[Sinking into the Sea of Desire: A Wife-Swapping Man's Heartfelt Confession] (251-350) Author: Withered Leaf in the Wind

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Chapter 251 A pincer attack 2

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, I casually asked, "Su Feng hasn't found Deng Yi yet. Do you have any news?

" Deng Yi? No, how could I have any contact with him? I haven't seen him since I rejected him last time. Li
Qiuyue said calmly, as if surprised, but paused for two seconds before answering.

You're not lying to me, are you? I was burning with anger, wanting to give Li Qiuyue a chance, and restrained myself.

Of course not, how could you think that? I haven't seen him since I rejected him last time. Li Qiuyue said
firmly , then asked, "How so?" "From whom did you hear I had news about him?" Still trying to trick me, I
couldn't hold back any longer, turned around, smashed open the bathroom door, and rushed in. The bathroom was filled with steam, and Li Qiuyue stood naked in the mist, her delicate body
half-hidden. Seemingly unprepared for my sudden intrusion, she screamed in fright and retreated to the wall.

Water splashed onto her delicate body, scattering like tiny flowers. The scene was alluring, beautiful, but
I had no time for that. I rushed forward, grabbed Li Qiuyue's shoulders, and pinned her against the wall. She was
terrified , her eyes filled with confusion as she struggled, but to no avail.

"You're hurting me!" Unable to break free, Li Qiuyue turned to me, looking aggrieved.

I avoided her pitiful gaze and demanded, "Tell me honestly, did you inform Deng Yi?"

This question stiffened Li Qiuyue's body. She probably guessed I already knew, but she still evaded the question, saying, "I don't
understand what you're talking about. I'll give you one last chance. Did you secretly inform Deng Yi?" I increased the pressure on Li Qiuyue's
shoulders, the veins on the back of my hands bulging with anger.

"What do you want? You tricked me here just to ask this?" Li Qiuyue shrank back, still
refusing to admit it. "Answer my question!" I pressed close to her face, demanding an answer.

I didn't know if it was my pinching that hurt her, or if my relentless pressure was making her resentful. Li Qiuyue glared at me, then turned
her head away, ignoring me.

"Tell me or not!" Zhou Xuemei's back injury and cold expression kept flashing before my eyes, and Li Qiuyue
's concealment only fueled my anger. The thought that she had betrayed everyone for Deng Yi made me feel like I was on
the verge of losing control.

Li Qiuyue remained silent, but my patience finally wore thin, and all my anger erupted. I grabbed
her hand, pulled her, and shoved her against the glass outside the bathroom.

"Ah!" Li Qiuyue cried out in fright. The floor was wet, and she, barefoot, stumbled and slammed against
the glass. Once she regained her balance, she yelled, "What are you doing?" I leaned closer, pinning her against the glass door, and whispered in her ear, "I
just want to know if you sent a message to Deng Yi.

" "Don't do this, you're hurting me!" Li Qiuyue still wouldn't speak. Driven to her rage, she struggled and
turned to me, saying, "Let go!"

"Quiet down and answer my question properly. Don't move!" I angrily reached out and pressed Li Qiuyue's
head down, forcefully slamming it against the glass with a dull thud.

Li Qiuyue cried out in pain, her head and body restrained, unable to move. The water from the showerhead gushed out,
splashing my hair and clothes, but I completely ignored it. In the misty haze, her delicate body
pressed tightly against the glass, half-hidden. "Still not going to talk, huh? Then you'll taste the pain others suffer." Her silent
resistance left me helpless. Thinking that she had not only betrayed Xinren to help Deng Yi, but
even now, she was still stubbornly resisting for that fat pig, my anger erupted. I extended two fingers from behind and suddenly inserted
them into her private parts.

"Ugh!" Li Qiuyue was caught off guard, and was forced to stand on tiptoe to avoid it, her body shrinking back sharply. "How does it taste?
Not good, is it?" I said, my hand thrusting in and out. "Ugh!" The sudden pain made Li Qiuyue instinctively squeeze her legs together to avoid it,
but there was nowhere to hide. With my movements, she frowned and let out small sobs.

I thrust fiercely for several minutes, and Li Qiuyue gritted her teeth and groaned in pain, but she wouldn't speak. Regardless of her concealment,
the more she endured, the angrier I became. Didn't she hate Deng Yi? Then why would she endure this
suffering and go to such lengths for Deng Yi?

I felt a wicked desire growing and spreading in my heart, quickly engulfing my entire body, stealing my consciousness, and making me completely
lose my mind. I withdrew my hand, and before Li Qiuyue could catch her breath, I joined three fingers together and thrust them in again
. "Still not going to talk? Let's see how long you can hold out!

" "Ugh!" As I thrust in, Li Qiuyue's legs kept shaking, and her fingers, which were bracing against the glass, gripped helplessly. "
How is it? It doesn't feel good, does it? This must hurt a lot. If you don't want to suffer, admit it, and I promise to stop immediately." I said sinisterly, close to Li Qiuyue's ear, like a
wicked devil. Li Qiuyue turned and glared at me resentfully, a silent protest.
For some reason, I felt a little guilty under her gaze. Whether I wanted to avoid her eyes or to get
her to speak, my hand moved quickly and forcefully.

Chapter 252 Pincer Attack 3

Ah!!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!!

The moment I moved, Li Qiuyue screamed in pain. She instinctively squeezed her legs together, trying to stop my hand. I reached out from
behind and forcefully spread her legs, pressing her against the glass door in a starfish position.

Warm water gushed down from above, dripping down our bodies. My hand moved quickly, and warm
liquid kept flowing out, I couldn't tell if it came from Li Qiuyue's body or from the flowing water. At first, she still had the strength to struggle,
but now, she only had the strength to scream in pain and occasionally twist her waist to try and escape. She lay limply against the glass
door; if I hadn't been supporting her from behind, she probably would have already slipped to the ground.

I felt Li Qiuyue's body trembling slightly, her hands being gripped tighter and tighter. I knew what this reaction meant,
and I never expected it to climax so soon. I pressed my hand against the back of her neck, sliding it to her chest and kneading
it . "Still won't tell me?" Faced with her silence, I was powerless, only able to increase the pressure and frequency of my hands. I hoped she
couldn't take it anymore and would tell me everything. To my surprise, instead of a reply, I received a torrential downpour.
The sudden shaking lasted less than two minutes, and when the flood hit, I was a little frightened.

At the climax, she clenched her knuckles and screamed loudly. She seemed a little shy, and also a little
inexplicably pleasured. This flood was different from the ones before; it was a real torrent, warm and raging. It
gushed out from my fingers, mixed with warm water dripping down.

The powerful contractions hindered my hand. The flood kept pouring down, both in quantity and
temperature, which was astonishing. A thought popped into my mind: had she peed?

Li Qiuyue lay limply on the glass, moaning loudly, her body convulsing and her muscles trembling.
I felt a little nauseous, but mostly excited. I pulled my hand away, seeing the sticky substance and lingering yellow
residue. I could smell the urine from afar. I was right

; my desire surged, my mind racing. But I reluctantly put my hand under
warm water to wash it clean. "I didn't expect this unexpected reward," I
said, leaning close to her ear and licking her earlobe. She was very sensitive now, unconsciously closing her eyes and trembling slightly as if enjoying it. But she still stopped me, saying, "Grow up quickly...
why are we back to this again? Tell me, and I'll let you go." I hugged her tightly,
kneading her breasts heavily. "You treat me like this, and you think I'll tell you willingly?" She turned her eyes
to look at me, saying hatefully, "Don't even think about it!"

At times like this, the more a woman resists, the more it arouses a man's animalistic instincts and his desire to conquer. I bit her earlobe
and said, "Then I'll use another method to force you to say it." She winced and cried out in pain from the bite. I released her soft,
alluring breasts. One hand slid down to her waist, grabbing inside from the front, while the other extended its index finger, probing towards her
buttocks.

"What do you want to do?" She tensed up, clenching her buttocks warily. "You should know what I want to do! You've
definitely done this before, haven't you?" "I've never tried it before. I've wanted to for a long time, but I've never had the chance. Today is the perfect opportunity to test her
fear, which makes me very proud. I finally understand Deng Yi from yesterday a little, and I feel like I've become similar to him,
fully enjoying a woman's fear, venting my lust." As I spoke, my finger slowly slid towards her petals.

"Don't do anything rash, let me go!" She gathered all her strength, twisting and struggling. "

I'll ask you one last time, will you tell me or not?" My finger slid outside her petals.

"Let go!" She shook her head frantically in a fit of rage, screaming. Her hair brushed against my cheek, and my chest ached slightly, but
I ignored it all. I pressed her against the glass with force, saying, "Wrong answer! You forced me to do this!"
I wet my fingers and began to penetrate her from both sides simultaneously.

The beginning was easy, but the barrier was tight, the resistance was immense, and her resistance was considerable. By now, I couldn't
stop. I was determined to penetrate, increasing the pressure with my hands, painstakingly breaking through her defenses little by little.

At first, she could still scream, but as I went deeper, she opened her mouth wide like a dying fish, her head held high,
and could no longer make a sound. Her long hair fell over my shoulders. She tried to pull away, but the glass blocked her way, leaving her
nowhere to escape.

After a difficult battle, my index finger finally penetrated completely. I stopped. She bit her lip,
breathing , as if savoring a familiar sensation.

"How was it? Was it good?" I asked teasingly. Seeing her angry eyes, as if she was about to curse me, I moved
both hands simultaneously.

Her words were swallowed back instantly, replaced by a gasp. "Looks like it's comfortable!" I said smugly, coordinating my hands
.

Her expression was priceless; I had never seen such a face contorted with love and hate, pain and joy.
Her body quickly became uncontrollable; though unwilling, her slender waist began to sway rhythmically. Her
reaction satisfied and pleased me greatly.

Warm water flowed gently, steam floated, and everything became dreamlike, adding to the ambiance of the bathroom. (Back to Chapter

253, Frontal Attack 4)

I felt like I was playing, and Li Qiuyue's expression and reactions gave me a lot of fun. Sliding in, the situation
slowly opened up; she closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling as if enjoying it.

At this moment, even if Li Qiuyue begged me to stop and admit about Deng Yi, I probably wouldn't be able to stop. My fingers
entered completely each time; the first half was easy, but in the second half, her heels would tremble, trying
to escape .

With the flowing water, I slowly increased the force and speed of my thrusts. Her cries were somewhat agonizing, filled with pain,
yet also with joy and pleasure. Her moans varied with my thrusts, shifting several
times in a single movement, making it difficult to discern whether she was experiencing pleasure or pain.

This act was insane; I don't know why, I never initially intended to do such a thing, it
just happened naturally. However, while stimulating her, my own desire was burning wildly.

Slowly, the situation opened up completely, though the back was still a bit tight, but I was finally able to enter smoothly. Watching her gradually
get used to it, the joy on her face overshadowing the pain, I felt a great sense of accomplishment. She seemed to have given in, limply clinging
to the glass, no longer resisting, letting me do as I pleased. Her eyes blazed with lust, and her mole became even more alluring. I couldn't
resist , impatiently withdrawing my index finger and using my middle finger to probe. She could clearly feel my change, but
was powerless to stop me.

The resistance was still significant, but I impatiently forced my way in. She tensed, tilting her head back, constantly moaning in
surprise . I was already controlled by my desire, paying no attention to her reactions or discomfort. I attacked her from both ends simultaneously as soon as I entered
. Whether from pain or pleasure, she gripped the glass haphazardly.

After a while, exhausted, she could only lean on my shoulder for support. As I withdrew, I
forcefully inserted my middle and index fingers. This sudden attack made her tremble, her hands gripping mine tightly, trying
to stop me . But it was all in vain; the attacks from both ends had left her limp as water, her hands powerless.

My desire was already burning, and I thrust rapidly, wanting to quickly establish raptures and taste the moisture. The vigorous movements
splashed water everywhere. Her head twisted and turned, letting out labored cries, and she tried to escape on tiptoe, but there
was no escape .

Soon she was completely wet. Feeling I was almost there, I pulled out my already taut faucet and pressed her back against the glass.
Sensing I was about to get serious, she looked at me with a mournful expression; escape was impossible.

Holding the faucet, I charged towards the opening, excited, having never played like this before. My confident
attack failed miserably; at the crucial moment, she twisted her hips to dodge.

I was a little disappointed and a little angry, having wanted to see her expression when she was finally breached. I
tightened my grip on her forelegs, saying, "Don't move." She cried out in pain, instinctively pulling back, sticking her buttocks up high
as if waiting. I held her again and forcefully entered. Although I struggled for a while, the entrance was still tight, much
harder than before, and after trying for a long time, I still couldn't get in.

I was a little frustrated, but also very excited; I wondered what it would feel like once inside. I applied some
Mu Yulu and thrust a couple more times, then touched my upper body as well. Whether it was because of the previous experience or because she
couldn't wait any longer, her eyes were full of desire as she gritted her teeth and waited. I hooked her legs and opened them, squeezing my legs between her thighs. From
I mustered my strength and attacked again. After wiping Mu Yulu, it was indeed much easier. Slowly, little by little, I broke through her defenses.

She frowned, and when I was halfway in, she cried out, "No!" and pushed against my waist, exclaiming, "Slow down!"

Finally victorious, I was triumphant, continuing to penetrate deeper, saying, "You finally said nothing but 'Let me go
'!"

"Ah! It hurts!" she cried out, gripping my waist tightly and pushing back forcefully. Not fully inside yet,
I didn't want to hurt her too much, so I maintained my position, kissing her earlobe, licking her snowy back and neck, trying to relax her and
familiarize . This caused her to pant softly, a satisfied smile quickly appearing on her lips. Suddenly, I opened my mouth and bit her shoulder. She screamed
in pain, and I thrust in abruptly.

A soft popping sound, like opening a cork in red wine, or popping a bubble. There was also her cry of pain,
her nails digging into my flesh. My patience had long since worn thin; I had no desire to play with her anymore. Before she could recover,
I started moving. It was indeed very tight, pressing down a little painfully, but it felt amazing, very satisfying. She arched her back with my movements
, then I slammed her against the glass, making a squeaking, rubbing, and contracting sensation that was incredibly intense, making me lose control and
only want even stronger pleasure.

I pressed her against the bathroom glass, punishing her with all my might. Her tender breasts rubbed up and down against the glass,
squeaking, and my hands in front of her didn't stop either, deliberately moving back and forth, giving her
no time to catch her breath.

She was tortured to the point of exhaustion, her brows furrowed, her eyes rolling back, biting her lip and screaming. Her long hair, like a curtain hanging from the window,
swayed rhythmically in the wind. She tilted her head back, resting on my shoulder, and I occasionally licked her neck in a stimulating way.

Warm water cascaded down, washing over her chest, the water vapor filling the air, feeling like being in paradise. The person in my arms had also
become a fairy; nothing was more pleasurable than watching a fairy fall, sinking into the sea of desire. My inner
wicked desires grew wildly, our bodies colliding frantically, producing sounds that made my heart race and intoxicate me. Her
occasional moans and screams, accompanied by the rushing water, added a primal, almost primal, allure.

We were both enjoying it, but she was being attacked from both ends and quickly begged for mercy, saying she couldn't take it anymore, that she needed to pee, and begging me
to stop . I didn't care, continuing to thrust relentlessly. The more I tormented her, the more my anger
subsided, and the greater my satisfaction became.

This scene, this first time, made me lose myself, experiencing not only immense physical pleasure
but also a rare spiritual fulfillment. My spirit soared, my cells vibrated, and I could even clearly
feel some kind of energy gathering at the point of contact.

She was already limp and lifeless, completely clinging to me, supported by my grip on her lower body and
the force of my kneading her chest. The contractions grew stronger, the gathering energy increased, the frequency quickened, and she
unconsciously let out low growls.

Warm water kept washing over us, but it still couldn't cleanse the ever-flowing stains. She erupted before me,
her body contracting forcefully, her legs trembling as a torrent of heat surged down again. I was somewhat surprised; the heat told me that
she had urinated again, and this time it was even more intense. Not only was her lower body contracting tightly, but even her abdomen was contracting.
I was being stimulated from both ends and couldn't hold back any longer, ejaculating directly from behind. And for some reason, at that moment,
I couldn't help but thrust in to the deepest point. Her eyes were half-closed, trembling from the rush of water. We were both intensely
entangled together. I moved her head, passionately sucking and kissing the corners of her mouth, our tongues intertwining, sliding and licking her
collarbone. Her feet were also hooked around my ankles, rubbing against my calves incessantly, her hands still grabbing and pinching my body.

Chapter 254 Pincer Attack 5

Li Qiuyue and I were intertwined, and the pleasure took a long time to subside. Even after she softened, she was still trapped
inside by the intense contractions, and it took a struggle to twist her waist to pull out.

She leaned against my shoulder as if in shock, her eyes closed, seemingly savoring the experience, motionless. I smoothed her already
damp , disheveled hair, water dripping from the ends down her chest. We pressed together, engaged in a fierce battle, and I, too,
grew tired, collapsing softly against the wall, panting.

After a long while, Li Qiuyue slowly recovered, her eyes filled with a mixture of love and hate, reproach and anger. Although I felt I
had gone a bit too far, I didn't regret it at all; this experience was too wonderful for me. It not only satisfied my physical desires but also
my desire to conquer, as well as the wicked lust and spiritual enjoyment within me.

Even if I hadn't felt anger towards Li Qiuyue, if I had known about this intoxicating pleasure, I
would have tried it myself. Perhaps not seeing any remorse or regret in my eyes, Li Qiuyue angrily
broke free from my embrace, stood under the showerhead, and let the water fall over her head. I reached out to pull her, but she shook me off. She was angry,
and so was I. I forcefully grabbed her arm and pulled her into my arms. She stumbled from the pull, but Li Qiuyue
didn't seem care. She demanded, "Why are you doing this to me?

Why did you betray us?" I retorted. "

What right do you have to treat me like this?" Anger blazed in Li Qiuyue's eyes. "

Who told you to betray us first?" I remained calm. Li Qiuyue broke free from my embrace and, facing me angrily, said, "
Since you already know, why did you still want to hear me? Was it just to humiliate me? To torture me?

" The more stubborn and rebellious she became, the heavier my indifference grew. I grabbed her again, pulling her into my arms. This time
, face to face, I looked her in the eyes and roared, "Do you know how shocked I was when I heard this news? How much I hoped it was false?
I came to ask you, just to get your confirmation. Do you know how much someone paid a terrible price for this news?"

Whether startled by my appearance or shocked by my words, Li Qiuyue stared at me blankly, unresponsive for a moment
. Her gloomy expression made my heart ache. Knowing the outcome, why did she do it? I wanted to
know her reasons, to hear her explanation.

I calmed myself, pulled her into my arms, and said, word by word, "I so wish I could hear you say it yourself, that it was all a lie
, all fabricated by Deng Yi. How could you betray everyone for him? To cause others pain? Do you know
what danger we would face if things got out of control?"

Li Qiuyue bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes, and hugged me tightly, resting her head on my shoulder. I
sighed inwardly; a beautiful woman's tears could soften a man's heart, make him panic, and leave him helpless. I hugged her tighter, gently patting her
back reassuringly.

The bathroom became quiet, save for the sound of running water and splashing water. After a moment of silence,
Li Qiuyue said she was also surprised when she saw Deng Yi's photo, wondering how he had found the club. I was very
scared at the time, afraid that if you got to know me, Qian Hao would find out about my past, so I tried to stop you.

Whether it was unwillingness to face me or fear of eye contact, she kept her head resting on my shoulder while we spoke. "

I'm not afraid of others knowing, but I don't want Qian Hao to know. Although we have many minor disagreements,
I love him very much and don't want those things to ruin our marriage. You must promise me you'll never tell
anyone I tell you." Li Qiuyue's subsequent condition sounded somewhat apprehensive, as fragile as a helpless little
woman.

I understood a little; perhaps when a marriage is threatened, when isolated and helpless, a woman might
make some unexpected decisions. Regardless of whether the decision is right or wrong, their self-preservation instinct would make
them believe it's the right thing to do.

But I couldn't understand what secret Li Qiuyue and Deng Yi had that was worth such a great risk and
sacrifice.

After all, if this were exposed, it would also jeopardize her marriage and make Qian Hao even angrier. After all,
his wife was helping her former lover behind his back, putting herself and everyone around her in danger. Compared to the former,
this was even more unforgivable.

I asked, "What exactly happened between you and Deng Yi?" When I saw him, he seemed very dissatisfied with you, and
kept saying he had helped you a lot, and that you betrayed him first! He helped me? I gave him so much,
shouldn't he pay me back for my youth? Besides, my relationship with him wasn't voluntary at all. I got into public
relations because of him, so I've always hated him. Li Qiuyue said indignantly. This tangled relationship
was a bit confusing for me. Li Qiuyue recalled that I was originally just a junior employee in the company. Once, he saw
me at the company and secretly arranged for me to have dinner and drinks with him. I had no idea. That night, I was drunk and
he took my virginity. Later, through his arrangement, I became a public relations employee in the company, which led me down a path I never imagined.

Chapter 255 The Supervisor Still Misses His Wife 1

I didn't expect things to be so complicated. Li Qiuyue spoke bitterly, and I believe she had never told anyone about these things
. I was also at a loss, not knowing how to comfort her, so I could only gently stroke her hair in a comforting manner.

Later I learned that Deng Yi had me do public relations work only to use me, to help him monitor the company's internal operations
and the interpersonal relationships of senior management within the organization. Every time I went out drinking with important clients, I had to record their names
and report back to him

so he could monitor the company's upper echelons and use these connections to climb the corporate ladder. Li Qiuyue seemed to still clearly remember
the helplessness she felt then, wiping away tears from her eyes.

Now, I can't help her at all; I can only listen quietly, hoping that she'll
feel but haven't I sacrificed enough? A woman, used as
a pawn in his game, manipulated at will, forced to endure his perverse interests at night. I don't want to be controlled and
tormented by him for the rest of my life; of course I want to find a way to leave him. Is that wrong? Li Qiuyue became agitated as she spoke, looking up
at me. Through her teary eyes, I saw a woman facing the helplessness of society and life, and her dissatisfaction and accusations
against everything. I was speechless. In this seemingly inexplicable entanglement, whose fault was it? Who
should bear the responsibility?

Li Qiuyue's question filled me with a deep sense of guilt for what I had done today. It was as if I were
the culprit who had driven her to this point, as if I had reopened that shocking wound and rubbed salt into it!

I hugged her tightly as if atoning for my sins, gently stroking her hair to comfort her: "Cry, it'll make you feel better!"

Li Qiuyue leaned on my shoulder and sobbed, "Men will all stay away from me if they know I'm a public relations professional.
I finally met Qian Wu, and he didn't care about my past, which is why we have a family. For this family, for our
marriage, I'm willing to do anything."

"I know, I know!" I said softly. She was also a pitiful woman. Although she sometimes made mistakes,
I couldn't blame her. She cried for a long time, her sobs choking her sobs, her body trembling slightly. I stayed with her until she gradually calmed down.
I comforted her, saying that it was all over, Deng Yi wouldn't bother her anymore, and she had to promise me she wouldn't see him again, and definitely
wouldn't reveal anything to him that could threaten the club.

Li Qiuyue looked up at me, sobbing. I emphasized, "I'm afraid Qian Wu doesn't want you to see him either!"
She nodded as if she understood. I sighed inwardly and helped Li Qiuyue out of the bathroom. She lay in bed for two hours,
and I took the opportunity to give her wet clothes to the waiter to be ironed. Only after she had completely calmed down did we leave the hotel together.

As we parted, I comforted her, telling her not to think about the past, that it was all in the past, and promised that today's conversation
would never be told to anyone. A faint smile of gratitude finally appeared on her lips, and my uneasy heart
finally calmed down a little. Whether for Li Qiuyue, for Qian Wu, or for many others, I would
naturally to myself. I never thought of going to Deng Yi to seek justice for her, because it was originally a
matter that was difficult to explain. Besides, even if I wanted to, I wouldn't have the power. If he hadn't been wary of the people behind me, I might
have suffered enough yesterday. Walking past Li Qiuyue, I still felt a strange sense of loss, unsure if it was for the disappearance of Zhou Xuemei
or Li Qiuyue herself. I found a small restaurant alone, ordered a few dishes and some wine. Although the food
wasn't great, I didn't mind. It had been a long time since I'd hidden away in a corner where no one would notice me. I wanted to
experience that long-lost relaxation, and also wanted to get drunk and sleep it off, temporarily forgetting what had happened in the past two days.

I came home drunk that day, and surprisingly, my wife didn't scold me or show any displeasure. I woke up the next day with
a terrible headache. Although many things can't be forgotten so easily, my heavy heart felt much lighter. After all,
the headache that had been worrying me was finally over. Although the process was a bit painful, at least it was a close call.
I went to work , and that evening I called Su Feng to arrange a meeting. I told him I had spoken with Deng Yi, and they guaranteed they wouldn't continue
investigating the club or release the photos. Su Feng was initially a little skeptical, but I repeatedly assured him that
Deng Yi wouldn't inquire about the club anymore. I didn't specify where or how the meeting would take place. But for some reason,
Su Feng ultimately chose to believe me, saying that as long as there was no trouble on his end, the matter would end there. It wasn't

until Su Feng relayed the news to the other club members that I finally felt completely at ease. However, this incident
served as a wake-up call for me. Having considered my escape route many times, I reconsidered and prepared to lay out a backup plan in advance.
Even if the club were exposed one day, I couldn't let it harm my wife.

However, even though I had a plan in mind, finding the right people and making preparations still required time. And right now...
The timing isn't right either, because everything requires money now. For me, this is perhaps
the .

Chapter 256 The Supervisor Still Misses His Wife 2

Life finally returned to normal, everything was in order in Jining, and life became leisurely again. Since the last time I invited
Xiao Yang for a double flight, life at the company has been much better. He no longer secretly trips me up, and occasionally he even
assigns me some important cases.

At work, I still secretly slack off every day, going online to chat and play chess with Mengjie. I feel like I'm addicted,
it's become a habit I can't break. I see her on time every day, and if she doesn't come one day, I still miss her
. After working for the company for so many years, not being afraid of being discovered slacking off in the office is the most fitting
feeling I have now, so it's not like my efforts for the company have been in vain.

But what makes me happiest these days is that the big case from a few days ago has received a good response. I heard from Gao Yue
that the other company is very satisfied and has praised it highly, and the boss is very happy. They said they'd hold a press conference
soon . This was an unexpected bonus, but I didn't really care. What made me happiest was that
if the results were good, my chances of promotion would be even greater. But through these past few years, I've learned that external efforts alone
aren't enough; internal support is also crucial. Right now, the only person in the company I can rely on, someone I'm close to and can really talk to, is
Xiao Yang.

I decided to splurge again and take Xiao Yang out, hoping he'd put in a good word for me at a meeting with upper management.
I picked a date and asked him to go out for dinner. This fox probably already guessed I needed something from him, and he didn't refuse at all,
taking for granted, even laughing at me for finally getting it.

That night, Xiao Yang didn't hold back, ordering all the best food and drinks. Seeing him eat with such gusto, his mouth greasy and
his expression completely satisfied, I actually lost my appetite. Needless to say, after dinner, I had to persuade him to go out and have some fun. This time,
Fatty even suggested something new, saying that since he had just finished eating at his roommate's place, he needed to go for a bath and massage to relax and be refreshed before going to bed
.

My heart was bleeding! It wasn't his money, so why didn't he care? Although I was helpless, I still had to
bite the bullet , smile broadly, and agree, pretending to be happy and saying "It's my pleasure, it's my pleasure." While in the bath
, he kept lecturing me about how we live in a relationship-driven society and how I should cultivate good relationships with those in power, as if he were teaching me that giving gifts and
treating people to meals was a given.

I knew Fatty didn't have good intentions; he just wanted to appease me, to make me take it for granted, and to encourage me
to invite him out more often. Although I was resentful, I had to admit that this was the trend. In today's society,
if you didn't do this, it would be difficult to get ahead. After the bath and massage, Xiao Yang specifically found a young and pretty
girl. With a woman in his sight, this fat man completely forgot about me. Even though we were on adjacent beds, he barely spoke a word to me.
He kept harassing the young girl, asking her all sorts of questions, and eventually even started touching her inappropriately, constantly boasting about how he, the fat man,
was taking advantage of her.

I don't know whether to call the girl materialistic or just incredibly charming. I felt a bit of contempt for this fat man, but mostly
envy. Despite being so obese, he was still so popular with women. He could even
charm , letting her take advantage of him. I was just an extra, barely interacting with the woman beside me,
and constantly nodding to cover for him. What annoyed me most was that after we left, this fat man kept criticizing me for being too
conservative , saying that when you're out having fun, you should take advantage of any opportunity, and if there's a woman, you should find a place to sleep with her. Strangely, although
I didn't quite agree, I couldn't refute his twisted logic, and I was even a little jealous, so I nodded in agreement.

When we arrived at the same Yinchi Royal Mansion as last time, the greeters were the same, and the madam who came to serve us was still Manager Guo.
Last time, it seemed we set the bar too high. Even if the quality improved, it couldn't possibly get worse! After the double flight last time,
we had to grit our teeth and ask Xiao Yang to choose two more this time.

Chapter 257 The Supervisor Still Has His Wife 3

I curiously asked Dou'er why she was scared. She replied earnestly that it wasn't just because she met my wife,
but also because she saw that my wife looked a lot like her. I told her that my wife was also scared by her, and she was happy and a little
excited after hearing that. Dou'er talked on and on about how she was afraid of causing me trouble, so she suddenly had the idea to scold me. I
laughed at how convincing her acting was. She widened her eyes and asked if it was real. When I confirmed it, she laughed happily. She
said it was the first time she'd encountered something like this, and her heart was pounding. After my wife and I left, she was drenched in cold sweat.

We chatted quickly, and had a great time in bed. Dou'er was very attentive. Later,
while she was massaging me and chatting, I soon got hard again, and she even took the initiative to make me feel good again. I was a little confused at the time, but she smiled
and said it was nothing, advising me not to think too much, it just so happened that she wanted it too. Although I didn't know if she was telling the truth, I
did develop a slight liking for her.

Xiao Yang went in first, and even though my time wasn't over yet, I still had to hurry and follow him
out . It seemed that the two women were very attentive to him; he was beaming with satisfaction, and his hands were
constantly groping and touching the two women as he went downstairs.

Everything here hadn't changed; it was still a man's paradise, where anyone could enjoy themselves as long as they were willing to spend the money. Except for feeling a little heartache when
paying the bill , many men would probably be willing to live a life of debauchery here.

The first half of the night passed quickly, seemingly going smoothly, but when we parted, a casual remark from Xiao Yang made
my heart tighten again. Sitting in the car, he mentioned, intentionally or unintentionally, that he hadn't seen his wife in a long time and missed
her, suggesting that I bring her out for a meal next time. He spoke very subtly, but I knew all too well what Xiao Yang's true intentions were.
Having learned from my previous experience, I replied with difficulty that my wife was very busy lately and probably wouldn't have time. To my surprise, Xiao Yang immediately became displeased
upon hearing this, inwardly accusing me of being naive and shamelessly saying it was just a meal, not
a trip, and wouldn't take long. Before I could explain, he added that next time, if my wife wasn't with me, I shouldn't
drive off after inviting him out.

I was dumbfounded. We had just finished a meal, a massage, and a prostitute, and he could change his attitude so quickly—only this
fat guy could do that. I was furious. A trip, my foot! He was treating someone else's wife like a mistress!
I cursed his entire family, except for Gao Yue, in front of the departing headlights.

I thought Xiao Yang had forgotten about his wife, but it seems he still had it in his mind. And after all I did,
almost using him as cannon fodder, he brought it up again. It seems some people really are like dogs that can't be fed; no matter how good you are to them, they'll still
be after you.

There's no use being upset; you've encountered a dog that wants to eat you, so you can only accept your bad luck. In the following days, I didn't go to...
I looked for Xiao Yang, but he ignored me. Thankfully, he didn't make things difficult for me this time. I went to work as usual every day, determined
to climb the ladder through my own efforts. I had thought it over to myself; in the past few months, I had successfully completed two major cases. Whether considering
seniority or merit, that position was rightfully mine. As long as the higher-ups weren't confused and no one caused trouble, a promotion was
inevitable.

Understanding this made me feel much lighter. But I didn't slack off. I worked hard at my job and even treated Gao Yue
to a meal, subtly trying to gather information. I wouldn't dare to have any ulterior motives or try anything underhanded.

The news I received was very encouraging. She quietly told me that when the boss and several key department leaders discussed
adding a new team, my name had been mentioned, but there had been opposition.

This was incredibly exciting news. I was so excited and kept thanking Gao Yue for her help. I was so happy; there was no one else
around , so I could only thank her. She was a little embarrassed and declined, saying it was nothing. Whether it was the last
meeting with the boss or the successful completion of this project, even considering seniority, it was my turn.

Even with Gao Yue saying that, I was still happy. I drank quite a bit that night, and my excitement seemed
incomprehensible . I understood that in her eyes, being promoted to team leader was nothing special. But for me, it was different. It
was not only an affirmation of my efforts over the past few years, but it also gave me confidence and the ability to hold my head high, whether at the company or in front of my wife's family
.

After bringing Gao Yue home, I couldn't help but tell my wife the news that night. She was even
happier and played with me in bed for a long time until we were both tired and finally fell asleep in each other's arms.

I waited for almost a week, but instead of news of the promotion, I received a call from Gao Yue. She said that the company across the street was preparing
a press conference and a celebration party, and invited me to attend.

I wasn't disappointed at the time; instead, I was somewhat flattered. If it were a celebration by the boss or company, I could understand.
I just couldn't understand why the other company's celebration party would invite a junior planner like me. Even though I wasn't sure, I
readily agreed, after all, it was a chance to make an appearance.

For the next two days, my mind was completely elsewhere, constantly thinking about what to wear, what to say, and
who I would meet—all sorts of random thoughts.

Chapter 258 She Was Also Involved 1

On the day of the press conference, the company gave me a day off. When I left in the morning, my wife even specially picked out
a nice shirt for me.

Because it was the press conference of the partner company, only a few of us went. Gao Yue had told me that company
personnel would be present, and at first I had some reservations, but when I got into the company car assigned to the boss, I was so
nervous that I didn't even dare to lean back.

Not only was I very reserved, but I was also very uncomfortable with the boss sitting next to me. I didn't know what to do with my hands and feet,
afraid of doing something wrong. I kept glancing at Gao Yue in the passenger seat; she seemed calm and collected, probably already used to it.

The boss was quite kind. Although he wasn't a frequent visitor, I'd seen this middle-aged man in his fifties quite a few times. I hadn't
mentioned it since we hadn't met, but today he showed concern for me, frequently asking about my work, family, and whether
I was tired .

He also said things like I should take advantage of my youth to gain experience at the grassroots level, how it would help me in the future, and other such things.
Of course, he also praised me for joining the company, mentioning that the boss occasionally mentioned me—all comforting
words for employees.

After all, he was the boss, and an elder, so I had to respect him both outwardly and inwardly. I nodded repeatedly in agreement,
expressing my determination. However, this kind of conversation, not directly related to anything practical, still made me a little uncomfortable. I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles in
the car , eagerly awaiting the press conference. Just

when I was about to give up, my face turning into a sour gourd, the driver finally stopped and announced we had arrived. Relieved, I got out of the car
and used the excuse of needing to use the restroom to escape the old man's presence.

This is the generation gap caused by position and age. A boss might not be polite to the heads of relevant departments,
but he'll be very polite to ordinary, lower-level employees.

Sitting in his position, I'm not some nobody like myself, dealing with mundane things like groceries, salary increases, and paying off
the mortgage . So, I find it hard to understand what he's saying now; we simply can't connect.
Gao Yue probably knew I was upset; I noticed more than once in the car that she would occasionally
glance at . Knowing I was making excuses, she didn't call me out on it. She simply reminded me of the time and
location of the press conference, then followed the boss into the main hall. This time, the collaboration was with a large mobile phone company with
a huge user base and some national recognition. The venue was the city's largest showroom. I'd been there a few times before,
always during holidays, and I even made a fool of myself there once at a car show. Back then, I was just there to browse and kill time.
I saw a car I'd liked for a long time and squeezed to the second row of the booth to listen to the introduction. But then a very
pretty attracted a lot of people, and the area became a chaotic mess. She added fuel to the fire by deliberately sitting half-
asleep in front of the car.

By sheer coincidence, I was positioned perfectly so that through the pristine white floor, I could see the reflection of her white miniskirt beneath her
skirt. The car model was beautiful, heavily made-up, posing seductively on stage, and I instantly and shamefully got an erection.

It's not entirely my fault; if I didn't get an erection seeing such a beautiful woman's skirt, I wouldn't be
a man . This was expected, but then, by sheer coincidence, a guy taking pictures in front of me—probably not a
good person either—wanted to capture the view under the model's skirt.

Without warning, he suddenly stuck out his butt and squatted down. Now, standing behind him, I was not only forced
back two steps but also forcibly pushed down into my pants. It hurt more than a slap; I
almost cried from the pain.

The guy who caused the accident was awful. He hurt me, and I knew it was bad enough, but then he turned around and
laughed, staring at my slowly rising erection, making everyone notice my erect penis.

Even the car model above couldn't help but laugh, even though her breasts were bouncing quite noticeably. At that moment, I just wanted
to crawl into a hole.

I didn't dare say a word and slunk away, clutching my erection. Luckily, it wasn't photographed and reported,
otherwise, not only would I have been embarrassed, but my wife would have given me a good scolding when she got home.

Even now, thinking about it still hurts and makes me feel ashamed. I haven't come here for over a year since then;
I guess after all this time, nobody would recognize me anymore. When I came back to the exhibition hall after using the restroom, there were already quite a few
reporters . There were many new feature phones being displayed by that company, as well as some concept phones under development.
Of course, there were also models holding phones for people to take pictures, and some professionals providing introductions.

Having learned my lesson last time, I only dared to peek from afar outside the crowd, never daring to look at
the floor . If something like that happened again today, I probably wouldn't be so lucky. Even if I wasn't
photographed by all these reporters, Gao Yue would find out.

If it reached the boss's ears, it would damage the company's image, and forget about promotion, I might
not . It must be said that while this company's phones aren't the most powerful, their quality is universally acknowledged to be
top-notch. They can withstand drops and smashes. There was a news report once about a tough female hero who used a phone from this company as
a brick to deal with a robber trying to steal her phone. Not only did she successfully subdue the robber, but afterwards, the phone was completely undamaged and could still
be used to make calls to arrest people.

Chapter 259: She was also involved.

The company's reputation made today's press conference very lively; it's estimated that reporters from all over the country were there, along with many citizens who came
to visit . I wandered around aimlessly for a bit, and in one of the most popular spots, I spotted a familiar
figure .

He was wearing a dowdy gray suit, his hair styled in an old-fashioned middle part, slicked back with slicked-back hair—
just like the traitorous hairstyles you see on TV. I walked over and tentatively greeted him, "Brother Lu?"

It was none other than Lu Yun, whom I'd met at the last performance. He turned around and saw me, even more
surprised . He probably hadn't forgotten how I'd ruined his plans last time. He looked me up and down, annoyed, and said, "You're not some annoying
old man sent by him to secretly monitor me, are you? How come I keep running into you everywhere I go?"

That's what I wanted to ask him too! I was genuinely confused, having no idea who that old man was. What bad luck,
nothing good is going to happen today! Lu Yun sighed and turned back to the center of attention. I glanced at
the woman on stage wearing a high-slit dress, the V-neck practically plunging to her navel, and laughed, "Brother Lu, you certainly have a refined taste!"

"Hehe! Same here!" Lu Yun took out his phone, snapped a picture, and said. Treating me like a mere passerby, I
was too lazy to explain, and chuckled, "What? Couldn't get Zhang Shuzhen, so you've come here looking for her?"

Mentioning it only made things worse; Lu Yun immediately and reluctantly averted his gaze from the stage, glancing around to make sure no one was watching.
Seeing no one, he said mysteriously, "How do you know you didn't get to eat her?" "Liar!" I retorted, my heart
trembling slightly. Could my beloved Zhang Shuzhen really have been ruined by this crooked-necked horse? "

Tch, you really know how to look down on people." Lu Yun finished speaking, picked up his phone, and, as if afraid I'd see it,
held it mysteriously to his face.

He flipped through the photo album, then cautiously looked around again, making sure no one was watching before handing the phone to me.

The photo was clear: a large bed, a woman sleeping naked on a snow-white blanket. Seeing the woman's
face, my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets—it was indeed Zhang Shuzhen. Her eyes were half-open, half-closed, watery and dreamy,
her cheeks flushed with a rosy, intoxicated blush. She lay on the bed, her upper body
bare even her two still-developing, somewhat immature breasts were clearly visible in the photo.

And a man's hand was on them, squeezing one of them flat. We felt like we'd been struck by lightning,
our lips trembling, pointing at Lu Yun, unable to speak. As men, we didn't know whether to blame him or envy him.

Hehe! How about that? No more doubts now! My reaction gave Lu Yun the greatest sense of accomplishment; he
chuckled and scrolled through the photos, saying there was more to come!

Next was a photo of her lower body, very clear, even the small black mole on her inner thigh was clearly visible.
But we had no interest in paying attention to that little thing; our gaze unconsciously lingered between her legs. It seemed she wasn't fully developed;
the hair was sparse and not very dark.

Those pink, tender peach lips were intoxicating; I longed to take a bite and try them—so tender and sweet. I guess
the owner of those peaches wasn't completely drunk yet; her snow-white fingertips touched the peach, as if she were shyly trying to hide it.
Beast! That's the only word that comes to mind right now. It wasn't even fully ripe, and that beast Lu Yun had already plucked it.

Heh heh! In Lu Yun's eyes, that was a compliment. He then showed me several more photos like treasures:
riding on Zhang Shuzhen's chest, shoving something into her mouth, Zhang Shuzhen's pained expression as he thrust into her, and other
poses like the old man pushing a cart.

Looking at them made my lust surge, and my penis started to rise. I was a little impressed; that beast Lu Yun not only
actually got Zhang Shuzhen into bed, but he could even take pictures while he was doing it.

Judging from Lu Yun's careful manner, he must have many other women's photos on his phone. This was
like a woman stripping naked, tempting my curiosity. I really wanted to snatch the phone from his hand and scroll
through all the photos. But after showing me only Zhang Shuzhen's pictures, he carefully put it away. "

How many photos are there?" I asked tentatively. Lu Yun gave me a smug look and said, "Not
many , a few hundred, I guess."

Damn, he deliberately made it sound so casual, just to make me envious. But curiosity killed the cat, so I shamelessly
continued to ask, "How many women are there?

" "What? Trying to find out more about me?" Lu Yun looked at me warily. "

Of course not, just exchanging ideas!" I said with a grin. "Why should I exchange ideas with you? You're not being fair; you almost
ruined my plans last time." Lu Yun was still holding a grudge about what happened last time.

"You're the one who got your hands on me!" I flattered him, saying that since it was a conversation between two men, Chen Shuzhen
was naturally ruthlessly ignored. "You have no idea how much effort I put into getting this woman.
It was even harder than seducing that superstar a couple of years ago," Lu Yun said, shaking his head. He casually reminisced and boasted, "She's definitely young. The only
regret is that she's not a virgin, which is a bit of a shame. But in my opinion, she hasn't slept with many men. Not only is her technique clumsy
, but she also has little endurance. She couldn't take it after just a few thrusts."

Lu Yun spoke with great enthusiasm, and I felt a pang of envy. Thinking of Zhang Shuzhen naked, being played with by this beast, tortured
beyond recognition, I felt both jealous and envious.

A man's envy is a sense of accomplishment. Lu Yun continued, laughing and boasting, "That night I did it for over three hours,
four or five times, making her feel like she was dying. I guess she won't be able to walk for the next few days. Later,
she lay exhausted and languid on the bed, too weak to move except to moan. But her moans were
really beautiful, more alluring than singing."

I know Lu Yun can show off and get revenge for me ruining his plans last time. But there's nothing I can do; most people
can never compare to someone born with a silver spoon in their mouth like him.

You're really restless, having Zhang Shuzhen, you still want the women here? I don't want to be blinded by jealousy.
"Heh heh, just curious. If she's a pretty girl, you should look at her more. Besides, I came here specifically for
Zhang Shuzhen," Lu Yun said seriously. "Zhang Shuzhen's here too?" I asked in surprise. "

She's the spokesperson for this phone promotion. Of course she'll be at today's launch event. Otherwise, why would I bother
coming all this way?" Lu Yun, seeing I didn't know, shook his head and laughed. "I'm really surprised. I had no idea.
I've only been paying attention to the case's response and results. I never expected the other company to have Zhang Shuzhen as their spokesperson. Just thinking about
being invited on stage at the launch event, sitting at the same table as her, and being interviewed by the media makes me incredibly
excited . If that scene airs, my wife will be ecstatic.

" "What are you doing?" Lu Yun looked at me strangely, still dazed. "Ah! No, nothing!" I said, suppressing a laugh. "
But what about you? What are you doing here?" Knowing I didn't know Zhang Shuzhen was here, Lu Yun was even more puzzled.

"Uh, just watching the show!" I deliberately said, "I'll sit next to Zhang Shuzhen on stage later, it'll scare you to death." But then I felt
inferior. What was there to be proud of just sitting together? Others had not only looked and touched her, but even slept with her. The thought of
Zhang Shuzhen's small frame having to endure Deng Yi's powerful thrusts made my heart clench with discomfort.

"Tch!" Lu Yun knew I was just being perfunctory.

Chapter 260 She Was Also Slept With 3

During the chat, someone announced that the event was about to begin, and the reporters rushed to the scene. Without the sound of shutters,
flashes, and reporters shouting for the female models, the entire exhibition hall was much quieter.

With Zhang Shuzhen and the brand effect of this phone, it's no wonder there were so many reporters. Lu Yun wasn't going to be left behind,
and called out to me before chasing after them.

When we arrived, the front rows were
already managed to find a spot in the front. The scene was very crowded; there was no way to get in from the back. While I was peeking around, someone suddenly
patted my back.

Turning around, I saw Gao Yue, somewhat surprised, before I could even speak. Gao Yue preemptively questioned me about where I'd been, turning
and leading the way before I could even answer. She kept complaining that she'd been keeping me waiting, that
people from the company across the street wanted to see me but couldn't find me.

She spoke rapidly, without pausing, giving me no chance to interrupt.

I'd almost forgotten about it, and seeing Gao Yue's anxious expression, I could only apologize repeatedly. Following her backstage,
I saw the boss and several men talking together, but I quickly ignored them because I
spotted .

I was so excited I almost rushed over, wanting to strike up a conversation, but then I remembered the photos Lu Yun had shown me
and stopped, disheartened. It wasn't that I disliked her because Lu Yun had slept with her, but
after seeing her naked, I was too afraid to approach her. Even now, in her long dress, images of her youthful, soft breasts, her pink nipples, and the pained yet joyful expressions on her face

kept flashing through my mind . "What are you standing there for?" Gao Yue reminded me from beside me. I snapped out of my daze, took a deep breath, and pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind. Straightening my clothes, I walked over with a spirited air, wanting to make a good impression on everyone, especially Zhang Shuzhen, whom I desperately hoped would remember me. However, to my dismay, before I even got close, the receptionist introduced the guests , and the boss and Zhang Shuzhen walked out one after the other. A little disappointed, I followed along eagerly. Since they'd invited me, maybe there would be a seat on the stage for me. If I went up and sat with Zhang Shuzhen, wouldn't that scare Lu Yun to death? And sitting up there would naturally be more prestigious than Lu Yun squeezing into the front row. Just thinking about it made me feel good; that would be a victory. Although it wasn't about competing for a girlfriend, men still have a bit of a competitive spirit when it comes to women they like. Standing at the backstage exit, I watched the people on stage gradually taking their seats, feeling a little anxious . I kept chanting in my mind, "When my name is called next," wishing I had the power to control people's minds and make the woman introducing me invite me too. When Zhang Shuzhen was introduced, the flashbulbs went off like crazy. It seemed she was quite popular; even our company 's boss was going crazy for her. If someone hadn't been holding them back, they probably would have rushed onto the stage to ask questions. The ideal was beautiful, but reality was far from it—like a skeleton without flesh and blood. Even after all the introductions were finished and everyone was seated, my name still hadn't been called. Seeing me staring longingly at the stage, Gao Yue next to me asked with interest, "What? Want to go up too? " "Huh?" I said, feeling frustrated. "Liar!" The shrewd Gao Yue easily saw through it. I didn't argue, choosing silence instead. How could I say such a thing ? "I've never seen you so eager to show off at the company. Is there some special reason today?" Since I couldn't hide it, and Gao Yue wasn't an outsider—that was my current assessment. After all, we'd had a flirtatious relationship that went beyond friendship; I'd seen her body all over, even touched her private parts, though she didn't know. I complained, "Since you called me here, why isn't there a seat?" My sulking made Gao Yue chuckle. She glanced at the stage and asked understandingly, "What? You like Chen Shuzhen?" I was instantly speechless. This woman's eye for talent was too sharp; she noticed so quickly. "Quite a few people like her. In my opinion, you probably have no chance." Gao Yue nodded, convinced of her analysis. "What did you say? What are you thinking !" I was incredibly frustrated, feeling like I was stuck in a muddy mess, even if it wasn't shit, it was still shit. I couldn't reason with her . I was just fooling myself. Gao Yue scoffed, and I, discouraged, simply stopped trying to explain. Whether to appease me or to tell me not to overthink it, she explained that she had invited me here because the other company wanted to meet me and thank me for being at a press conference for a new product. The stage was full of executives from partner companies and spokespeople . What would it look like for a planner like me to sit there? What she said was true, but I was still a little annoyed. I wanted to argue but couldn't find a reason, couldn't find the words . I was very frustrated and could only helplessly stay in the audience. " Okay!" "You'll see her after the press conference," Gao Yue comforted me. "I thought I'd get to say a few words , but it turns out I have absolutely nothing to do with it. I shouldn't have come," I muttered, finding a seat to sit down. I had no choice but to accept it; that's the tragedy of a nobody. Yet, I couldn't help but complain a little to feel better. (Chapter 261 She Was Also Taken 4) Gao Yue smiled knowingly, sitting with me backstage without saying anything more. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the previously quiet reception area suddenly became lively. I rushed over, puzzled, only to find reporters vying to ask Zhang Shuzhen questions.

A reporter asked Zhang Shuzhen why she accepted the advertisement and became the spokesperson for this mobile phone.

Having been in the industry for two years, Zhang Shuzhen remained completely calm in the face of the question. Her nonchalant answer
was that she thought the phone's quality was good, she also used the brand, and the terms offered were very
attractive . The company promised to donate a percentage of the profits from every phone sold to charity, specifically to
help build schools for ethnic minorities in mountainous areas and improve their lives.

This answer surprised everyone and won applause. It's likely that this was
the real purpose of the press conference held by the partner company—to leverage Zhang Shuzhen's popularity and spread the news further through national media. Whether it was
a business rival deliberately disrupting the phone promotion or a reporter unwilling to let Zhang Shuzhen off the hook, she asked about her
salary for the spokesperson role.

This question created an awkward silence. Although it was news, and many reporters wanted to know,
few would ask such a question in this setting. I was a little annoyed; this person clearly had no good intentions and should have been identified and removed from the scene earlier
.

Zhang Shuzhen remained calm and elegant, replying that she hadn't received a single penny. In response to the company's call, she had
donated her entire endorsement fee. She added at the end that if anyone didn't believe her, they could
check with the XX charity organization.

This not only drew applause from all the reporters present but also silenced one of them.

This answer surprised me somewhat. Initially, I thought the mobile phone company had offered a high price to secure Zhang Shuzhen's endorsement,
but it turned out she wasn't doing it for money. This promotional plan was something I specifically
devised . When I submitted the proposal, I was worried the phone company wouldn't agree to such a concession, but they not only adopted it
but also increased my proposed percentage to a higher percentage and went all out to bring in Zhang Shuzhen, creating this whole spectacle.

Zhang Shuzhen truly lives up to her reputation as someone from our area. This city has many ethnic minorities, most of whom
live in mountainous regions. With urban development, the education problems of many ethnic minorities and their villages have become increasingly prominent in recent years
. I
came up with this idea after seeing a news report about a local TV station interviewing and recording the lives of ethnic minorities. They were still living in wooden houses, and the schools were still mud-brick buildings.

Seeing that the promotional event was already at ** (likely a place name), and that they had said most of what needed to be said, the host, worried that someone might cause trouble again,
announced the event was over. They also mentioned that there would be a banquet after the product promotion,
inviting media friends to dine, but specifically emphasized that no interviews or cameras were allowed. Things went smoothly. Seeing
the CEO and the other company's executives come down from the front desk, I stepped back. Although I didn't hear what they said,
I could guess it was nothing more than some official talk about the two companies jointly developing something, discussing plans, and what the future would hold
. They talked a lot, but didn't address many substantive issues.

The CEO seemed to be in a good mood; as soon as he saw me, he beckoned me over. He introduced me to the group, one
of whom was a man in his fifties with a ruddy complexion, who looked like a company leader. He patted me on the shoulder,
repeatedly saying things like, "Young man, you're doing a good job," and "You're so young, you definitely have a bright future," and other such nonsense.

If I'd known it would be like this, I wouldn't have come. But I couldn't show it on my face; I had to bow and scrape, constantly
smiling and saying thank you. This man in his fifties seemed to know the boss very well, completely ignoring the boss's presence,
openly poaching me. He said if I was dissatisfied with my current job, I could come to his company, and he guaranteed I'd be well taken care of.

If the boss hadn't been there, I would have actually agreed. Whether I went or not, having more options is always better; you never
know when it might come in handy. But at this moment, I absolutely couldn't show any disloyalty, or I'd be on my own.
I kept appreciating the old man's kindness, praising my current company as excellent, saying I was very satisfied, and that the benefits were
great.

Knowing the old man was just saying it, upon hearing my reply, he and the boss burst into laughter. He praised the boss's management
skills, and the boss felt honored; his gaze towards me was different now.

After joking around for a while, as I was leaving, the old man invited me to have a couple of drinks later. I was a little flattered and
nodded in agreement. This was an opportunity to leave a good impression on these people.

"So this was your plan." As I walked past this group of important figures, before I could even relax, a clear, melodious
female voice came from behind me.

I was so familiar with that voice that I knew who it was without even turning around.
"Zhang Shuzhen Judging from her words, she seems to remember me.

" "You're making fun of me!" I turned around with a silly smile. For some reason, even though I tried not to think about it, when I saw
Chen Shuzhen standing in front of me, my mind involuntarily conjured up images of her breasts and peaches beneath her sexy long dress. Afraid of
embarrassing myself in front of her, I tried my best to suppress the heat within me.

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Zhang Shuzhen, unaware of my thoughts, laughed generously, "No way! I think it's great, and I should thank
you! "

"Thank me for what?" I was a little confused. "According to the agent's statistics, after taking on this endorsement promotion, in just over
half a month, my popularity increased by 0%. Don't you think I should thank you?" Zhang Shuzhen's eyes flickered,
a little excited.

"I'm glad I could help you; I'm afraid I'd make you work for nothing!" I shook my head and said. "How could it be for nothing? Even without payment,
I've helped many people," Zhang Shuzhen said sincerely. "That's true!" Compared to her magnanimity, I felt a little ashamed,
but there was nothing I could do; I was almost suffocating under the pressure of life. This kind of profit-driven mentality had long been ingrained
in my bones. Just as we were chatting happily, Gao Yue appeared behind us, reminding me that we should go to the banquet hall. Zhang Shuzhen's height was already quite good

among women, but she was still a little surprised to see Gao Yue, who was half a head taller than her. Actually , she was only a few centimeters shorter than Gao Yue, but with Gao Yue's high heels, the difference was quite significant. I briefly introduced the two of them, and they just smiled as if to say hello. The three of us arrived at the banquet hall, where there were already quite a few people. The old man from the company across the street hadn't forgotten me; he specially pulled me over for a couple of drinks and a brief chat. But being with them made me really uncomfortable. This isn't just a difference in age, but also a difference in social status. I'm not the kind of person who's thick-skinned or oblivious. Not only do I not get a word in edgewise, but I also always feel very nervous and restrained. Sometimes I don't even dare to speak, and with a little respect for elders, I can only nod and agree . Once I feel I've had enough, I'll make up an excuse, apologize, and escape. Occasionally, I feel...

I felt utterly useless, but what could I do? I couldn't possibly have a proper conversation with them. I retreated to a corner to relax, though
I wasn't so reserved around women, and drank some champagne.

The liveliest spot in the room wasn't the group of old men chatting and laughing with the boss, but rather
the swarm of bees surrounding Zhang Shuzhen.

Most of them were male reporters; I'd already said I couldn't interview them, so they were probably just hoping for a stroke of luck, hoping to strike
it rich and climb the social ladder.

In terms of looks and feminine charm, Gao Yue was no less attractive than Zhang Shuzhen. But her consistently aloof attitude and tone of
voice deterred many of the bees, and her designer black business suit only added to the distance
. Although many coveted her stunningly long legs and ample bosom, they could
only steal glances from afar, swallowing their saliva.

Seeing those men peeking, I found it somewhat amusing; I saw a reflection of my younger self in them.
Before I got to know Gao Yue, I, like many others, had stolen glances at her body countless times,
imagining the spectacular sight of her naked form.

Now, without so many taboos, I held my wine glass and walked straight towards Gao Yue.
Startled , she saw it was me and gave a helpless smile.

That smile alone was enough to astound many, like
wildflowers , exciting and captivating, yet also astonishing. Many who had tried to chat with Gao Yue and been rebuffed
looked at me like I was a monster.

My inferiority complex vanished instantly, replaced by immense confidence—it felt amazing. No wonder so many bosses
like looking at her every day makes them happy, and having a beautiful woman by their side makes
them look good wherever they go.

Gao Yue seemed completely unconcerned about the stares around her, chatting and laughing with me. This only fueled the curiosity of those who didn't
know my identity. They were probably whispering amongst themselves, including some wealthy and influential
people.

I stood up straight, head held high, chest puffed out. Finally, I could act cool again, completely ignoring those envious guys,
continuing my sweet talk with Gao Yue, making our relationship increasingly ambiguous and unclear, making those usually
arrogant envious and jealous.

To liven things up, I occasionally told jokes I'd found online, making Gao Yue giggle and laugh, her breasts
trembling even more violently. It wasn't just a feast for my eyes, but also for the eyes of the lecherous men around us. The close-up observation was
quite a shock; thinking about that night, the soft, warm feeling of my hands on them, my face resting against them, almost made my nose bleed.

Finally, I'd shown my face in public, and we were chatting happily when Zhang Shuzhen appeared beside me. She
actually leaned in, and not only the reporters and dignitaries around us, but even I couldn't believe it. I secretly pinched my
thigh—this wasn't a dream.

Zhang Shuzhen was very outgoing, warmly joining the conversation as soon as she came over, making it seem like the three of us were old friends who had
known each .

This harmonious scene must have dazzled the people outside. They're probably wondering who I am right now.
If they knew I was just a lowly employee with no connections, I wonder if they'd be shocked and
yell at me. Not only them, but I was also wondering myself, completely baffled. But I
had to pretend to be calm and not let them sense my awkwardness.

Gao Yue, as expected, had seen a lot of big scenes. Handling unexpected situations was a piece of cake for her; her expression remained unchanged, and she
handled the situation very well. However, from her occasional adjustment of her glasses, I knew she was still a little bothered by Zhang Shuzhen's sudden
appearance . After observing her for several years, I knew that adjusting her glasses was a way of hiding her emotions; she was probably
impatient at this moment!

Even
Zhang Shuzhen, someone Gao Yue didn't bother to deal with. This woman really thought highly of herself, to an astonishing degree.
I'm a little

Regardless of what the two women think of each other, I'm feeling incredibly good right now, practically flying with joy. All
eyes are on me; the two women are chatting and laughing, and that long-lost sense of confidence is swelling up inside me. If this were
on the rooftop of a building, I'd definitely be laughing my head off.

Just as I was enjoying myself, a voice suddenly came from behind me, like a bucket of cold water poured over my head, soaking me
and chilling me to the bone. I just can't understand why I keep running into Lu Yun.

His appearance instantly made the situation a little awkward, not just for Zhang Shuzhen, but even I felt a bit uneasy.
I had finally managed to temporarily forget the image of Zhang Shuzhen lying naked under Lu Yun, but this guy's appearance
brought it all back.

From the moment she heard Lu Yun's voice, Zhang Shuzhen trembled, her cheeks flushed, and I could clearly feel her
nervousness . It seems Lu Yun has left a deep impression on her. I don't understand
their relationship now, and I doubt she can explain it herself either.
Only Lu Yun truly understands and can grasp the nuances.

Gao Yue, unfamiliar with Lu Yun's slicked-back hair and center-parted style, looked somewhat bewildered.

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Lu Yun, however, seemed less uncomfortable and even more smug. He gave Zhang Shuzhen an ambiguous look, then extended his hand to
Gao Yue, introducing himself and greeting her.

At that moment, my brow twitched slightly; he really was someone who wanted more than he had. Lu Yun appeared very confident,
completely oblivious to the slicked-back hair, which, combined with his expression, looked somewhat ridiculous. Zhang Shuzhen, seemingly
unaware of Lu Yun's actions, turned her head to the side. I guess both she and I could tell that this wolf in sheep's clothing, Lu Yun
, was interested in Gao Yue. Given her past experience, I didn't doubt Lu Yun's ability or if he was joking; I was a little
worried for Gao Yue.

However, Gao Yue then did something that surprised everyone, proving that Zhang Shuzhen and I had been overthinking things
. Even Lu Yun probably hadn't expected him to respond like that. Facing the outstretched hand, Gao Yue pretended not to see it,
turned to grab a pastry from the nearby table, and when she turned back to see Lu Yun still holding the pastry, she smiled apologetically, gesturing towards
the wine glass and pastry in her hand, and nodded in return. Even knowing Gao Yue was doing it on purpose, Lu Yun was helpless; everything seemed so
natural . He awkwardly withdrew his hand and smiled back.

I almost laughed at that moment. No wonder she was a woman who had seen it all; she easily defused Lu Yun's offensive, shattering his hopes of
taking advantage of the situation.

His first battle ended in a crushing defeat, but Lu Yun wouldn't give up easily. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to recover
so , ultimately winning over Zhang Shuzhen. The rest of the conversation revolved around Gao Yue. Gao Yue
wasn't easy to deal with either; she was incredibly cunning. I was watching with bated breath, somewhat annoyed by Lu Yun's womanizing ways.
Even with Zhang Shuzhen right there, he acted as if nothing was wrong, flirting with Gao Yue, yet I was powerless to stop him. His appearance
created an awkward atmosphere, and he didn't leave until the banquet ended. The previously pleasant atmosphere was ruined by Lu Yun
. But this ill-intentioned young man seemed to be deliberately testing my limits, quietly telling
me as he left that he was going to sleep with Gao Yue.

I almost jumped up in anger. If there hadn't been other people around and Gao Yue wasn't far ahead, I probably would have started a fight with
Lu Yun . I warned him not to make any rash moves.

Lu Yun looked at me suspiciously and asked if I liked Gao Yue. I was stumped by this question. I wanted to say
I liked her but couldn't, and saying I didn't felt wrong.

Seeing my hesitation, Lu Yun, feigning righteousness, said he never touched his friends' women, and if I liked her, he
wouldn't touch Gao Yue. I almost fell for it and blurted out that I liked her, but thinking of my wife and Xiao Yang, I didn't
say it. I told him that Gao Yue had a husband.

I thought I'd scare Lu Yun away, but to my surprise, the guy wasn't afraid at all. He looked at me mockingly, saying I was too outdated, "
So what? It's not like I'm going to marry Gao Yue!"

I was speechless and could only warn Lu Yun not to touch Gao Yue under any circumstances. After saying
that If I saw him actually make a move, I would remind Gao Yue to stay away from him. As long as I sabotaged it secretly, I believed that even if
Lu Yun had great abilities, he wouldn't have a chance to get Gao Yue into bed.

Thinking about it, I felt uneasy. Lu Yun must have some tricks up his sleeve, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to sleep with Zhang Shuzhen in such a short time.
Whether it was to be on the safe side or to avoid a repeat of the tragedy from last time, if I had known earlier, I would have secretly reminded
Zhang Shuzhen last time, and that incident wouldn't have happened.

I caught up with Gao Yue and subtly asked her what she thought of Lu Yun. She rolled her eyes at me, pouted, and launched
into a tirade against Lu Yun, saying he was too naive and knew exactly what he was up to just by looking at him.

I almost laughed; it seemed Lu Yun had finally met his match, and I could relax for now. But I was
naively optimistic. Before the next day was even over, on my way back to the company, Gao Yue received a call from Lu Yun,
inviting her to dinner that evening. Gao Yue was surprised, but her attitude was firm; she simply said "no" and hung up.

For the next week, Gao Yue received calls from Lu Yun every day. That guy even dared to bring flowers into
the company . His arrogant attitude completely disregarded Xiao Yang, causing
a stir in the company. Xiao Yang was furious, threatening to break the kid's third leg if he caught him.

I was both amused and pleased by Lu Yun's audacity. Although it involved Gao Yue, seeing Xiao Yang so
upset was a happy thing, even if I could only keep it to myself.

Occasionally, when she saw Xiao Yang, she would deliberately comfort him, praising his good looks and saying things like, "He's so handsome, the other person definitely poses no threat to him
," to reassure him.

Initially, Gao Yue was very averse to Lu Yun's actions, hanging up on all calls and returning all the flowers, or simply throwing them
in the trash. But for some reason, after the matter became public and Xiao Yang got angry, she became less resistant. Although she still
didn't answer Lu Yun's calls, she accepted all the flowers he sent, intentionally or unintentionally placing them in her office, changing them daily. This
not only stunned everyone in the company, but even I couldn't figure out what Gao Yue was up to. I even inquired about it when I asked her out for dinner,
but she just smiled mysteriously and didn't answer. I worriedly advised her not to fall for Lu Yun's tricks, but she just rolled her eyes
at me and said she wasn't a child.

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Since Lu Yun had stirred things up, Xiao Yang hadn't had the mind to nag me about his wife, and work was finally
much easier. With the expansion of the team drawing closer, and with the good results achieved in various cases, his confidence
grew stronger.

These past few days have been filled with good news, and even my wife occasionally remarked on my radiant complexion.

Finally, the weekend arrived, a chance to relax. Just as I was about to head home after work, I received
a call .

I hadn't seen this woman in ages; she hadn't appeared since she secretly filmed me and Zhou Xuemei, nor had she
called me. Seeing the number reminded me that she still owed me something: that nurse's uniform with the exposed chest—I was almost
itching to see her wear it. And I wanted to record our lovemaking, to maintain a strategic balance.

I thought something was up, but Ye Ziyan said there was a party that night. Perhaps because of what happened last time, she's being
cautious ; she hung up after saying that. Unlike before, she wouldn't chat with me on the phone for hours.

I didn't think much of it; being careful is better for everyone. The club hadn't organized a party in a long time, and if she hadn't called
, I'd almost forgotten about it.

But her mentioning it reignited the temptation of that wicked seed buried deep within me. Surprisingly , I no longer felt nervous
or afraid; instead, I felt excited and thrilled.

I dialed home, and upon hearing my news, my wife showed no surprise or reluctance, remaining
calm. I couldn't see her expression over the phone. I told her I'd pick her up later and hung up.

When I arrived home, my wife had already changed her clothes and put on makeup. For some reason, she was wearing
the pink princess shoes I'd given her for our wedding anniversary. I observed her closely but couldn't see anything amiss. She even cheerfully helped me change into
something more presentable. Watching her circle around me, checking for anything wrong, felt a little eerie,
like a groom about to be inspected.

Every time I went to the villa, my feelings were different. Although the nervousness and excitement were gone, there was a newfound anticipation.
I looked forward to what would happen tonight, to drawing that woman's name—it was all addictive, like opium.
Tonight, the villa wasn't as conspicuous as usual; all the outdoor lights were off, leaving only a few lights on in the parking lot and
at the entrance . Even if strangers approached, they would mistake it for an ordinary house and wouldn't guess that a party was being held inside
.

No one greeted us at the door, but my wife and I no longer felt like strangers, nor did we need such formalities. After parking the car, she
took my hand and we walked straight into the villa.

The interior was indeed different from the outside; that familiar feeling washed over us again. Perhaps because it had been so long since we'd had a gathering, we wanted to
make tonight special and enjoy ourselves to the fullest. This time, it seemed even more wild and mysterious than usual.

Only rotating five-colored lights were on; the flickering lights obscured faces, everything was a bit blurry, dreamlike,
like being in a nightclub lobby. Presumably, not everyone had arrived yet, as the music wasn't very loud; perhaps it had been deliberately adjusted.
The hall was really dark; even getting close, you could only vaguely make out who the other person was. But that was also exciting. You couldn't tell
who the woman in front of you was at all; you could only rely on your senses, your voice, and your perfume. Suddenly, I felt a bit like Pigsy from Journey to the West, trying to catch his
wife . As
I walked into the crowd, my wife and I were separated, and the men and women were separated into different groups. The more you don't know what will happen next, the more you look forward to it—that's human curiosity. After a couple of drinks, three more couples arrived.

I counted eight men in total. But after looking around for a while, I only recognized Su Feng and Qian Wu. Su Feng stood out in the group because of
his build . I guessed Qian Wu was just because of his height. I didn't know if there were new faces
or if everyone was someone I knew.

Once everyone seemed to have arrived, Ye Ziyan called everyone together. Su Feng first
talked about the club's suspension of gatherings, saying that the problem had been resolved and reminding everyone to be more careful in the future, that this
was just a reminder.

I understood all of this, but I still nodded in agreement. Men and women were huddled together, but no one could see anyone else clearly.
To avoid making a fool of themselves, they separated into their own groups, so at least they wouldn't accidentally stand
next to someone else's husband.

I looked
around ; their figures all looked similar.

The gathering didn't linger long; the conversation lasted less than five minutes before Ye Ziyan announced the start of the party. Without doing anything
, she offered two toasts, ostensibly to thank the members for their continued support of the club.

It was another strong liquor; I'd gotten used to its spiciness after the previous times, but my body quickly felt
hot and I started sweating.

While drinking and chatting, Ye Ziyan introduced tonight's program: ballroom dancing. But the rules were quite different. The men
formed a large circle on the outside, and the women were inside, spinning to the music. When a woman landed on a man, the two became dance partners
until the next musical note. Simply put, it was a rotation game; every man and woman had a chance, no one
was left out.

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As Ye Ziyan finished speaking, the music grew louder and the lights dimmed further. In such dim lighting,
the men couldn't tell who the woman they were embracing was, and the women couldn't tell who the man opposite them was. Everything depended on their own feelings
and guesses, which created a sense of mystery and anticipation. Moreover, in this atmosphere, any ambiguous actions
would go unnoticed. Dancing was a weakness for my wife and me. Apart from our wedding, the company's annual party, and a few times after joining
the club , we rarely had the opportunity or the inclination. In general, my wife and I were quite inexperienced.

The men formed a circle, and the women stood inside, gradually approaching with the music. Both sides tried
hard to identify each other, but the dim lighting made accurate judgment impossible. They could only
guess based on height, features, scent, and so on. It felt mysterious and exciting; no one knew whose wife was in front of them, or
whose wife would be next.

Whether it was games or dance partners, the men and women in the club were all familiar with each other. My wife and I were at a disadvantage;
we had only recently joined the club and hadn't had much contact with many people, so we couldn't accurately distinguish them.

The first woman approached, and when I took her hand and put my arm around her waist, my heart skipped a beat. A slight
itch ran through me; I tried desperately to figure it out, but still couldn't guess. The woman was very respectful towards me, walking and turning around, even slightly guiding me
.

The woman's scent was strange, not like deliberately applied perfume, more like some kind of shower gel. I couldn't quite
put my finger on it ; I had no recollection of that scent among the women I'd met. Perhaps the shower gel overpowered
the perfume, but the feeling was just very strange, holding a complete stranger.

At first, I managed to remain calm and try to analyze the situation, but after drinking some alcohol and spinning around a few times, I became completely dizzy.
The women twirling and dancing around me seemed like floating phantoms. Whether it was genuine curiosity or lust, I
kept trying to discern their presence, taking her hand and starting to move little by little. Unable to see with my eyes, I used my hands to
feel .

The woman's dress was very thin and form-fitting. I believe she noticed my actions. Her waist was slender and supple, slowly
sliding down. Her buttocks weren't particularly voluptuous, but they were firm and felt good to squeeze. I guessed she was someone who needed to maintain good
posture and a standing position frequently; such people need to constantly lift their buttocks to keep them firm.

I mentally scanned the options, but I didn't recognize any women like her, and I'd never touched buttocks like that before. Ye Ziyan's buttocks were more perky and
elastic, Liang Yuzhen's were fuller and softer, and none of the other women were like that.
A surge of excitement rose within me, and a question mark popped into my head: could she be a woman I'd never been with before?

Still not giving up, my hand circled her thigh before slowly moving upwards. When I approached those little devils, she
seemed a little resistant, clamping her arms together to remind me not to move.

I ignored her, because I naturally assumed she didn't know who I was, and even if I did something inappropriate, she
wouldn't be able to find the culprit afterwards. It's like putting a man and a woman on the same bed and blindfolding them; the woman will become
afraid , but the man will become bolder.

My hand continued its upward movement, touching a stiff piece of cloth—a bra. My heart was pounding, my hands trembled slightly, as if I were
rubbing Aladdin's lamp. I could immediately tell if someone had been with me before, and just as I was about to mischievously take hold,
the music suddenly changed, the rhythm becoming lively and exhilarating. But I couldn't feel any joy. The woman in my arms, like
a clever little elf, darted out of my embrace and into the arms of another man. I
just wanted curse; I was so close, so very close. But I didn't have time to think much of it, because the next woman
was in my arms. This woman was different; her hands were clasped together, and I recognized her as Mu Xinru. This shy
woman had very cold palms; they didn't warm up even after I held them. And what impressed me most about her wasn't just that—her
intoxicating milky scent. I couldn't forget it either. I wondered

if Mu Xinru recognized me. Faced with her shyness, I always had this wicked urge to tease her.
My hand slid from her waist to her hip. She was wearing a midi skirt today, and one thing I found quite appealing was that
all the women at this party were dressed very scantily.

Through the thin fabric, I could clearly see the creases of her panties. I mischievously pinched Lin Xinru's buttocks hard
, a little too hard. Caught off guard, she tensed, her steps faltering, and she almost tripped.
Luckily, I was prepared and held her tightly.

Mu Xinru didn't say anything, just playfully slapped my back, probably still not recognizing me. I felt
a surge of excitement and pleasure; this feeling of me being in the open while she remained hidden was indeed very enjoyable. Without any warning, I continued pressing her buttocks...
She tightened her grip, and our bodies pressed together instantly. She seemed helpless, yet powerless to resist. As we spun,
our feet crossed, rubbing against each other forcefully.

In no time, Mu Xinru's body went limp, half-hanging on me. I, too, was aroused by the friction,
my erection already throbbing between her legs. Every movement, every sway, caused a jolt.

It felt strange; wearing pants, I felt little physical pleasure, but my mind was incredibly excited and joyful. It was like
having an affair in front of everyone, making merry under their noses—a thrilling, clandestine pleasure.

Occasionally, I would deliberately nudge her through her skirt, making Mu Xinru gasp softly, her palms gradually warming.
It was exhilarating , wonderful, but the good times didn't last. Just as I was enjoying it, the music changed. Probably too embarrassed to bear it any longer, she instantly
pulled away from me, turning downwards.

A little disappointed, reluctant to leave, but also expectant, wondering who would be next. This game was so much fun;
I wonder who came up with it. Full of hope, I never imagined I'd be met with disappointment, or rather, pain.

The moment the next woman pressed against me, I had a bad feeling, and it came true. We embraced, and she
seemed to recognize me. Before I could even make a move, she pressed herself against me.

Naturally noticing my still-swollen penis, she didn't give me time to think. Her hand, which had been on my waist, ruthlessly
slapped my penis hard, yelling, "You really are dishonest!"

A strong electric current, a truly strong electric current, instantly coursed through my body, numbing me, the pain almost making me collapse. Clamping my penis between
my legs , I couldn't laugh or cry, just groaning, practically bursting with tears and snot. The one who could do this
was none other than that wicked woman, Liang Yuzhen. "

You're so cruel!" I gritted my teeth, trying to ease the pain. "Isn't this what you wanted? Who did I harm?"
Not wanting to be noticed, Liang Yuzhen swayed me slowly, asking. "

I didn't harm anyone, I just couldn't control myself." I lied, still clamping my penis between my legs, thinking that
I . If I told the truth, no one could predict what other horrific things might happen. The pain
took a long time to subside, and I didn't want to go through it again. Just moments before, I had been so arrogant, but now I was like a dragon that had been pulled out of its shell, completely
limp.

Liang Yuzhen definitely knew I was lying, but after venting her anger, she didn't pursue the matter. She wrapped her arms around my neck and clung to
me. Facing this woman, I didn't dare to resist at all; otherwise, I didn't dare to think about the consequences.

My wife had been corrupted by her, and I could only watch helplessly, only daring to give her some moral lessons at home, hoping she
wouldn't change too quickly, and definitely not become like this crazy woman, otherwise, life would be unbearable.

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Facing Liang Yuzhen, I naturally didn't dare to act recklessly. I held her respectfully, my hands lightly placed on my waist,
not daring to touch her palms.

After turning around a couple of times, she hugged me tighter and tighter, pressing herself against me completely, one leg wedged
between my legs. As we moved, she kept rubbing her leg against my limp penis.

I was burning with urgency from the friction, yet dared not retaliate. My heart itched like a cat's paw; Liang Yuzhen
was definitely trying to make me suffer.

She was probably gloating right now, and a fire ignited within me. Why was I always being dominated by this woman? This time, I wasn't
going to hold back. My hand suddenly slid to her breasts, and I grabbed them hard in a retaliatory manner.

Unexpectedly, Liang Yuzhen flinched in surprise; it seemed I had hurt her. She slapped my chest
, half-angrily, and said, "You really aren't a good person."

This unexpected reaction, the consequence I had prepared for, seemed to be a welcome surprise for Liang Yuzhen, who appeared to
enjoy it. Emboldened, I slid my hand down and kneaded her buttocks heavily, saying, "No one's as bad as you." "

Is that so?" We pressed together, and Liang Yuzhen offered no resistance. Instead, her legs, clamped between my legs, tightened
their grip, making me feel both pain and itchiness. She wanted to escalate the situation, and I refused to give in, deciding to fight her to the bitter end. With one hand,
I flipped open her clothes, sliding directly to her bra; with the other, I pulled up her skirt, hooking open her panties and heading straight for her rear. I pulled her
close, saying, "Of course."

Liang Yuzhen hadn't expected my actions to be so intense. She grabbed my hand, which was about to explore, and said, "Don't go too far." "

Are you scared?" I asked smugly.

"Hmph, who's scared? It's just that this isn't the right place. You don't want to embarrass yourself in public later, do you? Maybe your
wife will be next," Liang Yuzhen said. That wasn't unreasonable. I took the opportunity to let her off the hook this time, but
I didn't take my hand out, just caressing and rubbing her skin.

Just as Liang Yuzhen was getting aroused by my teasing, her breath sweet as orchids against my chest, almost unable to take it anymore, the music changed.

Finally, I saw that rough woman off. I felt no regret, only anticipation for the next one. I subtly
pressed down on the hood, using my pants to hold it in place, otherwise, another embarrassment, or running into my wife, would be really bad.

The thought of my wife in someone else's arms, being caressed by another man, surprisingly didn't bother me much; I was
just a little jealous. As my thoughts wandered, that familiar, unforgettable scent wafted towards me. I

felt a surge of excitement, surprised that it had turned to Ye Ziyan so quickly. Without hesitation, I released
the dragon head from between her thighs, grabbed her buttocks, and thrust it between her legs. She gasped softly in surprise, but quickly
realized who it was and felt the object between her legs.

Ye Ziyan, ever understanding, didn't need my commands; she instinctively squeezed her legs together and pressed against me. Although it wasn't very
deep , it was enough to make me feel good for a while. I kneaded her slender waist and buttocks, and she clung to my neck, offering her mouth
.

I almost succumbed to pleasure; it had been so long since I'd touched those intoxicating red lips. Our tongues intertwined, exchanging nectar. I frantically
sucked the nectar from Ye Ziyan's mouth, feeling a sense of peace and the warm liquid making my blood boil, leaving
me feeling much more energetic.

Not long after, I felt a dampness and warmth on my waistband. Even through two layers of pants, it was soaked through
. I wondered how Ye Ziyan had been violated by those men before. The music changed again, and this time a strange woman
snuggled into . Unfamiliar touch, unfamiliar scent. I tried to identify her, but couldn't. Whether
she was used to what had happened before or simply didn't take the violation seriously, she offered no resistance whatsoever.

I didn't recognize the next few women. One of them was fierce; my hand was
grabbed , with a strength no less than a man's. The warning was clear, as if saying, "If you dare to continue, I'll
throw you over your shoulder." Faced with such fierce resistance, I naturally wouldn't dare to act rashly again.

After filtering through all the women, the only one I could think of was Qin Xue. I hadn't expected this woman to be so unfaithful,
but actually quite capable. But I didn't pay much attention, thinking to myself, "If I pick her, see how I deal with her."
I wonder if she's just as fierce in bed.

This unpleasant dance finally ended, one pest left, and the next woman, barely touching him, her hand already reaching his waist,
eagerly slid down to his buttocks. Having drunk some alcohol, and after being with so many women, not only my heart but also my brain was
already dizzy and confused. Soft and supple, it felt quite nice to touch. After a few tentative touches, it felt somewhat familiar, but
I couldn't quite place it.

Seeing that she didn't resist, my hand slowly slid up her waist, very slender and soft, feeling very familiar, but my mind was sluggish, and
I suddenly couldn't remember who it was. Wanting to confirm further, I directly attacked her chest, but just as I was about to touch her, my hand was slapped
.

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So many women, you let yourself run wild, is that fun? The woman in my arms suddenly spoke.

Uh! Wife! I really wanted to die then. You

still know I'm your wife? My wife said sourly. Of course I know, I recognized you, that's why I dared to act like this
! I lied against my conscience. "Stop lying! You do this to every woman you've been with!" My wife bluntly
exposed my lie. "

No, absolutely not. Never admit to something like this, even if you beat me to death." Now that we were out in the open, I became bolder, embracing
my wife as we danced, carefully feeling her, my hands deliberately roaming over her body.

My wife was indeed hooked; in no time, she was limp and leaning against me, forgetting even what she wanted to say.

So quickly she was intoxicated; it seemed she had accumulated a lot of desire before, her body burning with lust. Even if
she had a strong will, she was still a woman, and her body must have been itching and desperately needing a man's comfort. We're all
men , and I could naturally guess that the men before wouldn't let such a good opportunity pass, especially those who hadn't yet
made love to my wife; they probably wanted to devour her whole. Thinking about how she had been wantonly
played with , I felt a pang of jealousy.

My hand slipped under her skirt, through her panties, and casually brushed against her from below, my hand covered in sticky fluid, already soaked
. Just as I expected, for some reason, I still felt a little resentful.

My sensitive wife naturally noticed my actions and guessed my intentions. She recoiled in shame and anger, pulling my
hand out from under her skirt. I withdrew my hand and quietly embraced her as we danced, and she leaned softly against me
.

I didn't know what she was feeling at that moment, but images of her being tortured and
violated by men like Su Feng and Zhou Cang kept flashing through my mind.

Although I still felt a bit uneasy, for some reason, I didn't regret it at that moment. We
danced together, feeling each other's heartbeats and the atmosphere of the moment.

As we became more immersed, the music changed again. My wife slipped out of my arms and into another man's arms.
I looked at her with reluctance, but I was helpless. Was she also reluctant to let go, or was she
just enjoying herself? Considering her personality, I was more inclined to believe that she was reluctant too.

As the saying goes, you can't have everything. While I was lost in thought, another woman entered my arms. Before I could even confirm, she spoke
up, What are you spacing out for?"

I snapped back to reality and recognized Li Qiuyue's voice. Ever since that forced encounter in the bathroom, I hadn't heard from her—whether
she was avoiding me or just too embarrassed to face me, I didn't know how to face her either. "It's nothing!"
I replied softly, strangely nervous, like a child caught doing something wrong, unsure what to do with my hands. "

What? Suddenly changed your mind? Or do you feel guilty?" Li Qiuyue noticed my reaction and teased
. "Is there a difference?" I asked, puzzled. "

Of course there is. I'll decide whether to forgive you or not, and whether to give you a reward, based on your answer," Li Qiuyue whispered
in my ear, her breath sweet as orchids. It seemed I had been too persistent, too concerned, and filled with self-reproach. Her saying this
meant had already forgiven me. But to make her happy, I half-jokingly replied, "Of course I feel guilty!

" "Okay! I'll forget about it, as if it never happened." Li Qiuyue stuck out her tongue and licked my earlobe
down to my ear canal, saying, "You have to forget too!"

Mmm! My whole body tingled and trembled.

Li Qiuyue took my hand and placed it on her waist, pressing against me. Her tongue licked from my ear to my neck,
while her hand seductively caressed my lower body. The pent-up desire from before, combined with my wife's pent-up emotions, made me kiss
her wildly, kneading her breasts and buttocks.

She responded by twisting her waist, her hands, through my pants, constantly stroking and rubbing me.

Thinking of my wife beside me, and all those other men and women, I was incredibly excited, feeling like I was flying
. Li Qiuyue really dared to do anything, but she certainly succeeded in arousing me. I quickly became unsatisfied,
pressing her hands down, wrapping my arms around her waist, and thrusting between her legs. Li Qiuyue knew how to create pleasure for a man; she
lifted her skirt, letting me directly touch the tender flesh between her thighs, and even crossed her legs, squeezing them tighter
. It felt like real sex; we both pretended to writhe, and I eagerly thrust my hips.

The close friction gave Li Qiuyue a strange pleasure. To avoid crying out, she buried her face
in my chest and even bit my breast, sucking like a baby. I had never experienced anything like this before; it was very
special. I couldn't quite distinguish whether I was male or female, whether I was having sex or breastfeeding. Occasionally, I would even have inexplicable
doubts about whether I had become a woman.

In this environment, with this kind of stimulation, it was hard to last long; soon my whole body was burning up. But the music
gave me no chance. Just as I was about to reach climax, it suddenly stopped, stopped, damn it, stopped.

Whether it was deliberate revenge or evil, Li Qiuyue instantly pulled away from my arms and turned to the next man.
She was like a wicked female demon, stirring up the deepest desires in people, yet never letting them be satisfied.

Just when you were about to find pleasure, she turned and vanished into black mold, disappearing from your world, leaving you
awake like a dream, longing and yearning, but forever nowhere to be found, never to be found again.

This kind of regret will forever remain in your heart, tormenting your soul, leaving you with no outlet, only slowly
wasting away until death.

This time, Li Qiuyue did a great job. For a few seconds, I really felt hopeless, as if
everything in the world had lost its color, become no longer beautiful, and lost its appeal. Even the next woman in my arms felt
somewhat tasteless.

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I was a bit distracted playing the game afterward, and it took me a long time to recover. Before I could cheer myself up and enjoy it again,
the game was nearing its end. I can't say whether this was Li Qiuyue's deliberate trickery or my own fault, a consequence of my own actions.

Everyone gathered around, chatting and drinking. To wash away the lingering regrets in my heart, I drank quite a bit. Alcohol really does have
a numbing effect. Looking at the flamboyant women around me, I felt that even living a life of drunken revelry was nothing more than this.

I don't know how much I drank, or how long we chatted. I was so hazy and confused that I couldn't even tell where my wife was. This
dim, hazy environment, combined with the effects of alcohol, made the desires in my heart spread and churn unconsciously.
The atmosphere became somewhat ambiguous. Men and women laughed and joked, seemingly feeling a surge of heat in each other's bodies and a dryness in their throats.
Perhaps sensing that the time was right, Ye Ziyan came out and announced the time for the outing.

Hearing about the outing, the other men seemed a little disappointed, but the women were excited and jumping for joy. My wife and I were a little confused,
not knowing what was going on. Ye Ziyan explained that tonight the women would choose, the men would stand in a circle, and the women would be inside
the circle . Whoever they grabbed was theirs. I was a little annoyed. Wasn't this reversed? But oh well, sometimes
you have to give the women a break and let them have fun. The men were called to form a circle, surrounding the women. The women,
holding strips of cloth, chattered excitedly, pulling and tugging at each other.

It was truly a case of "a straw planted, ready to be bought and sold." When the game began, the women blindfolded themselves, and the men switched
places. The women approached the men, laughing and joking, seemingly excited; some even bumped
into .

The atmosphere was strange; both men and women were tense, excited, and hopeful. The women had the initiative,
the right to choose, but they couldn't see. The men could see, but had no rights, only the unspoken hope of being caught by the woman
they wanted .

Watching the women stumble and playfully approach, my heart pounded. I tried to see who was
coming , but the light was too dim, and the blindfolds made it even harder to discern.

After the men moved, they didn't even know who was next to them. One man on the left was quickly
grabbed . The woman excitedly pulled back the cloth, as if she were being blindfolded by her husband on her birthday, ready to see a gift.

I had no time to pay attention to anyone else. I was quickly grabbed by a stumbling woman. Judging from her manner of walking,
she seemed to have little athletic ability. Blindfolded, she was completely disoriented, grabbing other women several times in her haste,
eliciting gasps from everyone. Her grip was rather gentle; I wondered if she was shy or simply a gentle woman.

My heart skipped a beat, wondering if it was Ruby Lin. Although I was a little disappointed at not being able to try anything new, this woman
was still quite nice. But when the woman pulled down her mask, I immediately dismissed the idea. Ruby Lin was very delicate, and I was familiar with her body.
Holding this woman's hand felt different; her hand was soft and warm, unlike Ruby Lin's cold one.

The woman who grabbed me removed the blindfold. She was probably just as curious as I was, eager to know who I was. But we were
both disappointed. The lighting was terrible; it was probably a poorly designed game, keeping everything in
a dreamlike state, making it impossible to understand who I was intimate with or what interactions I had with anyone.

The only thing left was to guess and figure things out myself. Anyway, tonight it was her, or rather, he chose me, so
I unceremoniously reached out to feel her body. First, her waist—it's really hard to judge this area; everyone has a slender waist,
soft supple. My hand continued to slide down, and a light shone in my mind. It felt familiar, like I'd touched it somewhere before, but not
quite. I couldn't be sure, just a feeling that I'd touched it before. Before I could think it through, my hand on her buttocks was slapped away
. A little annoyed, my curiosity grew, but I was certain it wasn't a woman I knew. Yet, those buttocks felt familiar;
I remembered touching them somewhere before. I wondered if she recognized me; a wicked thought crossed my mind.

Ye Ziyan came out and announced that tonight's party was over, and the women could take the men they'd caught and
enjoy themselves . All the women were excited, even though it was just a change in wording and actions; their feelings were
different.

Throughout the party tonight, the villa remained dark until I stepped out with my partner, and only then did I
recognize who she was. When I saw the woman beside me, I was somewhat surprised, and her expression was the same as mine. It seems
my analysis after testing her wasn't wrong. It really was our first time meeting—and it was Qin Wei's wife, Zhao Shiya.

I wonder what Zhao Shiya was thinking. I was quite surprised, and a little excited, after all, she was a new woman.
Looking at the scholarly air emanating from her,

I wondered what she would be like in bed. And walking together, smelling a scent reminiscent of bath perfume, I finally remembered. She was the woman I first touched while
dancing —the one with the firm arms, the one I tried to grope but she blocked me and I escaped.
I felt even more excited. This time, you walked right into my trap; let's see how you escape now.

Before getting into the car, I saw my wife. She had caught Qin Xue's husband, Wu Peng. I'd met Wu Peng a few times;
he seemed like a decent guy. After all, if he were unreliable, he wouldn't have been able to win over a woman like Qin Xue. Seeing Zhao Shiya beside me
, my wife didn't show much, just a faint smile, before getting into Wu Peng's car.

For some reason, at that moment my heart still felt a little reluctant, but it wasn't just my imagination. I resigned myself to it;
my wife seemed less resistant to this, and less uncomfortable around these strange men
. "If you're so reluctant, why bring her here?" Zhao Shiya followed my gaze to the car that had already driven out of the villa and
suddenly asked. Bringing me back to reality, I looked away and glanced at Zhao Shiya, asking, "So how did you get here?"

"I asked you first!" Zhao Shiya said, displeased. "

Looks like the editor's position really suits you." I opened the car door and said jokingly. "Stingy man." Zhao Shiya
sat in the passenger seat and pouted.

"This has nothing to do with being stingy. If you're so curious, serve me well tonight, and I'll tell you." I
started the car, smiling lewdly.

"Rogue!" Zhao Shiya snorted.

"Don't talk nonsense; you're the rogue tonight." I drove off, implying something. "

With such eloquence, it's a pity you're not a TV host." Zhao Shiya
blushed slightly as she approached, recalling the scene of catching me. She even blushes; this woman is quite interesting. It seems that her artistic
aura and gentle demeanor aren't feigned. I casually teased, "You should also add a title, reporter/editor." "I

already am, just rarely do interviews," Zhao Shiya said proudly. I glanced at Zhao Shiya in surprise;
I really hadn't thought of that. Suddenly, I remembered that when I saw Deng Yi's photo last time, she seemed to have mentioned interviewing Deng Yi before and even
writing articles for him. At the time, my attention was focused on Deng Yi, and I hadn't paid much attention. If she hadn't mentioned it today, I would have almost
forgotten about it.

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Suddenly, I became interested in Zhao Shiya. We chatted all the way, and I don't know if it was because she was an editor and could talk a lot,
or if she had a good impression of me, but we got along very well. She was very skillful in her speech, but she couldn't shake her professional
habit asking questions involuntarily.

I also wanted to understand Zhao Shiya, so I was happy to answer her questions and occasionally take the opportunity to ask her questions in return. We talked a lot on the way, and
we got to know each other a little. She graduated from a media university, had been working for several years, and had only been married to Qin Wei for
three years, even later than my wife and I.

But they had been dating for more than three years. To be precise, she told me with great enthusiasm that Qin Wei had pursued her for three years.

When we arrived at the club, almost everyone else was already there. There was nothing I could do; not only were they in a hurry, but my beat-up
car was just sitting there, and once we got on the highway, it would be left behind in minutes.

Zhao Shiya didn't seem to care about any of this, carrying her bag and in high spirits. This woman was indeed a good talker; even
in the elevator, she kept chatting with me about random things. Once at the club, I lost all interest in leisure
and was preoccupied with her snow-white, tender flesh.

I'd failed twice at the villa, but this time I couldn't escape. Entering the room, I eagerly
grabbed Zhao Shiya around the waist, pinning her against the door, my hands kneading her firm buttocks wantonly.

Zhao Shiya seemed unprepared, startled by my actions. But she quickly recovered,
repeatedly telling me to slow down, to wait. The fire that ignited at the villa had burned within me; who could wait at this point?

The weaker Zhao Shiya was no match for me. Taking advantage of her cries and resistance, I pulled
down , my hand slipping inside her clothes. She was now somewhat disheveled, her thigh being held and kneaded by me, unable to
move freely, trying to stop my hand advances and dodge my verbal assaults.

My hand touched her bra again, squeezing it; it was soft, like a full-length cotton bra.
Stimulated tensed up, her legs unconsciously tightening, forcefully sliding out of my midsection. She steadied herself, pushing against my chest, and
sharply demanded I stop.

This wasn't a coquettish cry, nor any hint of feigned resistance; it was a genuine command to stop. I stopped,
looking at her in confusion.

Zhao Shiya breathed heavily, realizing her lapse, straightening her clothes and apologizing, "I'm sorry, I wasn't
targeting you, I'm just not used to being so direct. I need to be very relaxed to get into this kind of thing.

" That command was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the fire within me. I understood her words, calming down and apologizing, saying
I was too hasty, and that I should be the one apologizing.

Zhao Shiya smiled, waving her finger, "If you don't mind."

I suddenly understood, and hurriedly stepped aside. Zhao Shiya smiled gratefully and nodded, moving towards the room. I let out a long sigh .
This had happened so soon after I arrived; I was a little disappointed. I almost touched those mysterious breasts, and I failed again.

After I calmed down and went inside, Zhao Shiya had already let down her hair and was getting ready to head to the bathroom. Seeing me
come in, she blinked and asked, "Do you mind if I shower first?"

She recovered so quickly; I was still a little stunned. But this meant Zhao Shiya
hadn't taken what happened earlier to heart at all. I jokingly asked, "Of course I don't mind, but can we shower together?"

"Of course not," Zhao Shiya immediately objected, then ignored me and went straight into the bathroom. "

Why?" I followed her, blocking the door. "No, why? Get out." Zhao Shiya pushed me out,
and seeing her determination, not wanting to create another scene, I sighed and reluctantly retreated.

Still a little unwilling to give up, I blocked the door before it closed, offering one last small request: "How about I leave the door open and
watch you shower?"

"No way, you weren't behaving properly while dancing." Zhao Shiya slammed the door shut. "

Hey, that's not right. Who was behaving properly while dancing?" I stood facing the doorway, sighing as I watched
the figure and undressing. "You men are all so impatient," Zhao Shiya spat. I smiled;
it seemed she'd been groped quite a bit back then. Having given up hope, I deliberately asked, "Can't you be a little more cheerful? You
chose

." "Go cool off somewhere else," Zhao Shiya said, turning on the hot water and ignoring me. "

Fine! Fine." My plan failed. I was powerless against a woman like Zhao Shiya. I couldn't say whether she was conservative
or overly artistic, but she loved romance, especially in love and sex, and couldn't tolerate the slightest carelessness.

Perhaps for this kind of woman, she preferred the passionate embrace of lovemaking to the warmth of a cozy bed.

I turned on the TV, switching to the channel I'd watched before. A short film featuring Yui Pitano was playing; it was probably an internal
disc, the picture quality was quite good. Having done it a few times, I wasn't unfamiliar with it. I poured myself a glass of wine, added ice, and
lay on the bed, hoping to learn a few tricks to try later.

At first, I could still think for myself, but after a few minutes, I became so engrossed that I didn't even
notice . I have to say, the actresses in these Japanese adult films are truly something else; I don't know if they're faking it or if it's real.
Their facial expressions are so rich, even their moans are so realistic.

I was so focused on the TV screen that I didn't even notice the bathroom door open until Zhao Shiya exclaimed in surprise
. I said, annoyed, "Is it really necessary to make such a fuss? I thought something was on fire."

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Why are you watching that kind of thing? Turn it off!" Zhao Shiya shifted her gaze to the side. "

What's wrong with that kind of thing? Who hasn't seen it?" I thought she was making a mountain out of a molehill, but then I realized what she meant and asked, half-
closing my eyes , "Really? You haven't seen it?

" "Who hasn't seen it? I just don't like watching it." Zhao Shiya seemed unable to bear the constant babbling,
took a few steps over, and turned off the TV.

Looking at the black screen, I felt helpless and frustrated. After watching for so long, just as it was about to end, the power went out again. Frustrated
, I threw down the remote and downed my drink in one gulp. "

Go take a shower," Zhao Shiya urged, sitting on the edge of the bed. It seemed she couldn't escape her womanly nature; the villa's
allure coupled with my teasing, had made her impatient. I tentatively asked, "Do you have to shower?

" "Of course, otherwise it'll be too dirty," Zhao Shiya replied matter-of-factly. Seeing I was about to argue, she cut me off, saying, "No showering, no touching!" I
swallowed all my words back—that was too ruthless. Frustrated, I got up and obediently went to the bathroom. I suddenly felt a pang of
sympathy for Qin Wei. Playing around with Zhao Shiya for a while was fine, but women like her were too focused on romance, too many
rules , regulations, and taboos.

If they were together for a long time, let alone persevere, just not going crazy would be a testament to their resilience.

When I came out of the shower, Zhao Shiya was already in bed, the TV on, but watching the news. A little annoyed...
Compared to her, my wife's love of melodramatic TV series is actually quite endearing. Only after comparing them do I realize how
fortunate .

Women like Zhao Shiya aren't bad; on the contrary, they live each day romantically. They
grow flowers and plants at home, decorate with cute or story-driven items, and keep everything neat and tidy,
never letting anything get dirty.

They enjoy dancing barefoot around the house, engrossed in their favorite fairy tales, easily becoming absorbed
in the characters' tears and laughter.

For a woman who pursues romance, meeting a similarly romantic man is either the greatest challenge
or her greatest fortune. The two might be a match made in heaven; their love will be beautiful, and their life happy. They can often
watch the sunrise and sunset together, plant flowers and grass, and be overjoyed by just seeing a butterfly fluttering by.

However, if they are unfortunate, then this kind of woman, whose spiritual world far outweighs the real world, will suffer greatly.
Like a flower growing in the shadows, deprived of sunlight, she will eventually wither and die.

I know perfectly well that women who crave romance will never be like me; they can only exist in my
mind , in my understanding.

Because I can't even give them the most basic things. For them to experience a truly fulfilling life, they need a
life where they never have to worry about making a living, never have to struggle or toil.

Waking up every morning, watering the flowers and mowing the lawn, making breakfast while listening to music, having afternoon tea, holding a book by the window,
enjoying the afterglow of the sunset.

"What are you standing there for?" Zhao Shiya suddenly spoke, interrupting my reverie.

"Oh, nothing!" I snapped out of my reverie and smiled. Inwardly, I sighed, wondering if Bingwei was a romantic person,
if he could shelter her from the storm, leave her a patch of sky where she could bask in the sunshine.

Seeing her slight confusion, I approached the bedside and deliberately changed the subject, saying, "I didn't expect you to like watching the news."

"A professional habit," Zhao Shiya shrugged. "

Can I come in now?" I pulled the blanket up and asked. "

Come in!" "I'm not a tiger, I can't eat your caution," Zhao Shiya said, somewhat amused.

As if receiving a royal decree, I laughed and burrowed into the covers, saying I was worried you were too afraid I'd eat you up, and
screamed in fear again. "

Go to hell!" Zhao Shiya laughed and scolded. I couldn't wait any longer; as soon as I got in, my hand started wandering towards my thigh.
Disappointed , the texture was rough—it was just a bath towel. "Why are you wearing a bath towel?" I

asked, disappointed. "Isn't it obvious, to keep out perverts like you?" I'd fallen into her trap, Zhao Shiya laughed smugly. "

Isn't everything ready now? What else?" I lifted the towel, my hand stubbornly sliding under,
finally touching my smooth thigh. I was almost moved to tears; after so much hardship, I'd finally succeeded.

"Hey, stop it, let me finish watching this news." Zhao Shiya showed no consideration, stopping my mischievous hand.

I really wanted to smash the TV then and there! What time is it, and she's still watching the news? I glanced at the
news it was an old man, not some handsome guy. These were things I could only imagine. My hand didn't stop, continuing
its exploration—looking less wouldn't hurt. "Stop it!" Zhao Shiya squeezed her legs together, twisting her waist to avoid me,
but this time there was no impatience, only a slightly coquettish reproach.

"I can't always listen to you. This time we need a compromise. You look at yours, I'll do mine, is that alright?" I said,
putting my arm around Zhao Shiya's waist, my fingers caressing her delicate skin.

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Having successfully untied the towel, I couldn't wait to lift the covers and see the mysterious scenery below. But Zhao Shiya
noticed and stopped me in time, holding the corner of the blanket, glaring at me angrily.

I stopped, seemingly resigned, thinking to myself, "I can still control myself now, but let's see
what you'll be like when you get aroused." My hand caressed Zhao Shiya's thigh; her skin was surprisingly smooth, making me wonder if she had just
showered and applied baby oil or shower gel.

My hands roamed over Zhao Shiya's waist and thighs, kneading and massaging. She was engrossed in watching TV, completely
unmoved by my actions, which frustrated and discouraged me. Of course, I wouldn't give up. Isn't it true that the more reserved a woman is,
the more alluring she becomes when she lets loose?

I slipped under the covers and focused my attack. My fingers slid up her side, and when I touched that soft mound, Zhao Shiya
trembled slightly, tensing up a little but not reacting much. This smooth mound was a bit disappointing; it lacked Li Qiuyue's grandeur
and couldn't match Ye Ziyan's bouncy firmness.

I tried rubbing and kneading, and Zhao Shiya's body slowly warmed, but she still didn't pay much attention. I increased
the pressure , leaning down to kiss her. When the warm liquid in my mouth touched that tender nipple, she slightly pulled back her chest, but
still didn't react much. I persisted, licking and sucking.

Zhao Shiya's attention remained focused on the TV, and she still didn't react more intensely. I was a little frustrated.
Could she be frigid? Thinking back to what happened at the door, it really was possible.

Skipping the previous steps, I launched my strongest offensive, my hand reaching between Zhao Shiya's legs. The moment I touched her, she
reflexively squeezed her legs together in self-defense. But I had no time for playing around with her; I carefully teased her, gradually relaxing her.

If this beautiful woman were truly frigid, it would be such a tragedy, such a waste of her talent. Eager to confirm,
I forcefully pushed my fingers between her legs.

"Ah! Be gentle, you're hurting me!" Zhao Shiya, caught off guard by my forceful attack, grabbed my hand, exclaiming and pulling her legs away
. "Is it just painful, or uncomfortable?" I completely ignored her, continuing to probe with my fingers.

Zhao Shiya glared at me, then turned back to watching TV. Damn, if this were my TV, I would definitely
get up smash it. Faced with a woman like this, I felt somewhat helpless, my passion largely extinguished.

Undeterred, I increased the intensity and frequency. Gradually, Zhao Shiya's face flushed, and her breathing became rapid, but
unlike other women, she didn't respond by twisting her waist.

At least she still had some reaction. I leaned down and kissed her waist, sucking on her soft flesh, and Zhao Shiya still trembled
all over . Gradually, I felt her contractions and tightness, and I was excited, finally receiving a response, but that was all.

A little disappointed, I moved my focus, kissing and licking aimlessly. I tried her neck, her earlobes, everything,
with little effect. Just as I was about to give up, I accidentally touched her armpit. Zhao Shiya suddenly shrank back, clutching
her breasts tightly, and laughed in surprise.

I froze on the spot. Judging from her expression, it didn't seem fake. I asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?

Are you ticklish? Is that strange?" Zhao Shiya said, suppressing her laughter. A light instantly lit up in my mind, and I deliberately
tried tickle Zhao Shiya's armpit. Before I even touched her, she tightened her arms, cried out, and tried to escape
. But I was on top of her; how could she escape?

With just a touch, Zhao Shiya trembled and struggled as if electrocuted. The more I focused my attention, the more intense
the itching sensation became. Curious, I continued to touch and lightly scratch.

"Stop scratching!" "Hehe! Enough hehe!" Her reaction was even more sensitive than when I touched her breasts. After just a few touches, Zhao Shiya was laughing
so hard she was doubled over, panting heavily.

I was speechless; her reaction was a bit too intense. I asked, puzzled, "Why is this happening?"

Zhao Shiya laughed until she was completely exhausted, slumped against the pillow, and after catching her breath, said softly, "Don't you think a woman
's body should be like a treasure trove, filled with treasures? Each treasure has a romantic story, one that men
can never fully understand or decipher. Everything is mysterious."

Indeed, it is very mysterious, and also profound and meaningful, like a treasure trove full of treasures. I
scanned Zhao Shiya's body
without restraint. After all this commotion, the blanket had long since slipped to the foot of the bed. Zhao Shiya's rosy, naked body was displayed before me without reservation.

Her chest wasn't particularly grand, but it was well-defined, with a firm, bouncy texture. It could be completely flattened under pressure,
with your index finger touching your thumb, but it would immediately spring back to its original shape when you relaxed. Her waist was slender and smooth, with two faint, long abdominal lines visible upon
closer inspection . Her lower body was a lush, verdant forest, already teeming with life.

A little embarrassed by my gaze, Zhao Shiya trembled slightly. The room fell
silent, broken only by the increasingly heavy breathing of the two of them and the clear, articulate voice of the television presenter
. However, her attention was no longer on the television; she was staring intently at me,
her gaze growing increasingly intense.

The fire within me burned ever brighter, making me feel hot all over, my throat parched, desperately seeking a source of sustenance
to extinguish the raging flames. I raised my hand and gently stroked Zhao Shiya's cheek, saying, "Now, let me
explore this treasure trove of yours!"

"Get lost, stop being disgusting, I'm serious." Zhao Shiya thought I was joking. "

I'm serious too." I stared at her intently. "Anyway, in my eyes, a woman's body should
be mysterious." Zhao Shiya introduced herself seriously. "I agree." I nodded, my other hand sliding down her lower body, little by
little, towards her abdomen, slowly sliding towards that soft mountain.

Zhao Shiya's attention was finally drawn back, and she became engrossed in the game. Her eyes quickly welled up with tears,
her body became soft, and the speed surprised me, even making me wonder if she had swallowed some aphrodisiac while I wasn't looking.

She slid down and lay flat. I leaned over and continued to kiss and probe. With teasing, she became very
sensitive . My fingers were only lightly stroking her inner thighs, and she couldn't take it anymore, grabbing and pinching my arm. She even
responded by hugging me, actively kissing my cheek, entwining with me, and sucking.

In just two minutes, Zhao Shiya's cheeks flushed crimson, as if she were drunk. She bit her lip, moaning softly, and murmured as if
crying , "I want it!

" "What do you want?" I asked, knowing the answer already. Still somewhat conscious, Zhao Shiya gave me a coquettish look but didn't speak.
But her actions told me: she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, opening her doors as if to welcome me. "

Tell me what you want, or I won't move," I said deliberately, stalling. "Actually, I'm also unbearably hot.
Li Qiuyue's seduction at the villa, plus all that work just now, I couldn't take it anymore. But I thought she was frigid, who knew she
was so passionate and sensitive, making me go through so much trouble. Now, of course, I have to tease her properly and get some retribution.

" Once a woman is aroused, she craves more than a man, is more unable to control herself, and is more likely to become completely absorbed, losing herself. Zhao
Shiya was already limp, lost in a trance, forgetting her reserve, abandoning her innate gentleness and artistic air,
becoming a long-parched, lustful woman, thrusting her hips forward and shouting, "I want you! Hurry up, stop playing around!"

Chapter 270 The Club Reunion 7_1

Watching Zhao Shiya's soul being possessed by **, I felt a great sense of accomplishment and contentedly entered. I
had been impatient for a while. The pond was full of water, and as soon as Xiaolong entered the water, it kept churning and playing. It made a mess everywhere, splashing
mud and making a murky mess.

Zhao Shiya is the kind of woman who needs time to build up the atmosphere before she can get into it. Although Xiaolong was thrashing around in the pool
, its movements were very gentle. Each time it swam around in the pool, it would come out, shake off the water, and then slide back
in.

She really enjoyed this feeling, and soon closed her eyes, enjoying it in a daze.

There were no slapping sounds on the bed, and the bed didn't make any loud noises, but we were enjoying it very much. Because her
reactions were so pleasing to me. Whether it was her soft moans, her soft gasps, or the way she frowned and bit her lip when she was touched, they were all
so endearing.

She was more charming than the heroines I saw on TV, and this was real, tangible, and real,
which made my sense of accomplishment explode again.

Zhao Shiya's eyelashes trembled, as if she were sensing the sensation. Her moans were similar in tone to her voice, only more intense,
a mixture of pleasure and pain. At first, she silently endured it, but later, completely intoxicated, she
took the initiative . Seemingly unsatisfied with my slow, deep movements, she thrust her hips forward, colliding with me.

This state of dissatisfaction was a provocation, a contempt. I went all out, instantly becoming like a steam-powered truck licked with enough
coal , emitting a long, rumbling sound as I charged straight towards the tunnel.

The pond, almost dried up, was replenished, quickly submerging the dragon and overflowing the pond. Suddenly, a series of crackling
sounds rang out. Zhao Shiya was powerless to resist, her body shattered by the front of the truck, collapsing limply onto the bed,
no longer able to fight back.

No longer were her soft moans and gasps, but screams of alarm. Every time the dragon rolled around, she would open her eyes wide and scream, her voice
terrifying.

She couldn't bear it and wanted to struggle and escape, but her body wouldn't obey her commands, instead arching her back, her entrance wide open.
The welcoming gesture seemed to lubricate me, making me surge forward even more vigorously. She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, clinging
to me completely.

With each step the train took forward, she felt as if she had been struck by a heavy blow, her head shaking wildly, as if telling me to
stop, yet her legs remained tightly wrapped around my waist.

Her long hair danced like sails in the wind. I gritted my teeth and pressed on, the tunnel growing narrower and the resistance increasing.
I kept adding coal, making the fire burn brighter, and she also lubricated the engine, the steam engine roaring loudly
.

We struggled to squeeze through the tunnel, forcing our way forward. The tunnel was very long, taking more than ten minutes, and we were both almost
exhausted when we finally saw a glimmer of light.

Steam was billowing out, the engine was already frighteningly hot, and the tunnel was shaking violently from the friction, teetering on the brink of collapse.
Both were in danger of collapsing. I desperately added power, but the tunnel was completely shut off. The sliver of light grew increasingly dazzling
. There was no way to retreat; I could only rush out with all my might.

A sudden gust of wind and rain hit me head-on, slapping against the engine and making a hissing sound. Although the sun was
shining brightly outside, a sudden downpour began the moment I emerged from the tunnel. The wheels slipped, almost derailing, but the downpour was
a timely relief, dripping onto the engine and quickly cooling the overheated, red-hot front.

The rain continued for a while before slowly stopping. The train had long since run out of power and sat quietly on the tracks. Having just
escaped death , I couldn't care less about the danger; my mind was relaxed, as if bathed in a spring breeze. The sky cleared, and the sun shone brightly. I slowly
opened my eyes, and a perfect spring scene unfolded before me.

She lay on her side facing me, her long hair disheveled, obscuring half her cheek. She was half-asleep, her face flushed, seemingly
neither asleep nor drunk. Only the rise and fall of her breasts told me she was still awake.

I reached out and stroked the hair on Zhao Shiya's delicate face. She opened her eyes, seemingly not fully
recovered , her eyelashes fluttering as she looked at me, the moisture in her eyes reflecting the light, dazzlingly bright. I smiled, and she
stared at me blankly, without any reaction.

It wasn't until much later that Zhao Shiya's body responded. Watching her lose herself, so intoxicated, I felt smug,
satisfied, and accomplished. It seems my recent morning workouts when I'm not busy have had some effect.

The difference between a girl and a mature woman in choosing a man is that a naive girl chooses love, while a mature
woman has more choices.

This time, Zhao Shiya seemed to be enjoying herself. She lay in my arms, chattering away, talking enthusiastically with me
. From her experiences to work and the trivialities of life. I was happy to chat with her and learn more about
her.

When Zhao Shiya heard me say that the entire city, and even the national media, was buzzing about the phone brand
endorsement plan featuring Zhang Shuzhen, I was the one who came up with it, she was very surprised. At first, she didn't quite believe me, but
after I explained many details, she believed me. She told me that she originally thought it was that big team that planned it, and she never
expected it to be me.

Being admired by a woman is the most satisfying thing for a man, and it felt really good at that moment. Like a treasure, I
told Zhao Shiya about the previous big project we had worked on together.

Chapter 270 The Club Reunion 7_2

Zhao Shiya was stunned after hearing this. Some women do like capable men; this might be a case of blindly worshipping
heroes . She kept praising my abilities,

saying I must be highly valued at the company. This made me a little helpless, so I honestly told her that sometimes the person who works the hardest and contributes the most isn't necessarily
the most valued. I briefly told her about my situation at the company, but whether it was male pride or
not wanting to damage my position in her heart, I didn't mention Xiao Yang's designs on his wife.

After that battle, we were already close comrades-in-arms. After hearing my words, Zhao Shiya immediately
joined side, speaking out for me and condemning Xiao Yang's wrongdoing. She even offered to write a feature article about me. This time, it was my turn to be surprised,
feeling both happy and anxious. Their magazine had considerable influence locally, with many readers; otherwise, Deng
Yi wouldn't have sought them out to boost its brand awareness. If the feature article could be published, it wouldn't necessarily make me famous immediately, but
it would at least have an impact within the company.

No matter how well an ordinary employee performs in a large company, no one outside will know; they all attribute the credit to
the boss, the company's top leader.

Whether it's performance or products, no matter how famous the company, the outside world only remembers the top
few. No one knows the unsung heroes working hard and achieving real results.

However, if this feature article were published, it would be different. It's like a company promoting its products and advertising;
building brand awareness is like establishing a brand, which is essential for sales. I don't expect too much else; at least
with recognition , the company's upper management will be less concerned, promotion will be more likely, and I won't have to beg Xiao Yang anymore.

This method might really solve the problem. It not only helped me, but also indirectly helped
my wife , freeing us from Xiao Yang's threats. I happily hugged Zhao Shiya, jumping and bouncing on the bed. She didn't
expect my strong reaction and gasped repeatedly, begging me to put her down. I couldn't stop, holding her and
jumping I was exhausted, before finally rolling off the bed together.

I was excited, wanting to repay Zhao Shiya. I had no other way to repay her, and this was the only thing I could think of. I also
missed her tenderness. With my strength restored, I started teasing her, ready to get down to business. She seemed to miss
the feeling , quickly becoming engaged and responding to my advances. That night, we played wildly, and I completely forgot
how many times we'd made love. Later, we were tired, so we sat on the bed drinking. She reminded me that
there were .

After eating and drinking our fill, we continued our battle. We played until we were completely exhausted and had no more energy before finally falling into a deep sleep.

The next morning, the smell of perfume in the room was very strong and hadn't dissipated all night. It took Zhao Shiya opening
the window and letting it air out for half an hour before it gradually dissipated.

Last night was indeed very enjoyable, but the aftereffects were showing today. We both had red, swollen eyes, looking like we hadn't
slept well . Zhao Shiya's once straight, snow-white legs were now completely unable to close; she
couldn't even bring her knees together when she stood up straight. Worried about being laughed at if people saw us, she looked helpless and distressed. I laughed so hard I almost fell over.

Zhao Shiya kept blaming me, trying to shift all the blame onto me. One sentence from me made her
angry but helplessly shut her mouth. I smiled smugly and said, "I wonder who was unsatisfied and begged me for it,
even wrapping their legs around my waist and holding me tightly.

" Although I was laughing at Zhao Shiya, I wasn't much better off; my back ached, and I could barely straighten my back when I walked. However,
after going out, I forced myself to stand up straight, and Zhao Shiya also tried to keep her legs together, not wanting anyone to notice.
But this only fools the women; it can't fool these seasoned veterans. They can
see and although they all know it, they all tacitly pretend they haven't seen anything. Because
when we got to the parking lot, I found everyone else was in a similar state.

Whether it was because they hadn't had a gathering in a long time, or because last night's games were so arousing, everyone was playing wildly.
Every woman was in a similar state to Zhao Shiya, and every man was like me—standing either against
a wall or leaning against a car.

The women were all sitting with their legs crossed on the hood of the car, or simply hiding inside. We smiled knowingly and
nodded , a tacit greeting.

My wife and Wu Peng came down later. Seeing her walking unsteadily, my heart ached,
but I didn't show it on my face. I smiled and went to greet them, taking her hand from Wu Peng.

Everyone was exhausted. After picking up their wives, they all went home. On the way, I tentatively asked my wife if she
was feeling unwell. She smiled faintly and shook her head. Perhaps we were really too tired. When we got home, we didn't do anything and went straight to
bed to catch up on sleep. Weekends always fly by. There wasn't anything urgent at work, but I kept thinking about
the project Zhao Shiya mentioned. That woman really didn't disappoint me. She called on Monday afternoon and asked
if I had time to come to her company to discuss some specific matters.

Of course, I had time, and even if I didn't, I could find the time. I asked my boss for leave and drove there. I hadn't paid much attention
before , but when I arrived at Zhao Shiya's company, I was truly stunned. Looking at the building, which required looking up
to see the top floor, I felt a surge of excitement. This might be a life-changing opportunity.

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