[The Years of Love and Desire] (Chapter 5)

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Author: Night Moon,
first published on the forum on March 19, 2017,
word count: 21856.

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At this moment, Tang Wu was practicing the splits on a yoga mat, beads of fragrant sweat trickling down her beautiful face and down her fair neck. She had her long, black hair tied in a bun, and her slender upper body was clad only in a black, tight-fitting corset , revealing her flat, white waist and a sexy navel and defined abs. Her round, pert buttocks, constricted by the tight-fitting leggings , accentuated their alluring curves, and her long, slender, white legs were shapely and elegant. 　　Due to the sweltering heat, beads of sweat glistened on Tang Wu's smooth back, causing the black corset to cling tightly to her skin , making her two full, rounded breasts appear even more rounded and translucent. 　　Although Tang Wu's back was to Lu Ming, her keen sixth sense told her that Lu Ming was secretly watching her figure. A slight ripple stirred in her previously calm heart; she pursed her cherry lips, remaining silent. 　　Lu Ming's lower body instantly reacted. After gazing at his sister-in-law's sexy body for a moment, he looked away, checked the time, and asked doubtfully, "Sister-in-law, hasn't brother come back yet?" 　　"Hmm, probably working overtime." Tang Wu's expression was somber, her tone carrying a hint of heartache and reproach, which Lu Ming noticed. 　　Now that the mortgage problem was solved, Lu Tian was still like a workaholic, leaving early and returning late , just to settle down in this first-tier city. Naturally, he neglected his beautiful wife on weekdays. 　　His beautiful wife, Tang Wu, was quiet and virtuous, understanding Lu Tian's hard work, so she never argued , always playing the role of a good wife who was both beautiful and intelligent, maintaining the warmth of their family. 　　"Alright, all done, time to wash the dishes!" Tang Wu said with a smile, her delicate body standing up gracefully. After doing yoga, her figure was voluptuous and beautiful, elegant yet sexy. Her skin was flawless, delicate, and radiant, glowing with a captivating allure under the fragrant sweat. 　　When her eyes inadvertently caught sight of Lu Ming's prominent crotch, a blush spread across her already flushed face. Lu Ming noticed the unusual look in his sister-in-law's eyes and awkwardly replied, "Sister-in-law, I'll go take a shower first." 　　"Xiao Ming, you're 25 now, it's time to find a girlfriend, isn't it?" Tang Wu covered her mouth and chuckled, her beautiful eyes sparkling, teasingly saying, "How about... I help you find one?" 　　"Sister-in-law, I appreciate your kindness, but for now, I'd better focus on making money first," Lu Ming said vaguely, ignoring the topic and turning back to his room. 　　Lin Luoxuan's stunningly beautiful face naturally appeared in his mind, becoming an indelible mark, deeply etched into his soul. 　　When Lu Ming returned to his room, he found that his sister-in-law had tidied up his previously messy desk, made the bed neatly, and cleaned the floor, which touched him deeply. 　　Even though she had to work during the day, Tang Wu still managed to keep the house clean and handle all the details of daily life properly; this ability alone was beyond the reach of most housewives. 　　Lu Ming saw that the trash can next to the bed had a new trash bag and looked brand new, and his face immediately turned ashamed. He remembered that he had thrown away a lot of used tissues in the trash can these past few days, and now his sister-in-law had cleaned them up. 　　No wonder his sister-in-law said she wanted to introduce him to someone; she must have sensed that his desires had nowhere to go, Lu Ming thought to himself. 　　He opened the wardrobe, took out some folded clothes, and was about to take a shower when Tang Wu, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, called out to him: "Xiao Ming, your brother's computer can't connect to the internet. Can you help me take a look?" 　　"No problem, leave it to me!" Lu Ming readily agreed, went to his brother's room, and skillfully turned on the desktop computer on the table. 　　The computer desktop wallpaper was a wedding photo of Lu Ming's older brother and sister-in-law taken on the beach. Lu Tian, dressed in a crisp white naval uniform, looked dashing and radiant, holding his sister-in-law's delicate hand as they walked. Tang Wu, in a beautiful white wedding dress , held up the hem of her gown with one hand, her bare, pinkish-white feet leaving a trail of footprints in the sand, her smile sweet and warm. 　　Lu Ming was captivated by Tang Wu's smile in the photo. At that time, Tang Wu lacked a certain mature gentleness, possessing instead a youthful beauty. He stared blankly at the screen. Unlike his feelings for Lin Luoxuan, he felt more admiration and respect for his sister-in-law, Tang Wu. 　　Lu Ming didn't forget his task. He opened the control panel, checked the network, and found a problem with the line. He reset the router, finally fixing it after some effort. 　　Just then, Tang Wu came in after washing the dishes, smiling at Lu Ming, "Xiao Ming, you're done so quickly?" She was already dressed...

" Okay, wear loose loungewear to avoid catching a cold after exercising. "

Lu Ming tested the signal several times, and after confirming it was normal, he nodded in response, "Internet access should be fine now;
it was probably a loose connection in the network cable."

"Oh, I see… so you can go online now?" Tang Wu leaned closer, her beautiful eyes fixed on
the screen, and whispered. Her fair, fragrant neck wafted into Lu Ming's nose, making his
heart flutter.

"It's fine. You see, QQ can log in, and the web pages are working normally…" After Lu Ming opened the browser, several web pages
suddenly popped up. It turned out the browser had automatically restored the pages that had been closed previously.

Lu Ming's expression became somewhat unnatural. The pop-up pages were all Q&A content, such as how to treat impotence,
what positions make it easier to get pregnant, and how to arouse one's husband's libido.

One question in particular made Lu Ming's heart ache: how to use a vibrator for masturbation.

Tang Wu's eyes widened in surprise, her cheeks instantly flushing red. She tried to close the web pages, but the mouse was in Lu Ming's hand,
so she had to give up. Her mind was in turmoil. Why did the webpage automatically recover? Why did she need Lu Ming to
fix her computer? Why…?

Lu Ming remained silent, quietly closing all the webpages, and the atmosphere became tense. Only their
breathing filled the air. Tang Wu's beautiful face was as red as an apple, and she remained silent. After a while, Lu Ming tentatively
asked , "Sister-in-law… is there something wrong with my brother in that area?"

Seeing Lu Ming break the silence and intentionally ignore the vibrator incident, Tang Wu calmed down, but her beautiful eyes still avoided
Lu Ming's gaze. She hesitated and said, "Maybe…"

Lu Ming knew perfectly well what was going on. He remembered that his brother and sister-in-law had been together for almost two years, but his sister-in-law hadn't gotten pregnant yet.
It turned out that one of them had a problem.

He pondered for a moment and offered his advice: "Sister-in-law, searching for information online isn't the solution. This kind of thing…
it's best to take Brother to the hospital for a checkup."

Tang Wu nodded slightly, agreeing with Lu Ming's suggestion. After thinking for a while, she said, "I heard from Sister Zhilin that her husband
is a doctor. Maybe I should consult him about the checkup another day."

"That's fine. This kind of illness can't be delayed; early treatment leads to a faster recovery," Lu Ming said without objection.

Tang Wu avoided Lu Ming's gaze and whispered, "Then I'm going to take a shower. You should get some rest."

"Okay, goodnight, sister-in-law!" Lu Ming left the room, closing the door behind him.

Tang Wu was alone in the room. She covered her burning cheeks with her hands, blushing with embarrassment. Recalling Lu Ming's
strange expression, she felt unbearably ashamed, wishing she could hide under the covers and never see the light of day again.

"Tang Wu, Tang Wu, you're so embarrassing…"

The next day, in Huanan City, at the Emperor Building, Hengxuan Auction Co., Ltd.

"Mr. Zhao... ah, I can't take it anymore, ah!"

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the 54th floor, a stunningly beautiful woman was panting
and moaning . Her white shirt was roughly torn open, her black semi-transparent bra was pulled down to her neck, and her two
high, round breasts bounced up and down. The crotch of her black stockings under her short skirt was ripped, and a thick, long penis was thrusting forcefully into
her wetness .

The man behind her was Zhao Heng. At this moment, his face was flushed, his eyes burning with desire, his hands tightly pressing against
her firm, plump buttocks, thrusting his hips, his thick, hot penis covered in the woman's fluids.

"Mr. Zhao... I... I'm coming, umm..." The uniformed beauty couldn't tell how many orgasms she had had.
Her hair was disheveled, her face was intoxicated, her slender waist trembled and heaved, and she let out a low, suppressed moan.

"Slut, I'll satisfy you, I'm going to cum too!" Zhao Heng roared, increasing the force of his thrusts, plunging his entire
penis into her pink slit, pouring his semen inside her without reservation.

The uniformed beauty enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasm, letting Zhao Heng plant his seed inside her, the gushing semen hitting
her flower valley, her face showing a sense of relief. No woman could withstand an hour of
high-frequency thrusting.

After Zhao Heng finished, he pulled his penis out of the beauty's lower body, and thick streams of semen flowed from her
alluring slit, dripping onto the floor. Her legs were already numb, and she sat down on the floor, one black-stockinged
foot exposed, her high heel nowhere to be seen.

"Clean up the room, remember to take your medicine." President Zhao was no longer obsessed with the woman's body, his lewd
face returning to its dignified appearance. After straightening his clothes, he slowly walked out of the office.

The uniformed beauty watched Zhao Heng walk away coldly and indifferently, a bitter smile playing on her lips. As a personal
secretary could sell was her body, thus she was destined to become her boss's plaything.

She took out a tissue and gently wiped her lower body, slipping her long, black-stockinged feet into her high heels, smoothing out her disheveled
skirt to avoid being noticed.

She was self-aware enough not to be foolish enough to threaten Zhao Heng with explicit photos or her reputation to extort any benefits, for
she had already heard of the tragic end of the previous personal secretary.

Her gaze inadvertently fell on the row of bookshelves in the office, her eyes filled with barely concealed jealousy. In her heart, she
roared , "Why does that woman have to win Mr. Zhao's favor? Even the setting for our lovemaking is different!"

Zhao Heng, naturally unconcerned about his female secretary's wild speculations, walked out of his office and saw another
female secretary waiting at the door. He asked in a low voice, "Is something the matter?"

Under Zhao Heng's imposing gaze, the young secretary appeared flustered and stammered, "Mr. Zhao...
Mr. Zhao, someone is waiting for you in the VIP room."

She had been standing at the door the whole time and could clearly hear the strange noises coming from the office. Being new to
the workforce , she felt completely lost.

"Who is it?"

"He, he is... um, he didn't say his name..." The young secretary's expression was off; her pretty face flushed slightly, and
she spoke timidly.

Zhao Heng's brows furrowed. "What did he say?"

Seeing her boss about to explode, the female secretary's breathing quickened. She said urgently, "He...he said he's your
father, Mr. Zhao, and he wants you to...to get over there quickly."

Zhao Heng remained expressionless, gave a curt "Oh," and was about to leave when he turned back to the timid secretary. "Are you
new? What's your name?"

The secretary nodded slightly, her eyes fixed on the ground, forcing a calm expression. "Mr. Zhao, you...you
can just call me Xiao Guo."

"Raise your head and look at me when you speak."

The female secretary paused, then slowly raised her head, her bright eyes meeting Zhao Heng's.

Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the girl before him. He noticed her exquisite features: willow-leaf eyebrows,
white teeth, bright eyes, and a high, smooth nose, giving her a gentle, approachable air.

Although petite, her figure appeared slender and graceful in her business uniform. The front of her white shirt
bulged slightly, revealing a pair of long, straight legs encased in black stockings,
exuding .

"From now on, you'll be my personal secretary," Zhao Heng said in a deep voice, leaving his seat. His voice
continued, "Work hard, and the company won't treat you unfairly."

The domineering boss's unquestionable words left Xiao Guo momentarily stunned, frozen in place.

Zhao Heng didn't linger, quickly proceeding to the VIP room. Two burly policemen stood at the door, checking
him thoroughly before letting him through.

Being searched by the police in his own company, Zhao Heng had no complaints, because the person waiting inside was indeed his
father, Zhao Yishun, the director of the Huanan City Public Security Bureau.

"You've finally arrived? Have a seat." Zhao Yishun sat calmly at the table, wearing glasses and reviewing documents
without looking up .

He was nearly fifty years old, with an ordinary appearance, a thin build, a few wrinkles on his forehead,
and slightly graying temples. His clothes were unremarkable, indistinguishable from an ordinary citizen.

But even this ordinary old man made Zhao Heng hold his breath, his expression extremely respectful. His father's
imposing image was deeply ingrained in his mind, and he dared not have any disrespectful thoughts.

"Father, next time you come, you can tell me in advance, so as not to…" Zhao Heng sat down opposite him, but Zhao Yishun stopped him
before finish speaking.

He raised his cloudy eyes, staring blankly at Zhao Heng, and said slowly, "So as not to disturb your good time,
right, Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Heng's face turned pale, and he forced a smile, wanting to explain but unable to. Zhao Yishun remained silent,
lowering his head again to slowly finish reading the documents in his hand.

Only the father and son were in the room; the air was as still as an execution ground. Zhao Yishun, having dealt with the underworld for years,
possessed a chilling and intimidating aura. His accumulated power made Zhao Heng feel like an ant on a hot plate, restless and
suffocating .

"Where's Luoxuan?" Zhao Yishun finally spoke, breaking the silence. He removed his glasses, his hawk-like
eyes fixed on Zhao Heng.

"Father, she's preparing for tomorrow night's charity auction. She'll be quite busy lately," Zhao Heng hurriedly answered
his father's question.

"Director Chen and those old men are going to launder a batch of goods. You need to follow up on it," Zhao Yishun said,
tossing the documents to Zhao Heng.

"No problem, I'll handle it. I'll have someone take care of some details," Zhao Heng replied, looking down at the documents.
Although the documents revealed an amount close to one billion, it didn't faze him.

"I won't feel at ease until you stop using my reputation to do your bidding," Zhao Yishun retorted coldly,
contradicting Zhao Heng's words.

Zhao Heng gave a bitter smile and said nothing. From the day Hengxuan Auction Company was established, he had anticipated that it would become a place for
money laundering . Sure enough, as the company grew larger and Zhao Yishun's influence
extended, the once clean water vat gradually became a murky cesspool.

Corrupt officials would submit counterfeit antiques for auction, using intermediaries to drive up prices to exorbitant levels, instantly laundering their ill-gotten gains
. Hengxuan could provide a series of authentication certificates and departmental stamps, facilitating access to all parties involved. In the end, the corrupt officials would sleep soundly with
huge money under their beds, while the auction company would collect high commissions—a win-win situation.

"Zhao Heng, I'm not here today for this matter." Zhao Yishun's eyes were cloudy as he stared intently at Zhao Heng,
and he said in a deep voice, "I just want to say a few words to you."

Zhao Heng only felt that those cloudy eyes were like sharp swords, their edge gleaming, causing a
cold sweat , as if he were completely exposed, without any cover.

"Abstain from greed, abstain from impetuosity, abstain from lust—these six words have always been my advice to you."

"Luoxuan is a good girl, and I hope you can cherish her. As one of the most important pawns of the Zhao family, you cannot afford
to lose her."

"For you, lust is the root of all evil. If you don't learn to restrain yourself, you will get into trouble sooner or later." "

If one day you go astray and damage the fundamental interests of the Zhao family, I, Zhao Yishun, will personally kill you!"

Zhao Heng's expression was solemn. He knew that his father meant what he said, and if he really acted rashly, he
would probably lose his life.

"Understood, Father!"

Zhao Yishun's expression softened as he listened to Zhao Heng's sincere tone. He
said

slowly, "The assassination attempt on Luoxuan that night wasn't so simple. I know what I'm doing, and you don't need to concern yourself with it anymore." Zhao Heng remained silent for a long time before nodding.

As evening approached and darkness fell, Lu Ming drove home. He had applied for a security captain position at
a well-known local company and had successfully passed the interview; he was just waiting for the final notification.

"Hiss—"

A screeching sound of tires jolted Lu Ming awake from his drowsy state. His nerves tightened instantly, and he gripped
the steering wheel tightly.

Ahead of him, a sedan was fleeing recklessly, pursued by two Land Rovers.

"Is this…a movie set?" Lu Ming stared blankly ahead, slowing down and
creating distance between himself and the three cars.

Fortunately, there were few vehicles and pedestrians nearby; otherwise, a serious traffic accident could have occurred.

Sometimes, fate slips by unexpectedly. Lu Ming didn't know his own fate, but he was
certain the Audi A8 in front of him was being mercilessly hammered.

Sandwiched between two Land Rovers, it was forced to the side of the road, its body badly damaged. No matter how its tires spun in place,
it couldn't escape the encirclement. Finally, its front end crashed into a wall, and it broke down.

Lu Ming hesitated for a moment, then parked his Grand Cherokee nearby, not making any rash moves, but observing the situation. He didn't like
getting involved in trouble, and if creditors were chasing him, he had no reason to intervene.

After the Audi was forced to stop, Lu Ming saw its distinctive license plate number, and his expression turned serious. It
was a high-ranking official vehicle.

Six masked, burly men emerged from the Land Rover, each wielding a sharp blade, and slowly approached the Audi.
Inside the Audi, besides the driver, were an elderly man in his sixties and a middle-aged man in a suit,
seemingly the elderly man's bodyguard.

The driver, his expression impassioned, and the middle-aged man escorted the elderly man to safety, each holding a pistol, instantly
felling one of the approaching enemies.

One of the masked men attempted to draw his gun in retaliation, but the leader shook his head to stop him. The other men were incredibly agile,
flanking the three men's retreat, wielding sharp blades and engaging the middle-aged man in close combat.

Lu Ming's pupils constricted as he carefully studied the black-clad man's swordsmanship. The assassination techniques were so familiar; they were
the typical style of the Assassins.

Whether driven by old grudges or an impulse to act righteously, Lu Ming knew he couldn't remain a bystander
; he had to do something.

The middle-aged man, a skilled bodyguard, held his own against several burly men in black, buying time for the old man's
retreat . However, fighting three against one, he was ultimately outmatched.

Soon, he was covered in knife wounds, swaying precariously. He roared at the driver, "Get the leader away!"

The driver, his mouth gushing blood, was only armed with a pistol for self-defense. The men in black moved with ghostly
agility , one of them wielding a master swordsman, cleanly severing the driver's wrist. Blood
gushed from the wound.

"Ah!!!" The driver knelt on the ground, clutching his severed hand and howling in agony. Behind him, the old man, also
wounded in the abdomen, staggered and collapsed.

The old man was covered in blood, his collar disheveled, but his spirit remained sharp, his eyes gleaming with a quiet authority as he calmly stared at
the black-clad leader before him.

"Old man, I'm sorry, I'm just doing my job. Don't worry, we won't kill you, it'll just be
a hassle you to make the trip." The leader in black smiled, revealing his white teeth.

"You'll regret this." The old man gasped, his voice hoarse and low. One hand trembled as he
clutched his abdomen, where blood slowly trickled from a knife wound.

"Oh, really?" The leader in black shook his head, picked up a sharp dagger, grabbed the driver's hair,
and plunged it into the driver's chest, spurting out bright red blood.

The driver's eyes widened, and he collapsed to the ground, his lips slightly parted, his body trembling weakly, a large pool of blood staining
the ground red.

"I don't know when I'll regret this, but you'll definitely regret your offensive words and actions!"

The old man listened to the leader in black's cold words, slowly closing his eyes, the muscles on his aged face
trembling , revealing his inner turmoil.

"Stop struggling. If you resist any longer, you'll bleed to death without us even lifting a finger."
The leader in black sneered, gesturing for two men in black to help the old man up and drag him into the SUV.

The middle-aged man collapsed to the ground, clutching his wounds. Faced with the enemy's encirclement, he possessed great
martial arts skills but was powerless to help the old man.

"Boom—!"

A roaring Grand Cherokee crashed into the crowd, knocking three men in black away and blocking the way for the old man.
The leader in black dodged in time and was unharmed.

"You're asking for death!" the leader in black roared angrily, charging towards the driver's side of the Grand Cherokee. But the driver's door was
kicked open instantly, and Lu Ming pounced out like a hawk, his sharp legwork instantly repelling the leader's attack.

"Old man, get in the car!" Lu Ming shouted, punching the leader in black with all his might. He knew the principle of
capturing and showed no mercy.

"Who are you!" The leader of the black-clad men was both shocked and furious, his body staggering backward, his hands aching, his arms trembling slightly
. He had only exchanged blows for a few moments before being completely outmatched, his heart filled with horror.

Lu Ming didn't waste words with him, silently meeting his attack head-on. Even with two more men in black joining the fray, he handled them with ease.
The old man, knowing this was a rare opportunity, slowly stood up and climbed into the Grand Cherokee.

When the leader of the black-clad men saw Lu Ming's face clearly, he was struck dumb, his eyes flashing with disbelief as
he stared at him, trembling as he said, "You...you are..."

Seeing the old man get into the car, the middle-aged man shouted to Lu Ming, "Young man, please escort him
to , I beg you!"

Lu Ming, distracted by the attacks of the three men in black, asked suspiciously, "And what about you?"

"Don't worry about me, they're not targeting me!" The middle-aged man, covered in blood, his eyes contorted with rage, exuded
an overwhelming aura , unleashing boundless power that made it difficult for the men in black to get close.

Several passersby had already called the police, but dared not approach, watching from a distance.

Lu Ming didn't hesitate; he knew the old man was a powerful figure, his life in danger at any moment, and he couldn't
delay any longer.

"Stop him!" The black-clad leader, his emotions churning, ordered three men in black to halt Lu Ming's advance.

"It's immoral to outnumber the enemy," Lu Ming said gently, his palms powerful and forceful,
forcing the three men back.

Lu Ming turned and got into the driver's seat of the Grand Cherokee, slamming on the gas. The car kicked up a cloud of dust, instantly leaving his
enemies behind.

"Boss, should we still chase him?" one of the men in black asked angrily, clutching his chest where several ribs were broken. The faint sound of police sirens
in the distance fueled his anger.

"No, this opportunity has been missed. With that old guy's influence, the organization will inevitably face a violent
backlash ." The black-clad leader sighed, watching the Grand Cherokee drive away, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

The middle-aged man, exhausted and severely injured, collapsed to the ground, unconscious. The young driver wasn't
so lucky; he had been dead for some time.

A man in black respectfully asked, "Boss, what should we do with this man?"

"Never mind, let's retreat." The leader of the men in black completely disregarded the middle-aged man's life and death, issuing the order to retreat.

At this moment, Lu Ming was speeding at 120 km/h, running several red lights, because the elderly man beside him had lost
too much blood and had fallen into a coma. Thin streams of blood flowed down his abdomen, dripping onto the seat,
instantly staining it red.

"Hey, hey, old man, you have to hold on!" Lu Ming shouted anxiously, shaking the old man's shoulder as he drove
. In a flash, he recalled the acupoints of the human body's meridians in his mind, and reached out...
He pressed several acupoints on the old man's lower back and abdomen, then fully reclined the seat.

Sure enough, the old man's knife wound miraculously stopped bleeding. Still worried, Lu Ming took out a wad of tissues and pressed them
firmly against the bleeding wound before stopping.

"Young man...life and death are in the hands of fate...wealth and honor are predetermined, it's all destined..." the old man slowly awoke,
uttering a few words that startled the tense Lu Ming.

"You have to hold on, old man, this car is brand new..." Lu Ming muttered, afraid the old man would
n't make it this far, and then things would truly be bad luck.

"Haha, don't worry...cough cough, I...Lin Zhengtian's life, who dares to take it!" The old man's face was slightly flushed,
his expression excited, his voice strong and deafening, but due to the aggravation of his lower back wound,
large beads of sweat dripped from his graying temples.

"Alright, alright, old man, don't be so stubborn."

Lin Zhengtian, Lin Zhengtian? The name sounded familiar… Lu Ming couldn’t quite place it. Just as he was about to ask
the old man a question, they arrived at the First Municipal Hospital.

Several medical staff carefully helped the old man onto a stretcher, put him on a ventilator, and quickly wheeled him to
the emergency room. Lu Ming accompanied him the whole way, checking on the old man’s safety.

“What’s your relationship with the patient?” a doctor asked Lu Ming.

“I don’t know him,” Lu Ming blurted out without thinking.

The doctor looked at Lu Ming suspiciously. He sensed something was amiss and hesitated, wondering if he should
call the police . Just then, he was surprised to see the hospital director running towards him, his expression very serious, followed by several specialist doctors.

“Where is the patient now?” the director asked the doctor, panting heavily, his obese body trembling.

“In the emergency room, waiting for surgery.”

“Go in quickly! Right now!” The director, not bothering to wipe the sweat from his face, instructed several of the most senior
specialists to go into the emergency room.

"Dean, this...I..." The attending physician stood there dumbfounded. After asking him some
questions ignored him and pulled Lu Ming over to sit on a stool nearby.

"Young man, we really owe you a lot for your bravery this time. How should I address you?" The dean looked
at Lu Ming with a kind and amiable expression, but his chubby face squeezed his eyes into slits.

"Dean, you're too kind. I'm just an ordinary person, doing my part." After Lu Ming finished speaking,
seeing the dean still staring at him with a smile, he felt a chill run down his spine and awkwardly chuckled, "My name is Lu Ming."

"Young man Lu, right? Good, good, good indeed, a true hero in his youth!" The dean patted Lu Ming's shoulder and
said with a smile. The attending physician, standing or sitting, could only awkwardly agree.

A commotion came from the hospital entrance in the distance, followed by the appearance of dozens of fully armed special police officers who sealed off
the main gate and all the backup exits, on high alert, leading unsuspecting people to mistakenly believe that they were arresting some major drug lord.

A group of people, escorted by special police, arrived at the entrance of the emergency room. The hospital director, with sharp eyes, immediately stood
up and approached a middle-aged man, fawningly saying, "Mayor Wu, you've arrived!"

"Hmm, what's the situation inside?" the man addressed as Mayor Wu asked the director, frowning.
At the same time , more specialists and doctors arrived.

The director suddenly remembered his location, his expression immediately turning serious. He sighed, "The chief has just begun
resuscitation efforts . Due to excessive blood loss, the current situation is not optimistic."

Mayor Wu pondered for a moment and issued an important instruction: "Do everything possible to save him, at all costs."

Outside the emergency room, officials of all ranks entered, holding their breath, awaiting the medical results. A plainly dressed, bald old man approached
from a distance ; he would have gone unnoticed on the street, but his arrival made everyone present feel immense pressure. 　　"Old Zhao, you've arrived," Mayor Wu said calmly to the bald old man. 　　"Mayor Wu, I am truly ashamed. This time, I have failed in my duty," the bald old man said with
a somber expression . 　　The hospital director hurriedly echoed, "Director Zhao, you've done very well! Apprehending the criminal so quickly prevented further harm to society!" 　　The bald old man, addressed as Director Zhao, remained silent, his cloudy eyes fixed on Lu Ming, who sat quietly . 　　Lu Ming felt as if he were being stared at by a tiger; a chilling aura ran down his spine—a feeling he had rarely experienced since returning from military service . He adopted a harmless expression and smiled gently at the bald old man. 　　He knew, of course, who the old man was—Zhao Yishun, the father of his rival, Zhao Heng. 　　As the director of the Huanan City Public Security Bureau, Zhao Yishun possessed two contradictory qualities: one was the image of a disheveled , dejected old man, and the other was an iron-blooded, authoritative figure that instilled fear in criminals. 　　Since assuming the position of bureau chief, he has ignited three major initiatives. The first was dismantling a large transnational human trafficking syndicate ; the second was organizing a cross-provincial "Fox Hunt" operation, arresting dozens of Class A wanted criminals who had been on the run; and the third was bringing the perennially high crime rate in Huanan City to a historic low. 　　He was incredibly powerful, even underworld leaders treated him with deference, and both the legitimate and criminal worlds preferred to privately call him "Tiger Zhao." It could be said that even before joining the provincial party committee, his mere sneeze could send shivers down Huanan City's spine. 　　The obese director, seeing Zhao Yishun scrutinizing Lu Ming, hurriedly explained, "Director Zhao, this is young ; he's the one who saved the leader." 　　Zhao Yishun grunted but said nothing, leaving Lu Ming standing to the side. Lu Ming didn't care about Zhao Yishun's attitude; he had no time to ponder it. 　　As various officials arrived one after another and gathered together, Lu Ming felt increasingly irritated but continued to wait patiently. Finally , the emergency room doors opened, and several doctors emerged. 　　"The patient is out of danger and in stable condition. We'll transfer him to the intensive care unit shortly." As soon as the doctor finished speaking, the officials present applauded, each beaming with relief. Even if they were faking it, they had to force a smile. 　　After receiving the doctor's diagnosis, Lu Ming knew he was done and turned to leave, heading out of the hospital. 　　But unexpectedly, before he even stepped out the door, two SWAT officers approached from behind, swiftly handcuffed , and began searching his body. 　　"We suspect you are involved in a murder case. Please come with us for questioning," said one of the officers in uniform.

A middle-aged man with a buzz cut stood in front of Lu Ming and spoke slowly, his eyes cold and his tone icy.

"Officers, I think you've misunderstood something," Lu Ming said calmly, offering no resistance. However, if he wanted to
break free, he had ten ways to knock the two SWAT officers to the ground.

"Whether it's a real misunderstanding or a fake one, we'll discuss it back at the station," the buzz-cut man said indifferently, gesturing for the two SWAT officers
to take Lu Ming into custody.

"Can the police arrest people in broad daylight without cause? That old man can be a witness and clear my name!"
Lu Ming appeared calm, but inwardly he cursed. Could he be framed for saving someone?

The buzz-cut man raised an eyebrow, leaned close to Lu Ming's ear, and whispered, "Heh, I need to tell you the procedure. If I
want to arrest you, I don't need any reason. Putting you in jail for a day is perfectly within the rules."

"Take him away!" the buzz-cut man ordered, ordering the two SWAT officers to take Lu Ming away.

Lu Ming really wanted to give the buzz-cut man a taste of being thoroughly beaten. Just then, a gentle
voice came: "Hmm? What are you doing?"

The crew-cut man saw the young man walking towards him, his lips twitched slightly, and his smile stiffened as he said, "Secretary Sun, I
was just planning to take him back to the station for questioning. This is a major incident, concerning the safety of the leader, we can't afford
to careless!"

"Ridiculous, the matter is still undetermined, and besides, young Lu Ming is the leader's savior..." Secretary Sun
said discontentedly, "The leader has already woken up and specifically asked for Lu Ming, why aren't you releasing him?"

A glint flashed in the crew-cut man's eyes, and he turned to the two special police officers and shouted, "Release him! I told you long ago,
young Lu Ming is not a suspect! You bunch of fools!"

Clearly, this wasn't the first time they had taken the blame for their superior, the two special police officers silently released Lu Ming's hand and stood
aside. Lu Ming began to feel sorry for the two SWAT officers, rubbing his slightly numb wrists and muttering, "Yeah,
fools..."

The crew-cut man stared at Lu Ming with a sinister expression, snorted coldly, and led the SWAT officers out of the hospital gate.
The man called Secretary Sun smiled and pulled Lu Ming over, introducing himself, "Hello, I'm the leader's secretary, Sun Bin. The leader
is waiting for you in the ICU, please come with me."

Sun Bin was very amiable, with a handsome and refined appearance, exuding a scholarly air, which immediately made Lu Ming feel good about him. He
shook hands with him, saying, "Hello, Secretary Sun, you can just call me Lu Ming."

The two chatted as they walked. Lu Ming hesitated for a moment and asked Sun Bin, "Secretary Sun,
who exactly is this leader you're talking about?"

Sun Bin looked at Lu Ming with disbelief, then shook his head and smiled, "Comrade Lu Ming, you haven't been watching
the news you?"

"Hmm, not much."

"Chief Lin Zhengtian is the Governor of Guangnan Province, Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, and a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee," Sun Bin said slowly,
sighing , "Just a few days ago, the Chief's granddaughter narrowly escaped disaster. Who would have thought... sigh...
how many vested interests have been affected by this reform?"

Lu Ming pondered Sun Bin's words. He hadn't cared whether Lin Zhengtian was the Governor or the Provincial Party Committee Secretary, but
the attack on the Governor's granddaughter naturally reminded him of his beloved goddess, Lin Luoxuan.

This... it was too much of a coincidence! Grandfather and granddaughter were both attacked, and he had saved them both. This kind of
plot, only seen in movies or novels, had actually happened.

Lu Ming didn't see it as a stroke of luck. Only a fool would try to claim credit. From the attackers' perspective, he
had repeatedly ruined their plans and would definitely be targeted. From Lin Zhengtian's perspective, he felt more like he was
acting in concert with the enemy, and if he ended up in jail, no one would dare bail him out.

Lu Ming's mind was in turmoil. He glanced at the special care unit ahead, hesitating whether to go in.
Four heavily armed special police officers stood guard at the ward door . Seeing Lu Ming approach, they blocked his way.

"Let him in. No one else is allowed in without my permission," Sun Bin
said calmly to the officers, then opened the door and went inside.

Lu Ming, maintaining a calm demeanor, followed Sun Bin into the room. Lying on the bed in the special care ward was an elderly man,
none other than Governor Lin Zhengtian. He opened his slightly closed eyes and, seeing Lu Ming enter, smiled kindly: "
Young man , what's your name?"

"Sir, my name is Lu Ming," Lu Ming said calmly, sitting down in a chair.

"Oh…you know who I am now." Lin Zhengtian smiled slightly. Although his face was pale, his spirits
were good, and his eyes were bright.

"Sir, I'm truly sorry. I only learned your name from Secretary Sun," Lu Ming said
sincerely, his expression natural, trying not to arouse suspicion in the elderly man before him.

"Lu Ming, I heard your name a few days ago." Lin Zhengtian picked up his water glass, took
a sip, then stared at Lu Ming, saying in a deep voice, "I knew your
whole identity the day after my granddaughter was attacked... That kid Zhao Heng thought he could hide that from me."

Lu Ming remained silent; his worst fear had come true. But Lin Zhengtian changed the subject, patting him on the shoulder with satisfaction and
smiling, "Lu Ming, you've done our Lin family a favor twice. I'm not senile; I don't have
so many wild thoughts."

"Old Lin, it's what I should do," Lu Ming smiled, easing the awkwardness in his expression.

Sun Bin stood to the side, smiling gently at Lu Ming, then put down the phone and said to Lin Zhengtian, "Sir,
I just heard that Deputy Secretary Zhou has suddenly gone out for training and probably won't be visiting you."

"At this sensitive time, anything can seem suspicious, but that shouldn't be
a reason ," Lin Zhengtian said calmly, his eyes seemingly seeing through everything.

"Your analysis is correct, sir," Sun Bin nodded in response.

"Since it involves the fundamental interests of certain people, I think it's time to clean up their henchmen. We need to teach them
a lesson and set them in their proper place." Lin Zhengtian spoke at length, and Sun Bin, with a serious expression, noted down everything the old man said.

"Lu Ming and I have something to discuss for a while," Lin Zhengtian gestured, and Sun Bin immediately nodded, leaving
the ward and gently closing the door behind him.

Only Lu Ming and Lin Zhengtian remained in the room. Lin Zhengtian fell into deep thought, then asked, "You served in the Northern Frontier Military Region
before ? Why did you leave the special forces after joining them?"

The old man knew him well, so Lu Ming didn't need to hide anything. His tone became weary: "Yes,
" I joined the 290th Special Forces Regiment. I still had five years left before my discharge, but my father suddenly died in a car accident, and
my mother's old illness relapsed... I had no choice but to come back to earn money to support my mother's medical care."

"Absurd! As a military family member, hasn't the military region fulfilled its duty of consideration?" Lin Zhengtian
raised , his tone displeased. Lu Ming simply smiled and remained silent.

So much time had passed; Lu Ming didn't want to dwell on it.

"I think there's something fishy going on here. Once I've recovered, I'll ask Commander Li for clarification..." Lin Zhengtian
's emotions were slightly agitated, and he said indignantly, "Don't let the soldiers' spirits be dampened!"

At this moment, Lu Ming actually felt a sense of goodwill towards the old man in front of him. Ever since he was kicked out of the army, he had no good feelings towards
officials . He said with emotion, "Old Lin, thank you."

"Haha, if you don't do your job as an official, what kind of official are you? This is what I should do. The Special Forces 290th Regiment you mentioned... is
the Tianlang Special Forces? That's the most glorious and mysterious unit in the Northern Xinjiang Military Region."

Lin Zhengtian was full of praise. Looking at Lu Ming's astonished expression, he smiled and said, "I used to be the deputy secretary of the Northern Xinjiang Province for
a period time, so I have some knowledge of the situation in the military region."

Lin Zhengtian's words stirred up his past memories, and he couldn't help but recall the days when he entered the military region. At that time, he
was just a naive and ignorant teenager. After a year of intensive training, he was fortunate enough to be recruited into the legendary
Special Forces 290th Regiment, also known as the Tianlang Special Forces.

Entering the special forces, Lu Ming finally understood how blurred the line between life and death truly was. Unlike
other units in the military region, the Sirius Unit, from its inception, was ordered to carry out various secret missions in the Middle East,
constantly living amidst the flames of war.

Lu Ming's overall abilities improved rapidly after joining the special forces, not because he was exceptionally talented, but because
the enemy always had a blade hanging over his head; to stand still was to retreat, and retreat meant death. Two years passed, and
of the twenty comrades who joined with him, only he remained, becoming
one of .

Time flew by, but he still remembered the wonderful times he spent with his comrades, that pure and passionate friendship,
which was invaluable and he cherished deeply.

At this moment, the hospital room door opened, interrupting Lu Ming's thoughts, and a beautiful figure rushed in—it was Lin Luoxuan, the woman he had long
admired .

"Grandpa, what's wrong? I rushed over as soon as I got the news!" Lin Luoxuan said anxiously, her beautiful eyes
slightly red. She walked to Lin Zhengtian's side, her slender white hand tightly gripping his aged wrist. Because her attention was focused on Lin Zhengtian
, she didn't know that the man beside her was Lu Ming.

"Xuan'er, Grandpa is fine, I'm in good health!" Lin Zhengtian gave Luoxuan a doting smile. Lu
Ming could tell that he loved this granddaughter very much.

"Grandpa, I just called Father, he's still on a business trip, so I came straight from the company...
Aunt Xia should be here soon too." Luoxuan was afraid that her grandfather would overthink things, so she quickly explained.

"Good granddaughter, I know all that. Here, take a tissue and wipe your tears." Lin Zhengtian
said to Lin Luoxuan with a smile, "You've always loved to cry since you were little, that habit hasn't changed!"

"Grandpa, you're teasing me again." Luoxuan smiled through her tears and took a tissue.

After Luo Xuan wiped away her tears, Lin Zhengtian pointed at Lu Ming and said with a smile, "Xuan'er, you should thank
Lu Ming . He saved me, otherwise... it would have been a disaster..."

"Lu Ming?" Luo Xuan was stunned for a moment before realizing that Lu Ming was sitting silently to the side. Because Lu Ming was turned
away from her, she hadn't noticed his presence at first.

"Luo Xuan, it's been a long time." Lu Ming smiled brightly. Facing his beloved goddess, he no longer had
the humility he used to have, and smiled calmly.

"Lu Ming, what... what happened?" Luo Xuan stared blankly at Lu Ming, her cherry lips slightly parted,
her expression complicated.

Lu Ming recounted everything that had happened. Luo Xuan's bright eyes were fixed on him,
her breathing slightly rapid, her heart surging with Lu Ming's words.

"Lu Ming... thank you." After calming down, Lin Luo Xuan's beautiful eyes shone with tenderness
as she .

"We're old classmates, no need for formalities, it's what I should do," Lu Ming laughed heartily,
rising . He glanced at the time and tactfully said, "It's getting late, you two continue your conversation, I won't disturb you."

Seeing Lu Ming turn to leave, Luo Xuan's eyes held complex emotions. She wanted to say something, but the words stuck in
her throat. Fortunately, Lin Zhengtian stopped Lu Ming: "Lu Ming, don't go yet, this old man wants to ask you a favor."

Lu Ming hurriedly replied, "Mr. Lin, please tell me what you need, I won't refuse anything I can do!"

"Haha, that's good!" Lin Zhengtian said with a smile. He looked at Luo Xuan, pondered for a moment, and said, "I
... I'd like to hire you as Xuan'er's bodyguard and driver, especially during this sensitive period, Xuan'er's security
needs to be strengthened."

Both Lu Ming and Lin Luo Xuan were caught off guard by Lin Zhengtian's sudden decision. Luo Xuan remained silent for a moment, while Lu Ming asked疑惑地
问道, "Mr. Lin, why is it necessary to strengthen security during this time?"

"Hmm... Huanan City hasn't been cleaned up in a long time; it needs a thorough overhaul." Lin Zhengtian leaned against the bed, his
sharp eyes slightly narrowed, and spoke calmly.

Lu Ming keenly sensed an unusual political signal. He could feel that the old man before him was accumulating
energy, waiting for the right moment to unleash it completely.

"Grandpa, you haven't asked Lu Ming if he agrees yet? Besides, I already have a driver. This arrangement..."
Lin Luoxuan hesitated for a moment before speaking softly.

"Xuan'er, you're too confused," Lin Zhengtian sighed. "Your attack is
inextricably ."

Ignoring Luoxuan's shocked expression, Lin Zhengtian continued, "I didn't want to alert him, but
now that things have come to this, there's no need to keep him around any longer. In any case, all the underworld in Huanan City must be thoroughly cleaned up."

Luoxuan looked at Lu Ming, waiting for him to speak.

Lu Ming thought for a moment and replied, "Mr. Lin, I have no experience as a bodyguard, and I'm afraid I'm not qualified for
this job..."

"Lu Ming, I have witnessed your abilities... As for the salary, I will offer you
ten times ," Lin Zhengtian said with a smile.

"Of course... I have one more condition. As a bodyguard, you must stay at Xuan'er's house for the time being. I'll have someone discuss
the specifics with you."

Lu Ming wanted to say something more, but Lin Zhengtian stopped him, directly issuing an order to leave: "Alright, this old man
needs to rest. You can leave now."

Clearly, Lin Luoxuan was already used to her grandfather's temper. She gave Lu Ming an apologetic smile,
got up and walked out of the ward with him.

Sun Bin had been standing outside the door. Seeing Lu Ming and Lin Luoxuan come out together, he smiled and said, "Lu Ming, how is the Chief's
health ?"

"Old Lin's health is alright, but she should rest and avoid being disturbed," Lu Ming nodded in response.

"Uncle Sun, you go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about us," Luoxuan said softly to Sun Bin.

Sun Bin glanced at Lu Ming with a teasing smile. "Alright, I'll take care of the others first." He
gave Lu Ming his phone number and leaned closer to whisper, "Just contact me if you need anything." "

Oh, by the way, here's a check for 500,000 yuan. It's for your car repairs, at the behest of the chief. You must accept it."
Afraid Lu Ming would refuse, Sun Bin slipped it into his pocket.

"Thank you, Secretary Sun." Lu Ming shook hands with him and smiled. Whether Sun Bin's actions were due to Lin Zhengtian's attitude
or his admiration for him, Lu Ming felt Sun Bin was a sincere friend, worth associating with.

Lin Luoxuan was preoccupied. She leaned against the wall, took off her beige coat, revealing her alluring figure. She
wore a simple white sweater and a pink pencil skirt, her long, beautiful legs clad in gray stockings—
a standard business outfit, both ladylike and simple yet elegant.

"Lu Ming, thank you so much, I'm sorry to have troubled you again," Luo Xuan said softly to Lu Ming, draping her
beige coat over her chest to conceal her sexy and alluring curves.

"Anyone else would have done the same, I'm probably just bolder," Lu Ming said gently, his
clear eyes fixed on Luo Xuan's stunning face, inwardly full of praise.

Luo Xuan remembered what her grandfather had told her and hesitated, "Lu Ming, if you're going to stay at my house for a while,
you need a suitable reason for the transition, so Aunt Xia can explain it, and I don't want Heng-ge to have any reservations
..."

Hearing Luo Xuan mention Heng-ge's name, Lu Ming felt a pang of unease, but he calmly replied, "Oh, then Luo Xuan,
what do you think is best?"

If Zhao Heng found out that Lin Zhengtian had arranged for him to stay at Luo Xuan's house, given Zhao Heng's jealous nature, Lu Ming
could easily guess his reaction.

"Hmm... how about this, since your Chinese is so good, how about... you tutor my sister in Chinese
?" Luo Xuan thought for a long time and finally came up with a half-baked solution.

"Okay, then I'll come to your house starting from National Day." Lu Ming readily agreed, not caring at all about Luo Xuan using
her sister a shield. Of course, getting closer to his goddess in daily life was
just around the corner. Luo Xuan's pretty face flushed slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed ahead, her breathing uneven, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. Lu Ming noticed

this small gesture . 　　"Luoxuan, is there something you want to tell me?" 　　"Hmm, let me think..." 　　Luoxuan thought for a long time, took a deep breath, and asked Lu Ming, "Lu Ming, that day...did you accept Heng Ge's 2 million reward?" 　　Lu Ming didn't expect Luoxuan to ask this question. Without hesitation, he answered directly and affirmatively, "Yes, why ?" 　　"You..." Tears instantly welled up in Luoxuan's eyes, her expression somber. She whispered, "That night, I promised you that after I satisfied your desires, everything would be over...why did you still insist on demanding such a high reward ?" 　　"This matter...I..." Lu Ming finally understood what Luoxuan meant. He wanted to refute, but he had already accepted the reward. If he tried to argue, his words would be weak and powerless. 　　"If you are greedy for money, I can understand, but you don't need to further defile me, because I will feel very cheap." Lin Luoxuan said with a sob in her voice. The tears in her eyes did not fall, but gradually evaporated and slowly subsided . 　　Lu Ming felt a lump in his throat, wanting to comfort the person before him, but now he was nobody; perhaps in Luo Xuan's eyes, he was just a toad. 　　The two fell silent. Luo Xuan stared blankly at the ground, while Lu Ming tried to recall the details of his conversation , only to discover some unusual clues. Combined with Luo Xuan's strange text messages, Lu Ming vaguely guessed that Zhao Heng might be behind it all. 　　"Luo Xuan, whether you think I'm a toad or a lecher, I do need money; that's an undeniable fact," Lu Ming said calmly, looking at Luo Xuan. 　　Luo Xuan's delicate body stiffened slightly. She raised her bright and dignified face, her beautiful eyes meeting Lu Ming's, listening patiently, waiting for him to continue. 　　"But I have never desecrated my sincere feelings for you. In my heart, you are like a pure angel. I cherish you so much, how could I bear to make you sad?" Lu Ming's emotional words made Luo Xuan blush slightly, her eyes avoiding his gaze, responding in silence. 　　"From the moment Zhao Heng paid me to write love letters for him, I regretted it." 　　"I never asked Zhao Heng for these two million, nor did I want to speculate on his true intentions in forcing the money on me." Lu Ming said each word carefully, clearly feeling a slight tremor in Luo Xuan's body . 　　"Luoxuan, since you've asked me this, it means you have reservations about it. I hope you can make your own judgment and try to uncover the truth instead of blindly believing others." 　　Luoxuan frowned slightly. Although she subconsciously began to believe Lu Ming's words, a hint of dissatisfaction showed on her face: "Heng-ge would never lie to me, and I believe him... I think there's just some misunderstanding between you two." 　　"Originally there was nothing, so where can dust settle? This is a true reflection of my heart. I hope you can understand someday." Lu Ming smiled, his mind clear and his expression calm. 　　Luoxuan saw Lu Ming's expression and felt a pang of pity, along with a strange suspicion . What would she do if Zhao Heng lied to her one day? 　　"Well... then I'll apologize to you. I did misunderstand you before." Lin Luoxuan nodded slightly.

Yang looked at Lu Ming sincerely, relieved.

"Hmm, I accept your apology." Lu Ming's lips curled into a smug smile.

Lin Luoxuan snorted, "You rascal, you're acting innocent after getting the benefit." The atmosphere between the two began to harmonize.
After resolving their past grievances, Lu Ming and Luoxuan cherished their regained friendship even more.

Lin Luoxuan's feelings for Lu Ming were no longer just simple friendship, especially after their
cuddling , their feelings had become more complex.

"Luoxuan, did you change your phone?" Lu Ming asked casually.

"Yes, I'll give you the new number." Luoxuan gave Lu Ming her new phone number and also
backed up his old one.

"Hmm? Luoxuan, you're here. Have you finished dinner?" A male voice from afar interrupted their conversation.
Lu Ming looked up and saw it was Zhao Heng's father, Zhao Yishun, the director of the Huanan City Public Security Bureau.

He had completely changed his dejected and gloomy demeanor, his face now appearing kind and approachable, with a ruddy glow. He
approached said with a smile

, "Uncle, I haven't eaten yet. I just finished work at the company and rushed to the hospital." Lin Luo Xuan smiled gently at
Zhao Yishun , her manner gentle and obedient.

"Oh? That's perfect. Zhao Heng will be here soon too. Why don't you two go out to eat together?" Zhao Yishun's face
was amiable, a complete change from his previous interactions with Lu Ming, making Lu Ming admire the old man's quick change of attitude.

"Okay, Uncle, will you come eat with us?" Luo Xuan asked Zhao Yishun politely.

"Hehe, what am I, an old man, doing here during young people's rendezvous?" Zhao Yishun glanced at Lu Ming a few times as he mentioned the
word ."

Why is this old man looking at me like that? Is he worried I'll steal your daughter-in-law? Lu Ming thought to himself with a hint of unease.

"Xuan'er, you're here!" As if on cue, Zhao Heng appeared. Lu Ming saw Zhao Heng
approaching and shouted to Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan stretched out her slender, jade-like arm and waved to Zhao Heng, a sweet smile spreading across her lips. This gesture
dealt Lu Ming another devastating blow. Lu Ming thought to himself, "Zhao Heng, you're playing dirty tricks.
Don't blame me for cheating on you later."

Zhao Heng wore a sharp, clean dark purple suit, his hair flowing naturally. Tall and handsome, he resembled a cunning
and domineering CEO, drawing frequent glances from the female nurses.

Zhao Yishun and his son nodded slightly, then left the hospital with several special police officers. Throughout, he
ignored , without even explaining why he had been arrested.

Zhao Heng pulled Luo Xuan into his arms, kissed her delicate lips, patted her shoulder, and said gently
, "Xuan'er, how is Grandpa Lin's condition? May I go in to visit him?"

Luo Xuan, having been caught kissing by Zhao Heng in public, blushed and said softly, "Brother Heng, Grandpa's health
is fine. Let's come another day so he can rest properly."

Lu Ming, left standing to the side, was destined to receive this public display of affection from his lover.

"Alright, another day then. I have some tonics here; I'll have someone deliver them to Grandpa later."
Zhao Heng placed bags of tonics on the cabinet beside the door, coordinated with the special police, and handled everything efficiently
.

"Lu Ming, what a coincidence, you're here too?" Zhao Heng exclaimed in surprise. Lu Ming
greeted him warmly, "Zhao Heng, we meet again!"

Luo Xuan pulled Lu Ming over and told him everything that had happened. Zhao Heng wasn't really concerned about Lu Ming's
affairs. Even with his exceptional martial arts skills, he couldn't easily break through the barriers of social class. His gaze lingered more on
Luo Xuan's pert breasts and her slender, smooth legs encased in gray stockings.

Of course, Luo Xuan's earlier touch on Lu Ming's wrist had made Zhao Heng a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't
show it . Fortunately, Luo Xuan didn't continue holding on, and her expression remained unchanged.

"Xuan'er, I'm a little hungry. How about I take you out for dinner?" Zhao Heng smiled at Luo Xuan.
After receiving her affirmative answer, he asked Lu Ming, "Old classmate, want to come along?"

For a moment, Lu Ming had the urge to agree and then exploit Zhao Heng financially, but there was no rush.
He politely declined Zhao Heng's "kindness" and left the hospital alone.

"Xuan'er, I'll take you to experience a drive-in movie theater later," Zhao Heng said, putting his arm around Luo Xuan's waist
as they walked .

"A drive-in movie theater? That sounds special," Luo Xuan said, her face showing curiosity and interest.

"A drive-in movie theater, as the name suggests, is watching a movie inside a car. Of course, the larger the car, the
more space you have to move around, and the better the experience!"

Zhao Heng's gaze lingered on Luo Xuan's high breasts, his hand slowly caressing her round, pert buttocks, then
lingering at the base of her slender, gray-stockinged legs.

"Don't be silly..." Luo Xuan was powerless to resist, her face flushed with shyness, before quickly getting into the car, afraid that Zhao Heng
would do something inappropriate in public.

Before getting into the car, Zhao Heng greeted Lu Ming, who was walking over, displaying a victorious air. Lu Ming remained
calm, offering no comment.

But that didn't mean he was in a good mood; he was deeply melancholy, drinking alone at a bar that night. He feared the alcohol would only deepen
his sorrow, and he had already drunk five strong cocktails, his tongue numb.

He repeatedly recalled every moment Zhao Heng and Luo Xuan spent together, a wave of bitterness washing over him, causing his emotions to rise and fall. 　　"Heh, I guess Zhao Heng has succeeded by now, hasn't he?" Lu Ming looked at the time, a self-deprecating laugh
escaping his lips . 　　He recalled a joke he'd read online: if your wife isn't a virgin, there's no doubt her ex has thoroughly explored and unlocked her potential. The image of his neighbor Zhou Zhilin's mature, alluring body flashed through his mind, and a hidden desire ignited within him. 　　"You have the desire, but not the courage. If you want to be a bad man, don't pretend to be a saint, right ?" Zhou Zhilin's words echoed vividly in his mind, each one a torment to Lu Ming's troubled soul. 　　The vagina is the path to a woman's heart. He began to regret it. That night with Lin Luoxuan in the cave, if he had been more forceful, could he have captured the goddess's body and, through that, won her heart? This wasn't a moral question ; she was unmarried, and he was unmarried. If he didn't fight for it with all his might, he feared he would regret it for the rest of his life. 　　He gazed at the dark night sky through the floor-to-ceiling window of the bar, where a full moon hung high, shimmering with a hazy light .

Whether the moon's radiance symbolized a harmonious full moon or foreshadowed its waning, he couldn't tell.

Another woman was gazing at the full moon with Lu Ming. She was nestled by the car window, her beautiful face
exquisite, her delicate nose refined, her eyes fixed blankly out the window, lost in thought.

A huge movie screen was playing a lewd, pornographic film, the sounds of moaning filling the air, combined with
the deafening loudspeakers, making the environment extremely uncomfortable for her. A BMW next door
was rocking violently, emanating the wanton moans of a woman. The windows offered no privacy; she could clearly see
the woman straddling a man, her voluptuous body writhing, her large, round breasts bouncing.

Her face flushed red, and she turned away, noticing the man beside her caressing her gray-stockinged legs, his other
hand reaching under her skirt… She wanted to refuse, but it was too late.

"Brother Heng, there are too many people here... How about we go home and do it later..." Lin Luoxuan
said , her body enduring Zhao Heng's wanton caresses. She hadn't been in the mood to go out tonight because of her grandfather's situation, but
Zhao Heng's repeated pleas had softened her heart, and she gave in.

Zhao Heng's lower body was already incredibly hard. He had gone to great lengths to get Luoxuan out, hoping to escape his family's
control . How could he let go of this easy prey? He smiled and said, "Xuan'er, don't worry, our car windows are privacy glass
. Even the cameras can't take pictures."

Seeing Luoxuan's resistance growing, Zhao Heng seized the opportunity to kiss her delicate lips. One hand slipped under her skirt,
tearing open the crotch of her gray stockings, caressing her moist vulva through her sexy white lace panties.

"Mmm..." Luoxuan's lips were kissed by Zhao Heng. Her soft, boneless hands symbolically pushed against his
chest , but they didn't budge. Her two long, smooth, stockinged legs were spread apart, struggling weakly.

Zhao Heng roughly pried open Luo Xuan's pearly teeth, sucking on her evasive, pink tongue. Luo Xuan let out a soft
moan, her delicate nose emitting a rich fragrance that ignited Zhao Heng's lust.

He knew the sensitive spots on Lin Luo Xuan's body; with his other hand, he lifted her white sweater, his rough hand grasping her
soft, fragrant breasts, wantonly ravaging them. As Zhao Heng attacked her from all sides, Luo Xuan's sensitive body gradually relaxed
its resistance. Her delicate hands, which had been pressed against his chest, now wrapped around Zhao Heng's neck, allowing her lover to take what he wanted.

Zhao Heng reluctantly withdrew from the beauty's cherry lips, looking at Lin Luo Xuan's slightly flushed and dazed face, her beautiful eyes narrowed
, revealing a shy, submissive demeanor, and a sense of accomplishment welled up within him.

Luo Xuan's clothes were in disarray, large expanses of her fragrant skin exposed to the air. Her pure white lace bra was pulled down
to her pink neck, revealing two large, bouncy breasts like white rabbits, their small, rosy nipples incredibly adorable.

"What are you looking at..." Luo Xuan said shyly, her snow-white arms covering
her .

Zhao Heng chuckled, "I've seen so many times already, why hide it?" He tried to move Luo Xuan
's arms away, but she shook her head and refused. She was really uncomfortable exposing her breasts in unfamiliar places and covered her beautiful
chest .

Zhao Heng didn't insist. He then moved to conquer her lower body, lifting her pink pencil skirt to reveal her sexy
stockinged . He tore the crotch of the stockings and ripped open her panties, revealing her pink peach blossoms.

He grabbed her two slender, smooth legs and took off her high heels, revealing her delicate
feet.

"Tear—" Zhao Heng roughly tore the gray stockings off Luo Xuan's legs, revealing her smooth, delicate
skin .

"Why do you always tear my stockings... they're expensive..." Luo Xuan complained, but Zhao Heng continued as
before. He enjoyed the sound of tearing clothes, finding a kind of ravenous pleasure in it.

He brought his lips to her genitals, the muddy, damp valley exuding a fragrant, sweet scent. He couldn't resist sticking out
his tongue , teasing one of her delicate petals, causing warm fluid to gush out.

Luo Xuan blushed, powerless to stop Zhao Heng's licking beneath her. Her fair, delicate legs could only
wrap around Zhao Heng's bare back, her exquisite feet, encased in gray stockings, hooking around his waist to conceal her genitals,
afraid of being seen by strangers.

Luo Xuan let out a soft moan. Zhao Heng had unzipped his pants, pulling out a large, long penis. The monstrous glans
was purplish-red. Although his penis was far smaller than Lu Ming's, it was still quite thick and long.

Zhao Heng draped two silk-stockinged legs over his shoulders, revealing the moist, pink vulva. He
smeared some love juice on the wet spot and applied it to his glans, making it gleam with a lewd sheen.

"Baby, I'm coming in," Zhao Heng chuckled lewdly. He loved this moment, watching
the pure and innocent beauty beneath him, awaiting the arrival of his penis. Luo Xuan dared not meet his gaze, for
during sex, Zhao Heng became exceptionally strange, violent, and lewd, and she felt a little afraid.

"Brother Heng, be gentle... it hurts a little," Luo Xuan whispered, lying on the seat. Zhao Heng's penis
slowly parted the moist petals and gently inserted into her vagina.

"Xuan'er, it's been so long, haven't you gotten used to my size yet?" Zhao Heng chuckled lewdly, grasping
the two pink silk-stockinged legs, feeling the delicate touch of the thin stockings, while thrusting his penis
in and out of the tight vulva.

"Mmm...uh..." Luo Xuan tilted her head back slightly, her cheeks flushed, and moaned softly. Her fair hands
gripped her clothes tightly, allowing her alluring body to withstand Zhao Heng's fierce thrusts.

For some reason, she felt unusually down tonight. Even though the pleasure in her lower body was continuous, she lacked
her usual anticipation for sex. Her beautiful eyes were hazy as she gazed at the full moon hanging high in the sky outside the window, lost in a daze.

Lu Ming was drunk. After downing several strong cocktails, he was completely dizzy. He sat at
the bar all night, but not a single woman came to chat him up, which made him even more depressed.

He staggered out of the bar, drove his dented Grand Cherokee back to his apartment building, thankfully no
police came to check the car. He went up to the fifteenth floor, and as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw his neighbor's door open, and a middle-aged man
lying unconscious on the ground.

Seeing the man's thin frame and face, Lu Ming knew he was Zhou Zhilin's husband, Zhang Song. Reeking of
alcohol, Lu Ming knew the man was drunk, just like him.

At that moment, Lu Ming saw Zhou Zhilin come out, looking distressed, and asked suspiciously, "Sister Lin, is your
husband drunk?"

"Sigh, yeah, that drunkard, he's always such a worry when he's drunk." Zhou Zhilin sighed as she stood at the door .
Today, she was wearing a white long dress that covered her ample bosom, and her long, slender legs were clad in
semi-transparent white stockings, making her look fresh and beautiful.

"Sister Lin, how about I help you inside?" Lu Ming, who was also drunk but not to the point of being incoherent,
responded.

"Okay, I definitely can't carry him by myself, thank you, Xiaoming!" Zhou Zhilin chuckled softly, her
lips painted with red lip gloss, her voice sweet and charming, making Lu Ming feel a surge of desire.

"Sister Lin, you hold onto Song Ge's legs, and I'll support his upper body." Lu Ming instructed Zhou Zhilin to do so.
Fortunately, Zhang Song was of good build, and the two of them lifted him onto the bed without much effort.

"Lu Ming, thank you for your hard work." Zhou Zhilin wiped the sweat from her face and smiled charmingly. She sniffed Lu Ming's
clothes and asked, "Oh? You've been drinking too?"

"Yes, I drank a bit too much." Lu Ming knew he smelled strongly of alcohol, so he didn't linger and was about to
leave . "Sister Lin, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"Xiao Ming, wait a minute, I'll make you a cup of honey water to help you sober up." Zhou Zhilin stopped him and
pulled him to the sofa without further ado, her tone extremely gentle: "If you don't sober up in time, it will hurt your stomach."

Lu Ming wanted to refuse, but his stomach was indeed very uncomfortable. After saying thank you, he sat on the sofa and waited.

The living room floor was scattered with toys of various sizes, including Lego bricks, which were a favorite of children. Lu Ming idly
opened his phone. He had just sent a text message to Lin Luoxuan, asking where she was, but he still hadn't received a reply.

Zhou Zhilin gracefully emerged from the kitchen, her steps delicate and lithe. She brought two glasses of honey water, handing one to
Lu Ming: "Xiao Ming, drink this quickly."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Lin." Lu Ming picked up the honey water and drank it all in one gulp.

"We're neighbors, saying thank you is too formal." Zhou Zhilin sat on the sofa, her
face alluring and captivating. Her ample breasts swayed with her movements beneath her dress, and one of her silk-stockinged legs was raised, her delicate
pink foot hooked onto a slipper, bobbing up and down in front of Lu Ming. The skin of her leg inside the stockings was smooth and delicate,
radiating a seductive glow under the warm light.

Lu Ming felt a surge of desire rising within him, his eyes no longer daring to linger on Zhou Zhilin's alluring body, looking away
for fear that he would lose control.

Seeing the toys scattered on the floor, Zhou Zhilin said apologetically, "Sorry, the living room is a bit messy, I forgot
to tidy up the toys."

She picked up the toy box and bent down to pick up the toys, but whether unintentionally or intentionally,
as she bent over, the neckline of her dress opened in front of Lu Ming, revealing her two full, round breasts through her black semi-transparent
bra, the deep cleavage extremely tempting.

Several building blocks were stuck at the bottom of the TV cabinet, so Zhou Zhilin had to kneel on the ground, her head pressed to the floor, reaching out her
smooth arms to retrieve the toys.

At this moment, her plump buttocks were high and round, her warm, white legs tightly wrapped in sheer stockings. As her skirt gradually
stretched up her white-stockinged legs, Lu Ming could clearly see Zhilin's jade-like buttocks, which, against the backdrop of white stockings, were as white as
snow, and her vulva was covered by black lace panties.

This woman is definitely tempting me, does she really think I'm a virgin and won't dare to do anything? Under the influence of alcohol, Lu Ming's
mind was still relatively clear, but his logical abilities were weakened. His boldness surged, becoming uncontrollable, and his thoughts
grew increasingly distorted.

Zhou Zhilin gasped in surprise as Lu Ming hugged her from behind, his strong arms encircling her
slender waist and high breasts.

"Xiao Ming, you... what's wrong with you?" Zhou Zhilin's expression was somewhat unnatural; Lu Ming's
hot breath almost melted her heart.

Lu Ming lazily lifted her and placed her on the sofa, panting heavily, "Sister Lin, didn't you say I
had the desire not the courage? Well, I'll prove you wrong!"

He ignored Zhou Zhilin's struggles, lifting her white dress to reveal her sexy crotch,
protected by thin white stockings. But for Lu Ming, this protection was meaningless; he
easily tore it open, revealing black lace panties, with a few pubic hairs peeking out playfully.

"Lu Ming, this won't do!" Zhou Zhilin's voice trembled slightly, because her husband was inside.
If he found out, the consequences would be unimaginable. Although she was promiscuous, she had never cheated on her husband. She thought
she could capture the heart of a young man, but she had played with fire and gotten burned.

"What's wrong with it? Your husband is drunk anyway," Lu Ming said, his breath reeking of alcohol. He
took off Zhou Zhilin's dress. Now she was only wearing a black lace bra, supporting her
full breasts, and white semi-transparent pantyhose, the crotch of which had been torn open. Like a lamb to the slaughter, she was
powerless to resist.

Zhou Zhilin's alluring gaze remained undiminished. Her smooth hand gently stroked Lu Ming's handsome face as she sighed, "
Silly boy, I got my period today. After it's over, I'll let you experience something different, okay?"

Lu Ming was stunned. He hesitantly pulled down Zhilin's black panties, revealing a
white sanitary napkin lining her vulva. His surging desire immediately subsided.

"What the hell am I doing?" Lu Ming repeatedly asked himself, his eyes red and his breathing labored.

"Sister Lin, I'm sorry, I was confused..." Lu Ming regained his senses somewhat, staggering as he pulled up his pants .
Zhou Zhilin lay on the sofa, her body naked on her side, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes.

Zhou Zhilin, half-naked, gently helped Lu Ming out the door, saying softly, "You were drunk tonight, get some
rest , goodnight."

Seeing the neighbor's door closed, Lu Ming sensibly returned home. It was almost 11 pm; no one was in the living room,
only his older brother and sister-in-law in their room.

He went back to his room, took off his light jacket, and was about to take a shower to sober up when he heard their
conversation coming from his brother's room, occasionally punctuated by Tang Wu's coquettish reproaches.

Curiosity piqued, he leaned closer to the door, clearly hearing the sounds inside.

"Husband…stop it, um…" his sister-in-law Tang Wu said reproachfully, seemingly avoiding Lu Tian's
advances .

"Isn't it normal for couples to be affectionate?" Lu Tian muttered, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"We still need to go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow morning..." Tang Wu's comforting voice rang out. "Honey, be good,
I'll comfort you properly tomorrow night..."

"Sigh, okay then, don't worry, wife, I'm very healthy, the check-up will definitely be fine." Lu Tian said
nonchalantly , "Didn't scientists say that the duration of sex should be... um, more than a certain number of minutes
to be considered normal?"

"It's three minutes."

"Right, right, wife, your memory is amazing, haha, I can last at least five minutes, which means I'm
absolutely healthy." Lu Tian's chest-patting assurance came from inside.

"Okay... honey, you're the best, then get some rest." Tang Wu's voice was as gentle
and sweet as ever.

Outside the door, Lu Ming suppressed a laugh and returned to his room. He sighed inwardly, it seemed his older brother's premature ejaculation problem
was hard to cure.

The next day, Lu Ming slept soundly. When he woke up in the morning, Tang Wu and Lu Tian had already gone to the hospital. He had a splitting headache from
a hangover , and despite feeling nauseous, he put on his clothes.

After slowly finishing his breakfast, Lu Ming drove his damaged Grand Cherokee to the repair shop. It was only
a few days after buying the car, and getting it damaged was painful, but the 500,000 yuan subsidy from Lin Zhengtian made it
a much better deal.

After spending the whole morning repairing the Grand Cherokee, Lu Ming's phone rang. It was
his sister-in-law calling. He answered, "Sister-in-law, is there something you need?"

"Hmm… Xiaoming, come pick me up at the Second Municipal Hospital." Tang Wu's voice was soft and gentle, her tone calm, but Lu
Ming sensed she was hiding something.

"Okay, sister-in-law, wait for me." Putting aside his worries, Lu Ming drove the Grand Cherokee and
soon arrived at the Second Municipal Hospital.

Tang Wu stood quietly by the flowerbed beside the gate, a gentle breeze ruffling her black hair, making it dance lightly in the wind. Her
jade ethereal, her eyes gazing at the bustling street, serene and dignified.

Today, she wore a dark blue woolen dress, the slightly raised hem reaching her knees. Her beautiful legs,
exquisitely sculpted , clung tightly to semi-transparent black stockings, her ankles seemingly boneless hidden within black leather shoes.

Standing amidst the bustling crowd, she was graceful and elegant, possessing the grace and charm of a lady, serene and intelligent.
Many men were stunned by her beauty; some mustered the courage to approach her, only to see her
get into a black Grand Cherokee, leaving them with a sense of helplessness and regret.

Lu Ming glanced at Tang Wu. She hadn't said a word the entire time, her eyes clear and calm as she sat quietly.
He hesitated for a moment, then remained silent, assuming his sister-in-law must be troubled.

Tang Wu's phone rang; it was Lu Tian calling.

"Honey, Xiao Ming is here to pick me up. You can focus on your work." "

Hehe, the medical checkup was all normal! Now we can work even harder!" Tang Wu smiled,
her delicate eyebrows radiating tenderness.

"Hmm...that's all for now, honey, I love you." Tang Wu gently hung up the phone, then lowered her
head, remaining silent.

Lu Ming drove quietly the whole time, and he inadvertently glanced at Tang Wu's face, where a single tear rolled down her cheek.

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