[Urban] Crossdressing Beauty (Complete) - 4-6

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Chapter 007, No Escape

Looking at the award-winning news in the newspaper, Zhao Ziqiang felt no excitement anymore. This was his third time winning an advertising award, and of course, many more smaller ones. This honor had indeed brought him many benefits. At Shihao Advertising Company, he, the youngest manager, although his salary was lower than the other two senior managers, had received the highest funding for two consecutive years.

"Ziqiang, what have you been busy with lately?"

"Work!" Zhao Ziqiang looked at the award-winning news in the newspaper absentmindedly.

On the other end of the phone was Tan Baixiang, the general manager of Leiting Investment Company. "Come visit our company sometime, or let's arrange a time for dinner, how about it?"

"Okay!" Zhao Ziqiang replied casually.

"Ziqiang, I'm really looking forward to our third collaboration! Can you tell me what your thoughts are now, which target have you set your sights on?"

"No, I haven't thought about those things lately! Okay, I'm getting out of the car, let's talk again sometime!" After leaving the taxi, Zhao Ziqiang only walked a few steps before stopping and throwing the newspaper into the trash can. From now on, Shihao Company would be irrelevant to him.

Advertising brought Zhao Ziqiang fame, but it was his side business—economic analysis—that made him rich. His economic analysis articles gained some renown, appearing in newspapers and magazines, and he also served as a consultant for Thunder Investment Company. His analysis was incisive, and Tan Baixiang was willing to pay a high price to "buy" his articles. Thunder Investment Company twice followed his advice, making a fortune in the stock market. His reputation soared, especially after he brought down a listed company with a few articles. However, behind this success, Zhao Ziqiang felt frustrated. Publishing articles to comment on stocks was clearly self-serving and deviated from critical analysis, turning him into a behind-the-scenes manipulator, engaging in opportunistic and exploitative practices.

Because of this, Zhao Ziqiang suspended his cooperation with Thunder Investment Company, and his articles no longer focused on specific companies, but rather on macro-level discussions. Although he wanted to distance himself from the investment market and become an observer analyst, others did not agree. This market made him uneasy, especially after suffering a major loss a few years ago. He feared failing a third time and rejected Thunder Company's offer.

Zhao Ziqiang had a feeling that his future success might lie in the economic sphere, not advertising. He occasionally discussed these matters with his friends Yuan Jia and Zhang Quan, but rarely with his girlfriend, Zhenzhen. It wasn't that he was afraid of revealing his savings; it was just that he sometimes felt Zhenzhen didn't understand him, and that neither of them was fully committed to the relationship. When the wedding day arrived, he began to notice Zhenzhen's absent-mindedness, something he used to be the one doing.

On his way home, Zhao Ziqiang called Zhenzhen twice, but she didn't answer. Was this fate? Was the road to repairing things blocked? Was this relationship too frivolous? What were women thinking? Although his calls went unanswered, his own phone rang several times. It seemed the headhunting company was persistent; they wouldn't give up until he secured a job. Perhaps headhunting was more lucrative than insurance or real estate sales, so being a little shameless was normal.

Zhao Ziqiang answered the phone and said coldly, "I've said it several times already, I'm not in Shanghai right now, don't call again!"

"Mr. Zhao, this is Editor Zhang from the Economic Times. I called twice during the day!"

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Zhao Ziqiang immediately changed his tone. "You want to talk about my article, right?"

"It's like this, your article was very good, we were already preparing to publish it. But a government official came, we let him take a look, and he said: This isn't analyzing the real estate market, it's practically teaching people how to speculate on houses! So, the article can't be published." "

Oh!" Zhao Ziqiang was extremely disappointed; an article he spent two weeks writing was rejected.

"Mr. Zhao, we've always known your talent, we hope you won't give up on future cooperation because of this, okay? We need any other articles you have!"

"Okay, sure!" That was the only answer Zhao Ziqiang could give. The payment for publishing articles in newspapers and magazines was pitifully small, but it was a demonstration of ability, so he couldn't give it up.

His parents were naturally happy that he was home; his father even prepared two bottles of beer. Busy with work, he only occasionally went home for a meal and a few words with his parents before leaving again. Last month, he was still planning his wedding and buying a car; now that he didn't have to worry about either, he was starting to feel a bit lazy.

"Ziqiang, why didn't Zhenzhen come?"

"Oh, she went to her parents' house!"

"Then you should go with her, spend more time with her, don't be so presumptuous. Getting married is different now!"

Marriage? Zhao Ziqiang didn't know how to explain the "breakup," and obviously, he couldn't upset his parents. Their daughter had married and moved to America, and their son was getting married; they could finally relax. Unlike other parents who worried about their children's future for financial reasons, marriage was a dividing line to maturity, a path they had to take.

Zhao Ziqiang had wanted to try a quiet evening to talk to his parents more; he had even drafted a three- to five-year plan with Zhenzhen. Unexpectedly, Chen Yihui's calls kept coming, making their lives uneasy. He really hoped it was Zhenzhen calling, so he could be more natural in front of his mother and seize the last opportunity to reject the Chen family's absurd request.

"Ziqiang, Ziwei, what color do you like? Red, purple, a big floral dress, a small floral dress, or a simple solid color? What about a suit, what style, or a sundress?"

"Hmm, you choose, I have no objection!"

"Ziqiang, Ziwei, I've got my eye on a pink sundress, and a dark green pleated skirt? And a suit too, a white-collar lady, of course she needs a suit, right?"

Zhao Ziqiang was almost exasperated. This girl always liked to cause trouble, no different from three years ago. But in his parents' eyes, he thought he was talking to Zhenzhen. Seeing her son's flustered state, his mother smiled and said, "Ziqiang, why don't you go back and keep Zhenzhen company?"

Zhao Ziqiang smiled, not denying it, and said, "I'll stay with you tonight, I'll leave tomorrow!"

A few years ago, Zhao Ziqiang's older sister married and moved to America, only returning twice during that time, so he became his parents' true support. So, his task upon returning home was to turn on his computer, connect to his sister's video call, and have a chat. However, due to the time difference, their calls often failed, and their frequent conversations gradually became occasional.

That evening, he still didn't tell his parents about his work; at this age, he didn't want his family to worry. He was capable of supporting himself and wasn't worried about his future. It was Chen Yihui's absurd plan that made him uneasy. Was wearing a skirt and becoming a woman really, as Chen Yihui touted, a major challenge in life?

Around nine o'clock, Zhao Ziqiang received another call from Chen Yihui. "Ziqiang, Ziwei, I'm buying two sundresses, two jumpsuits, a pleated skirt, and two tops. There's a blue vest dress that's very elegant, quite suitable for office workers; I think you'll like it."

"Hmm, you decide; your taste is always very accurate!" Zhao Ziqiang felt even more panicked. These continuous phone calls were clearly a reminder: you're a girl now, you need to wear skirts!

His mother and father laughed, urging him to go and keep Zhenzhen company. Zhao Ziqiang shook his head, feeling guilty that he wouldn't be able to have meals with them for the next two or three months. Since that was the case, he decided to just say he was on a company business trip to avoid any awkwardness.

Half an hour later, Zhao Ziqiang received Chen Yihui's fifth call and immediately cursed in a low voice, "Yihui, do you want to die? You know I'm with my parents, and you still won't give me peace! You can choose for yourself, don't ask me, I think you're deliberately causing trouble!"

"Heh, wasn't I doing this for you? Those dresses are for you, not mine! Ziqiang, Ziwei, don't be angry, I really just wanted to ask for your opinion!"

"Okay then, I like all the styles you like, just don't go for dark colors, they make you look too stiff and old-fashioned! Yihui, don't call anymore, we'll talk about it tomorrow!"

"Don't get angry, Ziqiang, I know I was wrong! I used to buy clothes for myself, but today I'm buying for you, so I should at least be a little more democratic, otherwise you'll yell at me again!"

"Bullshit! When have you ever been democratic? Three years ago you were just as domineering and unreasonable, completely disregarding other people's feelings, and you're still the same three years later! You haven't changed at all!"

Chen Yihui paused for two seconds before speaking, "Ziqiang, do you still hate me?"

Zhao Ziqiang sighed, immediately changing his tone, saying, "No! Yihui, you decide what clothes to buy, don't ask me. My taste is far worse than yours!"

"No, the dresses you bought for me before were all quite nice! Except for two that were crocheted, I'm still wearing the others. Ziqiang, you have a very good eye for girls, you've never been wrong!" "

How could I not have been wrong? Did I misjudge you?"

"...Ziqiang, I really don't know how to express my apology. I hurt you when we broke up three years ago. You said you understood my choice, you said I could choose my own path, that was your blessing to me. Sometimes breaking up doesn't mean the end of love, and getting together doesn't necessarily mean there's love. You taught me all of that."

"Yihui, I don't blame you!" Zhao Ziqiang immediately felt embarrassed. "I'm just a little annoyed. The changes these past two days have been too drastic, I can't accept it!" "

I know! Ziqiang, that's why I wanted to stay with you. Your temper and habits will change during this time, and it won't be easy for you to adapt. I wanted to be by your side!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Ziqiang went to his father's study, took out the old photo album hidden on the bottom shelf, and then went to the storage room to find his collection of dresses and high heels. Once, Zhenzhen discovered these "old lover's clothes" and even had a fight with him, so he used the excuse of throwing them away and hid them at his parents' house. Of course, Zhenzhen didn't know these dresses were his.

Three years ago, he and Chen Yihui were deeply in love, making vows of eternal love. At the time, Chen Yihui had a sudden whim and dressed him up as a girl to go shopping and play together, even going to bars to "seduce" men. Zhao Ziqiang understood that he now had the courage to dress up as a girl because of his advertising work, which exposed him to many novel things.

"Ring ring..." The phone rang again.

Zhao Ziqiang didn't look at the number and pressed the hang-up button. He really wished he could run away to a deserted island without phones, ignoring the troubles of the world.

Chapter 008, Playing Hard to Get

As the morning light shone into the room, Zhao Ziqiang was already exercising by the window, of course, just simple limb movements. On days without work, he still got up as usual. He wanted to maintain self-control and not let laziness creep in.

After having breakfast with his parents, he left, "going to work" as usual. He went to his friend Yuan Jia's house. Yuan Jia had been married for three years. His wife, Xiang Lan, was a shrewd and capable woman. Zhao Ziqiang had only met her three or four times, but she left a deep impression on him. Although they were good friends, they didn't like to gather at each other's homes unless the wives weren't there. Because it's more convenient to do things and talk in public, without worrying about his wife barging in at any moment.

After checking his computer, Zhao Ziqiang quickly concluded, "You need to replace the memory. Your memory is faulty, which is why it keeps crashing! It wasn't a problem in cold weather, but now that summer is here, the heat dissipation is poor, and that's when the problems arise."

"Anyway, just fix it for me. Can you do it tomorrow? I don't want to use a laptop at home; it's too small!"

"I only have half a day; I'm leaving this afternoon!" Zhao Ziqiang explained, "I came today to tell you that I resigned and am going to Hangzhou."

Yuan Jia was a little surprised: "This guy, he even kept it from his best friend! That's outrageous!"

Should he tell you that he'll become a girl tomorrow…? Zhao Ziqiang felt bitter. Yes, things would be problematic from now on; how would he stay in touch? He hesitated, unsure what to say to his good friend; he was truly conflicted.

"Ziqiang, what do you want to say? Why do you look like this?"

"Nothing! I'll call you after I settle down in Hangzhou!"

Yuan Jia wanted to slack off, but Zhao Ziqiang had left Shanghai that afternoon, so he had no choice but to drive with Zhao Ziqiang to the computer mall. Besides memory modules, Zhao Ziqiang also bought two large boxes of CDs and printer ink.

"Yuan Jia, if Zhenzhen asks me, just say you don't know! Sigh, I doubt she'll even ask, we've already broken up!"

"What, broken up? Impossible! She called my house the other day and talked to Xiang Lan for a long time, but she didn't mention you two broke up!"

"Women, they're all emotional creatures, no one can understand them! I don't even know if being with her is a blessing or a curse! Anyway, sometimes I feel so tired, I can't stand it!"

"Don't be discouraged!" Yuan Jia comforted him, "Women are all like that, they always torment men half to death. Xiang Lan has told me she wanted to break up at least eight or ten times before, even after we got married, but I slowly got used to it. I guess Zhenzhen is the same way, you'll get used to it!"

"I know she'll definitely come looking for me, but she won't admit her mistake. With her awful temper, who can stand her!" Zhao Ziqiang felt a mixture of disappointment and sweetness when he thought of Zhenzhen.

"Haha, when have you ever seen a woman admit her mistake?! She's already showing remorse by coming back to you. Don't expect her to apologize verbally; it's not like you're a novice girlfriend!"

Yes, how could I forget? Chen Yihui was just like that before… Thinking of Chen Yihui, Zhao Ziqiang felt a surge of anger. He had hoped for a chance encounter with his ex-lover, but she turned out to be a woman—how absurd!

"Yuan Jia, regarding the real estate topic we discussed last time, I hope you can provide me with some information. My report should be finished in about two weeks. I have a feeling the government might intervene in the market! You know, my premonitions are usually very accurate!"

Yuan Jia laughed. "Forget it, what's the use of premonitions? You're not a woman! You told me last year that this year was the best year to get married, so where's your wife?"

He was getting to the point, and Zhao Ziqiang was speechless. "Maybe I don't understand girls enough. If it were like work, it would be easy for me!"

After setting up Yuan Jia's computer, they had lunch together and then parted ways. Two months ago, Zhao Ziqiang suddenly became interested in the real estate market. While many believed prices would continue to rise, and sellers thought there was still two years of upward potential, he sensed something different. He believed his premonition was accurate, though he was a little afraid of the "four times no more than three" scenario.

Perhaps temporarily shunning his Zhao Ziqiang identity and trying out Zhao Ziwei's life wouldn't be so bad. That way, he could have more time to consider his future path and that report on real estate. Sigh, he really hoped being Zhao Ziwei was just a game, not a real life, not helping that vixen's sister—maybe she was another vixen.

With these chaotic thoughts, Zhao Ziqiang arrived at the apartment, or rather, Zhao Ziwei's new apartment. Opening the door, he asked himself: If I become Zhao Ziwei, will Zhao Ziqiang still exist? Even in just three months, will I change?

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang, followed by the sound of a key opening the door. Chen Yihui came in carrying large and small bags, followed by a security guard, also carrying several bags. Zhao Ziqiang was startled. This shopaholic had bought so many dresses and shoes that she needed security guards to help her carry them all?

After thanking the security guards, Chen Yihui closed the door and said, "Hey, Ziqiang, I thought you changed into a dress!"

"Hmph, I didn't plan on that!"

"That won't do. From today onwards, you are Zhao Ziwei!"

Zhao Ziqiang frowned. Three years had passed, and he had been tricked by this girl the moment he saw her again. Now, whenever he had the thought of running away, he couldn't help but think of Zhou Ying kneeling. Sigh, if it were just Chen Yihui, this fox, it would be fine, but was her mother an old fox?

"Yihui, don't deliberately show your thighs to that security guard. That young man's face turned red. If you're going to harm someone, harm me instead. That security guard can't handle it!"

"Hehe!" Chen Yihui walked over and gently patted his face. "Are you jealous? You used to like looking at my thighs too, you not only looked, you even touched them! Now that you're Zhao Ziwei, many men will look at your thighs too, you'll have to get used to it!"

"Yihui, what you're saying is disgusting!"

Chen Yihui laughed. "It's inevitable, you'll have to get used to it slowly, no, get used to it quickly!"

"Then I won't wear skirts anymore!"

"How can that be? How can you be a girl without wearing skirts!" Chen Yihui said gently. "Ziqiang, you've always been a very arrogant person. Asking you to abandon your original identity and become someone else, especially a woman, is hard to accept. But we need to help Yiqian, and if you don't agree, we really can't find anyone else." "

Your father's company is so huge, you should be able to find someone like that

, right?" "But finding someone who is both capable and trustworthy is easier said than done. Ziqiang, you're very good-looking, suitable to be a girl, and most importantly, you're someone we can trust. The Chen Group is a large conglomerate, and if something like this happens in the family, it won't be a good thing if word gets out."

"I understand, but this is too absurd!"

"It's alright, haven't you always liked challenges? You're a pro at work, unafraid of any difficulties, and I hope you'll be the same in life. During this time, seeing the world from a girl's perspective, you'll definitely gain a lot—these are all life experiences!"

Faced with his ex-girlfriend's sweet words and veiled malice, Zhao Ziqiang was speechless. If this girl really wanted to hurt him, it wouldn't be difficult, would it? Although he was adept at work, he was somewhat uncertain when it came to relationships.

"Ziqiang, do you want to try on some new clothes?" Chen Yihui took out dresses one by one from the shopping bag, spreading them out across the sofa. "Will you change yourself, or should I help you?"

Looking at so many colorful dresses, Zhao Ziqiang swallowed hard; she was even more eager to help. "Yihui, I'll do it myself. You're a girl, it's a little inconvenient!"

"What's the big deal? There's no part of your body I haven't seen!"

Zhao Ziqiang frowned. "Next time, I need to prepare myself!"

Chen Yihui nodded, not insisting any further. After a while, she saw Zhao Ziqiang come out and was shocked, dropping the things she was holding. "Ziqiang, I can't believe it, you actually..."

Zhao Ziqiang smiled at her and said, "It's a little tight, but I can still wear it!"

Chen Yihui's surprise wasn't that he looked handsome in the dress, but that he was wearing a dress from three years ago. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she rushed forward to hug him. "Ziqiang, you didn't throw away that dress from three years ago!"

"It's not torn, why would I throw it away? Besides, you gave it to me!"

Chen Yihui hugged him tightly. These past few days, she had been looking at Zhao Ziqiang's old photos, in which he was wearing this floral dress, and it was this photo that made her mother agree to her absurd plan. "I always thought you hated me. I burned all the photos a long time ago, and the dress is all torn."

Zhao Ziqiang smiled; the dress was a little wrinkled and a little tight, but it was all a memory from three years ago. Chen Yihui's allure was the direct cause, but his longing for the dress was also a factor. Chen Yihui was both surprised and delighted; how lucky she was that this man still loved her. Thankfully, they hadn't broken up three years ago, otherwise none of this would have happened.

Their silence was broken by the ringing of their phone. It was Zhang Ying, Zhao Ziqiang's former assistant. "Ziqiang, they say you're always not answering the phone! Some say you're drowning your sorrows in alcohol. Hey, who turned my handsome boss into an alcoholic? My colleagues said we should get together for a meal sometime. If things go well, some people want to join you!"

"Do you include them in the 'joining forces'?"

"Of course I do!" Zhang Ying giggled. "It seems two headhunting companies have inquired about you, but I didn't say anything. I guess someone already told them!" Zhao

Ziqiang realized that finding a job was the most important issue. With the girl's current appearance, finding work was impossible. Chen Yihui guaranteed the job she arranged wouldn't be wrong—was that believable? Especially since this girl was a habitual liar.

Chen Yihui, leaning against the wall, guessed the caller wasn't his girlfriend and breathed a sigh of relief. "Ziqiang, Ziwei, you need a new phone number!"

Zhao Ziqiang was stunned. This clearly meant he had to cut ties with the past. "You figure it out!"

"Okay, let's practice makeup. Come on, Ziwei, don't slack off. We really need you!" Chen Yihui tried her best to change her way of addressing him to Zhao Ziwei.

"Just need?"

"Ziqiang, if you were to nitpick my words, you could find dozens a day. But simply saying I like you is useless, because besides liking you, I truly need you."

Zhao Ziqiang followed her to the dressing table. There were already makeup steps written by Chen Yihui on it, along with several women's fashion manuals, marked in key places. Chen Yihui patiently explained how to use foundation evenly, how to apply blush appropriately, what eyeshadow colors to match clothes and occasions, and which lipsticks to use during the day and night.

However, the allure and stimulation of the dress could not hide the fear of entering a woman's life. Zhao Ziqiang felt that his heart had been plunged into an abyss by Chen Yihui.

Chapter 009, Adding Fuel to the Fire

"Yi Hui, we haven't talked yet. What kind of payment will you give me this time?"

"Do you need it?"

Zhao Ziqiang glared at her. "What, you're not planning to pay?"

Chen Yi Hui smiled: "Is that okay?"

Zhao Ziqiang immediately said: "No!"

Chen Yi Hui said seriously: "We'll give Yi Qian to you, okay?"

"Hmph, she's a lesbian. I wouldn't want her even if you gave her to me. Who would like her?"

Chen Yi Hui's face changed. She thought Zhao Ziqiang had seen the photos and was already a little fond of her sister, but it turned out to be wishful thinking on her part. Of course, she hadn't initially intended to matchmake the two of them, but for her purpose, she spoke freely.

Zhao Ziqiang noticed her displeasure in the mirror, immediately turned around, and took her hand. "I'm sorry, Yi Hui, I didn't mean to. Because I know nothing about Yi Qian, and I really didn't think about developing anything with her. Actually, it was your kindness that moved me, so I was willing to do such a foolish thing." But in her heart, she thought: Bullshit, even I don't believe it myself. It's your Chen family that's deceiving me.

"Ziqiang, I know you're good to me. But I still want to tell you, Yiqian is a good girl. You don't like her now because you don't understand her. I dare say, after spending time with her, you might not fall in love with her, but you'll definitely like her!"

"Maybe!" Zhao Ziqiang thought to himself: Your Chen family, with a vixen like Miss Chen, it's normal to have a monster like Miss Chen the second.

Chen Yihui understood that persuading him to wear a dress was only the first step. Next, she needed to give him a woman's appearance and demeanor, as well as woman's movements and temperament. "From now on, you have to think of yourself as Zhao Ziwei and accept the fact that you are a girl. With makeup, your appearance is no different from an ordinary girl, but your movements and mindset need to change, as well as your voice. You could speak in a female voice three years ago, is that okay now?"

"You mean like this? Miss Chen, could you please darken my eyeshadow a bit?" A female voice popped out.

"Yes, that's it!" Hearing the female voice, Chen Yihui exclaimed excitedly. "I knew it! You're a genius, you can be both a man and a woman!"

"Of course! I'm so pretty and cute, everyone loves me, even ghosts love me!" Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei changed her tone, as if she had a converter in her throat. But the voice became even more charming, surprising even herself.

"Haha!" Chen Yihui laughed. "However, that voice is a bit too much. Be more gentle, just like when we talk normally. Don't come out looking all coquettish, like you're going out to seduce men!"

Zhao Ziqiang snorted. "With my looks, I'm just as beautiful as Miss Chen Yihui. I don't need to seduce anyone. I just need to pull my skirt up a little and stretch out my leg, and those men will come to me on their own!"

Chen Yihui laughed. "Your current image won't do. You need to dress up properly, then men will fall for you!" She laughed, clutching her stomach, before calming down and saying seriously, "Ziqiang, Ziwei, listen to me. You learn very quickly, I know you're very capable, you can easily master any girl's movements and expressions. But I hope you won't appear as that delicate, girly girl you were just now. Even if it's not good to appear occasionally, although some men like girls like that, I don't, and Yiqian doesn't either! Besides, it's so different from the Zhao Ziqiang I like. I'm afraid I won't like you in the future either!"

Seeing how serious she was, Zhao Ziqiang immediately turned around. "Yihui, don't worry, I was just joking! Actually, I don't like girls like that at all. I like a mature image!" In his panic, the voice reverted to a masculine one, making the scene somewhat comical. The voice clearly didn't match the girl's image.

"I know!" Chen Yihui patted his shoulder. "If we were in this room, just the two of us, I wouldn't mind what you do. But outside, it won't work. Even if we're the closest of friends, it will affect your overall image. If you make a mistake once, it might ruin all your efforts. Ziwei, can you do it?"

Zhao Ziqiang knew the seriousness of the matter and earnestly switched back to the girl's voice, saying, "I know, I will be careful!"

"Ziqiang, Ziwei, you've always been a very serious person, which is why I've always liked you. I know it's unfair to make you dress as a girl. During this time, you can't do what you like, you can't be close to girls, and you can't even see your girlfriend. This kind of suppression is very painful. Our Chen family will remember this kindness, and we will repay you in the future!"

"Yihui, I don't want any repayment!" Zhao Ziqiang shook his head. "I'm willing to do anything for you! I won't say that I still love you now, even if I said it, you wouldn't believe it, because it would indeed be a lie. But, I like you, that's for sure."

"I know, I've always felt it!" Chen Yihui held her hand tightly. "That's why I'm so touched. Because I've always liked you too! I was afraid that after three years, you wouldn't believe me saying this, but it's the truth! Ziqiang, forgive my selfishness, I don't want you to think I'm using you, but I really need your help!"

Zhao Ziqiang smiled at her. "Don't worry, I'll help you, I've already promised your mother!"

"But back then you weren't truly willing, even I know you were forced!" Chen Yihui's eyes softened, after all, they had shared warm and happy days together. She put down what she was holding, slowly sat on Zhao Ziqiang's lap, hugged him tightly, and pressed her face against his. Her eyes welled up with tears. "Ziqiang, I just want you to know that I truly love you. Even after we broke up, that love hasn't changed! Even if we're not together in the future, even if you marry another girl, I'll still feel the same way. Because three years ago, when we started dating, it was all destined. The happy times I spent with you are unforgettable. Even if I marry someone else, you'll hold a place in my heart that no one can replace!"

Zhao Ziqiang was a little emotional and involuntarily closed his eyes. Chen Yihui had never confessed like this before, but he had always felt it in his heart. "Yihui, I know, because I feel the same way!"

Chen Yihui hugged him tighter, her voice starting to choke. "I'm sorry, Ziqiang, I'm getting married in three months. He's a good man. Before the wedding, I can still spend time with you. Whatever you want to do, I'll agree to it!"

Zhao Ziqiang was taken aback. This wasn't just a hint. He rolled his eyes several times. Had he misheard?

"I know that from today onwards, you are Ziwei, you are a girl! Not only will your appearance and behavior change, but your actions, voice, and even your thoughts will change. This way, you won't be able to be intimate with girls. Sometimes this will be very oppressive and difficult to adapt to. I'll be by your side whenever you need me!"

"Oh!" Zhao Ziqiang was secretly surprised, but this was indeed the most worrying part. "But, Yihui, this is very unfair to you." Originally, there was a sentence that followed, "It's also unfair to him," but people are selfish, and he couldn't say it.

"No, Ziqiang, I don't think so!" Chen Yihui let go of his hand and lowered her head. Only then did Zhao Ziqiang notice the two lines of tears on her face. She said softly, "If I continue doing this after we get married, it will be a mistake, so I can only apologize to you. We only have three months."

"Yihui, I... this... this is too unfair to you!"

"No, Ziqiang, I didn't do this because you came to help!" Chen Yihui shook her head. "I want to tell you that I'm not a promiscuous person. You should understand me. For a long time after we broke up, I didn't touch a man until I met him. It wasn't that no one pursued me, but that I had a line in my heart; I would only be with a man I liked."

Hearing this, Zhao Ziqiang felt much better. Although he couldn't explain why Chen Yihui had broken up with him in the first place, it was hard to discern the truth in every word a girl said. As long as he could still feel her affection, that was enough.

Chen Yihui said, "Ziqiang, Ziwei, so you have three months to help me cure Yiqian. I know you have the ability to do it; you are the person I trust most!"

"Okay, I will do my best!"

Chen Yihui said earnestly, "Ziqiang, not just do your best, you must do it!"

"Okay, I will definitely do it!"

Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei raised their delicate faces and asked themselves: Can I really do it?

Chapter 010, Miraculous Transformation

Familiar notes floated down from her fingers, drifting to her ears and seeping into her heart and lungs.

Chen Yihui was intoxicated by the familiar melody. She opened her eyes again and again, as if she couldn't believe that these notes were played by this girl with long hair and a long dress. She couldn't help but marvel at how serene and beautiful the girl was. Her slightly disheveled long hair did not affect her demeanor at all; she remained focused on the melodious music. Chen Yihui closed her eyes, immersed in the beautiful notes, forgetting who the girl with long hair and a long dress in front of her was.

As Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei played, she stopped and inadvertently noticed her scarlet fingernails. She realized everything was different. These still-long, slender fingers had danced on the black and white keys for ten years, but today they felt an unprecedented joy—excitement, exhilaration, and lightness, like a beautiful woman in a gorgeous gown gracefully dancing.

The sound stopped for a long time before Chen Yihui opened her eyes and took a deep breath. "It's wonderful! I haven't heard you play in years, and it's still so beautiful!"

"Did you like it?" Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei asked softly.

"If only you had met Yiqian sooner, she would have definitely played a duet with you!"

"Really?" Zhao Ziwei asked curiously, "Does she play the flute like you?"

"No, not the flute! It's the clarinet! It's so annoying! I've told you so many times, why do you always forget!" Chen Yihui hated it being the flute and would curse every time she heard it.

Zhao Ziwei chuckled. "Oh, she plays the clarinet like you?"

"No, she plays the erhu!"

"Erhu?"

Chen Yihui suddenly burst into laughter, bending over with laughter, before catching her breath and saying, "She plays the violin, but I've always said she plays the erhu since we were little! Every time I say it, she gets angry and wants to yell at me! Once, she got so angry that she picked up the instrument and hit me, and it hurt so much."

"So, these two sisters are exactly the same, both have terrible tempers..." Zhao Ziwei said softly.

"What did you say?" Chen Yihui suddenly glared at her.

Zhao Ziwei was startled, not expecting her to have heard her. "Nothing, I said your sister must be as cute as you, cutely domineering!"

Chen Yihui, of course, knew what she was thinking and smiled, "My sister is cute, of course, but her standards are higher than mine."

Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei didn't have any fantasies about Chen Yiqian; she was just treating it as a job. But what does a woman's life mean? Right now, it's just skirts and high heels, but soon there will be new things: work, relationships, jealousy, comparison, money... but what about sexual needs? Oh well, she'll endure it for now; two or three months won't kill her.

Chen Yihui walked over and gently stroked her long hair, feeling a tenderness in her heart. "From today onwards, I'll call you Ziwei, not Ziqiang anymore, and you'll have to say goodbye to Zhao Ziqiang!"

"Yes, Miss!" A sweet female voice came from behind.

"Your voice is so nice, a little magnetic. Men would definitely love to hear that!" Chen Yihui praised. "That's great. If your voice were a little more natural, and you dressed like a typical girl, you could do anything!"

"Really? Including seducing men?"

"No way!" Chen Yihui immediately exclaimed. "Ziqiang, Ziwei, don't even think about it!"

Zhao Ziwei laughed and said, "Yihui, I love hearing you call me Ziwei. Say it again!"

"Hehe, you'll be using that name from now on, so you won't have to worry about anyone calling you that!" Chen Yihui piled all the clothes she had bought onto the bed. Then she pulled Zhao Ziwei over and said with a smile, "Ziwei, these are all your dresses and underwear, all in your size. Try them on!"

"So many?" Zhao Ziwei's eyes darted around. Oh well, the Chen family has plenty of money anyway. They're willing to spend a fortune for their precious daughter, Chen Yiqian.

Chen Yihui said, "There are about twenty sets here, including work suits, casual suits, sundresses, jumpsuits, skirts, stockings, and underwear. If that's not enough, you'll have to buy your own. I don't know if your taste has changed in the three years we've been apart!"

"What? My taste?" Zhao Ziwei was both angry and amused, yet she couldn't help but feel touched. This touching feeling wasn't because of Chen Yihui's large-scale shopping spree, but because of the Chen family's love and care for Chen Yiqian, going to such lengths. If it were just for fun dressing up as a girl, that would be easy to accept, but for a girl she didn't even know, was such a sacrifice worthwhile?

Seeing her lost in thought, Chen Yihui assumed she was reminiscing about the past and said softly, "Ziwei, change into this. We're going to start putting on makeup. You'll be a beautiful girl!"

"Oh, okay!" A man's voice came first, and Zhao Ziwei was immediately startled. "I'm sorry, Yihui, I forgot!"

Chen Yihui comforted her, "It's alright, you'll get used to it quickly!"

Zhao Ziwei smiled, put down the dress in her hand, and sat down at the dressing table to remove her makeup. Under Chen Yihui's guidance, it was quickly completed. Chen Yihui was amazed; this ex-boyfriend was practically a genius, learning everything so quickly, including how to be a woman. Although his makeup and makeup removal movements were a bit clumsy, they were methodical.

Watching himself slowly transform into a girl in the mirror, Zhao Ziqiang felt as if he were reliving an old dream, and his expression clearly brightened. Finally, they finished their makeup and left the bedroom. Zhao Ziwei tried hard to adapt to her new image, but it wasn't easy, especially since her skirt felt loose, as if she weren't wearing any clothes.

"Yihui, what if no girl likes me after I become a man again?"

"No, Ziqiang! I know more than one or two girls like you, even your colleagues, because you're an outstanding man!" Chen Yihui came up and held her hand. "You don't need to worry at all. I'm sure you'll find a great girl!"

Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei smiled: "If you can't find one, then I'll marry you!"

"Okay, if you can't find a wife because of this, I'll marry you!"

Now it was Zhao Ziwei's turn to be surprised; this joke had actually received such a response. However, she couldn't see that Chen Yihui was joking; her expression was serious. But she really wanted to marry her, she didn't know. "Yihui, what about your boyfriend?"

"Whatever you say!" Chen Yihui answered decisively.

But this left Zhao Ziqiang at a loss. He suddenly realized that no matter how his appearance changed, the man within him remained the same, meaning he couldn't handle women at all. Even if he dressed as a woman, this "she" still needed a woman.

The doorbell rang, and Zhao Ziwei looked at Chen Yihui with some confusion. Chen Yihui smiled and said, "Coming, finally here! You're so late!"

"Who is it?" Zhao Ziwei was nervous; she didn't want anyone to know she was dressed as a woman.

"The makeup artist!" Chen Yihui walked towards the door without turning back.

"Aren't you one?" Zhao Ziwei panicked, but couldn't stop her.

"I'm not professional enough!" Chen Yihui turned back with a smile and opened the door.

A young man walked in, carrying a large bag over his shoulder and another in his hand. He looked at Zhao Ziwei and said, "Yihui, is this the... young lady you were talking about?"

"Yes, do you think she's pretty?" Chen Yihui walked over and introduced, "Ziwei, this is Abiao, a makeup artist, image consultant, and designer, as well as a makeup consultant for the Shanghai Film Company. Besides, he designed my wedding!"

Wedding? Zhao Ziwei was a little unhappy. You're getting married soon, and you're still being intimate with me? What's this? However, she was more nervous than anything else, so she just nodded to the young man without saying a word. At this moment, the pain from the corset hadn't subsided. For what Chen Yihui considered a beautiful curve, her waist had shrunk by several inches.

Ah Biao walked over, looking her up and down, before turning to Chen Yihui and saying, "Yihui, I don't understand why you called me over. She only needs a haircut and breast augmentation; nothing else needs to be done."

"Of course I need you! Design her image for me!" Chen Yihui introduced Zhao Ziqiang and Ziwei's backgrounds and the upcoming job, explaining the desired effect. Finally, she said, "In short, I want her to be a perfect woman!"

Zhao Ziwei listened silently, because the role of womanhood was a blank slate for her; she could only let these two paint on a blank canvas. When Ah Biao pulled out several pairs of prosthetic breasts to demonstrate, she couldn't help but be surprised. It seemed these two were truly designing a new kind of woman. "Yi-hui, I'm guessing you're going to persuade me to get sex reassignment surgery next month!"

"Haha, of course not!" Chen Yi-hui laughed. "If that were the case, I wouldn't like you anymore, and neither would Yi-qian!"

A-biao explained, "Because I didn't know your figure and skin tone, I could only bring a few pairs. Yi-hui said you're a beautiful girl, and besides already having a good temperament, you need a perfect figure!"

Chen Yi-hui said, "Yes, a perfect woman should have beautiful breasts!"

Zhao Zi-wei couldn't object, because it was indeed part of being a woman. They selected a pair of breast prostheses that matched their skin tone, and these happened to be the largest pair. They carefully glued them onto Zhao Zi-qiang/Zi-wei's chests, pressing them tightly until the edges were completely invisible, and then used concealer to touch them up. Zhao Zi-wei looked at herself in the mirror and could hardly breathe. It was amazing, practically seamless.

Chen Yihui's face suddenly darkened. She kicked A-Biao and yelled, "Pervert! Haven't you ever seen a woman's body before? Go back and have your girlfriend strip naked for you!"

A-Biao blushed and tried to explain, but his explanation was weak and even a bit pathetic. Zhao Ziwei realized the problem and immediately turned around, grabbing a piece of clothing to put on. At this moment, the scene looked extremely strange.

Zhao Ziwei suddenly burst into laughter. "Yihui, forget it, I don't mind, anyway, I'm not a real woman!"

Chen Yihui was taken aback, then immediately asked, "So you mean you don't mind him removing your hair?"

Zhao Ziwei screamed, "No way, I can't let a man touch my thighs!"

"Haha!" Chen Yihui laughed, "Ziqiang, you're really something, you can still scream like a woman in this situation, you haven't shown your true masculine side!"

Zhao Ziwei was stunned, had she gotten into character that quickly? She thought of an important question and turned to ask Abiao, "Are you sure you won't hurt my skin when you remove it?" "

Of course not, it's a biological solvent, not a regular chemical solvent, it's easy to peel off, even if you wear it for a year, it won't hurt!" Abiao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the situation had eased, but he dared not look directly at Zhao Ziwei again, especially at her high breasts.

Next, Chen Yihui continued to discuss with Abiao how to modify Zhao Ziwei, they talked back and forth, and Zhao Ziwei nodded repeatedly. After a while, she also began to participate in her own image design. As an advertising elite, Zhao Ziqiang naturally had many insights.

An hour later, Chen Yihui saw Abiao out, earnestly instructing him: "Remember, you've never seen this Miss Zhao before. If you dare to tell anyone, I'll make you a real woman, and you'll wear skirts for the rest of your life."

Seeing that Chen Yihui's threat was terrifying and not a joke, Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei realized that this girl had really changed, and there were many things they didn't know.

Only the two of them remained in the house, and Zhao Ziwei began to experience the difference in her body. The increase in the size of her breasts exceeded expectations; she had to stand up straight to avoid being pulled forward, a posture completely different from a man's. "Yihui, these are too big! No other girl has this size!"

"There's nothing I can do; only the color of these suits your skin!" Chen Yihui shrugged. "Ziwei, do you want to feel any difference?"

"How do I feel?"

Chen Yihui smiled, "Compared to mine, of course!"

Zhao Ziwei hesitated for a moment before daring to touch her breasts. Unexpectedly, Chen Yihui's body was very sensitive; her temperature rose instantly, and she trembled all over. Their red lips met, and Zhao Ziwei's sensation intensified. The two embraced passionately before collapsing onto the bed… “Yihui, you are so beautiful,”

Zhao Ziqiang exclaimed sincerely, his eyes practically spitting fire as he gazed

at the stunning beauty before him. Chen Yihui was slender yet voluptuous. Her long, flowing black hair cascaded down her full shoulders, and her fair, plump face, flushed with a faint blush, was adorned with large, bright, clear eyes that seemed to hold the allure of two pools of autumn water. Her long, thick eyelashes softly covered her eyelids, fluttering slightly with each blink. Her

high, straight nose was as beautiful as a distant mountain, and her two red lips were like vibrant flower petals, luscious and tempting—truly an alluring cherry-like mouth. Two faint dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, and her skin, smooth and supple like jade, seemed so delicate that it appeared as if water could be squeezed out with a gentle touch.

Chen Yihui was wearing a white shirt, which only accentuated her purity and beauty, and a pair of tight jeans made her long, slender legs even more alluring.

"Yihui, I miss you so much, every moment, every second."

Zhao Ziqiang pulled Chen Yihui into his arms, holding her tightly, and kissed her lips.

"Mmm..."

Chen Yihui let out a moan, then wrapped her arms tightly around Zhao Ziqiang's waist, kissing him passionately, her tongue actively seeking his tongue in her mouth, and then they intertwined.

While kissing the woman in his arms, Zhao Ziqiang's hands were also busy. His left arm encircled Chen Yihui, while his right hand caressed her breasts through her clothes. Soon, she went limp in his arms, her body only able to stay upright thanks to Zhao Ziqiang's support.

They kissed passionately for a while, Zhao Ziqiang feeling increasingly hot and weak. Chen Yihui, too, was in a daze, her warm breath escaping her lips.

The presence of a man and a woman naturally created an unseen, intangible connection, filling the room with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Zhao Ziqiang, who had been holding Chen Yihui against the wall, now had her completely pressed against him. Her clothes had been unknowingly pushed up to her firm breasts, revealing her snow-white bosom, rising and falling gently with her breath, like freshly peeled bamboo shoots.

At this point, it seemed the die was cast.

Zhao Ziqiang reached his hand inside her pants. Chen Yihui was wearing jeans today, which made it difficult for him to move his hand. However, Zhao Ziqiang unbuttoned the buttons and unzipped the zipper. His hand, radiating heat, finally managed to touch the top of her thigh after much difficulty.

Through the thin fabric, Zhao Ziqiang's fingers could feel the wetness between Chen Yihui's legs; her thin underwear was already soaked.

"No, not here, let's go to the room..."

Chen Yihui gently pushed Zhao Ziqiang away and pulled his hand towards the room.

"Mmm."

Although Zhao Ziqiang was itching with desire, he forcibly restrained himself and followed Chen Yihui into her room. As

soon as they entered Chen Yihui's room and closed the door, Chen Yihui threw herself into Zhao Ziqiang's arms, offering her tongue and rubbing her full body against him wildly.

"Ziqiang, I miss you."

Chen Yihui swayed her pink buttocks, panting, "Ziqiang, since we broke up three years ago, not a day has passed without me thinking about you..."

"Yihui, I miss you too."

Zhao Ziqiang hugged her firm, tender buttocks tightly and walked towards the bed.

"I'm sorry, Ziqiang, I was too willful back then, but I only realized how good you were after we broke up, so I can't forget you."

Zhao Ziqiang's lips curled into a slight smile, and he said with a wicked grin, "I'm going to fuck you senseless today, that'll be my apology, okay?"

"You stinky Ziqiang, with that thing of yours, when have I ever been afraid of you... ah... um..."

Chen Yihui's eyes were filled with seductive allure.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Zhao Ziqiang's lips curled into a wicked smile. "If I don't make you beg for mercy today, you're my wife."

He buried his face in her chest, and Chen Yihui, like a mother, placed her pink nipples in his mouth. Her slender hands wrapped around Zhao Ziqiang's shoulders, stroking his hair, while he cupped her full breasts in his hands, sucking on them.

Seeing that Chen Yihui's eyes were closed, as if waiting for something, Zhao Ziqiang knew he had aroused her desire. He released her breasts and began to explore downwards along the base of her chest.

Chen Yihui's breathing quickened, her chest heaving.

Zhao Ziqiang lifted Chen Yihui's skirt and touched her inner thigh. Wow, her small lace panties were completely soaked.

"Ziqiang...you...you're so bad..."

Chen Yihui's pretty face flushed red.

Zhao Ziqiang secretly gloated, his fingers sliding slowly between her slippery, wet labia, gently teasing them. Her tight vulva contracted even more, as tight as a virgin's, barely a second skin.

Chen Yihui's body went limp, her desire surging, and Zhao Ziqiang's sweet words and seductive tactics made her feel like she was melting.

Zhao Ziqiang lifted Chen Yihui's waist, his left hand hooking her buttocks below her vulva, and placed her on the edge of the bed, then gently embraced and kissed her.

Beside the bed, a large floor-to-ceiling mirror reflected a passionate and stimulating scene of tender intimacy.

Zhao Ziqiang carefully laid Chen Yihui's soft body down on the bed and began to undress her. She was already blinded by lust and obediently allowed him to strip her naked.

Chen Yihui's body was beautiful without clothes; her fair skin was a delicate, rosy hue, and her thighs were firm and shapely. Her smooth, beautiful curves covered her wet vulva.

Chen Yihui lay on the white bed with her eyes closed, her delicate face accentuated by her slightly parted red lips and heaving breasts, her whole body burning with desire.

Zhao Ziqiang gazed at her alluring posture, gently pulling on her bright red nipples and pressing them down.

Chen Yihui let out a soft "hmm," and then Zhao Ziqiang climbed on top of her, sucking on every part of her body that interested him.

"Mmm...oh...Ziqiang..."

She twisted slightly, raising her buttocks high, gently thrusting, moaning softly, the sounds growing louder and louder until she finally couldn't help but cry out seductively, "You...don't...suck anymore...ah..."

Zhao Ziqiang pressed down on her body, grasping his penis and aiming it at her entrance, using the wetness of her vaginal fluids to insert it into her vagina.

Chen Yihui seemed to be unable to bear it and cried out, "Ah...Ziqiang...your is too big...I...it hurts a little...ah...ah..."

Zhao Ziqiang said gently to her, "I'll take it slowly. You haven't touched this treasure in a long time. Just bear with it a little longer, you'll get used to it and it will feel good."

So he swung his big penis, slowly pulling it out and then slowly inserting it again.

Chen Yihui lay limply under Zhao Ziqiang, moaning softly. Zhao Ziqiang listened to her captivating moans, thrusting deeply and quickly, the "plop plop" sounds of her dry vagina echoing louder and more urgent in the bedroom.

To match the vigorous thrusting of the penis, Chen Yihui raised her large buttocks high, spinning, swaying, thrusting, shaking, and twisting her waist in a desperate attempt to meet the attack.

Suddenly, the walls of her uterus contracted, and just as Chen Yihui was about to reach orgasm, her two full, red labia gripped Zhao Ziqiang's swollen penis tightly, and thick, hot vaginal fluid gushed out.

The intense battle paused for a while due to Chen Yihui's ejaculation.

Chapter 011, July 11: The Female Boss

Zhao Ziqiang quietly lay on her delicate body. Seeing that Chen Yihui's breathing had become more even, his thick penis continued its assault.

Chen Yihui twisted her waist and raised her buttocks, withdrawing the penis to her vaginal opening, then thrusting it back in, again and again, fucking hard and deeply, arousing Chen Yihui's lust once more.

She gradually began to moan and groan again, her voice filled with alluring pleasure. Zhao Ziqiang, thrusting in and out, said, "Ah...good...so comfortable..."

Chen Yihui's plump, white buttocks moved up and down, her slender waist twisting left and right. With each in-and-out motion, his penis pulled her tender, red labia inside out, squeezing in and then pulling out again, appearing and disappearing intermittently. Zhao Ziqiang cupped Chen Yihui's breasts in his hands and sucked on them.

"Ah...I'm...I'm coming again...ah...ah..."

Women usually ejaculate slower than men, but once she reached orgasm, she would ejaculate repeatedly.

Chen Yihui's vaginal fluids flowed again and again, ejaculating repeatedly.

Zhao Ziqiang thrust wildly, then suddenly plunged in, collapsing onto her body. A stream of hot semen shot into her cervix, scalding her and causing her to scream hysterically again: "Ah... Ziqiang... It's so beautiful... So comfortable... Ah..."

After ejaculating, Zhao Ziqiang and Chen Yihui quietly embraced and rested. A moment later, passion reignited, and the two kissed tightly on the bed.

Man on top, woman on bottom, they rolled around; man on bottom, woman on top, their passion was at its peak.

Watching Chen Yihui's alluring figure beneath him, Zhao Ziqiang felt even more tenderness and exerted even more effort to satisfy her on the bed.

"Ziqiang, thank you, I feel so good..."

Chen Yihui breathed softly, her starry eyes glazed, beads of sweat glistening on her tender skin, her whole body glowing pink.

"My darling, does this apology count?"

Zhao Ziqiang's hand gently caressed Chen Yihui's nipples, his head close to her delicate earlobe as he spoke.

"Ziqiang, you're so annoying!"

Chen Yihui protested, her small fists pounding against him. Her once deep, bright eyes narrowed to slits, her face filled with satisfied lust.

Zhao Ziqiang lay still, letting her vent her desires.

"Ziqiang," Chen Yihui said somewhat shyly, "your thing is still so big, how about I help you?"

Saying this, she slowly got up and moved closer to him... She grasped Zhao Ziqiang's thick, large, long, and hard penis and began to stroke it.

Looking at his dark, shiny penis, its glans swollen and purplish, Zhao Ziqiang excitedly thrust his hips forward, saying, "Hurry up, Yihui, I can't hold back anymore, suck it with your little mouth..."

Hearing Zhao Ziqiang's words, Chen Yihui rubbed his penis against her pink cheek a few times. Then, she brushed her dark hair aside, tilted her head back, gave Zhao Ziqiang a seductive look, and flashed him a wanton smile. She then licked the glans of his penis with her tongue, her slender hands caressing his genitals with a wanton touch.

Watching the beautiful and sexy Chen Yihui now bent over his crotch, greedily sucking and playing with his penis, and the wanton, uncontrollable desire on her face, truly ecstatic Zhao Ziqiang.

Then, Chen Yihui opened her moist, red cherry-like mouth and, with a "slurp," took Zhao Ziqiang's glans into her mouth.

Zhao Ziqiang felt Chen Yihui's tongue licking and curling on his glans, a wave of pleasurable pleasure causing his penis to swell even thicker and longer, filling Chen Yihui's sexy cherry-like mouth completely, as if it could barely hold any more. She then spat his penis out, and then used her small hand to hold it, rubbing it against her face.

"Ah... Ziqiang, your penis is so thick... so long... um... I love it so much... ah..."

Chen Yihui said, then closed her alluring eyes and swallowed his penis into her mouth. She used her tongue, teeth, and bright red lips to suck and lick Zhao Ziqiang's penis, making him writhe with pleasure.

Chen Yihui's lustful instincts drove her to relentlessly lick Zhao Ziqiang's penis. He watched from the side as Chen Yihui knelt on the bed, her fair, delicate thighs glistening with the fluids from her vulva, wetting the pubic hair on her mons pubis. This caused Zhao Ziqiang to arch his back, lifting his hips to penetrate deeper into Chen Yihui's mouth.

She used her smooth, delicate hands to caress Zhao Ziqiang's penis, her warm mouth to hold his glans, and her nimble tongue to lick his dilated urethral opening. This three-pronged approach fueled his lust.

Chen Yihui's cherry-like mouth held Zhao Ziqiang's penis; the warm, unusual tightness, combined with her nimble tongue swirling inside, sent a tingling, itchy sensation through Zhao Ziqiang. He couldn't help but thrust his hips, using Chen Yihui's mouth as a vaginal opening for repeated penetration.

Her flowing hair occasionally brushed against Chen Yihui's cheek. As she brushed her loose hair behind her ear, Chen Yihui's mouth continued its caress, relentlessly playing with and sucking Zhao Ziqiang's penis, providing meticulous service that brought him to a fever pitch of pleasure.

After their lovemaking subsided, the two lay on the bed, panting heavily.

"Ziqiang, let's go eat!"

Chen Yihui pressed herself against him, her breath sweet and fragrant, her full breasts pressing against his chest. "I'm starving..."

"Baby, didn't I just feed you so much? There's no reason you'd be hungry so soon."

Zhao Ziqiang smiled wickedly, feeling the pressure of her vaginal opening. "You're such an insatiable little vixen!"

"Not enough, not even enough for interest..."

Chen Yihui gently rotated her full, round buttocks, feeling the man's scepter grow larger again.

"Then I'll love you one more time,"

Zhao Ziqiang cupped her tender buttocks in his hands, his lower body thrusting rapidly, his fingers, smeared with her nectar, reaching towards her anus.

"Ziqiang, don't touch me there... ah..."

Chen Yihui twisted her hips, avoiding Zhao Ziqiang's fingers.

Zhao Ziqiang picked Chen Yihui up from the bed, pressed her against the window, and held her slender waist with both hands, raising her buttocks so she was in a doggy-style position.

Chen Yihui's back was even more alluring, her snow-white, round buttocks incredibly elastic, and her tender red labia fully exposed to Zhao Ziqiang's eyes from between her slightly parted buttocks.

Zhao Ziqiang, filled with delight, carefully admired Chen Yihui's genitals. He used two thumbs to separate her labia majora and one middle finger to tease her labia minora, revealing the small pink fleshy ball at her mons pubis.

Chen Yihui's clitoris was pink and erect, and Zhao Ziqiang couldn't resist gently touching it with a finger.

"Ah..."

Chen Yihui cried out in surprise, her body arching upwards, trembling violently, "No...no! I can't take it...stop..."

Zhao Ziqiang continued to caress her sensitive clitoris, and Chen Yihui's body trembled even more violently, writhing like a white snake, her cries growing louder and louder.

Seeing Chen Yihui's strong reaction to his touch, Zhao Ziqiang became even more excited, forcefully thrusting his penis into her overflowing vagina.

The dazzling lights outside the window had no effect on Zhao Ziqiang; all he knew was to frantically move to please this little beauty and soothe her resentment after so many days apart.

After a while, Zhao Ziqiang turned Chen Yihui around so that her back was to the window.

Zhao Ziqiang's stiff penis plunged into Chen Yihui's vagina, hitting her cervix.

Because Chen Yihui's vagina was very wet, his penis could be inserted smoothly.

His penis was tightly enveloped by her narrow vagina, which was not only tight but also warm and soft, making the thrusting very comfortable.

Zhao Ziqiang couldn't help but thrust in forcefully, and Chen Yihui's vagina trembled violently, constantly stroking his glans, his penis, his whole body, and even his soul.

He began to thrust violently, and Chen Yihui was immersed in a paradise of tingling and numbness, unable to help but moan softly, emitting groans that were both pleasurable and soul-stirring.

Zhao Ziqiang's penis was deeply inserted, pressing against Chen Yihui's clitoris, grinding fiercely, causing her to gush with lustful fluids that flowed down her thighs.

He thrust forcefully, and Chen Yihui cooperated desperately, entering a state of pleasure.

Seeing Chen Yihui's dazed expression and writhing body, Zhao Ziqiang's attack intensified.

Chen Yihui's thighs clamped tightly around him, allowing his penis to penetrate even deeper.

Chen Yihui felt a series of explosive sensations coming from her clitoris; she felt like she was melting, her vaginal walls spasming, and a large amount of lustful fluid flowed out.

Zhao Ziqiang thrust in and out with great force, his hands squeezing Chen Yihui's proud breasts, enjoying their smooth texture, and she quickly reached orgasm.

Her angelic moans continued to reach Zhao Ziqiang's ears, penetrating the depths of his heart, stirring up an even wilder, more primal beastly desire. At this moment, Zhao Ziqiang was nothing more than a lustful beast, wanting to release his pent-up urges.

This was quite a ordeal for Chen Yihui. Her delicate, moist opening was overwhelmed by Zhao Ziqiang's frenzied assault, experiencing waves of pleasure.

Chen Yihui quickly reached her climax, her love juices splashing and dripping onto the ground with each thrust of Zhao Ziqiang's penis.

In the unfamiliar position in the school dormitory,

Chen Yihui felt incredibly stimulated, involuntarily arching her chest and buttocks, frantically responding to the man's attacks. Her small mouth panted softly, her breath sweet and fragrant, like a flower blooming high in the sky, her limbs weak and limp to the extreme… As the passion subsided, Zhao Ziqiang gently embraced Chen Yihui.

"Ziqiang, it's been so long since I've felt this good. The things between men and women are really addictive."

Chen Yihui buried her head in Zhao Ziqiang's chest, blushing, and said, "Ziqiang, I love making love with you. Leave your sex life to me for the next few months."

Zhao Ziqiang held Chen Yihui tightly in his arms, looking at her face, which was even more beautiful and delicate after he had slept with her, and laughed, "Yihui, you're always exhausted, but I'm still full of energy."

"Alright! Let me go! You've been holding me for so long, aren't you done?"

Chen Yihui said shyly, struggling to leave Zhao Ziqiang's warm embrace.

"Of course I'm not done. I want to hold you forever."

Zhao Ziqiang laughed, his eyes lingering on Chen Yihui's round, snow-white body for a long time. "I haven't had a proper look at your body yet..."

Chen Yihui's black hair was draped over her shoulders, looking a little messy, but paired with her shy, charming, and amorous face, she was truly even more beautiful. Her gently curved eyebrows resembled the moon, and her pale pink eyelashes gave her a captivating, aloof beauty. Her large, watery eyes were tender and alluring, exuding charm. Beneath her delicate nose, her small, red lips, still glistening with a few drops of saliva from a recent passionate kiss, were a delicate, slender neck, as white as a swan's. Below her neck, her exquisite collarbone was a rare beauty bone.

Following the beauty bone downwards, her rounded breasts, a full 36D, were beautifully white, with two bright red nipples. Having been kissed and caressed by Zhao Ziqiang, they still bore traces of saliva, giving them a lewd appearance. Below her breasts, her abdomen was flat and smooth, without an ounce of excess fat. Following her flat abdomen downwards, a patch of dark, pubic hair could be seen. Because she was half-lying on the bed, the pinkish area between the dark hairs wasn't fully visible, but this partial concealment only fueled a man's desire.

"No, don't look..."

Chen Yihui felt shy as Zhao Ziqiang stared intently at her body, but she was still happy that her lover admired and adored her so much.

"Baby, you have a great figure,"

Zhao Ziqiang sincerely praised.

"Yeah. It's not like you can just look at my body whenever you want."

After a pause, Chen Yihui scolded, "What are you doing? Stop touching me, or I'll get aroused again!"

The two cuddled for a while longer before getting up and getting dressed.

After resting for a bit, they continued their transformation. After eyebrow shaping, waist tightening, and breast implants, the subsequent hair removal wasn't so difficult to accept. Zhao Ziwei watched her body hair fall out one after another, feeling extremely sad, even a little desperate, and had to look away.

Chen Yihui was ruthless, removing not only her chin but also her armpit hair and inconspicuous arm and leg hair, transforming herself into a complete woman. Knowing men's psychology well, she kept comforting and encouraging him. "Ziqiang, Ziwei, your legs are so long! Very few girls have such great proportions, and you, this imposter, happen to have them all. It's truly enviable!"

"Yihui, are you really that jealous?"

"Hmm, no!" Chen Yihui thought for a moment and answered honestly, "Because I knew from the beginning that you were a man, so my feelings weren't that strong. Instead, I was happy for you. But I think if other girls saw this, they would definitely be jealous!"

Next, Zhao Ziwei mainly practiced walking. Chen Yihui guided her on how to find the feeling of being a woman, pointing out her posture, movements, speech, tone, and word choice, and constantly changing her clothes. When Zhao Ziwei sat down because she was tired, Chen Yihui experimented with various lipsticks and eyeshadows on her face to find the most suitable makeup style for her skin type and face shape.

It was almost midnight when Chen Yihui left the apartment because her phone rang several times and she received several text messages. "Ziqiang, I'm leaving. Although I really like being with you, I already have a boyfriend, and I can't abandon him."

"Okay, go back and be with him!" Zhao Ziwei was a little disappointed. Perhaps she didn't really like her and was just using her.

"Ziqiang, don't overthink it!" Chen Yihui seemed to see right through her. "Although I'm selfish, I don't dare to dream of having both of you. You've both been so good to me. Meeting you two is my luck. I could never find a better man in my life!"

"Oh!" Zhao Ziwei felt a little better. Although she knew in her heart that what she said wasn't entirely true, everyone likes to hear nice things.

Chen Yihui stuffed Zhao Ziqiang's two sets of men's clothing into her bag. "Ziqiang, Ziwei, from now on you can only wear skirts, no pants. You have to

be 100% feminine." "Yihui, I protest! You wear pants all the time!"

Chen Yihui smiled sweetly: "You're only a woman when you wear skirts, while I'm a woman no matter what I wear, even if I don't wear anything!"

"How about culottes? I think you look great in them, I want one too!"

"No!" Chen Yihui patted her bottom, then placed her hand on her own bottom, comparing before explaining, "Girls' bottoms are generally larger. If you wear pants, it will easily expose your flaws. Although the corset has adjusted the effect, your bottoms aren't very full, so skirts are the best!"

Night fell, and Zhao Ziwei's emotions remained unsettled. The pink nightgown she changed into was surprisingly sexy, the low neckline revealing a third of her full breasts, her nipples particularly eye-catching. The skirt only went past her hips, exposing her thighs. Three years ago, she loved seeing Chen Yihui in such nightgowns; now it was her turn to wear one. Her feelings had changed drastically. On

a starry summer night, Zhao Ziwei fell asleep in her nightgown for the first time.

“Miss, you can’t go in. Mr. Chen is in a meeting. Please make an appointment before you come!”

“If you don’t inform him, I’ll rush in!”

“Miss, please respect our work and don’t make things difficult for us! If you’re being unreasonable, I’ll call security!”

“Haha, go ahead and call!”

“Miss, don’t go in, don’t…”

The door to the chairman’s office of the Chen Group was pushed open with a bang, and a young woman in a suit walked in quickly, followed by a panicked female secretary. She said nervously, “I’m sorry, Mr. Chen, this lady barged in without an appointment, I couldn’t stop her!”

Chen Mu was talking to a guest, his business partner Zhang Hong. He waved to her and said, “It’s alright, it’s alright, you can go out now!”

The young woman was Chen Mu’s daughter, Chen Yiqian. She smiled at the secretary and said, “Next time I come, you’ll recognize me!”

The secretary still looked puzzled, but nodded and turned to leave.

Chen Yiqian smiled and said, “Uncle Zhang, I’m sorry to offend you today!”

This middle-aged man was a trader named Zhang Hong, who had been doing business with Chen Mu for many years. He chuckled and said, "Yiqian, long time no see! You've gotten even more beautiful!"

"Uncle Zhang, you're not talking about some big project, are you? If not, that's good. Let me resolve this family dispute first; it's urgent!" Chen Yiqian turned to her father and asked, "Dad, why did you transfer my director?"

Chen Mu shrugged at Zhang Hong, a little helpless, before turning to his daughter and saying, "Didn't I tell you? It's for the company!"

Chen Yiqian huffed. "I don't believe it! You have a huge HR department; you can find anyone, yet you choose to poach my people. Dad, you're supporting me like this! You got rid of him with just a few words; where am I supposed to find someone to replace him?"

Chen Mu said, "Yiqian, I've already asked a headhunting firm to find you someone. This person is good; he's no worse than Director Lu!" Chen Yiqian

pouted. "I don't believe it. There are too many braggarts these days, and too few people with real talent."

At this point, Zhang Hong understood their conversation, but since it was a matter of management for the Chen family, he couldn't get involved. He could only smile and observe, pretending to drink his tea.

Then Chen Yiqian turned to him and said, "Uncle Zhang, you be the judge! We finally managed to hire a suitable director, and the business was just getting on track. He even got to know the clients. My dad just said the company needed him and transferred him away. What kind of logic is that? How am I supposed to clean up this mess? I don't see what kind of suitable position he could have at the group headquarters!"

Zhang Hong chuckled awkwardly. “Yiqian, don’t be angry. Your father must have his reasons for doing this, and you should understand him! Our company often has staff allocation issues. Although some people are dissatisfied, it has to be done for the overall benefit of the company!”

Chen Mu patiently explained, “Yiqian, I know your difficulties, but I really need manpower here. I wouldn’t have asked you for more people if it weren’t urgent! It was my oversight not to tell you in advance. You’re an adult now, not a child, don’t take it too seriously!”

Zhang Hong laughed, “Yiqian, you’ll understand your father when you take over Chen’s Group. Your overall perspective will definitely be different then!” Chen

Yiqian realized her attitude was inappropriate, but she was still angry. “I don’t want to manage Chen’s Group, it’s too tiring. Let’s find a professional manager. I can manage my Xinhai Advertising with peace of mind. I can’t handle the whole group!”

Chen Mu looked at his daughter with a peculiar expression. Looking at his willful daughter, he had a bitter feeling that he couldn’t express to outsiders. His daughter hadn’t been home for half a year. Although she occasionally came to the head office for meetings, they talked and had working meals, but it was clearly not a real exchange or communication. Even when Chen Yiqian came to the head office for meetings, she tried to avoid contact with her father, or if she knew Chen Mu was at the Xinhai company when her father came, she would slip away.

Zhang Hong, being adept at interpersonal relationships, changed the subject to casual conversation to ease the awkward atmosphere between father and daughter. This tactic worked; Chen Yiqian stopped talking and opened the refrigerator to get a can of iced tea to cool herself down. She didn't want to argue with her father anymore; although Zhang Hong was a family friend, he was still an outsider.

After a while, Chen Yiqian asked, "Dad, who is the new director you found for me? Why is she paid such a high salary, almost fifty percent higher than Director Lu? Is she that valuable?" She didn't say a word: "Hmph, even higher than me, that's outrageous!"

"I was just about to have someone send the documents over to you!" Chen Mu took a folder from the drawer. "She has some handover work to finish, so she probably won't be able to go to Xinhai for a few days. The headhunting company strongly recommended her; she's experienced and should be better than Director Lu!"

Chen Yiqian jumped up after only reading two lines of the document. “This person is too young, how could he be experienced? It must be fabricated, right? There’s no photo. Who is this person?”

“Yiqian, stop suspecting people. Look at their abilities!” Chen Mu remained calm, even though he also thought this person couldn’t possibly be experienced.

Chen Yiqian frowned. “Dad, who went to see this person? Was it the HR manager? No, I have to ask him. Did he take a kickback from the headhunting firm? How could he pay such a high salary? Hmph, if it’s found out he’s in cahoots, fire him immediately! Don’t let it go!”

Chen Mu said in a deep voice, "Yiqian, it was me who talked to the headhunting company manager, it has nothing to do with the HR manager."

Chen Yiqian was stunned. She had only intended to use this as an excuse to negotiate with her father, but she hadn't expected him to be involved. Naturally, she didn't dare to scold her father, but she couldn't swallow her anger. "Dad, what does this person look like? Let me make it clear, if she's ugly, I don't want her, she'll be an eyesore; if she's pretty, I don't want her either, she's always thinking about dating and not working overtime. Even if she's capable, she won't last long. Maybe she'll hook up with a rich guy and fly away."

Chen Mu was both angry and amused. "I can only say, she's okay-looking, but not as good as you!"

Zhang Hong laughed heartily. "Yiqian, why are you acting like a jealous girl? If everyone is described like this by you, then there are no good people in this world!"

Chen Yiqian smiled embarrassedly. Her opinion on the people in the information was actually directed at her father's domineering attitude. “Dad, this isn’t your first time dealing with headhunting firms. They always make their recommendations sound amazing. Remember the board secretary they recommended to you two years ago? She messed things up after only two months, and you spent so much time cleaning up the mess!”

Chen Mu’s expression changed, and he glanced at Zhang Hong. He really didn’t want to bring up certain things in front of others. “Yiqian, every company might have these kinds of situations, so we have to be careful. No matter how careful we are, we have to give talented people a chance, a stage.”

Chen Yiqian said, “Dad, you said Xinhai Company is independent, and now you’re interfering. What authority do I have left? Why don’t you just reorganize Xinhai into the advertising department of the Chen Group?”

Because Zhang Hong was present, Chen Mu couldn’t get angry or reprimand her. He couldn’t persuade his daughter otherwise, so he reached a compromise with her: let the new director have a one-month trial period, and if she wasn’t suitable, he would fire her and replace the original Director Lu.

Getting a fairly satisfactory result, Chen Yiqian smiled smugly. The new director’s ability and influence were certainly important to her company, but what she was really fighting for was not wanting to be “eaten up” in the future. Managing a medium-sized advertising company, she felt she was capable enough, but being designated as her father's successor filled her with dread.

Leaving the chairman's office, Chen Yiqian approached the secretary and apologized. "I'm so sorry I disturbed your work. I'll try to schedule appointments in advance next time!"

the secretary said. "It's nothing, I just want to do my job well, and I hope others understand! If I did anything wrong, please point it out."

Chen Yiqian smiled at the earnest girl. "How long have you been with the company?"

"Two years, but I only joined three months ago. There are many things I don't understand; please guide me in the future!" the secretary said humbly. "My name is Fang Xiaoling!"

Chen Yiqian thought she shouldn't be too domineering, so she extended her hand. "I'm Chen Yiqian from Xinhai Advertising. I'll be troubling you from time to time!"

"Okay!" Fang Xiaoling obviously already knew her name.

Leaving the Chen Group building, Chen Yiqian didn't return to her company but went to meet a client. She was a little unsure about the recent market, much like the domestic economic situation—seemingly booming, yet with some underlying concerns. She wondered if this growth could continue next year.

Although Xinhai Advertising had established itself in the market, its main client was still the Chen Group, which accounted for half of Xinhai's market share. Therefore, some people in the industry sometimes considered Xinhai to be the advertising department of the Chen Group, a situation that annoyed the ambitious Chen Yiqian, so she wanted to change it.

Driving through the city streets, Chen Yiqian's mood grew heavy; familiar songs didn't soothe her. Today's conversation with the client hadn't gone smoothly, but that wasn't the main reason. The real issue was that she didn't want to go home; nightfall meant feeling lost. Returning to

the company, it was already past closing time, and half her colleagues had left, with only a few employees working overtime. Seeing Zhang Li packing up to leave, she went up to her and asked, "Zhang Li, come have dinner with me. You don't have a date, do you?"

"Since you asked, of course I'll leave my husband aside and risk my life to accompany a beautiful woman. Besides, there's a free dinner, why not!" Zhang Li laughed. In Xinhai's structure, the creative director had two supervisors, and Zhang Li was one of them. She was quite capable, and even more so, sharp-tongued, often unforgiving when she was right.

Along the way, they chatted about the ongoing project, but Zhang Li gradually veered off-topic, criticizing the director's assistant, Xiao Mei, saying that the girl had come to help but lacked patience and was just putting on airs. Chen Yiqian simply smiled; she knew Zhang Li was exaggerating, and believing even half of it was already a bargain.

Sitting down in the restaurant, Zhang Li asked, "Yiqian, why did you transfer Lu Xin? He's only been the director for less than six months, just getting started!"

"I didn't want to either, but the group company needs someone." "

Then the director position will be vacant. What are your plans?"

Chen Yiqian understood that Zhang Li was eyeing that position, but she wasn't qualified yet. Of course, she couldn't say that aloud; telling the truth was always a major taboo in the workplace. Chen Yiqian said, "The headhunting company recommended someone to us. He's experienced and will start next week!"

Zhang Li's expression changed; she knew she had no chance. "Is he male or female? How old?"

Chen Yiqian frowned. She had only seen a resume, not even a photo, so she didn't know him. She felt a pang of resentment towards her father for pushing someone of unknown background onto her. She, the boss, didn't even know what the new employee looked like; the resume was too good to be true, almost suspicious. However, she still smiled and said, "You'll know when she starts work in a few days!"

"So, what's the new director's background?"

"...Hmm, let's order!"

Chen Yiqian understood that Zhang Li was a good colleague at work, but not a close friend in life. And what she needed most was a friend, a true friend, but she couldn't find one.

Chapter 012, Xinhai Advertising.

Early summer in Shanghai was brightening, and eager girls were already wearing vibrant dresses, showing them off. In office buildings, conversations about clothing and appearance increased; even the sound of high heels seemed pleasant.

"Yiqian, take a look, is this plan okay? I added some red and yellow elements to make the overall effect more vibrant!"

"Great idea! Reduce the yellow a bit and increase the red a bit, then the effect will be even more striking!"

"Yiqian, come here for a moment, you judge whether she's right or I'm right!"

"You two have a fight first, the winner treats me to dinner, the loser comes to me to complain, and I treat them to dinner!"

Laughter erupted in the office building, some even clutching their stomachs. Everyone stopped working, staring at the two colleagues "preparing to fight." With a boss like this, employees naturally felt relaxed and at ease. So, as long as it wasn't excessive, no one needed to worry about the boss being present, because the boss would also join in the "madness."

In the office building, Chen Yiqian always wore a suit, shrewd and sharp, moving quickly like the wind. Although she had only been in charge of Xinhai for two years, she had mastered both the technology and management. Although she didn't have an advertising background, she had exceptional talent and comprehension, learning very quickly. As an advertising company, Xinhai still seemed young—not only was the company young, but the staff was young, and the boss was young too. Xinhai is a wholly-owned subsidiary of Chen's Enterprises, spun off from the group's advertising department. Chen Yiqian has been in charge of Xinhai for two years, and she's only twenty-five.

A young girl approached. "Yiqian, is there anything else I can help with? I'm now the most idle person in the whole company!"

"Go help Zhang Li, her team is a bit busy these days!"

"I'd love to, but she doesn't even want to listen to my opinions. It's a waste of my talent!"

"Really? Or did you have another argument with Zhang Li?"

"I didn't! She was arrogant and acted like she wouldn't listen to reason. Director Lu is so easygoing, he never gets angry, and he listens to my advice, even if he doesn't take it!"

"Xiaomei, tell me the truth, do you miss Director Lu?"

"It's not about missing him, I just want a good boss! Like you, Yiqian, haha!"

"You're so sweet-talking, you even boss your boyfriend around! Don't worry, the new director will be here soon, you won't be able to sit still!"

"Really? What does he look like, young or middle-aged, handsome or not?"

"Xiaomei, you already have a boyfriend, don't even think about that!"

In Xinhai, whether it's a supervisor or an employee, everyone calls her by her first name, "Yiqian." Chen Yiqian doesn't like being called "boss," and the title "Miss Chen" is reserved for external use. This way, everyone is more approachable and friendly, reducing the sense of superior and subordinate. Coming to Xinhai wasn't Chen Yiqian's wish, but her sister, Chen Yihui, was unwilling to help their father, and even less willing to work for a company related to the Chen Group. So, Chen Yiqian had no choice but to shoulder this responsibility. Although she occasionally felt dissatisfied, she still enjoyed the job.

It was time to leave work, and her colleagues gradually left, leaving only a few employees working overtime. They had just finished two major projects last week, so there hadn't been much overtime these past few days. It was precisely during this lull that Director Lu Xin of Xinhai was transferred to the group company. What to do tonight? If she canceled her plans with her friends, she would have to stay home and play games. But this wasn't what she wanted. Why was her work gradually improving, while her life seemed to be going downhill? She had always been an independent and strong girl, but this breakup had dealt her a heavy blow, unexpectedly, even to her family.

Chen Yiqian went to the director's office, lost in thought. The room had been empty for several days, but it would soon be filled. For some reason, she felt a little lost. It wasn't that she missed Director Lu who had been transferred, but her feelings were somehow different.

Xiao Mei peeked out from the doorway and said, "Yiqian, if there's nothing else, I'll be going!"

"Okay!" Chen Yiqian nodded.

Because the director was transferred, Xiaomei, the assistant, had a lot more free time. She was a lively girl; whenever no one assigned her work, she would proactively help others, even if it was just photocopying documents or delivering files to other companies. She was well-liked by her colleagues, at least the male colleagues, who all enjoyed talking and joking with her.

"Yiqian, can you assign me something more important? I'm a Flash expert, after all. While not the top one in Xinhai, I'm definitely third or fourth. Can you really bear to make me, an expert, photocopy documents all day? Is that respecting talent?" Xiaomei's expression was natural and serious when she mentioned "expert" and "talent."

Chen Yiqian was even more serious: "How about I give you my manager position?"

"I wouldn't dare!" Xiaomei stuck out her tongue. "But photocopying is really beneath me. I'm afraid you'll lower my salary if I do this for too long!"

Chen Yiqian laughed: "Don't worry, you won't, my Flash expert!"

Xiaomei made a face at her. "Alright, I'm leaving. I've been late too many times this week, he's going to be upset again!"

The room fell silent instantly, as if Xiaomei had taken away all the laughter. It took Chen Yiqian a while to recover. Originally a bit arrogant, she had changed her personality after joining Xinhai and got along very well with everyone. Everyone casually called her "Yiqian, Yiqian." Xiaomei, the enthusiastic organizer, would always inform her in advance about weekend activities, mainly because of her share of the investment, and also because she, as the boss, didn't make anyone feel constrained.

Perhaps this is also my achievement. If my father hadn't designated me as the successor of the Chen family business, I wouldn't have made these changes… Chen Yiqian thought. Although Xinhai Advertising was developing and progressing, it was still a bit far from her expectations. She understood that with her abilities, turning Xinhai into a listed company would be very difficult; she lacked a capable manager, a decision-maker, and a strong team.

She absentmindedly walked back to the manager's office, stopped at the door, and looked back at the empty office building. She suddenly missed the bustling overtime work of the past few days, the printer constantly printing, the computer design drawings constantly changing, the discussions so heated they were almost like arguments, even continuing in the elevator on the way down.

Secretary Jiang Fang approached her and stood beside her. In some ways, Jiang Fang was more like an older sister to her, assisting and reminding her at work. If she weren't nearly ten years older, Chen Yiqian and Jiang Fang would have had even more to talk about, but Chen Yiqian liked their current relationship.

"Yiqian, I'd like to ask for leave next Monday. I'm wondering if it will conflict with the schedule? I'm taking my child to visit his grandparents this weekend, and the travel time is a bit tight."

Chen Yiqian said, "Well, I don't think anything special will happen, just a routine meeting and the new director coming to work. Fang-jie, don't worry, go ahead and have fun!"

"Okay, I'll organize all the materials and write down the details these next two days. I'll give the other documents to Xiaomei; if I can't find them, they'll be with her." Jiang Fang had worked here since the founding of Xinhai, diligent and conscientious in her work.

Chen Yiqian frowned, pondering an important question. She turned to Jiang Fang and asked, "Fang-jie, do you think a woman can lead a company well?"

Jiang Fang replied, "Yiqian, I don't think it's primarily about whether someone is a man or a woman. The most important thing is whether they are dedicated, capable, and committed! Abilities can be cultivated, and experience can be accumulated, but without dedication, even ability won't lead to success!"

Chen Yiqian nodded and said, "Fang-jie, what you said is somewhat similar to my father's. It seems you could be my leader!"

"Yiqian, you're joking!" Jiang Fang was a little embarrassed.

"I'm not joking!" Chen Yiqian laughed. "Actually, there are many capable people; they just haven't had the opportunities I have. Does studying business administration make me more capable than others? In recent years, I've met many capable people, but they haven't been able to utilize their talents."

Jiang Fang laughed. "Yiqian, I think you've learned to restrain yourself, unlike at the beginning when you were always eager to try and compete with men!"

Chen Yiqian nodded. “Yes, back then we had energy and drive, even though we kept hitting roadblocks! Fang-jie, do you prefer me two years ago, or me now?”

Jiang Fang said earnestly, “I like you both. Even if you’ve changed, you’re still the real you!”

Chen Yiqian smiled. Watching Jiang Fang pack her things, she casually said, “Fang-jie, don’t you think our company doesn’t have enough male employees? It seems a bit unbalanced. As the saying goes, ‘Men and women working together makes the work easier!’”

“No, our company has three more male employees than female employees. I think the ratio is pretty good, but a few more wouldn’t be bad either!”

Chen Yiqian said thoughtfully. “Oh, so there are too few male managers! Too many women mean more work. Oh well!”

Jiang Fang looked up at her. “Yiqian, do you mean the new director is a woman?”

Chen Yiqian smiled, neither confirming nor denying, but Jiang Fang understood. Chen Yiqian was suddenly confused. She was a woman herself, so why was she resistant to female managers? Was this a case of same-sex repulsion? Some people already doubt my leadership of Xinhai. What will become of Xinhai if another powerful woman joins?

Since the beginning of summer, Chen Yiqian's mood has become increasingly irritable with the rising temperatures. A breakup six months ago has slowly eroded her interest in her work. But she must persevere; if she gives up even this job, she'll likely lose her way. Every day after work, she feels a sense of panic, as if she doesn't know what to do that night.

Just as she's about to leave, her phone rings. "Yiqian, what have you been up to lately? Haven't been to the bar in days." It's her good friend Lingling, a thirty-year-old woman who recently divorced.

Chen Yiqian answered absentmindedly, "I've been incredibly busy lately. One of my supervisors left, and I have to do everything myself. I'll definitely come when I have some free time in a few days!"

"Yiqian, come on! Without you, I feel like this place doesn't belong to me anymore!"

"Really? You were already thriving when I wasn't here! You're even more unrestrained without me!"

"Yiqian, come on, I love your touch, your gentleness. No one else can give me this feeling!"

"Mmm!" Chen Yiqian's heart suddenly raced with excitement. But she couldn't say: I love it too! Her fascination with bars wasn't just about the bizarre and dazzling atmosphere, but also the strange thrill.

Six months ago, after discussing marriage, her boyfriend got scared and ran away. This incident spurred Chen Yiqian into a frenzy, and she began to lose control, indulging in bars. Lingling was a friend she met through this; their intimacy had gone astray. But this couldn't fill the emptiness; she still had to face the darkness alone, so she chose to shut herself off.

Chapter 013, A New Life

Just after nine o'clock, Zhao Ziwei was "awakened" by the doorbell. She was in bed wearing a sexy nightgown, reading a magazine, learning about fashion and trends. For women, a nightgown is not only clothing but also a tool of seduction; this V-neck, low-cut nightgown made Zhao Ziwei look sexy.

The doorbell rang again, and Zhao Ziwei tiptoed out of the bedroom, intending to peek through the peephole. Before she even reached the door, she heard the sound of a key turning in the lock. She froze. If it were Chen Yihui, there would be no need to ring the doorbell. Was it the landlord? She didn't have time to think; the door was already open. She turned and ran to the nearest door, closing it behind her. Only then did she realize she was in the bathroom, not the bedroom.

Chen Yihui's voice drifted over. "Ziwei, are you there?" Then the voice grew louder, "I bought a workbench, they brought it up, they're going to assemble it here!"

Zhao Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief and replied in a woman's voice, "I'm taking a shower, I'll be done soon."

She washed her face, brushed her teeth, cleansed her skin, and even used everything in the bathroom, but Zhao Ziwei still couldn't find a way out. She couldn't help but curse Chen Yihui inwardly. She stared at the person in the mirror, still unable to believe it was her. This woman was too alluring; her full breasts were almost bursting out of her clothes. Zhao Ziqiang had always wanted a woman like this, but fate had reversed, and she had become this kind of woman. Could she even get out? She wasn't wearing anything under her thin nightgown, not even underwear. She couldn't imagine what it would be like if the installers saw her with her breasts half-naked and thighs fully exposed. If a gust of wind blew, she'd be finished.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the bathroom door. Chen Yihui said, "Ziwei, did you bring a change of clothes? Do you want me to get them for you?"

"Okay, I'll get them for you!" Zhao Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief. This scatterbrain wasn't completely careless after all.

Underwear, a dress, and a makeup bag were passed through the crack in the door. Zhao Ziwei put on the underwear and dress, and quickly applied makeup, using foundation, eyeshadow, blush, and lipstick. After checking herself in the mirror several times to make sure there were no flaws, she came out.

In the living room, components were scattered all over the floor, and two workers were installing them. They glanced up at Zhao Ziwei, then went back to their work. Chen Yihui pulled her hand and led her closer, saying, "Look, isn't this table nice? I picked the biggest one. You can put your computer here, and there's space over there for books and magazines. It'll even give you enough space to draw!"

Zhao Ziwei nodded. "Hmm, it's pretty good, quite big, you can put a lot of things on it! Why didn't you ask me to buy the table? Did you think my taste was bad?"

Chen Yihui said, feeling embarrassed. “You know I’m an impatient person. If I have something left undone, I want to finish it immediately. I’ll definitely ask you to buy it next time; you know better than me these things!”

Zhao Ziwei certainly didn’t mean to blame her, because the table was very good, and she might not have been able to choose a better one herself. Chen Yihui didn’t consider price at all; she just picked the best. She was willing to spend any amount of money for her sister.

After a while, Chen Yihui received a phone call and said, “The telecom company said they’ll come up to install broadband in half an hour. We can go online tonight!”

“Great!” Zhao Ziwei exclaimed happily.

Chen Yihui smiled. “You haven’t changed. You prefer computers to TV. You can spend all day on the computer but are too lazy to even turn on the TV!”

“Who says I don’t watch TV? I watch the news too!” Zhao Ziwei suddenly remembered something and said with a little disappointment, “I’ll watch it often from now on because no one’s going on dates with me anymore.”

Suddenly, the installer stopped, frowned as he looked at the installation diagram, and then disassembled the components he had just been working on. Zhao Ziwei picked up the installation diagram and immediately spotted the problem. "Master," she said, "this side is correct, no need to disassemble it, it's that part that's wrong!"

The worker looked confused. Zhao Ziwei squatted down to explain, and the worker quickly understood. He looked at her in surprise, but upon seeing her, his face immediately turned red, and he turned his head away. Chen Yihui covered her mouth and laughed, walking over and saying, "Ziwei, come and look at the flowers on the balcony!" Before she could respond, she reached out and pulled her up. Zhao Ziwei, bewildered, went to the window, only to hear Chen Yihui whisper, "Ziwei, when you squat down, don't face the man with your chest. Your breasts are showing, unless you're planning to let this man take advantage of you!"

"Ah?" Zhao Ziwei was startled, her face burning hot, because she hadn't realized this at all. She looked down at her chest. "Yihui, I..."

Chen Yihui looked at the worker and continued, "One more thing, whether you're squatting or sitting, don't spread your legs. If you really have to, you should put your skirt between your legs so you don't expose yourself. Luckily, he only saw your upper body, not your lower body."

Zhao Ziwei was hit hard again. She had embarrassed herself on her first try, which was really bad. Suddenly, she felt terrible. It seemed she wasn't cut out to be a girl.

The worker exclaimed, "Miss, thank you! You were right, that's exactly how you pretend! You're really amazing, you even understand these drawings!"

Zhao Ziwei smiled and immediately said, "You're welcome!"

Chen Yihui said to the worker, "You don't know, she's a famous graphic designer. These drawings are child's play for her."

The two workers looked surprised. The title of "graphic designer" convinced them. Zhao Ziwei felt a little embarrassed. These blueprints were indeed child's play. If it were a man, people would take it for granted, but if it were a girl, it seemed like a miracle.

The installers quickly finished the installation and left. This workbench had many functions, and Chen Yihui was quite proud of her choice. She said, "Ziqiang, don't think I only know how to bully people. Actually, I can also try to please you."

"Yihui, I hope you'll remember this sentence in the future."

Chen Yihui smiled and lowered her head, not saying anything more. In the past, her attempts to please people were limited to words, with very little action. This time, her reunion with Zhao Ziqiang was different. Perhaps even she herself didn't know how much of her affection was at play.

They took the computer out of the cardboard box and assembled it. Seeing the large monitor, Zhao Ziwei was very happy. This thing was so useful. Chen Yihui explained, "I originally wanted to use it to watch movies, but now it's also good for you to use it for design!"

"It is good. According to Miss Chen's 'only buy the most expensive,' the computer is indeed good!"

Before the computer was even connected, the telecommunications company employee arrived. They delegated this task to the telecom employee as well. Zhao Ziwei, feigning weakness, even mimicked Chen Yihui's tone, deliberately asking a few computer-illiterate questions. Soon, the computer was set up, the familiar screen appeared, and the network connection was successful.

As soon as the telecom employee left, Zhao Ziwei immediately shouted, "Yihui, you've gone too far! It's one thing for that young man to peek at your thighs, but when he squatted down to connect the wires, you deliberately got close to him, practically sticking your thighs out! How shameless! If I hadn't been there, that young man would have been in danger; you would have devoured him!"

"Hmph, he's looking at your chest too. You scoundrel, deliberately bending over so he can't see your cleavage, shameless! You're trying to make sure everyone knows you're a woman, flaunting your charms and inciting crime!" Chen Yihui retorted without backing down. "You need to be careful when dealing with men. Your breasts are too full; if a man gets that close, he won't be able to handle it!"

They laughed heartily. Then they started setting up the new desk. Afterwards, Chen Yihui cleaned the room, and Zhao Ziwei installed computer software and copied the data from the laptop.

Chen Yihui said, "We have three tasks: first, to give you a girl's hairstyle; second, to buy some daily necessities; and third, to get you a new phone number. Don't worry about your ID card, I'll figure that out, but at least you need to get your hair done before taking the photo!"

"What about the ID card? You mean a fake one?"

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it for you!"

Zhao Ziwei didn't press further; that wasn't the main thing for her. She felt the most important thing was how to navigate the role of a woman and deal with this flowing dress. "Yihui, can I get reimbursed for everything I've used during this time?"

"Theoretically, yes!" Chen Yihui said. "Anything related to women's lives is fine. Some things aren't, for example, whether you're a man or a woman, you still need to eat, right?"

Zhao Ziwei glared at her. "So I'm your employee now, no salary?"

"We're good friends, talking about money will hurt our relationship!" Chen Yihui smiled slyly.

"Nonsense, how can I live without money?"

Chen Yihui looked at her strangely. "You don't have any money on you?"

Zhao Ziwei said matter-of-factly, "Yes, but that's Zhao Ziqiang's. I'm Zhao Ziwei, I can't touch his money!"

Chen Yihui was a little angry. "Fine, you're very clear about the distinction. If Zhao Ziqiang wants to get intimate with me, don't bother, get lost."

"Of course! Public matters are public matters, private matters are private matters!" Zhao Ziwei nodded seriously, "Zhao Ziqiang is responsible for getting intimate with you, Zhao Ziwei helps you with the work."

Chen Yihui bent over laughing, laughing until her stomach hurt. "Idiot, I've already put a card in your purse! The PIN is your birthday. You don't even remember your own birthday, do you?"

"Of course I remember!" Zhao Ziwei nodded, then immediately pressed, "Is it Zhao Ziqiang's birthday, or Zhao Ziwei's?"

Chen Yihui laughed again. "I don't even know Ziwei's birthday. What day is it?"

"How would I know! We girls are so stupid, how could we remember such a long number? We girls are so dumb, all we know is how to use our clothes to blackmail men!"

"Damn it, how dare you insult me?" Chen Yihui pinched her thigh. "I knew you wanted to insult me, you've probably been holding back for three years!"

They laughed and joked on the sofa. Zhao Ziwei knew in her heart that the real reason she wanted to be a girl was because she liked Chen Yihui; saying she felt guilty towards her elders was a lie. That beautiful dress and those delicate high heels were too tempting for her to resist.

Suddenly, Chen Yihui pressed her down on the sofa, stroking her face, her eyes becoming gentle and tender, filled with affection and desire. She knew in her heart that although the person beneath her had the appearance of a girl, a different body was hidden beneath that beautiful dress. More importantly, this was the man she liked, though she didn't know how much she liked him.

Chen Yihui kissed those red lips, kissing them so forcefully. Zhao Ziwei closed her eyes and responded passionately, their kiss becoming intense and passionate. A few minutes later, they parted their lips, panting as they looked at each other, the desire in their eyes not extinguished but burning even brighter.

Zhao Ziwei caressed her body, gentle yet forceful, her desire ignited by the girl, a heat rising from her lower abdomen, making her feel thirsty, clearly something was about to happen. "Yihui, do you want to finish what we're doing down there?"

"Yes... I've always wanted to!"

Then they took hands and walked towards the bedroom. As they walked towards the bedroom, they pressed their lips to her slightly parted red lips and kissed her deeply.

Zhao Ziqiang kissed Chen Yihui's fragrant lips tenderly, then lightly kissed her cheeks, eyes, ears, neck, hair, breasts... and every part of her body. He kissed her lips again, gently sucking on her nimble tongue like chewing gum.

They breathed into each other's mouths, savoring each other's sweet saliva.

Chen Yihui gently released her snow-white arms, wrapping them around Zhao Ziqiang's neck, pressing her soft cheeks tightly against his face. Her slender waist swayed gently against his body, the fragrance of her hair and body intoxicating him.

After a passionate, arduous kiss, Zhao Ziqiang carried Chen Yihui to the bed, one arm around her neck, the other removing his own clothes, then hastily removing her sheer, translucent dress.

When Zhao Ziqiang eagerly reached for Chen Yihui's most intimate part to pull down her panties, he discovered she wasn't wearing any, and her genitals were already soaked with arousal fluid.

Excited, Chen Yihui was stripped naked, her jade-like body lying sprawled on the warm bed, her soft black hair scattered across the snow-white pillow. Her face was slightly flushed, her starry eyes hazy. One arm was elegantly under her head, while the other, with a hint of shyness and provocation, gently covered the grassy area below her navel. Her intoxicating waist arched slightly upwards, making her pair of jade-white, hemispherical, peak-like breasts stand proudly in the cool air, and her beautifully curved, alluring pelvis tilted slightly towards her man.

The curtains closed, the room dimmed, and the soft light from the bedside lamp scattered across Chen Yihui, giving her an allure and charm she didn't usually possess.

Every inch of Chen Yihui's body was intoxicating, and Zhao Ziqiang had always felt an overwhelming tenderness towards her.

Although it wasn't their first time, Zhao Ziqiang still experienced an indescribable excitement during their foreplay. The current scene was like a glass of fine cognac, making his heart pound and his blood surge. His vision blurred, and a familiar, intense sense of happiness swelled in his chest, filling his pounding heart. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and let out a heartfelt sigh.

Zhao Ziqiang's sigh stirred a gentle breeze, lightly brushing against the pink, sensitive buds resting on Chen Yihui's firm breasts. Like a pebble thrown into a still lake, it created ripples, causing a slight tremor in her eagerly anticipating spirit and body. Now, this alluring woman's body, radiating an irresistible fragrance, lay quietly before him, awaiting his appreciation and savoring.
Chapter 14, July 11th : New Image

. He was like an artist, slowly admiring her beautiful body from head to toe, not missing even the smallest detail.

Finally, Zhao Ziqiang's gaze settled on the dense, fragrant bushes between Chen Yihui's white, smooth, alabaster-like mounds and the spring valley.

He greedily gazed at her snow-white, tender body, his penis already hard as an iron rod. Zhao Ziqiang hurriedly but gently used one hand to part Chen Yihui's legs. The two smooth, firm pink legs parted gently on their own as soon as he touched them.

Zhao Ziqiang was overjoyed. With his other hand, he gently guided his thick, hard, and hot penis into Chen Yihui's moist, warm flower, beginning to thrust gently but firmly.

Chen Yihui's love juices had already overflowed, and with his thrusting, they immediately produced a very pleasant and exciting "plop plop" sound.

As Zhao Ziqiang thrust his penis in and out, he passionately kissed Chen Yihui's red cherry lips, gently licking the base of her tongue with his own, while simultaneously kneading her high, beautiful breasts with his hands.

This three-pronged approach brought her immense pleasure, a tingling sensation throughout her body. Waves of pleasure surged from her lower abdomen with each rub and movement of his penis inside her, causing her to instinctively moan.

"Ah...oh..."

With the rhythm of Zhao Ziqiang's hot, hard penis entering and exiting Chen Yihui's body, she gasped repeatedly, emitting excited, blissful, and indistinct moans.

Sweet saliva welled up in her mouth, and Chen Yihui promptly fed it to Zhao Ziqiang to encourage and nourish him. Meanwhile, love juices trickled down from their flower buds, making their lower abdomens and groins incredibly slippery…

Because they were both deeply moved, they reached their climax in a very short time, ejaculating simultaneously. However, their bodies remained pressed together. Although they had stopped thrusting, Zhao Ziqiang's penis remained tightly connected to Chen Yihui's body, embracing her as they fell asleep.

Before drifting off, they both clearly read in each other's eyes the strong desire to make love again.

Chen Yihui woke up first, slowly opening her beautiful eyes. When she saw the strong man in her arms, and recalled the scene of Zhao Ziqiang's vigorous thrusting and their simultaneous ascent to the peak of passion, a satisfied smile appeared on her face. She gently placed a passionate kiss on his strong chest.

As soon as Zhao Ziqiang woke up, he saw Chen Yihui's shy and alluring appearance, her face streaked with tears. He gently embraced her serpentine and vibrant body, stroking her smooth back with his hands, showing boundless tenderness and care. He chuckled and said, "Yihui, I love you!"

The passion that had just subsided made her recall the scene, feeling her face burning. A soft "I love you too" escaped her chest as she murmured, her tender body writhing with tender longing, burying her head shyly in his chest. But under his passionate kisses and caresses, Chen Yihui's body quickly ignited again. She passionately returned his kisses, cupping his penis in her soft hands and gently manipulating it, occasionally pressing it intimately against her cheeks, rubbing it gently, or glancing at it with encouraging and rewarding eyes, playfully pouting her bright red lips to plant a kiss on the head of the penis.

What could convey that ineffable message more fully and clearly? And so, once again, they joined hands for a feast of spirit and flesh. If last time they had rushed headlong into the summit, driven by hunger and a desperate urgency, this time it was a leisurely, carefree outing in the spring. There was no more anxiety or urgency, only the relaxed and peaceful ease of loving birds.

With this attitude, they truly entered the highest realm of human lovemaking—the state of play.

In this playful interaction, they focused more on the experience of the process, striving to please each other as much as possible. Through play and teasing, they brought maximum pleasure and enjoyment to each other's minds and bodies; simultaneously, through diligent service and exploration, they themselves gained immense satisfaction and joy.

His (and her) desire gradually awakened under her gentle caresses. From the sparse, glossy black pubic hair, a reddish-purple slit appeared. The slit was not only long but also thick, yet without any veins showing. Especially the glans, which was unusually large, like an egg, with a rosy luster and a high, erect edge. It was both strong and soft, complementing his robust body and yellow skin. It was as if such a naked body, so alluring to the opposite sex, was being seen by her, whose heart was filled with lust and whose mind was full of desire. How could she not feel her heart pounding and her whole body aroused?

Chen Yihui's alluring face was flushed with a youthful, radiant blush. Her large, well-developed breasts, too large for his hands to grasp, appeared even fuller and more swollen under sexual stimulation, playfully rising high. The translucent, rosy nipples, like budding flower petals, tilted upwards, swaying gently with her movements, accentuating her alluring waistline along with her full hips. Such a captivating scene could not help but make his heart pound, his desire burn, his soul soften, and his mind wander.

Zhao Ziqiang sat up, gently embracing Chen Yihui, and lowered his head to kiss her snow-white breasts.

Chen Yihui gently grasped Zhao Ziqiang's hair, feigning resistance as if trying to stop him. She knew this would only make him more persistent, but without a little teasing, what kind of intimate game would it be?

With a nimble effort, Zhao Ziqiang broke through her flimsy defenses, seizing them all. They were even smoother and more delicate than steamed buns, but unlike the softness of steamed buns, they were firm and supple, yet within that firmness lay a soft, ball-like quality, too large to be contained in his massive hands.

He gently kneaded those two mounds of soft flesh, the size of large steamed buns, making Chen Yihui giggle with pleasure. She half-heartedly pushed his hands away, softly saying, "What are you doing? You're making me sore and itchy! Hmm, I'd better leave."

As she spoke, she gently twisted her slender waist, trying to break free from his embrace, but this was not her true intention, and how could she possibly escape?

Suddenly, Chen Yihui felt his fingers pinching and kneading her plump little grape on the left side. Her body instantly felt like it had been electrocuted, a tingling, itchy sensation spreading from the tingling spot, making her even weaker. At the same time, her private parts seemed to be disturbed, a ticklish, tingling sensation like insects crawling inside. These successive sensations coated her heart with a sweet sugar coating, making her even more lively and agile. Chen Yihui turned and

nestled into Zhao Ziqiang's arms, her beautiful eyes, brimming with desire, gazing at him with a giggle, saying, "Mmm...please...you...good Ziqiang, stop pinching!"

Then, she lowered her head, opened her cherry lips, and took his glistening, erect glans into her red lips, swallowing and sucking, then deftly scraping the urethral opening with her tongue.

This caught Zhao Ziqiang completely off guard. An indescribable sensation of soreness, numbness, heat, and itchiness shot from his lower abdomen through his heart to the top of his head, making him tremble all over. He laughed loudly, then begged for mercy amidst his laughter!

Seeing this, Chen Yihui's eyes brightened, her face flushed, and she proudly thrust her chest forward, pouting her little mouth, playfully feigning fierceness as she said, "Let's see if you dare to do it again!"

Seeing Chen Yihui's appearance, Zhao Ziqiang knew that she was aroused, and that he was in need of her too! At the same time, he saw her charming eyes looking at him, her delicate oval face flushed, even the most beautiful peach blossoms couldn't compare to her beauty. He couldn't help but kiss her breasts, which were like pink and jade, large and round, like steamed buns.

But then again, what can a steamed bun made from fermentation compare to this? Smooth as mutton fat, soft as a sponge, yet with a springy elasticity, it's truly white, smooth, and tender—utterly irresistible!

What truly captivated him was her smooth, glistening breasts, with two slightly raised, bright red nipples, igniting a burning desire within him. He couldn't help but knead them again. This caused her to sway her hips in ecstasy, her rounded knees and slender feet rubbing together intimately. Taking

advantage of this, Zhao Ziqiang lay down beside Chen Yihui and began to suckle her delicate left nipple. He licked it with the tip of his tongue for a moment, and she felt an indescribable sensation churning in her heart, bringing her joy to her very bones. Her long, arched eyebrows relaxed with pleasure, her alluring eyes closed into slits, and she breathed heavily as one soft hand groped and grasped the warm jade rod pressing against her waist and hips.

Hearing Chen Yihui's soft moans and watching her physical reactions, Zhao Ziqiang felt a surge of masculine pride. He continued to caress and suckle her firm breasts, her upper body trembling involuntarily with each light kiss, her clitoris swelling involuntarily.

Chen Yihui slightly opened her beautiful eyes, seeing her areolas moving in and out of his lips under his powerful sucking, a wave of heat rising within her, her face flushing crimson.

Zhao Ziqiang's skillful and gentle caresses made her feel like a supreme queen, or a beautiful book, allowing him to browse and peruse it at will.

His breath lingered on her feverish cheeks and nose, his hot lips finally landing on Chen Yihui's parched lips, and she felt herself slowly losing control of her senses.

Zhao Ziqiang's kisses were so gentle, like a dragonfly skimming the water, almost imperceptible.

His large hands gently kneaded Chen Yihui's breasts, his fingers occasionally tugging at her nipples with tenderness.

Zhao Ziqiang's hands played with her breasts for a while, then slowly moved downwards, caressing her inner thighs.

His warm, wet tongue darted deftly over Chen Yihui's body, and she felt her chest almost overflow with a blissful, intensely carnal sensation, her panting increasing in rhythm and volume.

Zhao Ziqiang's lips slowly moved downwards, planting a deep kiss on her mons pubis.

Chen Yihui thought he was about to enter her, but Zhao Ziqiang slipped to the foot of the bed, pulled her legs into his arms, and held her slender feet, admiring and playing with them carefully. Then he lifted her left foot to his lips, kissing it thoroughly, breathing warm air onto the sole, and gently licking it with his tongue.

She felt a ticklish sensation from his licking, her thighs trembling slightly; she felt a tingling, almost numb sensation in her legs from pleasure.

Although Zhao Ziqiang was kissing Chen Yihui's feet, he felt an indescribable emptiness inside her vagina. Chen Yihui almost wished he would immediately insert his thick penis into her to fill it, but he only slowly and deliberately grasped her trembling feet, licking his tongue along her calves to her thighs, finally pressing his lips to her vulva and kissing it.

As he kissed her, he reached down to her navel, gently rubbing her tuft of dark, shiny pubic hair, and then he stroked her swollen, mysterious mound.

Zhao Ziqiang's lips and tongue methodically parted her slightly swollen, rose-colored labia minora, tentatively probing her blossoming flower path with his tongue; then he pressed his lips together with the two tender flesh, sweeping his hot tongue across the cleft; he also used his lips and tongue to capture the extremely delicate and sensitive, fully erect nipple at the top of the petal folds, gently sucking and teasing it...

Although she was no stranger to this, the feeling was so wonderful that her beautiful eyes closed tightly, her nostrils flared slightly, her whole body trembling as if she were cold, her pink cheeks and chest covered with small rose-colored goosebumps, her peach blossom spring instantly overflowing, her white and rounded legs reflexively clamping his head tightly, her small mouth involuntarily uttering a series of indistinct

murmurs of "Mmm... Ah... Ziqiang... No... Ugh... Don't......"

Seeing Chen Yihui's reaction to his treatment, Zhao Ziqiang was overjoyed and couldn't help but embrace her curvaceous body and kiss her passionately.

She was aroused by this sudden shower of kisses, her heart fluttering and her spirits soaring. She flipped over, her head towards his feet and her feet towards his head, straddling him. She alluringly pressed her fair, full buttocks against his mouth while gently playing with his penis with her soft hands.

Chen Yihui first stroked the engorged penis from head to base with both hands, then took the red glans into her cherry-like mouth and circled it with her tongue. She also gently kneaded the two adorable little balls at the base with one small hand…

Zhao Ziqiang was thoroughly aroused, his breathing becoming heavy.

To express his gratitude and to provide her with immediate feedback, Zhao Ziqiang slowly and gently stroked Chen Yihui's labia majora and minora, his tongue lightly sliding back and forth between her moist vulva, occasionally rubbing her clitoris, which had turned blood red.

Chen Yihui felt very comfortable from his touch; whenever his tongue licked her tender clitoral head, her body would involuntarily tremble a few times.

Zhao Ziqiang's other hand massaged her perineum, and she felt another wave of pleasure spreading throughout her body.

As the waves of pleasure from his penis intensified, Zhao Ziqiang would occasionally gently insert his fingers into her vaginal canal to caress it. The slippery love juice inside Chen Yihui's flower increased, and he brought his mouth forward to drink in the glistening dew overflowing from her paradise.

At this moment, she felt an indescribable itching all over her body, her flower path hot and itchy from his fingers' caresses, and she couldn't help but moan softly.

Chen Yihui lay down with captivating allure, raising her two jade-like legs high, glancing at his robust and muscular physique with her alluring eyes, signaling Zhao Ziqiang to make a second thrust. She felt satisfied, believing this was the happiest day of her life.

Zhao Ziqiang, too, was burning with desire. He felt his hot glans rub against Chen Yihui's vulva a few times, parting her labia, and then plunging into her wet, sticky nautilus.

He paused inside for a moment, swelling and trembling there, and Chen Yihui couldn't help but reach out and tightly embrace his strong body.

Zhao Ziqiang began to slowly thrust, but not all the way in at once; instead, he pumped repeatedly, each time penetrating a little deeper, until finally his entire penis was inside her vagina.

His soft, mushroom-shaped penis throbbed within her moist, tight vagina, a strange rhythm spreading and swelling within. She felt the waves growing larger, a warm current rising from her clitoris, gradually spreading throughout her body, a warm and comforting sensation.

Chen Yihui felt he was like a ball of desire, and she was about to melt into this flame; everything about her was laid out for him.

His legs were already numb and tingling, and love juices flowed incessantly.

Chen Yihui tightly embraced Zhao Ziqiang's neck with her snow-white, tender arms, her eyes half-open and half-closed in a seductive trance, her small mouth constantly uttering

moans of "Ouch! Ouch!"

Zhao Ziqiang saw his own body and Chen Yihui's body again in the mirror of the wardrobe beside the bed. Seeing her snow-white, delicate, smooth, and curvaceous body, he became even more lustful.

The deeper his penis penetrated, the more intense Chen Yihui's reaction became. Every time Zhao Ziqiang's penis entered her vagina, she would sway her delicate body, raising her plump, round buttocks to meet it, and using the walls of her vagina to grip his glans tightly.

Chen Yihui's buttocks twisted continuously, and her love juices gushed out continuously. She kept

moaning softly, "Oh... good Ziqiang... oh... husband..." which made him feel extremely happy.

At this moment, Zhao Ziqiang felt a sweet sensation in his heart, and he began to use force, gradually thrusting from the top to the root, making a "squelching" sound and a "clucking" sound as he watched her two red, warm, and soft labia tightly holding his penis, constantly swallowing and releasing, like a ripe peach being broken open by the stick, with juice flowing out.

After a while, she used her waist to thrust her ample buttocks upwards, welcoming the large snake that was inserted into her, while moaning softly.

"Good... Ziqiang, hurry... don't... stop!"

"Harder... more... oh... ouch!"

"So good... um... I can't take it anymore..."

Zhao Ziqiang knew that Chen Yihui was getting pleasure at this moment, so he really thrust in and out forcefully, and in this way, both of them got a strange pleasure.

This intense, vigorous thrusting caused the bed curtains to vibrate, creak, groan, and rustle softly. Chen Yihui even twisted her waist and waved her arms, lifting her bodice to invite him closer.

Zhao Ziqiang suddenly heard Chen Yihui moan softly again.

"Mmm...mmm...ah...ah...it's so good!"

"Itchy...ah...it even...it's sore to the bone..."

"Ah...faster...faster...ah...your big head...it's killing me!"

"Those little...little bits of flesh...you've touched them...oh...ah...come on!"

Zhao Ziqiang was also being swayed by Chen Yihui's warm and wet words, his penis gripping her tightly as it went in and out of her vagina, making both of them feel comfortable and relaxed, their bones soft and their muscles erect, their bodies itchy and sore as if they were melting, feeling blissfully happy. All that could be heard was a chorus of "drip drip drip," "squeak squeak squeak," and the sound of panting and laughter, which started up again. Her flowing juices soaked even the snow-white sheets.

As he continued, he suddenly heard her cry out, "Oh! My dear brother! I can't take it anymore... Oh... It's coming!"

Chen Yihui felt as if her body had been released, her desire so intense that even her flower heart had opened. Unable to resist, she felt her body tremble slightly, and then a gush of hot water gushed out from the depths of her vagina. She couldn't help but hold him tightly with her hands, her thighs wrapped around his waist and hips, and she could only moan softly.

At this moment, Zhao Ziqiang also felt a hot suction from the depths of her vagina on his penis. Knowing that she was about to ejaculate, he tightened his penis and vigorously rubbed and thrust it, then pressed his lower abdomen tightly against her clitoris.

Chen Yihui trembled violently for a moment, feeling as if her body had melted away like mud meeting water. Her eyes were tightly closed, her mouth slightly parted, and she let out a muffled moan, "Oh! I'm dying, I'm dying of pleasure!..."

The rest was incoherent; she simply closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of ascending to heaven.

Chen Yihui felt as if she were lying on a small boat, bathed in the warm early summer sun, gently carried by the waves, one after another, drifting into the distance. Her body was weak and powerless, and she didn't want to exert any strength; she just wanted to drift on like this.

Her knees were still trembling, and her breathing seemed to have stopped.

This was a completely new feeling, one she had never experienced before. She felt something new and breathtaking awakening deep within her, like the gentle touch of a flame, as soft as a feather, rushing towards the pinnacle of light, dissolving her entire being.

Zhao Ziqiang stopped, but didn't withdraw his scepter. He gently caressed her forehead, eyelids, neck, breasts, and lower abdomen. His caresses were so gentle, as if they penetrated every cell of her body.

Several seconds passed like this until she was satisfied, completely relaxed, and let out a long sigh.

She couldn't remember how long he had caressed her like this, but Chen Yihui felt a surge of heat within her, and her legs opened again.

Zhao Ziqiang straightened up, grabbed her feet, spread her thighs, and continued his advance with his erect penis.

He thrust harder and harder, and she only wanted him to thrust harder, faster, deeper. Her pleasure intensified with his rapid and forceful thrusts; her breathing became increasingly rapid, her breasts bounced joyfully with the rhythm, and the fluid inside her vagina gushed out like a torrent.

Chen Yihui's body trembled, as if electrocuted, wishing she could keep him inside her forever.

Zhao Ziqiang's breathing grew increasingly rapid and forceful.

Chen Yihui flushed again in his masculine aura, never before experiencing such pleasure, as if drunk, light and airy, as if in a dream, hazy and indistinct. She felt as if a vast ocean, filled with dark waves, rising, expanding, swelling into a giant wave, slowly parting within her lower body, swaying gently, wave after wave, drifting far away. The explorer gently probed deep within, deeper and deeper, touching her very core, the waves surging ever more violently towards the shore, drifting further and further away from her.

Zhao Ziqiang thrust with increasing vigor, every muscle in Chen Yihui's vagina spasming and trembling. He shivered several times, the hairs on his body standing on end.

He felt he was about to ejaculate, so he began to cultivate with all his might, penetrating to the very depths. His eyes gleamed, he panted heavily, and his body radiated a wild, primal brilliance—a primal, powerful energy she desperately needed.

She mustered her last strength, twisting her hips and contracting her juicy vulva, desperately enveloping his burning member.

A wave of pleasure, as if it would tear her very soul out, surged through him, causing him to lose consciousness. A series of soft "Ah...ah..." cries escaped Chen Yihui's lips

, interspersed with obscene words she usually couldn't utter.

At the same time, a large gush of thick, hot semen

hissed out.

Chen Yihui felt a powerful, scalding liquid spray onto her parched core, a comforting warmth spreading from her deepest depths throughout her body. Suddenly, she convulsed, her vagina contracting, releasing a gush of hot vaginal fluid. Then, her limbs drooped as if paralyzed, and she felt as if she were floating, everything so exhilarating.

Having been teased and made alluring, she truly didn't want him to leave, wanting this comfortable, peaceful, indescribable feeling to last forever.

Chen Yihui held him tightly with all fours, gently stroking his back, neck, and hair with tenderness.

Zhao Ziqiang quietly closed his eyes, burying his head deeply in her firm breasts, his clitoris slowly softening, his entire body quietly enjoying her tenderness.

After a long while, Zhao Ziqiang slowly withdrew, carrying Chen Yihui into the bathroom, where he gently and considerately washed her clean.

For her first time going out as a girl, Zhao Ziwei had made thorough preparations; in other words, Chen Yihui had dressed her meticulously. A blue floral sundress with a small jacket, six-centimeter high-heeled sandals, and a light purple handbag. Chen Yihui wore a white dress with red flowers, a red cell phone hanging from her chest. They looked like sisters, arm in arm, leaving the apartment together.

Following Chen Yihui's quick whitening method, Zhao Ziwei's skin had improved. Although it couldn't achieve the same effect as Chen Yihui's, it wasn't noticeable. The daily corset was uncomfortable, but the change in her figure made it bearable. However, her biggest concern was what to do with her lower body—she needed to tightly wrap it to limit its expansion without harming it.

Stepping out of the apartment, Zhao Ziwei was very nervous. "Yihui, I feel like everyone's looking at me, I'm a little scared!"

"Silly girl, of course people will look when a girl dresses nicely! Ziwei, don't panic, it's not the first time you've worn a skirt out, you'll get used to it after a few times. Just be natural at home, adjust yourself as you like, don't worry about what others think!"

"Yihui, the skirt is too thin, I keep having the illusion that I'm not wearing anything!"

"Hehe, you'll get used to it soon!" Chen Yihui laughed and patted her arm. "You feel cool, right? Now you understand why I only wear skirts in the summer!"

Zhao Ziwei laughed. "It's so cool, I really like this feeling. Men just can't understand it. It's so much better to be a girl; you get to wear pretty dresses and be so expressive!"

"Of course! Girls are always the center of attention. You'll definitely love this new identity!"

Gradually, Zhao Ziwei calmed down, and her gait became more natural. Her skirt swayed, like a pair of gentle hands caressing her thighs, a refreshing and pleasant sensation. A breeze blew under her skirt, cool and comfortable, and her delicate high heels led her into a world of gentle femininity.

"Yihui, if I try to find a boyfriend, what are my chances of success?"

"I advise you not to imagine having a boyfriend," Chen Yihui said, covering her mouth with a laugh. "Because you'll definitely drive men crazy. No hugs, no kisses, no holding hands, just admiring you like an oil painting—no matter how beautiful you are, it's useless! You know what men are like; when they see a beautiful woman, they not only feel attracted but also itchy hands. So, you can only have ordinary friends, not romantic ones."

"Won't that be terrible?" Zhao Ziwei frowned. "I look at the girls I like like an oil painting, and men look at me like an oil painting!"

"Yes, for now, you can only be an oil painting!" "Then

I can only be an oil painting for a month at most. I'll find a way to get my boss to fire me!"

Chen Yihui began to worry. "Ziqiang, you can't be this irresponsible! Wouldn't that ruin your reputation and brand?"

Zhao Ziwei snorted. "You're wrong. This reputation belongs to Zhao Ziwei, not Zhao Ziqiang!"

Chen Yihui was helpless against her arrogance for the first time. A few days ago, she inquired about Zhao Ziqiang's reputation in the advertising industry and was surprised. This wasn't the naive young man from three years ago. "Ziwei, no, Ziqiang, I have a feeling you'll like this job. You love your work more than women, and maybe you'll meet a suitable girl along the way!"

"I hope so too, but finding true love as a girl is impossible!" Zhao Ziwei stopped and said seriously, "Yihui, I want to tell you that my willingness to make this sacrifice to help you is because of your whole family's love for Yiqian. Although what you and your mother did was a bit despicable, I still accept it. This kind of family affection can't be replaced by any other kind of emotion!"

Chen Yihui blushed. Of course, she knew she was being "despicable." Now she understood that it was foolish to control a man simply with emotions; perhaps, she should use work instead!

******

Sitting in the chair at the hair salon, Zhao Ziwei felt sleepy. She was terrified to hear that straightening and conditioning hair took three or four hours; it seemed beautiful women paid a high price. Besides makeup and dressing up, there was also the need to care for this long hair. It seemed being a woman was troublesome.

The shampoo girl didn't notice anything particularly unusual about Zhao Ziwei; her hair was quite fine anyway. However, the male hairstylist remarked, "Miss, your previous hairstyle made you look like a boy."

Chen Yihui laughed and immediately chimed in, "I used to think so too. She looked like a boy when she wasn't wearing a dress, but it's different when she wears one!"

Zhao Ziwei glared at her; this brat had no tact. She asked casually, "So, what do you think now? Am I woman enough?"

"Of course you are!" the hairstylist said. "And long, straight hair suits you very well. You're very quiet; you must be a white-collar worker in an office building, maybe even a supervisor or manager!"

Zhao Ziwei smiled. "You guessed right, I'm just a junior manager!"

Having endured a long nap, Zhao Ziwei rubbed her eyes and looked in surprise at herself in the mirror. She now had long, smooth, jet-black hair, just like in those TV commercials. It turns out many things can change a girl's image: clothes, hairstyle, actions, speech, and even her overall demeanor. This shoulder-length hair, soft and smooth, jet-black and glossy, added to her charm and gentleness.

Chen Yihui, to keep her company through this long period, had even permed her hair. She was delighted to see Zhao Ziwei's changed appearance and asked, "Ziwei, what do you think?"

"Hmm, not bad, better than before!"

Chen Yihui laughed, "Haha, your standards are so low!"

"Of course, I'm content!"

Leaving the hair salon, Zhao Ziwei felt different; she kept wanting to toss her long hair. She kept smiling, wanting to express herself, even her steps carried an irrepressible excitement. Chen Yihui laughed, "Ziwei, you're a woman from head to toe now."

Zhao Ziwei smiled and asked, "Like you?"

"Yes, like me!"

Then they both burst into laughter, attracting stares from passersby, but they paid no attention, acting like two invincible young girls parading through the streets.

"Ziwei, when you were a man, what did you fantasize about regarding beautiful women?"

"What do you mean, what did I fantasize about?" Zhao Ziwei feigned ignorance.

"I've heard that men like to look at a celebrity or a beautiful woman, or look at a painting, and fantasize about their sexual partner. Tell me honestly, who was your fantasy partner?"

"Sharon Stone!"

Chen Yihui leaned closer and asked, "Have you ever fantasized about your friends in real life?"

"I..." Zhao Ziwei didn't know how to answer. If she told the truth, this girl would definitely be angry, jealous, and possibly furious.

"I'm embarrassed to say, right?" Chen Yiqian's eyes darted around a few times before she said, "Then I'll tell you first. I've fantasized about having sex with Tom Cruise, of course, that was a long time ago. Hmm, I've also imagined a scenario where I'm making love with my beloved in a car, and someone sees us and comes over to watch—how exciting! I've also fantasized about having sex in a park, only to have my clothes stolen, so I have to find some trees to cover myself and go home."

Zhao Ziwei was dumbfounded. "Yihui, you're going too far! At most, I've only done a little something in an elevator, or had some fun on the sofa!"

"Ah, you confessed! So you really do these things. I thought you were a gentleman." Chen Yihui angrily pinched her arm. "I was just reading those things in a magazine, but I was just testing you! You're full of wicked thoughts, you're despicable!"

Zhao Ziwei almost screamed in pain; she was truly stunned. Luckily, she hadn't mentioned one-night stands, or she would have been fooled again. Sigh, I've been taken advantage of by women more than once, and I still don't know how to deal with them. It seems impossible to outsmart a girl. "Yihui, I only acted that way because I was lonely. You're just overthinking things, so why are you always blaming me?"

"Bullshit!" Chen Yihui pinched her again. "Women only have these strange thoughts about the ones they love. Unlike you men, you think about them while watching movies, while reading magazines, and even while waiting for the bus, you fantasize about girls in short skirts!"

Zhao Ziwei suddenly realized something, and her whole body trembled, as if she was getting cold.

"Ziwei, what's wrong?" Chen Yihui touched her arm and found it covered in goosebumps.

"Yihui, what you just said was really scary!"

Chen Yihui was taken aback, but seeing her expression, she immediately clutched her stomach and burst into laughter. "You're afraid that men will see your thighs and have those kinds of fantasies about you, right?"

Zhao Ziwei couldn't help but pull her skirt down, but it didn't work; her body was trembling violently. She suddenly realized that, as a man, she had never considered those thoughts to be evil. But after putting on the skirt, and even just now seeing a pretty girl and fantasizing about touching her snow-white thighs, she couldn't feel at ease anymore when she thought about her own situation as a woman.

"Ziqiang, don't worry too much about it. It's human nature, not evil. Just don't go too far,"

Zhao Ziwei said, looking at her with suspicion. What the girl had just said might not have been from a magazine; given her personality, she could really say it, and perhaps even have done it. Thank goodness I'm a real woman… Zhao Ziwei suddenly felt fortunate; otherwise, even with beauty that could be admired, she wouldn't be able to escape being hurt.

Walking alongside a flamboyant girl like Chen Yihui, it was impossible for Zhao Ziwei to go unnoticed. Mastering high heels made her steps light and agile, the sway of her hips captivating. Chen Yihui couldn't help but exclaim, "Ziwei, I can't believe it! You've only been wearing high heels for two days, and you're already so amazing! I thought you grew up wearing them!"

"Hehe, you forgot, I wore them three years ago!" Zhao Ziwei smiled sweetly. "My natural beauty, combined with Miss Chen's skillful styling, makes me a beauty no matter how you look at me!"

"Show-off!" Chen Yihui slapped her on the bottom. It was undeniable that while a change in appearance could be attributed to makeup, adapting to feminine movements and posture in such a short time was nothing short of a miracle.

"Yihui, come on, stop daydreaming! Haven't you seen a beautiful woman in a long time?"

"Hehe, yes, beauties these days are different. Their skirts have some special parts that are lubricated by pretty women!" Chen Yihui grinned mischievously.

"Yi Hui, you're so rude! You're not ladylike at all!"

"Then tell me, what makes a lady?"

Zhao Ziwei turned her head and smiled at her: "Like me!"

Just as she displayed this captivating smile, a strong gust of wind blew between the buildings, lifting the girls' skirts. Chen Yi Hui, with her instinctive feminine awareness, quickly pressed down her skirt, while Zhao Ziwei's feminine sensitivity was ultimately lacking; she only hurriedly pressed down her skirt after seeing Chen Yi Hui's movement.

"Sigh, it seems you're still a bit lacking as a girl. The man across the street is looking at you!"

"Really?" Zhao Ziwei blushed, turning around in a panic because her skirt had just flown so high. "He really saw you?"

"But only one man is looking!" Chen Yi Hui covered her mouth and laughed, "The reason only one man is looking is because the girls behind you are just as flustered as you are, diverting the audience!"

"What should we do? He saw us!" Zhao Ziwei immediately pulled her away from the windy spot.

"Silly girl, so what if he looked? What's the big deal?" Chen Yihui said dismissively. "At most, he saw a patch of blue, what else could he see!"

"What? Even you saw it? You were standing so close, and at such a high angle." Zhao Ziwei was furious to see her covering her mouth and laughing, looking smug. "Chen Yihui, you bastard!"

"Why are you swearing? It wasn't my fault!" Chen Yihui looked innocent. "You need to remind yourself to be a lady from now on. And another thing, you must get used to the feeling of men looking at your legs, and never get angry."

Zhao Ziwei's face turned bright red. "Yihui, don't laugh at me!"

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh!" Chen Yihui immediately wiped away her smile, really quickly, like a chameleon. "Ziwei, to be honest, when I saw that patch of blue just now, I really wanted to touch it. Tell me, has it grown bigger now?"

Zhao Ziwei flicked her twice with her finger. "Damn Yi Hui, I never knew you were this bad!"

"What? Only men can be bad, but women can't?" Chen Yi Hui giggled.

Yes, that's true. It's normal for men to be bad, so why can't women be? Even Zhao Ziwei herself believed that after becoming a girl, she should be a lady. Actually, women's essence is the same as men's; it's just that men like to say it out loud, while women are more reserved.

Then, they got a new phone number and bought a purple flip phone, a color that perfectly matched the "purple" in her name. In the following days, Zhao Ziwei focused on adapting to her female role and studied Chen Yiqian's information. She changed her dresses every day when she went out. In other people's eyes, she was a beautiful and fashionable young girl, with elegant movements and refined speech. She liked floral dresses the most, including sundresses, which could add to her feminine charm.

"Ziwei, you're so flamboyant, men will soon be captivated by you!"

"What can I do? If I had your natural femininity, I wouldn't mind wearing any black or dark clothes. The reason I dress so brightly is because I still have flaws; my features aren't delicate enough, not soft enough, so I have to use brightly colored clothes to compensate!"

"If you like it, that's good. Try to adapt to this life and help Yiqian get out of the shadow of her relationship. In two or three months, once you're back to being a man, you can be intimate with whichever girl you want!"

"Really? You don't want me to like your sister anymore?"

"Of course not, but the chances of you two falling in love are slim!"

Chapter 015: Indulging in

Midnight Bars. Bars at midnight are alluring, but also intoxicating. The brightly lit Hengshan Road has become a popular place for entertainment. Every night, as soon as the flashing neon lights come on, young men and women gather in twos and threes to drink, play, relax, indulge, drown their sorrows, or seek thrills. The bizarre and dazzling scene may bring you joy, or it may devour you.

The evening was lively, as the monthly dart-throwing competition was underway. Some shouted, some booed, and some cheered, creating a vibrant atmosphere. It was clear the bar owner had gone to great lengths to attract more customers.

"Wow, that girl is amazing! She hits the bullseye every time!"

"Hey, Big Head, you're such a coward! You can't even beat a girl, all you do is brag."

"I think this girl won first place last month too. What's her name?"

"Hey, you want to hit on her? Not so easy!"

Chen Yiqian smugly accepted the praise, having won the dart-throwing championship for the second time. She held up her two-hundred-yuan bar voucher and walked out of the circle. The amount was small, but it was still an honor, so she happily walked back, ready to show off to Lingling.

A man stopped her. "Miss, you're really good. Come sit down, let's exchange dart-throwing skills, shall we?"

"You seemed to be whistling earlier, didn't you? What, not booing anymore? Did you have your eye on my lottery ticket?" Chen Yiqian glanced at him sideways. This man was good-looking; he was probably someone from the office building.

"Miss, you misread me. I was genuinely cheering, not booing!"

Chen Yiqian said disdainfully, "Then tell me, do you really want to talk to me about dart-throwing, and nothing else? Tell the truth, are you itching for a fight or just your heart to beat?"

"Heh, you're really funny! You probably came with a female companion, right? Why don't you sit down and chat with us? As for whether you're itching for a fight or just your heart to beat, you'll know once you sit down!"

Chen Yiqian grabbed his lower body. "Is it itchy here?"

the man exclaimed softly. "Gently, gently!"

"Oh, it's quite big, I wonder if it'll hold up!" Chen Yiqian snorted, released her grip, and floated past him.

The man turned to look at her in surprise. "My God, what's wrong with women these days? They're even more ruthless than men! I bet her husband's been completely ruined by her, or he'd have left her!"

Chen Yiqian turned around and glared at him fiercely. "What did you say?"

"Nothing!" The man immediately shook his head, looking tense.

Chen Yiqian's eyes widened, as if she wanted to devour him. Actually, this man wasn't bad, but she wasn't attracted to him, though a thought flashed through her mind. Seeing her fierce look, the man backed away in fear, but the girl grabbed his collar and raised her other hand. The man was terrified and tried to cover his face in a panic, but it was too late.

Chen Yiqian pulled the man closer and kissed his lips. The man was startled and couldn't react for a moment. His hands, which had been trying to resist, landed on her waist two seconds later. They kissed passionately, the man's hands stroking her buttocks, almost pulling her skirt up.

Chen Yiqian pushed him away and said coldly, "Your kissing skills are terrible, you're not worthy of kissing me!"

The man was stunned, wondering how a woman could change so quickly. "Would you like to try other places? Like the places you just touched, they're really good."

"No, your kiss wasn't good enough, it ruined my appetite." With that, Chen Yiqian turned away gently, leaving the man speechless.

Back in her seat, she finished a glass of beer before catching her breath. She couldn't explain her crazy behavior just now, and now she was afraid, wondering when she had become like that.

Lingling asked curiously, "Yiqian, who was that man? I didn't see you introduce him!"

"I don't know him either!" Chen Yiqian said.

"Don't know him?" Lingling turned to look at the man, then said, "That man looks pretty good, you're not thinking of having a one-night stand with him, are you?"

"Bullshit, I don't care about men!" Chen Yiqian said, but her heart was itching. If it weren't for the man she met in the bar, she might have considered it; in this place, dragons and snakes all look alike.

"Then why did you kiss him just now!"

"Because I was bored!" Yes, very bored, otherwise she wouldn't have come to this bar. If she really wanted to indulge herself, she had other options, but she really hated men.

"Yiqian, I've never seen you throw darts before, how did you win the championship so easily?"

"Of course I have! I throw darts at home every day, it takes at least twenty minutes!"

"How do you practice at home? Do you use targets like this?"

"No, I use his picture, his eyes, nose, mouth, wherever I point, I hit it!"

"Hehe!" Lingling giggled, "Next time you see him in person, you must restrain yourself, don't hit it wherever you point!"

Chen Yiqian really wished that dart target was Gao Xiang, then she could smash him to pieces. This cowardly man, who said he loved her but broke up with her, deserved to be torn to pieces. She wondered if he had a new girlfriend; she had inquired, but her friends wouldn't tell her. Chen Yiqian lazily leaned against Lingling's arms, only here could she numb herself. "Lingling, didn't you say the car would go to him and the house to you after the divorce? Why are you still driving it so often?"

"Theoretically, the house is mine and the car is his, but in reality, they're both mine! Never mind, I don't know how much money he hid, but I can't find it." Lingling discovered her husband's affair less than two years into their marriage and finally divorced him in heartbreak. She hated men, so she went to this gay bar seeking solace. She preferred intimacy with women to letting a man touch her even a little.

Chen Yiqian yawned and said, "I think every woman should have two lovers, one male and one female!" She patted Lingling's face and laughed, "I already have one, I'm just missing a man! You too!"

"I don't need a man, you're enough!"

"Don't be silly, although we always criticize men, a man is your other half."

Lingling said irritably, "Okay, I wish you find your Prince Charming soon!"

"Thank you, I will definitely find one!" Chen Yiqian closed her eyes, "If one day you find that I never come to the bar again, it means I've found him!"

"Then what will I do?"

"It's simple, I'll give him to you after I'm done with him!"

Chen Yiqian's alcohol tolerance was average, so she quickly reached her limit. She rested her head on Lingling's lap, her hands flailing wildly before falling down. When that hand slipped into her collar, she didn't push it away. As the pressure and frequency of the caresses changed, her breathing changed as well. She began to feel thirsty, her body burning hot.

Lingling lowered her head and whispered with a smile in her ear, "Yiqian, stop fidgeting. Why are you spreading your legs so wide? I'm not a man!"

Chen Yiqian was startled and immediately closed her legs, pulling her skirt up. Finding no one was paying attention, she closed her eyes again, feeling the unusual caresses. Gradually, her consciousness became increasingly blurred, and one hand swept across Lingling's thigh.

"Ring ring..." Lingling's phone rang, startling them awake. They simultaneously withdrew their hands from each other's. Chen Yiqian was a little disappointed; nothing more exciting had happened.

"Where is it? Is it serious?... Okay, I'll be right there!"

Seeing Lingling's changed expression, Chen Yiqian asked, "Lingling, what's wrong?" Her breasts, kneaded by Lingling, were hard, and her desire swelled intensely, making her feel uncomfortable.

"Yiqian, I'm so sorry, I have to go!" Lingling threw her things into her handbag. "He was hit by a car and is in the hospital now!"

"Your ex-husband? Didn't you say you had nothing to do with him?"

"Well, theoretically not, but he lived with me for two years after all!"

Chen Yiqian was a little disappointed. Lingling left not long before she also got up to leave. Perhaps seeing her companion leave, the man who had been kissed came up to her and asked, "What, leaving already? So early?"

"Going now, have to go to work tomorrow!" Chen Yiqian didn't have the energy to talk to him. If she continued, he might start yelling.

The man said, "Sit a little longer, chat with me!"

Chen Yiqian looked up at him. Perhaps because she was in a bad mood, she hadn't really paid attention to anything different about the man. "Have you ever had a one-night stand?"

"No!" The man was a little puzzled.

"Me neither! But I'm looking forward to my first time... but not tonight!"

"How can I see you?" the man said, reaching for his business card.

“No, I don’t want your business card!” Chen Yiqian said. “How about this, if we can meet outside of Hengshan Road, that will be our first one-night stand, what do you say?”

“Okay!” The man smiled and put the business card back in his pocket. “Then I look forward to meeting you again. Although I know women often don’t keep their word, I hope you’re different!”

Dream on… Chen Yiqian thought to herself. To this man, she was full of mystery and allure, not only because of her beautiful appearance, but also because of the wildness she displayed, although this wildness was to cover up some kind of inherent nature.

Seeing her stand up to leave, the man gently put his arm around her and kissed her. Chen Yiqian did not avoid his kiss, but one hand naturally grasped his lower body, and she smiled and said, “If that day ever comes, I hope it will be as brave as you!”

Before the man could speak, Chen Yiqian forcefully pushed him back the way he came and walked out of the bar. At the door, she gasped for breath. God, how could I treat a man like this? I actually grabbed that part twice tonight. But as she walked into the parking lot, she laughed. The man was actually quite muscular; this excuse for a one-night stand seemed pretty good, wouldn't it? Let him fantasize.

Before she even got home, she received a call from Lingling, her voice filled with anger. "That damn man lied to me!"

"Lie to what? Did he not actually get hurt? Was he just making up an excuse to go to the hospital?"

"No, he did get hurt, but he won't die. He even has another car!

I'm furious!" "Isn't that what marriage is all about? You lie to me, I lie to you! Don't tell me you didn't get anything out of him, I don't believe you!"

"Hey, Yiqian, are you even a woman, taking his side like that?"

"Of course I'm a woman, just like you!"

"Sigh, never mind! Yiqian, why are you home so early? I wanted to have a couple of drinks!"

"Me too!" Chen Yiqian was also disappointed. "But I'm already at my doorstep, I don't want to go back."

It was another lonely night, she thought, she'd get used to it soon.

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