[Falling in Love with You Back in Time] (23-28)

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Chapter

Twenty-Three:

In a quiet little villa nestled amidst the lush greenery in the bustling city of Shanghai, a man around
thirty shrugged indifferently and said, "He made this mess himself, why should I clean it up
?"

Beside him sat the heartbroken and popular actress Gong Li, her eyes red and tearful, looking
utterly pitiful . Looking further down, she saw a low-cut dress, her two full, white breasts almost spilling out
, clinging tightly to the man's arm, squeezing and rubbing against him. "Brother Huang Li, you're the investor in this film.
So many people in the crew need to eat; if we can't work for a day, how much money will we waste? Besides, who in Jiangnan
dares to provoke you? If it gets in the newspapers, it'll be a disgrace to you."

"Bullshit!" the man laughed and cursed, reaching his large hand inside her collar, grabbing her
full breasts and kneading them hard, feeling their elasticity. "Do you think I'm a crab, walking sideways all the time
?"

"Mmm..." Gong Li felt the large hand kneading her breasts, occasionally flicking her
nipples , and a tingling sensation spread through her. With a coquettish look in her eyes, she said sweetly, "Brother Li, don't tease me.
As long as you're willing, I'll do whatever you want."

Huang Li smiled wickedly. "Here, I'm in charge, but this isn't Shanghai. Crossing the line is breaking
the rules. Even if the other party is a nobody, I'll have to beg them. Who will I ask for my face back if I lose it?"

"This... how could that be? You are..." Gong Li said anxiously in his arms.

"But what? Here, people are only giving face to the old man." Huang Li pulled his hand away, not
taking it seriously. "You think you're so great just because you won an award? In bed, you're just as slutty as everyone else. You
have to know your place first!"

"I... I..." The usually proud actress under the spotlight was now
like a weak and helpless little lamb, at a loss.

"Hmph, if I flatter you, you'll be a dazzling star." Huang Li's tone was sinister, showing no
politeness . "Stop showing off your cleverness, or I'll throw you into the Huangpu River to feed the fish."

He was indeed the city's prince, but he wasn't stupid. Otherwise, how could he keep cleaning up other people's messes all day
? Having been exposed to power and profit since childhood, he understood it perfectly. Don't think that sleeping with him a few times would make you control
him; you're just a plaything. With just a flick of his finger, even the most beautiful woman would bend over
to welcome his entry.

Falling in the struggle for power is not shameful, but stumbling over women is truly foolish,
hence this whole scene.

After a moment, his expression softened slightly, and the proud movie star took the opportunity to bury her beast between his legs,
diligently swallowing and spitting it out. Before long, decadent sounds emanated from the small villa.

Now, let's turn to another story.

Chen Qiushi wasn't idle on Sunday either. He had promised to spend time with his godmother, Feng Shiqing, but he got back
late yesterday and hadn't gone to visit her. He felt he had to make up for it the day before his business trip, as his mother was
angry and didn't have time for him. Since he had nowhere else to go, he figured he might as well come over for a meal and save himself some trouble.

At the entrance of No. 7 Zizhu Garden, just as he parked his car and before he could even turn off the engine, someone
knocked on the window.

Looking up, he saw Liu Zihao, whom he didn't see often. Chen Qiushi didn't have much affection for this "adopted brother,"
but he didn't dislike him either, so he rolled down the window.

"Big star, you're having a good time in bed, aren't you?" Liu Zihao asked with a mocking smile.

"What big star?" Chen Qiushi replied, frowning.

"Don't pretend in front of me," Liu Zihao said disdainfully. "This circle isn't big. Any little thing that happens will be known throughout the
Yangtze River Delta. Who do you think you can fool?"

"I have absolutely no interest in celebrities," Chen Qiushi shrugged, denying it.

"Even if you were interested, it wouldn't matter. Aren't women just for playing around?" Liu Zihao chuckled. "
The point is, you've offended the people behind this. I can't afford to mess with those people."

"Oh..." Chen Qiushi remained noncommittal. Even if the sky falls, Wang Ruishan will be there to protect him. What's there to be afraid of ? He'll
deal with whatever comes his way!

"No matter what your purpose was in approaching my family, I won't do
anything . But if you go around causing trouble under my family's name, I guarantee you'll suffer a terrible fate," Liu Zihao
said with a warning. "Being a good godson is better than anything else. Wang Ruishan isn't a very good backer. I don't know what
your relationship is, and I don't want to know, but you'd better not let me find out."

"That's philosophical. It's a pity you're not teaching at a university," Chen Qiushi responded sarcastically to his arrogant behavior
.

"You'd better watch yourself." Liu Zihao raised his face, turned around, got into his Audi, and sped away.

Chen Qiushi shook his head helplessly, revealing a bitter smile. It wasn't the kind of arrogance of a second-generation official that was mocking him. His privileged upbringing
inevitably shaped his current personality, which was undeniable. If he were in Chen Qiushi's shoes, he might not
have done as well. Chen Qiushi had no interest in officialdom, even though he
could easily use loopholes in the current civil service system to transfer or even be promoted from a failing company to a government agency.

But compared to an independent little kingdom, the officialdom is a constant struggle, a truly exhausting
and undesirable situation.

The usually quiet No. 7 Zizhu Garden was bustling today. Liu Yuanfeng, returning from the grassroots, was
chatting and drinking tea with several officials in the living room.

Chen Qiushi gave a brief greeting and prepared to head to the side hall, but was stopped. "Come, come, come.
Let me introduce you. This is Director Wu from the National Development and Reform Commission, Director Gu from the Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation, and
Director Zhang ."

"Hello, uncles," Chen Qiushi could only humbly and respectfully greet them.

"This is my wife's distant nephew, he just returned from studying abroad not long ago." Liu Yuanfeng patted his shoulder
and winked, asking, "What university was it again?"

"Uh, well… a US national university." Chen Qiushi didn't understand his meaning, but he didn't
dare use Ivy League universities to brag, and of course, top-tier universities on the West Coast like Stanford and Berkeley were out of the question. Fortunately, there were
countless diploma mills with impressive-sounding names that he could borrow to show off.

US national universities belonged to this category, and not only that, there were also world universities, Asian universities, Newton…
The Nobel Prize-winning, Edison-affiliated, and other prestigious-sounding but actually worthless money-making institutions could indeed
provide fertile ground for the newly rich in China to gain prestige ten years later.

He wasn't familiar with the European schools, but he frequently visited the US for business, and being an English-speaking region, it was the
easiest to fool.

"Oh my, a national university, that's on par with Tsinghua and Peking University here, right?" The director of the National
Development his receding hairline and shiny bald head, exclaimed with wide eyes, "Times are changing, and we
urgently need such outstanding overseas returnees."

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. It's nothing compared to Tsinghua and Peking University." Chen Qiushi felt a little
embarrassed replied awkwardly, but in their eyes, this was a sign of humility.

"In the future, you uncles should mentor the younger generation," Liu Yuanfeng said with a hearty laugh
.

"Of course, a top student like Xiao Chen is a rare resource. Every unit would be scrambling to hire him
. I'm just afraid he wouldn't even look at my little State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission," the fat-headed Director Zhang said self-deprecatingly.

"No rush, he's still gaining experience at the grassroots level. Let him choose his own path in the future," Liu Yuanfeng
waved his hand , then winked at Chen Qiushi and said, "Your aunt is in the side hall, go keep her company."

What the heck? What's Old Liu up to?

Why did he downgrade his godmother to an aunt? Although he had doubts, he couldn't ask in front of everyone,
so he took his leave with these questions.

Feng Shiqing was sitting on the sofa, engrossed in reading "Life and Health" magazine,
unaware . This magazine was similar to "Reader" and "Digest," and was very popular among women
, but much of its content was pseudo-health advice that couldn't stand scrutiny.

Chen Qiushi quietly walked up behind her and saw that she was looking at a recipe for male enhancement,
nodding frequently as she read, as if trying to memorize it.

"Godmother, what are you looking at? So serious!" Chen Qiushi deliberately called out in her ear, but in his heart he was
thinking , Liu Yuanfeng is not even 50 years old. Even if he is not as strong as a young man,
he should still be in his prime. If he really becomes impotent, wouldn't that be a waste of this fertile field?

"Ah?... Qiushi... I was just looking at it casually, it's nothing..." Feng Shiqing was startled and
turned her head to see the smiling young man standing behind her. She hurriedly closed the magazine, her face
full of embarrassment, which he saw.

Then, feigning fatigue, she stretched and yawned, "Ouch, so tired..."

Chen Qiushi didn't expose her little trick, resting his hands on her shoulders and whispering in her ear, "I'll give my godmother a
massage ; sitting for too long isn't good for her cervical spine."

"Okay... my godson is so considerate..." Feng Shiqing relaxed and closed her eyes, enjoying
the shoulder massage.

While ostensibly a massage, Chen Qiushi, from his elevated position, took the opportunity to admire the mound of white flesh on her chest.
Although she wasn't wearing a low-cut dress, most of her breasts were visible beneath her flesh-colored bra. And
with each massage, he would lift the neckline slightly, making the visual effect even better.

However, when it came to size, Liu Sihui was the undisputed champion; a 36D was a rare size, with a feel and
shape that were exceptionally rare.

Feng Shiqing's bust size was at most a C, but it looked firm and shapely, and her fair skin was undeniably alluring
.

After feasting his eyes, Chen Qiushi taught her a few yoga poses to relax her mind and body. Unintentional
touching was inevitable, but since Feng Shiqing had taken him as her godson, she didn't mind and still
considered him a child. After finishing several flexibility exercises in

Chapter Twenty-Four

, Chen Qiushi's pager
beeped . These days, mobile phones were still quite expensive luxuries, only the wealthy could afford them. Although
wearing one looked rather tacky, it was still a fashionable look of the era, especially since it had a Chinese display
, costing over a thousand yuan.

Chen Qiushi dialed the number he had left and heard the somewhat anxious
voice of Cao Liang, the head of the Dongshan Police Station, saying, "Mr. Chen, where are you?"

"What's wrong?"

"Um… someone from Shanghai is here, we've arranged to meet at Deyuelou, what do you think?"

"Okay, sure, wait for me at the entrance of Zizhuyuan."

What's meant to be will be. They just arrested him yesterday, and today people are already here. It's probably the Shanghai
Film Studio coming to take him back. Since they chose the old-established Deyuelou restaurant, they're probably trying to be polite first, then resort to force. This matter isn't a huge deal,
but it's not going to end well either.

After Liu Zihao's warning, although he realized he'd oversimplified things, he couldn't back
down. Wearing this tiger skin is easy, but taking it off isn't so simple. He'd have to deal with it as it comes. He asked his godmother for
leave, leaving without even having lunch, which immediately made Feng Shiqing unhappy, but she didn't stop him.

Before he could even step out of the door, Liu Yuanfeng, who had just seen off a guest, called him into the study and asked with a smile, "
Qiushi, why are you leaving without eating?"

"I had some urgent business to attend to, sorry Uncle Liu."

"It's alright, it's normal for men to have social engagements when they're out doing business." Liu Yuanfeng patted his shoulder
, indicating understanding, and then changed the subject, saying, "Do you know why I deliberately said in front of so many people that you
studied abroad?"

"Why?" Chen Qiushi, of course, didn't understand his intention, so he echoed.

"Firstly, the reform of state-owned enterprises is inevitable. I've been thinking about what you said these past few days. It's both
a burden and a time bomb, but it's also an opportunity. Secondly, I don't have many economic talents around me that I can utilize
. Your wool mill's enterprise reform plan was your idea, wasn't it?"

"You even know that?" Chen Qiushi was stunned, not expecting that the plan would be in
front of him so quickly.

"I approved it for you," Liu Yuanfeng smiled mysteriously. "Guess what my position is
?"

"The executive vice mayor in charge of the economy? I personally handed that document to Wang Ruishan. In my opinion,
routine administrative management shouldn't be difficult for him, but economic development isn't his forte; it's a bit too rough around the edges," Chen
Qiushi replied truthfully. He then recalled that the heads of the National Development and Reform Commission and the Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation had just been sitting and chatting in the living room.
"Liu Yuanfeng is undoubtedly the vice mayor, and it makes sense that the state-owned enterprise reform plan was handled by him.

" "You underestimate your Uncle Liu too much." Liu Yuanfeng's smile couldn't help but be a little smug.

"Hmm? Isn't that right?"

Liu Yuanfeng shook his head and said, "I helped Wang Ruishan get promoted."

"Ah? You're the municipal party secretary!" Chen Qiushi finally realized. Anyone in the system knew that Wang Ruishan's promotion
was due to connections, but he didn't expect it to be this refined middle-aged man in front of him.

"Don't I look like one?" Liu Yuanfeng laughed. "Although I'm relatively low-key,
my name should still be on the party newspaper."

"Ahem... I've been quite busy lately and haven't had time to read the newspaper." Chen Qiushi said awkwardly. As a
new human who had traveled from the 21st century, he was used to digital media. Who would be interested in traditional print media, especially those
empty- word party newspapers? Just seeing Wang Ruishan's greasy hair on the front page was disgusting enough; he had no interest in flipping through anything else
.

"You should read the newspapers more often in the future. Don't think they're just nonsense; there's a lot of information hidden in them,"
Liu Yuanfeng said earnestly. "You're young, with ideas and drive. So I want to give you a polished
identity and resume, and transfer you to a powerful department in enterprise reform. This will help your future development."

"But..."

"No buts." Liu Yuanfeng's expression turned serious. "You're so young, yet you only think about comfort
and freedom. You're afraid of difficulties. What will you do when I no longer have this power? Zihao is
a child raised in a greenhouse; he only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun, and lacks political acumen. Although you see things more clearly than him, you still need to
smooth out your rough edges. What will happen to Zihao when your godmother and I retire? You don't want to see us
old folks ?"

This was playing the emotional card, Chen Qiu thought to herself. No wonder he works in party and government.

"Of course not, it's just that I'm not ready yet." Since he'd put it this way, it wasn't easy to refuse.

"Vigorously developing the economy is the most important thing for all of China today. This is the best opportunity for you, and
it's very easy to achieve results."

"Thank you for your high regard, Uncle Liu, but could you give me some time to consider it?" Chen Qiushi really didn't want to get involved
in officialdom. Although he liked to exploit loopholes in the system, he didn't like being bound by it.

"Well, I'll have someone prepare your resume first. You can decide where to go yourself."
Liu Yuanfeng's seemingly nonchalant tone had actually made the decision for him, and all he could do
was decide which department to go to. "Go take care of your business first. I'll contact you when you get back from your business trip."

Chen Qiushi had inadvertently become involved in the officialdom of this corner of Jiangnan, something he hadn't expected.
The top leader , the municipal party secretary, the second-in-command, and even the soon-to-be-transferred office director, all now
had indirect or direct connections with him.

In this turbulent era, what kind of storm would a small butterfly stir up?
Would the wheels of history veer off course? Everything became increasingly uncertain.

Upon receiving the call, Cao Liang, the director of Dongshan Police Station, immediately rushed to Zizhuyuan. Although his jurisdiction
was in the suburbs, he knew the significance of Zizhuyuan. Considering the mysterious young man's audacity in detaining a
nationally a high-ranking official. However,
he couldn't pinpoint any high-ranking city official with the surname Chen.

The more unpredictable things are, the more one tends to speculate. If not at the city level, then at the provincial level; if not at the provincial level, then at
the central level. Yangzhou in Jiangbei, Shanghai in the east, and even neighboring Wuxi all harbor
powerful families capable of influencing the political landscape.

Thinking of this, Cao Liang felt a surge of excitement. Today's events involved a power struggle in Shanghai
; his true strength would be revealed. If he was

a powerful figure, he would cling to him tightly. If he was a fool, he would quickly switch allegiances. His calculations were meticulously planned.

Just as he was secretly plotting, a black Santana drove out of Zizhuyuan Park. The driver was the young man he was
waiting for , so he quickly turned on his hazard lights and honked the horn.

"Why are you driving a police car? Find a place to park and get in my car!" Chen Qiushi rolled down the window
and scolded him with a frown.

"Okay, okay. I'll stop at the nearest police station..." Cao Liang replied, bewildered.
Using a public vehicle for personal purposes wasn't a big deal; even drivers in government agencies would use their positions to drive their families around
, let alone a police station chief with real power. But he had no choice but to obey orders.

After dealing with the police car he was in, he got into Chen Qiushi's car, and the two drove towards the city center
. "The other party seems to be someone important, Mr. Chen," Cao Liang said

quietly, turning to Chen Qiushi from the passenger seat . "So what?" Chen Qiushi curled his lip, looking indifferent. "This isn't the bustling metropolis of Shanghai. Even if the municipal party secretary came, your jurisdiction wouldn't be greater than his!" According to the current system, this wasn't entirely wrong—a local official has more power than a distant one—but in reality, the person in that position had already entered the core political circle, even surpassing the provincial party secretary by half a rank. Chen Qiushi said this because, regardless of whether he wanted to pursue a political or business career, he needed to cultivate a trustworthy assistant. Cao Liang, who had no connections, seemed to have decent execution skills, but he was also a seasoned veteran of society. If he backed down prematurely, his reputation would inevitably drop. Moreover, since the other party had invited him to a place like Deyuelou, it was clearly not a direct confrontation. If they encountered a truly tough and unruly individual, they wouldn't give him any breathing room. So what was there to fear? Cao Liang couldn't discern the hidden meaning in his half-truthful words and could only nod in agreement. In no time, the antique-style building came into view. Deyuelou, having withstood hundreds of years of wind and rain, was first built during the Jiajing period. In addition to its classic cuisine , it also boasts classic garden architecture with picturesque views at every turn, representing a culinary culture that emphasizes exquisite taste and meticulous preparation. For ordinary people, this is considered a high-end place, a preferred destination for high-ranking officials, wealthy merchants, and many tourists from other places who come specifically to experience its reputation. Passing through the waterside corridors and pavilions, Cao Liang led him to a private room with a strong Jiangnan (southern China) style. At the round table sat a man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses, looking at the delicate pastries and a cup of fragrant hot tea, calmly reading the freshly printed evening newspaper.

Chapter Twenty-Five

"Young Master Chen, you are indeed a man of distinguished bearing and exceptional talent!" The man with the gold-rimmed glasses noticed someone enter, immediately
put down his newspaper, stood up, and enthusiastically extended his hand. "Let me introduce myself, I am Wu Lanxiu,
General Manager ."

Chen Qiushi, however, was not so enthusiastic. He took the hand, gave it a slight shake, and withdrew it, raising an eyebrow. "I
, Chen, cannot accept the title of 'Young Master.' The Zhou Rites state that only the sons of feudal lords can be called 'Young Master.'"

"In that case, may I call you 'Young Master Chen'?" Having been criticized so
early, Wu Lanxiu, being a seasoned veteran, maintained his unchanging smile, clearly trying to gain the upper hand.

"I wouldn't dare. This isn't the old society. Whether it's 'Young Master' or 'Young Master,' these are not titles for someone like me, a member of the proletariat
." Chen Qiushi maintained his aloof attitude.

These words, on the surface, sounded like he wouldn't accept the compliment and was keeping his distance. In fact, this revealed
quite a bit of information. Although it was a new era of reform and opening up, the old-
fashioned . He said this to distinguish himself from others. Moreover, the phrase
"proletariat" indicated his identity—he held a position within the system, hence the taboo surrounding it.

Wu Lanxiu naturally understood the veiled meaning in his words. He wasn't in a hurry, personally poured a cup of freshly brewed hot tea,
placed it in front of him, and gestured for him to enter.

Chen Qiushi picked up his teacup, closed his eyes, and inhaled the unique fruity aroma. After taking a sip, he couldn't help but
sigh, "Hmm... Yunquan tea, processed using ancient methods, takes no more than seven days from picking to processing. May I ask
if it comes from the Wu family of Mingyue Bay?"

"Ah?" Wu Lanxiu's carefully cultivated composure, honed over thirty years, immediately crumbled.
Someone could accurately pinpoint his ancestral lineage upon first meeting was truly enigmatic, leaving him stunned
. "You... how did you know?"

"People only know Biluochun, but they don't know that Yunquan tea from Shushan is even rarer and more precious. It has always been
a top -grade tribute tea. What is Deyuelou compared to that? How could they possess such a fine tea? Besides the specially supplied tea, it seems only
the Wu family, with its thousand-year-old heritage, still has some private tea gardens, right?"

Chen Qiushi's lips curled into a smirk, revealing a profound and
unfathomable .

The Wu family was indeed a powerful clan, but that was in ancient times. Civil officials, military generals, and renowned calligraphers and painters abound. The local
Lu, Gu, and Zhu families, in terms of family history, can only look on in awe, but that's just legend; now,
only a few proud spirits remain.

He'd loved reading history and literature books since childhood, and
while , he was fairly knowledgeable. As for the tea? Even in his previous life, he'd never had the chance to taste it, but just now at
No. 7 Zizhu Garden, he enjoyed it, and only after asking Feng Shiqing did he learn its origin.

Learning something new and putting it to good use—what a coincidence!

In their confrontation, Wu Lanxiu had already lost, and lost utterly.

Seeing that the time was right, Chen Qiushi said directly, "Mr. Wu, you wouldn't come here without a reason
. Please don't beat around the bush and just say what you need."

"Good, Mr. Chen is not only young and promising, but also very straightforward!" Wu Lanxiu flattered him, adding, "
My visit this time was twofold. First, I wanted to get to know the young talents of Wuzhong, and I was certainly not disappointed. Second, I'm here
specifically to apologize to you!"

"Oh? I wonder what offense Mr. Wu has committed?" Chen Qiushi feigned ignorance. "

Well, I won't beat around the bush. Our group invested in a movie, and it's currently being
filmed in your area. Unexpectedly, some misunderstandings have arisen. I hope you'll forgive this small gift!" Wu Lanxiu said, pulling a bankbook from his
briefcase and pushing it across the table.

What a generous gesture! 500,000 yuan in cash, deposited just this morning, still warm.

Even Cao Liang, who was sitting next to him, gasped when he saw the long string of zeros; this was a huge sum of money
.

"Some things can't be dismissed with just a misunderstanding," Chen Qiushi shook his head, remaining noncommittal
.

"Ms. Gong Li greatly admires you. This is the room key for the Southern Hotel. She specially invited you to chat about life
and . Wouldn't it be wonderful to spend the evening together?" Wu Lanxiu, seeing that one tactic hadn't worked, tried another
.

"Mr. Wu, that's not very honest," Chen Qiushi still shook his head, but then nodded and smiled, "
As the saying goes , it's hardest to resist the kindness of a beautiful woman. Not everyone can understand my ideals. You can take the room key back.
This money, though considerable, isn't worth my attention."

He wouldn't accept money, but he wouldn't accept a woman? This wasn't right. Wu Lanxiu immediately frowned. As the saying goes, refusing
a toast means you'll have to drink a forfeit. A complete falling out wouldn't be good for anyone. Did he really think no one would dare touch a local bully
? But what he said next completely surprised him.

"Since Mr. Wu is here, I have to give him face no matter what." Chen Qiushi turned to Cao Liang and said, "
Give them a lesson, and release them this afternoon."

"Okay." Cao Liang watched coldly, feeling very puzzled. Was that all? What was
the difference between that and just a tickle?

"This... this is too much. Please accept this gift!" Wu Lanxiu was also dumbfounded. What was going on
? He became somewhat incoherent and stuffed the bankbook back.

"Money is dirt in my eyes." Chen Qiushi's smile deepened. "I will personally
visit you in Shanghai another day. I hope it won't be just Mr. Wu there."

"Oh?" Wu Lanxiu was slightly taken aback but immediately understood the meaning and nodded in agreement. "Oh!
Oh! No problem, no problem, you're welcome anytime."

"In that case, see you in Shanghai, I have things to do."

Chen Qiushi said, getting up to leave. He turned back at the door, pulled out a notebook, quickly wrote down
an address, and handed it over, saying, "Have Gong Li go to the school. The girl who was pushed into the water is her fan. You
don't need me to tell you what to do, right?"

"No need, no need. I guarantee it'll be handled perfectly!" Wu Lanxiu patted his chest, guaranteeing.

This time he really left. Just as he got into his car, Cao Liang couldn't help but ask, "Are you just letting them go like that
?"

Chen Qiushi glanced at his expression and said, "You want to know why I neither accepted the 500,000
yuan nor chose to sleep with the big star, right?"

"Hehe... I couldn't escape your discerning eye," Cao Liang flattered.

"Do you know who invests in making movies?" Chen Qiushi countered.

"I'm just a rough man, how would I know the ins and outs of this?" Cao Liang shook his head.

"Movies are a business abroad, but in our country, they're money-losing," Chen Qiushi analyzed. "
Especially commercial films, which are severely lacking in foundation. Is that guy surnamed Wu stupid? Of course not. From production to output, movies
are opaque, which provides the perfect breeding ground for illicit money. This way, he gains both fame and fortune!
"

"What does this have to do with this?" "

That guy surnamed Wu is just a middleman, a front man on the surface. Why doesn't the real boss show up? Either his background
is too powerful, and lowering himself would be a loss of face. Or it's something that can't be exposed, and downplaying it is the best solution
."

"If he has a powerful background, why not go through administrative channels directly?"

"Wherever there are people, there's a world of intrigue; wherever there's intrigue, there are rules.
If you overreach, you'll get chopped off. If I stubbornly refuse, I'll face retaliation. This is called 'courtesy first, then force,' avoiding criticism. Behind this
could be one person, or it could be a group. Someone who can offer 500,000 in one go is definitely not an ordinary person.
If I accept today, we're even, and we'll keep to ourselves. If I don't, that's a huge favor, and
they'll owe me more than 500,000."

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!! Sir, your foresight is truly admirable!"

"Stop flattering me, I don't buy it. Just remember this: following me will definitely not let you down.
Don't mention 500,000, even 5 million or 50 million is nothing, but the prerequisite is that you work diligently
." Chen Qiushi seized the opportunity to subtly criticize him.

"From now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west!"

"I'm not afraid to go west either, since you'll be the one hitting the wall anyway." Chen Qiushi nodded with satisfaction, exuding strong
confidence. "I'm going to the south tomorrow. I'll give you a week to investigate this New Huanyu
Group thoroughly with all available resources. I'll celebrate your promotion when I get back."

If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it. He hadn't found an opportunity to make this request to Wang Ruishan yet, but
that didn't stop him from making a grand promise.

A lot had happened in the past few days, and Chen Qiushi needed to calm down and think things through. Reality
no longer allowed him to be as indifferent as before. Since he was here, he had to face the unknown challenges to make the trip
worthwhile .

Chapter Twenty-Six:

Liu Sihui took this business trip very seriously, which was evident from her choice of transportation.
Normally , a soft sleeper on a train would be the highest standard, but she chose to travel by plane. These days, airfares were truly
unaffordable for ordinary people; they were even rarer than cars.

The Boeing 939 slowly taxied onto the long runway, its engines gradually roaring as it surged towards the blue sky. Chen Qiushi was
flipping through a boring aviation magazine in his cramped economy class seat when suddenly a soft hand
gripped his arm tightly. A soft breast pressed against his arm. Beside him, Liu Sihui's face was pale, her chest heaving
.

"Airsickness?"

Liu Sihui shook her head, her lips trembling.

"Chew a piece, it'll help a lot." Chen Qiushi pulled a Wrigley's gum from his pocket and handed it to her. Since
it wasn't airsickness, it must stem from an unknown fear, coupled with the effect of air pressure on her eardrums during takeoff,
inevitably causing psychological stress.

After chewing a piece of gum, the air pressure on her cochlea was relieved. By this time, the plane had slowly ascended into
the stratosphere and entered cruise mode. Liu Sihui's panic gradually subsided, and her complexion regained some color
.

"Airplanes are the safest mode of transportation in the world, there's no need to worry." Chen Qiushi closed the magazine,
rubbed his arm that had been gripped so tightly, and comforted Liu Sihui.

"I...I'm just a little afraid of heights." Liu Sihui refused to back down and tried to defend herself. Seeing his
calm demeanor, she added, "Why are you completely unaffected? Aren't you worried?"

"What's there to worry about? Life and death are predestined, wealth and honor are determined by fate!" Chen Qiushi was naturally not worried. His previous
experience in investment banking had made him a frequent flyer; he was either on a plane or on his way to the airport, flying
more often than taking the bus.

Seeing her in a white silk blouse, her breasts prominently displayed, and the slight turn of her body revealing
the undulating , he couldn't help but feel a little aroused. She wore a black midi skirt, a typical business attire,
quite fashionable for this era.

"Do you think we should switch to menswear or womenswear? Menswear has purchasing power, while womenswear better meets market demand.
" After dispelling her discomfort, Liu Sihui began to focus her attention on her work.

"Your approach is flawed. Modern clothing is fast-moving consumer goods. You need to get consumers to keep spending money
on your products, not just sell them a work uniform they can wear for ten years," Chen Qiushi said
, holding a different view. "It's not about gender, it's about age. Young people like fashion, trends
, and challenges; they value individuality. More and more only children will concentrate the family's resources, making them the
main consumers. Mature working men wear suits, shirts, jackets, and overcoats year-round.
The frequency of repeat purchases is too low. Although the profit margin per item is definitely higher than that of young people's clothing, we need volume
growth to drive cost reduction and expansion. Only expansion can lead to asset growth."

"Isn't the purpose of running a business to pursue profits? Why pursue assetization?" Liu Sihui
asked, quite puzzled.

"Profit is only one aspect. Asset growth brings more cash flow, solves social employment issues, enhances brand influence
, and attracts more investors. Assets also determine the scale of a company. If you only pursue profit, you might as well
sell breakfast," Chen Qiushi explained carefully to her. "One person can't make a big pie. Only through
accurate positioning and optimized capitalization can a company become excellent."

This principle was a bit difficult for someone just starting to consider privatization to understand. "Of course
I should pursue profit when I'm making money myself?" There are many ways to make money; the profit and loss statement is just the most basic method. Utilizing the capital market
to continuously increase the value of the company and the equity held is what generates greater value.

Bill Gates is very wealthy, right? But does he have that much cash? Of course not. Microsoft's market capitalization is...
The rapid growth of the stock market has increased the value of his stock holdings. He can cash out some when he wants to spend money
, and issue more shares or stock options to reward management when he feels he has too few.

As long as the company can continue to operate, has sufficient cash flow, and produces good-looking financial statements, that's enough. That
's the magic of the capital market.

Liu Sihui was completely confused and couldn't digest so much information at once. After Chen Qiushi explained
the operations of the financial market, she finally understood a little. However, the fire in her heart burned even more intensely, and she
deeply admired the young man in front of her. She had truly made a good choice in finding a gem.

As they were talking, the plane flew over the mountains and slowly landed at the airport at the foot of Baiyun Mountain.

"No rooms available?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Because of the Canton Fair, we only have one executive suite that we just canceled.
What do you think?"

The two of them left the airport and headed directly to the vicinity of the Liuhua Exhibition Hall in the city center,
the venue naturally wanted to stay nearby. Liu Sihui was clearly unprepared.
Finding a room was difficult, whether in the towering Guangzhou Tower or the low-rise guesthouses. After a long search, they finally found
one at the Liuhua Hotel, but there were two of them, which made her somewhat hesitant.

"I'll sleep on the sofa for now, we can change rooms when one becomes available," Chen Qiushi suggested
, noticing her unease. They couldn't very well sleep on the street under an overpass.

"Then… I'm sorry to trouble you," Liu Sihui said apologetically. She only knew the Canton Fair was a window to trade
, but focused on local business, she was unaware of the bustling activity in the south. The sheer number of hotels was enough to tell her story
, not to mention the busy businessmen on the streets. Compared to the tranquil water towns of Jiangnan, this was truly China's
commercial metropolis.

After checking in, the two unloaded their luggage and immediately headed to the nearby Liuhua venue.

The Canton Fair is held twice a year, in spring and autumn, with different industries and categories showcasing and exchanging products. The clothing exhibition was
currently in full swing. As the forefront of reform and opening up, Guangzhou was undoubtedly at
the forefront. The bustling crowds and the dazzling array of colorful fashion clothing were breathtaking
.

Fabrics, weaving techniques, and even the exact number of stitches required in the production process were all
second nature , but to him, it was like listening to gibberish. After all, everyone has their strengths and weaknesses, and in this field, he could only
honestly be a follower, acting as a translator and doing odd jobs.

After a day of shopping, he was laden with bags full of samples that Liu Sihui had purchased. Before
the existed, he had to do everything himself.

While she was organizing the sample clothes in her room, Chen Qiushi came out of the hotel and, with practiced
ease made his way to a nearby teahouse.

"You're here."

"I'm here!"

"Why did it take you so long?"

"It's good enough that you even came!"

"You..."

"If you keep using this kind of ancient dragon-style dialogue, I'm switching to another company!!!"

Sitting opposite him was a dark-skinned, thin man with shifty eyes that revealed a shrewd and
calculating nature, and a small mustache that was somewhat amusing.

"Just kidding, just kidding. What can I help you with? Just tell me!" The mustachioed man chuckled.

"I need a new ID card and a Hong Kong company. Listen carefully, not a new one, it has
to be registered before 1990. Also, help me see if there are any clothing companies that want to sell, preferably
with their own trademarks and complete production lines."

The mustachioed man nodded, making a troubled expression. "The price I mentioned on the phone was just for company registration."

"Here's a 5,000 yuan deposit." Chen Qiushi directly pulled out a stack of light blue banknotes from his bag and slammed them on the table
. The impact of this was definitely not comparable to Alipay or WeChat transfers. "I'll give you five days
. Use whatever method you need to get the documents as soon as possible. There'll be an even higher reward after it's done! If you can do it, say so;
if not, I'll find someone else."

The man with the mustache's eyes gleamed, completely captivated by the stack of banknotes. He nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice,
agreeing, "No problem! Boss, you're so generous, leave it all to me!"

"I'm not worried about you pocketing this money, unless you decide you can't survive in mainland China anymore." Although Chen Qiushi
was quick , he wasn't a fool with too much money. This statement implied that the man had connections and wasn't someone Chen Qiushi could
afford to offend.

Small advertisements for fake documents, like urban blight, can be seen all over the country. Eighty percent of these fake documents
originate from Guangzhou, making it a major hub. Guangzhou also utilizes the convenience of the Guangdong-Hong Kong border to conduct
cross-regional business.

Registering a company in Hong Kong isn't as complicated as in mainland China. With just the documents, a few hundred dollars is all it takes to register successfully. While
not as secure as offshore jurisdictions like Bermuda or the Cayman Islands, it was definitely a good way
to transfer . In the Lingnan region, people with substantial gray income often use this simple and effective
method to launder their ill-gotten gains. They export and then resell, transforming their wealth to secure even more investment incentives.

This is merely the first step in Chen Qiushi's plan to make money out of thin air.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

: After enjoying a delicious Cantonese dim sum meal, Chen Qiushi didn't forget to bring some for Liu Sihui.

Returning to the hotel, he opened the door directly. The samples that had been scattered on the floor were now neatly stacked to one side
. Liu Sihui was nowhere to be seen. He heard rustling sounds from the bathroom, then the door
opened .

A pair of white, jade-like legs immediately came into view. Following his gaze upwards, a large bath towel was wrapped around her private parts
, exposing most of her full breasts, glistening with water droplets, making them appear even more alluring.

"Ah..." Liu Sihui, who had just showered, stepped out of the bathroom and saw a grown man standing there
, staring intently at her body. Her instinctive reaction caused her to gasp and instinctively cover
her heaving chest.

"I just went out and bought some late-night snacks, all local specialties," Chen Qiushi said casually, holding up
the takeout box.

"Why didn't you say anything before coming in?" Liu Sihui complained,
relieved .

"With me here, what are you afraid of?" Chen Qiushi said, grinning mischievously as he continued to scan her body.
It was obvious; it's not like we haven't seen it before, so what's there to hide?

"It's precisely because you're here that I'm afraid." Liu Sihui, after all, was an experienced woman, and had been
intimate . Although she still felt a little shy, she wasn't as coy as a young girl.

Chen Qiushi withdrew his gaze and said, "It won't taste good if it gets cold. I'll go take a shower to relax."

Liu Sihui felt a little disappointed. As he turned and went into the bathroom, she couldn't help but look down at
her delicate, fair body wrapped in a bath towel, and then reached out to cup her two large breasts, thinking to herself, "Am I really that
unattractive? So many men want to kiss me, how come a young man in the prime of his life is behaving so ordinary?"

In that brief moment of distraction, Liu Sihui remembered something and hurriedly turned back, banging on the bathroom door,
anxiously calling, "Qiushi...Qiushi..."

The bathroom door opened, and the first thing to emerge wasn't Chen Qiushi, but a
bra . "Is this it?" Chen Qiushi mischievously waved the undergarment in his hand. "Flesh-colored, too low
-class, doesn't suit you very well."

Liu Sihui blushed deeply, snatched it away, and asked angrily, "What do you mean by low-class?"

"It means tacky!" As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door closed again, followed by bursts of laughter and
the sound of water.

Although he couldn't see the embarrassed and angry expression outside the door, he could completely guess it.

Tacky? How dare he call me tacky?! Liu Sihui was naturally furious. She angrily turned back to
the bedroom and opened her suitcase. When she saw the item inside, she felt her face burning hot. Was it
a little too lewd?

"Never mind, it's not like it's the first time I've been seen! I'm going to show him what a real woman is!"
Liu Sihui steeled herself, untied the towel, and changed into the clothes she had brought.

...

The sound of running water in the bathroom gradually stopped, and Chen Qiushi came out wrapped in a towel around his lower body.

"Qiu...shi..." A soft, seductive voice called out.

"Uh?" Chen Qiushi was drying his wet hair with a towel when he heard the voice. He looked up and
saw a voluptuous mature woman lying on the bed in the bedroom. A peach-colored silk nightgown covered her body, her breasts
were full round, and two playful cherries stood out against the soft fabric. Her two smooth and white thighs
were crossed on the soft bed. Liu Sihui propped her head up with her arm, and her lazy eyes were indescribably sexy.

"Do you think...I'm...okay?" She was a woman from a water town, naturally speaking in the soft Wu dialect
. This was a deliberate seduction, so it was even more alluring.

"Oh, it's alright." Chen Qiushi wasn't a saint; of course he was tempted and reacted. But he also
knew a principle: the most skillful way to deal with a woman is to play hard to get. The more you deliberately belittle her,
the more 'll fall into your arms. Of course, this has prerequisites, such as if there's already some subtle ambiguity between them,
which acts as a catalyst.

If a woman has no feelings for you, even if you use every trick in the book,
it won't work .

Liu Sihui's deliberate attempt to compete was partly driven by a competitive spirit, and partly by a predatory physical desire.
But seeing that the answer wasn't what she wanted, her strong, unyielding nature forced her to try again
, cooing, "I've been walking all day... I feel so tired... could you... rub it for me?"

"This... isn't that inappropriate?" Chen Qiushi stared at the alluring scenery, swallowed hard, but refused
.

Liu Sihui noticed all his little movements. His bare upper body, though not
as muscular as those on TV or in magazines, didn't have any excess fat, and his smooth, delicate skin was far superior to that cold-blooded
bastard . Although the towel was wrapped around his waist, the gradually protruding bulge in his crotch betrayed him
.

"Little brat, let's see how long you can hold out!" Liu Sihui thought, wanting to tease him properly. She feigned anger and said, "
What inconvenient? You've already seen everything you should and shouldn't have seen, haven't you?"

"Well… alright then!"

He'd be a fool not to take advantage of a good deal. He'd been waiting for her to say that; if she didn't, there would be no follow-up . But
once she did, he'd have to bear the consequences.

Liu Sihui smiled knowingly. He'd taken the bait! So she lazily rolled over, changing from a side-lying position to a prone one, her full
breasts pressed beneath her.

She felt the soft Simmons mattress sink slightly as the half-naked man sat on the edge of the bed. Then, a pair of
warm , large hands caressed her back. Even through the silk, the smooth, luxurious feeling
was even more comfortable than being completely naked.

His hands, though large, were very gentle. Her muscles, tired from the flight, hadn't had a rest, and this
massage came at just the right time.

"Director Liu, how's the pressure?"

"Good…very good…" Liu Sihui turned her head and gave him a flirtatious wink. She noticed his gaze constantly
drifting downwards . Although her breasts were no longer visible, her peach-colored nightgown only covered half of her shapely buttocks, and
her white lace-embroidered panties were faintly visible, perfectly embodying the phrase "half-hidden behind a pipa." Thinking of this, the mature woman
blushed, her heart fluttering, and playfully scolded, "Call me 'sister' when no one's around!"

Sister? You're my grandmother! Chen Qiushi thought with a wicked grin, his hands
continuing .

"Mmm..." As the movements quickened, Liu Sihui felt a wave of comfort wash over her, as if a warm current was coursing through
her veins. The hands rubbing her back and neck felt less like a pair and more like two
long goose feathers gently brushing against her delicate skin. A tingling, itchy, and numb sensation spread through her body, a yearning for
desire surging within her, making her unable to hold back a soft moan.

"Mmm..." Liu Sihui let out another soft gasp from her nose, as the large hand behind her
moved to her waist, her most sensitive area. Instantly, it felt like a hundred scratches on her heart,
a warm current rising and surging wildly in her lower abdomen, the only outlet being the valley between her legs.

"You...how...are you so good at massaging! It feels so good..." Liu Sihui's face flushed,
brimming with desire, as she exclaimed coquettishly.

Chen Qiushi, witnessing this scene, was also puzzled. "I only massaged her a few times normally, how come this woman is acting
like she's having an orgasm?" Despite her doubts, her expression couldn't fool a womanizer like him, and she immediately intensified her efforts.
With a touch of force, not only her supple waist but also her body climbed upwards unrestrainedly, constantly
brushing against the edges of her full breasts.

It itched, so itchy! But it felt so good! Even her breasts were aroused and swelled. Liu Sihui
seemed to have forgotten her original intentions, completely immersed in this pleasure, secretly anticipating his more unrestrained violation,
even unconsciously arching her body to make it easier for his large hands to explore downwards.

Liu Sihui's alluring movements naturally did not escape Chen Qiushi's keen eyes. Following the movement,
his hands slowly explored downwards from the edges of her breasts. But he didn't directly grab them; instead, he used his warm palms
to sweep back and forth over the two protruding points, without lingering.

Ugh, her nipples are so swollen! The two rosy points gradually stood erect, as if countless tiny insects were crawling on their tips
… It's so uncomfortable! Liu Sihui was already panting heavily,
moaning softly, "Mmm... hum... mmm... mmm..." but the large hands refused to exert any more force.

However, this didn't faze the experienced woman. When those large hands brushed over her erect nipples again, Liu Sihui
suddenly pressed her upper body down, and her two large breasts were directly grabbed by those warm hands!

"Quick... quick... take them away..." Liu Sihui shouted feigned anger, but her chest remained firmly pressed down
, refusing to loosen her grip. "What... what kind of massage is this?"

Chen Qiushi didn't hold back, his hands forming claws as he grabbed the pair of soft breasts, truly like two freshly
steamed white buns. Her breasts were already unusually firm and round, so the feel was naturally exquisite. "
Hehe ... I'm just checking if you have any breast lumps..."

"Mmm... um... you... you little rascal... you're clearly a liar..." Liu Sihui said
coquettishly , her eyes filled with seductive charm, but she pressed her chest even lower. Warm hands kept kneading her breasts and
rubbing her erect nipples, which was completely different from self-touching. She was enjoying it, but she wouldn't admit it. "I
'm your boss, how can you treat me like this..."

"When a leader is lonely and bored, a subordinate should share the burden, don't you think, Director Liu
?" As she spoke, she increased the pressure of her hands. Moreover, it wasn't easy to maintain this position while sitting beside her. Chen Qiushi
had already climbed onto the bed and straddled her plump buttocks like a horse. His erect glans, standing tall under the hollow bath towel,
was secretly pressed against the anus of the beautiful woman beneath him through her lace panties, and he kept thrusting forward with the hands that were kneading her breasts.

"Ugh...ugh...you're being a pervert..." Liu Sihui's breasts were being wantonly played with, and
a stiff penis was erect behind her. Coupled with the seemingly flirtatious words, she had already fallen into a state of utter depravity
, the last vestige of reason in her mind turning into a reluctant resistance!

Chapter Twenty-Eight

"Oh...um...um...uh...no...no..." Liu Sihui was now seven parts
moaning and three parts rejecting. Even her plump buttocks were rising and falling in sync with the movement of the penis behind her.
Only a woman who had experienced such things could understand the subtleties of this; an innocent young girl would never
react this way.

Chen Qiushi pulled one hand out from between her large breasts, reached into her nightgown, and lightly
scratched the entrance covered by her lace panties with his fingertips, causing the beautiful mature woman beneath him to shiver immediately.

"Ah...ah...no...don't touch there..."

"Look what this is?" Chen Qiushi took out his finger and waved it in front of Liu Sihui's eyes, then leaned close to her
ear and chuckled, "The flood has burst its banks..."

"Ugh...what kind of analogy is that..." Liu Sihui hadn't expected to produce so much vaginal
fluid , soaking her panties. The itchy and empty feeling down there kept assaulting her, not only overwhelming her lower body
but also the suppressed rationality she had been suppressing for so long.

"Women are like water, isn't this the outlet?" Chen Qiushi said as he
moved his erect penis down from her anus, smoothly pressing it against her vaginal opening. Even through her panties,
how could the thin lace possibly block the heat and impact of his penis? Liu Sihui even wanted to scream out loud; the feeling was just too intense
...

"Ah...uh...um...no...don't move...it hurts so much..." Liu Sihui stammered.

"Where? Here?!" Chen Qiushi thrust a few more times.

"Ah...you bad boy...you're so bad..." Although Liu Sihui couldn't see what was happening behind her, she could clearly
feel her empty and lonely little hole being violated, and that purest desire from the flesh was constantly
fermenting .

Different methods are indeed needed for different women. The mayor's wife, Li Qingran, was a leisurely person with fantasies
, requiring more romance to blend in, while the beautiful mature woman beneath him needed more desire. The most effective
method was not slow and methodical teasing but a brave and direct attack.

So what was there to wait for? So what was there to hesitate about?

Chen Qiushi's hands had completely withdrawn from her chest, and he almost roughly lifted her nightgown, tearing
open her lace panties. Of course, this required skill; one only needed to apply force along the openwork pattern of the silk threads
, and the "hiss...hiss..." sounded particularly pleasant, and even more like an aphrodisiac.

Her plump labia were already gaping open, revealing the tender, pink flesh of her vulva, and her erect
clitoris shone like a pearl in a clam. Chen Qiushi didn't even bother to appreciate this gift from the Creator
; he simply raised his steel rod and thrust it in, the large glans already wedged against the narrow vaginal opening.

"Ugh...no...no...don't...don't...don't do this...I still have a husband...I still have
a family..." From the violent tearing of her panties to the hot glans forcing its way into her vulva, the whole process was lightning fast
, leaving Liu Sihui no time to react. By the time she reacted, it was too late...No matter what, she was still a
wife and a mother...This last bit of rationality made her struggle again.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Qiushi thrust his hips forward, his dark penis forcing its way through the narrow
opening and plunging into the warm, moist walls of her vagina.

"Ah..." This drawn-out moan not only announced the loss of her virginity
but also filled her emptiness. It was an indescribable pleasure, as if every part of her body was awakening
. The thick, hot penis had suddenly entered her back garden—something she had longed for, yet never expected
... and now it had become a reality.

She had actually lost her virginity! And to a young man more than ten years younger than her, with that firmness, that thickness...
These were feelings she hadn't experienced in a long time, perhaps only her husband had during their honeymoon, and even then, she might not have reached
this level.

Then, the penis inside her began to throb, the strong man behind her thrusting his hips
, pumping his hot penis in and out of her wet, slippery vagina, creating a piston-like motion. The pleasure that coursed through her body
completely . The large glans constantly scraped against the vaginal walls, further intensifying the stimulation…

All she could do now was grip the sheets tightly, uttering
shameful yet lewd sounds from her mouth and nose—sounds she only made when she was intimate with her husband. Now, the penis inside
her had a different owner.

This was the feeling of pleasure, the feeling of flying, the
exhilarating After a brief respite, her wet, hot vagina automatically adapted to the thick penis, tightly wrapping
around it, thirstily devouring this massive thing.

Chen Qiushi's emotions were beyond words. Who was this delicate, mature woman beneath him? She was his own
grandmother, a direct blood relative. Yet now she was yielding to his pleasure, her tight vagina
enveloping his penis, swallowing it whole, its wet walls constantly secreting fluids to show their master's delight.

Thrusting and pumping, these two simplest, most primal actions, were repeated endlessly on the bed.
The mature woman beneath him went from resistance to enjoyment in a fleeting moment. His hips slammed powerfully against her plump buttocks, making a
"slap...slap...slap...slap" sound, like a drumbeat encouraging a warrior to charge forward.

"I can't take it...I can't take it anymore..." Liu Sihui gripped the sheets tightly, enduring the thrusts from behind,
no longer satisfied with simple "hmm...hmm...ah...ah..." but screaming loudly, "All the way
in...all the way in..."

Chen Qiushi remained silent, changing the frequency of his thrusts, from a deep, forceful thrust to
rapid .

"Ugh...ugh...so torturous...bad...so bad..." Liu Sihui groaned again.

"So, should I go all the way or not?" Chen Qiushi lay directly on the back of the mature woman, spreading her
legs apart, only gently thrusting in and out, teasing his grandmother's sensitive little hole.

"Go all the way...go all the way...faster...faster..." The torment at the entrance of her hole
felt like ants crawling on her, not at all relieving the emptiness she felt from being secluded for so long.

"Is this it?" Chen Qiushi thrust quickly a few times at the entrance of her hole, and taking advantage of her unpreparedness, he suddenly thrust all the way in again,
causing the beautiful woman beneath him to let out a long groan...incoherently shouting, "Ah...so good...
that's it...that's it...all the way in...go all the way in..."

"Then beg me...beg me, and I'll go all the way in..." Chen Qiushi couldn't help but train
her a bit, so he wouldn't be satisfied with simple and rough thrusting.

"Who...who asked you..." Liu Sihui's strong personality took over slightly at this moment, and she could n't help
but say.

Chen Qiushi didn't answer, still keeping his penis at the entrance of her vagina and rhythmically moving it. The emptiness inside Liu Sihui
immediately invaded, and she could only stick her buttocks up to find the penis behind her. One was going in, and the other was going out. At this moment,
the beautiful woman was like a greedy child chasing candy. In a short while, she went from lying down to kneeling, but
there was still only the glans touching the entrance of her vagina. How could she bear this? She couldn't help but cry out, "Ugh...ugh...
I want...give it to me quickly...faster..."

"What do you want..."

"I want you..."

"Say it clearly? What do you want from me? If you don't tell me, how am I supposed to know!"

"I...I want you to penetrate me..."

"With what will you penetrate me?"

"With...with your penis..." Liu Sihui was so ashamed that she couldn't lift her head, sticking out her plump buttocks
to welcome the invasion from behind.

"Why all the fancy talk? This is a penis... a cock! Say it again!" Chen Qiushi slapped
her plump, white buttocks hard, leaving a bright red handprint.

"Ah..." Although Liu Sihui felt some pain, it only added to the stimulation and pleasure. Even her
vagina tightened, sucking on the large glans.

"It's... it's a penis... a cock..." Liu Sihui steeled herself, no longer caring about anything else, and simply
followed his lead, shouting it out.

"Who needs a penis? Who needs a cock?!"

"Liu Sihui wants a penis, Liu Sihui wants a cock..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Qiushi, holding her slender waist, thrust his dark, thick penis deep
inside her, penetrating to the very depths.

"Ah...it's all the way...it's all the way..." Liu Sihui screamed, tilting her head back. "So good...that's
the feeling...that's it...don't stop..."

"Only sluts need cocks, only sluts need dicks!" Chen Qiushi pounded into her while verbally
abusing the beautiful woman who was crawling on top of him like a bitch. Her peach-colored nightgown was rolled up on her back, and her torn panties swayed around
her waist making her look even more wild. Her breasts were shaking from being fucked, and
the friction between her two erect nipples and the nightgown further stimulated her senses.

"No...I'm not a slut..." Liu Sihui moved her fat buttocks in response, shaking her head in denial.

"Isn't that right? Then I won't move." Chen Qiushi pulled his entire penis out and stopped moving
, ignoring her ass-thrusting and shaking. This was the greatest torture for her at the moment.

"Yes...I'm a slut..." Liu Sihui cried out urgently, "I'm a slut, I need a cock, I need
a dick to fuck me...come and fuck me...fuck me...faster..."

"Fuck you to death, you slut! Fuck you to death, you whore..." Chen Qiushi gritted his teeth and shouted as he fucked her, sometimes
slapping her fat buttocks hard, partly to vent his anger for his mother, but the woman beneath him was the one who felt the most pleasure.

"I'm a whore...I'm a slut...I'm cheating on my husband...fuck me...fuck me hard...
" Liu Sihui had fallen into a frenzy of sex, and once she broke through that psychological barrier, she didn't care about anything else...
even calling him "daddy" would come out of her mouth now.

"Look at your position now, what's the difference between you and a bitch...you slutty bitch who needs to be fucked...you whore..."

"Ugh...ugh...um...ah...I'm a slutty bitch...slutty bitch who needs to be fucked...fuck me to death...it feels
so good...the dick feels so good inside me...I can't take it anymore...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to come...faster...faster."
"One...it's here..." Liu Sihui cried out hoarsely, welcoming the arrival of her climax... wildly
and wantonly releasing her primal desires.

Her tender little hole tightly gripped Chen Qiushi's penis, and from the depths of her flower core gushed out the lust
that only , but he wouldn't let her off the hook. At this moment, he increased the frequency slightly, reached out and grabbed her
two swaying breasts, and continued to fuck her violently like riding a motorcycle.

"No...no...it's too stimulating...I can't take it...I can't take it anymore...too
fast ...it's coming again...it's coming again...faster...faster...stop...stop for a second...I'm going to...I'm going to pee...
I'm going to pee...ah...ah...I peed...I peed..."

Wave after wave of climaxes gave Liu Sihui an unprecedented pleasure, like floating on air
, as if she were on a cloud...The hot, scalding opening from the constant thrusting and friction gushed out hot
liquid, which hissed out after Chen Qiushi pulled out his penis...

After the liquid gushed out, she felt a sense of exhilaration all over her body, and the rest flowed down her thighs onto the bed.

"Ugh...I actually lost control of my bladder from being fucked like that? How embarrassing!" Liu Sihui couldn't believe she was so
embarrassed and couldn't help but cover her eyes.

"Heh, this isn't peeing, it's squirting...it only happens when a woman is at her most pleasured..." Chen
Qiushi explained with a smile.

"Ah? It's this..." Liu Sihui had already experienced two orgasms, and she no longer had the strength to kneel. She immediately
collapsed onto the bed, feeling weak. She then noticed Chen Qiushi's dark, thick penis, the glans glistening
with her own vaginal fluids, which truly filled her with shame. This penis was indeed larger than her husband's
, and much firmer and hotter...

Before she could think further, Chen Qiushi parted her two fair thighs and thrust his penis in again
...

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