【Xiao Meng】(02) 【Author: Demon(w1985jc)】

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Chapter Two

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the warm sunlight outside the window shone on Mo Xiaowan. She wearily opened her eyes and found herself
lying fully clothed on a large bed. This was an unfamiliar place, decorated in a very high-end style. Suddenly,
a tearing , and her head also throbbed with pain: What happened to me? What happened last night? How did I get here?
Where is this?

A series of questions rushed into Mo Xiaowan's mind. She vaguely felt that something had happened. She tried hard
to remember what had happened last night, but the last thing she could remember was singing with a client in a KTV. After that,
she couldn't remember anything... Mo Xiaowan got out of bed and saw a note on the bedside table, as well as a stack of hundred-yuan bills.
It was a note left by a client. Did she end up with him last night?! Mo Xiaowan went to the bathroom and found that
her lower body was unusually swollen. She had never experienced this in more than twenty years! I was raped…

A bolt of lightning struck me from the blue. I had no strength left to support myself and collapsed onto
the bathroom floor. Tears streamed down my face like a broken string of pearls. I didn’t wail, but my shoulders trembled more and more
violently. I never imagined that such a plot from novels and movies would happen to me. In my sobs, I thought of Gu Bei,
and could only think of Gu Bei. Mo Xiaowan used the radiator in the bathroom to stand up, supporting herself with her legs. She
returned to the “crime scene” from the bathroom and dialed her boyfriend’s number while crying. After he answered, Mo Xiaowan could no longer
hold back . She called out her boyfriend’s name and burst into tears, crying so hard that she couldn’t speak coherently or even utter a word. Gu
Bei, completely bewildered on the other end, comforted her with heartache, "What's wrong, Xiao Wan? What happened? Don't cry, don't cry,
I'm here, Xiao Wan, don't be afraid of anything."

Mo Xiao Wan continued to sob uncontrollably. The bewildered Gu Bei wished he could travel
through time hold his beloved girlfriend in his arms and comfort her. He could only patiently try to reassure her and wait for her to tell him
what had happened. Mo Xiao Wan cried for a while on the phone before finally asking her first question: "Gu Bei, if, one
day (sobs), if, (crying) I'm not...clean anymore, (silence for a moment, tears streaming down) will you
still...want me...?" The bewildered coward suddenly laughed: "Xiao Wan, what are you saying? We'll be
together forever! Didn't we agree that I'd come find you after graduation? We'll get married once things settle down a bit."

There was no reply, only sobbing. Gu Bei was increasingly confused and asked her what was wrong. Mo Xiaowan
then slowly revealed the truth: "Last night, I drank too much... (crying) and then... some people... slept
together..." The turtle man's face was as green as the hair on his head. His voice trembled with surprise but not rage,
nor was it anger. He just stammered, "What did you say?! What happened?" The crying girl
replied aggrievedly, "Gu Bei, I... I don't know... I don't know why it turned out like this... Waaah
..."

"Six years, you didn't even give me that. You said you'd save it for when we got married, and I was willing to wait. Is this the result you made me wait for
?!" The cowardly turtle man suddenly became furious. "I'm sorry... Xiao Bei... please let me explain..."
"Explain what?! How can you explain it?! No matter how you explain it, it's already happened!! It happened
that I can't accept!!!" Gu Bei became hysterical, tears streaming down his face. "We're
done!!!" He hung up before Mo Xiaowan could reply, leaving her
crying and pleading...

The warm spring afternoon felt colder than the Earth's poles for 23-year-old Mo Xiaowan. Despite the bright
sunshine , her world was utterly dark, a darkness that would never return for the rest of her life. This one drunken
mistake would ruin her life.

Mo Xiaowan left the devilish apartment, wandering aimlessly and absentmindedly through the streets of this
coastal city. The crowds were still bustling, but the lost girl felt nothing.
Occasionally, men passing by or behind her would glance at her; though beautiful, their eyes were misty and
lifeless.

That evening, she tried to call her boyfriend, but his phone was off. The next day, Mo Xiaowan arrived at the company as usual. Everyone
was the same as usual, and Liu Kun didn't look for her. Instead, she went to the general manager's office and told Liu Kun that she
had gotten drunk the night before and slept until 3 PM the next day before not coming to the company, asking for his forgiveness. Liu Kun knew exactly what was going on and
said with a sly smile, "It's okay, it's okay. It was your first time drinking with clients. Young people don't know
their limits. You'll get better with practice. Go back to work." Mo Xiaowan returned to her desk and forced herself into work mode. Throughout the day, she made all sorts of mistakes and
sent countless text messages to her boyfriend, all of which
went unanswered.

Finally, she made it to the end of the workday and called him, but his phone was off. Around 9 PM, Mo Xiaowan called Gu Bei's phone for what felt like the umpteenth time that day, and finally, he answered. "Don't call me
anymore . Our relationship ended yesterday." "No, Xiao Bei, you won't leave me
. We'll be together forever." Mo Xiaowan said, tears welling up in her eyes again. "I drank too much that night.
I don't know why I did that!" "Don't say anymore. We're over."

With that, he hung up the phone. No matter how many times Xiao Wan called, he wouldn't answer. Several days passed like this; no matter how much she cried
and made a scene, she couldn't reach him. In despair, Mo Xiao Wan sent one last text message: "If you still don't talk to me,
I'll be with him!" However, it was all in vain; Gu Bei remained vanished. During
this time, Gao Chang also contacted Xiao Wan, but she ignored him. She couldn't avoid him, or perhaps,
deep didn't want to avoid him. Subconsciously, deep in her mind, she probably already
considered herself his. If before, she still had Gu Bei—even though her virginity had been
shamelessly —her heart still belonged to the man she loved most, Gu Bei. Now, he had let go, abandoning her in
a sea of fire. What could she rely on, what could she hope for?

A full week had passed since the rape. On Wednesday afternoon, Gao Chang came to Xiao Wan's company. Busy Mo Xiao Wan
was called to the meeting room by a colleague, who said the boss wanted to see her. When Mo Xiaowan entered, she saw that only Gao Chang was inside.
Like a rabbit seeing a wolf, Xiaowan's eyes were filled with fear. She turned to turn the doorknob she had just closed, but Gao
Chang leaped from his seat, grabbed her wrist, and without a word, pinned her down, slamming the door shut.
Without a word, a frenzied, wet kiss ensued (I have to admit, I'm impressed with myself, not sure if I'm impressed by
the male lead or myself). Mo Xiaowan struggled, but couldn't break free. Her mouth was pried open,
and their tongues were intertwined. She tried to push him away, but she was powerless. She hated his shamelessness and lewdness, yet she
felt the genuine pleasure of the wet kiss, even involuntarily letting out moans. The sound was indistinguishable as to
whether she was in pain or enjoying it.

A minute later.

"Xiaowan, why didn't you answer my calls? Do you know how worried I've been these past few days?"
(I can't use crocodile tears because I love cats too much). Mo Xiaowan looked at him resentfully: "Would you worry about me
?" Her eyes regained their usual sparkle, but the joy was gone. "Baby, I was worried to death
! I fell in love with you the moment I first saw you!" Mo Xiaowan didn't speak, lowering her head as tears streamed down her face.
Seeing the goddess's tears, Gao Chang "tenderly" pulled her into his arms, stroking her long, soft black hair. Mo Xiaowan tried
to push him away, or perhaps only symbolically, like Japanese actors saying "no" in certain plays. But Gao Chang
pulled harder, and Xiaowan went limp in his arms, tears streaming down her face, wetting his shirt. She whispered, "You
're not human." Gao Chang "tenderly" stroked her long, black hair and back, gently saying, "I'm not human.
I promise I won't let you suffer any more grievances from now on."

Suddenly, Mo Xiaowan struggled. She thought of the "grievances" she had suffered because of him. Grievances? They
were more than just grievances! Any normal man other than Gu Bei would have wanted to kill this scoundrel! Yet her
boyfriend —no, her ex-boyfriend—was Gu Bei. She was Gu Bei's girlfriend when she was drugged and raped, though not yet
Gu Bei's woman. The thought of how the man she loved most had left her because of him filled her with deep hatred—hatred for his
despicable and shameless nature, hatred for his lewdness and depravity. Gao Chang, having had his fill of tenderness, didn't stop her from breaking free of his embrace. He simply
grinned lewdly and pulled a card from his pocket, handing it to her: "There's 50,000 yuan in cash in here. Take it first. If you
need later, just let me know. I've already spoken to Liu Kun; if you want to come to my company after your internship, or whenever you
want to come, the door is always open for you." Xiao Wan didn't take the card, so Gao Chang placed it on the conference table.
Before leaving, he said his last words: "I can offer you three times your current salary, and everything else will be calculated separately."
The rapist was gone, leaving Mo Xiao Wan still in a daze.

In early June, Mo Xiao Wan resigned, not looking for work again, waiting for her graduation ceremony in July. She
never gave up searching for Gu Bei, but no matter how she inquired, she couldn't contact him; it was as if he had never
existed in her 23 years of life. She moved in with Gao Chang, just as she had told Gu Bei:
if you don't want me, I'll live with him, or rather, be with him often. Of course, not the
apartment . Gao Chang rented a high-end two-bedroom apartment for Mo Xiaowan in a prime location, with a sea view from the balcony.
Cities facing the sea to the south are cooler than those facing the sea to the north, though a bit humid. Gao Chang
delegated to the vice president and assistants, and before the hottest season arrived, he took Mo Xiaowan to Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand. He hoped
to help her escape the shadow he had cast over her and bring her back to a sunny and happy state. My God, this is ridiculous!
I'll kill you first, then properly pay respects at your grave.

On the streets of Bangkok, Gao Chang walked with Xiaowan's arm around his waist. A middle-aged man with a Chinese accent and local skin color greeted
them : "Boss, come over and take a picture! Your mistress is so young and beautiful!" Upon hearing
this, Mo Xiaowan's face flushed crimson, burning like fire. Gao Chang chuckled easily and told him, "
No , we can do it ourselves." He offered no explanation or response regarding his mention of a mistress. Mo Xiaowan
hoped Gao Chang would clarify that they weren't in that kind of relationship, but he didn't. Or perhaps, if not that kind of relationship, then what was it?
Husband and wife? They were nearly twenty years apart. Father and daughter? Oh well, she was his mistress after all. They visited temples,
took a boat across the river, enjoyed local cuisine, passed through a red-light district, and watched a ladyboy show.

Thailand, even if it's not the most corrupt country in the world, is certainly one of them. Prostitutes openly
solicit customers
, and various sexually transmitted diseases are rampant. Whether they could tell that Mo Xiaowan and Gao Chang weren't a couple, or whether they didn't care about your relationship and were going to try to seduce you anyway, along the way, numerous prostitutes whistled and winked at the man beside Mo Xiaowan.
Some even went so far as to rub their ample breasts against his arm. Mo Xiaowan unconsciously
looked at their exposed breasts, comparing them to her own flat chest, and her pretty face flushed again. A thought she
herself couldn't believe flashed through her mind: If my breasts were as full as theirs, would he like me more?
This "he" was, of course, referring to Gao Chang, not Gu Bei. The final program was a strip club performance
by alluring and seductive, alluring and lewd, dancing wildly, stripping, and making all sorts of obscene and provocative
poses, even inserting their long penises into their genitals in public, their expressions and voices perfectly synchronized. Mo Xiaowan
blushed and lowered her head, glancing sideways at the rapist beside her. He was staring intently at the lewd
scene , a bright smile on his face. Several burly men carried dancers onto the stage, where the dancers handed them
their penises and told them to "masturbate" with them, encouraging them to touch their breasts and bodies. Gao Chang was also invited to be dragged,
but he gestured with his right hand towards Xiaowan on his left. The dancer persisted for a few tries but couldn't pull them up, so she gave up. After

the men finished their "performance" and returned to their wives, one of the shrewish women yelled, "You
scoundrel, you can't change your ways!" Then she pointed at Gao Chang and Mo Xiaowan not far away, "Look
how they treat their wives! Those sluts won't budge no matter how hard you pull them, and look at you!" Hearing this, Xiaowan's heart skipped
a beat , unsure whether to be surprised, delighted, or both. Gao Chang, however, smiled as usual, reaching out his left hand to
pull Xiaowan tightly into his arms. Next came a response that made them both laugh: "Look how young and beautiful his
wife is ! If my wife looked like that, I wouldn't even bother going up to her."
The man, who had just been scolded by his wife, retorted defiantly. Mo Xiaowan, who had been living with Gao Chang for almost a month,
felt a faint joy for the first time tonight at being called his wife, even if it was just for
a fleeting moment of being mistaken for his wife.

Back at the hotel, the two took showers one after the other, removed their towels, and Xiaowan changed into a
purple lingerie nightgown that Gao Chang had prepared for her. Gao Chang, wearing only loose boxer shorts, sat on the sofa and beckoned Xiaowan over, his warm...
The girl walked up to him, and he picked her up, placing her on his lap. He gently wrapped his arms around her,
inhaling the fragrance of her damp hair, and asked, "Are you happy today?" Mo Xiaowan nodded softly
. "I'll take you out to travel several times a year from now on. We'll go wherever you want, domestically or internationally,
okay ?" Mo Xiaowan didn't speak, lost in thought. Gao Chang brushed a strand of hair aside from her face, looking into her
downcast eyes, and asked tenderly, "Do you still miss him?"

Mo Xiaowan remained silent, her eyelids lowered, her expression sorrowful. "Baby, I really didn't know it was your first time
. It's my fault," Gao Chang hugged Xiao Wan tightly, his affection as tender as a father caressing his daughter.
It seemed he truly regretted his beastly actions, as if he wouldn't have
drugged . "I will definitely treat you even better, do everything I can to treat you well." Mo Xiao Wan
remained silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke: "Do you know when I was happiest in the past twenty-odd days?"
After saying that, she looked up at the rogue who had raped her. The resentment from weeks ago was gone; all that
remained was longing and passion. "Xiao Wan, tell me," Gao Chang said, looking intently into her eyes. "Can't you guess?"
Mo Xiaowan lowered her head again. "It was just now, during the striptease performance, at a certain moment. Can you guess
?"

Gao Chang thought for a moment and gave a clear answer: "Baby, I'm sorry. Apart from that, I can do everything I
can for you, materially and spiritually. Except for that, baby, I'm sorry, I love you." After saying that,
he kissed her lips. Mo Xiaowan's heart suddenly ached. That was something everyone wanted. Since you
could never give it to me, why did you do this to me? She thought this, but responded in silence. She dodged his kiss, but
he continued to kiss her. She didn't dodge. Their lips touched, their tongues met, and for a second Xiaowan turned her head away. Gao Chang
continued to kiss her, but Xiaowan buried her head deeply in Gao Chang's chest and wouldn't get up. Gao Chang stopped, and instead
put his left arm around her slender waist and his right hand caressed her soft, thin back again and again...

Gao Chang picked up Xiaowan, carried her to the large bed, and laid her down flat. Xiao Wan said, "I don't want to." "
But I do want to." "No, I don't want to, I'm scared." Before this, the two of them had only been intimate three or
four times, including the time he drugged and raped her to take her virginity. "Baby, this isn't as scary as you think. It's
the happiest, most comfortable, and most enjoyable thing in life. You have to learn to enjoy it."

Gao Chang suddenly thought of the night he drugged and raped Xiao Wan to take her virginity. "You don't even know
how wonderfully beautiful your body is." As he spoke, he pressed down on her and began to kiss her collarbone and breasts. Through her pajamas
, he teased and kissed her nipples. Xiao Wan didn't resist or moan. Her body just trembled. When
Gao Chang kissed her all the way to her most alluring triangle area, Xiao Wan finally gently hugged his head, trying
to move away, while panting and saying, "No... um... don't kiss there... I don't want to... no..."

Whether she really had that little strength or wasn't truly resisting, to a lustful man,
her level of resistance was just a seasoning, a catalyst. Gao Chang lifted her nightgown and began licking her through her lace
panties , like a bear encountering honey. Mo Xiaowan's body remained stiff and dry, her genitals
soaked with saliva, but her vagina showed no lubrication. She didn't know whether the dog's licking was pleasurable or painful, only the sounds from
his mouth grew louder and her body trembled more violently.

Then her panties were pulled down. She held them up by the sides with both hands, but without much effort, and they were slowly pulled down to
her knees . Mo Xiaowan finally cried out, "You said you wouldn't let me suffer any injustice, why are you forcing
me to do things I don't like now..." Seeing the beauty's tears, Gao Chang felt a pang of pity and stopped his
actions, the panties stopping at her pale knees. Neither of them spoke; the heavy, frozen air was filled only with the girl's soft
sobs.

Gao Chang didn't force her any further, letting her put her panties back on, then quietly held her, not letting go all night,
and didn't make any more moves.

[To be continued]

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