[Urban] Stunning Beauty (Complete) - 1-3

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[Synopsis] Beauties abound, vying for his favor in bed. A sensual legend circulates in the beauty circles of the capital: any woman who sleeps with him becomes stunningly beautiful. His fingers are magical; a mere touch can ignite a woman's passion. His body is magnetic; he can make a woman's flower wet without even physical intimacy. He rose from a nobody to become the supreme ruler of the largest commercial empire in history, writing a breathtaking legend. Countless urban beauties, rural beauties, noble ladies, political beauties, business magnates, and stunning stars all submit to him, lining up for his favor in bed…

Chapter 1. Youth by the Pillow

Saturday morning sunlight always seems excessively lazy. By the time Qin Yang's eyes were teased by a few playful rays of light, it was already past eight in the morning. The phone by the pillow vibrated restlessly a few times, then a melodious tune began to play. This was a piece he used to love, from the opera *Don Giovanni*, but for some reason, it sounded rather jarring this morning.

He impatiently reached for his phone, barely opening his sleepy eyes. He suddenly felt dizzy, even nauseous. He'd been drinking too much with Cui Yingjun last night, and didn't even remember how he got home and into bed. Cui Yingjun was Qin Yang's college classmate, his best friend who always followed him around. But four years after graduation, their relationship had begun to subtly change. Cui Yingjun was now thriving in the business department, while he was still a lowly sales manager in a private company. The

now successful Cui Yingjun had been organizing class reunions and other gatherings under various pretexts for the past few years, freely regaining his lost dignity in front of those men and women who hadn't taken him seriously back then. There were even rumors that besides blatantly mocking those less successful guys at every gathering, Qin Yang also made sure to go to hotels with some attractive female classmates afterward.

Qin Yang never attended such gatherings. He knew his own situation and refused to humiliate himself. In university, he was an absolute star, but now he was just a lowly nobody struggling at the bottom of society. If it weren't for the fact that his company's real estate project intersected with the business department, Qin Yang would never have bothered to ask his old classmate for help.

Cui Yingjun had gained some weight, his face was ruddy, and there was an indescribable air of officialdom or roguishness about him, which made Qin Yang feel a lump in his throat. However, facing his former idol, Cui Yingjun was very polite and readily agreed to the cooperation project. Qin Yang felt a strange, bittersweet gratitude; he knew that although Cui Yingjun wasn't a high-ranking official, he was now the son-in-law of the current business minister. In this social circle, such connections are more real than any illusory official position.

Seeing that Qin Yang wouldn't let him go no matter what, Cui Yingjun saw this as an opportunity he had long dreamed of to prove himself. What kind of class reunion is it without Qin Yang! What kind of success is it if Qin Yang doesn't witness his abilities! Cui Yingjun dragged Qin Yang to the most luxurious Red Beauty Nightclub in the capital for a lavish drinking session, arrogantly ordering the influential managers and courtesans to take turns pouring drinks for Qin Yang.

"This is my older brother. Although he's the most useless of my friends, I, Cui, am a man of honor. He'll always be my older brother!"

Cui Yingjun, with one arm around each of his arms, raised his glass and said heartily. "Haha, older brother, when I said 'useless,' I didn't mean it like that. Hehe, I meant you can't do anything big, uh, no, I mean I won't ask you for anything. Uh, no, hehe, damn it, how am I supposed to say that! Older brother, don't take it personally! Come on, let's drink!"

A chorus of fawning faces echoed, but their gazes towards Qin Yang unconsciously held a hint of contempt and disdain.

Qin Yang couldn't remember what happened next. He only remembered desperately trying to outdrink Cui Yingjun. Back in college, Cui Yingjun was always a lightweight when drinking, and Qin Yang always had to take the blame for him in times of trouble. So, he decided to take him down before Cui Yingjun stripped him of all his dignity. But unexpectedly, the first to fall wasn't the arrogant and powerful Cui Yingjun, but himself, disheveled and humiliated…

These brief and fragmented memories made Qin Yang's heart clench suddenly. He even felt like he couldn't breathe. He sat up abruptly, gasping for breath. He wasn't sure if it was a hallucination, but he really felt a dull ache in his chest.

On his phone screen, a beautiful woman's picture flashed, reminding him of an important appointment. Her name was Lin Feier, his girlfriend from university. She had been with him through countless happy and difficult times; she had once been the most important person in his heart. After graduation, she had waited patiently by his side for three years, but in the end, she married the CEO of the state-owned enterprise who had relentlessly pursued her. What she couldn't get from Qin Yang, that old man could give her. However, she would still regularly return to Qin Yang's place twice a month. They had little to say to each other anymore. Every time she returned, she would eagerly make love to him, making love wildly, with a reckless fervor that made it seem as if the world was about to end.

At first, Qin Yang felt it was humiliating. Perhaps that old man couldn't satisfy her at all, so she shamelessly returned to relive his body. Later, he felt that wanton release on her was revenge; he wanted to shock her with each climax, to make her cry tears of pleasure, to make that old man's cuckoldry grow bigger and bigger. But recently, he had become numb. Sometimes, he even felt he could understand Lin Feier's choices. Especially when he felt he had nothing left, this feeling grew stronger. He even treated Lin Feier's visits as important moments; in this cold, indifferent city where he felt no one else, she was like family, his emotional support.

He pressed the stop button, letting that familiar voice and the painful memories it triggered temporarily leave his mind. He reached for a cigarette on the pillow, but instead touched a woman's voluptuous body—youthful, pink, and supple. His hand froze on her back; he couldn't remember why a sexy woman was in his bed. The woman felt the warmth of his large hand, let out a languid moan, turned halfway to her side, pulled his hand into her bosom, and tightly clamped it between her round, snow-white breasts. One of her legs wrapped around him, the white silk quilt slipping down her waist to reveal the curve of her round, beautiful buttocks.

He remembered—this was the Sichuan housekeeper he shared the room with, just turned eighteen, a typical fiery Sichuan girl. She only worked day shifts, usually spending her evenings online in her room. If it weren't for the high rent, she would never have shared an apartment with Qin Yang. Essentially, they were like strangers, rubbing shoulders in this cramped space every day, yet never exchanging a single word. She had always looked down on him, this down-on-his-luck middle-aged man, but how did she suddenly end up in his bed?

"Sleep a little longer..."

The maid deftly turned along his arm and snuggled into his embrace. He could even smell a youthful, fleshy scent.

Chapter 2. Overlooking the World

"It feels so good to be young."

For some reason, this thought suddenly popped into Qin Yang's mind.

Asking why she was in his bed at this moment was very inappropriate; it was both impolite and made him seem unmanly. Therefore, faced with this unexpected situation, it was best to remain silent. Whatever the outcome, he could only grit his teeth and accept it.

"I have an appointment later..."

His hand clumsily traced the beautiful curves of her hips. Some women are easy to get into bed but hard to get out; he wondered if she was one of them. But honestly, her body was pink, round, and incredibly elastic, making him suddenly a little infatuated. Yes, for years, besides Lin Feier, he hadn't touched any other woman.

"That Sister Lin again?"

The maid's soft little hand had already slipped onto his magnificent member, but her large almond-shaped eyes held a hint of lingering resentment. She knew how important Lin Feier was to Qin Yang, and every time she graciously made room for them, she always received a considerable benefit from Lin Feier, which made her feel conflicted. Last night, she had just experienced the most blissful state in the world under this man, and now she had to watch helplessly as he was handed over to someone else.

"Hmm, time to get up..."

Qin Yang gently placed her head back on the pillow, then lightly patted her high-raised buttocks twice.

He got out of bed and went to the French windows, picked up the cigarette pack on the floor, took out a cigarette, lit it, and slowly exhaled smoke while watching the street outside the window. His well-built body was gilded in the sunlight; his physique had once amazed countless women. Fortunately, due to his daily busy schedule, his figure hadn't shown any signs of becoming out of shape. He was used to looking down at everyone naked like this. This was the twentieth floor; he didn't have to worry about his frankness causing inconvenience to others. On the contrary, it made him feel very comfortable.

"Let me sleep for five more minutes..."

the nanny said coquettishly, burying her head in the pillow.

Qin Yang smiled slightly but didn't speak.

The city below began to bustle. Thinking that he wouldn't have to plunge into the torrent of struggling for a living today, he felt a strange sense of detachment. It wasn't that he didn't have the opportunity to rise through the ranks like Cui Yingjun; several high-ranking officials from various ministries were very interested in the dashing and handsome Qin Yang. Unfortunately, he wasn't interested in their additional conditions. Firstly, he was absolutely unwilling to accept the mentally challenged daughter of a minister like Cui Yingjun had. Secondly, he already had Lin Feier, and as a man, he felt he should shoulder that responsibility. More importantly, he believed that with his abilities, he could do well without a marriage alliance.

However, now it seemed he had been far too naive.

Not taking the marriage route wasn't a problem, but such a blunt refusal, embarrassing his superior, was a grave mistake. Amidst the open and covert attacks of numerous sycophants, Qin Yang quickly realized his career had reached its end. He had no choice but to turn to the business world. However, reality remained cruel; not every company was filled with beautiful women, and not every female CEO was alluring. After the not-so-attractive female CEO enthusiastically took Qin Yang to several important meetings and deliberately got drunk in his arms several times without anything happening, the promising young talent was quickly relegated to the sidelines. Facing a leader's explicit or implicit hints without responding positively will naturally be seen as arrogant, rude, and ungrateful. If Qin Yang weren't so adept at marketing, he would have been fired long ago.

Of course, he had also gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, preparing to appease the leader's physical needs in order to gain a little bit of humble opportunity. But when he saw the woman's sagging face, her bloated body, and smelled that incomprehensibly strong perfume, he simply couldn't maintain his erection.

As a man, he was far too picky about women. So, those women didn't hesitate to make him pay the price...

The nanny hugged his waist from behind, then pressed her naked body tightly against his back. The lines of his back and buttock muscles were so beautiful, so alluring, that she couldn't sleep at all.

The woman's body was soft, warm, and comfortable. But he still inappropriately said, "It's almost nine o'clock..."

"You're so annoying!"

The maid punched him dejectedly, scolding him playfully. "Alright, alright, I'll make room for you right after I shower..."

She reluctantly let go, picked up her underwear scattered on the floor, and muttered as she walked out. Her legs were long and slender, and her round buttocks bounced beautifully.

Qin Yang just smiled at the faint silhouette reflected in the glass window, still without saying a word. After

finishing his cigarette and getting tired of the scenery, he prepared to return to greet Lin Feier's arrival, but in the instant he turned around, he saw a flash of light in a window of the building across the street. He frowned, slightly startled. In his experience, it should be something like a telescope, because the lens was angled, refracting the sunlight and thus revealing the target.

So many windows, it probably wasn't looking at me, was it? Qin Yang shook his head and said to himself with a self-deprecating laugh. What's so interesting about a man? Do you expect him to wake up in the morning and look at his big...bird? He playfully waved towards the opposite window, proudly shaking his erect penis a few times...

The doorbell rang. Nine o'clock sharp, Lin Feier was always so punctual. Her life seemed meticulously planned, every step precise.

For some reason, Qin Yang suddenly felt a little nervous.

Chapter 3. The Unspeakable Secret

Lin Feier, as usual, brought the nanny a few small trinkets she didn't often use, and tossed her several crisp new bills.

"It's time to change the seasons, go and see what you like..."

Although Lin Feier was dressed like an international socialite, her tone when speaking to the nanny was like a sisterly whisper, slow and warm.

"Sister Lin, I don't want...you always..."

The nanny, named Zuo Lan, was petite and charming. At this moment, her face was flushed, her hands clutching her clothes with an indescribable embarrassment. Zuo Lan always accepted the money and gifts Lin Feier brought without a second thought. Giving them space to be alone and keeping their secrets meant she deserved a fair return.

However, Zuo Lan felt this time was different. Because she had slept with him. A strange unease gripped her; it felt like she had stolen Lin Feier's most precious possession. This was, of course, a secret that couldn't be told, but since she had taken his things, she shouldn't ask for his money back—this was the most basic value system of her rural upbringing.

"If you still want to call me 'sister' in the future, don't say these unnecessary things..."

Lin Feier smiled warmly, and without further ado, pressed the gifts and money into the maid's hand. Zuo Lan's thoughts didn't escape Lin Feier's sharp eyes. This girl was clearly smitten with Qin Yang, which was likely the beginning of trouble for her.

Lin Feier's face was too beautiful, her smile too radiant, so even with all her courage, Zuo Lan couldn't refuse her kindness. Zuo Lan had initially thought she would see Lin Feier as a rival, because Qin Yang had left an indelible, shocking memory on her body. She simply couldn't imagine that after such a tumultuous night, she could calmly share this man with someone else. However, standing before Lin Feier, she realized with stark clarity that she had no right to challenge this woman in terms of beauty, figure, or wealth.

Zuo Lan ultimately couldn't resist the fresh smell of ink on the banknotes. Based on past experience, she knew that selling those inconspicuous trinkets would actually yield more banknotes reeking of that scent. Having confirmed that she was no match for Lin Feier, she simply let it go. Most of the time, money was more reliable than men, and besides, even if she could have this man, she might not be able to have him. She didn't need to offend this sugar daddy for a pipe dream. Zuo Lan convinced herself of this, smiled gratefully at Lin Feier, then changed her clothes and went shopping with some fellow villagers.

Lin Feier tossed her handbag onto the worn-out sofa in the living room, locked the bedroom door with practiced ease, then picked up the mug with Qin Yang's name on it from the coffee table and poured herself a glass of water. It was a matching mug they had ordered when they were deeply in love, but hers was long gone. As she drank, she glanced at the bedroom; it was silent, indifferent to everything—a style that seemed to have become Qin Yang's.

Lin Feier took off her suit and tossed it onto the back of the sofa, leaving her only in a pair of delicate black lace fishnet stockings and a semi-transparent black bra. It's always good for a woman to have something on her body; that fatal allure is what makes a man willing to explore and cultivate.

In front of the dressing mirror by the door, she twisted her body and playfully struck a few graceful yoga poses. Under Qin Yang's care, her body became increasingly beautiful, with perfect curves, smooth skin, and a delicate, elastic feel. In the mirror, she presented a mature beauty, like a juicy peach. She cared deeply for Qin Yang and cherished their past relationship, but it wasn't to the point of being unable to let go. Her insistence on taking the enormous risk to come here and relive their past wasn't out of affection. Rather, she discovered that after each passionate encounter with him, her body underwent astonishing changes. Her figure became increasingly graceful, and her appearance increasingly beautiful. She didn't know the reason, but she needed him to help her blossom into a more vibrant youth. Of course, she also had to acknowledge his unimaginably powerful sexual prowess; he could easily send her to the peak of ecstasy time and time again. That frenzied, extreme pleasure was addictive and irreplaceable. This was another important reason why she remained entangled with him.

Of course, these were secrets she could never reveal. Chapter

4. Sexy Little Wildcat

Lin Feier tossed her cascading long hair and greeted Qin Yang, who was leaning against the headboard fiddling with his phone. Then, like a sexy little wildcat, she lifted the snow-white silk quilt and slipped under the foot of the bed.

Qin Yang, as always, remained silent, but he noticed Lin Feier's meticulous preparation. Her face seemed even more beautiful, her full breasts, her shapely buttocks, her stockings…

Oh! Qin Yang frowned slightly and groaned. His burning desire was tightly enveloped by a pair of warm, moist red lips. Lin Feier's pink and agile tongue playfully teased his sensitive tip. A volcanic eruption-like urge brought an intense, tingling, and thrilling pleasure, forcing Qin Yang to drop his phone, reach under the covers, and grasp Lin Feier's full, firm, soft, and fragrant breasts…

“Mmm…”

Lin Feier seemed greatly encouraged. She writhed seductively, employing various alluring techniques… She knew his body intimately; she knew how to make him unable to resist mounting her and ravaging her. Under

Lin Feier's relentless and frenzied assault, Qin Yang finally felt a raging fire ignite within him. He abruptly threw back the covers, revealing her beautiful body perfectly before him. His hand left her breasts, cupped her head, and pressed down hard, his member throbbing and vibrating in her mouth. She was completely filled, unable to make a sound, only a trembling pleasure assaulting her mind.

“So big! So hot! So deep!”

These were the only words conscious in Lin Feier's mind.

Oh! Qin Yang finally couldn't help but roar, jerking back to temporarily break free from Lin Feier's fiery embrace. His body trembled slightly, his breathing becoming heavy and disordered. The halberd, standing tall in mid-air, also pulsated slightly, shimmering with a bright, moist light.

Lin Feier gently pressed her finger on the tip of the halberd, then seductively swallowed him with her sensual lips. She knew what he needed at this moment. She raised her long, beautiful legs and slowly turned around, so slowly that he had enough time to see every delicate glimpse of her body. She gently leaned down, raising her round, full, and tender buttocks in front of him, then slowly and elegantly swaying them up, down, left, and right. A delicate bud, glistening with dew, quietly bloomed before him…

When he eagerly thrust into her flower, a smile finally appeared on her lips. It seemed that her careful preparations today had not been in vain; he truly liked it.

According to Lin Feier's theory, Qin Yang's outbursts basically come in two forms: one is called "watering," and the other is called "injection." In a frenzied battle, her delicate body endured his countless waterings and injections in various ways. Now, she lay exhausted on the large bed, her entire consciousness and body seemingly floating on an endless sea of desire. The intense pleasure lingered, like surging waves crashing against her sensitive nerve endings, causing her body to involuntarily spasm from the inside out. Her moans of happiness and satisfaction sounded more like the whimpers of a mermaid.

She had once dreamed of staying with him like this until the end of time, but reality wasn't a fairy tale, and she couldn't.

"I can't move. Can you help me wash?"

For the first time in a long time, Lin Feier boldly made a request. Since she left Qin Yang, after each of their wild get-togethers, she would always leave silently. She didn't dare provoke him; deep down, she felt she owed him something, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Qin Yang was also slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected Lin Feier to say such a thing. They hadn't had a normal conversation in a long time. Even during these joyful gatherings, they rarely exchanged more than ten words, and those were all meaningless chatter. Of course, he remembered why he hadn't been willing to give her a kind look; men always hold onto certain things and remain resentful. However, looking at her pitiful eyes and listening to her panting breaths, he finally softened. The essence on her body was his handiwork; even washing it off wouldn't hurt.

After so long, holding Lin Feier again felt a little awkward. But the small bathtub, the large showerhead, and the warm steam seemed to warm the atmosphere between them considerably. Both of them suddenly recalled that winter, the scene of the two young people squeezing into the small bathtub of their rented room to make love. They held each other tightly, then playfully breathed on the frosty tiles beside them to write each other's names…

Chapter 5. Dreams Gone.

Lin Feier, wearing Qin Yang's shirt and putting on makeup in the warm sunlight by the window, suddenly thought of the nanny named Zuo Lan. This girl should be a beauty in the making; if she grew up well, her looks might not be inferior to her own. But precisely because of this, she began to harbor resentment towards this nanny. With a woman's keen observation, she was certain that although this nanny had developed feelings for Qin Yang to some extent, the two of them hadn't reached the point of sleeping together. Otherwise, under his care, that woman would have already undergone a complete transformation.

"This place is too small, not very convenient. Why don't you consider moving somewhere else?"

Lin Feier seemed to be making small talk absentmindedly.

Qin Yang didn't speak, just lay on the bed, aimlessly pressing the TV remote, constantly changing channels.

Seeing that he didn't object, Lin Feier thought the suggestion seemed feasible, so she tiptoed back to his bed from the sunlight streaming through the window.

"Hey, I own a house in Lakeside Garden. Why don't you stay there for a while?"

She sat down beside Qin Yang, reaching out her hand to gently stroke his face, as she always had.

"No..."

His answer was still cold.

"Then how about you buy your own house? You've been working so hard, you deserve a home..."

"A house?...A home?..."

Qin Yang looked at Lin Feier with slight surprise, smiled helplessly, and shook his head. It was easier said than done; how was he supposed to buy it? He'd painstakingly saved a little money over the years, sending part of it back to his parents in their old age. If he used the rest for a down payment, he'd be practically a beggar. But then again, what good was that little bit of money anyway? His entire savings wouldn't even cover half the price of Cui Yingjun's BMW.

"If you're short on cash… I…"

Qin Yang waved his hand decisively in mid-air, startling Lin Feier into shrinking back, unable to continue. She knew, of course, that mentioning that old man's money in front of him was definitely testing his limits.

"You drank yesterday, didn't you? That tasted weird…"

Lin Feier quickly changed the subject.

"Hmm…"

He looked at her frightened expression and suddenly felt a pang of pity.

"Who did you drink like that with? Never again!"

Lin Feier said coquettishly in his arms. But to her, those words carried a deeper meaning. Logically, she should have had a fruitful day, but because Qin Yang had been drinking yesterday, the quality of what they had was significantly compromised, which was her biggest complaint.

"Oh, it's Cui Yingjun. Our company has some business with the Ministry of Commerce, and we have connections with their department."

Qin Yang was unusually talkative today. Seeing Lin Feier sitting beside him, recounting her story, he felt a pang of nostalgia, as if he were back in the days when the two of them were inseparable.

"Heh, so it's that lecherous guy!"

Lin Feier curled her lip in disdain.

"What? Does he have feelings for you too?"

Qin Yang turned to look into Lin Feier's eyes, and thinking of the rumors, he suddenly felt uneasy.

"That time, we went to the celebration banquet held by the Ministry of Commerce for the completion of the Eleventh Five-Year Plan by the central state-owned enterprises. That guy's eyes lit up when he saw me. He even said that he had already slept with almost all the female classmates who didn't like him, and I was the only one left..."

"That bastard!"

Qin Yang flung his hand and smashed the remote control against the opposite wall, shattering it into pieces.

"Yeah, I cursed him like that too. I told that damn Cui, if you dare to have any improper thoughts about me, I can turn you into a eunuch anytime!"

Lin Feier said angrily. "I have money and connections now, you bastard, you dare to challenge me? Just wait until you become a minister!"

"That kid ran away with his tail between his legs on the spot, how about that, honey, your wife didn't embarrass you, did she?"

Lin Feier said enthusiastically.

Qin Yang suddenly froze. He suddenly realized that Lin Feier was actually no longer related to him, and the strong backing she relied on to defeat Cui Yingjun was not him, but that old man from the state-owned enterprise. Lin Feier was used to calling him "husband" as before, but it suddenly woke him up.

"What's wrong, old..."

Lin Feier noticed that Qin Yang's expression was wrong and was about to ask, but she suddenly realized. Things had long since changed between them, and calling him "husband" at this time would only deepen his pain.

The two stood there in awkward silence, speechless with embarrassment.

"I should go..."

Lin Feier finally understood the meaning of "the more you say, the more mistakes you make." She didn't know how to make amends, so she could only flee.

"Steve Jobs is dead..."

Qin Yang said absentmindedly, staring at the TV screen.

"Apple is still around, isn't it?" Lin

Feier replied while getting dressed.

"The dream is gone..." ( Chapter 6, Chapter Six: A Young Girl's First Love) So-called dreams are those grand and unrealistic things. People always yearn for those distant, ethereal dreams, while ignoring the happiness before their eyes. What if he suddenly died tomorrow? Who would laugh, who would cry, or would everyone simply be indifferent, a nobody man who wouldn't even stir the slightest ripple in people's hearts? The departure of Steve Jobs dealt him a heavy blow. He had naively believed that those persistent men with dreams deserved a perfect ending. He suddenly felt an urgent need to do something. Perhaps living a mediocre but healthy life in the present is a good choice for many, but for some men, there is no meaning to life without success. Even if they don't like such vulgar standards of success, even if such success is just for show, even if they don't find any joy in it. Live a little more worldly, even if it's just so that they won't be too lonely after death. Qin Yang convinced himself this way. ... Young girls save money on food, but absolutely not on clothes. This is the experience summarized by the sisters. No one can see what they eat, but it's different if they dress beautifully—what if some city man takes a liking to them! Every girl who comes out to work has a beautiful dream in her heart. Zuo Lan bought two seasonal clothes and consigned the jewelry Lin Feier gave her to a fellow villager who worked as a saleswoman at a gold and silver counter. Although she always specifically stated that it was a gift, there was always a hint of suspicion and mockery in the fellow villager's eyes. However, since this matter also greatly benefited the fellow villager, she was too lazy to point it out. As long as everyone is at peace, that's good. Zuo Lan felt strange; today she preferred to wander around rather than go home early as usual. Her mind was filled with all sorts of erotic images of Qin Yang and Lin Feier in bed, making her absent-minded in everything she did, even losing the carefree energy she usually had for chatting and joking with her fellow village girls. "Xiao Lan, are you having sex?" Several girls she'd grown up with had sharp eyes. "No way..." Zuo Lan's face flushed bright red, and she waved her hands repeatedly, "Alright, alright, I'll treat you to dinner today, shut your mouths." "Come on, you haven't done anything wrong, why are you trying to shut us up for no reason!" The girls still laughed and persisted. "Yeah, we all know you save money for your family, and you're usually so frugal with yourself, how come you're suddenly being so generous? Is there something you're hiding?" "No way..." Zuo Lan's face turned even redder. Such an explanation seemed both weak and pale. Normally, Zuo Lan is sharp-tongued and a master at criticizing others, even talking endlessly about her older roommate with her female friends. But now, she wasn't saying a word. The girls exchanged glances and laughed even harder. It was originally just a joke, but unexpectedly, the joke turned into something real. "You guys haven't already... you know... yet?" A girl named Du Juan winked mischievously. "What? I don't understand!" Zuo Lan, having seen a bit of the world, quickly recovered from her initial shyness and started playing mind games with her friends. "Come on, what don't you understand? What about the DVD I lent you yesterday? Didn't you watch it?" "No..." Zuo Lan blushed and acted coy. "Okay, since you didn't watch it, how about we go to your house to watch it together?"

"Yeah, yeah, we've got nothing to do today anyway, let's go to your place. Speaking of which, we've never been to your neighborhood before. The rent there is too expensive, we can't afford it."

"How was I supposed to know? My employer found me a place, saying it was close by and convenient to take care of me. But they said they gave me a little extra pay because the rent was expensive..."

Zuo Lan quickly explained, not wanting to be isolated.

"Sigh, why don't we meet such a benefactor..."

the girls said sourly, "That uncle you mentioned, he wouldn't be so nice to you..."

"No way, he's so cold..."

Zuo Lan's heart softened as she said this; yesterday his body had been burning hot. Thinking about it, her ears unconsciously turned red. Zuo

Lan's charming and adorable appearance further strengthened everyone's determination to go to her place and cause some trouble. Whether she had anything to do or not, it would be good to tease that颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a sense of listlessness, apathy, or even decadent behavior) uncle to pass the time. For these young girls, they might lack other things, but they certainly had plenty of time.

"Let's go buy some groceries first. It's inconvenient to have guests at home right now..."

Zuo Lan glanced at her watch, hesitating. Although it was already afternoon, Lin Feier had left long ago as usual. But she knew Qin Yang's habits. This guy always dressed impeccably in a suit and tie when he was at work, but when he was off work, he was like a completely different person. He wouldn't wash his face, wouldn't shave, and would wander around the room lifelessly, making her feel annoyed. If it were yesterday, she wouldn't care about his appearance. What did it matter to her if her female friends saw this slovenly man?

But not today. She inexplicably dragged out the time, hoping that Qin Yang would suddenly feel like washing his face.

By the time she returned to the apartment, it was already evening. A group of girls, their legs aching from Zuo Lan's nagging, were chattering and urging Zuo Lan to open the door quickly.

"If he's asleep, he shouldn't come out..."

Zuo Lan prayed silently as she turned the key.

"Wow!"

The girls' exclamation startled Qin Yang, who had just come out of the kitchen with coffee. On such a night, the sight of a group of brightly dressed young women bursting through the door with such excitement was truly astonishing!

"Is this the uncle you were talking about?"

The group stared blankly at Qin Yang for a long time, then simultaneously turned their attention to Zuo Lan, who was hiding behind them.

Zuo Lan's gaze locked onto Qin Yang. This guy had actually taken a shower! This guy had actually shaved! This guy had actually tidied the house! She gaped in disbelief, unable to believe her eyes.

Qin Yang had just finished showering, looking as steamy as if he'd just come out of an oven. He was wearing a tight-fitting sports vest and boxer shorts, revealing his perfect physique and well-defined muscles. A few drops of water occasionally rolled down his handsome cheeks from his fluffy, slightly curly hair. He held a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and a towel in the other, stylishly drying his wet hair…

A group of girls stared wide-eyed, speechless at this exquisite scene, so nervous they didn't dare breathe. Their faces flushed, their hearts pounding as they looked at this man who far exceeded their expectations.

An awkward stalemate ensued for a while.

“You're Xiao Lan's friends, right?”

Qin Yang felt it best to say something.

“Yes…”

The girls seemed to finally snap out of their daze, nodding stiffly, giving stiff smiles, and then, led by Zuo Lan, blushing and heads bowed, they scurried into Zuo Lan's small house.

“Kids these days are really strange…”

Qin Yang shook his head helplessly. “But, am I really that ugly now?” He casually closed the security door they had abandoned, glancing warily at the full-length mirror by the door. Chapter

7. Good Girls Also Like This.

These young girls still retained a very pure and innocent side, so their shyness and helplessness when they saw Qin Yang were actually so real and cute. An awkward silence followed in Zuo Lan's small house, then an uncontrollable uproar erupted.

"You call this 'uncle'?"

The girls were indignant at Zuo Lan's secret hoarding of a handsome man.

"Yeah, he looks older when he grows a beard..."

Zuo Lan gave a nonsensical reply. But inexplicably, she felt a strange sense of surprise.

"You silly girl,

you don't have to lie so thoroughly..." "Hurry up and tell us, how far have things progressed..."

A group of girls, half-joking and half-faking, started a crazy battle of laughter in the house.

"Is he still outside?"

"He seems to have gone back to his room..."

Exhausted from all the commotion, the girls remembered their business and started looking for excuses to wander around the living room and kitchen, preparing to catch another glimpse of the "uncle's" charm. But what left everyone feeling resentful was that once he returned to his room, he seemed to have no intention of coming out at all. Several girls took turns trying to corner him, but they couldn't even catch a glimpse of him.

"Forget it, let's just cook, we're all starving..."

The girls dejectedly squeezed into the small kitchen to start preparing dinner.

"We can just invite him out to eat with us after we're done."

"He won't come out..."

Zuo Lan shook her head.

"Why?"

"Our relationship isn't what you think..."

Zuo Lan felt a surge of heat; her body was especially sensitive when she lied.

"Who would believe that? Under one roof, a lonely man and a lonely woman, like dry wood meeting a raging fire..."

"Exactly! If it were me, I wouldn't care if he liked me or not, I'd climb into his bed first, take him all... haha..."

The girls laughed and joked loudly and unrestrainedly; they weren't afraid he'd hear them, they even hoped he'd hear every word.

"Hey, you really didn't see that movie?"

Du Juan nudged Zuo Lan with her elbow.

"Hmm, not yet..."

"Oh, really, I heard it's really exciting..."

Unable to resist Du Juan's persuasive words, everyone agreed to start cooking the time-consuming dishes first, and use the waiting time to rush back and see what was so exciting about it. Zuo Lan, blushing, tried to stay by watching the fire, but was ruthlessly dragged back by the others. The excitement of a group of newly-adult girls collectively watching an adult film is similar to a little boy imitating an adult smoking for the first time—both generate a strong sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. In a way, for these simple girls from the countryside, this is a particularly impactful coming-of-age ceremony.

The high-definition images of shirtless men and women engaging in sexual intercourse on the computer screen, accompanied by waves of ecstatic moans, enveloped the entire small room in a sensual and alluring atmosphere. The girls' expressions were a mix of embarrassment, shock, and shyness, but none dared to back down; doing so would be seen as disrespectful. They were adults, and theoretically, should possess the psychological capacity of adults. Despite their burning faces, their heaving chests, and their increasingly sensitive and aroused bodies, they refused to let their eyes leave the small screen even for a second.

"That male lead looks a bit like Uncle Xiao Lan..."

Someone's joke suddenly ignited the girls' excitement. The tense atmosphere in the room instantly broke. Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that this handsome Western man did indeed bear a resemblance to Qin Yang in his features.

"Little Blue, is Uncle's thing this big? Hehe..."

"Won't this position be tiring?"

"Actually, the tattoo there is also very pretty..."

The biggest difference between women and men watching porn is that women can watch and chat at the same time, and the breadth and depth of their topics will always amaze men.

A series of urgent knocks on the door...

"Hey, you in the back, open the door!"

The girls were holding their breath, staring at the screen, preparing to welcome the intense climax, and were annoyed by this inconsiderate interruption.

"Oh."

The girl near the door casually opened the door.

"Ah!"

A wild and satisfied moan. The beautiful woman on the screen was enjoying a hot milk bath, but Qin Yang at the door was in a state of extreme embarrassment.

"Your food is burnt, I just turned off the stove..."

After the girls recovered from their extreme shock, their faces flushed and their hands hurriedly shutting down the monitor, Qin Yang said with a red face.

Only then did everyone smell the strong burnt smell in the air and rushed out of the door to the kitchen.

A series of clanging and banging noises came from the kitchen. After a long while, the girls emerged, heads hanging low, like children who had made a grave mistake. They felt they would never be able to hold their heads high in front of this older man again.

"If only I had come out sooner..."

Qin Yang managed to squeeze out, trying to break the suffocating awkwardness. "How about I treat you to dinner out tonight... Um, please call me when you're done watching..."

The computer speakers, still open, clearly emitted the sounds of women's moans, making the girls' expressions extremely uncomfortable.

"Uncle, you don't think we're bad girls, do you..."

Du Juan bit her lip, mustering her courage to speak to Qin Yang's retreating figure. Seeing Zuo Lan's large, tear-streaked eyes, she suddenly realized she had made a terrible mistake.

His back paused for a few seconds, then he slowly turned around, his face devoid of any mockery or sarcasm, but instead speaking earnestly like a true older man.

"In this world, some things aren't good or bad, they're just a matter of liking or disliking. What you just saw, many good girls would do too..."

Qin Yang

's

casual remark not only defused the awkwardness but, more importantly, preserved the girls' dignity. Therefore, these young women felt a warm sense of gratitude and a strong sense of closeness to this uncle.

Qin Yang led a large group to a Chongqing hot pot restaurant on the street corner. Although the place wasn't large, it was very clean. Even more remarkable was that the owners, a husband and wife, were genuine Chongqing natives—warm, straightforward, and their cooking skills were impeccable. They were also very particular about the ingredients, so many important figures came specifically to try it.

He knew that women from the mountain city would feel uncomfortable if they didn't eat hot pot for a while, but due to their frugality, these young women didn't usually dare to eat meat. Although they all said they were going to lose weight, their already small bodies were practically nothing left. Did they really want to be raised like rabbits?! So, without even asking the girls' opinions, he made the excuse that he was hungry and ordered all the premium beef that the owner had specially prepared for VIPs.

While waiting for the food, the girls tried hard to chat with Qin Yang, but after struggling for a while, they couldn't find any suitable topics. Looking at his handsome face, they couldn't help but think of that awkward yet exciting scene on the computer screen, and suddenly felt as if they had been stripped naked. So, they would often exchange a few bland words with him before blushing and unable to continue the conversation.

To cover their embarrassment, the girls took out their fashionable mobile phones to pass the time. They and he were completely different kinds of people, even belonging to two completely different worlds in a sense. Finding common ground with him was simply too difficult for these young girls who were just beginning to experience life.

"You don't have a phone?"

Qin Yang couldn't help but ask when he saw Zuo Lan sitting there quietly in a daze.

"Oh, I do."

She paused slightly, then smiled shyly. "What, you want my number?"

Qin Yang didn't answer, just smiled.

Zuo Lan pulled out a black Nokia tablet, the kind that comes with a prepaid plan. "No need, just tell me."

Her big eyes were smiling, very beautiful.

Suddenly, the surroundings fell silent. The girls who had been chattering away, admiring each other's selfies and exchanging gossip, suddenly stopped talking, holding their breath as they listened intently to the string of numbers Qin Yang read aloud, a string that sparked so much speculation.

"Okay."

Zuo Lan smiled sweetly, her slender fingers dancing lightly across the keypad as she wrote down a long string of numbers, then prepared to put the phone away. Her phone didn't have as many functions as others'; besides making calls and sending text messages, it wasn't very useful.

"Wait a minute,"

Qin Yang grabbed Zuo Lan's hand.

"Hmm?"

Zuo Lan looked at him with surprise in her beautiful eyes. Her hand, holding the phone, trembled slightly in his warm, large hand. Her heart pounded wildly, as if it might burst from her chest at any moment. Yes, even though they had been naked together in bed, holding hands like this and looking into each other's eyes made her feel even more lost.

"I really like your phone..."

he said softly.

"Oh..."

She didn't know if she felt discouraged or disappointed by his words, but suddenly felt empty inside. She wanted to tell him to just deposit two hundred yuan, but for some reason, she opened her mouth and didn't say it.

"How about we switch?"

Qin Yang took out a Samsung business phone and pushed it in front of her. "This one has too many functions; I don't know how to use it."

"No."

Zuo Lan hesitated slightly, then quickly shook her head.

"Why?"

"Your phone cost over five thousand yuan; I don't want it..."

"Uh, this is a knock-off; it's only worth three hundred yuan on the black market..."

Zuo Lan was truly speechless this time. She could only watch helplessly as he changed the SIM card in one phone and then typed long strings of numbers into the keypads of both phones. He shoved the Samsung phone into her hand, then happily put the Nokia away, his smile like that of a cunning merchant who had finally succeeded after a smooth-talking performance.

The hot pot restaurant owner bustled around, ordering the waiters to set out a table laden with delicious food.

Qin Yang took a couple of symbolic bites, then excused himself, saying it was too hot inside, and went outside for a smoke. The young girls were too reserved in his presence, too embarrassed to even touch their chopsticks, so he simply avoided them. The fresh, shy feeling these girls exuded made him feel comfortable. Perhaps one day they would be transformed by society into fearless, fierce women, but at this moment, they were still quite adorable in his eyes.

This was a fairly bustling area, and the streetscape was beautiful. Qin Yang lit a cigarette, watching the traffic in the distance. Sometimes, the night was quite nice; many things were hidden in the darkness, and one's mood seemed much calmer.

Before he'd even finished his cigarette, Zuo Lan came out and stood beside him, gazing at the dim lights.

"They sent me out to see if you'd run off without money..."

Zuo Lan looked up at him with her beautiful eyes, her voice filled with a warm smile.

"Mm..."

He laughed happily, his voice sounding pleasant in the night breeze.

"That phone... I don't want it anymore..."

After a moment of silence, she said softly.

"Why?"

"It's not some cheap knock-off,"

she frowned slightly, half coquettishly, half-scolding, "and I just topped up the SIM card with several thousand yuan..."

"I'm getting a new phone anyway, you can use it for now, just give it back when you don't like it."

He understood some of the so-called girlish sentiments, so he explained concisely, trying not to beat around the bush.

"I don't want your things..."

Her abrupt remark left him speechless.

Zuo Lan didn't know that the words she blurted out almost made her regret it for the rest of her life.

In the world of men and women, some words can be interpreted in completely different ways.

To Qin Yang, these words were a cold rejection, a woman's diplomatic rhetoric to protect herself and thwart a man's inappropriate advances. She seemed to be telling him that their affair was purely accidental, and she didn't want further entanglement.

However, Zuo Lan meant nothing of the sort. She was afraid that he would end their delicate relationship in this way, and then return to being a stranger to her as before. She didn't want his things because she wanted him more.

"I don't want your things for no reason..."

She didn't know why she repeated herself; perhaps fate was displeased with her performance and forced her to say it again with a touch of naive courage.

"Alright, if you insist on paying, then consider it as me buying it."

She blinked her beautiful eyes, a mischievous smile on her face. "However, I don't have that much money right now, so I can only sell myself to pay off my debts."

She opened her arms and hugged his waist, tilting her head back to stare intently into his eyes. "Each time we sleep together will cost one yuan. If I'm in a hurry to pay off my debts, or if you're in a hurry to recoup your investment, we'll have to speed things up..."

Her eyes shone brightly, her face flushed red to the roots of her neck. Despite trembling with nervousness, she miraculously managed to express her innermost thoughts completely.

Qin Yang stood there stiffly, stunned, for a long time before he came to his senses. He suddenly felt a warmth in his heart, and couldn't help but cup her face and kiss her deeply. (

Chapter 9. Moist Flower Stamen)

After the group of girls finished their meal, they reluctantly said goodbye to Qin Yang, insisting on making an appointment with Zuo Lan for them to come back next weekend to demonstrate their culinary skills to Qin Yang. The girls had originally intended to shamelessly stay overnight at Zuo Lan's place. Girls their age saw no danger, only longing and curiosity. Sleeping under the same roof as Qin Yang would likely ignite their intense curiosity. However, after much hesitation, they couldn't bring themselves to say it. One reason was that Qin Yang had exposed their privacy that day, making them blush and their hearts race; another was that they felt obligated to help, and out of respect for Zuo Lan, they couldn't go too far.

After seeing Zuo Lan's fellow villager off, the two strolled leisurely back to the apartment complex in the warm night breeze.

Qin Yang, accustomed to the fast pace of his work, walked with large strides, making it difficult for Zuo Lan to keep up.

"How about I hold your hand..."

Qin Yang seemed to suddenly realize something, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Okay."

Zuo Lan obediently extended her hand, nestling it in his warm, large hand.

The two began walking at a pace neither of them was used to, accommodating each other, trying to find common ground while maintaining their rhythm.

"I didn't scare you last night, did I?"

Qin Yang felt for the first time that he was speaking slowly, a pace like lying lazily in the countryside on an oxcart pulling hay, basking in the sun. The slower pace made him feel relaxed and at ease.

"No..."

Her big eyes glanced at him quickly, then darted away.

"Did we... you know?"

He asked softly, holding her hand, his tone as relaxed as if he were talking about someone else.

"Mmm."

Zuo Lan's voice trembled slightly, but it was beautiful. It was the kind of softness that could penetrate to the depths of one's heart. Qin Yang couldn't see that her face was flushed crimson in the darkness. But he could feel her hand burning hot.

"I'm sorry, I only remember being drunk, I don't remember anything else..."

"Yeah, you practically fell in from outside. I helped you back to the room and put you on the bed. Then, you pinned me down..."

She felt it necessary to explain the situation clearly; she wasn't a bad girl, and it was his responsibility to make things clear.

"I'm sorry,"

Qin Yang said, unable to hide his embarrassment. "Um, I didn't hurt you, did I?"

He looked at this unusual girl cautiously.

"No..."

She shook her head dramatically, letting out a soft, coquettish sound. She suddenly stopped, looked up at Qin Yang's eyes for a moment, tiptoed and gently kissed his cheek, then whispered sweetly in his ear, "Thank you for making me feel so good..."

After using all her courage to say those words, Zuo Lan suddenly broke free from his hand, giggling as she ran ahead. She liked him, so she felt there was no need to pretend to be reserved; feeling good was feeling good, and of course she had to tell him. But it did take a lot of courage.

Qin Yang stood there dumbfounded, suddenly at a loss. He knew that kids these days were not to be underestimated, but he was still taken aback by her straightforwardness and passion.

Zuo Lan's heart felt like a window had opened, indescribably clear. A woman's intuition told her he liked her. However, even so, some things absolutely couldn't be said. Last night, he had indeed pushed her down onto the bed, even slipping his hands inside her clothes and groping her all over. But before he could go any further, he fell asleep on top of her. She didn't try to resist this older man's advances because his actions genuinely felt good. And when his face nestled against her chest as he slept soundly, she suddenly realized how beautiful his face was, and how adorably cute it was, like a mischievous child.

It took her a long time to climb off him because she couldn't bear to leave his burning body. She hesitated for a moment by his bedside, then pulled off his clothes, which reeked of alcohol, and fetched a basin of warm water to wash him. His body was beautiful, and it felt even better to touch. But what made her heart race and her body go weak was his erect penis. That handsome guy was even more imposing than the characters in the movies Du Juan lent her…

She washed his clothes, then forced herself to take a cold shower, intending to erase his image from her mind before crawling into bed for a good night's sleep. But when she came out of the bathroom naked, she inexplicably didn't go back to her room, but climbed into his bed…

Even in her sleep, he easily entered her. The movie images flashing through her mind had already made her flower petals incredibly wet. However, strictly speaking, some of what happened that night was done by him, and some was done with her help…

Qin Yang, catching up from behind, picked Zuo Lan up in a perfect bridal carry.

She exclaimed with surprise and delight, then wrapped her arms around his neck…

“Let me carry you upstairs…”

His voice held a long-lost joy.

Back in her room, Zuo Lan flew into the bathroom like a happy little bird to take a shower. This time, she took a long time to shower. Her young mind, filled with romantic fantasies, was swirling with imagining him rushing into the bathroom, eagerly tasting her delicate body, then carrying her like a princess to bed, and endlessly making love with her.

But even as her legs grew weak, none of her erotic fantasies came true. He hadn't made a sound since entering the room, and she didn't know what he was up to. She reluctantly put on her bathrobe, returned to her own room, and climbed into her small bed. She had no interest in browsing the internet as usual, and dared not watch the movies Du Juan had left behind. She sat there blankly, her mood seemingly plummeting from heaven to earth. She thought of Lin Feier, of the distance between them, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart.

"It's too cold where I am, can I sit here for a while?"

Zuo Lan used the excuse of tossing and turning in bed half the night to push open his door, only to find him sitting amidst a pile of scattered luggage, staring blankly at his laptop.

"What are you doing?"

she asked, somewhat confused.

He put down his laptop, carried her to the bed, and tucked her in. "It's been really cold at night lately..."

He gently pressed his lips to her forehead.

"What are you doing?"

She glanced at the image of a beautiful woman on the computer screen, suddenly feeling uneasy. Honestly, why look at the computer when there's a woman right beside him?

"Oh, this is a project I did in college, but I encountered insurmountable difficulties and had to stop."

He tucked her in. "After graduation, I had even less time to pursue this dream again... But today I suddenly wanted to look at it again, only to find that a lot of the materials are missing..."

He glanced at the messy bags in the room, a pained expression in his eyes.

"That research was about women?"

Zuo Lan glanced again at the naked woman on the screen, still feeling uneasy.

"Hmm."

Qin Yang moved the notebook in front of her. "This is a theoretical model, used for simulation experiments. Simply put, it's about changing a person's appearance in a purely natural way. Currently, if we want to completely change our appearance, we can only use plastic surgery, but this method is a destructive restructuring of the body. Not to mention the tragedies of failed surgeries, even if successful, it can cause various adverse reactions, leading to premature aging and other diseases. Sometimes, even the pursuit of beauty can cost us our lives. So, I'm trying to see if I can solve this problem in a divine way. If I can unlock a person's genetic code, it might be possible to safely reshape a person's appearance through genetic recombination..."

"This sounds like a science fiction movie plot..."

Zuo Lan was quite shocked by his wild imagination, but frankly, it seemed a bit far-fetched.

"Yes, so this idea may never be realized..."

Qin Yang couldn't help but sigh.

Chapter 10. A Sensual Punishment.

Seeing that Qin Yang was busy with important matters, Zuo Lan couldn't continue her coquettish and lingering behavior. She knew that men always had important things to do, whether it was fantasy or dream, it was better than idly passing the days.

She snuggled into his thick blankets, watching him immersed in his own world while her mind wandered to all sorts of random thoughts. Sometimes her face would flush as she thought, sometimes her body would twitch sensitively. His scent was there, making him feel both excited and at ease, especially since her scent had been present on the bed since yesterday, so she could be considered half the owner of this bed. As for Lin Feier, who cared about her at this moment?

She fell asleep in his blankets, thinking, "I'll warm him up with my body so he won't be cold when he sleeps." She drifted off to sleep with these thoughts.

A whiff of instant noodles wafted into her dream, waking her up instantly.

The clock on the wall pointed to two in the morning. He was staring blankly at the computer screen, clutching a bowl of instant noodles.

"Hungry?"

Zuo Lan rubbed her eyes and sat up, suddenly remembering that he had barely eaten anything for dinner.

Qin Yang smiled sheepishly at her, "I didn't expect to wake you."

He sat down on the edge of the bed with the instant noodles and tucked the blanket around him. "Want some too? It's still warm..."

The aroma of the instant noodles was strong in the quiet night, and the rising steam made her eyelashes wet.

"Eating this isn't good for your health..."

She didn't know why she reached out and touched his face. Was it to confirm if the dream was real? A warm smile touched her heart.

"There's still some left over from what I bought yesterday. Wait a minute, how about I make you a bowl of wontons in chili oil? It's my specialty..."

She suddenly jumped up and nimbly snatched the instant noodles from his hand. "Wait a minute, it'll be ready soon... This has no nutritional value, confiscated..."

Watching Zuo Lan's enthusiastic figure disappear through the door, he suddenly thought of Lin Feier, who didn't know how to make wontons in chili oil. Her specialty was cooking instant noodles.

Zuo Lan was incredibly efficient at housework and a skilled cook. However, she was always tired from working as a nanny and was too lazy to do the same things when she got home. Plus, her roommate, an older man, completely ignored the mess in the common areas, so she eventually stopped cleaning too. Why should she do so much housework when they shared the same rent?

But now things were different. Their relationship had subtly changed, and he kept the house spotless. Yes, that word—"home." She had never truly considered this city, this little house, her home. But now, watching the glistening red oil bubbling in the pot, imagining him sweating profusely as he ate, she felt a sense of home for the first time.

She loved seeing him sweat; it was sexy…

Qin Yang was indeed sweating profusely as he ate. She sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped in the blankets, watching his enthusiastic eating, and felt a surge of happiness. While preparing the broth, she tasted the instant noodles he had cooked; they were a bit hard and not tasty at all. Some men really can't live without a woman's affection! At this moment, she felt a surge of pride.

"What's this?"

Zuo Lan curiously picked up a clay-like object next to the computer, examined it closely, and was suddenly startled. This doll was exactly the same as the woman on the computer screen, and it looked like it had just been sculpted.

"Oh, it's an old habit of mine. When I'm thinking, I always want to do something with my hands. In front of the computer, I hold the mouse in one hand, and with the other hand, I just randomly sculpt some random things..."

Qin Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

"You've learned to sculpt this before?"

Zuo Lan knelt up and carefully studied and compared the doll with the computer screen under the light, becoming more and more astonished. Such realism should not be something that can be achieved by just one hand.

"No, I just sculpted it randomly according to my imagination. People always say it looks very similar, but I think it's alright..."

Qin Yang never thought much of his self-taught skills.

"Then can you sculpt one for me? Let me see how you do it..."

She suddenly became interested, climbed to the edge of the bed, and snuggled against his face, acting coquettishly.

"Okay, wait until I finish the last bite..."

Qin Yang agreed haphazardly, completely absorbed in Zuo Lan's delicious food.

"Hey, can you leave me some soup?"

Zuo Lan said with a smile, wiping his sweat, feeling sweet inside.

The two of them took turns drinking the spicy soup clean. Then, mischievously, they opened their mouths wide and breathed hot air at each other.

Zuo Lan pressed her lips to his, gently rubbing them a few times to clean her mouth. Then she urged him to sculpt a beautiful doll for her.

Qin Yang wiped his hands, picked up the piece of clay, and rolled it into a ball.

"You don't have to stay so still..."

He looked at Zuo Lan kneeling on the edge of the bed, earnestly posing in a seductive way, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh..."

Her face flushed, a little embarrassed. She didn't say it aloud, but she was secretly a little unconvinced. All models look like this…

“Actually, I only need to take one look… the rest can be done with my eyes closed…”

Qin Yang chatted with her while his hands moved with dazzling speed.

“I don't believe you…”

She stared wide-eyed at his dancing fingers, finally managing to squeeze out a sentence after a long while.

“Then I'll close my eyes now…”

he smiled.

“Hmm, if it doesn't look like it, I'll punish you…”

Zuo Lan was astonished to see a delicate face and a rounded body slowly emerge from his hands. Her heart pounded wildly. For some reason, she felt as if a vibrant life was about to be born in his hands, and what was most shocking was that this vibrant life was herself.

“Almost there…”

A confident smile appeared on his lips.

“Mmm…”

she responded softly, then quietly took off her bathrobe…

When Qin Yang opened his eyes, he saw a body blooming beautifully for him.

“It still doesn’t look like it,”

Zuo Lan examined the doll in her hand, her heart pounding, but her smile was mischievous. “The one you made is dressed…”

She turned around and carefully placed the doll on the bedside table, then opened her arms and wrapped them around his neck. She knew his eyes never left her delicate body.

“I’ve been your model for so long, I’m cold…”

she whispered in his ear, “I’m punishing you by making me warm up…”

His lips slid over her pink buds, over her beautiful navel… each delicate petal drew him in, tightly embracing him, sending him deep into her flower…

“Let’s finish inside today…”

she said, her eyes tightly closed, her face flushed, exuding a captivating allure. (
Chapter
11. The Beautiful Teacher)

A night of passion completely melted Zuo Lan in his warm embrace. If her employer hadn’t called to ask her to babysit the children, she would never have gotten off him. Even so, she lingered on him for over half an hour before quickly getting ready and rushing out the door, grumbling all the while. On her days off, employers would pay double for overtime work, and for a young girl like her, burdened with a heavy family responsibility, there was no reason to refuse such an opportunity, even with the strong temptation of Qin Yang.

Zuo Lan thought she looked beautiful in the mirror today. After a night of frenzied activity, her face showed no signs of fatigue; in fact, it looked even more radiant. Her skin was rosy, radiating a warm, pearly glow. She even felt her features were particularly pleasing to the eye today, as if her entire face had become more refined overnight. Zuo Lan had always considered herself a pretty, youthful girl, far from the strikingly beautiful Lin Feier. However, in a fleeting moment, she was pleasantly surprised to find that her eyes and brows seemed to possess an indescribable allure.

Perhaps it was because of Qin Yang. Thinking of their tender moments, her face flushed crimson. The elders in the family say that if a woman meets a good man, she will become more and more beautiful. He wondered if it was true.

Qin Yang woke up a little later, listening to Zuo Lan's quiet departure and smelling the scent of the woman beside him. A sudden, indescribable sense of bewilderment washed over him. He wasn't a casual man when it came to sex; he wasn't like those playboys who indulged in nightly revelry and left their mark everywhere, not even remembering which woman he'd slept with the day before. Zuo Lan was a nice girl, but she was far from Lin Feier's level. He couldn't imagine what the future held, but right now, they felt like two strangers huddled together for warmth in the cold winter.

He lit a cigarette, picked up his laptop from the bedside table, placed it on his lap, and carefully typed a resignation letter. Some things had to be settled. He had to do something he enjoyed while he was still young and had some passion. His fingers danced freely on the keyboard, wisps of smoke rising before him, making his eyes sting a little.

It was already afternoon when Qin Yang finished packing his things. Aside from the essentials for the next couple of days, he packed up everything else that could be packed, and sealed it in boxes. He didn't really know where his next destination would be, but these things had to be packed sooner or later; he just subconsciously made sure they were ready so they could travel with him wherever he went.

He needed to leave this bustling city and calm down for a while. This place held his youth, his dreams, his sacrifices, and his lover, but nothing he truly cherished remained, not even Lin Feier.

He wandered in the afternoon sunlight for a while, then suddenly remembered he should go to the Apple store in the China World Trade Center to buy himself an iPhone, as a tribute to Steve Jobs. Although he had always admired this slightly eccentric perfectionist, he had never used an Apple product. For a workaholic like Qin Yang, speed and efficiency were the only things they trusted, unfortunately, not Apple's forte. But now everything seemed different. Without Jobs, Apple was no longer the Apple it once was. Before Apple became mundane, he wanted to at least leave behind some beautiful memories of his dreams.

Having chosen his phone, he also changed his number. His work number was now history; he didn't want to contact anyone in that circle again, and the prepaid balance had already been transferred to Zuo Lan's name, making it even less necessary. He casually tossed the old SIM card into the trash can outside the store.

"Qin Yang!"

A familiar yet unfamiliar call startled him.

A woman, waving frantically on tiptoe, struggled through the crowd and ran towards him.

She wore a light pink trench coat, silver boots, and her long, waist-length hair flowed in casual waves. Qin Yang tried to recall this beautiful image, but it seemed vague and uncertain.

The woman unceremoniously bumped into Qin Yang, punching him hard in the chest. She was panting heavily, her face flushed, and even her firm breasts heaved.

"Qin Yang, it really is you!"

The woman's laughter was hearty and cheerful, her voice sweet and melodious, naturally attracting many admiring glances.

"You are..."

Qin Yang hesitated, looking at the woman's enormous sunglasses.

"Don't play dumb!"

the woman playfully scolded, deftly pushing the sunglasses down her hairline.

"Fang Yuan?"

He couldn't help but exclaim, he knew those beautiful, kind eyes all too well.

"Nonsense! Who else could it be but your beautiful teacher!"

Fang Yuan giggled, generously opening her arms. "Come on, brother, long time no see, give me a hug!"

"Okay!"

Qin Yang smiled too, the first time he'd smiled so happily in a long time. Fang Yuan was Qin Yang's college advisor, about four or five years older than his classmates, the perfect fantasy for all the boys, and also their best friend. However, he'd heard she later married into a wealthy family, and Qin Yang hadn't had a chance to see her since.

Fang Yuan gave him a big bear hug, and then, just like when they met as brothers, she gave him a few hard punches on the back.

"Where are your eyes? You can't even recognize me..."

Fang Yuan looked Qin Yang up and down, relentlessly scolding him.

"How could I dare..."

A warm feeling suddenly welled up in Qin Yang's heart. "But, speaking of which, your...things weren't this big before..."

He looked at Fang Yuan's proudly erect breasts and smiled mischievously. Their jokes never crossed gender boundaries.

Fang Yuan habitually opened her mouth wide, intending to engage in a verbal battle with this mischievous boy as before, but for some reason, the words caught in her throat, her face flushed, and she swallowed them back.

"You seem to be the same as always..."

Fang Yuan said in a very ladylike manner. Actually, this wasn't entirely true. Qin Yang's perfect physique had hardly changed, but his face had completely shed the childishness of his university days, radiating a strong and intoxicating mature aura. That hug just now made her suddenly realize that Qin Yang's current appearance was fatally attractive to a beautiful young woman like her.

"Hmm, maybe..."

Qin Yang's joke went unanswered, causing a slight embarrassment. Perhaps their status and distance had changed, and the old jokes seemed inappropriate now.

"You know, I've been looking for you for so long..."

she said coquettishly, "but I haven't heard from you at all..."

She took his arm and walked out of everyone's sight, "It's like you suddenly disappeared from the earth, no one knows where you are... I even asked Lin Feier, and she said she couldn't find your phone number..."

"Oh..."

he replied somewhat blankly.

She suddenly stopped and stared intently into his eyes, "I heard about you and Lin Feier... are you really okay?"

"I've always been fine..."

He couldn't see his own expression, but perhaps at that moment his face showed a bitter smile.

She was silent for a while, "I'm hungry, will you treat me to dinner?"

"Sure."

Qin Yang nodded. He had eaten many of her cooking meals in college, and thinking about it now still warmed his heart.

"Then I'll give you a good beating, who told you to hide from me..."

Her smile turned red again.

"I didn't..."

He knew that no matter how he explained, he would inevitably face her scolding.

She put her hand back into his arm, put on her sunglasses, and struck a haughty, aristocratic pose in front of everyone, "But you're right, it really has gotten quite a bit bigger..."

She whispered in his ear.

"Where?"

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, and they burst into laughter when their eyes met.

Chapter 12. Fresh Grapes

Fang Yuan kept talking about giving him a good beating, but it was just a bowl of knife-cut noodles. It was

still the same small shop next to the campus, still the same smiling, loud-voiced proprietress, and still that familiar blue and white porcelain bowl.

For some reason, from the moment the two of them entered the shop, the proprietress's mouth couldn't stop smiling, which made Qin Yang a little confused. He had been away from here for so long, and he wasn't sure if the proprietress still remembered him.

The proprietress deftly brought over two bowls of noodles. The noodles were white and tender, appealing to the eye, each strand firm and springy. Against the backdrop of clear broth and vibrant green vegetables, they resembled exquisite works of art. Served with a bright red, secret-recipe sauce, they were truly appetizing.

"Please wait a moment..."

The proprietress put down her bowl and hurriedly returned with a small plate containing several large slices of freshly cut beef—thick, tender, and glistening with oil. "This is fresh out of the pot, still hot. Could you please taste it for me..."

Without a word, she picked up her chopsticks and scooped the beef into both of their bowls. She smiled smugly at the slightly surprised expressions on the young people's faces, wanting to say something, but then suddenly pursed her lips and chuckled to herself. She looked at the beef in their bowls, then, as if remembering something, reached out and took a slice of beef from Qin Yang's bowl, placing it in Fang Yuan's.

"Eat up, eat it while it's hot, it's delicious..."

The proprietress finally smiled contentedly and turned to serve others.

"Why is the proprietress so good to you, like she's entertaining her own son-in-law..."

Fang Yuan exclaimed, stirring the noodles in her bowl with her chopsticks.

"And what about putting the meat from my bowl into yours? Are you someone's long-lost daughter?"

The two laughed and joked, eating heartily. Some of the jokes naturally reached the proprietress's ears, making her overjoyed.

The two had arrived after the students' lunch break, and gradually the small shop became nearly empty. The proprietress sat not far from them, chatting idly with the old man, occasionally glancing over with a broad smile.

"Look at how well those kids have grown up, so adorable, like a pair of porcelain dolls..."

she exclaimed happily.

"Yes, indeed, indeed..."

the noodle shop owner, still with his kind face, though his back was no longer straight, chuckled as he carefully wiped his purple clay teapot with a snow-white handkerchief.

"You two are married, aren't you?"

the proprietress finally couldn't contain her curiosity and asked cautiously.

Qin Yang blushed instantly, frozen in place.

Fang Yuan, however, stared wide-eyed at the embarrassed Qin Yang, then at the expectant proprietress, and couldn't help but giggle.

"Yes, we're married,"

Fang Yuan replied readily. She looked at Qin Yang, who nearly spilled soup on his face in his haste, and grinned mischievously.

"Look! I told you these two kids are different from others!"

The proprietress suddenly became excited, her eyebrows dancing with joy. She noticed the wedding ring on Fang Yuan's hand and asked with relief. The couple's loving and affectionate demeanor moved her deeply for a long time. Running a shop in this area, she was used to seeing student couples break up and get back together, sometimes happy, sometimes heartbroken. But seeing two married people returning here to rekindle their romance was unprecedented. And they both seemed to be doing quite well. She couldn't tell the price of the man's clothes, but the woman's outfit was easily at least eight or nine thousand yuan, if not ten thousand. As a businesswoman, she had that kind of eye. Because of this, the proprietress felt even more moved; these days, children who understand the meaning of sharing joys and sorrows and remaining devoted are becoming increasingly rare.

"Yes, that's right, that's right. They're all good kids, all lucky..."

The noodle shop owner stopped wiping the kettle, looked up, and, matching his tearful wife, gazed lovingly at Qin Yang and Fang Yuan, as if seeing his own children find a good home.

"Your noodles are still so delicious..."

Seeing Qin Yang remain silent, Fang Yuan had to step in to smooth things over.

"Sigh, after working here for so long, I know your tastes all too well, like your own children coming home for dinner..."

The elderly couple exchanged a glance and smiled happily.

"Like you two, I know he likes spicy food, and you don't eat cilantro..."

The wife counted on her fingers, as if reciting a familiar story.

"I love cilantro!"

Fang Yuan suddenly paused, realizing that the wife had mistaken her for Lin Feier. This was understandable; Lin Feier always appeared as a charming lady when she was with Qin Yang, while Fang Yuan always mingled with a group of boys, laughing and joking like a tomboy.

Qin Yang knew that the other party had misunderstood and wanted to say something to avoid Fang Yuan's embarrassment, but he suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Ah, I like to eat now..."

Fang Yuan's face only stiffened for a second before her smile melted away. "After getting married, I've gradually come to like many foods that I didn't like before..."

Her reaction was quick, and her idea came to her just as fast.

"Really? Hehe,"

the proprietress paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled at her husband as if she had just realized something. Leaning halfway over, she asked mysteriously, "Girl, is your belly showing signs of pregnancy?"

Fang Yuan couldn't handle this and burst out laughing, pointing at Qin Yang with a flushed face. "Auntie, you should ask him about this..."

"Hehe,"

the proprietress laughed sheepishly. "If you're shy, just say so. How can you ask a man about something like this without asking a woman? Hehe, but you two are both learned people, this child is definitely a reincarnation of the God of Literature, absolutely an extraordinary person..."

"That's right, that's right..."

the noodle shop owner echoed leisurely.

Fang Yuan finished laughing, looked at Qin Yang's flushed face, and said thoughtfully, "If only that were true..."

"Auntie's words are always accurate. You two young people can just wait to enjoy your good fortune..."

the proprietress waved her hand confidently, as if she herself was in charge of the reincarnation of the God of Literature.

"Honey, we should go, the movie's about to start..."

Qin Yang had no choice but to bite the bullet and prepare to leave. They'd only eaten a bowl of noodles, and they'd already gotten married and had a child. Who knew what might happen if they kept talking!

"Let's chat a little longer..."

Fang Yuan's behavior was a complete surprise. Not only did she not feel awkward about being mistaken for someone else, but she was also incredibly engaged in a lively conversation, seemingly enjoying herself.

The proprietress, perhaps noticing Qin Yang's displeasure, chimed in, "Alright, alright, things that are agreed upon can't be pushed back so easily. Besides, a woman has to listen to her man, right? She's doing this for your and the baby's sake..."

The noodle shop owner, head down wiping the teapot, habitually echoed, "That's right, that's right..."

"Who do you think you are? You always have to listen to me..."

the proprietress turned to her husband, who had been interrupting her, and said coquettishly.

"Hehe, that's right, that's right..."

The proprietress saw Qin Yang and Fang Yuan to the door, still feeling reluctant to part. "Girl, next time you come, Auntie will put extra cilantro on it..."

"Okay!"

Fang Yuan answered obediently. "If that Wenquxing (a legendary scholar) also comes out, I'll bring him along to try Grandma's noodles..."

She linked her arm with Qin Yang's and said happily.

"Oh, that's wonderful, that's wonderful!"

The proprietress said repeatedly, tears welling up in her eyes, as if flattered.

"This girl is so lucky."

The proprietress sighed, watching the two of them leave.

"That silly boy, he has good eyesight."

For the first time, the noodle shop owner didn't agree, because he knew Fang Yuan wasn't Lin Feier...

The two walked hand in hand around the street corner.

"Did you pay?"

Fang Yuan asked.

"Yes."

Although the shopkeeper refused to accept their money, Qin Yang secretly slipped a hundred yuan into the coin jar on the counter while Fang Yuan chatted with him. This unspoken understanding was a tacit agreement Qin Yang and Fang Yuan had had since the day they met.

"Let's go sit in the park over there,"

Fang Yuan said, looking up at him shyly, "I laughed so hard my stomach hurts..."

In the small park, the streetlights were dim, and the moonlight was hazy.

She rested her head on his shoulder, her legs playfully swinging on the edge of the bench, like a naive little girl. Couples of students passed by, giving them a fleeting, admiring glance before darting away like startled deer.

"Hey, do we look old?"

Fang Yuan muttered discontentedly.

"How should I know?"

"Why are you so sullen? Does marrying me make you feel wronged?"

"No, I'm just afraid that saying that would hurt you..."

The two stared at each other for a while, then suddenly looked away from each other's intense gazes.

"Actually, I was in such a hurry to find you because someone else was even more anxious than me,"

she sat up straight and smoothed her long hair, "Ever since I heard you broke up with Lin Feier, she's been mentioning your name to me almost every day..."

"Hmm?"

Qin Yang looked at that lovely face and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Do you remember Liu Qing?"

She raised her beautiful eyes, her eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions.

"You mean your lesbian girlfriend?"

Qin Yang suddenly remembered that pretty girl who ate and lived with Fang Yuan, doing everything together. Back then, the boys couldn't get their hands on those two tender grapes, so they could only secretly spread rumors that they were lesbians.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Fang Yuan punched him without hesitation. "Liu Qing is my sister-in-law!" Chapter 13. Close Friend

" Sister-in-law?" Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, then blurted out, "You were taken so early?" Fang Yuan rolled her eyes at him. "I've known her brother since I was little," she leaned back, seemingly wanting to sit more comfortably, "But, to be honest, if it weren't for Liu Qing, it's hard to say whether I would have married him... So many years have passed, many people have changed, and some feelings are gone..." "What's your impression of Liu Qing?" Fang Yuan turned her head and asked seriously. "To be honest, I don't really have any impression..." Qin Yang suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but it was true. He was the kind of man who became extremely numb to external stimuli once he had a woman he liked by his side. His impression of Liu Qing was really vague... Liu Qing grew up abroad, with a cheerful and generous personality. Every move she made exuded a carefree European and American style, making those students who were used to the rustic atmosphere suddenly feel like they were facing a bright and sunny person. Although she and Qin Yang weren't in the same major, she became very close to them because of Fang Yuan. At every gathering and hike, her unconventional personality almost always made her the center of attention. Perhaps it was due to different upbringing or different education, but she seemed to have a very good grasp of the subtle relationships between men and women. She was warm to everyone, yet maintained a proper distance from everyone. She could swim and play freely with the boys on hikes, but she could also transform into an arrogant lone wolf when carrying a heavy backpack, refusing anyone's help. Her athletic ability left many boys in awe, and her striking, Western-style beauty made those naive young men afraid to look directly at her. What made her suitors even more hesitant and ashamed was that she knew how to picnic, fish, camp, and do all sorts of things that the young men had never even heard of. She was even braver than those sheltered boys… Over time, the boys around her suddenly realized that compared to her, they were practically clueless fools. For conservative and extremely image-conscious Eastern men, a gentle, submissive girl like Lin Feier was more likely to be favored. Qin Yang vaguely remembered that he was the only boy among the boys who humbly learned fishing skills from Liu Qing, but after catching his first big fish, he was only concerned with excitedly running to Lin Feier to show off… “She has always liked you,” Fang Yuan said to the pensive Qin Yang, “but because you have Lin Feier by your side, she doesn’t know how to tell you.” She looked at her toes and continued, “At that time, she even thought about talking to Lin Feier about fair competition, like American girls do, but I stopped her…” Fang Yuan looked at Qin Yang and sighed slightly, “This isn’t America, doing that would cause a huge scandal, which wouldn’t be good for either of you… Because of this, she didn’t talk to me for a long time…” She gave a bitter smile in the darkness, “Now maybe it’s time for me to make it up to her…” “I’m very grateful that someone remembers me, but to be honest, I can’t even remember what she looks like…” Qin Yang was somewhat absent-minded. “You don’t have a girlfriend now, right?” she asked seriously. "No." "Then let's get to know each other again. Maybe God has arranged for you two to wait for each other here..." Fang Yuan said, suddenly feeling her eyes welling up with tears. She reached out and gently punched his shoulder, trying to hide her embarrassment. "Hey, wake up, brother. There's more than one good girl in this world..." A long silence followed... "I heard you left the government after a few months. What are you doing now?" she asked. "Working in sales at a real estate company under Zhongtian Group... But I'm planning to resign..." "Why?" Fang Yuan asked, somewhat surprised. "Zhongtian has a lot of influence in the industry, and real estate is the area Zhongtian Group is currently focusing its efforts on. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With your abilities, you should be able to achieve even greater things if you stay..." "Well," Qin Yang smiled awkwardly, "I don't know why, but I suddenly feel old and want to do something I like before I die..." "What nonsense are you talking about!" Fang Yuan scolded angrily, but for some reason, she suddenly felt a pang of sadness in her heart. "What will I do if you die..." She knew she shouldn't say this in her current position, at least not in front of him, but inexplicably, she said it anyway. Qin Yang didn't speak, didn't even turn his head to look at her tearful eyes. He simply put his arm around her shoulder, letting her lean against him. "What happened to your collaborative research project with the Hughes Medical Institute?"

Fang Yuan still remembered the grand interview, the unprecedented sensation caused by two senior scholars from the Hughes Medical Institute selecting Qin Yang, who had no medical background. The Hughes Medical Institute was searching the world for researchers with special potential to collaborate on a sensitive and exciting research project. At the time, commentators considered it a grand dream, but even more so a challenge to God's authority, an impossible task.

"It's completely shut down... Wall Street investors not only withdrew their funding, but they even felt we had touched a taboo, perhaps triggering an unknown disaster..."

Qin Yang's tone was heavy. Just as the research was getting on track, three senior researchers at the Hughes Medical Institute—a biological scientist and a plastic surgeon—died one after another in the laboratory without any reasonable explanation. And the same thing happened to collaborating researchers in several other countries. Therefore, although everything was normal at Qin Yang's place, all related research was forcibly terminated.

"Actually, you've always wanted to continue?"

"Yes..."

"That might be very dangerous..."

"Nothing is more dangerous in this place than crossing the street..."

He tried to make his tone lighter so she wouldn't worry too much.

She smiled helplessly, then suddenly remembered something. "Honestly, if you insist on continuing, you need to meet with Liu Qing even more."

"Why?"

"Liu Qing currently holds the national distributorship for medical equipment from several major international companies. Only she can provide you with the necessary resources and equipment."

Fang Yuan stared into his eyes for a long time before saying softly, "Perhaps it really is fate. Liu Qing is currently attending the International Medical Equipment Expo in Bincheng. I'll arrange a time for you two to talk."

"Well... that's fine..."

Qin Yang found himself unable to resist the allure of his dream.

"Actually, sometimes when I think about it, it wouldn't be bad if you really became my brother-in-law,"

she closed her eyes bitterly, "At least then I could see you more often..."

Qin Yang frowned but remained silent.

"Liu Qing has become more and more beautiful, at least I think she's about the same as Lin Feier, it won't be a bad match for you..."

She enthusiastically recommended her best friend, "But honestly, I really admire your eye for beauty, how did you know Lin Feier would grow up to be like this?"

Fang Yuan's eyes were full of curiosity. In her opinion, it was a great miracle that Lin Feier, who was of average appearance when she registered, could surpass many stunning beauties to become the undisputed number one beauty on campus.

To be honest, he didn't quite remember what Lin Feier looked like at first. In his memory, Lin Feier seemed to have always looked like this, or perhaps they were together almost every day, so they didn't easily notice such subtle changes. He only remembered that Lin Feier was among the first volunteers to actively cooperate with the experiment…

“Back then, there was a legend in the girls’ dormitory,”

Fang Yuan looked into his eyes, her face turning red, “that is, the woman you sleep with will become more and more beautiful…”

“Hehe, that’s a misconception,”

he was taken aback at first, then laughed awkwardly a few times, “At that time, the volunteers participating in the experiment were arranged to enter a hypnotic state so that we could collect various research data. We called those guys the sleepers, and Lin Feier was one of the sleepers at the time…”

Chapter

14. Is it Ecstasy or Parting Sorrow?

The night was deep, and a thin layer of mist had appeared under the moonlight, making people feel dizzy and confused.

"I have to go,"

Fang Yuan stood up and stretched, looking satisfied with having completed an important mission. "Liu Qing's brother is always traveling abroad, and her in-laws watch over me more than their own daughter, haha..."

She smiled shyly. "It wouldn't be good to go back late, and besides, I bought the two elders a new phone today, so I need to rush back to show it off..."

She made a call, asking the car to wait for her at the phone booth on the street corner.

The two hugged again like brothers, but this time Qin Yang secretly kissed her cheek.

"Hey, brother, it's not very nice of you to treat someone else's wife like that. If it leads to something like infidelity, the consequences will be very serious!"

She gently pinched his cheek, jokingly.

He didn't say anything, just smiled, her hand tickling his heart.

"My car is here, bye-bye, listen to my call..."

She made a pretty hand gesture to answer the phone, then ran happily to the car like a little girl. But after running only a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned to look at him, and then flew back like a little bird. Completely ignoring his bewildered expression, she quickly pecked him on the lips, then turned and flew away, giggling.

"Take turns, that evens things out..."

Her voice sounded incredibly alluring in the night. ...

When he returned to their lodgings, Zuo Lan was already asleep on his large bed, a light left on for him.

He quietly washed up and climbed into bed. The blankets were warm, but Zuo Lan felt a little cold.

"You're back?"

She snuggled closer to him.

"Yes."

"Have you eaten?" "

Yes."

"Then, hug me..."

"Okay."

Qin Yang reached out and pulled her into his arms, trying to warm her with his body heat. The two remained stiffly in their intimate position in the darkness, silent for a long while.

"Are you leaving?"

she asked.

"Hmm."

"When?"

"I don't know yet..."

"I haven't finished paying back the debt I owe you..."

She turned around, wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and dared not look into his eyes. She happily left work, happily bought him a lot of delicious food, and happily ran home... But what greeted her was not his smiling face, but his neatly packed luggage. She froze, tears streaming down her face. She never imagined that her happiness would come so suddenly and leave so hastily.

"You don't owe me anything..."

He gently rubbed her back, trying to warm her up.

"Will I ever see you again?"

Her voice was timid and soft.

"Call me when you miss me..."

"Hmm..."

She wouldn't be foolish enough to beg a man like him to stay by her side, but she wanted to preserve her memories of him in her own way.

"I want you..."

She raised her dewy eyes, her face flushed, and looked at him.

"Hmm..."

He gently pulled her into his arms, one hand slowly tracing her beautiful curves.

"You take a break, I can do it myself..."

Her body glided nimbly down, her hands gently cupping his burning member. Afraid her hands were too cold, she parted her sensual red lips and breathed softly on it, a surge of warmth instantly igniting his passion. Her pink tongue sucked and entwined inch by inch, making him quickly hard and fiery. He began impatiently kneading her beautiful breasts, exploring her moist, peach-like vulva. Her vulva trembled wildly, dripping with juices, her unrestrained, seductive breaths almost suffocating. She arched her beautiful buttocks, one slender white hand trembling slightly as she held his member, rubbing it haphazardly between her pink petals, waves of tingling, numbing, and soft, moist sensations stimulating his most sensitive tip. With a soft cry, her delicate flower finally succumbed to the intense stimulation of his fiery passion, bursting open to tightly embrace his jade pestle, swallowing it inch by inch. Layer upon layer of pink petals hugged him tightly, desperately sucking and entwining him... Her fragrant buttocks swayed in alluring arcs, grinding slowly, as she desperately clenched her flower, swaying her slender waist, wishing she could draw him entirely into her paradise, ensuring he could never escape...

A series of fiery sounds, like soft, warm peach blossom water flowing down, slowly engulfing the two of them in endless desire...

She indulged her madness on his body until she collapsed onto him, utterly exhausted, tears welling in her eyes, yet her entire body burning with unbridled passion.

"I want you to give me..."

she gasped, her eyes closed, as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

He lifted her up, sending her to the peak of pleasure time and time again, making her cry tears of joy and scream wildly, relentlessly pounding his deepest desires into her. But his heart was filled with guilt, because in those frenzied moments, he vaguely felt that sometimes he was beneath Zuo Lan, sometimes Fang Yuan…

The thin mist outside the window gradually dissipated, and the moonlight, like water, shone on their two perfect bodies, an indescribable mix of ecstasy and sorrow.

Chapter 15. Goodbye, my friends and bastards .

When a woman decides to no longer be reserved in front of the man she loves, the immense energy that erupts from her body is unimaginable. On this somewhat chilly morning, she dragged him from the bed to the floor, then to the bathroom, and then to the living room, leaving behind a suffocatingly fragrant scent everywhere. In her world, everything was an illusion; only the intense pleasure he brought her was real…

When Qin Yang arrived at the Silver Building where the company was located, it was already past ten in the morning. The Monday meeting was scheduled for 9:30 in the morning, a rule that had remained unchanged for many years. He knew the consequences of being late under the rule of that menopausal female CEO. However, none of that mattered to him now. He was simply here to give everyone a respectable explanation, and incidentally, to take his belongings and memories with him.

Today, he wasn't wearing his usual standard work clothes, nor was he carrying one of the company-issued, clunky black briefcases. Instead, he wore a black casual outfit, relaxed and carefree, which made him appear especially tall and handsome against his athletic physique. Even his hair wasn't as meticulously styled as usual, but rather slightly disheveled. Yet, this only made his face and his smile appear exceptionally radiant.

The two new girls behind the reception desk were stunned by his appearance, their hearts fluttering, even fantasizing about a future encounter or romantic adventure. They hadn't been there long enough to know that this man was, in fact, a "virus-like" figure isolated by the leadership. Everyone, from top to bottom, knew the CEO's attitude towards him, and therefore generally treated him with cold indifference. Even the beautiful young women and married women in the workplace who wanted to show him affection had to cautiously keep their distance due to public pressure. Only Qin Yang's sales team were his die-hard fans in the entire company. They knew that regardless of whether the president liked Qin Yang or not, he was the undisputed sales god in this field. Because of him, the sales team received the best bonuses and benefits in the entire company.

The president's assistant, Annie, stood guard at the meeting room door. Seeing Qin Yang emerge from the elevator, she hurried over to greet him. She was the only woman who dared to joke with Qin Yang in front of the company's senior management. Perhaps, as rumored, this beautiful woman had a powerful background, but no one dared to criticize her actions.

"Why are you only arriving now?"

Annie frowned as she looked at Qin Yang. He looked handsome, which she liked, but it didn't seem appropriate here. "Did you get up late?"

She even leaned over and sniffed his neck, seemingly trying to determine if he was delayed by a hangover.

"No..."

he smiled brightly.

Annie's expression suddenly became somewhat dazed. His scent was peculiar, indescribable—whether it was gentle or seductive, it was the kind of scent that would make a woman infatuated.

"The CEO is furious inside..."

Annie involuntarily took a step back, her face slightly flushed.

"Hmm..."

He nodded, smiled gratefully at Annie, and pushed open the conference room door.

Everyone's faces froze instantly. No one had expected him to dare appear before so many company executives in this manner. Before he appeared, the female CEO had already used incredibly fierce language to insult everyone's ancestors, but everyone knew that her outburst was definitely not directed at the people present, but rather stemmed from the contempt and provocation shown to her by the empty seat at the end of the conference table.

The female CEO's name was Su Mei, a woman in her forties, intelligent and capable, and a well-known figure in the industry. She maintained a good figure, with a curvaceous figure, but her face was definitely her Achilles' heel, especially since people often associated her name with many alluring things, making the contrast even more striking. Whether her extreme inferiority complex in one place would transform into extreme arrogance in another, her fierce style was renowned throughout the industry, and for some unspoken reason, people had gradually become accustomed to her rough manner.

With a loud thud, Su Mei slammed the folder in front of her down, startling several older men around her. She jumped to her feet, pointing at Qin Yang, "What are you doing? Making the entire company leadership wait for you! What kind of outfit is that! This is the renowned Zhongtian Group, not some damn hostess club!" Whether

from anger or excitement, her face and body trembled violently. Although everyone knew about her unresolved feelings for Qin Yang, this was the first time she had ever publicly hurled insults at him like this. To be fair, it wasn't that she didn't want to, but Qin Yang had never given her that opportunity. He had always been the most outstanding and dedicated, and ignoring his efforts and achievements was already excessive; to then make unfounded accusations was simply unacceptable.

"Don't think that just because you've done well, I can't do anything to you! There are tons of lowlifes like you in the real estate industry. I can fire you anytime!"

She became more and more excited as she spoke, as if that was always the case. She didn't realize that deliberately belittling someone can eventually lead you to believe that person was truly worthless.

Qin Yang had a fiery temper, but at this moment, he wore a bright smile. Humans are strange creatures; faced with such a fierce and aggressive attack, he remained calm. Thinking that he no longer had any connection with these people, he even felt a pang of sympathy for the blushing female CEO.

"Darling, being so impulsive isn't good for your health..."

he laughed nonchalantly. The impact of these words was so great that not only were everyone in the conference room stunned, but even Annie, who was standing behind Qin Yang, holding her breath in suspense, was greatly shocked. She simply couldn't believe that these words had come from Qin Yang's mouth.

Su Mei's mouth gaped open, and she froze, her no-longer-young face filled with a complex array of expressions. Her heart suddenly clenched, even stopping for a moment. He had never used such a form of address to her before; did this mean he was going to… A wave of blissful dizziness washed over her.

“You’re right,”

Qin Yang said, looking at her heavily made-up face with deep affection. “I’m here to get out of here.”

He flicked his finger, casually tossing the resignation letter in front of Su Mei. “Goodbye, darling, take care.”

He turned to the stunned crowd, drawing a graceful arc with two fingers in a deft flourish. “Goodbye, my friends and bastards…”

Chapter

16. The Stunning Beauty

Qin Yang’s arrogant figure disappeared through the doorway, seemingly taking away all the sunlight from the room in that instant.

In the suffocating silence, some reckless individual dared to ask, "President, should we continue?"

Su Mei's face flushed and paled in turns, her eyes blazing with fury that sent chills down everyone's spines. Suddenly, she grabbed something nearby and hurled it at the talkative fellow!

"Continue my ass! The meeting is canceled!"

she roared almost hysterically.

"Get out of my way!"

she yelled at an old man blocking her path, slamming the door shut as everyone else watched in terror.

"Give me a glass of water, and a detailed list of the projects he's responsible for, right now!"

Su Mei ordered Annie, who was following closely behind, as she rushed towards her private elevator.

"Coming right away,"

Annie nodded.

Ten minutes later, when Su Mei and Annie appeared in the sales department office, Qin Yang, under the supervision of two security guards, had already packed his things and was busy hugging and saying goodbye to his colleagues.

"Please, everyone, step outside for a moment. The president and Minister Qin have important matters to discuss."

Annie waved her hand, signaling for everyone to leave.

"You guys go out too!"

Su Mei waved impatiently at the two security guards. Their uniforms inexplicably irritated her. She had spent four minutes venting her frustrations in the president's office, two minutes reviewing the documents Annie had brought, two minutes touching up her makeup, and two minutes rushing here. Reason told her that she had seriously underestimated this young man's value. The document clearly showed that the vast and efficient sales network he had built alone had greatly benefited the company. At least for the time being, she couldn't think of anyone else who could take over his intricate network of connections.

Su Mei's greatest strength was that no matter what setbacks or blows she encountered, she would stick to what she believed in. Now, she felt that keeping Qin Yang was more advantageous, even though he had just made her lose face in front of everyone. Of course, she wasn't without selfish considerations. To continue to torment and harass him, she had to keep him by her side. Letting him fly free would not benefit the company or herself.

Annie was about to leave, but Su Mei gestured for her to stay. She needed Annie to prove to the board how much she valued talent.

"How can you keep me here?"

Su Mei asked bluntly.

"I won't stay..."

Qin Yang dismissed the suggestion.

"I can give you a 30% raise, that's the limit, I can't go any higher..."

She bit her lip, staring intently at his face, searching for a suitable opening. She was an extremely shrewd businesswoman, so even at a crucial moment, she didn't forget to lower her demands.

"That sounds alright, but it means nothing to me right now."

He raised an eyebrow, a cynical smile playing on his lips.

"I'll give you a private office, and transfer that Cherry over to be your personal secretary."

Su Mei raised her voice, waving her arms vigorously, as if that would increase her persuasiveness. She suddenly remembered that those bastards whose performance was far inferior to his had all climbed to high positions, while he was still mingling with his subordinates. She deliberately attributed his achievements to those idle senior executives to weaken his influence, and this tactic proved extremely effective in the workplace. Now, all she was promising was to return what he deserved. As for Cherry, she was the company's acknowledged glamorous young woman, the central topic of conversation among the men; he had no reason not to like her.

Qin Yang seemed to ponder for a moment, a small gesture that sent a surge of joy through Su Mei.

"I'm not interested..."

He smiled inwardly. These conditions might have been tempting a few days ago, but now they were worthless.

Su Mei glanced quickly at Annie behind her, her strategy somewhat faltering. Her opponent was difficult to deal with, and she had to use her trump card prematurely.

"Given your outstanding performance, I can apply to the board to convert some of your internal shares into original shares, so you can immediately gain millions."

Su Mei leaned forward, her eyes wide, eagerly awaiting his affirmative answer; after all, such a huge sum was beyond what most people could bear. However, she seemed to have forgotten that it was precisely because she insisted on paying Qin Yang's performance bonus in the form of shares, and then continuously raised funds to dilute the equity, that his hard-earned wealth had turned into a bubble. Now, she was speaking of this in the guise of a benefactor, which could only provoke greater resentment from him.

“If it can be redeemed, I have no objection, but this has nothing to do with coming back…”

His attitude was firm. According to company regulations, these stocks are strictly restricted from trading, so some money, like promises, simply cannot be redeemed.

“Then what exactly do you want?”

Su Mei’s voice began to sound uncontrollably hysterical.

“What I want, you don’t have here…”

He picked up his cardboard box, gave her a carefree smile, “Excuse me, please let me pass, I’m in a hurry…”

Su Mei watched him brush past her, and couldn’t help but close her eyes. His body was still so hot, and her hatred for him was still so intense!

“Besides the above conditions, I’ll transfer Annie to your side as well!”

Su Mei threw out her last straw, her composure completely broken.

Qin Yang stopped beside Annie, looking at her face flushed red with surprise and shyness, remained silent for a moment, and then resolutely pushed open the office door.

“I want freedom…”

His voice had a fatal allure to everyone.

The sunlight outside the window was a bit dazzling. Annie watched Qin Yang's figure disappear into the parking lot, a strange emotion welling up inside her. She suddenly felt as if she had lost something, a void in her heart…

A red Porsche slowly pulled up beside Qin Yang, and a beautiful figure stood before him, gazing at him for a long time. Annie recognized the figure; it was Liu Qing.

Annie's phone rang; it was the chairman speaking to Su Mei.

Su Mei walked to the window, answering the phone while glancing awkwardly at the two people standing opposite her. Even after hanging up, her eyes remained fixed on Qin Yang.

"The chairman wants me to find a way to keep Qin Yang…"

Su Mei seemed to be speaking to herself.

Annie didn't speak, the reason being self-evident; Liu Qing's presence alone spoke volumes. ...

"You're still the same..."

Liu Qing looked him up and down.

"You too..."

He thought he wasn't familiar with her, but his heart seemed to think otherwise.

"I heard about you and flew back overnight..."

"Yes."

"You resigned?"

"Yes."

"Resigned is fine..."

she smiled.

"Yes."

He smiled too.

"Where are you going next?"

Her smile was still stunningly bright.

"I don't know yet."

"Then trust me this once more..."

She placed a hand in his. Her eyes, besides the beauty and charm of yesteryear, seemed to hold a newfound firmness and composure.

For some reason, his eyes suddenly stung...

Chapter 17. Taking a Bath Together

Some people are separated by thousands of miles, yet their hearts are close; some are close at hand, yet their hearts are thousands of miles apart.

Her hand rested on his, soft and warm, and their breathing gradually synchronized. Liu Qing possessed a unique, subtle fragrance, faint yet refreshing, easily winning his physical attraction. He let her hold his hand with complete ease, as if they had walked hand in hand for many years.

"I didn't sleep a wink on the plane last night..."

She looked up, gazing intently into his captivating eyes, "I originally wanted you to see my most beautiful side, but... I couldn't wait..."

He reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, leaning down to gently touch her warm cheek. "Are you sure I'm really the one you've been looking for?"

he whispered softly in her ear, "I'm just a penniless, silly boy..."

She nestled into his arms, opening her arms to hug him tightly, "Only I know my own treasure. From today onwards, you're not going anywhere..."

She pressed her blushing face against his burning chest.

"Your heartbeat is the same as the one I heard in my dream..."

After a long while, she looked up, her eyes glistening with large tears...

The red Porsche drove into the Blue Moonlight Private Club. She wanted to take a good shower, eat something, and then hold him and have a good sleep. The thought of her long-held dream coming true made her heart pound wildly, her face flushed like a ripe apple.

Fang Yuan was waiting for them in a presidential suite. She hadn't wanted to come, although she wanted to strongly encourage the two of them, but seeing them being so affectionate made her uncomfortable. However, Liu Qing was afraid she would ruin this important meeting alone and insisted that her sister-in-law help her through this difficult time. So, Fang Yuan reluctantly made her grand entrance as the matchmaker.

Sure enough, with Fang Yuan present, the atmosphere immediately warmed up. Qin Yang quickly overcame the awkwardness and began to laugh and reminisce with the two of them about their happy past. After chatting for a while, Liu Qing said she was tired and needed to take a shower. Having stayed up all night and experienced the joy of their reunion, she was feeling quite exhausted. On the other hand, she was more eager to speed things up and lie in his warm embrace as soon as possible.

"Then I'll head back first. Mom and Dad are waiting for me to play mahjong, and I'll also report on Qingqing's romantic encounter..."

Fang Yuan smiled and stood up, tactfully preparing to leave.

"Then I'll head back too..."

Qin Yang also stood up. "You get some rest..."

He put his arm around Liu Qing's shoulder and gently kissed her long hair. From any perspective, he felt he should be grateful to this lovely woman.

Fang Yuan seemed slightly taken aback, only realizing what was happening when she saw Liu Qing's anxious, pleading eyes.

"Are you kidding me?"

Fang Yuan spread her arms wide, dramatically blocking his way, like a female knight-errant. "Of course, we should shower together! Do you expect Qingqing to shower alone?!"

He looked at Fang Yuan's exaggerated posture and serious expression, momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter. "What are you doing? Singing a song? Who said you have to shower together? Whose rule is that?"

"It's our family rule, so what? You have a problem with that?"

Fang Yuan had a spoiled look on her face.

"Hehe, I wouldn't dare."

Qin Yang laughed, "Then you two can shower together, I'll take my leave."

He understood Fang Yuan's good intentions, of course, but his life experiences over the years had made him hesitant to trust anything. Some things come too fast, too beautiful, and don't seem real. Moreover, what was most difficult to admit was that, perhaps because of Lin Feier, he didn't really trust women. This distrust wasn't out of malice, but because some women were too emotional, forgetting the promises they made casually; and some women were too weak, unable to fulfill their promises. Regardless of what kind of woman Liu Qing was, he didn't want to cross the line of friendship with her so casually in such a short time.

"What are you thinking, brother? You're already here, you think you can leave without leaving something behind..."

Fang Yuan patted his shoulder, a mischievous smile on her face, acting like a mafia boss.

"Hehe, judging from your tone, this isn't some kind of shady establishment, is it?"

Qin Yang looked at Fang Yuan's charming and innocent appearance, feeling a strange unease. He suddenly remembered his fantasies about Fang Yuan when he was making love with Zuo Lan, and his face unconsciously flushed.

"Why don't you stay, sis, and talk to him for a bit? I'll be fine soon..."

Liu Qing privately called Fang Yuan "sister," but only called her "sister-in-law" in front of others, and in her haste, she just used that name.

"Hey, Mom and Dad are short one for their mahjong game, can you explain for me..."

Fang Yuan smiled and softened her stance.

"Okay."

Liu Qing nodded hastily.

"Since that's the case, don't hold back. What do you expect from a grown man like you? Here's the deal: I'm not leaving today, and nobody's leaving either, do you hear me..."

Fang Yuan playfully pushed Qin Yang.

"Well, okay..."

Qin Yang also felt that if he insisted any further, it would seem inappropriate.

Seeing that Qin Yang wasn't leaving, Liu Qing's heart, which had been in her throat, finally relaxed. At that moment, she felt an urge to hug Fang Yuan and kiss her beautiful face.

"You two chat first, I'll be right out..."

Liu Qing insisted on taking a shower, partly because of her ulterior motives, but also because she wanted to present her most beautiful self to him. The shadow Lin Feier had cast on her heart over the years still lingered.

"What's the point of chatting? We already talked about that..."

Fang Yuan gently nudged Qin Yang. "Hey, bro, how about we watch a beautiful woman shower together?"

she giggled, winking at Liu Qing.

Chapter 18.

The image of beautiful women emerging from their baths is always exhilarating, especially a stunning beauty like Liu Qing. Her hair cascades like a waterfall, her skin is as white as snow, her lips are pink and red, and her eyes are filled with longing. Her eyes, so fresh and captivating, are like dazzling drops of water reflecting the brilliant sunlight. Beneath her snow-white bathrobe, her firm breasts are partially exposed, and with every movement, it seems as if buds playfully peek out, glancing around. Her legs are incredibly beautiful—long, shapely, and exquisitely sculpted—the kind Qin Yang adores.

Qin Yang's eyes lit up. Her beauty was completely different from Lin Feier's. Lin Feier was also radiant and alluring, but she always evoked images of delicate herbivores like fawns or rabbits; Liu Qing's beauty, however, possessed a more powerful quality, more easily reminiscent of a fierce leopard or lioness. She was a fiery, carnivorous girl; her beauty had an extremely strong, aggressive edge.

His body involuntarily reacted subtly. He knew that a woman like this was an absolute formidable warrior in bed; even if he did nothing, she could help him reach climax time and time again. In a man's desire dictionary, she was definitely a sex queen.

"I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting so long..."

Liu Qing sat down beside him, her strong, moist scent quickly making his body heat up.

"It's nothing, we were just looking at photos on Fang Yuan's phone..."

Qin Yang smiled awkwardly, finding it difficult to tear his eyes away from her chest.

"What photos are so beautiful?"

Liu Qing leaned over him, reaching for Fang Yuan's phone.

Qin Yang felt his arm touch those soft, supple, and oppressive breasts. To prevent her from falling into his arms, he had to gently lift her waist, but he was captivated by the alluring curves of her hips.

"They're photos of you two from university. Some people really change a lot..."

Fang Yuan smiled, watching their intimate actions. This girl is really cunning. Not only did she secretly put on delicate makeup, but she also subtly flirted with him, arousing his desire. Sigh, I'm truly inferior!

The screen showed group photos of boys and girls at various events, deliberately selected by Fang Yuan from her computer. Almost every photo featured both Liu Qing and Lin Feier. And, without exception, Liu Qing was always prettier than Lin Feier in the photos.

"Oh, I don't have these photos..."

Liu Qing leaned against Qin Yang, looking at the photos while glancing gratefully at Fang Yuan every now and then. Her sister-in-law had really gone to great lengths for her this time. Compared to Liu Qing, Lin Feier in the photos was like a country bumpkin meeting an international supermodel; it was hard to imagine anyone comparing the two.

Qin Yang, seeing these photos, also had a big question mark in his mind. Was there something wrong with his eyes? Or was it really true, as people say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder? Especially with this vibrant, stunning beauty before him as a comparison, he was filled with inward感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and awe).

Or had Lin Feier's appearance truly undergone a remarkable transformation since then?

A series of sensual images flashed through his mind; Lin Feier's every smile and gesture, every inch of her skin, were etched deeply into his memory. He could easily recreate her current appearance in his mind.

She had truly transformed from an ugly duckling into a swan! But what was the reason?

"Back then, there was a legend in the girls' dormitory… the woman you sleep with will become more and more beautiful…"

Fang Yuan's words kept echoing in his mind. He recalled Lin Feier's satisfied expression after making love with him each time, and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest…

"You don't look too good. Why don't you go take a shower…"

Fang Yuan noticed the subtle change in Qin Yang's face and said considerately.

"I'm fine…"

he stammered insincerely.

"Come on, people say that people who resign should shower and change clothes immediately, otherwise they'll bring bad luck to their new place..."

Fang Yuan said, half-jokingly. "You'd better go quickly, so we don't worry about you..."

"Really, is it really necessary..."

"Alright, alright, little one, your teacher swears we two will never barge in, now you can rest assured..."

Fang Yuan smiled and reached out to pull Qin Yang up from the sofa, putting her hands on his shoulders and playfully pushing him towards the bathroom.

"Qingqing, tell the waiter to come and get a change of clothes, this is what he wore when he resigned, he has to change..."

"Okay."

Fang Yuan finally succeeded in getting Qin Yang into the bathtub...

The two women in the living room exchanged relieved glances and smiled knowingly. After laughing enough, the two of them snuggled together as usual, quietly listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

"Why is he wrapping himself up so tightly like a little boy?"

Liu Qing said.

"He's been hurt too much, so he's just curled up in ice..."

Fang Yuan sighed softly. "Take it easy, don't scare him. He needs to be thawed slowly right now. If you're too enthusiastic, you might scare him away..."

"How do I thaw him..."

Liu Qing was used to direct, affectionate gestures and had no idea how to handle the subtle, lingering charm of Eastern romance.

"Hehe, I can't help you with that. Figure it out yourself. You're a grown woman, do you expect everyone to teach you everything?"

Fang Yuan laughed, her face flushed.

"Sigh, why do Chinese men have so many worries?"

Liu Qing stared blankly, her hands supporting her chin.

"If you find it too troublesome, just find a foreigner..."

Fang Yuan teased mischievously.

"No way!"

Liu Qing chuckled. "That would be best..."

"Sister, do you think Lin Feier really became more and more beautiful because of that thing with him?"

Although Liu Qing knew that Fang Yuan's strategy of using these old photos to suppress Lin Feier was very successful, she still couldn't let go of Lin Feier's later stunning beauty.

"How would I know? You'll know once you've done it with him yourself,"

Fang Yuan said with a shy smile.

"But, when will that be..."

Liu Qing sighed, snuggling into Fang Yuan's arms in a coquettish manner. "How about we satisfy our cravings with your sister-in-law first, hehe..."

She reached out and brazenly started to grope Fang Yuan, and the two women rolled around on the sofa, laughing and giggling.

"Hey, if you don't turn on the TV soon, he'll be finished washing up!"

Fang Yuan said breathlessly, pinned beneath Liu Qing. In terms of strength, Fang Yuan was no match for Liu Qing, so besides begging for mercy, she could only outsmart her.

"Really..."

Liu Qing seemed to suddenly remember something important, rolled off Fang Yuan, grabbed the remote, turned on the TV in the living room, and casually entered a password.

"Coming, coming,"

Two women knelt on the sofa, staring at the huge television screen, holding their breath. Qin Yang's muscular physique was on full display…

The two women grew increasingly aroused, their breathing becoming more rapid. That unimaginably perfect body easily captivated them.

“So beautiful…”

Liu Qing’s heart blossomed.

“Where are you referring to?”

Fang Yuan, as a beautiful young woman, focused on a different area.

“Sister-in-law, you shouldn’t be looking, right?”

“Hehe, consider this a supervisor’s inspection…”

(Chapter 19
, Part 19 of Chapter 19)

During dinner, Qin Yang noticed the two women smiling at him inexplicably. Afraid of embarrassment, he sometimes smiled back, but this only made the women laugh even harder.

Qin Yang had no idea that his uncensored pornographic film had been thoroughly watched by the two women, nor that his erect penis, which he couldn’t help but feel aroused by the sight of the two beautiful women, had been clearly seen by them.

The two women laughed hysterically, their faces streaked with tears, very beautiful, but they always seemed to avoid his gaze. Even when they accidentally bumped into each other, they would quickly avert their fluttering eyes, a blush of shy blush creeping onto their faces. Thinking that the two might be exchanging some private secrets, Qin Yang simply stopped caring about their laughter and began to focus on enjoying his food. Some of the dishes on the table were ordered by Fang Yuan, and some by Liu Qing, but without exception, they were all his favorites. After all these years, someone still remembered his preferences, which made him feel somewhat flattered.

Liu Qing laughed so happily because she found confidence in him. His body was much more honest than he appeared; she could clearly read that strong body language—he liked her. Fang Yuan laughed partly because of the prank she had orchestrated, and partly because seeing any part of his body excited her. Sometimes, a smile was the best way to cover up embarrassment.

"I heard from Fang Yuan that you're involved in medical equipment distribution?"

Seeing the two women regain their ladylike elegance, Qin Yang slowly uttered a question to Liu Qing.

"Yes."

Liu Qing glanced quickly at Fang Yuan, seemingly complaining that Qin Yang had so quickly veered into the boring topic of work. She rested her chin on her hand, concealing the blush on her face, and narrowed her beautiful eyes, carefully admiring the man she had longed for.

"Any new developments in body shaping and plastic surgery equipment lately?"

His fingers unconsciously twirled a small spoon, elegant and dazzling. Even when he was thinking, his hands weren't idle.

Liu Qing's gaze was quickly drawn to the small object dancing coolly in his hand; its shimmering silver light seemed to possess an endless allure, capable of making a woman willingly succumb.

"Nothing special, just some minor technological innovations, computer micro-control and stuff like that..."

She shook her head, trying to avoid being drawn into a pleasant hypnotic state. He actually had such powerful willpower! Her heart pounded. If it weren't for the image of him completely naked constantly flashing through her mind and distracting her, she probably would have already been drawn into another mental world by him.

"Oh, right, I remember now,"

Liu Qing suddenly exclaimed, her eyes widening with excitement. "At this expo, the Swedish company Sober launched a very interesting concept device. They call it the Dream Seeker. It's said to be able to recreate dreams or share dreams with others. This concept has caused quite a stir in the medical community, and its effects far exceed traditional hypnosis. Doctors may be able to use it to discover deeper causes of illness and find more direct and effective treatments..."

"If we can enter the other person's deep thoughts, we might find a shortcut to unlocking their genetic potential..."

Qin Yang's hand suddenly stopped. The spoon tumbled lightly in the air and landed on the table with a long, crisp, trembling sound.

A sudden glint of light flashed in his eyes. "How can I see that thing?"

"That's just a concept model. Everyone who's tried it says it has no effect. Or rather, at least for now, it's just a dream."

Liu Qing felt his reaction was a bit too agitated. She smiled slightly, trying to soothe his anxiety with a gentle voice.

"Hmm."

Qin Yang realized his lapse and smiled sheepishly. "The expo isn't over yet, is it?"

"No, not yet. These two days are for product demonstrations and academic reports, and the next two days are for negotiating cooperation intentions."

Liu Qing said.

"Our Qingqing has disregarded everything for you. If she backs out like this, she might miss out on a lot of big business opportunities..."

Fang Yuan dutifully played the role of matchmaker, slowly and deliberately encouraging her.

"No, don't listen to your sister-in-law's nonsense. Actually, there's nothing I like..."

Liu Qing blushed and gently pushed Fang Yuan.

"What? Is there something between you two that you can only do but not say..."

Fang Yuan dodged while teasing her relentlessly.

“If it’s convenient, I’d like to go to Bincheng with you…”

He ignored the women’s lighthearted banter and said seriously, “If you deliberately give up something for me, it will make me feel uneasy. I’ll go back with you, you can finish what you need to talk about, and I can take a walk around to clear my head.”

Liu Qing and Fang Yuan exchanged a glance. Qin Yang’s suggestion was abrupt, but it made her very happy.

“You’re still thinking about that research project?”

Liu Qing was an intelligent woman and could naturally see the secret in it.

“I suppose so…”

He smiled.

“Yes, I love that project. If you need test subjects, you can start with me, you can do whatever you want…”

She mustered her courage and met his ambiguous gaze, even though her heart was pounding and her mind was blank with happiness. Qin Yang, who had just been carefully keeping his distance from her, had actually invited her on a trip! Such a rapid change made her almost unable to believe it.

"Alright, you two are all lovey-dovey, so I'm relieved. I'll head back now and have the driver book your plane tickets and bring them over later."

Fang Yuan prepared to make her exit.

"Why don't you come with us?"

Qin Yang looked at Fang Yuan earnestly.

"Why?"

Fang Yuan and Liu Qing were almost simultaneously taken aback.

"Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me. With you here, I'll feel more at ease..."

His eyes held not only pleading but also a strong allure.

"Three people walking together?"

Fang Yuan's beautiful eyes stared straight into his, a surge of complex emotions rushing up within her. What shocked her most was that "three people walking together" didn't evoke thoughts of teacher-student respect, but rather of a bed! Her thoughts were completely in disarray; her eyes and mind were filled with his burning body...

Chapter 20: The Rhythm of 3P

Qin Yang was always a decisive and efficient person, so Liu Qing, who had only landed a few hours earlier, had to board another flight to Bincheng.

Since Liu Qing had asked for leave on behalf of her sister-in-law, saying she wanted to visit the international fashion week in Bincheng with her, Fang Yuan's in-laws had nothing to say. In fact, the two elders had watched Fang Yuan grow up and loved her even more than their own child. However, Fang Yuan and her husband didn't seem to be as inseparable as they had hoped. Liu Qing's brother, Liu Zhen, lived abroad year-round, leaving his beautiful wife with the two elders, making them very anxious. They knew that Liu Zhen's heart wasn't with Fang Yuan anymore, but Fang Yuan was the Liu family's chosen young mistress—intelligent, virtuous, and poised—and her position in the elders' hearts was no less than that of the fickle and foolish Liu Zhen. Inevitably, some of the gossip about Liu Zhen would reach their ears. Therefore, the two elders were even more worried that Fang Yuan might one day lose her temper and turn against Liu Zhen, or impulsively do something outrageous. After all, in their hearts, the two children were like the palms and backs of their hands; they couldn't bear to see either of them suffer. Moreover, given the Liu family's status in the capital, any scandalous affair would be too shameful for them.

After serious discussion, the two elders decided to persuade Fang Yuan to resign from her university position, citing her poor health, and become a full-time housewife, accompanying them on trips and cultivating their minds. Fortunately, Fang Yuan was both considerate and filial, reporting to them every morning and evening without complaint, even more considerate than their own daughter. The two elders were deeply moved, but also felt indebted to Fang Yuan. They had already reached a private agreement that if Liu Zhen ever changed his ways and learned to cherish Fang Yuan, they would hand over the Liu family business to Fang Yuan to manage. The old lady had even had someone specifically consult on this matter. Fang Yuan was destined to be a great benefactor to the Liu family, a key figure in their future wealth and prosperity.

None of the three carried much luggage; given Liu Qing and Fang Yuan's current status, a single card or pen was sufficient for any situation. Qin Yang wanted to go back to his residence to get some clothes, but Liu Qing said it wasn't necessary, carrying them would be tiring, and she would have someone prepare them for him there. Like a dutiful wife, she stretched out her arm to measure his shoulder, then wrapped her arms around his waist and spun him around a couple of times, before picking up the phone to have her assistant in Bincheng prepare everything.

Looking at Liu Qing now, Qin Yang found it hard to believe she was the same girl from university who dressed plainly, queued for meals with everyone else, and pondered the expensive menus for ages. Like Fang Yuan, she deliberately kept her distance from the aristocratic ladies on campus, playing the role of the girl next door. In fact, no one could imagine that she was a true heiress.

An A380 steadily took off.

In first class, the flight attendants' smiles were always attentive and radiant.

Qin Yang mostly flew economy class, where the flight attendants usually smiled with a hint of resentment and unwillingness, as if smiling more was too cheap for these penniless bastards. His few experiences flying first class were with the female CEO Su Mei, and he was too nervous, so his impression of first class was basically limited to the flight attendants tirelessly asking him over and over again, "Would you like something to eat? Would you like something to drink?" Looking at their eager faces, you suddenly felt that if they didn't fulfill their task of feeding you, they might be fired at any moment.

Liu Qing was sitting on one side, arm in arm with Qin Yang, while Fang Yuan sat on the other side. The cabin wasn't crowded and was very quiet. Only the beautiful flight attendants were bustling about like butterflies.

"Mr. Qin, Ms. Liu, good evening..."

A flight attendant supervisor greeted them with her most beautiful smile. The boarding pass in her hand specifically noted several important people who needed her personal care.

"We're tired, we'd like to take a nap..."

Liu Qing waved her hand, interrupting the flight attendant's standard opening remarks, "If there's nothing else, please don't disturb us."

"Okay, sure."

The flight attendant's professional smile remained unaffected. "Then let me adjust your seats, is that alright?"

The flight attendant skillfully adjusted the seats to a comfortable angle for the two, then moved the two large seats closer together, almost forming a perfect double bed.

Another flight attendant brought over a brand-new air-conditioning blanket and carefully covered them.

"Please rest, and if you need anything, please let us know..."

"Thank you..."

Qin Yang smiled warmly, earning many admiring glances from the flight attendants.

Actually, Qin Yang didn't want to sleep; his biological clock hadn't reached the point of drowsiness yet. However, Liu Qing kept using "we" to convey a certain message, and he felt bad about spoiling her mood. Besides, Liu Qing had gone to great lengths to get Fang Yuan leave, so even out of gratitude, she should cooperate. On

the other side of the aisle, Fang Yuan ordered a glass of red wine and intently flipped through the fashion magazine the flight attendant had brought. She seemed unconcerned about what might happen under the blanket; she was a woman exuding a strong aristocratic air, and no one would easily discern the subtle ripples in her heart.

"Give me a hug..."

Liu Qing rested her head on his shoulder, and one of her legs unceremoniously climbed onto him. Ever since discovering Qin Yang's subtle feelings for Fang Yuan, she no longer believed Fang Yuan's talk of taking things slowly. Fang Yuan was her closest sister, but this time she truly felt the threat from her sister.

Qin Yang's hand stiffly climbed onto her back.

"It's not comfortable at all..."

Liu Qing whispered coquettishly in his ear with her eyes closed, "Can't you be a little more affectionate?"

"Mmm."

His hand began to gently stroke her back; it was warm and so comfortable. Liu Qing felt as if two doors had been pushed open in her chest, an indescribable tenderness and comfort surging and crashing into her heart…

“Let’s try another place…”

her voice was soft.

“Hmm?”

Qin Yang stopped, dumbfounded.

“Sigh, really.”

Liu Qing couldn’t help but open her eyes, glancing at him shyly, “Will you do it with me?”

Her lips whispered in his ear, her face burning.

“Wherever I touch you, you touch mine…”

“Hmm?”

“If you dare to cheat, or touch the wrong place, I’ll scream…”

She closed her eyes again, a mischievous smile on her face. For a man who didn’t understand romance, she had to launch a thunderous offensive.

She placed her hand on his shoulder, and he pulled her fragrant shoulder into his arms.

She placed her hand on his buttocks, and he held his breath as he climbed up her rounded curves.

She placed her hand on his chest, and after a moment’s hesitation, he carefully placed his hand there as well, hovering over the surface of his clothes.

"Don't move this hand, use the other hand..."

Her hand slid between his thighs, his hand stopped at her knee, his face flushed, unable to climb any further.

"You're cheating..."

She parted her red lips, mouthing the words as if to shout.

"Ah..."

She whispered a soft moan in his ear, and at the last moment, his hand obediently slid inside. Although she was wearing a short skirt, it was incredibly hot and smooth there; his fingers could even touch the slightly trembling, delicate bud. His hand was tightly held between her beautiful legs, unable to move, while her other hand, which had been resting on his chest, had quietly slipped inside his shirt.

"Now it's your turn..."

Her snow-white breasts stood erect with excitement. ...

A handsome young man quietly approached Fang Yuan.

"May I sit here?"

He tried to display his charm as gently as possible, even though his smile looked rather effeminate.

"This seat is taken."

Fang Yuan raised her eyes and carefully examined his face, then frowned slightly. This person's features were not bad individually, but why did they create an inexplicable sense of unease when put together?

"I'm sorry, I thought the seat next to you was empty..."

The man, unwilling to accept his defeat, followed up rather ungentlemanly.

"Oh,"

Fang Yuan sighed, casually tossing the magazine she was holding onto the seat next to her. The pages flipped rapidly, finally stopping on the cover featuring a stylish woman.

"Now I have someone."

She smiled slightly at the man, elegantly shaking her fingers twice. "So, bye..."

She picked up the glass of red wine beside her and downed it in one gulp, then gestured to a flight attendant, "Another glass, please..."

A crescent moon had somehow climbed onto the porthole, and the lights of the coastal city below were dim...

Chapter 21. The Beauty's Thoughts

A gentle breeze carried the scent of the awakening sea, a red sun had just peeked halfway over the horizon, and the gentle waves stretched lazily, softly caressing the sandy beach...

A trail of footprints stretched far behind Qin Yang. Having listened to the sound of the waves all night, he couldn't wait to reach the beach as soon as dawn broke. For a moment, he felt as if his body was completely drawn into the soul of the sea, his whole being light and airy, as if he could merge with the vast天地 (heaven and earth) at any moment.

In the distance, several fishing boats sailed towards the depths of the sea, bathed in the rising sun. Closer by, a few elderly people were releasing various shellfish they had just bought from fishermen back into the ocean—a practice they called "releasing life.

" "Why don't you release a few too..."

one of the old men smiled at Qin Yang. This young man was radiant and kind-hearted.

"Yes."

He took a few shellfish and, imitating them, tossed them far into the sea...

"Good, good..."

the old men smiled contentedly.

In truth, youth and old age, capture and release, life and death—all sorts of contradictory things appeared in the same scene at that moment, yet it was so harmonious and wise. The old men surely understood that those shellfish might be caught again, or even simply washed ashore by the waves, but they still happily did what they felt they should do, what they had to do...

Some things in this world are like that; you don't need to ask about the outcome, just firmly believe in what you're doing. …

Although Liu Qing was passionate, she was a girl who knew how to maintain appropriate boundaries. After displaying a touch of coquettish charm on the plane, she quietly reverted to her ladylike demeanor and fell asleep peacefully in his arms. A woman's charm should be reserved for the appreciation of her loved ones, not displayed in front of others as fodder for gossip. On this point, she was absolutely discreet.

Liu Qing didn't choose the most luxurious hotel in Bincheng. Except for the Blue Moonlight Private Club, she only stayed in business suites for all her business activities. She was a woman who could clearly separate work and private life. She could unleash her passion in her private sphere, but when working, she had to find her fighting spirit within the working environment and atmosphere.

Therefore, Qin Yang and his group checked back into the seaside hotel arranged by the organizing committee. She shared one of the two ordinary sea-view rooms with Fang Yuan, and Qin Yang had the other. However, the two rooms were adjacent, and even the spacious terraces were connected. If she wanted, she could walk over from the terrace at any time and sleep in his bed. However, that night, he slept unusually soundly to the gentle sound of the waves, undisturbed by any woman, not even the ever-present phone massage.

The two women tossed and turned in bed, speechless for the first time in their lives. No matter how strong a female alliance may be, it crumbles instantly in the face of a man they both like, and Fang Yuan and Liu Qing seemed no exception. However, Fang Yuan didn't want to let herself fall into this inexplicable emotional crisis. Her current status and the family role she played didn't allow her to continue with the rosy dreams of a lovesick young girl.

"Hey, let's get up and talk..."

After half a night of mental torment, Fang Yuan finally couldn't help but reach out and pat Liu Qing's bottom.

"Hmm."

Liu Qing also felt that this stalemate wasn't working; no matter the outcome, they needed to clarify some things.

"I really like Qin Yang..."

Under the soft light, Fang Yuan's face showed a stunning delicacy and charm.

"I know..."

Liu Qing looked directly into her eyes without hesitation, clearly expressing her thoughts.

“It’s not the kind of liking you have…”

A blush crept onto Fang Yuan’s face. “If he could become my brother-in-law, I would be very happy…”

She gently placed her hand in Liu Qing’s. “To be honest, there are many kinds of liking. I’m willing to hug him, even kiss him, but I would never sleep with him…”

“Why?”

Liu Qing lowered her eyes, seemingly asking casually.

“No reason. He and I are on two trains on different tracks. We can only admire each other from afar, we can’t cross the line and get together, otherwise it would only lead to a crash and death… But you two are on the same train. What’s yours is yours. Maybe you’ll encounter many competitors in the process of conquering him, but I’ll definitely not be one of them.”

Fang Yuan put her arm around Liu Qing’s shoulder and shook her. “It’s much better to say it out loud. Ah, I was so suffocated just now! So, Miss, is there anything else you want to say? If not, I’m going to sleep now…”

She giggled and kissed Liu Qing’s cheek.

Liu Qing felt somewhat relieved. After all, her relationship with Fang Yuan was extraordinary, and Fang Yuan's words were both explicit and honest. That's how some relationships are; liking someone is one thing, but to actually be together requires a huge price to pay! She dodged Fang Yuan's kisses while giggling.

"Actually, even if you two slept together, I wouldn't care..."

Liu Qing felt relieved and casually joked with Fang Yuan. "If you really can't stand it while your brother's not around, I can consider lending you your brother-in-law for a couple of days to tide you over..."

"You little brat, you dare tease me! Be careful I break your things and won't pay for them!..."

Fang Yuan, blushing, pounced on Liu Qing, and the two began their usual passionate embrace...

"Hey, seriously, are you still giving your brother the cold shoulder?"

Liu Qing asked, nestled in Fang Yuan's arms with her eyes closed.

"Forget it, let's not talk about him, let's sleep..."

"If he comes back, I'll help you get revenge..."

"Okay, go to sleep..."

Liu Qing fell asleep peacefully, but Fang Yuan couldn't fall asleep no matter what. ...

At breakfast, Qin Yang saw the two women inseparable again. However, he was already used to this; that's how women's feelings are—they come and go quickly.

The temperature at the seaside was much warmer than inland, so the two women had changed into new clothes. Because she had an important business negotiation today, Liu Qing wore a white butterfly-collar suit, which accentuated her perfect figure, and her beautiful legs were even more stunning under the short skirt. Fang Yuan wore a white dress, also a fitted short skirt design, and a pair of simple crystal high heels, making her look exceptionally serene and elegant, as if she had stepped out of a fairy tale.

With two angelic beauties sitting beside him, Qin Yang suddenly felt as happy as God, and his appetite unexpectedly increased. However, knowing that Liu Qing was back, several foreign manufacturers eager to enter the Chinese market had already arrived, leaving them no time to even have breakfast.

"Go ahead and get busy, I'll just wander around by myself in a bit..."

Qin Yang admired Liu Qing when she was in work mode, elegant, capable, and dashing.

"Okay, that's fine."

Liu Qing also felt that since she was back, she should prioritize getting her work done. "If there's nothing interesting at the expo, let my sister show you around the famous historical sites in Bincheng. She knows this place very well... After these two days are over, I'll personally show you around..."

"Alright, alright, go ahead and get busy. It's just for two days, I won't actually break it, why are you being so long-winded..."

Fang Yuan, sitting in a recliner drinking milk and reading the newspaper, couldn't help but tease Liu Qing for her flirtatious and hesitant manner.

"I've changed my mind! I won't lend it to her! I haven't had enough fun myself, why should I lend it to someone else..."

Liu Qing retorted cheerfully.

"Hey, business people, can't you be a little honest...?"

Fang Yuan laughed heartily.

Sigh, women are really something! When they're getting close to someone, they're so cautious, even hesitant to make any intimate gestures. But once they've decided they can't do anything with someone, they're all ready to hug, tease, and do anything...

Fang Yuan, having let go of her inhibitions, treated Qin Yang the same way.

Chapter 22: Dreams

Reappear at the Expo Center. Qin Yang quickly found the booth of the Swedish Sober Company, which was crowded. But most people were there to see the beautiful women. Sweden is famous for its blonde beauties, and these young women in tight-fitting nurse uniforms posing seductively around the platform attracted a lot of attention from non-professionals.

Qin Yang and Fang Yuan, hand in hand, squeezed through the crowd and asked a blonde woman if they could lie down on the "Dream Seeker" to try it out. The blonde woman smiled and said that their equipment was being tested and they probably couldn't open it for the next couple of days. Actually, it was because there were too many idle people here and it was quite boring. Those who went up to experience the equipment were thoroughly enjoying being helped onto the bed by the blonde beauties and fitted with various experimental devices. Even security guards, cleaners, and retired old men flocked to squeeze onto the experimental beds, claiming it was a sacrifice for science.

The poor Swedish manufacturers, unaware of the situation in China, assumed the Chinese people were highly educated and quick to accept new things, and greatly admired their scientific ideas. They were so moved that they specifically instructed the blonde beauties to serve them carefully. However, after several days of this busy work, the honest Swedes finally realized the truth: the excited Chinese were only interested in the blonde beauties; the so-called scientific instruments were utterly meaningless to them, or, to be more realistic, less than worthless.

Qin Yang whispered something in the blonde beauties' ear. She giggled, her alluring eyes scanning the man before her, then asked with a smile. Qin Yang nodded and smiled as well. The blonde beauty gestured for them to wait a moment, then turned and walked towards the VIP lounge not far away. Her legs were long, and her beautiful buttocks were pertly high; even Fang Yuan couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. No wonder these men were so excited; even a beauty like her wanted to touch such a stunning figure.

"I didn't know you could speak Swedish!"

Fang Yuan looked at Qin Yang in astonishment, her eyes filled with shock.

"Hehe, it's nothing, just a little..."

he smiled nonchalantly.

A moment later, the blonde beauty led over a middle-aged man who looked like a senior manager. Qin Yang shook hands with him and briefly asked a few key technical questions, which made the senior manager

's eyes light up with excitement. This was a truly knowledgeable person, and his understanding far exceeded his expectations. In his excitement, this senior manager named Hans forgot his earlier excuse about equipment debugging and simply invited Qin Yang to the experimental bed. The so-called experimental bed was actually more like a luxurious recliner, integrated with various sensors, looking like a time machine from the future.

Two blonde beauties were attentively connecting him to various sensors, making Qin Yang's eyes fill with the sight of deep, firm breasts. Facing this tall, handsome man, they made no attempt to hide their enthusiasm. They were happy to let his eyes feast on their beauty, and of course, their hands weren't entirely undisturbed on his body, inevitably touching certain hard protrusions time and again. Seeing the two beauties' surprised eyes and wide-open mouths, Qin Yang knew that this ambiguous expression meant they were quite satisfied with his size.

"Now, please try to enter a meditative state with me… Within five minutes, you will enter a deep sleep state,"

Hans personally guided Qin Yang.

A clear electrical disturbance on the large screen beside them caused a ripple, and then large clusters of static began to fall on the huge screen. Hans took two steps back in surprise, pushed up his glasses, stared intently at the large screen, and his breathing became tense and rapid. Based on his experience, he had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

The onlookers, who had been clamoring about the privileges Qin Yang enjoyed, gradually quieted down as the clear sound of an airplane engine approached from the large screen.

"Wow!"

a gasp rippled through the crowd. For a moment, the world seemed to freeze! The screen suddenly lit up, revealing a clear blue sky, snow-white wings, and an old-fashioned biplane hurtling towards them… The high-definition visuals and realistic 3D effects left the entire convention center speechless! Qin Yang piloted the plane, performing a dazzling dance among the clouds, golden sunlight illuminating the wings and his handsome face—a breathtakingly perfect scene. The clouds in the sky, following the graceful movements of the wings, subtly coalesced into a dreamlike declaration: "I love you f.y." The screen gradually dimmed, finally returning to silence, and Qin Yang slowly opened his eyes.

The entire convention hall erupted in cheers and exclamations.

Fang Yuan's face flushed red, her proud breasts heaving violently. At that moment, she felt as if she was about to melt...

Chapter 23: The Beauty Riding

This was the clearest dream reenactment in history, a breathtaking legend that shocked people beyond measure.

This time, Hans was completely dumbfounded. What was happening before his eyes completely overturned his knowledge system. This device was theoretically just an experimental-level device that captured the microcurrents of excitement in the brain and converted them into analog signals. Their greatest achievement before was merely reproducing a blurry object on the screen that resembled clouds or mist. As for such a visual impact, he had never dared to imagine it. He excitedly shouted and hugged Qin Yang tightly. Then he frantically ran back to the lounge and called more than a dozen experts and scholars to witness God's miracle.

Under everyone's eager anticipation, Qin Yang had to lie down again to recreate the scene. This time, more sensors were attached to his body, and various monitoring and recording equipment were ready. Everyone held their breath with great enthusiasm, preparing to once again welcome the carnival of their dreams.

Because Fang Yuan was embarrassed to share her dream with him in front of everyone, Sober Company arranged for a blonde beauty to lie down next to Qin Yang for the experiment. The two were connected through brainwaves and body reflexes via sensors.

Under Hans's hypnotic guidance, Qin Yang quickly closed his eyes, and the surroundings became unusually quiet. On the large screen, a clear electrical trajectory pulsed rapidly, gripping everyone's hearts. Suddenly, a bright spot shot upwards, exploding into a dazzling cloud of light. In the instant everyone tried to blink, the entire image suddenly became incredibly clear: an endless grassland, knee-high grass, a strong wind whistling past the tips of the grass, and a tall, handsome white horse…

Qin Yang's brow twitched slightly, and the entire image gradually darkened, eventually disappearing completely. Strangely, he didn't wake up immediately, and the signals from all the sensors were perfectly normal.

"Could the screen be broken?"

the crowd whispered anxiously. Several technicians from Sober Corporation rushed over to investigate. Because the recorded experimental data remained clear and stable, and possessed extremely high research value, the experts and scholars did not allow the two participants to stop their experience in the dream state. Instead, they had several blonde beauties isolate them to prevent them from being disturbed or prematurely awakened by the audience.

Some things cannot be seen by everyone, so under Qin Yang's mental control, they were automatically shielded. However, the blonde beauty's experience was real, incredibly clear, and unmistakable. In her dream, he stripped her naked without any restraint, and she truly became a tamed mare. His lips kissed her dazzling blonde hair, her large blue eyes, her red lips, and her delicate flower bud… He gently enjoyed her body, gradually igniting her desire with his fiery passion… She wanted to hold him tightly, responding wildly to his passion. His body was hot and hard, making her eager to drag him roughly into her warm and moist private territory. But he seemed even more impatient than she was. He was the most intoxicating knight, eagerly mounting the beautiful white horse and galloping across the boundless grasslands…

“I ride my horse across the grasslands, the clear river and the blue sky…”

Some melodies are both national and universal.

The blonde beauty’s face grew increasingly flushed, her expression increasingly ecstatic and alluring. Her legs began to press tightly together, rubbing eagerly, and fine, glistening beads of sweat slowly seeped from her skin.

“Ah, ah, ah—”

She was finally brought to her peak, again and again! A flower bud, ravaged by the storm, grew ever more vibrant, blooming proudly. She wanted to cry with happiness, but the intense pleasure made her voice sound like a constant, pleading pleas.

Bang bang bang bang! A series of low-frequency explosions, and even a strong smell of burning, wafted over. The equipment, unable to record the wildly surging data stream, was overwhelmed by the two people’s pleasure.

"Are you alright?"

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Fang Yuan quickly pushed through them, pulling the still somewhat dazed Qin Yang away.

"If anything happens to my friend's health, you can expect my lawyer's letter!"

Fang Yuan coldly tossed out a sentence to the dumbfounded executives of Sober Company.

When the blonde beauty was helped off the bed by her female companions, she was already limp and boneless, soaked to the bone, but her delicate face looked exceptionally beautiful, and the inside of her beautiful legs and buttocks was already soaked with warm nectar flowing from her plump flower buds... Chapter

24. How to save people without entering the sea of lust?

The Great Buddha Temple is nestled against the mountain and overlooks the sea, with a magnificent view.

Given the sensation Qin Yang caused at the expo, he couldn't stay there any longer. So, Fang Yuan simply dragged him out for a walk. With a woman's keen intuition, she could guess why the blonde beauty had reacted so strongly without Qin Yang explaining. So she insisted on dragging him here for a spiritual cleansing, to cool down his burning passion and calm her own fiery dreams.

Fang Yuan didn't know when she had become so fascinated with worshipping Buddha and making wishes. Perhaps it was because she had been away from her work environment for too long and needed guidance; perhaps it was because her love life was not going well and she needed some comforting solace. Wherever she went, she liked to ask people if there were any efficacious temples or similar places. She didn't necessarily want to ask for anything, but rather just wanted to talk to the gods about things she couldn't say to others.

Qin Yang didn't burn incense and pray with Fang Yuan. He was basically a skeptic of such things and had no interest in devoutly bowing to those wooden or clay sculptures and entrusting his fate to others; that wasn't his style. But he wouldn't stop Fang Yuan from doing so. On the contrary, he thought some women with faith looked beautiful. Whether they believed in others or themselves, only those with faith could have a so-called spiritual realm.

He leaned against the railing at the edge of the cliff, gazing at the azure sea. Something within him gradually became clearer. Although he had destroyed the experimental equipment at Sober Corporation, the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a subtle change in the blonde beauty. He didn't know if it was a hallucination, but in his eyes, the blonde woman's beauty had clearly increased. Perhaps this was the right path? A quiet joy rose within him.

"Are you only here to look at the sea, unwilling to donate some incense money?"

An elderly nun with a beautiful face stood not far from him, casually gazing at the sea.

Qin Yang carefully observed the old nun, suddenly feeling a warm, indescribable comfort. She seemed old because her voice and demeanor suggested a life of hardship, but her face betrayed no age.

“There are some things I don’t believe in,”

Qin Yang smiled, “but I will still donate incense money.”

“Those who don’t believe may not be without affinity, and those who believe may not be affinity.”

The old nun smiled slightly and pointed back, “Look at the masses of people in this temple, the thousands of believers, how many are truly affinity with Buddha? Asking for too much of anything becomes greed. Your indifference will make Buddha’s heart much purer…”

“Actually, I am not without desires…”

Qin Yang looked at the old nun’s kind eyes and felt a strong sense of closeness.

“Yes, everyone has desires, nothing more than seeking from others and seeking from oneself,”

she squinted at Qin Yang for a long time and slowly uttered a sentence, “However, what you seek goes against the heavens, and I’m afraid the hardships involved are far beyond what ordinary people can bear…”

Qin Yang was suddenly stunned, and his eyes looked at the old nun with more piety, “Could you please enlighten me, Master?”

“Very well,”

the old nun smiled calmly, “Since we are affinity, it’s alright to chat.”

She raised her hand and pointed to the distant horizon, saying softly, "People are born different, and wisdom, folly, beauty, and ugliness are all determined by fate. You, benefactor, have dared to alter fate. Unless you have great fortune, you will surely suffer a great calamity..."

Qin Yang suddenly thought of the mysterious deaths of several scientists at the Hughes Medical Institute, and couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Since it's so dangerous, may I ask if the master has any way to resolve it?"

The old nun shook her head and said calmly, "Whether it's a good deed or a karmic hindrance, only you know. We bystanders dare not speak presumptuously. However, what I'm curious about is, since you, benefactor, are willing to use lust as a path, yet remain pure and unwilling to enter the sea of lust, how can you comprehend the mysteries of lust and turn a karmic cause into a good one..."

Qin Yang's ears rang as if struck by lightning, and he remained silent for a long time. "This disciple has seen the filth and darkness of the sea of lust, the dust and sand rising, and refuses to be corrupted by it..."

"The so-called 'rising from the mud unstained, cleansed by the clear ripples unblemished.' The pure remain pure, the impure remain impure. Lust itself is not sinful; the sin lies in the human heart."

The old nun looked at Qin Yang, whose face was flushed, and smiled brightly. "Have you heard the story of Guanyin Bodhisattva transforming into a beautiful woman to save people with her body?"

"Yes."

Of course, he was well aware of the legend of Guanyin transforming into an unparalleled beauty. What man hasn't had such a sensual fantasy?

"Does that mean a Bodhisattva, after repeatedly surfacing and sinking in the sea of lust, has lost their purity?"

Two blushes quietly crept onto the old nun's face.

"Of course not..."

Qin Yang blurted out righteously.

"Hehe, benefactor, your talent is astonishing, so I won't elaborate further. Look at that woman..."

The old nun pointed back at Fang Yuan, who was walking out of the main hall, "Since she agreed to come with you, she has accepted the pretense of loving you, but you hesitate and refuse to give her the reality of your love. Aren't you just wronging her for nothing..."

"But, she's already married..."

He was naturally filled with inner turmoil.

"Without entering the sea of lust, how can one save others? Without saving others, how can one save oneself... If one day we are separated by heaven and earth, to whom can I tell this heart full of longing..."

Seeing Fang Yuan approaching, the old nun turned and drifted away.

"Who are you talking to?"

Fang Yuan was startled when she saw Qin Yang staring straight at something and talking to himself from afar.

"Oh, it's nothing..."

Qin Yang looked around, but the old nun was nowhere to be seen.

"You haven't been driven insane by that device, have you?"

Fang Yuan reached out and gently stroked his face, asking half-jokingly.

He took her hand in his, staring intently into her stunningly beautiful eyes. "If I forced you to do something, would you be angry?"

"What did you say?"

Her heart pounded wildly.

He pulled her into his arms and gently kissed her lips. Her body trembled violently and struggled for a moment, then obediently slumped into his arms. This kiss was something she had waited for in her dreams for many years, and now she refused to let go no matter what. All her reason transformed into a surging desire in this kiss. She finally understood that all her attempts to dodge and avoid were futile, because she was destined to be his. The

melodious sound of the temple bells echoed through the valley, intertwining with the roar of the surging waves, soaring straight to the sky. Chapter

25. A River of Spring Water Flows Eastward.

Once the floodgates of emotion are opened, nothing can stop them.

Having broken through that thin layer of paper, the two completely opened their hearts, no longer hiding anything. They talked and laughed all the way, like kissing fish, unable to resist pecking each other's lips. On the other side of the mountain was the Adventure Kingdom amusement park. They rode a cable car from one side of the mountain to the other, like a warm young couple climbing roller coasters, riding pirate ships, and even experiencing the most thrilling double bungee jump while tightly embracing each other. By the time they reached the high Ferris wheel, they were already panting heavily.

Sometimes it's like this; when you realize you're no longer young, everything unconsciously speeds up.

As the Ferris wheel rose higher and higher, their kisses unconsciously intensified. After reaching a safe altitude, his hand quietly slipped into her bosom, tightly grasping her proud, snowy breasts. Both of them let out a silent sigh, as if a long-cherished wish had finally been fulfilled, a feeling of relief

washing over them. Her breasts were soft, smooth, and incredibly elastic; two delicate buds, excitedly peeking out from under his gentle touch, danced a graceful dance between his fingers… When they finally reached the top of the Ferris wheel, Fang Yuan's dress was only enough to cover her lower abdomen. She stretched out her arms against the transparent wall, closed her eyes, and arched her body like a bow. His body pressed tightly against her arch, his hands gripping her soft, tender flesh. In his overwhelming passion and force, it seemed as if countless plump, pinkish-white drops overflowed from between his fingers. She didn't protest his violence, partly because she felt truly comfortable, and partly because she had no time to pay attention to such trivial details. At this moment, her body trembled uncontrollably with a seductive allure; his fiery friction had transformed a delicate flower into a vast sea of desire…

“No! Not here!”

Just as he was about to thrust into her, she deftly turned and escaped his embrace! Her face was flushed, her body pink and tender. She quickly hid her naked body under her skirt, her eyes smiling, her breath coming in soft gasps, as if she were mischievously watching him make a fool of himself.

“I don’t want to be here…”

she whispered weakly in his ear as he pressed closer and kissed her lips again, but she still allowed his hands to creep up her shapely buttocks and roam freely…

The scenery outside the Ferris wheel was breathtaking, the pleasure inside was breathtaking…

The Ferris wheel finally came to a slow stop, and two beautiful figures eagerly leaped out, rushing towards the nearest taxi.

“To the nearest hotel!”

they both said almost in unison.

"Alright!"

The driver smiled knowingly...

A small hotel, a heavily made-up receptionist, a reasonably clean hourly room. The two closed the door and leaned against the wall, catching their breath. This feeling didn't seem real; why did it feel like a pair of star-crossed lovers?

"You go shower first, let me catch my breath..."

Fang Yuan walked to the bedside and lazily threw herself onto the thick mattress.

"I'll carry you to shower together..."

He followed her example and lay down beside her.

"No,"

she rolled over and straddled him, gently pinching his nose, "It's our first time, so leave me a little secret. Otherwise, I won't find it interesting anymore..."

"I won't..."

He reached out to take off her clothes, but she nimbly dodged him.

"Alright, alright, be good, listen to your sister, go quickly, or we'll have to go back..."

Fang Yuan knelt on the bed, coquettishly pleading.

"Okay then..."

He jumped off the bed and quickly stripped naked in front of her. This time, her gaze didn't waver, because it was truly sexy and alluring.

He finished washing quickly, a burning passion within him.

But she washed slowly, the water hesitant and reluctant. Countless times he wanted to rush in and roughly penetrate her paradise, but he restrained himself. The most important thing about their first time together wasn't his own release, but her pleasure.

When Fang Yuan emerged, she was wrapped in a bath towel, her fragrant body partially exposed. She turned her head to dry her long, wet hair, a rosy smile on her face. Her delicate neck was alluring, her skin smooth and lustrous, radiating a warm glow. She was like a ripe peach, sweet even before being bitten.

He rushed over impatiently, scooped her up in his arms, and kissed her face and body haphazardly without warning.

She only slightly shifted before wrapping her arms around his neck, letting him freely explore her body.

He gently placed her on the bed, playfully arranging her in various erotic positions, then kissing every inch of her skin. Only when her body was fully open did he prepare to truly enter that dreamlike paradise.

"Wait a minute!"

Watching him slowly descend, inch by inch, she suddenly became increasingly tense. The smile that had just been filled with enjoyment turned pale.

"Don't be nervous, I'll take it slowly..."

He gently stroked her body, carefully soothing her emotions. She gritted her teeth and nodded, but just a few gentle touches caused her body to jerk violently, curling into a ball. She curled her knees, sitting on the edge of the bed, large tears streaming down her face.

"What's wrong?"

he asked carefully. "Did I hurt you?"

She shook her head, tears welling up even more.

He stared blankly at her, as if suddenly realizing something, his expression darkening. "If I'm making you feel pressured, or if you don't like this, then I'm really sorry..."

She shook her head vigorously, tears welling in her eyes, and hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry, I really want to make love with you properly, but I..."

Fang Yuan's body was perfectly normal, except for this final, crucial moment, which she had a strong mental fear of. This was a problem that even she herself couldn't explain. She didn't reject men; she even envied the happiness of two people being intimate and inseparable. But her body always seemed to reject certain things at crucial moments. In fact, the reason Liu Zhen was willing to leave such a beautiful woman at home while he went out to fool around was partly due to his inability to find satisfaction with her.

"Alright, alright, it's okay,"

he gently wiped away her tears. "Actually, it's not bad for us to just lie here like this..."

He gently held her in his arms, whispering sweet nothings in her ear until her emotions gradually stabilized, only then did he dare to continue caressing her perfect body.

The awkward thing was, his halberd was still standing proudly, but her body had already begun to cool.

Ah, truly, how much sorrow can one have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward…

Chapter 26. The Way of Ecstasy

A melodious telephone ring finally broke the awkwardness between the two; it was Liu Qing calling Fang Yuan.

“Where are you guys?”

Liu Qing's voice sounded tired.

“We're having afternoon tea…”

Fang Yuan secretly glanced at Qin Yang, her face flushed.

“Oh, I'm so envious of you guys. I have a meeting in a bit, I'm going to be exhausted…”

Liu Qing sighed, complaining in a coquettish tone.

“By the way, sis, you didn't bully our Qin Yang, did you? Hehe, don't let love turn to hate and take revenge…”

“I didn't…”

Fang Yuan felt Qin Yang's hands suddenly quicken their movements on her naked body; her delicate body trembled, and she desperately bit her lip to keep from crying out.

"Where are you going later? If I finish early, I'll come find you."

Liu Qing seemed oblivious to Fang Yuan's voice suddenly becoming sensitive and trembling.

"I haven't decided yet, I'll call later..."

Fang Yuan hurriedly tried to hang up, because he had already gently turned her over and taken a pink nipple into his mouth. Her voice could easily spiral out of control, turning into a wild, blissful moan.

"Okay, fine. Sis, let him answer the phone..."

"Okay."

Fang Yuan handed the phone to Qin Yang, and then bit his arm, making him wince but not daring to make a sound.

"You dare to tease me!"

she retaliated with mouthing and gestures.

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'm going to have my assistant arrange dinner, I'd like to hear your opinion..."

Liu Qing said gently on the other end of the phone.

"Anything is fine..."

His tongue stiffened a little, because Fang Yuan quietly climbed into his arms and launched a fierce attack on his nipple with her pink tongue.

"No, you have to give me some advice..."

Liu Qing said coquettishly.

"You decide, I'll like whatever you decide..."

Qin Yang gritted his teeth and forced out these words, because Fang Yuan's warm little hand had already quietly grasped his halberd.

"Hehe, what's wrong with you today? I've never heard you talk like that before,"

Liu Qing giggled, this cheesy remark was completely unlike his style. However, she did seem to enjoy it. "Then I'll arrange Japanese food, the Japanese food in Bincheng is quite famous..."

"Okay..."

His body suddenly stiffened, Fang Yuan's eyes seductively hooked his gaze, while her body slowly slid down, her sexy red lips parted into an exaggerated "O" shape...

Ouch! His body jerked violently, almost dropping the phone in his hand.

"Have you missed me..."

Liu Qing was reluctant to put down the phone, so she simply started to act coquettishly.

"Mmm!"

Qin Yang hummed heavily, a warm and moist intensity that made his mind go blank instantly.

"Hehe, what are you doing? Do you have it or not?"

Liu Qing pressed relentlessly.

Fang Yuan stopped paying attention to Qin Yang's expression and focused intently on her own tasks. She felt a little guilty for not letting him experience the ultimate pleasure, so she felt she had to give him some kind of special compensation. She had only ever seen this kind of thing in movies; in reality, she would never do it. But now she held him tightly, intoxicated by the dreamlike temptation.

"Mmm, mmm...yes..."

He felt like he was going crazy. His dream teacher was slowly devouring his body, and this wild stimulation made his body swell infinitely, ready to erupt like a volcano at any moment!

"Hehe, why are you making it sound so forced..."

Liu Qing thought Qin Yang was embarrassed because Fang Yuan was there, but she felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

"Alright, I won't disturb your afternoon tea time any longer,"

Liu Qing laughed crisply, satisfied. "One last question, how about I sleep with you tonight?"

She figured with Fang Yuan around, he wouldn't refuse so easily, so she decided to push her luck.

His face flushed crimson, not only because of Liu Qing's provocative question, but also because the clumsy Fang Yuan had so easily breached his last line of defense.

"Okay!"

He slammed down the phone, letting out a roar, his long-suppressed desire finally erupting!

Liu Qing on the other end of the line paused, then laughed shyly, her face flushed. He really couldn't refuse.

Fang Yuan on this end of the line, bathing in a hot, fragrant milk bath, her eyes filled with affection, her red lips slightly parted, was breathtakingly beautiful, driving anyone mad.

He couldn't believe her beauty could be so wild, so flamboyant, so alluring, so explosive…

When they checked out, the heavily made-up woman scrutinized them, shaking her head in disbelief.

"You've gone over time..."

"Yeah."

Qin Yang and Fang Yuan exchanged a glance and smiled knowingly. It turns out there are many ways to achieve ecstasy; taking the unconventional path can also lead to the summit.

Unbeknownst to them, the city lights outside were already twinkling...

Chapter 27: A Free Feast

Three days had passed in Bincheng. Since that passionate encounter, Fang Yuan had begun to maintain a safe distance from him, leaving the spot next to Qin Yang to the fiery Liu Qing. Having completed her official duties, Liu Qing was also relaxed, flying around him every day, taking him sightseeing and enjoying all kinds of delicious food. Fang Yuan, on the other hand, often found excuses not to go out with them. Liu Qing had also managed to climb into his bed twice, but incredibly, both times she only massaged him and chatted with him; she didn't do anything else. She didn't know where she got so much to talk about, each time enthusiastically pestering him to chat until dawn, only to suddenly realize that she hadn't come to chat in her sexy pajamas.

At Liu Qing's dinner parties, one or two new friends she got along with often joined in. This time, it was Helena. Helena was a business representative for Sober Corporation, and a key figure Liu Qing had just decided to include in her circle of friends.

"We are very interested in you."

The blonde beauty was straightforward and to the point, her gaze fixed on Qin Yang. "Moreover, we are very interested in the research you have led. We believe our research has many commonalities, and before your brilliant presentation the other day, we didn't actually know a clear direction. So, if you need it, we are willing to provide you with all the equipment, personnel, and related conveniences to help you complete your research. Of course, if successful, we hope that Sober Corporation's name will appear in the promotion..."

"What do you say?"

Liu Qing looked at the somewhat shocked Qin Yang. "If you are interested, we can discuss the details of the cooperation. If you are not interested, we and Helena are just having dinner, so you don't need to have any concerns..."

Qin Yang neither nodded nor shook his head.

"If we agree to cooperate, will you send someone to control the research direction and progress?"

Fang Yuan looked at Helena carefully and asked seriously.

“No, as I said, in this field, none of us can match Mr. Qin's abilities and level of expertise, so no one can influence him. The research is entirely in his own hands. Moreover, since the renowned Hughes Medical Institute trusts Mr. Qin so much, we have even less reason to doubt his capabilities…”

Helena spoke confidently, clearly well-prepared this time.

“Where will the experiment be held?”

Fang Yuan’s tone was that of Qin Yang’s agent.

“If Mr. Qin is willing to go to Sweden, we would be more than happy to oblige. There are large research bases and a large number of elite scholars there, which should be helpful to your research. Of course, if Mr. Qin wants to conduct related research in China, we are willing to build a world-class laboratory for him in China.”

“Perhaps the chances of this research succeeding are very slim…”

Qin Yang looked earnestly into Helena’s eyes and said frankly.

“Well, our own success rate isn’t high for this kind of exploratory cutting-edge science…”

Helena’s smile was very frank. “To be honest, what we need more is you. As for the final results of the research, perhaps that’s not so important.”

“If that’s the case, I can give it a try…”

Qin Yang felt very excited. Such an opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime chance, especially since it was a free feast delivered to his door.

“Since you’re interested, I think there are some things I should clarify with Helena beforehand.”

Liu Qing took a sip of tea and said slowly, “We can’t control the experimental process, but the results must be divided. Mr. Qin can share the research results related to dream reproduction with Sober Corporation. However, the research results on human body modification can only belong to Mr. Qin alone…”

Helena paused for a moment, then smiled admiringly at Liu Qing, “You’re a natural negotiation genius… Hehe, let’s discuss that later… I’m hungry now…”

“Your negotiation skills seem pretty good too!”

Liu Qing couldn’t help but laugh as well. As the saying goes, heroes appreciate each other, and so do beautiful women.

Qin Yang felt this was the happiest meal he'd had in years, because his dream was one step closer. A person who had resigned in anger suddenly landing their favorite job felt like a windfall. After two jugs of sake, he felt lightheaded. He only remembered Liu Qing and Fang Yuan taking turns serving him food, supposedly all rare and aphrodisiac ingredients. Helena's smiling face flickered before him, slowly merging with the faces of several beautiful geishas, making him feel that the world was incredibly beautiful at that moment.

His phone rang; it was the Zhongshan Police Station near his rented apartment in Beijing.

"Are you Mr. Qin Yang?"

the caller asked politely.

"Yes, I am."

"Do you have a cousin named Zuo Lan?"

Qin Yang's brain raced, but the alcohol still made him feel indescribably dizzy. "Um..."

He finally managed to recall the little girl who was afraid of the cold.

"Could you please come to our police station?"

"What happened to Zuo Lan?"

A buzzing sound filled his ears, and he sobered up considerably.

"She had a disagreement with her employer, and we're mediating. However, both sides are very angry and say they're going to sue each other."

"That serious?"

"It's hard to explain over the phone. Your family should come in as soon as possible. If mediation fails, we're preparing to send her to the branch office."

"But I'm out of town right now. Can you give me some time?"

Qin Yang suddenly felt like his heart was on fire.

"Find a way as soon as possible!"

The other party seemed to think he was making excuses and became impatient, hanging up the phone casually.

"Who is Zuo Lan?"

Liu Qing and Fang Yuan asked in unison.

Chapter 28: The Spicy Girl.

A girl like Zuo Lan is only gentle to the person she loves. To the man who dared to take advantage of her, she showed the fiery nature of a Sichuan girl, beating him until he was utterly humiliated, like a braised pig's head.

These past few days, Qin Yang's sudden departure had left her restless and unable to eat or sleep. She tried calling the number he left behind, but couldn't get through no matter what. Fortunately, his luggage was still there, so she wasn't completely broken. What bothered her even more was that her family called to say that her brother wanted to get married before the end of the year, but they couldn't come up with the dowry money all at once. They implied that she should find a way.

"How much?"

she asked.

"One hundred thousand," the person

on the other end of the phone said.

Her heart sank. Even if she didn't eat or wear anything, she couldn't get that much money.

Seeing that she didn't respond, the person on the other end of the phone began to sob softly. First, her mother cried, and then her father joined in. Her mind was in complete turmoil. She didn't know how she comforted the elderly couple, nor how she finally agreed.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she wrote down every name that might help her, and crossed out every other name that couldn't. But somehow, the final sheet of paper was filled with Qin Yang's name.

Finally, she remembered the male head of the household—gentle and refined, always polite, and always smiling. He was supposedly an associate professor at a university. Moreover, he lived in a house of over 100 square meters and drove a nice car to work; he should be much richer than Qin Yang. This 100,000 yuan might just be a small sum for him. She gritted her teeth and decided to try asking the man. She was willing to work hard for them for a few more years, even if she earned less money! While

the woman was out taking a bath, she cautiously stood in front of the man. It was best to do this behind the woman's back; women are often petty, and she certainly wouldn't be willing to part with so much money.

The man looked at the young nanny before him, and his heart suddenly pounded. In just a few days, this girl seemed like a completely different person. Not only was she radiant and youthful, but even her eyes and brows had become more relaxed and alluring. She was the epitome of a delicate beauty. He felt a surge of heat. He had just been promoted to associate professor, and this stroke of good fortune had followed his success. He had been struggling lately; his child had just been born, and his wife's health hadn't fully recovered, so he couldn't indulge himself. He hadn't expected such a beautiful woman to come knocking on his door.

Looking at the nanny's tearful pleas, he was tempted. Although he was henpecked, the nanny was right there beside him, offering him the advantage of proximity without arousing suspicion from his family. This prospect made his heart flutter.

He did have some savings, not much, but enough to get the nanny. He returned to his study and pulled out a thick stack of ten thousand yuan from the corner of the bookcase. Looking at the nagging young woman with her eyes wide open, he smiled, pursing his lips. She was just a country girl, never seen the world…

“I don’t have that much on hand right now, you can take this first… I’ll figure out the rest tomorrow…”

He placed the money in her hand, casually taking her hand in his. Her hand was smooth and soft, easily arousing him.

Zuo Lan saw the urge in his eyes, but gritted her teeth and didn’t pull away. 100,000 yuan was no small sum; a touch wouldn’t hurt. However, his hand continued upwards along her arm without hesitation.

“How are you going to thank me…”

His body slowly pressed against hers. She didn’t like his scent and tried to back away, but he pounced on her tightly.

Fine, a hug is fine, after all, it’s 100,000 yuan, and she’s asking him to help her… Zuo Lan felt wronged, her eyes welling with tears.

He held the young woman, his heart pounding wildly; the youthful, intoxicating scent emanating from her intoxicated him. However, at the same time, he began to hesitate. This little girl was so easy to get; wasn't spending ten thousand yuan a waste? He wasn't a seasoned womanizer, but a poor, repressed man, so he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for his earlier efforts.

"If you serve me well, I'll help you raise the money as soon as possible. Of course, your wages at our house are out of the question..."

He felt he had the upper hand, so he didn't care about being even more shameless. People like him, from humble backgrounds, were extremely pragmatic; if there was an opportunity, they'd take advantage first.

Zuo Lan was stunned for a moment, suddenly finding the man in front of her disgusting. His filthy and insidious mentality inexplicably conjured up the image of a dead eunuch in her mind.

His hand had already touched her chest, and seemingly because he considered himself a wealthy man, the force in his hand was inevitably a little stronger—it was hard to tell if it was touching, grabbing, kneading, or tearing...

*Slap!* Without hesitation, Zuo Lan slapped him across the face, instantly swelling half of his cheek. She had helped with chores since childhood, so she was quite strong, especially against cunning hypocrites.

Since things had come to a head, the man stopped pretending and charged at her like a woman, scratching and clawing, trying to force himself on this strong-willed young woman like a martial arts master.

This time, Zuo Lan went all out. She threw money at his face, pinned him down and beat him mercilessly, then slammed the door and left... Her body belonged to Qin Yang; anyone who dared to covet it was asking for death!

The woman who called the police was shocked to see her husband looking like a pig's head when she got home. After some questioning, she learned that her husband had been unfaithful and had received a thorough beating. The woman cried and cursed for a while, then worried that the news would spread and become a laughingstock, affecting her husband's promising future. So, after shedding a few tears, she pulled her good-for-nothing husband aside to discuss a plan. Finally, they agreed on a story: the nanny had stolen money from their house, he caught her, and in a fit of rage, he hit her and ran away…

Qin Yang and Fang Yuan arrived at Zhongshan Police Station the next day at noon. Liu Qing thought it was no big deal about a nanny, so she stayed in Bincheng to discuss the details of the cooperation with Sober Company, leaving Fang Yuan to accompany the anxious Qin Yang back first. Liu Qing knew Fang Yuan had connections in the police system, so she didn't try to steal the credit.

Because Fang Yuan had made a phone call beforehand, when the two entered the police station, no one complained about their lateness; instead, a station chief surnamed Huang personally greeted them.

Chief Huang briefly explained the case, “Both sides are arguing about sexual harassment and theft and assault, and they can't reach an agreement. This topic is also very sensitive, so we're not in a good position to handle it…” Chief Huang

scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed.

"Do we have any solid evidence?"

Fang Yuan asked.

"Well, speaking of evidence, it's very difficult to get proof of sexual harassment, but that man was really badly beaten..."

"What do you plan to do?" "

We're trying to mediate, but both sides seem very adamant and unwilling to back down... You know, once this kind of thing is reported to the branch office, the legal process can be quite complicated... and it might not even be beneficial for Zuo Lan...

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