pitiful, resentful woman, but now she was like a wanton bitch. This stark contrast
made Chen Sheng feel a surge of anger.
Zhang Yang, observing Chen Sheng's expression, sensed his unease and quickly said, "
Brother Sheng, I'm a little overwhelmed. Why don't you try?"
"Hehe, okay!" Chen Sheng knew Zhang Yang wouldn't give up so easily; he was only saying this
to avoid upsetting him. However, seeing Yang Feifei's lewd appearance and remembering her usual innocent and arrogant demeanor in public , he really wanted to fuck her hard. Wasn't 　　that
the initial motivation for cultivating a female star ? 　　The woman you think is incredibly pure is actually a wanton slut; it's just that none of you have ever seen her. 　　The two men were becoming increasingly in sync. Chen Sheng released his large 　　hand from Yang Feifei's head, and Zhang Yang withdrew his penis. However, Yang Feifei, out of inertia, still twisted her 　　buttocks backward, which angered Zhang Yang, who slapped her buttocks with a "smack," saying, "It's my turn to fuck you, you slut! You 　　said no at first, no, no, why are you women so good at pretending? Do you have to be thoroughly fucked before you learn to behave?" 　　Even though Yang Feifei was already aroused and enjoying this moment of indulgence, 　　she still found Zhang Yang's blunt words extremely grating. She felt that she was truly starting to fall into depravity. Before, she had suppressed her 　　emotions and desires, afraid to express them. Now, she was truly like a lustful woman, craving 　　a man's ravaging. 　　Whether it was the aftereffects of that glass of red wine or not, 　　Yang Feifei didn't need Chen Sheng or Zhang Yang to teach her. She got up and lay on her side in the luxurious leather car seat, large and soft, almost enveloping 　　half of her body. She placed one of her long, black-stockinged legs near the back of the seat, while the other 　　leg was spread apart, her stiletto heels pointing to the ground. Her vulva was wide open, and she seductively licked 　　her lips, then placed her right hand on her fiery red lips, brazenly licking her slender fingers. 　　Then, quite naturally, she lowered her hand to her genitals, gently caressing her alluring 　　labia. She parted her red lips slightly and said, "Come on." 　　"Fuck you!" "No sooner said than done, seeing Yang Feifei's wanton nature naturally revealed, Chen Sheng, who had been holding back 　　his anger with nowhere to vent, was immediately emboldened by Yang Feifei's provocative actions. Like 　　a giant frog, Chen Sheng pounced on Yang Feifei, thrusting in and out with a series of 'plop plop' sounds. 　　'Ah...ah...ah...mmm...mmm...so good...Ah Sheng...you're so strong...keep going, keep going!' 　　Hearing Yang Feifei's moans, Chen Sheng thrust even harder, beads of sweat even appearing on his forehead. 　　Zhang Yang stared dumbfounded at Yang Feifei's actions, his impression of her completely shattered. He had 　　thought that the last time he saw her was her most wicked side, but now he realized that 　　the development of a woman's wanton side was truly endless." 　　Zhang Yang leaned back in his chair, masturbating while watching Chen Sheng's penis thrust 　　in and out, each stroke seemingly shoving his scrotum in. He couldn't help but gasp, a slight chill running down his spine for Yang Feifei 　　. 　　But when he saw Yang Feifei's expression of enjoyment and ecstasy, he felt a mix of emotions: on one hand, he thought she 　　was incredibly lewd and begging to be fucked; on the other hand, he couldn't deny that he also wanted to fuck her. 　　Especially when he saw Yang Feifei's long legs in sexy black stockings 　　swaying involuntarily with each thrust, he longed to pounce on her and kiss her passionately. However, given Chen Sheng's vigorous pace, 　　he dared not act rashly and could only watch helplessly as Yang Feifei was violated by Chen Sheng. 　　Fortunately, Chen Sheng was in good spirits today and felt great; after a vigorous session, he soon ejaculated 　　inside her. 　　Zhang Yang watched Chen Sheng lying motionless on top of Yang Feifei, and suddenly realized that no matter how powerful a person was, 　　they were no different when it came to a woman's belly, and couldn't possibly be any more powerful. 　　Yang Feifei, on the other hand, had a satisfied expression, her face showing a mixture of enjoyment and conflict. Turning her head 　　, she saw Zhang Yang staring at her with his small eyes, and 　　for the first time ever, she mouthed, "Fuck me!" "Damn!" Zhang Yang, seeing Yang Feifei's sexy red lips changing shape, immediately understood her 　　meaning. 　　Feeling challenged, Zhang Yang grabbed his penis and shook it, 　　causing her large, watery eyes to become even more misty. Meanwhile 　　, in the car, passion was running high, but A-Jie, in the driver's seat, was finding it incredibly difficult. The progress of the vehicle accident investigation 　　was extremely slow; the car was moving at an incredibly slow pace. The car was still moving, not 　　completely stopped, so stopping to rest was impossible; they could only follow slowly. 　　But what tormented A-Jie was seeing Yang Feifei fall into Zhang Yang's arms, 　　something he found hard to accept.

Yang Feifei was the dream girl of countless men, a perfect goddess. Only
a big shot like Chen Sheng could be worthy of such a woman. So who was Zhang Yang?
A-Jie thought about how he had been working for his boss for five years and was considered one of his boss's confidants. Even with such
a background, Yang Feifei hadn't given him a second glance. What did Zhang Yang have that made him so special?
The more A-Jie thought about it, the more unbalanced he became. Gradually, his thoughts became somewhat obsessive. He looked at the still-blocked traffic jam,
but his mind was wandering. He wondered if his goddess was doing something shameful,
but he didn't dare to imagine that she would be so easily swayed. On the other hand, he wanted to know
what his goddess looked like in a lewd manner, but he dared not see it. He was extremely conflicted and was suffering immense torment.
Finally, driven by jealousy and greed, he devised a reason to pretend to report something to Chen Sheng, preparing
to quietly roll down the car window. His hand trembled as he placed it on the window button.
These were hands that had killed before, hands that hadn't trembled then; their current trembling showed
how nervous he was.
Finally, A-Jie gently tapped the window, lowering it a tiny crack. He deliberately sat up straight
, pressing his head against the door panel, listening carefully. There seemed to be no sound, and he felt a wave of relief, unsure whether it was disappointment or
relief.
Just as he was about to roll the window down completely, a series of "snap! snap! snap!" sounds reached his
ears. Instantly, he froze, unable to move, so much so that he didn't even
notice his slightly trembling hand pressing down a tiny bit more, creating a crack of about one centimeter. This made
the sound from the other side of the window even clearer.
"Oh...oh...ah...so comfortable...ah...so good...mmm..."
Yang Feifei's moans seemed to be whispering in his ear. A-Jie felt as if he'd been struck by lightning, as if he'd regained
his ability to move. His mind was a jumble of thoughts; he wanted to know the circumstances under which his goddess was being violated,
and by whom, yet he dared not look, afraid his dream would shatter.
But in the end, he couldn't resist the wicked thought. A-Jie listened to Yang Feifei's moans, sitting in the driver
's seat, his hands trembling as he tried to adjust the rearview mirror. But Yang Feifei's moans were too alluring, as if they were
right beside his ear. A-Jie excitedly adjusted the mirror several times, but couldn't get it right.
Actually, A-Jie's feeling that Yang Feifei was right beside his ear was indeed accurate. Not long ago,
after Chen Sheng ejaculated, Chen Sheng, having recovered, openly let Yang Feifei find Zhang Yang, who had initially appeared hesitant and unwilling
.
But when Zhang Yang made her sit facing him, and when his penis entered Yang Feifei's body, she
naturally wrapped her arms around his head and pressed him against her full breasts. Her lower body was joined with his,
her sexy silk-stockinged feet, clad in sexy stilettos, were struggling to keep her feet on the ground, tiptoeing
, trying to lift her buttocks, allowing Zhang Yang's penis to thrust repeatedly into her vagina. A
look of intoxication appeared on her face, her forehead pressed against the windowpane. Because her eyes were closed, she didn't realize that
a small opening had appeared, and her moans were heard by A-Jie without fail. Even gusts of hot air
blew into A-Jie's ears through the gap.
On the other end of the car, Ah Jie listened to Yang Feifei's incredibly seductive moans, especially when she said,
"Oh, darling, I want more, it feels so good, more, give me more, oh..."
Coupled with the warm breath and fragrant scent wafting through the crack, he trembled instantly. If
it weren't for the awe-inspiring Chen Sheng in the back seat, he would have wanted to immediately jump out and
rape this wanton woman from head to toe.
Ah Jie persistently adjusted the rearview mirror. When he finally got it almost right, the seductive moans
faded away. He anxiously and quietly lowered the window a little further. Then, through the rearview
mirror, he finally saw the man he envied, now on top of Yang Feifei, frantically thrusting.
He saw Zhang Yang kneeling on the ground, holding Yang Feifei's long, sexy legs in black stockings in his arms. Her slender,
straight legs were pressed against Zhang Yang's face on either side, the thin metal heels almost touching the car roof.
He couldn't see the actual act of their bodies being joined due to the angle, but could judge from their up-and-down movement that the two
were making love passionately.
A-Jie's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze fixed on the rearview mirror, his eyes fixed on Yang Feifei's exposed,
sexy legs and her black stiletto heels, swaying gently with each of Zhang Yang's thrusts
.
Unconsciously, A-Jie quietly reached for his penis. At first, he
masturbated in sync with Zhang Yang's thrusts, imagining himself having sex with Yang Feifei. But the more he watched, the more excited
he became, especially when Zhang Yang suddenly thrust, standing up and violently spreading Yang Feifei's legs. In her struggle
, she managed to pull off one of her high heels, revealing a sexy little foot encased in black stockings. A-Jie saw her
delicate foot, her toes wiggling laboriously, as if telling him that her mistress was enjoying herself. Although he couldn't see
Yang Feifei's lewd expression, he could hear her moans. Now, seeing her perfect feet, he
suddenly increased the speed of his masturbation. His eyes were fixed on the rearview mirror, and in less than a minute, he
ejaculated profusely.
Semen sprayed onto the steering wheel and the rearview mirror. Ah Jie, panting heavily, didn't even bother
to wipe it away, watching helplessly as the semen on the mirror dripped down onto
the dashboard illuminated by the blue ambient lighting.
Ah Jie glanced at the mirror again, and in that instant, he seemed to see a pair of sharp eyes staring at him. A
chill ran down his spine; he swallowed hard and obediently closed the small window tightly.
Chen Sheng glanced at the small window, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips. Looking back at
the big star he had tirelessly helped to make famous, still putting on his final, flamboyant
push, he suddenly felt completely under control. He was so confident, without any reason.
The road gradually cleared, and Chen Sheng finally drove Zhang Yang back. As they got out of the car, they
exchanged polite greetings, just as they had when they got in.
"Brother Sheng, Sister Feifei, I've arrived, thank you!" Zhang Yang was already dressed,
looking like a well-behaved young man.
"Go back now! Come visit me sometime!" Chen Sheng waved calmly.
Zhang Yang glanced at Yang Feifei, who seemed hesitant to speak. She was now dressed, wearing her expensive fur
shawl, looking as elegant as a voluptuous and alluring young woman. He glanced down at her high heels
, and she, sensing his gaze, subtly pulled her heels back. Zhang Yang chuckled and said, "Sister Feifei, goodbye!"
"Yeah, goodbye!" Yang Feifei felt a wet, sticky feeling inside her right shoe. She hadn't expected
Zhang Yang to be so perverted; although he hadn't ejaculated inside her, he had still managed to ejaculate inside her high heel.
Finally, and to make matters worse, he didn't know what possessed him to obediently put on the shoes. Now, he was stuck,
unsure whether to take them off or not, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
After several days of negotiation and adjustment, Zhang Yang's career reached its first peak.
The changes that occurred in just a few days were perhaps unattainable for most people.
Externally, Zhang Yang gradually built a deep friendship with Chen Sheng, becoming Chen Sheng's number one favorite. Internally,
Zhang Yang's relationship with Gu Ru became even more ambiguous. Although Zhang Yang wanted to openly and honestly pursue her,
he knew that haste makes waste, so he resorted to flirtatious talk and subtle manipulation, hoping to gradually win
Gu Ru over without her realizing it.
Meanwhile, he finally had his own career. Remembering Zhang Lu's words that she didn't want to be
a flight attendant anymore, he decided to keep this woman by his side and take care of her at all times.
Several days earlier, Zhang Yang had found out Zhang Lu's flight schedule and secretly booked a ticket.
This was the day he planned to surprise Zhang Lu.
At this moment, Zhang Yang was quite smug, feeling like
he was riding high on a success. However, he seemed to have forgotten that his first real rival had vanished without a trace.
But Gao Xiang hadn't disappeared; he was merely lurking in the shadows, waiting for his chance.
Time flew by, and the changes were dramatic and unpredictable, catching everyone off guard.
But the real changes were just beginning.
Originally a privileged and wealthy young man, possessing all the advantages, he made several disastrous mistakes.
Now, he had not only lost his prestigious status as Laa but was also forced to break up with Gu Ru, living in constant fear and despair, like a stray
dog. At this point, Gao Xiang still didn't realize that his own violent and selfish nature had ruined him; he
blamed everything on others.
He hated everyone, including himself. He hated himself for not being ruthless enough, for not being decisive enough. If he had made a firm decision earlier,
using Gu Ru as a stepping stone to gain He Sen's support, perhaps he wouldn't be in this predicament.
Now, Gao Xiang was like a wounded, hungry wolf, licking his wounds in the shadows, his cold gaze
watching everything unfold.
He was a top student, intelligent enough, but his extreme personality had blinded him. Now, calming
down, he finally realized where he had gone wrong.
First, he overestimated his own strength and underestimated Chen Sheng's abilities and luck. The assassination attempt
had been planned for a long time, but ultimately failed due to his haste.
Second, he was arrogant and never took Zhang Yang seriously, but Zhang Yang was the main
reason for his failure. Only now did Gao Xiang realize the enormity of his mistakes, especially after he discovered
his loss of power and Zhang Yang's alliance with Chen Sheng. He suddenly understood many things.
Finally, Gao Xiang recalled Gu Ru's various actions. Although Gu Ru seemed to play an unrelated role in this matter
, the thought of her made Gao Xiang grit his teeth, and he couldn't suppress the hatred in his heart.
He couldn't explain where this hatred came from, but it was endless.
As Gao Xiang was lost in endless regret, a figure slowly appeared behind him. The footsteps were
soft and gentle. When the person saw Gao Xiang, a look of pity flashed in their eyes, and they said gently, "Aunt Lin
told you long ago, 'No poison, no man.' You are still too indecisive!"
Gao Xiang heard the voice and came back to his senses, but he couldn't refute what the person said. He could only
silently gaze at the beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties.
The beautiful woman walked up to Gao Xiang, stood beside him, and looked straight ahead. Her voice was icy as she said,
"Get up where you fall. Don't worry, Auntie will help you this time!"
Hearing the chill in her firm words, Gao Xiang finally couldn't help but ask, "Aunt Lin, Gu
Ru is just an insignificant character. Why are we investing so much energy in her? Does this
have anything to do with our ultimate goal?"
Gao Xiang and Gu Ru had known each other for a while, but their subsequent encounters, or rather, everything that followed, were premeditated
. Gao Xiang was acting on his family's orders, but he had genuinely fallen for Gu Ru. Unfortunately,
Gao Xiang's role in the entire plan was too insignificant. Otherwise, he wouldn't have
hesitated because of He Sheng's words about whether to give Gu Ru away. Because he didn't give Gu Ru to He Sheng, he ultimately received
orders to assassinate Chen Sheng. He Sen hadn't done anything to help Gao Xiang, leading to his complete failure.
Gao Xiang couldn't understand why so many people were eyeing Gu Ru. Was it simply because she was beautiful? Obviously
, there was more to it than that; there must be reasons he didn't know.
Hearing Gao Xiang's question, Lin Xiao slowly turned around, taking one last look at the setting sun, a smile playing on her lips,
and said, "You'll know later!"
Gao Xiang watched Lin Xiao's receding figure. She wore plain cloth shoes and a light blue cheongsam. Although
she was over forty, she was well-maintained and possessed a captivating charm. He remembered that this woman was also a five-star LA member,
and after learning of his failed operation, she resolutely offered her help. Although she was now confined to a villa in S City,
deprived of her freedom, her safety was still guaranteed.
Recalling Lin Xiao's personal attack on Gu Ru, Gao Xiang felt
a surge of intense hatred mixed with unease. He asked, "Aunt Lin, who was it this time?"
Lin Xiao replied without turning her head, "The Guo brothers!"
"The Guo brothers!" Upon hearing this, Gao Xiang's heart first lightened, then tightened. He clenched his fist,
then slowly relaxed it. Now, he could only wait quietly for news. He knew he no longer had
the luxury of acting recklessly. All his actions were aimed at achieving his final goal—getting close to Gu Ru, assassinating Chen Sheng
—but he hadn't handled either task well. Therefore, he could only choose to remain silent, waiting for
the day he could make a comeback.
A few days after Lin Xiao and Gao Xiang's meeting, a new family moved into the apartment opposite Gu Ru's. A good-looking couple who had returned from
overseas lived there with a cute child who looked about five or six years old. The family seemed very happy.
At the same time, Zhang Yang boarded a flight to Germany. Our
beautiful flight attendant, Zhang Lu, was on duty on this flight.

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