【Hardship to the Extreme Leads to Happiness】(Part 1) (Chapter 2) [Author: tutou555] [Authorized Posting]

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Author: tutou555
Posted on 2018-5-20
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Chapter Two: Turning the Tide

The next morning, after finishing my work, I opened the "Lily" post. It had been updated again last night:

"I regret the look I gave him last night. I hope I didn't scare him. I hope he won't say goodbye.
Actually I'm not angry because he took advantage of me—after all, I kind of enjoy it. I'm angry because he
always acts on his own, crossing my boundaries, and he's never satisfied. To exaggerate a bit, I
can , but you have to cherish me and follow my lead.

Sigh, I was thinking of chatting with him casually today to ease the tension, so I wouldn't scare him so badly he
'd never touch me again.

But I never expected, never expected, that shameless guy didn't take yesterday's incident seriously at all
. How does he understand women's hearts so well?

As soon as I got home from work, he came running over with a grin, 'You're back! I missed you so much!'
My plan to comfort his wounded heart was completely ruined. I could only glare at him, trying to make conversation, and say , 'You pervert.' How did I say
something that sounded so unappealing, even to myself, but rather seductive ?" 　　He smiled and knelt down to take off my high heels. I didn't stand on ceremony and didn't even bend over. I deserved this after making such a big mistake yesterday. 　　He took off one of my shoes and carefully massaged it against my chest before putting on my slippers. I felt a surge of warmth, but it didn't last more than two seconds. After I finished changing my shoes, he blocked my way, hugged my waist, buried his face in my chest, and massaged it vigorously. "I even dreamed about your big breasts today. I'll massage them for you again after dinner." I angrily pushed him away. Couldn't he be a decent human being for even a quarter of an hour? 　　"I gave you a chance yesterday, but you didn't cherish it. You'll never have another chance," I said angrily, and went back to the bedroom to change, leaving him standing blankly in the doorway. 　　I regretted it then. I wasn't really angry. Don't take it seriously. 　　What do I want from him? I don't know. 　　What do I want from myself? I don't know either. 　　Sigh, what a contradiction. 　　In a daze, I took off my clothes, leaving only my bra and panties. Just as I was about to put on my loungewear, he pushed the door open and came in. 　　"Who allowed you in? Get out...uh..." Even though I regretted my anger earlier, I still yelled at him again . But this time, he didn't give me a chance to retaliate. His index fingers and thumbs accurately pinched my nipples through my bra. Who was he? How did he know so much about a woman's anatomy and weaknesses? My shout was cut short by his pinching, turning into a moan. "If you say another word, I'll pinch you to death," he said viciously Looking at my pleading eyes, he slowly released his grip. 　　"You bastard, you're bullying me like this, I'm going to tell...uh..." My shout was once again cut short by his pinching. This time , he didn't let go, he kept pinching and pinching. I wanted to fight back, I wanted to slap him, but my legs would n't even straighten, and my heart felt like it was being squeezed by him. 　　He looked triumphantly at my trembling legs, which were about to kneel, and my hands, which were pleadingly resting on his wrists. "Are you still going to shout?" "No, stop pinching me." I answered him, my voice trembling as if I were about to cry. 　　But he didn't let go, as if he wanted to completely subdue me. "Say it, let me massage you again tonight, let me massage you again in the future, let me play with your big tits and big ass every day, say it." Looking at his resolute eyes, I knew that if I didn't comply with his wishes, I wouldn't be able to get past this ordeal. I closed my eyes in shame and said in a trembling voice, "I'll let you massage me, I'll let you massage me in the future, I'll let you play with my big tits and big ass every day until you're satisfied." 　　"Hahahaha..." He laughed arrogantly. As soon as he let go, I was about to kneel down on the ground. He quickly grabbed my shoulders and hugged me tightly in his arms. I clenched my fists and punched him on the back angrily. He hugged me and stroked my head. "Okay, okay, stop hitting me. I just want you to listen to me. I didn't mean to bully you. I still have to serve you later." I gradually calmed down in his arms. " 　　After dinner, he grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the bedroom. As soon as he closed the door, he impatiently started undressing me . I'm used to it, so I stood still obediently. When he stripped me down to just my bra and panties, he picked up my fleshy body and threw me onto the bed. He pounced on me, grabbing the edges of my panties and pulling them down. I called out to him softly, and he stopped, saying, 'I know your bottom line, I won't cross it, but today you have to let me see your pussy properly, let me see it thoroughly from the inside out, okay?' I closed my eyes and turned my head away, not saying a word. 　　With my tacit consent, he smoothly removed my panties, knelt between my legs, and carefully admired my vulva, as if it were a work of art, as if it needed gloves and a magnifying glass to study it. 　　I have a habit of shaving my pubic hair because I believe pubic hair is a sign of maturity. As long as I haven't lost my virginity, I want my genitals to always remain in a youthful 　　, even childlike, state. I have the capital to play the young girl." 　　Now, between my thighs were two tight, smooth, and fair patches of skin, without a single wrinkle, their color blending seamlessly with my thighs, with a thin pink line running through the middle, so pale it seemed as if it might disappear at any moment. 　　He gently slid his thumb up and down across the pink skin, exclaiming involuntarily, "So tender!" I closed my , a smile curving my lips. Knowing how much I cherish you, knowing how happy you are, is enough. 　　As he massaged, he applied a little pressure with his thumb, and a glistening, lustful bead squeezed out from the crevice. He knew I was aroused . 　　He adjusted his position, gently pressing his thumbs against the sides of the crevice, slowly opening it. My pupils dilated instantly, as if opening a treasure chest, revealing a pink, lustful glow that shimmered and pulsated slightly, as if breathing. He breathed heavily, unable to resist any longer, and pressed his lips against it. He wanted not only visual pleasure but also tactile pleasure.

I groaned. I had fantasized countless times about being given oral sex by a man, and this was the first time it had actually happened. I felt
so satisfied. Yes, satisfied. I didn't need sex. If a man could treat me like this for the rest of my life,
I would give him anything.

But he wasn't satisfied. Like a mad beast, his tongue frantically shoved into my vagina,
into my urethra, licking my clitoris. My heart was breaking.

"Be gentle," I said, feeling he was going too far. He looked up at me with bloodshot eyes.
"Let me eat it. I'll go crazy if I don't have something this good." This selfish
man! Before I could even scold him, he frantically bit down on my clitoris and the upper wall of my vagina,
biting down hard. I really felt like he was devouring me.

I climaxed, spurting out a stream of vaginal fluid. This was my first climax ever. After calming down, I wanted to see
what my vaginal fluid looked like, but I couldn't feel it at all. There was nothing on my buttocks,
nothing on the sheets.

I looked at him in surprise. He smiled at me, his face covered in vaginal fluid.

I thanked him from the bottom of my heart. Yes, thanked him for making my first orgasm so wonderful,
for letting someone enjoy my first climax.

He knew I was satisfied and didn't continue to torment me. He stretched his arms under my thighs, pressed his neck
against my vulva, and rested his face on my lower abdomen. I lay there, wrapped my legs around his neck and draped them over his
back. We were intertwined like that, feeling each other's body temperature and heartbeats.

He seemed to fall asleep, his head resting on my soft belly. I gently stroked his back with my smooth, delicate legs, and in his dream,
he sighed deeply in comfort.

Although I am a virgin, I know how to please a man. Many things don't necessarily require practice. You can do your best with
logic and empathy, as long as you are smart enough.

After Xu Chao's guidance yesterday, I no longer resented "Lily" for leaving me. Instead, I excitedly
watched a smart virgin enjoy the entire process of sex. I almost excitedly took off my pants in the office.

Having found satisfaction in the online world, I decided to take Xu Chao's advice and start
managing . I went to the market and bought plenty of ingredients; I was going to cook a big meal tonight, and
the three of us would have a good meal and a good chat.

I never ring the doorbell when I get home, whether anyone is there or not. I took out my key, opened the door, went
inside, and changed my shoes. The whole process was slow and laborious because I was carrying the groceries in both hands. Xu Chao
came out of the living room

and greeted me , "You're back."

"Yeah," I replied, looking up at Xu Chao and slightly startled. His face was flushed, and the hem of his white
tight-fitting t-shirt hung down on one side and rolled up slightly on the other, revealing a glimpse of his fair waist.

"Why did you buy so many groceries?"

Xu Chao asked, taking the groceries from my hands.

I reached out and gently straightened the hem of her rolled-up clothes. An even more surprising scene unfolded. As I straightened
the clothes , her large breasts jiggled slightly beneath the tight fabric. The curves of her breasts weren't at her chest, but
a few centimeters downwards—she wasn't wearing a bra.

I couldn't ask her, much less verify it. Our physical relationship was still only at the stage of holding hands.
We both tacitly agreed that I would wash, dry, fold, and put her underwear in her closet afterward. Our
conversations never touched on sex or private matters. If I were to ask now, "Why aren't you wearing a bra?"

she might have a hundred reasons to explain, but she probably wouldn't even answer, just saying, "Are you crazy?
Why do you care this?"

I glanced in the direction Xu Chao had come from. Sure enough, Xu Donglei was sitting on the sofa smoking
. "Yangyang's back,"

Xu Donglei greeted me.

"Yeah,"

I replied indifferently, and went to the kitchen to wash my hands and cook. I

had originally planned to make eight or ten dishes, but now I wasn't in the mood. I only made two dishes before calling them to eat.

I vaguely remember that yesterday, halfway through the meal, Xu Chao, who was looking at her phone with Xu Donglei,
sat down next to him with her bowl. Today, as soon as we arrived at the table, Xu Chao, while talking to Xu Donglei, naturally
sat down next to him and took his bowl. But these are minor details, and I won't dwell on them for now. What I need to
sort out is something more important: what's going on between the two of them?

They ate quickly, and after they finished, Xu Donglei said, "Want me to give you a massage?" "

Okay, I've been really tired lately."

After they finished what seemed like a conversation but was actually an announcement to me, they went into the bedroom one after the other and closed the door.

I finished my meal listlessly, washed the dishes, and returned to the living room to lean back on the sofa and start thinking. Actually, Xu Chao is smart, but
my IQ is definitely higher than hers. It's just that my focus is too scattered, which allows her to concentrate
on one thing and keep me in the lead. Once I focus on one thing, her little schemes can't outsmart me.

First, let's be clear: they definitely didn't have sex. From Xu Chao's perspective, they haven't known each other long enough for her to go from
a spinster to a womanizer; from Xu Donglei's perspective, what does he want from Xu Chao? Sex
for money? The thrill of a friend's wife? A free lunch? Or collecting virgins? Whatever the reason, Xu Donglei
has ; given Xu Chao's circumstances, he wouldn't even have a chance. And Xu Donglei isn't that indiscriminate.

But there's definitely something going on between them; there are too many signs. If that's the case, their current
relationship is probably something like rubbing breasts, kissing, and playing around with buttocks—damn, even I, her official fiancé, haven't
experienced any of that.

Having figured out their general relationship, what should I do next? Confronting them outright is definitely not an option; catching them in the act is too much.
But directly confronting them will only lead to denials and more trouble and conflict. Letting it run rampant isn't an option either. Although I
often enjoy reading articles about cuckolded wives, mothers, and even slaves in the community, those are fiction
. In the real world, reason tells me that it's extremely dangerous to put them aside. In other words, I can't expose them, but I
must stop their ambiguous behavior. Yes, starting now.

The two of them are massaging each other inside the house with the door closed. What positions are they in? I bet there's breast rubbing and kissing involved.
What excuse can I use to go in? To check what they're doing? That's nonsense. Even if something really happened, even if the people inside...
Even I couldn't stand this excuse. Looking for something? That's too fake. Ever since Xu Chao moved in, the master bedroom
has been his private space. Aside from cleaning and delivering clothes, I've only been in there a limited number of times, and I've never
left any of my things there. Damn it, he can come in whenever he wants, but I have to come up with a decent reason to even enter the house. Whatever, I'll just mop the
floor. Whether it's reasonable or not, it's fine.

I went to the bathroom, rinsed the mop, and went to the master bedroom door. I pressed my ear against the door, listening quietly. It was very quiet
inside , except for the occasional soft creaking sound. I made up my mind, grabbed the handle
, and locked it.

A flustered voice came from inside, "Zhou Yang?"

Xu Chao asked in a trembling voice.

"Hmm."

I responded heavily. Don't rush, take your time. No need to think of excuses. I won't ask, and there's no need to panic.
Get dressed before opening the door. Don't look like dogs on the street, mating while staring fearfully at passersby. If anyone
frightens them, they'll drag their mates along the ground. I'll be the
one who came home today with a red face and wrinkled clothes, ruining all the composure and refinement I've cultivated over the years. That image
is awful .

Don't rush, I'll wait for you.

Xu Donglei opened the door. "I probably locked it habitually when I closed it earlier."

He said breathlessly, forcing a smile.

I chuckled, grabbed the mop, and walked past him into the house.

Xu Chao was lying on the bed, completely covered by the blanket, only his head peeking out,
looking at .

I imagined there was a beautiful, white body under the blanket. I really wanted to pull back the blanket and see
their expressions, but I wouldn't. If it were true, it would be giving them no chance.
Leaving a way out is my style; forcing someone into a corner doesn't bring me any pleasure.

If it was false, it would be even more troublesome. I would have to rack my brains, putting on a smiling face, to explain to them. I hate it when
people make mistakes and then have to explain; it's pointless, worthless, and unsightly. So I never make
any mistakes myself. My heart may be turbulent, but my face remains calm. I don't do anything if I'm 80% sure. I'm a good
hunter ; I have plenty of patience and wisdom.

The two of them stared blankly as I naturally bent down to mop the floor.

"Keep massaging,"

I said.

"That's about enough,"

Xu Chao said.

"This is the third time you've come back from Phoenix Mountain. Since you're almost done, you don't need to massage anymore, right? What do
you think?"

I said, still completely emotionless as I mopped the floor.

"Yeah, we've recovered almost completely. We don't need to massage anymore,"

Xu Chao said.

Hearing this, Xu Donglei silently turned and left, and a moment later, he left the house again.

I continued mopping the floor, and Xu Chao closed her eyes and went to sleep, no longer speaking.

In the past, I was always obedient to her. If I showed the slightest sign of something amiss, she would keenly notice and
immediately come to talk to me, comforting, encouraging, and putting me back in her grasp.

I've always seen through these little tricks, but I was willing to cooperate with her.

This time, because I acted so strangely, she didn't talk to me anymore. Maybe she felt guilty towards me, maybe she was
angry that I interrupted her enjoyment, maybe she felt that her little tricks wouldn't work on me this time, or maybe she had found someone new and gave up on
cultivating my relationship.

I couldn't figure out which one she was referring to, but it didn't matter anymore. Xu Chao, you have your
rhythm . When our rhythms clash, everything will be done according to my rules, starting now.

No matter how delicious the meat is, if I give it to you, it's yours; if I don't, you'd better watch out.

After mopping the floor, I lay down on the sofa in the living room. My actions, though seemingly insignificant, were effective. They not only stopped
the situation escalating but also silenced the two people, leaving me feeling exceptionally relaxed. I fell asleep early.

When I opened my eyes again, it was past midnight. I went to the bathroom to pee, and as I passed the master bedroom door, I vaguely
heard voices inside. I knocked on the door. "Xu Chao? Are you alright? I think I heard voices."

"Oh… I'm fine… I… my friend broke up with her boyfriend… she called me crying," Xu Chao said,
panting .

"Oh."

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and went into the bathroom. Since she was on the phone, I didn't say anything more. Xu Donglei
works the night shift every day; why should I worry about Xu Chao alone in the house?

The next morning, after I made breakfast, Xu Donglei, unusually, came out of the guest room. Since he
started working , he's been coming home around 4 AM every day. Xu Chao and I never call him for breakfast, only saving him a portion.

"Why are you up so early today?"

I asked.

"Oh, well, I'm a little hungry,"

Xu Donglei said.

"Perfect, let's eat together."

A little while later, Xu Chao also finished washing up in the bathroom and tiptoed over to my side, sitting down
quietly . It seems my intimidation yesterday had some effect; at least she didn't dare sit next to Xu Donglei anymore
.

"I'm on duty tonight,"

I said while eating breakfast.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Xu Chao and Xu Donglei exchange a glance. Why did they exchange glances? What
information were they trying to exchange? Secretly pleased? Or... um... no, only that damnly pleased possibility. For a moment, I had
the urge to secretly switch shifts with someone to catch them cheating. Oh well, if my door is locked from the inside,
no key can open it from the outside. With Xu Chao's intelligence, she'll definitely lock it. Damn it, I'll give
you to play as you please and see what you can do. After tonight, I have 12 days
to see if your combined IQ can outsmart me.

During the day, I opened "Lily's" post as usual. She and her friend have been getting along very well these past few days,
updating daily and documenting everything, which I really enjoyed reading. She didn't update yesterday; it seems even an iron man needs a rest. Feeling
empty, I closed the webpage.

After eating dinner in the cafeteria at 5 pm, I strolled back to the duty room. We're on duty every 13 days, and...
My job is basically just checking the phone, fax, and email for any urgent notifications. Except for special periods, there's nothing much to do
except sleep in the duty room. I brought my luggage from the office to the duty room, lay down on the bed, turned on the TV, and looked
at the clock on the wall: 5:40.

Every time I'm on duty, I call Xu Chao at 8 PM sharp to chat. I call at the exact time, and
Xu Chao is always waiting for the call at that time. We don't shower or clean up; we've never made an agreement, but
we're very much in sync.

Should I call now? Because Xu Donglei goes to work at 8 PM, calling now might bother those two.

Forget it, 8 PM is 8 PM anyway. There's nothing in my life that I need to change to accommodate. If I wanted
a complete solution, I could skip my shift, rush home, and break down the door; if I were ruthless enough, I could buy a security camera and install it in my house.

Since I'm not that determined, why bother making a phone call to cause trouble? That's too petty. I chuckled to
myself .

At 8 o'clock sharp, I dialed the number. "Zhou Yang,"

Xu Chao's voice came through as always.

"Yeah, what are you doing?"

"Nothing much, just surfing the internet, waiting for your call."

I smiled; it's nice to have someone think of you. "Xu Donglei went to work?"

"Um...no, he...has the day off."

Xu Chao said with a troubled tone.

"Why is he on the day off?"

I asked, a little unhappy.

"He...fought a big battle for the boss during the day, so he has the day off tonight."

Xu Chao explained awkwardly.

I fell silent. How could everything be so natural, yet so abrupt? Of all days, he had the day off
on my shift. Don't tell me you're sleeping separately tonight, don't tell me you're
talking about life and ideals in one bed.

But what could I say? Could I say I'm not on duty tonight, I'll go home and keep you company, and whoever reports
it tomorrow can do whatever they want? Could I say you should let him stay in a hotel tonight and then you two should video call me separately? "Can I say, Xu Chao
, come sleep with me in my duty room tonight?"

Xu Chao was silent on the other end of the phone. She knew she could explain away what had happened before, but tonight's
situation was too much. Her fiancé was on duty at work, and his fiancée was going to spend the night in their soon-to-be-married apartment with another man.
But none of this was her decision.

What could she do? Was she really helpless? With her intelligence, how could she be helpless? She could go back to her parents' house to sleep; she could
ask a close friend to come over and sleep with her; she could even offer to have her laptop webcam on while she slept…

Forget it, Xu Chao, some things, even without doing anything, already show your attitude.
I don't care if you and him have sex tonight, but tomorrow, I'm going to break this down and explain it to you clearly, to see how you explain
this whole mess, to see how much of your honesty, wisdom, grace, and composure is left.

"Baby!" A muffled voice called from afar on the phone.

"Hey, coming!"

Xu Chao responded.

"What's wrong?"

I asked calmly.

"Oh... um... Donglei couldn't find something and asked me to help him look for it."

Xu Chao's ability to make up lies instantly was as strong as ever.

"Oh, then go ahead, he just called you 'baby'?"

I replied sarcastically, as if we were talking about something unrelated.

"Xiao Chao! You're a pervert! I'm hanging up."

Xu Chao said coquettishly and hung up the phone.

I stared blankly at the ceiling. I respected you as a master, able to cover up any situation, but this time you slipped up
, little sister. Is "Xiao Chao" normal now? I still call you by your full name. It must have been tough for you to have such a pig
of a lover and such a god-like boyfriend like me.

I lay on the bed with my eyes closed, wondering if I should record today. This might be the day Xu Chao lost her virginity, in
the house her future in-laws bought, while her fiancé was on duty, spending her wedding
night with a strange man in bed.

Sigh! It's not her fault, it's my fault. It's my fault for not clarifying our ambiguous relationship sooner, which led to this irreparable situation.
No, I went over it yesterday, the reasons and stance I didn't explicitly state then. This morning, when I heard the two of us
on duty staring at each other, I should have immediately changed my mind and switched shifts with him. But how was I supposed to know he had the night off?
Only he knew, and he deliberately kept quiet—that bastard. Something feels off. Maybe he
didn't know? Maybe the fight during the day was an unexpected event? Maybe he was ordered to fight by his boss?
Is that even possible…?

No, his boss has at least three bodyguards, plus the food court's daytime security. An unexpected
event wouldn't require dragging someone who worked the night shift out of bed. If it wasn't an unexpected event, it was a pre-arranged
fight, and he must have known all along. So, in that moment of eye contact this morning, what gleamed in his eyes was the lustful thought of spending the night in his
bed . Damn it!

No, my heart suddenly pounded violently. If Xu Donglei's eyes meant that,
then what did Xu Chao's eyes mean? Did Xu Chao—also—know—it?

Xu Donglei's boss had arranged to fight during the day, so it was impossible for him to have worked the night shift.
Xu Donglei even got up for breakfast this morning because he hadn't gone to work last night! I knew something was wrong. Last night,
when I was half-asleep talking to Xu Chao through the door, there were actually two people inside!

In an instant, my scalp tingled, and a terrifying feeling enveloped my entire body. It was as if someone was laughing at
me from under the bed, someone was laughing at me from the doorway, someone was laughing at me from outside the window, and someone was laughing
at . I couldn't bear this feeling of being alone, so I opened the door and rushed into the street.

I crouched down by the roadside, with the brightly lit gate behind me, the bright streetlights above me, and the bright traffic in front of me.
With so much light shining on me, my heart gradually calmed down.

No wonder Xu Donglei ate breakfast with us this morning, no wonder Xu Chao sidled up to me with those little steps.
I was even thinking of commemorating tonight; turns out tonight is the second time he's been there. Yesterday was their wedding
night, right next to me, just a door away.

I went to the supermarket and bought a bottle of wine, a chicken, and a bag of peanuts, then carried them back to the office building. I don't know why...
What's with buying alcohol, drowning my sorrows? Does alcohol embolden cowards? Staring at the long, dark corridor, my steps trembled with fear .
Yes, I am a coward. My fiancée is sleeping with someone else, and all I can do is drink and torture myself here. I'm afraid of
conflict, afraid of being dumped by my fiancée. Now, I'm even afraid of ghosts.

"Damn it—" I roared in the corridor, releasing all the resentment and fear in my heart. Feeling much better
, after yelling it out, I felt less afraid. I deliberately walked briskly to the duty room.

"Ring ring—" The quiet building was suddenly pierced by the shrill ring of the telephone, startling me so much I almost knelt down.
I quickly ran to the desk. Oh no, it's the deputy director upstairs.

"Director, hello."

"Who is it?"

"Director, this is Zhou Yang."

"Oh, you're on duty tonight?"

"Yes, Director."

"I just heard a 'whoosh' downstairs, what happened?" "

Director, I'm sorry, I... I slipped and fell while getting water."

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine."

"Make sure the doors and windows are closed, be careful."

"Yes, sir!"

The phone went dead. I gently put down the receiver, stuffed the food and drinks under the bed, and collapsed onto it, feeling utterly exhausted.

We always work in pairs: the supervisor upstairs sleeps in his office, and
the staff member sleeps in the duty room. The supervisor doesn't come on duty half the time, and even when he does, he never comes downstairs;
they don't know who lives downstairs. Tonight they know it's me, they might come downstairs to give me a lecture,
or the night to buy cigarettes or instant noodles. I can't let him
see me blushing and yelling. I

was already upset that my wife had been slept with, and now I can't even escape it by drinking. Sigh, I let out a heavy sigh and
drifted off to sleep.

Throughout Thursday, I kept refreshing "Lily's" posts, hoping to
find , but she hadn't updated by the time I got off work. Finally, I had to face it.

Opening the door, I weakly glanced into the living room. There was no shocking scene as I'd expected. Xu Donglei
was snoring in his room, while Xu Chao's door was closed.

"Dinner's ready!" I called out after setting out the food. Xu Donglei grumbled as he came out of his room and sat down
opposite to eat.

Xu Chao's door opened, and my eyes widened. The first thing I saw was a pair of chubby, fleshy legs
clad in thin, shiny, flesh-colored stockings, as if they were oiled—a kind of ugly-yet-sexy
lewdness. She wore

a white, pleated mini-skirt that barely covered her legs. Because of her short legs, she deliberately exposed as much as possible, the crotch of her stockings barely visible from the front. She wore a white, tight-fitting t-shirt, unlike the one she wore after the trip; this one was extremely low-cut, almost revealing her areolas. Her already large breasts , double-bound by the bra and t-shirt, were still squeezed high, forming two spectacular mounds of flesh , with a long, thick, and deep cleavage. 　　A crystal-clear, iridescent emerald necklace adorned her fair neck. 　　Seeing my stunned expression, Xu Chao smiled smugly and sat naturally next to Xu Donglei. " Pretty, isn't it? Donglei bought it for me." 　　As she spoke, she grabbed one of Xu Donglei's arms, pressing her breasts against it. Xu Donglei trembled , glancing at me nervously. 　　My admiring gaze was instantly doused with cold water; the colder my heart, the more relaxed my expression became. 　　"How much?" 　　I asked Xu Chao with a "gentle" gaze. 　　"Fifteen thousand," 　　Xu Chao said proudly, as if declaring his worth. 　　"You really spared no expense," 　　I said with a "smile" to Xu Donglei. 　　"Uh... I've been bothering you too much these past few days," 　　Xu Donglei said awkwardly. 　　I stopped talking and continued eating. Throughout the meal, Xu Chao was incredibly excited, serving food to Xu Donglei, trying to make him happy, and even bumping his arm against Xu Donglei's with her voluptuous and sexy body. 　　I ignored all of this; whether it was the necklace or the mushy behavior, it would give me something to talk about later . 　　At first, Xu Donglei was quite reserved, constantly stealing glances at my expression. When he realized I was indifferent, he gradually relaxed and began to enjoy Xu Chao's service. After a while, he was eating with his right hand while his left hand disappeared under the table . Xu Chao was even happier, chatting happily with Xu Donglei. 　　When Xu Donglei went to work, Xu Chao saw him off to the door, still saying goodbye with reluctance. I easily picked up my water glass and sat down on the sofa in the living room. 　　Closing the door, Xu Chao slowly walked towards me; it seemed she also had something to say. 　　My phone rang at an inopportune moment. I glanced at the caller ID impatiently and quickly answered. 　　"Hello, Section Chief." 　　"Rose Building, come save me quickly, they're trying to kill me..." 　　The section chief's soft voice came through. 　　"I'll be right there." 　　The leader's needs are paramount; everything else has to take a backseat. I hung up and quickly started changing my clothes. 　　I admired Xu Chao for this; she never forced herself to do anything. Even though she had something to say to me, even though she knew I had something to say to her, knowing I had something to say, she quietly turned and went back to her room. 　　Despite being angry, I shamelessly glared at Xu Chao's fat, gleaming thighs behind her back to satisfy my urges. 　　I went downstairs, hailed a taxi, and headed towards the Rose Building. Section Chief Yang Xi, my direct superior, was 38 years old, a tall, slender, and stunningly beautiful woman. She had a husband who was of average appearance but came from an incredibly powerful family, and they had an 8-year-old son. She was highly capable at work and well-regarded by her superiors and colleagues—a near-perfect woman. 　　I, a 32-year-old man, wasn't even a junior staff member, while she, at 38, had been a section chief for five years, and her family was so influential. Sigh, comparisons are horrifying. 　　Pushing open the door, I saw over 20 people, arguing and bickering in groups of three or five. The section chief was sitting inside, talking to an older man at the head of the table.

"You don't know yet, do you? This is Guan Fengyu's daughter-in-law."

The person sitting between the two introduced them.

"Wow—" After drinking for half the round, the old man suddenly realized that she wasn't a lecher after all. "You! You
asked me to do something for you, remember?"

The old man looked at the section chief with arrogance.

"Of course I remember," the section chief said obediently, "So I don't care about anyone else, I have to toast my Uncle Zhao."

"Then don't say anything more."

The old man picked up his glass and clinked it against the section chief's glass, then downed it in one gulp. The other two were stunned. She dared
to drink three ounces of wine in one go.

The section chief looked at the glass in her hand, a little hesitant. I wanted to go up and take her glass, but I knew that other drinks could stop
her from drinking this one. I didn't have the right to do that. I couldn't afford to offend the person sitting in the main seat.

The section chief closed her eyes and downed the wine in one go. Her already slightly red face became even redder. I quickly went to the section chief's
side , pretending to wipe the wine off her clothes with a tissue, while leaning in to wait for instructions.

"Take me away,"

the section chief whispered in my ear.

I quickly put my arm around her slender waist, draped her arm over my shoulder, and helped her up, heading towards the door.

"Hey, hey, hey, where are you taking our beauty?"

a clueless jerk asked me.

"She felt like throwing up, I'm helping her to the bathroom,"

I explained patiently.

"Come back soon."

"Okay."

Once outside, I squatted down, hoisted my back, and carried my section chief downstairs. Damn it, if the main guy wasn't here, I
would have given him a good beating while I was still drunk. You treat your own wife like this?

In the taxi, my section chief sat next to me, her head resting on my shoulder, my hand still on her slender
waist. I secretly glanced down. Today, she was wearing a green short dress, her slender
legs clad in thin flesh-colored stockings. Unlike Xu Chao, this was real beauty.

I wanted to touch her, but I didn't dare. In the world of erotic fiction, I could be unrestrained, even with
my own girlfriend in the real world, but work was a different story.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the residential area. I carried the section chief towards her home. Although I guessed she was probably 80%
unconscious, I still didn't dare to be presumptuous. I slipped my hand under her thighs, grabbed my belt, and used only
my arm to feel the smoothness and warmth of her thighs.

Halfway there, she murmured on my back, "Sit here for a while."

I put her down, looked around to see if there was any clean place nearby, and helped her to the flower bed. I sat on the flower bed first,
then helped her sit sideways on my lap. She leaned into my arms, and I held her body with both arms. Her
head rested on my shoulder, and she slept peacefully.

"Section Chief," I called softly after about 10 minutes, "Go home and lie down in bed to sleep."

The section chief gently shook her head in my arms.

"Section Chief?"

I called softly after about 10 minutes, but she didn't respond. I slowly reached my hands
under her knees, wanting to pick her up.

"Don't move!" the section chief said, frowning. "You really don't want to stay with me?"

I sat upright, not daring to reply. How could I not want to stay with you? If I could, I'd rather
we sit like this forever. I'm just worried you'll catch a cold.

I gently took off my coat and wrapped her upper body in my arms, then gently embraced her.
The warmth seemed to make her more comfortable, her body softer, and she quietly fell asleep.

I didn't know why she didn't want to go home. Perhaps the social drinking made her feel the hardship of life, perhaps
her husband at home didn't inspire any admiration in her, or perhaps she simply felt unwell from drinking and wanted to act crazy. In any case,
it wasn't because she craved my tenderness, and I was very clear about that.

As I thought about it, I unconsciously drifted off into a daze, gently resting my face on her head, smelling the fragrance of her hair, and having
a small, beautiful dream that I can't remember anymore.

Until I felt a warmth on my thigh.

Oh my god! You woman, I frowned, looking at the pretty face in my arms. Yes, no matter what you do, I
still like you the same, but you're too relaxed in front of me. Do you even consider me a man anymore?

This time, I didn't give her another chance. I pulled her clothes up to cover her chest, put one hand under her knees, and
supported her back with the other, then lifted her up and carried her home.

When I got home, it was already 2 a.m. Xu Chao was long asleep. Sigh, I'll just have to wait another
day .

I took off my pants, soaked them, took a quick shower, and fell asleep on the sofa.

The next day, when the section chief saw me, he acted as if nothing had happened, not mentioning a word about last night. Her husband
couldn't , couldn't have failed to tell her this morning, and she couldn't have been unaware. Sigh, the boss is kind,
women are fickle, and what about the female boss? Nothing you do is amazing anymore.

[To be continued]

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