[Urban] My School Beauty Sister (Complete) - 7-9

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Chapter 40 The Power of a Single Punch

Not long after, Xia Jingmei returned. When she saw the little maid's outfit, her phoenix eyes widened, her expression extremely complex.

To avoid misunderstanding, He Ming naturally told the truth.

Xia Jingmei said meaningfully, "So that's how it is!"

Of

course, after the tutoring session, He Ming inevitably went to find the beautiful Liu again for a passionate encounter.

The next day, Saturday, He Ming slept in naturally, ate breakfast, and then made an excuse to go out. He hadn't forgotten Wei Jie's promise to take him to see that expert from the Tianchong Gang to learn a few moves over the weekend.

He Ming and Wei Jie contacted each other on the phone, agreed on a meeting place, and then left Taoyuan District, taking a taxi to their destination.

Jiangzhou City is roughly divided into east and west districts, separated by a river. Taoyuan Villa District is located in the suburbs of the west district, so He Ming was obviously much closer to the agreed location.

Upon arriving at their destination, He Ming got out of the car. The scene before him was completely unfamiliar; he'd never heard of the place before, and had never been there in a long time. However, in this bustling city where taxis were everywhere, you wouldn't get lost no matter where you went.

After waiting on the street for nearly an hour, Wei Jie finally arrived. As soon as he got out of the car, he started rambling on, ostensibly to introduce the area to He Ming, but his speech quickly turned into a tirade about how powerful the Tianchong Gang was in the western district, and how high his master's position was within the gang. Judging

by his animated manner, it seemed as if he were the boss of the Tianchong Gang himself. He Ming didn't find Wei Jie's boasting particularly objectionable; everyone has a bit of vanity, and he wouldn't be able to guarantee he wouldn't do the same in his place.

Of course, He Ming also gleaned some useful information from his conversation. The Tianchong Gang in the western district was very powerful, its status similar to the Little Knife Gang in the eastern district; no other underworld force dared to overshadow its might.

However, he also understood a principle: even the strongest gangs in reality have their limits. They are nothing like the blatant murderers and robbers depicted in Hong Kong dramas, who even confront the government. This is, after all, a society governed by law. To survive, one must not only restrain their behavior but also establish relationships with influential figures in the legitimate world. Most importantly, one must find a legitimate identity as a cover.

Like the Tianchong Gang, ostensibly the "Budong Group" of Jiangzhou City, primarily engaged in real estate, possessing a complete corporate structure, and appearing to have no connection with the underworld, naturally making it difficult for others to detect any flaws.

The various high-ranking members of the Tianchong Gang naturally correspond to different positions within the "Budong Group."

The person who taught Wei Jie fighting techniques was named He Yong, the right-hand man of a hall master in the Tianchong Gang, equivalent to a deputy manager in the "Budong Group," a very high position within the gang.

"He's from my hometown!"

This was the answer Wei Jie received when He Ming asked him why he knew such an important figure.

"So Wei Jie isn't a native of Jiangzhou City!"

He Ming thought to himself.

Wei Jie led He Ming for more than ten minutes before stopping in front of a glass door with a sign that read "Jia Tianxia Martial Arts Club."

"A martial arts club?"

He Ming was completely unfamiliar with such places and had no idea why they were there. However,

Wei Jie quickly provided the answer.

"This martial arts club is a stronghold of the Tianchong Gang. Brother Wang always

works out there on weekends!"

Wei Jie said, then went inside first. He

Ming followed closely behind. Inside was a long, narrow corridor with human figures

painted Some figures were depicted with their hands outstretched in a "black tiger plucks the heart" pose, others with their legs raised and arms outstretched in a "great roc spreading its wings" pose, and still others bowing in a "scooping the moon from the sea" pose. There were about ten different figures, each capturing the essence of the subject. Their movements were as agile as a startled dragon, and their stillness as steady as an ancient pine. It was unclear who had created them, but the artistry was truly first-rate.

He Ming looked at the patterns with curiosity. The movements were even more precise than those of the masters in martial arts TV dramas. He wondered if they were copied from a martial arts manual left behind by some great figure!

Stepping out of the hall, the view suddenly opened up. It was a large hall, about the size of two basketball courts, with hundreds of people gathered in various places. The noise and the sounds of hitting were intertwined. Various instruments were set up in every corner, but he didn't recognize any of them.

He Ming followed Wei Jie to a corner where many sandbags were hanging. The closer he got, the more shocked he became, because muffled thuds that seemed to shake the entire air were coming from that direction.

He Ming looked closely and saw that the person hitting the sandbags at the same frequency as the sound was a young man wearing a white vest. He wasn't tall, just over 1.7 meters, but he was very strong. He had broad shoulders and a thick waist, and the muscles on his bare arms were clearly defined, showing the power contained in his hands. Indeed, every time he punched, the sandbags swung in an exaggerated arc. Although the sound wasn't loud, it carried a long distance.

Wei Jie led He Ming straight to the young man and called out, "Brother Wang!"

"Oh, you're here, Little Wei!"

The burly young man stopped what he was doing, glanced at Wei Jie, and then turned his gaze to He Ming: "This is the He Ming you told me about, right?"

"Yes!"

Wei Jie nodded, then said to He Ming, "This is Brother Wang Yong!"

"Yes, Brother Wang, hello!"

He Ming didn't dare to be negligent and quickly responded. Judging from his imposing manner just now, this Wang Yong was indeed extraordinary. If he could learn a few moves from him, he would have a fighting chance against others' retaliation in the future.

"Hello to you too!"

The burly young man had a bright smile on his face, appearing approachable, a stark contrast to his fierce demeanor when he was hitting the sandbag.

"I heard you came here to learn fighting techniques from me?"

Without any preamble, Wang Yong said directly.

"..."

He Ming was momentarily stunned by this direct and to-the-point conversation, but he quickly felt a surge of joy: "Since Wang Yong knows my purpose, he must have heard about it from Wei Jie beforehand. If he hadn't agreed to teach me, he wouldn't have let Wei Jie bring me here."

Understanding the intricacies, He Ming quickly nodded and said, "Yes, thank you so much, Brother Wang!"

"Don't be so formal, Wei Jie's friend is my friend!"

Wang Yong laughed heartily, then his expression suddenly turned serious: "Now you must answer one question seriously. Do you want to learn some fighting techniques from me, simply to have some self-defense capabilities, or do you want to become a very skilled fighter?"

"Of course, the more skilled the better!"

He Ming quickly made his decision; what man wouldn't want to be the best?

“Alright, since that’s the case, I’ll tell you how to become a really strong person!”

Wang Yong began to speak eloquently: “To be a better fighter than the average person, the most important things are two aspects: first, physical fitness; second, technique. Physical fitness determines the power of your attacks, while skillful technique allows you to overcome stronger opponents. It’s like the internal energy and techniques in martial arts novels; only by possessing both can you be invincible.”

He Ming listened quietly, feeling that what Wang Yong said actually made a lot of sense.

“Come with me!”

Wang Yong suddenly spoke and turned to leave.

He Ming and Wei Jie quickly followed behind.

The three of them stood in front of a machine, and Wang Yong began to explain: "This is called a punching force meter. You can understand its function from the name. Try punching that soft spot on it and show me."

He Ming nodded, then focused his energy in his dantian and slammed his fist into the punching force meter. A number on the instrument-like device above it jumped and then stopped in the blink of an eye.

He Ming leaned closer to take a closer look; it was "168." He didn't know what this number represented.

"An ordinary adult male's punching force is over 100 kilograms, which is at least 200 pounds. You've only achieved 168, which is less than an ordinary adult's, let alone what a so-called strongman would do!"

Wei Jie explained.

PS: Please give flowers!

Chapter 41 Tianzhong Gang, the Winner Takes All (Part 1)

He Ming didn't feel too annoyed. After all, 200 pounds was the punching power of an adult, and he was only fourteen years old.

"Heh, if someone has a grudge against you, they won't show mercy just because you're old!"

Seeing He Ming's nonchalant attitude, Wang Yong couldn't help but taunt him.

He Ming suddenly realized something, cursing himself for being so foolish. If you want to become strong, how can you use age as a barrier? This Wang guy was absolutely right. In social feuds, who cares how old you are!

"Bang!"

Wang Yong crouched slightly, his feet gripping the ground like steel claws, his muscular right arm rising as he punched the force gauge. A huge thud echoed throughout the club, the ground seemingly shaking.

He Ming stared blankly at the force gauge, then mumbled the number—"440."

"I heard you have a grudge against Lü Chuan!"

Wang Yong said, stopping his attack.

"Yeah!"

He Ming snapped out of his shock and nodded dumbly.

"Don't think my punch is anything special. In Lu Chuan's godfather's Little Knife Gang, there are at least twenty people with this kind of strength. If they wanted revenge, you wouldn't stand a chance!"

Wang Yong's expression was serious, his attack undisguised, yet his face showed no contempt, revealing him as a man of considerable refinement.

He Ming was dumbfounded. Nearly four hundred pounds might not sound like much, but it was more than twice the strength of an adult male—a monstrous feat. He hadn't expected the Little Knife Gang to have so many powerful figures, while he himself weighed less than two hundred pounds. To think he could fight Lu Chuan was utterly presumptuous.

"Brother Wang, how long would it take to reach your level?"

Despite his disappointment, He Ming asked with a glimmer of hope.

"With ordinary training, it would take at least ten years, and possibly several decades!"

Wang Yong said, enunciating each word clearly.

He Ming was instantly stunned. He understood the implications of ten years; anything could happen in that time. He might have already been killed by the Little Knife Gang.

"Am I destined to rely on others for protection from now on?"

He Ming sighed inwardly. What man doesn't want to be powerful?

"Brother Wang, time's up!"

Just as He Ming was making a final attempt to ask if there was a shortcut, a tall, thin young man in his early twenties ran over to Wang Yong and said.

"Okay, go and ask the non-gang members to leave first, then invite everyone over!"

Wang Yong nodded and instructed.

The tall, thin young man took the order and quickly turned and ran off.

He Ming and Wei Jie exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's meaning. Since they had already given the non-gang members the order to leave, should they go?

"It's alright, you can stay!"

Wang Yong spoke up at the right moment, showing that he was good at reading people.

A moment later, only about half the people in the club remained, about seventy or eighty people. They quickly gathered around and sat down in neat rows, the surroundings unusually quiet.

He Ming and Wei Jie decided it was inappropriate for them to stand with Wang Yong right now, so they sat down to the side, keeping a distance from the Tianchong Gang members.

The atmosphere in the club was eerily quiet. He Ming sighed inwardly; the scene before him reminded him of a fight scene in a kung fu movie. The Tianchong Gang truly lived up to its reputation as the boss of the West District; the quality of its members was far superior to that of ordinary thugs! There was no whispering, not even a glance around!

Now, only Wang Yong remained standing in the entire club, facing a row of underworld members exuding a chilling aura. However, he was calm, his eyes flashing with cold light, his burly body like a lurking beast. Although he didn't move at all, he emanated a terrifying aura, his mere presence suppressing the dozens of people in front of him.

"He Ming, come here!"

Wang Yong's first words were a call to He Ming.

He Ming hesitated for a moment, then stood up somewhat awkwardly and walked to Wang Yong's side. Looking at the Tianchong Gang members below, who exuded a menacing aura, he felt as if countless mosquitoes were biting him, making it impossible for him to remain calm. He rarely faced so many people at once, especially a group of gangsters.

"Let me introduce you all. This is my good brother, He Ming, a student from No. 1 High School. He's very loyal, and we'll all look out for each other in the future,"

Wang Yong said, patting He Ming on the shoulder.

"Brother Wang's brothers are our brothers!"

"Loyal? I like loyal people the most!"

"Little Brother He, come find me if you ever need anything!"

...

The group below immediately softened their expressions, a stark contrast to before, all becoming approachable.

He Ming forced a smile and nodded, truly puzzled as to why Wang Yong valued him so much on their first meeting, giving him such face. This introduction at least made him acquainted with these dozens of Tianchong Gang members; perhaps they would even lend a hand if he encountered trouble in the future.

"Come sit down!"

Wang Yong patted He Ming's shoulder again.

He Ming was more than happy to oblige and quickly ran to sit down next to Wei Jie.

Wang Yong's expression suddenly turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "The reason why the Tianchong Gang has been able to endure for so many years is because it has always adhered to one principle: the strong rule.

I, Wang Yong, have gotten to where I am today not because of connections, nor because of money, but because of my fists."

Wang Yong punched his left palm a few times with his right fist, making a "slap slap" sound, and then said, "A couple of days ago, a brother said he wanted to challenge me, and I'm happy to see that!"

Upon hearing this, the people below immediately erupted in discussion. Some said he was overestimating himself, some said he was audacious, but no one was optimistic about the challenger.

"The strong rule?"

Looking at the scene before him, He Ming murmured these four words. He hadn't expected the Tianchong Gang to be so peculiar, still using this rule of "heroes are determined by their strength" in this kind of society.

However, after thinking about it, he felt relieved. Although this was no longer the era of cold weapons, in a society where weapons were strictly controlled, the only way to determine who was stronger, apart from other objective conditions, was to look at physical fighting ability.

"Gao Benzhi!"

As Wang Yong called out a name, a young man stood up from among the Tianchong Gang members who were sitting cross-legged on the ground. He looked to be under twenty years old, about 1.75 meters tall, and not particularly strong, but his face was very handsome, with sharp features and fair skin—the epitome of a prince charming in the eyes of girls. However, his arrogant yet sinister expression gave off an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

"Gao Benzhi's proactive challenge to his superiors should be encouraged. So, regardless of winning or losing, I hope everyone will learn from him. After all, competition leads to progress!"

Wang Yong's expression was serious, not like he was putting on an act.

"Everyone, today I, Wang Yong, once again promise that if I lose the competition to Gao Benzhi, I will give him the position of deputy hall master. I will not go back on my word. Please bear witness!"

Wang Yong's voice suddenly rose high, echoing in the hall.

He Ming felt a surge of admiration. Wang Yong wasn't angry about the challenge from his subordinates; instead, he made a promise before the competition, showing that he was an upright and honest person.

"Ready? Come on!"

Wei Jie gestured with one hand behind his back, indicating "please."

Gao Benzhi didn't say much, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and assumed a fighting stance.

Chapter 42 Tianchong Gang, the Winner Takes All (Part Two)

The two faced off for a moment before Gao Benzhi made the first move. He quickly took two large steps forward and threw a punch at Wang Yong's face. The speed and ferocity of his movements were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Wang Yong remained calm and composed. He slightly tilted his head to dodge, and at the same time, he took a small step forward with his left foot, bent his right leg, and delivered a fierce knee strike to his opponent's waist.

Gao Benzhi missed his first strike but did not panic. He changed his fist to a palm and slashed at Wang Yong's neck.

In what seemed like a mutually destructive situation, Wang Yong, standing on one leg, reacted with astonishing speed. He leaned to the side, almost parallel to the ground, neutralizing his opponent's attack. Simultaneously, he extended his right leg, changing the strike into a pull, instantly aiming for Gao Benzhi's abdomen.

Gao Benzhi was no pushover either. When the leg was less than ten centimeters from Wang Yong's, he bent backward, bracing himself with his hands on the ground, executing a perfect backflip to avoid the fierce kick. Then, with a simultaneous exertion of both hands, he performed a backflip.

After this series of movements, Wang Yong and Gao Benzhi were almost eerily aligned, facing opposite directions.

Almost simultaneously, both leaped into the air, sweeping their legs at each other. Their feet collided in mid-air with a muffled thud.

After the attack, Wang Yong landed on the ground, but without pausing, he lunged forward with a flying kick.

Gao Benzhi frowned slightly, not retaliating, and quickly retreated. His steps were unsteady, clearly indicating he had been injured in the previous clash.

This showed that Wang Yong had the upper hand in terms of physical strength.

Seizing the opportunity, seeing his opponent showed no sign of giving up, Wang Yong didn't stop, taking a few more steps forward and sweeping his leg towards Gao Benzhi's upper body

. Gao Benzhi didn't retreat an inch; instead, he slightly turned his body, his left hand curling into a claw-like shape, forcefully grabbing Wang Yong's ankle. However, the force caused him to stagger to one side.

But every cloud has a silver lining; this stumble instantly pulled Wang Yong forward as well, leaving him on one leg like a comical "fighting cock."

Gao Benzhi quickly reacted, his left hand lashing forward while his right fist clenched, striking Wang Yong's abdomen with thunderous force.

Wang Yong, momentarily losing his balance due to Gao Benzhi's pull, leaned forward, seemingly about to suffer a severe abdominal injury. However, at this crucial moment, he demonstrated his true worth as a deputy hall master.

Wang Yong extended one hand, fingers slightly bent, and accurately caught Gao Benzhi's incoming fist. Although his attack was hasty, he possessed superior strength, not only not pushing Gao Benzhi forward but also holding back some power. With a sudden exertion of his palm, he instantly deflected Gao Benzhi's fist backward.

The pain in his wrist caused Gao Benzhi to reflexively bend his arm. He tried to reach forward with his other hand to help, but Wang Yong didn't give him a chance to react.

Wang Yong lunged forward, grabbing Gao Benzhi's arm with his left hand and twisting it behind his back with his right.

Gao Benzhi remained unyielding; he bent his left elbow and delivered a powerful blow to his opponent behind him.

Wang Yong was clearly prepared. He stepped back slightly to avoid the attack, then grabbed Gao Benzhi's arm, twisted it, and used one hand to hold it down while the other encircled Gao's neck, tightening the noose.

Gao Benzhi struggled desperately, but being outmatched, his efforts were futile. After a long while, his face turned a strange dark red from lack of oxygen. With no other option, he surrendered: "I give up!"

Wang Yong released his grip, patted Gao Benzhi's shoulder, and said, "Not bad, I didn't expect you to be so strong. I almost lost to you!"

Gao Benzhi rubbed his neck, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and without saying anything more, walked towards the crowd.

He Ming was still reeling from the shock. The skills of Wang and Gao had completely overturned his understanding of modern people. Their lightning-fast reactions, agile movements, and ruthless attacks were beyond the reach of ordinary people. If Wei Jie was a master, then these two were grandmasters!

Wang Yong didn't seem to care about Gao Benzhi's rudeness. He then laughed heartily at the gang members below and said, "Looks like I, Wang Yong, am lucky to have managed to keep my position as deputy hall master!"

He Ming secretly clicked his tongue. This Wang Yong was indeed a seasoned veteran; his words were eloquent and never arrogant, yet they inexplicably made people like him.

"Alright, Gao Benzhi's challenge has set a good precedent. If any brother wants to offer some guidance in the future, just ask. We're all brothers; consider it a friendly spar. Winning or losing doesn't matter!"

After saying this, Wang Yong waved his hand and said, "Alright, everyone, disperse!"

"Brother Wang, you're really amazing!"

He Ming's words weren't flattery; they were a genuine exclamation.

"Hehe, amazing? You haven't seen how amazing they are yet!"

Wang Yong smiled, neither confirming nor denying.

He Ming was stunned. Indeed, in the Tianchong Gang, the winner takes all. The hall masters and deputy leaders above them were even more powerful. He couldn't imagine what level these people had reached!

The three wandered around the club for a while, and He Ming couldn't help but ask, "Brother Wang, is there any way to increase physical strength in a short period of time?"

Wang Yong didn't answer, looked around, and then said, "Let's find a place to talk slowly!"

He Ming's eyes lit up, feeling there was definitely a chance, so he quickly nodded.

Next, the three went out, and led by Wang Yong, they got into a taxi and left "Jia Tianxia Martial Arts Club".

More than ten minutes later, the car stopped. In front of them was a very ordinary residential area. The apartment buildings weren't tall, about ten stories. Although they weren't old, they didn't even have elevators, making them several levels worse than Jincheng Residential Area.

Wang Yong took the lead, leading He Ming and Wei Jie to the third floor. He opened a door on one side, went inside, and said, "This is my home, come in and sit down!"

He Ming looked around. The room wasn't spacious. Although it was fully furnished, it seemed very plain, not at all luxurious.

He Ming and Wei Jie sat down on the sofa in the middle of the room. Wang Yong took two bottles of drinks from the kitchen and handed them to the two of them before sitting down as well.

The three chatted for a few minutes, and just as He Ming was getting impatient, Wang Yong stood up again and went into a room. A few minutes later, he came out carrying an exquisite box.

Wang Yong sat down, carefully opened the box, took out a small booklet about the size of a palm, and placed it in front of He Ming.

"What's this?"

He Ming asked curiously.

"Open it and take a look!"

Wang Yong simply ordered.

He Ming glanced at Wei Jie beside him and noticed that Wei Jie showed no curiosity, only a faint smile. He concluded that the young man had definitely already read the booklet, so he picked it up.

The booklet was thin, yellowed, and showed faint signs of wear and tear, indicating it had been through many years. Inside, there were only about ten title pages, each thick and seemingly rough but smooth to the touch, of excellent quality and without any damage. It contained drawings of human figures in bizarre poses that would be difficult for ordinary people to achieve. There were also some small prints beside the pages, but they were neither in Chinese nor English; the prints were so strange that they were completely illegible.

Just then, Wang Yong began to explain: "That was last December. The gang received a tip from an informant that a rival gang had hired a skilled assassin to kill the gang leader. This person lived in the Old Banyan Tree Alley.

Knowing the seriousness of the situation, the gang immediately sent people to keep watch. Finally, after a few nights, they found an opportunity. Led by Vice Gang Leader Qin, along with over a hundred brothers, including our gang leader, they surrounded him in a secluded alley.

The man was tall, with slightly dark skin, and his features were quite different from ours; he was clearly of brown race. He faced so many armed men alone without fear, charging in like a demon.

After knocking down several brothers with his bare hands, he picked up a dropped watermelon knife and fought with increasing ferocity, unstoppable, quickly cutting down more than ten of our men.

Seeing how fierce he was..." "Qin, the deputy gang leader, personally stepped in and temporarily blocked his attack, but he was quickly stabbed several times."

Wei Jie paused, his eyes filled with shock, and said, "You know, at that time, Gang Leader Qin was one of the top experts in the gang, much stronger than I am now, yet he was no match for this man. The three hall masters around him, seeing the situation was dire, also joined the battle.

However, even the most powerful people in this world are only mortals, and they don't have three heads and six arms. Under the siege of four experts and many brothers, that man finally fell. However, our side also suffered heavy losses. Deputy Gang Leader Qin was killed in action, and only one of the three hall masters survived, and he was severely injured!"

He Ming was shocked. There was such a powerful person in this world; it was simply an existence defying the heavens.

"And this booklet fell from that foreigner's body!"

Wei Jie took a deep breath, and after his expression calmed down a bit, he said.

"What?"

He Ming suddenly felt the booklet in his hand suddenly become several times heavier.

"The scene was chaotic. The man had been stabbed several times during the fierce fight, one of which tore his pocket, and this thing fell out. I don't know if anyone noticed it, but no one picked it up. I knew that something dropped by a master must be extraordinary, so I picked it up without thinking!"

Wei Jie's expression suddenly became somewhat cheerful. "Later, I took it home and looked at it every day, but I couldn't understand its meaning. I always felt a little uneasy, so I copied down some of the text and consulted various people about its meaning. Unexpectedly, the final result was that it was Sanskrit. Comparing the content with the illustrations, it could be basically determined that this booklet recorded a kind of Indian yoga.

At the time, of course, I didn't know what yoga was." I looked up what Yoga was online and learned it was a method of physical exercise, similar to Kung Fu, that could improve health.

Combined with the foreigner's impressive performance that night, I became even more convinced of its extraordinary nature. So, I started practicing the movements described, and to my surprise, I saw initial results in less than a month. In just six months, I've climbed to my current position as deputy hall master.

After saying this, Wang Yong couldn't help but sigh, "Heh, fate is a strange thing. Who would have thought a stranger would change my life!"

He Ming stared at the patterns on the screen, excited as if he had found a treasure. If practicing Yoga really had such good results, wouldn't he be able to quickly become stronger?

Chapter 43: The Secret, the Hope to Overthrow the Lü Family

"Brother Wang, such an important thing, you…"

Although He Ming was excited, he hadn't lost his ability to think. There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. How could Wang Yong possibly show off something so precious to someone he'd just met?

"Is it just because of my relationship with Wei Jie?"

He Ming felt this reason was far-fetched.

"Hmm..."

Wang Yong hesitated, a troubled look on his face.

"Brother Wang, just say what's on your mind!"

He Ming asked, but inwardly thought this was definitely not a free lunch.

"Hey, Wei Jie and I are good brothers. It's our first meeting, so I should give you a gift. I really shouldn't make any demands. But I have a problem that only you can help me with, so I have to shamelessly ask!"

Wang Yong hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said.

"Brother Wang, don't be so polite. If you just give me something so precious, I absolutely cannot accept it. Just tell me what you need! As long as it's within my ability, I'll definitely do it!"

He Ming felt that Wang Yong's behavior was quite manly, so making friends with such a person was a good thing. Besides, he really wanted this little picture book.

"It's a long story. Seven years ago, I had just started high school in Jiangzhou. Because of our poverty, my parents came here to work. My father went to work on a construction site, and my mother worked as a waitress in a restaurant.

The wages on the construction site were indeed quite considerable for farmers, but if you couldn't get them in your hands, it was all for naught.

In the twelfth lunar month of the previous year, with the New Year just around the corner, the construction site kept delaying payment, and they hadn't paid a single penny of their wages for the past six months. My family usually lived on the few hundred yuan my mother earned at the restaurant. It was a miracle if we didn't fall into debt, let alone have anything left over. Buying New Year's goods was a minor matter; the most important thing was that after the New Year..." The tuition was due, and there was no way to pay it.

My dad pleaded with the construction workers, but they just wouldn't give it to him. Finally, annoyed by their persistent questioning, he said, "I'll pay you after the New Year."

Having no other option, my dad gave up, and the whole family had a frugal New Year.

But no one expected that after the New Year, with school starting soon, my dad went back to the construction site to ask for the money, and the boss refused again without any reason, saying that the construction site's expenses were too high and he couldn't pay temporarily. "

At this point, Wang Yong's face couldn't hide his deep hatred, his eyes bulging slightly, and he said, "They're really lying to fools! A boss of such a big construction site can't even come up with a few thousand yuan?"

"Of course, my dad wasn't the only one owed wages at the construction site, but seeing him take the lead, others swarmed in, and a conflict quickly broke out. After things calmed down, the boss was hit on the head by someone, so he called the police."

When the police arrived, they didn't ask any questions; they just kept saying they were going to arrest the ringleaders. And just like that, my dad was taken to the police station.

Wang Yong's breathing was rapid, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey. He took a deep breath, and once his expression calmed down a bit, he said, "My mom and I initially thought this wasn't a big deal, and since we were in the right, we figured at most we'd get a small fine, and my dad would be released.

But we were wrong. The court quickly ruled that my dad had committed a bunch of crimes, including intentional assault, endangering public safety, and a whole bunch of other offenses. He was sentenced to thirty years in prison. In court, my dad desperately protested his innocence, but no one paid any attention. I still remember the guilty look in his eyes when he looked at my mom and me.

My mom couldn't bear the blow; from then on, she was constantly sick, and with the added burden of supporting my schooling, she was overworked and soon passed away! So I dropped out of school!" "

Wang Yong, a grown man, even had tears welling up in his eyes as he spoke. There's a saying that goes, 'A man doesn't easily shed tears, unless he's truly heartbroken!'

He Ming's heart was also heavy. He had always thought this was a society governed by law, but he hadn't expected it to be so rife with injustice.

'I felt it was utterly unfair, so in the days that followed, I consulted many lawyers, and not one of them disagreed with the judgment being so illogical!

Hearing these affirmations, I became increasingly suspicious. After a few years in the underworld, I was introduced to the Tianchong Gang, and using this connection, I asked some well-connected gang members to help me investigate. Sure enough, not long after, the answer came back: the construction site boss was actually Mayor Lü's brother! It was because of this connection that my father received such a heavy sentence!'" "

Wei Jie finally managed to explain the whole thing. He wiped his face with both hands, and after calming down a bit, he turned to He Ming and said, "So, Brother He, I need your help. Wei Jie said you're Mayor Chen's son. Could you talk to him about this and get my father's case overturned?"

"Uh..."

He Ming hesitated. Even if Chen Junyan listened to him, he was only the vice mayor; how could he go head-to-head with the mayor?

"I know what you're worried about, but I can tell you clearly that as long as you make the connection, Vice Mayor Chen will definitely be willing and able to help me!"

Wang Yong said, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

"What?"

He Ming didn't understand what Wang Yong meant.

"Because Lü Zhenbing won't be in the mayor's position for long."

Wei Jie chuckled coldly and said, "I know the Chen family and the Lü family have always been at odds. Recently, one of our brothers successfully turned a core member of the Little Knife Gang against us. He knows the hidden relationship between the Little Knife Gang and Lü Zhenbing, the many illegal activities they've engaged in, and how to find evidence! If

we obtain the evidence and make it public, Lü Zhenbing will definitely be finished. This is equivalent to indirectly giving Vice Mayor Chen a huge hand. With his position, reopening a case will be incredibly easy; no one will stand in his way!"

He Ming was shocked. If Mayor Lü really stepped down, Lü Chuan's threat to him would be significantly reduced. Who knew what terrible fate awaited a government official who was connected with a gang?

"Alright, I will definitely tell him what you said. Don't worry!" He

Ming was overjoyed. If things went smoothly, his worries would be greatly reduced.

Having made the "deal," Wang Yong directly gave the booklet to He Ming. He hadn't kept it himself because he had memorized it completely over time and didn't need to look at it again.

Wei Jie, as expected of Wang Yong's good brother, had already read it and understood that his current skills were largely due to Indian yoga.

He Ming was ecstatic, clutching his heart tightly, afraid of hurting it, yet also afraid of losing it.

However, after his initial excitement subsided, he thought of a problem and asked Wang Yong, "Brother Wang, I don't know Sanskrit, how can I know how to practice?"

Wang Yong smiled slightly and said, "You don't need to understand the meaning of the words. It basically describes the specific effects of each image. You just need to follow the actions shown." "

Finally, he added: 'Remember, try to follow the pattern as closely as possible, not to do it perfectly the first time. These are difficult movements that ordinary people can't do, so don't be impatient. You can only proceed step by step. If you have time, do it as many times as possible each day, because that will improve your physical fitness faster. But don't be too eager to improve, or you will hurt your body.'

'Oh!'

He Ming nodded obediently. He dared not be careless about such a matter.

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'Brother He, tell Mayor Chen that as long as he can help my gang, I will try my best to persuade the gang's leaders to get the evidence!'

As he left, Wang Yong couldn't help but mention it again.

'Hmm!'

He Ming nodded. He understood what Wang Yong meant. Wasn't he just trying to warn him, 'If you don't help me, I won't take getting that guy surnamed Lü off the stage seriously'?" "

However, Wang Yong's words were so tactful, clearly out of consideration for their friendship. Since the other party had gone to such lengths, why should he be petty?

He Ming knew very well that Chen Junyan would definitely agree to this matter. Taking down the Lü family would mean that Jincheng's shares would lose a powerful competitor.

He Ming said goodbye to Wang Yong and the two walked aimlessly through the streets.

"Old He, I told Brother Wang that you're Mayor Chen's son. I know he's been trying to find a way out because of his father's imprisonment, which is really pitiful. I thought Mayor Chen might be able to help, so I mentioned it when I was talking about you."

Wei Jie said somewhat apologetically, knowing that He Ming had warned him not to tell outsiders casually.

"It's alright, brothers, why would I mind!" "

He Ming smiled slightly. To be honest, when Wang Yong directly asked him to ask Chen Jun for help, he guessed it was Wei Jie who said it. At first, he was indeed a little bothered, but now that he knew the reason, he didn't have any resentment anymore. After all, Wang Yong's situation was indeed very pitiful.

"Hehe, that's good!"

Wei Jie was obviously relieved, but just then, his phone rang, so he took it out and borrowed a phone.

"Uh, sorry, Lao He, my mom wants me to go back and do my homework!"

Wei Jie said apologetically.

"Oh, then go ahead." He

Ming was somewhat regretful. He had originally planned to ask Wei Jie to arrange a meeting with Zhu Wanguan over the weekend, but it seemed he would have to find another opportunity.

After saying goodbye to Wei Jie, He Ming didn't linger on the street. He took a taxi home, fully aware of his current status and the need to be cautious in everything he did. Being too reckless might lead to further trouble.

Back in Taoyuan District, He Ming entered the villa and found the television in the living room blaring, but no one in sight. He didn't think much of it and quickly went upstairs. However, as soon as he stepped into the quiet hallway, he heard faint female voices. He

listened carefully; the voices were very soft, yet they sounded familiar, like Xia Jingmei's, but also strangely unfamiliar, yet somehow familiar.

"Whose voice is that?"

He Ming racked his brains, but couldn't recall anything. Puzzled, he followed the sound,

subconsciously walking quietly. When he reached the end of the path, he discovered the sound was coming from his adoptive parents' room.

He Ming pressed his ear against the door, and the conversation inside became much clearer.

"Wow, Sister Xia, these clothes are so beautiful!"

"If they're so pretty

, I'll give them all to you!" "Uh, who could wear a design like this out in public? Besides, are you really planning to give up?"

"What can I do? I've worn each outfit at least ten times, but it just doesn't work!"

"What do you mean 'weared' at least ten times? Did you just wear them for him to see? Have you forgotten the body language I mentioned?"

"Uh, this..."

"Please, Sister Xia! What time is it? You're still being so reserved. I should have told you two to break up long ago, but you're so petty, fixated on that Yang, the impotent mayor, and now you're pretending to be reserved. This concerns your lifelong happiness!"

...

Listening to the words, He Ming finally realized, wasn't this the busty beauty named Su Xue? From their last conversation, it seemed she was a doctor, so Xia Jingmei invited her to offer some advice on treating Chen Junyan's impotence.

He Ming squatted down slightly and peered through the small hole in the doorknob, wanting to see what the two beautiful women were doing inside.

Because it was daytime, the room was very bright. A large bed faced the door in the middle. Xia Jingmei sat on one side of the bed, dressed in a very revealing style. Her long, cloud-like hair was styled into a bun and placed behind her head, revealing her stunningly beautiful face, as if it had been sculpted by a master artist. Her features were soft yet sculpted, exuding a noble beauty. A few strands of her hair fell down, making her milky-white neck appear even whiter. She wore a white tank top with a V-neck that revealed a large expanse of her snow-white breasts and delicate collarbones, making her look incredibly alluring. Her two perky breasts were perfectly shaped and seemed ready to burst out, with a deep cleavage that was incredibly captivating. The thin straps could not cover her fair shoulders, and her two jade-like arms were fully exposed, crystal white and dazzlingly beautiful.

She wore a grey pleated mini-skirt, which rode up slightly from her seated position, creating a gap between the hem and the bed. At the edge of the gap, one could vaguely see her round, pert buttocks, perfectly shaped and alluringly curved.

Her thighs were long and shapely, gently pressed together, clad in ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings, like a second skin, adding a touch of mystery and allure, making one yearn to tear them open and explore.

On her two delicate, jade-like feet adorned a pair of brand-new, greyish-white, stiletto-heeled sandals. The slender straps connected at the heels, looped around her exquisite ankles, and converged at the smooth, white insteps. Every few centimeters, a delicate plum blossom-shaped openwork pattern adorned the design, with three thin straps extending from each side to wrap around her feet. The minimal use of material ensured both coolness and beauty; the ingenious design was breathtaking. The heels, thinner than chopsticks and about ten centimeters high, were a metallic sheen that almost reflected the surroundings, creating a striking visual contrast that added immeasurable sophistication.

These were exceptionally beautiful high heels, ones most women wouldn't dare wear, as they wouldn't accentuate the beauty of their feet but would instead highlight any flaws.

However, Xia Jingmei was undeniably a natural beauty, flawless in every way. These exquisite shoes became mere embellishments on her feet, only enhancing their beauty.

On the other side of the bed stood Su Xue, a busty beauty. Because of the weather, she was dressed in a similarly revealing outfit today. Her long, black hair, tied into two ponytails, hung down to her waist. Slightly younger than Xia Jingmei, her facial features were softer. While beautiful, she also possessed a touch of innocence. Her eyebrows were delicate and graceful, and her large, bright eyes were deep and clear. Adorned with fluttering eyelashes, they appeared dreamy and enchanting, like stars in the night sky, constantly telling a story. Her small mouth was bright red and tender, as if sweet saliva could seep out at any moment. Her entire face was as white as fine porcelain, without a single flaw.

Her top was a short-sleeved t-shirt with a "Pleasant Goat" pattern, cool and playful, revealing her jade-like arms. Although as white and tender as lotus roots, they were not short and thick at all, but slender like willows swaying in the wind. Her full breasts formed an exaggerated curve, their perfect shape making people drool. Her slender

waist was so small that it could be encircled with one hand, creating a strong contrast and showing the perfection of her figure. She wore a pair of red casual skinny jeans, the thin fabric clinging to her skin. Her pert buttocks were perfectly curved, and her long, slender legs were highlighted, making them appear even more flawless. Her undulating curves were like those of a mannequin in a clothing store, her golden ratio figure impeccable.

On her delicate, jade-like feet were a pair of brand-new, milky-white high-heeled sandals. The slender straps glided across her fair insteps, subtly covering a small patch of skin, yet adding a touch of elegance and preventing the shoes from looking too plain. The delicate heels accentuated her alluring figure.

On the large bed between them lay a multitude of garments: pristine white nurse's uniforms, formal school uniforms, elegant flight attendant attire, and dignified teacher's uniforms…

Despite the variety, they all shared three common characteristics: First, the skirts were extremely short—barely covering the hips, and any slight movement would surely expose them; second, the fabric was incredibly thin, like a second skin, without appearing clumsy; third, the waist design was extremely form-fitting, perfectly outlining every part of a woman with a great figure—a true temptation for men.

Such clothing couldn't possibly be worn by regular employees, so the only possibility is that it was custom-made.

Just as He Ming was sizing up the two, the murmurs inside continued.

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"What restraint? It's just that some of the things you taught me were really... you know... I..."

Xia Jingmei retorted somewhat indignantly.

"Really what? He's your husband, what are you afraid of?"

Su Xue, who had been constantly rummaging through the clothes on the bed, stopped when she heard Xia Jingmei's words, her face full of disappointment.

"I can't do it! Every time I muster up the courage to try, but when it comes to the crucial moment, I just can't bring myself to do it!"

Xia Jingmei seemed to have thought of the situation, a faint blush appearing on her pretty face, making her look extremely alluring.

"Sigh! I really can't do anything with you. After so long, you still haven't mastered it. Okay, tell me, which steps are you afraid to do?"

Su Xue asked helplessly.

"It's so embarrassing to actively tease and flirt with him!"

Xia Jingmei's cheeks flushed even more, seemingly burning. She reached out her delicate hand and touched her beautiful face.

"Sigh!"

Su Xue shook her head. After a moment's thought, a sudden idea appeared on her face. "How about this," she said, "you try it on me first, and once you're used to it, then try it on him!"

"This..."

Xia Jingmei looked up at the busty beauty with some surprise.

"What is this? This is the only way. You're only around thirty years old. Generally speaking, a woman has at least another ten or twenty years of sexual happiness ahead of her. You can't just let it pass by like this!"

Su Xue seemed a little annoyed.

"Uh, okay, it seems like this is the only way!"

Xia Jingmei took a deep breath and said.

"Alright, take off your clothes!"

Su Xue picked up a teacher's uniform and threw it at her.

"What for?"

Xia Jingmei asked in confusion.

"For the experiment, of course, what else!"

Su Xue said irritably.

"Right now?"

Xia Jingmei asked incredulously.

"What time is it if not now? Do you expect me to come to your house at night to do the experiment?"

Su Xue retorted.

"No way, it's broad daylight!"

Xia Jingmei was clearly unwilling to do such a thing in broad daylight.

"What are you afraid of? There's no man in the house. Stop talking nonsense. If you keep nagging, I won't take care of you anymore!"

Su Xue rubbed her forehead, feeling a bit of a headache. Little did she know that a lecherous man was quietly watching from outside the door; otherwise, she would never have spoken so casually.

"Uh, okay then!"

Xia Jingmei stood up, reluctantly grabbing the hem of her top and pulling it off.

He Ming, standing outside the door, stared intently. After so many days, he had thought that once Xia Jingmei gave up on treating Chen Yanjun with "uniform seduction," he would never have another chance to see that perfect body. He never expected to be able to feast his eyes on her again under these circumstances.

As the narrow vest left her alluring body, Xia Jingmei's perfect upper body was completely exposed. Her full breasts were not covered at all, only two flesh-colored, petal-shaped nipple covers at the nipples. Although the two perfect mounds were round and perky, they did not sag at all. The elastic flesh squeezed out a deep cleavage in the middle, so tempting and sinful. Her slender waist, though it could be encircled by one hand, looked extremely supple. Holding such a waist in one's arms would definitely be a pleasure. Her flat abdomen was so smooth, her snow-white and smooth skin was as white as snow, without a single pore. Her navel was delicate and playful, like a cute little flower, adding a touch of purity to the sexiness. It has to be said that this gave people a very special sensual pleasure.

Next, Xia Jingmei unzipped her skirt. As the gray and white pleated skirt slid down, her lower body was also exposed to He Ming's view.

Her full, rounded buttocks were perfectly shaped, like a sphere, with smooth, porcelain-like flesh that showed no signs of sagging. A semi-transparent white lace pantyhose peeked out from beneath, making her incredibly sensual. Above her two

perfect legs were flesh-colored stockings that covered her fair skin without appearing flawful; instead, the hazy fabric added to the allure.

Because the pantyhose was so small, He Ming could clearly see a dark shadow reflected on it, making his mouth dry.

Taking off her outer garment, Xia Jingmei reached for her teacher's uniform, but Su Xue stopped her.

"No way, Sister Xia, are you really going to wear stockings with your uniform? That won't cover your thighs properly, it looks weird! I remember you're usually very good at dressing up! How could you make such a mistake?"

Su Xue questioned.

"Of course I know, but isn't this just a trial? I'll have to change back later anyway!"

Xia Jingmei replied helplessly.

"What do you mean, 'trial'? Is that all you're thinking? You have to treat me like your husband right now, you have to be completely focused and attentive, you can't be careless at all, otherwise what effect will it have? Quickly find a pair of pantyhose to change into, this is really ruining the aesthetic!"

Su Xue nagged incessantly.

"Okay, okay, I know!"

Xia Jingmei rubbed her forehead with a headache, then went to the side, opened the wardrobe, took out a pair of black pantyhose, and sat on the bed to change.

She gracefully bent her legs, inserted her delicate fingers into the top edge of the stockings, and slowly slid them down. The thin, cicada-wing-like fabric began to fold up slowly, neatly piling up between her fair fingers, without rolling up at all.

He Ming's eyes widened; he had never imagined that watching a beautiful woman take off her stockings could be such a pleasure.

Xia Jingmei took off her stockings and put on black pantyhose. Now her entire lower body was completely covered, creating a hazy, alluring effect. Her already perfect figure was further enhanced by this, appearing almost divinely inspired. The undulating curves alone could drive any man wild.

He Ming swallowed hard. The body encased in the black pantyhose was incredibly tempting, especially the white panties peeking through the sheer stockings. The contrasting black and white colors created a visually stimulating effect that sent his hormones soaring!

"Wow, Sister Xia, you have such a great figure!"

Su Xue exclaimed enviously. Actually, she also had a great figure, but she was completely awestruck by Xia Jingmei's perfect physique!

"What's so good about it? Isn't yours good too?"

Even though she was being praised by a woman, Xia Jingmei still felt a little embarrassed and said reproachfully. However, she kept moving her hands and quickly grabbed the teacher's uniform to put it on. In this way, because her black and shiny hair was pinned up behind her head, she exuded a mature and intellectual aura.

Su Xue looked at Xia Jingmei and slowly inspected her from top to bottom, but quickly frowned and said, "And the shoes!"

Xia Jingmei shook her head helplessly, then took out a brand new pair of black high heels from the side, put them on, and stood up, saying, "Is it done now?"

"Hmm, very good!"

Su Xue looked her up and down, nodded in satisfaction, then bent down, took off her own high-heeled sandals, quickly climbed onto the large bed in the middle of the room, stuffed two pillows under her head, and glanced at Xia Jingmei by the bedside with a scrutinizing gaze, pretending to be gruff as she said, "Wife, let's begin!"

Xia Jingmei's delicate body trembled slightly, and she quickly covered her red lips with her small hands, almost bursting into laughter. After regaining her composure, she coughed lightly twice, her expression becoming serious, and reached out to touch her full breasts, but quickly lowered them, saying in a pleading tone, "Xiao Xue, maybe we should just forget it, I feel like doing this is really strange!"

"Alright then! I'm leaving!"

Su Xue's face quickly turned cold, and she rolled over to put on her sandals.

"Okay, okay, I'm scared of you!"

Xia Jingmei sighed, putting on a fawning expression, and pressed the busty beauty back onto the bed.

"Then hurry up, I'm running out of patience!"

Su Xue lay back down on the bed, looking impatient, though it was hard to tell if she was faking it.

Su Xue straightened her expression again, then reached out her delicate hand and placed it on her breasts, stroking and touching them. Her five slender fingers occasionally tightened, kneading her full breasts. Even through the thin fabric of her uniform, one could see the full and elastic flesh constantly changing shape.

"Stop!"

Xia Jingmei had only been at it for less than a minute when Su Xue stopped her, which greatly displeased He Ming, who was practically drooling outside the door!

"Please, Sister Xia, you're teasing me! Can you not look so wooden?"

Su Xue was clearly losing patience.

"Uh, then I'll try again!"

Xia Jingmei pleaded.

"Then try one more time!"

Su Xue reluctantly lay back down on the bed.

Xia Jingmei straightened her expression and repeated the previous actions, but before a minute had passed, Su Xue stopped her again.

"Now I know why it's been so long, that impotent mayor still hasn't shown any improvement!"

Su Xue sighed as she sat up and said to Xia Jingmei, "Fine, you lie down, I'll show you!"

Xia Jingmei was almost in tears; she stood there helplessly, not knowing what to do!

"Go lie down on the bed!"

Su Xue looked at Xia Jingmei's pitiful appearance, her heart softening, and tried to soften her tone.

"Okay!"

Xia Jingmei obediently sat on the edge of the bed, bent down to take off her high heels, and then lay down.

Su Xue stood by the bed, about to raise her delicate hand, but stopped, saying only, "Wait a minute, let me change my clothes!"

In He Ming's view, the busty beauty slowly took off her short-sleeved t-shirt, revealing her upper body without reservation. She wore a white, deep-V lace bra that barely covered her two round, jade-like breasts. Her snow-white flesh was squeezed and stretched outwards, forming a deep, surprisingly narrow, and almost unfathomable cleavage.

However, compared to her full breasts, her slender waist was the complete opposite—firm and smooth, seemingly about to bend in the wind. Her flat abdomen was smooth as jade, like solidified cream, giving one a feeling that it was only for admiring and not for profaning.

Most surprisingly, there was a small silver plum blossom-shaped ornament on her delicate navel, shimmering in the light, adding infinite charm.

Besides, her two smooth ponytails swayed from side to side with her movements, her jet-black hair spreading out, occasionally obscuring her alluring curves, a scene that was both alluring and seductive. This sight, while torturous, was also incredibly arousing to a man's desires.

He Ming stared intently at Su Xue's two firm mounds of flesh, unconsciously licking his lips, his eyes burning with lust. He hadn't expected this beauty, who looked no more than twenty-two or twenty-three years old and still had an innocent face, to have breasts even fuller than he had anticipated. It was practically the "baby face, huge breasts" that people often talked about!

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Su Xue took off her T-shirt, reached out and unbuttoned her pants, pulled down the zipper, pinched the edge of the waistband with her jade fingers and pulled them down, revealing part of her plump, upturned buttocks. Her fair flesh was completely uncovered, with only a thin strap inserted into the deep crevice between her buttocks. She was wearing a white, narrow thong.

He Ming stared wide-eyed, never expecting that this seemingly pure beauty would have such a sexy side. Of course, it was only sexy, not provocative. You know, thongs are underwear, mostly worn to match trousers. Just like Su Xue's outfit now, those skinny trousers were not only made of very thin fabric, but also very close-fitting. If she wore ordinary underwear, her figure would be clearly outlined, which was an extremely bad combination.

Because the skinny jeans were so tight, they were naturally much harder to take off. With each effort, the fabric rubbed against her thong, pulling it down along with her underwear, the thin straps gradually separating from her cleavage.

Watching a beautiful woman undress was incredibly exciting, especially one dressed so sexily. Even in broad daylight, He Ming, a voyeur, completely forgot his guard, his eyes glued to the erotic scene in the room.

Su Xue grabbed the jeans and pulled them down a short distance, but couldn't go any further. The fabric was too tight, firmly held in place by her pert buttocks. Girls generally have less strength, and this made it impossible to get any leverage down. She tried several times without success.

In desperation, she sat at the foot of the bed, leaning back, her legs slightly raised, and began to slowly pull down her thighs.

Unbeknownst to Su Xue, this action exposed her pert buttocks to He Ming outside the door, completely revealing her erotic private parts to the pervert.

As her pants were pulled down to her thighs, her two snow-white, pert buttocks were fully exposed…

On those pert buttocks, the tiny thong was rubbed askew by her outer trousers, and between her two snow-white thighs, the narrow piece of fabric had completely lost its protection, hanging loosely and tilting, exposing the woman's alluring private parts without any cover.

He Ming's eyes widened suddenly, because he couldn't see any black at all; the busty beauty was actually the legendary "white tiger."

The area that should have been covered in lush grass was a snow-white expanse, slightly swollen like a cute little steamed bun, with a slight split at the bottom, forming a narrow pink slit. The two large labia majora were as delicate as cream, blending seamlessly with the surrounding skin, and the two small labia minora inside were a lovely pink, tightly pressed together, with very few wrinkles, symbolizing the girl's purity.

Su Xue completely pulled off her trousers, stretched out her slender, jade-like fingers, pinched the edge of her panties, adjusted them to the correct position, and then stood up.

"Sister Xia, do you have any white stockings here?"

She picked up the snow-white nurse's uniform from the bed, looked it up and down, and then asked Xia Jingmei.

"Yes, in the closet, find it yourself!"

Xia Jingmei replied.

He Ming looked at his beautiful foster mother lying on the bed. He saw that she had unconsciously bent one leg, and the super short skirt could not cover her private parts at all. At the end of her thigh, the white panties under the black stockings were clearly visible, barely covering her slightly protruding private parts, and then disappearing into the cleft between her two plump buttocks.

That half-hidden mystery was the most alluring. He Ming felt that his little thing had grown a lot, which was extremely uncomfortable. So he put one hand into his pants, and his eyes, which were fixed on the scene in the room, did not want to look away. This was many times more focused than when he was in class.

Su Xue turned and rummaged through the wardrobe for a moment before taking out a pair of white lace-trimmed stockings. She sat gently on the edge of the bed, rolled up the stockings, and elegantly slipped one foot on. Of course, due to her posture, the area between her legs was once again exposed.

The slightly transparent thong, while barely covering the key areas, couldn't conceal the alluring dark skin, with a few curled pubic hairs stubbornly peeking out from the edges, starkly contrasted against her fair skin.

Su Xue slowly put on both stockings, then stood up and tied the garter belt around her slender waist. She then used the elastic straps to secure the lace trim at the top of the stockings.

After doing all this, Su Xue put on her pristine white nurse's uniform and then changed into a pair of brand-new white high heels. Thus, the classic image of a "busty nurse" was born.

Of course, because she is at least 1.7 meters tall when she wears high heels, her temperament is completely different from those short and stocky women in certain Japanese films. She is innocent yet exudes a touch of nobility!

The nurse's uniform was made of extremely thin fabric, completely outlining her curvaceous figure. The neckline was so low that nearly a third of her breasts were exposed, her full, fleshy mounds squeezing out the edges, creating a deep cleavage that seemed like an abyss to tempt anyone to fall into. The tight skirt clung tightly to her round, pert buttocks, the perfect curve reminiscent of a large, round basketball. Because the skirt was so short, it barely covered the lace trim of her stockings, occasionally revealing glimpses of her snow-white suspenders. A pair of jade-like legs extended down from her pert buttocks, yet they did not inherit any of the fullness of her figure; miraculously, they were long, slender, and smooth—the perfect object of fantasy for leg fetishists.

Dressed neatly, Su Xue coughed lightly and said seriously, "Get ready to watch, I'm about to begin!"

"Okay!"

Xia Jingmei nodded, a hint of suppressed amusement appearing on her pretty face.

Su Xue gently stroked her smooth cheek with her delicate hand, sliding it up and down as if caressing a precious treasure. Her bright eyes were half-open, her expression alluring, and her small mouth was slightly parted, her pink tongue occasionally darting out to lick her tender lips.

These simple movements instantly stunned Xia Jingmei, who stared in astonishment, her previous casual expression completely gone.

Of course, He Ming, standing outside the door, was equally stunned. His mouth was slightly agape, his face showing surprise, wondering if Su Xue was a graduate of a performing arts department!

But what followed was even more unbearable. Su Xue stopped caressing her cheek, opened her mouth, and took her cute little finger into her mouth. As her luscious lips opened and closed, her pink tongue darted in and out, constantly swirling and licking her finger, as if she were eating a sweet lollipop.

At the same time, her other hand began to rest on her chest, gently rubbing her full breasts through the fabric. Occasionally, she would lightly pinch one of the mounds, revealing the plump flesh squeezing out from the edge of her bra.

After a few minutes of this, Su Xue stopped and began to unbutton her blouse. As the white nurse's uniform left her upper body, her two round, large breasts were once again exposed. The white lace bra barely contained the heavy breasts, the thin straps wrapping around her fair shoulders, making one wonder if they were secure.

Su Xue placed both hands on her breasts, squeezing them again through the fabric. The two breasts rippled alluringly in her hands. The strap on her right shoulder slipped down with the movement, gradually revealing that breast.

Su Xue wasn't in a hurry to unhook the back of her bra. She squeezed the sides of her breasts with both hands and pulled them together. Her already firm breasts quickly bulged forward, resembling two ripe papayas from the side.

After squeezing and kneading for a while, she reached behind her back and unhooked the bra. As the covering slipped off, her breasts bounced out, creating a stunning ripple.

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He Ming was extremely surprised. Su Xue's breasts were so perfectly shaped. Although full, they didn't sag at all. From the side, they looked like two ripe papayas, exactly the same shape as when she squeezed them. Moreover, although her breasts were large, her nipples were very small and delicate, bright red and luscious, like two small cherries.

Full and perky breasts and small and delicate nipples are the two necessary conditions for a top-quality beautiful breast.

Su Xue gently caressed her two beautiful breasts, causing them to ripple. Then, she gently grasped the two peaks and began to knead them. Her small hands could barely hold a third of the beautiful flesh, demonstrating their fullness.

The two firm breasts changed shape in her hands, the delicate flesh overflowing and receding between her fingers like two large, water-filled balloons, soft yet full of elasticity.

After kneading for a while, she pinched the two small nipples with her slender index fingers and thumbs, gently rubbing them. A beautiful blush began to rise on her pretty face, her small mouth slightly open, her breath sweet as orchids.

"Uh... ah..."

Finally, she could no longer hold back, letting out a seductive moan.

Xia Jingmei on the bed stared intently at Su Xue, a faint blush creeping onto her face. Her small hands, which had been resting on her chest, kept shifting, unsure of where to place them, revealing the throbbing in her heart.

Su Xue released her two small nipples, then grasped the lower part of one breast with her right hand, gently lifting it upwards. At the same time, she lowered her head, opened her cherry-like mouth, and took the bright red nipple into her mouth.

He Ming trembled. This action was extremely stimulating for a man. He remembered Liu Qinyue had used this action before, and of course, he

almost ejaculated immediately. He Ming knew that to perform such an action, the size of the woman's breasts was extremely important. Thinking about it carefully, he felt somewhat fortunate. Among the women he admired, apart from Wang Yuxin who couldn't due to her age, even Chen Xuan could probably manage it.

Su Xue's pink tongue continuously rolled and licked the bright red nipple, and after a while, it was covered with glistening, fragrant saliva. She licked the two nipples repeatedly, back and forth, before finally extending a hand to caress them downwards.

He Ming's eyes widened, his expression almost murderous. Indeed, Su Xue was incredibly alluring. She was only wearing a thong she'd removed, white lace stockings, and exquisite high heels. Her upper body was completely naked, her perfect figure half-concealed, incredibly seductive.

Su Xue continued to caress her full breasts with one hand, while the other slid across her flat stomach, between her rounded thighs, rubbing against the narrow thong.

He Ming was somewhat disappointed because Su Xue was facing away from him, so he couldn't see her hand's movements. However, he quickly felt relieved. The busty beauty, due to pleasure, was unsteady on her feet, shifting uncontrollably, her position changing until she was completely facing away from him. This wasn't a good thing, but a tall mirror stood beside the bed, reflecting the busty beauty's face perfectly in his eyes.

Su Xue's small hand had already slipped inside her tiny thong, moving it incessantly. Her body trembled violently, her slender legs barely able to support her petite yet voluptuous figure. A suppressed moan escaped her lips intermittently.

As her body trembled more violently, her silk-stockinged legs swayed precariously, completely lacking the strength to support her. With no other option, Su Xue stopped, glanced around the room, pulled over the only high stool, sat down, and gracefully removed her high heels. Her delicate hands gently caressed her perfect calves before she leaned back and sat up. In

the mirror, Su Xue's legs were bent and spread apart, her perfect feet resting on the edge of the stool, her alluring lower body completely exposed. She extended her slender fingers, like peeling scallions, and traced them into the pink crevice beneath her mons pubis, rubbing them incessantly. Her tender labia minora fluttered with her movements.

Xia Jingmei on the bed was already glazed over with desire, her small hands unconsciously resting on her full breasts beneath her teacher's uniform, rubbing them against the fabric.

Su Xue gently parted her labia majora with her slender fingers of her left hand, revealing a pink slit, while simultaneously extending her right hand to gently press and rub the budding clitoris. The intense pleasure made her unable to hold back her seductive moans.

Looking at the clear image in the mirror, He Ming's hand, which was inside his pants, quickened its movements, and he swallowed repeatedly to moisten his parched throat.

Su Xue's movements quickened, and it was clear that a large amount of vaginal fluid began to flow from her pink vulva, leaving a deep crease that slid onto the stool beneath her.

Xia Jingmei's eyes were filled with lust; how could she, having been alone in her room for so long, withstand such visual stimulation? Even though the other person was a woman, it still made her unbearably itchy. Her jade-like hands increased their pressure, constantly squeezing and kneading her breasts.

With a high-pitched moan, Su Xue's body trembled violently, and a large gush of honey-like fluid gushed from her secret passage, completely soaking the stool beneath her. She slumped into the chair as if she had lost her bones.

Xia Jingmei, however, was extremely unbearable, looking at the busty nurse with longing, her face full of desire. Overwhelmed by lust, she seemed to have completely forgotten that the other person was a woman.

Su Xue seemed to understand Xia Jingmei's expression. After resting for a moment, the rise and fall of her pert breasts gradually subsided. She stood up, straddled the bed with her long, perfect legs, and then knelt down on all fours, her small mouth gently pressing against the cherry-red lips of the elegant "female teacher."

He Ming was speechless with shock. In all his life, this was the first time he had ever seen two women do this. The mental stimulation was far more intense than the physical.

Su Xue skillfully pried open Xia Jingmei's teeth, and their two pink tongues began to intertwine. Her hands were not idle either, caressing the "female teacher's" full breasts and kneading them through the fabric.

He Ming's eyes had finally had their fill of "ice cream" (a euphemism for sexual activity), because Su Xue was kneeling on the bed on all fours, her full buttocks naturally facing the door. Her two pink buttocks were clearly visible, her small thong digging into her cleft, her pink mons pubis completely exposed. Her plump labia majora were slightly turned to the sides from the friction, and her labia minora were also parted, revealing a small, fleshy opening smaller than an ear canal, from which glistening fluid was faintly seeping. Even her adorable anus was clearly visible.

Su Xue left Xia Jingmei's red lips and then lightly kissed her face. Because of the previous wet kisses, her lips were already covered in saliva, so every movement left a glistening hickey.

She kissed every corner of Xia Jingmei's face, then took her glistening earlobe into her mouth and began to suckle it repeatedly.

"No... Xiao... Xiaoxue, it itches, no... no!"

Clearly, her earlobe was one of Xia Jingmei's erogenous zones. Her body began to tremble slightly, and she unconsciously moaned.

Su Xue seemed oblivious, gently kissing downwards, her hands continuing their work as she unbuttoned Xia Jingmei's blouse.

Xia Jingmei's collar gradually opened, revealing her snow-white breasts. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, her full, white breasts were fully exposed.

Su Xue opened her lips and gently took the beautiful "teacher's" delicate collarbone into her mouth, licking it left and right. The abundant saliva in her mouth quickly stained it glistening. One of her small hands slipped inside the half-open collar and caressed one of her full breasts, gently stroking and kneading it. The exposed flesh rippled with her movements.

Su Xue kissed Xia Jingmei's two delicate collarbones, then continued downwards, her jade hands simultaneously pulling open the collar of her classroom uniform, revealing two high, firm breasts. She lowered her head, extending her pink tongue to lick and tease the deep cleavage between her breasts.

"Mmm...ah..."

Xia Jingmei's mouth opened slightly, letting out a suppressed moan. Her jade hands gripped the bedsheet beside her, her black-stockinged legs rubbing together restlessly, revealing her unbearable itch.

Su Xue buried her entire pretty face between those two full breasts, one hand gently climbing up the right breast, her slender fingers using her pink nails to lightly scrape the nipple through the flesh-colored nipple cover.

"Ah...itchy...no..."

Xia Jingmei's body trembled violently, her slender waist twisting like a snake. Her jade hands rose as if to protect her breasts, but Su Xue's two small hands pressed them down.

Su Xue's cherry-like lips gradually moved to the tip of one of her breasts. Since her hands were occupied, she simply opened her lips and used her pearly teeth to bite down on the flesh-colored nipple cover, gently tearing it open to reveal the bright red bud.

The blush on Su Xue's face hadn't faded. She took the bright red nipple into her mouth and began to "savor" it, making tantalizing sucking sounds that He Ming outside the door could hear clearly.

"Uh... ah... so itchy, no... so... comfortable!"

Stimulated by waves of pleasure, Xia Jingmei's brain had lost its ability to think; the sounds escaping her lips were purely instinctive.

The small nipple at the tip of her breast gradually hardened under the teasing of her tender tongue, vibrant and glistening, as if it might burst with moisture at any moment.

Next, Su Xue repeated the trick, tearing open the nipple cover at the tip of the other breast and then burying her face in it again to suckle.

Stimulated by pleasure, Xia Jingmei struggled to break free from Su Xue's grasp, but instead of stopping the small mouth that was ravaging her breasts, she moved around to Su Xue's back and began to caress her smooth, snow-white skin.

Su Xue moved her body, her small mouth leaving the pert breasts and kissing her way down, then lingering on her flat stomach, leaving behind glistening lip prints.

Xia Jingmei gently embraced Su Xue's head, her delicate body trembling, a faint blush spreading from her pretty face to her glistening earlobes.

Su Xue slightly raised her head, carefully examining her delicate navel, her small mouth moving slightly, and strands of glistening saliva flowing from the corners of her mouth, sliding down like silver threads, accurately dripping into the shallow indentation in the middle of her flat stomach.

Xia Jingmei trembled all over. Her navel was a very sensitive spot, and being played with like this felt strange. However, completely immersed in desire, she didn't resist. Instead, she pressed Su Xue's head against her lower abdomen, hoping it would relieve the itch.

Su Xue's lips were pressed against her navel, which was already brimming with saliva. She stuck out her pink tongue and began to lick it incessantly.

Xia Jingmei's body trembled violently. She hadn't expected to shoot herself in the foot. The stimulation and tingling were much stronger than before, but seemingly unwilling to give up this hard-won passion, she didn't resist. Instead, she held Su Xue's head tightly.

Su Xue finally left Xia Jingmei's lower abdomen, then lifted her head. One of her jade-like hands caressed Xia Jingmei's black buttocks for a while, then she grabbed the top of her pantyhose and pulled it down.

Xia Jingmei cooperated by lifting her buttocks, allowing Su Xue to completely remove her black pantyhose. Her stunning legs, unadorned yet still flawless, were now completely exposed.

The two had transcended the realm of "experimentation," becoming a fully engaged

lesbian couple under the stimulation of pleasure, their bodies and minds completely immersed in the experience. He Ming's eyes were fixed on the scene unfolding before him. His beautiful foster mother lay on the bed, her lower body facing him, her two long, slender, white legs opening and closing, revealing her private parts. A pair of white, semi-transparent lace panties covered her alluring genitals, and through the thin fabric, one could see the dark pubic hair!

The hazy, alluring sensation was incredibly tempting. He Ming's penis bulged, his right hand moving faster and faster, his body swaying with each movement.

Su Xue pushed off Xia Jingmei's black pantyhose, then reached between her legs, rubbing her full mons pubis through the thin panties.

"Ah... Xiaoxue... you're making Xia... Sister Xia... feel so... good!"

At this moment, Xia Jingmei had completely abandoned any restraint. She raised her pert buttocks, actively welcoming Su Xue's caresses.

Su Xue rubbed for a while, then extended her index finger and thumb, hooking the two sides of the panties together and pulling them towards the middle. In this way, the exquisite lace panties were completely transformed into a sexy thong.

Su Xue pulled on the now-torn panties, tugging and rubbing them up and down, rubbing against the beautiful "female teacher's" mature mons pubis.

Xia Jingmei's pubic hair was now mostly exposed. Under the friction of the thin strip of fabric, the two plump labia majora of her private parts began to engorge with blood, then gradually opened, forcefully trapping the panties inside. With each tug, they fluttered, and abundant vaginal fluid gushed out of her secret passage, soaking a large area of the fabric.

"Uh... ah... so beautiful... little... Xue, you really... know how to do it!"

After licking for a while, the aroused Su Xue seemed to find her lower body too difficult to resist, so she moved her delicate body, did a 180-degree rotation, spread her two jade legs, and placed her voluptuous mons pubis on Xia Jingmei's cheek. 12-02
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Xia Jingmei naturally did not mind, and also raised her head, burying it in that deep crevice. However, because of the position, He Ming could not see the specific situation on the other side.

Su Xue's delicate body also began to tremble, and although her small mouth was pressed against that voluptuous mons pubis, she still couldn't help but let out low moans.

After licking for a while, she stretched out her jade fingers to separate Xia Jingmei's two plump lips, revealing the bright red secret passage.

He Ming stared intently, this was the first time he had seen his beautiful foster mother's most secret place. Her tiny vagina was barely the size of an ear canal, and it appeared and disappeared with the movement of her vaginal muscles, clearly very tight.

"If I could put my little brother inside, it would feel so good!"

He Ming thought to himself, his hands moving without pause. He was incredibly virile; despite such temptation, he didn't ejaculate quickly.

Su Xue rubbed her jade-like finger around the small opening for a while, then slightly bent it and gently inserted it inside.

"Uh… ah…"

Xia Jingmei trembled, letting out a high-pitched moan.

Su Xue gently inserted her index finger a small section, then slowly pulled it out, then inserted it again, trying this several times until her entire index finger was fully inside the narrow opening. Next, she began to thrust rapidly, streams of vaginal fluid gushing out with each movement.

Xia Jingmei no longer cared about suppressing her sounds; her high-pitched, seductive moans almost echoed throughout the entire villa.

Su Xue's moans grew louder as Xia Jingmei licked her lower body, her head swaying and her two black braids bobbing from side to side, exuding a pure yet wanton charm that perfectly suited her.

"Wait..."

After moaning for a long time, Xia Jingmei abruptly stopped her and offered her body.

"What's wrong?"

Su Xue asked, confused, her eyes filled with seductive allure.

Xia Jingmei didn't reply, getting off the bed and fiddling with something out of He Ming's sight before returning to the bed. In her hand, she held a rubber dildo shaped like a male genital organ.

"A fake penis?"

He Ming almost exclaimed in surprise. He hadn't expected his usually dignified and beautiful foster mother to possess such a thing. But then he thought about it and it made sense. Who wouldn't have something like this if they married Chen Junyan, that impotent mayor?

It would be a lie for fourteen-year-old He Ming to say he hadn't seen porn. He examined it closely and noticed the fake penis was pale green and smaller than those he'd seen in AVs. This indicated that the tightness of Xia Jingmei's vulva was far beyond what those actresses on TV could match.

"Lie down!"

Xia Jingmei said to Su Xue, her intention clear.

"No, Sister Xia!"

Su Xue stammered, her face already flushed, now even redder.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Jingmei asked, puzzled.

"I'm still a virgin..."

Su Xue answered in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"What? You're still a virgin? How could that be..."

Xia Jingmei's face was full of surprise, clearly showing that she had been overwhelmed by pleasure when kissing the busty nurse's vulva and hadn't paid attention.

He Ming, outside the door, was also skeptical. With Su Xue's skillful techniques, who would believe she was a virgin?

"It's all because of your impotent mayor. To help you, I had to buy those kinds of videos to learn from his experience!"

Su Xue naturally understood Xia Jingmei's meaning and said with some grievance.

Hearing this explanation, He Ming outside the door felt relieved and secretly delighted.

"Uh..."

Xia Jingmei didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Alright, Sister Xia, lie down, I'll help you!"

Su Xue broke the awkward atmosphere and gently pushed Xia Jingmei onto the bed.

"Xiao... Xue... ah..."

Xia Jingmei wanted to say something, but the pleasure from her lower body turned into an alluring moan.

Su Xue parted Xia Jingmei's labia again, which were already covered with vaginal fluid. Her slender fingers gently rubbed around the small passage, while her other hand held the dildo in front of her cherry-like mouth. She stuck out her pink tongue and licked it back and forth, covering it with saliva.

"Uh... Xiao... Xiaoxue, don't tease... Sister Xia... please... please put it in."

The tingling sensation in her lower body caused Xia Jingmei's beautiful legs to open and close, wanting to close, but she seemed reluctant to give up the intoxicating feeling, so she could only plead.

Su Xue smiled, then took the dildo and slid it up and down in that lewd crevice. After a moment, she turned it on and pushed the constantly twisting tip into that narrow passage.

"Uh, Xiaoxue... Xiao... Xiaoxue, slow... slow... slow!"

The dildo had barely gone in by a finger joint when Xia Jingmei cried out that she couldn't take it anymore, panting heavily, and it was only with great difficulty that she managed to express her meaning!

Su Xue gently pulled out the dildo that was constantly twisting, and then slowly inserted it again. However, it was only less than a thumb's width in when Xia Jingmei cried out again, indicating that her passage was indeed very tight.

Having no other option, Su Xue had to pull the dildo out a short distance before inserting it again. This happened four or five times before she finally managed to insert about two-thirds of the not-so-thick dildo. At this point, Xia Jingmei's plump private parts were completely dry, even her thick pubic hair was wet and clung to her snow-white skin, looking extremely disheveled.

Su Xue controlled the dildo, slowly moving it in and out. The forked tip constantly stimulated the emerging clitoris, causing it to swell and swell to the size of a soybean, glistening with oil.

"Mmm...ah...ah, ah...Xiao...Xue, it's so full, so...so comfortable, you're making...making Sister Xia feel so...comfortable!"

The stimulation now far exceeded that of Su Xue's slender index finger. Xia Jingmei let out a high-pitched moan, completely abandoning her dignified and reserved image.

Su Xue's movements quickened, the soft dildo sliding in and out of the narrow passage, its shaft twisting and rubbing against the surrounding flesh, stimulating bursts of vaginal fluid.

The intense sensory stimulation made the already aroused, large-breasted nurse feel unbearable lust. She reached out her free hand and placed it on one of her round breasts, kneading it constantly. Her slender fingers occasionally pinched and gently rubbed the already erect nipple, stretching and releasing it, causing waves of alluring milk to ripple across the entire breast.

Xia Jingmei's body trembled violently. Her small hands reached between her legs, yet she couldn't bear to stop Su Xue's actions, only pressing them tightly against the base of her thighs on either side of her mons pubis. Her slender fingers slightly dug into her snow-white skin, seemingly trying to use this force to support her body against the waves of tingling sensations.

Su Xue's movements became faster and faster, the glans of the thick, prosthetic penis scraping against the tender flesh inside the vaginal canal, its bright red color extremely stimulating to the eye.

"Ah, Xiao Xue... so... so comfortable, sister... sister can't... take it anymore, ah, so comfortable..."

Xia Jingmei's whole body began to spasm, her bright eyes rolling upwards repeatedly, her small hands already powerless, lying limply at her sides.

Su Xue rapidly thrust the prosthetic penis in and out of her hand, no longer showing any "tenderness," the thick shaft dragging her labia minora wildly, while her other hand began to move down, stopping between her thighs.

"Ah... sister... sister is coming, coming..."

Xia Jingmei trembled violently, a large gush of honey-like fluid spurting from her vaginal canal, completely soaking the sheets beneath her, then she collapsed limply onto the bed.

Su Xue pulled out the dildo, and the surrounding flesh quickly closed up, the stretched-out passage disappearing again, leaving only a bright red opening.

Consumed by lust, Su Xue no longer cared about Xia Jingmei. She put down the dildo, then sat up, pulled off her panties, spread her legs, revealing her fair vulva, and inserted her fingers into the tender red crevice, beginning to rub up and down.

"Uh... um... ah..."

Su Xue's mouth opened slightly, emitting seductive moans. She stretched her arms behind her, struggling to support her body.

As the pleasure intensified, she rubbed her fingers faster and faster, her labia minora engorged with blood, pink and fluttering with her movements, the fluids in her passage flowing out like water.

After rubbing for a while, she seemed unsatisfied, so she simply picked up the dildo, turned it on, and rubbed the glans, still covered in Xia Jingmei's fluids, up and down between her own vulva.

Four pink labia opened and closed with a sliding motion, like leaves falling in a storm, truly pitiful.

Xia Jingmei lay quietly on the bed, her chest heaving violently, her body limp, her legs half-open, and visible fluid dripping from her vagina.

Su Xue, her face flushed, her mouth slightly open, rubbed her vulva with the dildo. After a few minutes, seemingly dissatisfied, she used her hands to part her red petals, revealing the moist crevice and the tiny, pinhole-like passage, before bringing the dildo closer to rub against her.

After a while, she went a step further, inserting the dildo shallowly into her passage, then withdrawing it, repeating this repeatedly, each time penetrating half an inch deeper. In the heat of her burning desire, she had completely forgotten the preciousness of that hymen for a woman.

He Ming stopped what he was doing, his mouth slightly open, a worried look on his face. He knew how important a woman's first time was; it would be such a pity if she ruined it herself.

He Ming was anxious, wondering if he should make some noise to stop her.

Fortunately, Xia Jingmei on the bed seemed to have regained some strength. She rolled over, and when she saw Su Xue's unwise behavior, she snatched the dildo from her hand, saying, "Silly sister, how could you be so careless? If you accidentally break that hymen, your future husband might have a bad impression of you!"

"But Sister Xia, I'm so itchy!"

Su Xue's chest heaved, a pink blush rising on her snow-white skin, her face full of desire.

"It's okay, I'll help you!"

Xia Jingmei said, then leaned in and kissed Su Xue's small mouth, her hands simultaneously climbing up her two full breasts and gently kneading them.

"Ah..."

Being touched by someone else is completely different from masturbation; the psychological stimulation is many times stronger. Su Xue let out a moan that was both surprised and delighted. Her jade-like arms could no longer support her delicate body, and she collapsed onto the bed.

Xia Jingmei and Su Xue shared a long, wet kiss. Their four cherry-like lips, like roses, complemented each other, their two pink tongues intertwining, incredibly alluring. They only separated when both were panting, saliva uncontrollably dripping from their lips.

Next, Xia Jingmei began kissing the "busty nurse's" cheeks, earlobes, and neck, following the exact same steps Su Xue had taught her. She applied what she had learned immediately without any awkwardness—truly a good student.

Xia Jingmei's jade-like hands remained on the "busty nurse's" two breasts, her slender fingers pinching the two bright nipples, her pink nails contrasting beautifully with them, creating a dreamlike scene.

Xia Jingmei gently kissed every inch of Su Xue's skin, applying her newly learned technique by kissing her thighs and even her delicate feet, sucking on her ten pink little toes. Su

Xue was clearly in pain; she reached down and touched her soft mons pubis, rubbing it incessantly.

Xia Jingmei kissed the other thigh, then spread the "busty nurse's" legs wide, moving her body to kneel on all fours between Su Xue's legs, lowering her head to take the vulva into her mouth and gently lick it.

Xia Jingmei's posture was exactly the same as when Su Xue had caressed her before; her pert buttocks faced the door, the narrow cleft of her buttocks revealing the secrets of the woman to the lecherous man outside. And through the gaps between her limbs, the "busty nurse's" vulva could also be seen.

They were two completely different valleys.

Su Xue's vulva was full and snow-white, with the outer labia majora almost the same color as the surrounding skin. The two labia minora had few folds and were a pale pink, tightly guarding her vaginal opening. To use a popular term, it was a perfect "pink vulva"!

Xia Jingmei's vulva, in comparison, was slightly darker in color, but it wasn't a blackish sediment; rather, it was a convergence of pink. The two labia majora were smooth and plump, a pale pink, and the cleft in the middle was slightly wider, a light red. As a married woman, there were some wrinkles on the two bright labia minora, but seemingly due to years of abstinence, there was no pigmentation. It was still a rare "mature vulva."

The two mons pubis, one pure and the other mature, were both exceptionally pure compared to women of the same age.

Moreover, Xia Jingmei's posture was exactly the same as Su Xue's, both presenting their pert buttocks to the entrance. He Ming carefully compared them, and the difference in the height of their buttocks was immediately apparent.

While Su Xue's buttocks were certainly full and perky, they lacked firmness and roundness due to their narrow hips, which seemed to be related to her age.

Xia Jingmei, on the other hand, had extremely sexy buttocks. If the cleft in the middle were considered the dividing line, the flesh on both sides of her buttocks almost formed a perfect circle, round and firm, appearing very elastic.

Moreover, compared to Su Xue, she was noticeably taller by a few centimeters. Although the difference might seem small, it was amplified considerably when physically perceived.

These few centimeters seemed to have grown entirely around Xia Jingmei's slender waist, making her waist slightly longer and her entire body more proportionate, almost like the S-shaped figure typically found in European and American women.

However, Su Xue wasn't without her advantages either; her two large breasts were her pride. Although slightly shorter than Xia Jingmei, they were no less impressive in size, truly deserving the title of "masculine breasts." Moreover, their shape was a rare find among women—"papaya breasts," firm and round, showing no signs of sagging. Just those two jade peaks alone could arouse a man's lust.

Xia Jingmei lay prone between the "busty nurse's" legs, her pink tongue sliding up and down between her vulva without any restraint, revealing the close bond between the two sisters.

Her breasts swayed gently with her movements, creating beautiful arcs. Her buttocks tightened as her thighs opened, completely exposing her private parts. Above her pink vulva, the pale pink bud pulsated with her breath, utterly adorable.

He Ming stared intently at the small chrysanthemum bud. Although it was the most private and unhygienic part of a person's body, it was so beautiful and pure in his eyes. He really wanted to push open the door and rush in to caress it.

"Uh... Xia... ah... Sister, it's so... itchy, I can't... take it!"

Su Xue let out a high-pitched moan, her delicate body trembling higher and higher. Obviously, oral sex was much better than the friction of the dildo.

Xia Jingmei seemed to feel her desire rekindled. She freed one hand, picked up the dildo on the bed, turned it on, and stretched it from between her legs to behind her buttocks, slowly inserting it into her vagina. Then she began to thrust in and out, her mouth only able to emit muffled moans because she was still caressing the large-breasted nurse's private parts.

After a long while, both women's bodies trembled violently at the same time, and their vaginas gushed out large amounts of nectar almost simultaneously. Then, they seemed to have lost all their strength and lay limply on the bed. The only thing that showed they were still alive were their two full breasts, rising and falling with their breath, extremely alluring.

Seeing the two beauties completely limp on the bed, He Ming felt he had reached his limit. So, he quickly ran a few steps to the side, opened the bathroom door, and rushed in.

After releasing his pent-up desire, He Ming felt his legs go weak. He thought to himself that such temptation was simply deadly, and it seemed he would have to find some kidney-tonifying foods to eat in the future.

When he came out of the bathroom, the next room was still quiet. He didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly ran back to his room.

Chapter 047 The Mysteries of Indian Yoga

He Ming returned to his room and, after finally calming down, he found his books and began his studies.

Less than fifteen minutes later, his phone rang. He took it out and saw it was a completely unfamiliar number.

"Could someone have dialed the wrong number?"

he thought, not rushing to answer. But after several seconds, the phone kept ringing, so he pressed the answer button.

"Honey!"

A sweet, cloying voice rang out as soon as He Ming put the phone to his ear. He shuddered; he was almost overwhelmed by the cloying sweetness!

"Who are you? You've mistaken me for someone else!"

He Ming tried to recall, but couldn't remember the voice at all, so he asked.

"How annoying! You don't even remember me after just one day!"

The girl on the other end was clearly annoyed, slightly toning down her overly sweet tone, and her voice returned to normal.

"You are... Chen Xuan!"

He Ming's face showed a thoughtful expression as he cautiously guessed.

"What do you think!"

the girl on the other end chuckled, her tone still extremely cloying.

"Uh..."

He almost bit his tongue off. He had never heard Chen Xuan speak to anyone in such a delicate tone before. It was completely different from her original voice, making him unable to recognize her at first glance.

"Oh, what's up?"

He Ming was incredibly excited. If the other boys in school knew that their goddess was speaking to them in such a tone, they would be shocked and angry, and might even jump off a building!

"Can't I talk to you if there's nothing wrong?"

Chen Xuan's tone was exactly like that of a girl in love, constantly being unreasonable, all to get the attention of her crush.

"Uh, that's not what I meant!" He Ming,

who didn't have much dating experience, was clearly caught off guard.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Are you free tonight? Can you come out and keep me company?"

Chen Xuan's voice returned to normal, but it was much sweeter than usual.

"Tonight?"

He Ming hesitated. Going out so late at night wasn't the behavior expected of a proper middle school student, especially since he was currently an adopted son. If he acted too recklessly, he would surely suffer the consequences.

"This is the first time she's asked you out. Are you going to refuse?"

Hearing He Ming's long silence, Chen Xuan couldn't help but speak up, her tone somewhat coquettish.

"Uh, okay! But where am I supposed to find you?"

He Ming agreed. Since it was a date, he had no reason to refuse. Fortunately, finding an excuse to go out at night shouldn't be too difficult!

Of course, He Ming was well aware that if he told Chen Junyan about winning Chen Xuan's heart, then going out on a date that night wouldn't be a problem at all. However, he didn't tell her immediately for two reasons.

First, Chen Xuan was someone he had obtained through coercion, not of her own free will, which made him somewhat uneasy. If he told her too soon, and something unexpected happened, it would be difficult to handle!

Secondly, Chen Xuan's methods were truly despicable—"taking nude photos"—He Ming was unsure of Chen Junyan's attitude towards such behavior! Although Chen Junyan had repeatedly urged him to win over his daughter, if he were to be displeased and blame him, wouldn't he be making a fool of himself?

Therefore, He Ming was still struggling with when to tell Chen Junyan about this.

"Oh, it's that KTV from last time, 8 PM tonight. Just come find me there!"

Chen Xuan replied, her tone carrying a hint of inexplicable excitement.

He Ming agreed and hung up the phone. It would be a lie to say he wasn't excited; after all, dating such a beautiful woman was incredibly fulfilling, and no man wouldn't be envious.

About half an hour later, He Ming faintly heard crisp footsteps coming from the hallway outside, accompanied by the playful banter of Xia Jingmei and Su Xue. He figured the two beauties must have gotten up!

About ten minutes later, He Ming's phone rang again. He answered it and saw it was Xia Jingmei. He told her he was in his room.

Moments later, the door opened, and Xia Jingmei walked in. She wore a white tank top, a gray pleated skirt, and elegant high-heeled sandals. She was now back in her more common outfit; while it lacked some of the sexiness, it exuded a more sophisticated air.

"Your Uncle Chen is back. He wants you to come to the living room. He says he has something to ask you!"

Xia Jingmei's expression was calm, and her demeanor dignified; clearly, the lingering passion from before had completely subsided.

"Oh!"

He Ming stood up, wondering what the aloof emperor wanted from him. After pondering for a while without success, he carefully examined his beautiful foster mother's face. Finding her expression normal, with a faint, warm smile, he felt slightly relieved, thinking it probably wasn't anything bad.

He Ming put away his book and followed Xia Jingmei out of the room.

His beautiful foster mother walked gracefully, her jade-like feet moving with a cat-like gait, her waist swaying slightly, her hips bobbing from side to side, completely natural. The crisp sound of her exquisite high heels on the floor was like a seductive melody.

He Ming's gaze lingered on his foster mother's alluring and sensual body. The image of her flushed face and seductive eyes with Su Xue in bed not long ago flashed through his mind again, and he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild. His recently released desires returned, and his lower body became aroused once more.

He Ming followed Xia Jingmei downstairs to the lobby and found only Chen Junyan sitting on the sofa; the busty beauty was nowhere to be seen.

Chen Junyan was as always, dressed in a suit and tie, unsmiling, his seriousness bordering on aloofness.

"Xiao Xuan called me earlier asking for your phone number, what's going on?"

Chen Junyan asked as soon as He Ming sat down.

He Ming was taken aback. Since Chen Xuan had even called his father, with whom he had just had a fight, to arrange a date, it meant the matter was clearly about to become a secret. Remembering the old saying that secrets can't be kept forever, he told him that he had already won over the campus beauty, Chen Xuan, without mentioning the details—he didn't want to make a fool of himself!

Chen Junyan smiled, a rare sight, praising He Ming's actions, clearly excited. However, he still repeatedly warned, "I said this is only the first step. Maintaining this relationship until you get married is the most important thing!"

He Ming nodded repeatedly; he wouldn't let that beautiful swan fly away even without being reminded.

Seeing that no one else was around, He Ming took the opportunity to tell Chen Junyan about Wang Yong's situation.

Chen Junyan's eyes widened, and his whole body trembled. He didn't even notice the TV remote he was holding falling to the ground. After a moment, he exclaimed in a trembling voice, "Haha, Lü Zhenbing, your good days won't last long!"

Once he calmed down, he looked at He Ming and said, "Kid, you really didn't disappoint me. Tell Wang Yong that I can agree to his request, but I have a condition: I hope he can hand over the evidence to me after he gets it!"

Hearing this, He Ming knew that this matter seemed a bit difficult. Judging from Wang Yong's position, he was not a true high-ranking member of the gang. He didn't know if Wang Yong could make a decision on such a big matter. This was probably why he hadn't promised to personally exchange Lü Zhenbing's evidence with Chen Junyan.

However, before figuring out whether Wang Yong could actually do it, He Ming couldn't just draw conclusions based on his feelings, nor could he refuse on Wang Yong's behalf. So he nodded in agreement.

He Ming glanced at his indifferent adoptive father, wondering just how much Chen Junyan hated the Lü family. As the deputy mayor, he hadn't even bothered to investigate whether Wang Yong's father was truly innocent before making a promise.

After a short while, seeing that Chen Junyan seemed to be in a good mood, he told him about his plans to go on a date that evening.

"I was thinking of having Teacher Shui tutor you since you seemed so idle this weekend, but now that you've won over Xiao Xuan, spend more time with her on weekends. Don't ask me about your plans!"

Chen Junyan was surprisingly lenient; he seemed genuinely in a good mood.

He Ming nodded in agreement. After a short while, the innocent Meng Lei arrived; she also had to work four hours on Sundays.

After lunch, he went back upstairs to continue his studies.

The following day, He Ming spent all his time outside of his studies practicing Indian yoga.

Wang Yong gave him a booklet with ten pages, each containing a different image. The images depicted various body parts bent to exaggerated degrees, almost inhuman.

He Ming remembered Wang Yong saying that practicing yoga couldn't be rushed; one could only try to imitate the images gradually.

He Ming took Wang Yong's advice seriously. He started with the first image, trying to imitate it as closely as possible. When his joints couldn't take it anymore, he moved on to the next image. After

one round, he felt his whole body warm, every muscle tingling slightly, yet it felt incredibly comfortable, almost as good as masturbation.

"It seems Indian yoga is indeed extraordinary!"

He Ming couldn't help but exclaim.

Chapter 48 Chen Xuan's Trick (Part 1)

As evening fell, He Ming stepped out of his house and looked up. In the distance, the setting sun peeked over the towering mountain peaks, beams of golden light piercing the evening glow like swords, scattering across the towering buildings of the metropolis. Because he was in the suburbs, he had the opportunity to see such a beautiful scene.

The beautiful scenery captivated him, and He Ming stared at it for a long time, mesmerized. The excitement of his date with his school beauty girlfriend gradually faded, and his mind became clear. A question he hadn't noticed before due to being "blinded by lust" suddenly surfaced.

"Strange. Logically speaking, I used such despicable methods to get Chen Xuan. Even if she doesn't hate me, she definitely doesn't have any affection for me. Why would she take the initiative to ask me out, especially with such a sweet tongue?"

He Ming couldn't understand, but he didn't want to dwell on it. In fact, a woman's nude photos being obtained by someone else was an unsolvable dead end, and he wasn't afraid of what tricks Chen Xuan might play.

"Perhaps she had no other choice but to let things take their course and decide to spend her life with me!"

He Ming thought to himself, withdrawing his lingering gaze and leaving Taoyuan District.

He took a taxi and, after half an hour, arrived at Oriental Paris before eight o'clock. Following the route he remembered, he headed towards "Heavenly Sound."

A few dozen meters away, he saw a tall, alluring figure standing in front of the "Heavenly Sound" KTV. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Chen Xuan.

Tonight, her attire was a departure from her usual glamorous style; she wore light makeup and a completely sexy look.

Her long, glossy black hair cascaded down like a ribbon, and on her two crystal earlobes hung a pair of exquisitely crafted earrings, small yet incredibly glamorous, radiating a slightly dazzling iridescent glow under the lights, adding a dreamlike radiance to her stunning face.

She wore a shimmering, form-fitting dress, designed to be extremely close-fitting, far more so than a typical uniform. The thin, luxurious fabric covered her exquisite body like a second skin, outlining every curve of her delicate figure. Although her breasts weren't enormous, they were definitely over a 3D, forming two perfectly round mounds beneath the dress, their shape utterly alluring.

The dress had a very narrow waistline, clinging perfectly to her slender waist, which looked firm and sexy—the term "snake waist" wouldn't be an exaggeration. The skirt, designed as a pencil skirt, was very short, barely covering her round, pert buttocks. The fabric was stretched rapidly to both sides, making one worry that it might suddenly burst open, exuding a powerful and daring beauty. This revealed the elasticity of her flesh underneath. Even more captivating was the subtle bulge in the triangle area below her abdomen—a place everyone knew was the most alluring to men, providing unparalleled sensual stimulation.

Her long, slender legs were unadorned, demonstrating her confidence in her body. And indeed, her snow-white skin was flawless, seemingly ready to burst with moisture at the slightest touch. The smooth yet undulating curves would put any woman with thick legs to shame.

Her small feet were adorned with light-colored crystal high-heeled sandals, their luxurious material shimmering in the light, giving her already perfect feet a dreamlike glow—noble and sensual. A

perfect body, a noble air; the phrase "autumn water as her spirit, jade as her bones"—this kind of beauty must have been created based on this level of beauty!

"Honey, you're here!"

As soon as she saw He Ming, Chen Xuan greeted him with sweet words and quick movements, generously extending her hand to embrace her boyfriend's arm.

He Ming felt the softness on his arm, and he almost floated away, his mind filled with overwhelming excitement.

"Let's go! Let's go in!"

Chen Xuan's pretty face bloomed like a flower as she led He Ming inside.

He Ming's sense of accomplishment was indescribable; a silly smile appeared on his face as he mechanically followed his school beauty girlfriend into the karaoke bar.

Upon entering, the two went to the counter to book a private room. Inside stood the heavily made-up middle-aged woman from last time. He Ming hadn't intended to strike up a conversation, but she was incredibly enthusiastic.

"Oh, it's Miss Chen. This must be the handsome young man who came with Mayor Chen last time!"

The middle-aged woman's face lit up with a wide smile, her lips parted to reveal her gums, which was rather unpleasant to look at.

"Yes!"

As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face, so He Ming could only force a smile and nod.

After ordering some things, He Ming followed Chen Xuan into the private room, turned on the computer, selected some music, and sat down.

Just two or three minutes later, a tall figure walked in, carrying a pleasantly subtle fragrance.

He Ming looked closely and realized it was the beautiful woman with the rose tattoo on her instep. He couldn't understand why this beauty always served him. Did "Heavenly Voice" only have one waitress?

Although the weather in May was already quite hot, as a KTV waitress, she was still dressed formally. Her cloud-like hair was styled into a high bun and held up with an exquisite hair clip. Her stunning face was like a jade sculpture, with willow-leaf eyebrows, hooked eyelashes, a delicate nose, and a small, expressive mouth. Her pretty

face was like a poem or a painting, a beautiful landscape that could never be fully explored. Every glance revealed a different kind of beauty. She wore a uniform, similar in design to an office lady's uniform, but the fabric was slightly thinner, clinging perfectly to her shapely figure. The neckline was already low, and perhaps because of the heat, she wasn't wearing a blouse underneath, revealing glimpses of her cleavage.

Her waist was slender and graceful, but her curves quickly expanded to the sides, creating a full, round, firm bottom. The round, firm flesh was as alluring as an inflated balloon.

From the front, the woman's hips appeared quite graceful, contrasting sharply with her slender waist under the tight skirt, making her even more sexy and alluring. In fact, this was a prerequisite for an hourglass figure. However, the curve extending downwards abruptly narrowed, forming a long, narrow "V" shape, making her two jade-like legs appear long and firm, clad in sheer black stockings, adding infinite mystery and temptation.

Her two jade-like feet wore brand-new black high heels, gleaming faintly under the light. Although only her ankles were visible, it was enough to fuel fantasies.

A beautiful waitress carrying a tray gracefully walked to the table, taking plates of fruit from it and setting them down. Because the table was low, her bending over slightly opened her neckline, which conveniently benefited a certain lecherous man on the sofa.

He Ming followed the beautiful woman's movements and looked down. The wide-open neckline revealed a seductive cleavage that, in the dim light, was incredibly alluring and tempting. Her full breasts were partially exposed, smooth and luscious. Most irresistible was the black lace bra she wore, which amplified the allure countless times.

He Ming almost had a nosebleed from staring. Only when the woman straightened up did he withdraw his lewd gaze. In truth, what man isn't lustful, even if he was once a very honest man?

"If you two would like anything else, please come to the counter to order!"

The beautiful woman gave He Ming and Chen Xuan a sweet smile, glancing at them briefly before leaving.

"Honey, you sit here. It's too noisy in here. I'm going out to take a call!"

Chen Xuan said, standing up as soon as the beautiful waitress left.

"Go ahead!"

He Ming nodded without thinking too much.

For the rest of the time, He Ming idly watched the huge screen on the wall of the private room, occasionally picking up fruit and putting it in his mouth.

About ten minutes later, the door opened, followed by a wave of unfamiliar presence. He Ming looked up and saw two or three strong men walk in. Before he could figure out what was happening, the men pounced on him and pinned him to the sofa.

"What are you doing?"

He Ming was furious, but his gaze suddenly fell on a voluptuous figure walking in through the door.

Chapter 49 Chen Xuan's Trick (Part Two)

The room was dark, only the image on the screen flickered. In the dim light, the figure's face was clearly visible. Yes, it was Chen Xuan!

Chen Xuan walked in, calmly turned and closed the door, looking at He Ming with a mocking smile.

"Chen Xuan, what are you doing!"

Even the most clueless person would understand the situation. He Ming was stunned for a moment, then loudly questioned her.

"Hehe, nothing much, just that you seem to enjoy taking nude photos of others, so I thought I'd try it too!"

Chen Xuan's face showed a mocking smile, her previous obsequious expression completely gone.

"You..."

He Ming finally understood. Chen Xuan's agreement to be his girlfriend was purely a delaying tactic, and her unusual behavior earlier today was a smokescreen to lure him out, take nude photos, and give her a taste of her own medicine.

A woman's reputation is indeed important, but don't assume that men are shameless. No matter how thick-skinned someone is, no one can tolerate their nude photos being published—except, of course, adult film actors.

"So you were lying to me all along, how despicable!"

He Ming was both shocked and furious, struggling desperately, but he couldn't move an inch. The two burly men holding his hands and feet were nearly 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and thick waists. The muscles on their arms, visible through their t-shirts, were bulging, definitely containing explosive power.

"Despicable? We're both the same!"

Chen Xuan shook her head indifferently, then said to the remaining burly man beside her, "Xue Gang, go and rip his pants off!"

"Yes!"

The burly man named Xue Gang responded, then walked to He Ming's side.

He Ming felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. The burly man even had an aura that made one's heart tremble slightly, but he knew he couldn't let Chen Xuan succeed, otherwise even if he had her nude photos, they would be of no use. So he twisted his body desperately.

Xue Gang's face was cold. He squatted down, reached out and pulled up He Ming's t-shirt, then began to undo his belt.

Meanwhile, Chen Xuan also pulled out her phone and pointed the camera at He Ming's lower body. Driven by deep resentment, she disregarded the difference between men and women.

"Let me go! Let me go... Chen Xuan, you filthy woman!"

He Ming struggled desperately, but to little avail.

"You dare insult me? Xue Gang, slap him!"

Chen Xuan put down her phone, her face contorted with rage.

The burly man named Xue Gang raised his hand and slapped He Ming twice across the face. The force of the blows made He Ming see stars, and it took him a while to regain his senses. He felt a liquid slide down his lip; he licked it and found it salty—clearly, he had been beaten bloody.

"You son of a bitch!"

He Ming cursed, his eyes blazing with fury.

Chen Xuan smiled disdainfully, her gaze like that of someone looking at a dying lamb.

Xue Gang was clearly a very composed man; even after being insulted, he didn't become enraged and calmly continued to undo He Ming's belt.

"Fuck you, let me go!"

He Ming struggled to writhe, unable to break free, but still causing Xue Gang some trouble. He finally managed to pull his outer pants up to his thighs.

Chen Xuan smiled contemptuously, raising her hand again to point her phone's camera at He Ming's groin. But just then, something unexpected happened.

"Fuck you, open the door!"

A series of loud bangings came from outside.

Chen Xuan paused slightly, turning to look at the door, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Fuck you, you bitch, open the door, did you hear me?!"

"Open the door now, or I'll come in and scum you!"

"Damn it, open the door, I'm going to smash it!"

The people outside seemed to hear no response and continued cursing, increasing the force of their kicks. Several other voices chimed in, making it seem like there were at least seven or eight uninvited guests.

He Ming was clearly startled, because he vaguely heard a familiar voice—it was Wei Jie's! He quickly shouted, "Wei Jie, save me!"

Xue Gang reacted swiftly, covering He Ming's mouth without Chen Xuan's command.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

A loud crash echoed throughout the private room. The door wobbled precariously. Chen Xuan frowned and shouted.

"Who am I? I left less than half an hour ago and you don't remember me? You bitch, daring to have people beat me up, you're asking for trouble!"

the person outside cursed.

Chen Xuan turned around, ignoring them, and ordered Xue Gang, "Keep undressing!"

But just as Xue Gang was about to start, a loud crash came, and the seemingly sturdy door was kicked open. At the same time, seven or eight dark figures swarmed in, but they were clearly stunned by the scene inside.

To be honest, three grown men holding down a boy whose pants were pulled down to his legs, while a beautiful woman looked at her phone nearby, was indeed quite a shocking sight.

"Old He, what are you doing...? You two, let him go!"

Wei Jie was indeed among the men who rushed in. He reacted first, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared at the three burly men.

"You bitch? You dare to call people to beat me up? You've got a death wish!"

one of the short, fat men in front cursed angrily. Judging from his voice, he was clearly the one who had cursed the loudest outside the door. He slurred his words, his cheeks were flushed, and the sudden smell of alcohol in the room indicated he was drunk.

"Try cursing again!"

Having been insulted repeatedly, how could Chen Xuan, a woman of privilege, tolerate this? Her voice was icy cold.

"You son of a bitch!"

The short, fat man was enraged and suddenly pulled out a watermelon knife about a foot long from his pocket, ready to strike.

Xue Gang, clearly a highly disciplined follower, saw Chen Xuan in danger and stood up, blocking her path with astonishing speed.

"Wait!"

A tall, thin young man who seemed to be the leader stopped the short, fat man's movements, looked at Chen Xuan, and said, "You ordered people to beat my brother without cause, didn't you? What do you say we do about it?"

"I'll give you an explanation later. I have things to do now, so I hope you can be lenient for now and take your brothers out first!"

Chen Xuan's expression was solemn as she stared directly at the tall, thin young man.

"Chen Xuan, release He Ming right now, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

Before the tall, thin young man could speak, Wei Jie stepped forward and confronted Xue Gang directly. Although he was much weaker physically, he didn't back down in terms of momentum.

The tall, thin young man glanced at Wei Jie, his expression changing rapidly, and said, "The one you restrained seems to be my friend's brother, right? Release him first!"

"Everyone, let's talk things out calmly, give me some face!"

Just then, the heavily made-up middle-aged woman who always worked behind the counter entered the room. She tried to persuade them with a fawning expression, but no one present paid any attention to her.

He Ming instinctively looked towards the middle-aged woman and discovered a familiar figure standing behind her—the beautiful waitress. Thinking about how he was only wearing his underwear, his face flushed red.

"Letting him go is impossible!"

Chen Xuan glanced at He Ming, her expression resolute as she shook her head. She had no way out now; letting He Ming go would have unimaginable consequences.

"Is that so? Say it again?"

Wei Jie stepped forward again, flicking his sleeve, revealing a gleaming steel rod in his hand.

Facing the weapon-wielding Wei Jie, Xue Gang remained unmoved, standing like a mountain in front of Chen Xuan.

He Ming was stunned. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that the people who rushed in were all instinctively protecting certain parts of their bodies with their hands, clearly carrying weapons.

"Release that brother immediately, and apologize to my beaten brother, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

The tall, thin young man pondered for a moment, then pulled a steel rod from his pocket. As he did so, six or seven other men around him simultaneously drew their weapons from their clothing, the steel rods and watermelon knives gleaming coldly under the light.

The heavily made-up middle-aged woman was clearly frightened and dared not utter another sound.

Chen Xuan's face was extremely pale, her expression filled with resentment. After a long while, she bit her lip with her pearly white teeth and said to the two burly men holding He Ming, "Release him!"

As the two men released him, He Ming quickly pulled up his pants. Being made to look so foolish in front of so many people had truly angered him, and the culprit was the woman who had recently sweetly called him "husband."

He Ming slowly walked towards Wei Jie, glancing coldly at Chen Xuan and letting out a sneer.

"He Ming, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

The next scene left everyone present stunned. Chen Xuan grabbed He Ming's sleeve and pleaded.

Chapter 50 Chen Xuan's Trick (Part 3)

She had previously ordered her men to subdue him, but now she was pleading in a low voice. This situation was simply beyond the logic of ordinary people.

He Ming felt a burning pain on his face. He abruptly flung Chen Xuan's hands away and snorted coldly.

"Please forgive me, okay? I was wrong!"

Chen Xuan's bright eyes were now filled with a misty haze, making her look truly pitiful.

"Hmph, if only you had known then what you know now!"

He Ming sneered coldly. If the other person had been a man, he would have fought back desperately, but he simply couldn't bring himself to hit a woman, even though he had been furious earlier.

"Damn it, stop babbling! You hit me and that's it?"

A short, fat, drunken man brandished a gleaming watermelon knife and shoved Chen Xuan hard, sending her staggering backward.

The three burly men stepped forward, blocking her path like three mountains.

Although Chen Xuan's previous actions were truly disheartening, He Ming still felt a pang of pity seeing her being bullied like this!

"So what exactly do you want?"

Chen Xuan steadied herself, coldly staring at the short, fat drunkard.

"What do I want?"

The short, fat man seemed caught off guard by the question. Already drunk, his thinking was sluggish. After a long pause, he burst into laughter, "I don't want anything, just sleep with me for one night, and I'll pretend nothing happened!"

"Why don't you go sleep with your mother?"

The usually calm and collected Chen Xuan was clearly furious, even resorting to profanity.

He Ming sensed something was amiss. Chen Xuan's side was clearly at a disadvantage. Although the three bodyguard-like men were burly, they were outnumbered and unarmed. It was impossible for them to escape unscathed. As the saying goes, swords have no eyes. The short, fat man's side was clearly a gangster; how much chivalry they had was questionable. She was now fighting head-on, and it would be a pity if some pervert slashed her. The biggest loss would be for He Ming.

He Ming wanted to find a way to ease the tension, but time was running out, and things had already taken the turn he didn't want to see.

The short, fat man was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Chen Xuan to be so stubborn at this time. No one knew how angry he was, but his actions spoke volumes. He raised his watermelon knife and slashed at a burly man blocking his way.

However, the burly man named Xue Gang was incredibly fast. He moved faster than the short, fat man and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying backward and knocking down two or three people. The private room was in chaos.

"Damn it, kill him!"

"Damn it!"

Xue Gang's actions clearly enraged the short, fat man's group, so they cursed and raised their weapons to fight. However, with a crisp "crack" sound, they all gaped, their faces filled with shock, and no one dared to move an inch.

He Ming's eyes widened as he stared at the iron weapon that Xue Gang had suddenly produced. Two words flashed through his mind—a pistol.

The burly man who had been kicked down cursed as he stood up, but when he saw the dark muzzle of a gun, he instantly fell silent, his legs trembling.

He Ming clearly heard the sounds of throats moving behind him, but he was clearly the most uneasy of everyone present, because his grudge against Chen Xuan ran the deepest!

"Don't move, or I'll blow your heads off!"

Xue Gang's tone was icy, radiating a murderous aura, and no one doubted his sincerity.

Chen Xuan seemed quite satisfied with the current situation, looking at the short, fat man beside her with a cold smile, and said, "Speak, what do you want?"

"Uh...this...this..."

The fat man's legs trembled, and he stammered, almost wetting himself with fear.

"I think it must be a misunderstanding, everyone, let's talk this out!"

The tall, thin young man seemed more composed and stepped in to smooth things over.

"Heh, you think you can just leave after a misunderstanding..."

Chen Xuan chuckled coldly, seemingly unwilling to let the matter rest so easily. However, she suddenly stopped speaking, a thoughtful expression on her face. Her tone changed, and she said, "Fine, since it's a misunderstanding, then take your men and leave quickly."

"Let's go!"

The tall, thin young man looked around, then gave the order and turned to leave.

He Ming was dumbfounded. Although it seemed that Chen Xuan's plan to force him to take nude photos had failed, no one could guarantee that she wouldn't try the same trick again after these people left.

He Ming's mind raced. There were only two ways to ensure safety: first, he could leave with them; second, he could find a way to keep the short, fat man and his group there.

To be honest, although Wei Jie was his good brother, at this moment, he really didn't want his friend to stay here any longer. If something unexpected happened, he would probably blame himself to death.

"Since there's nothing else, I should go too!"

Seeing the people in the private room gradually leaving, He Ming quickly suggested.

Chen Xuan flashed a captivating smile at He Ming, saying, "They specifically invited you out and ordered all this food, how can you just leave like this!"

He Ming frowned slightly, thinking that things were indeed not simple. The only solution was to bring the tall, thin young man and his group back, but when he thought of Wei Jie, he really didn't want to do that. He would get himself into the mess and drag others down with him; that wasn't the behavior expected of brothers.

In fact, Wei Jie stood motionless to the side, clearly determined not to leave until He Ming did. Leaving a brother alone in the inferno under such circumstances was definitely not a matter of loyalty.

"Who are you? Why aren't you leaving!"

Chen Xuan questioned Wei Jie, who remained rooted to the spot like a wooden stake.

"Strange, what business is it of yours whether I leave or not?"

Wei Jie replied calmly, showing no sign of backing down.

"You…"

Chen Xuan's face darkened with anger, and she was about to say something when she heard a voice from outside the door.

"Hey Brother Wei, why aren't you leaving yet?"

The tall, thin young man who seemed to be the leader returned, apparently having walked quite a distance before realizing Wei Jie hadn't followed.

"Brother Li, it's alright, you go ahead!"

Wei Jie turned and casually replied, then turned back to look at Chen Xuan across from him, his eyes flashing with a cold light. He didn't look at her like she was a beautiful woman; he looked at her like she was his father's killer, as if he were about to raise his steel rod and strike at any moment.

He Ming was moved. Wei Jie was indeed a good brother; even with the dark muzzle of a gun facing him, he didn't back down.

"Uh..."

The tall, thin young man hesitated for a moment, seemingly understanding the situation. He stood hesitantly outside the door, unsure whether to go in or back. At the same time, his brothers who had already left returned and surrounded the doorway.

The situation had taken a dramatic turn; both sides were now locked in a stalemate, no one uttering a sound, the atmosphere terrifyingly tense.

He Ming knew that if things continued to develop this way, it would be hard to predict the consequences if either side lost their composure. Whether Wei Jie was in danger or Chen Xuan encountered some mishap, in the end, he would be the one who would be frustrated.

He Ming knew he needed a mediator, and after some thought, he realized he was perfectly suited to be one. Chen Xuan, constrained by the photos he possessed, naturally wouldn't dare to easily break off relations. On the other hand, Wei Jie was his good friend, someone he could leverage. Anyone else, however, would become a scapegoat if they spoke up.

He Ming considered this carefully, then laughed and said, "Old Wei, those outside are your brothers, right? Since everyone says it's a misunderstanding, why don't we sit down and get together? Tonight's on me!"

He Ming finished speaking with a smile, then turned to Chen Xuan and said, "What do you say, wife?"

"Uh..."

Chen Xuan was taken aback, not expecting He Ming to turn the tables. She understood that without complete control, it wasn't wise to openly defy He Ming.

Besides, Chen Xuan knew that even if she refused now, it wouldn't make a difference. Judging from that Wei Jie, he clearly wouldn't leave easily under threat; he would inevitably resort to force, which was neither her intention nor her goal.

"Okay! Okay!"

Chen Xuan replied with a somewhat unpleasant expression.

"Well, sir, since my girlfriend is willing to forgive and forget, I hope you can do me the honor of inviting everyone in for a get-together, turning hostility into friendship, and forgetting everything that happened before!"

He Ming deliberately emphasized the words "girlfriend." Although the tall, thin young man seemed to care a lot about Wei Jie and wouldn't leave easily, he still didn't dare to be careless. Therefore, he used Chen Xuan's current intimidating presence to give his words some weight.

Hearing the term "girlfriend," Wei Jie looked at He Ming, his face clearly showing his confusion.

He Ming naturally noticed, but now was certainly not the time to explain.

The tall, thin young man's expression was extremely complicated. Anyone in his position would likely have lost their composure. After a full several seconds of hesitation, he finally said, "Alright, I can't refuse such hospitality. Since it's all a misunderstanding, I can't very well refuse!"

With that, everyone returned to the private room. Fortunately, this was the Oriental Paris KTV, which was not only high-end but also spacious. Otherwise, if it were outside, a dozen or so people would probably be so crowded that there would only be standing room left.

The monitors on the wall were still playing songs, but it was easy to imagine that no one present had the inclination to sing a song—a very strange situation.

They stayed for a total of an hour. Chen Xuan was the most talkative. She seemed to have realized that her plans for tonight had completely failed, so she kept trying to please He Ming, pressing her body tightly against him, completely abandoning the reserve a girl should have.

To be honest, when He Ming was slapped, he had already considered sending out Chen Xuan's photos to ruin her reputation. However, after more than an hour, he thought it over carefully and then abandoned the idea, because it would only benefit him and not harm him, even if it gave him the pleasure of revenge.

For the sake of the bigger picture, He Ming decided to endure it for now and settle the score later.

Around nine o'clock, the group left the KTV. Chen Xuan naturally couldn't "detain" He Ming anymore, but she pretended to be reluctant to part, which made the people around her even more puzzled. They probably couldn't figure out what was going on between the two of them tonight.

…

"Uncle Xue, it's a good thing you brought a gun, otherwise tonight would have been dangerous!"

Watching He Ming and his group disappear at the end of the street, Chen Xuan turned to the burly man who was leading the group and said.

"Yes, indeed. I didn't expect that drunkard to gather so many people in such a short time, and they all looked like desperate criminals. I was terrified!"

Xue Gang unexpectedly smiled.

"He Ming, if you dare to release my photos, I'll take you down with me!"

Chen Xuan turned her head and looked again in the direction where He Ming and his group had disappeared, a hint of hatred on her face.

Chapter 51 A Terrifying Dream

The group strolled on the street for more than ten minutes, and He Ming figured out the identities of the people around him. They were members of a small gang called "Hongyun Gang" in the East District, and the tall, thin young man who seemed to be the leader was the vice-leader.

He Ming also learned the cause and effect of tonight's events. It turned out that the short, fat man had booked a private room at "Tianlai Zhiyin" early on and invited a few friends to catch up. Unexpectedly, after a few rounds of drinks, a pretty young girl barged in, saying that tonight was on her, and demanded that they leave immediately. It turned out that there were too many people on the weekend, and there were no empty private rooms available.

With all his friends present, and given the importance of saving face, the short, stout man naturally wouldn't back down.

A dispute ensued, with neither side heeding the KTV staff's attempts to intervene. A moment later, three burly men burst in and, through a combination of pushing and shoving, forced the short, stout man and his friends out of the private room.

Of course, the pretty young woman was Chen Xuan. The

short, stout man, having suffered such a loss, wasn't about to let it go. He called for backup, and this serendipitous turn of events inadvertently ruined Chen Xuan's scheme.

He Ming clicked his tongue in disbelief, blaming himself for being too careless. If these people hadn't arrived at that crucial moment, his plan would have been completely thwarted. He secretly resolved to be more careful in the future.

Since the two sides weren't very familiar with each other, and it was already late, everyone quickly said goodbye. From beginning to end, no one questioned what had happened between He Ming and Chen Xuan.

However, Wei Jie didn't leave. After strolling with He Ming for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Hey, Lao He, what exactly happened tonight?"

He Ming knew he couldn't hide it any longer, so he told him the whole story. He felt a little guilty; his story sounded like a living example of abandoning love for money and beauty. Wei Jie was practically a gangster, and he valued loyalty and righteousness, so he was afraid Wei Jie would misunderstand him as heartless and have bad thoughts.

After listening quietly to the whole story, Wei Jie's face didn't change. He laughed and said, "You're really something, kid. Not only did you win over our class beauty, but now you've even got the school beauty under your thumb."

He Ming hadn't expected his worries to be completely unnecessary. He smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Wei Jie pondered for a moment, then said, "Having two girlfriends isn't a big deal. I know people like that too, but they're all just playing around. But judging from your expression, it seems you don't want to give up either of them in the future. Even if they're both willing to be with you, our country now practices monogamy. Have you thought about what to do?"

He Ming's answer to Wei Jie's question was readily available, thanks to Zhang's husband.

"Register your marriage abroad, haha, that's indeed a good method. Then I wish you success in winning the hearts of two beauties at the same time!"

Wei Jie smiled slightly after hearing this.

"Why are we talking about this between brothers?"

He Ming patted Wei Jie's shoulder, but there was something he had been wondering about, so he asked, "Old Wei, what brings you to 'Heavenly Sound' tonight? Did you come with those people from earlier?"

"Oh, I was playing pool with some friends from the Hongyun Gang when I suddenly received a call for help from one of their brothers, so we all rushed to 'Heavenly Sound',"

Wei Jie replied.

"Oh, you know people from the Hongyun Gang?"

He Ming was surprised that Wei Jie knew so many people. He usually saw Wei Jie as a loner, but he didn't expect him to have such a wide circle of friends. Of course, the main reason he asked this was to see how well Wei Jie got along with those people and whether he could establish a connection with them.

“Well, the situation is actually quite complicated. Although the Tianchong Gang and the Xiaodao Gang appear calm on the surface, they have never stopped fighting behind the scenes, each regarding the other as a threat. Therefore, they will not let go of any force they can recruit to strengthen themselves.

While the Hongyun Gang is not as strong as a top-tier gang like the Liehuo Gang, it still has several hundred members, making it a worthwhile target for the Tianchong Gang to recruit.

In order for the Hongyun Gang to survive under the Xiaodao Gang's nose, it also needs a powerful backer, and the Tianchong Gang naturally becomes the best target. So, the two sides sent people to make contact, just like with the Liehuo Gang.

Of course, because of my connection with the Tianchong Gang, I also got to know the liaison between the two gangs, which allowed me to interact with members of the Hongyun Gang,”

Wei Jie explained.

He Ming nodded. Now he finally understood why the tall, thin young man hadn't abandoned Wei Jie and left alone. He probably understood the consequences of doing so!

However, he was also very clear about one thing: if Wei Jie hadn't insisted on staying tonight out of loyalty and disregard for danger, the "Hongyun Gang" would never have returned, and Chen Xuan wouldn't have been forced to back down. So he sincerely said, "Old Wei, tonight's events are truly thanks to you, thank you!"

"Hehe, you said there's no need for such formalities between brothers, why did you come yourself!"

Wei Jie chuckled.

"Uh..."

He Ming awkwardly scratched his head.

Before parting, He Ming warned Wei Jie not to reveal his relationship with Chen Xuan, explaining the potential dangers, before leaving with peace of mind. It

was already past ten o'clock when He Ming got into his car. It seemed that because it was so late, even though Xia Jingmei knew what he had been doing out tonight, she still called to ask about the situation. She was relieved to learn that he was already on his way back.

When He Ming returned to Taoyuan District, he discovered something that displeased him greatly. There was a black sedan in Liu Qinyue's villa parking shed, and he knew very well whose it was.

Although introverted, He Ming was definitely a possessive person. The thought of Liu Qinyue writhing and moaning under someone else filled him with rage.

"No way. I have to find a chance to snatch her completely away from that old bald man!"

He Ming made up his mind.

Lying in bed that night, He Ming tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Although the window opposite was closed and the curtains were drawn, the light was bright, and he knew very well what was happening inside.

Frustrated, He Ming couldn't calm down for a long time, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open. He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly heard a crisp sound coming from the hallway outside the door—clearly the sound of high heels.

"What's she doing up here?"

He Ming wondered, recalling the "uniform temptation" in the bathroom not long ago. Thinking back to the events of noon, he muttered, "Could it be that she listened to Su Xue and regained her confidence in treating Chen Junyan?"

To confirm his suspicion, He Ming quietly got out of bed, without turning on the light. He opened the door and peeked out, finding the bathroom light on at the far end. He tiptoed over.

He Ming quietly reached the bathroom door, crouched down, and peered through the peephole. The sight inside made his eyes widen in shock.

Under the bright light, Xia Jingmei wore only a pair of stockings, semi-transparent white lace panties, and white high heels…

Her eyes were alluring as she sat on the toilet, her left hand grasping one of her breasts, gently kneading it. Her beautiful legs were slightly parted, revealing the dark pubic hair between her legs, with a hint of pink visible.

As she slowly raised her right hand, He Ming noticed that her slender fingers were holding a strange object—a small rectangular box with a thin thread attached to it.

Xia Jingmei removed her left hand from her pert breasts and, with her right hand, stretched the strange object open. At the other end of the thread was an oval-shaped, glass-like object, slightly thicker than a thumb.

"A vibrating egg?"

He Ming recognized it immediately; it was a common sight in adult films.

Normally, a boy like He Ming shouldn't be exposed to Japanese adult films. He was introverted from a young age, had few friends, and spent his days between the orphanage and school. Too young to access the internet, he had no opportunity to learn about "adult films."

When he was in the first year of junior high, his deskmate was a little pervert who had downloaded a lot of pornographic videos on his phone. Every day after class, he would play them loudly in the classroom, attracting many onlookers who would chatter amongst themselves. He Ming, sitting next to him, naturally couldn't ignore it, so from then on, he learned that this thing was called a "vibrating egg."

Xia Jingmei held the vibrating egg in her right hand and pressed it against the rectangular box with her left.

"Hissing..."

A sound similar to "bees" buzzing rang out.

She slowly moved the vibrating egg towards her breasts with her delicate fingers, then gently touched her bright red nipples.

"Mmm..."

Xia Jingmei's body trembled, her mouth slightly open, letting out an irresistible, seductive moan. Her two long, slender legs in stockings involuntarily parted slightly, exposing her pink vulva. Her two plump labia majora were full and thick, and the cleft between them was already covered with a layer of love fluid, glistening under the bright light.

He Ming's throat bobbed as he stared intently at the woman's private parts, the kind every man longed for. He desperately wanted to rush in and caress them with his lips, to possess them completely.

Xia Jingmei bit her lip lightly, her right hand gently massaging the pink nipple on the tip of her breast with the vibrator. Her body trembled, her face flushed crimson, as if it were about to bleed.

Under He Ming's greedy gaze, the cute little nipple began to engorge, gradually becoming erect and turning a bright red, like a ripe cherry.

Next, Xia Jingmei moved the vibrator to the tip of another breast and massaged it before moving it down, disappearing into her legs, revealing the dark pubic hair.

"Ugh..."

Xia Jingmei's body convulsed violently, her thighs tightly closed due to the intense stimulation. Her face was turned upwards, her mouth open, about to let out an uncontrollable moan. But at the crucial moment, she retained a sliver of consciousness, reaching out her free right hand to cover her lips.

"Hissing..."

The vibrating egg emitted a series of vibrations. Xia Jingmei's trembling body gradually subsided, as if she had adapted somewhat. She removed her jade-like hand, pursed her red lips, and slightly parted her legs again, her slender fingers gently sliding the vibrating egg between her pubic hair.

He Ming stared intently at the space between her legs with a predatory gaze, wanting to see what it was like. Unfortunately, there was only a small slit between his beautiful foster mother's legs, and with her small hands covering it, apart from the occasional glimpse of dark pubic hair, he couldn't see her alluring private parts at all.

Fortunately, as the pleasure intensified, Xia Jingmei's long, silk-stockinged legs opened wider and wider, and she began to reflexively arch her lower body to meet the vibrating egg. The pink slit was finally exposed again.

Watching her plump labia flutter as the vibrating egg slid up and down, He Ming's breathing became heavy, and his penis had already pitched a high tent.

As her body gradually adapted, Xia Jingmei grew increasingly unsatisfied, her expression becoming restless. She leaned back against the pristine white tiles, raising her legs and bending them as far apart as possible, arching her lower body. Then, she reached her right hand to her private parts, her slender fingers gently parting the tips of her labia majora to reveal her already engorged clitoris. She then touched the vibrator to it, gently rubbing it.

"Ugh..."

Xia Jingmei's face showed an expression of ecstasy, low moans escaping from between her pearly white teeth. A large amount of fluid began to flow from her pink vulva, trickling down her buttocks and dripping into the toilet.

After stimulating her clitoris for a while, she slid the vibrator downwards, occasionally pressing it lightly into her erotic passage.

After several tentative attempts, she used her slender fingers to forcefully insert the vibrator completely into her secret passage. Stimulated at her G-spot, most of her strength vanished instantly, her legs went limp, and she leaned against the wall, savoring the ultimate pleasure.

A few minutes later, Xia Jingmei trembled violently, her lower body gushing with fluid, pushing the vibrator out of her secret passage. She collapsed completely, limp.

He Ming, who was already stroking his lower body, saw that his beautiful foster mother had already climaxed, her legs closed, and her alluring mons pubis no longer visible. He felt a pang of disappointment, but a sliver of hope remained—perhaps she would come again? So he reluctantly left.

After a moment, Xia Jingmei seemed to regain some strength, then stood up and turned off the vibrator.

He Ming was startled and quickly turned to leave quietly.

He Ming returned to his room, took out Wang Yuxin's mother's untouched panties and stockings from under the sheets, and relieved himself before letting out a long sigh of relief. Exhausted, he drifted off to sleep.

"Hmm, ah..."

He didn't know how long he slept when a seductive moan woke him up; it seemed to be Xia Jingmei's voice.

He Ming was somewhat dazed. He got up and went out of his room. The dimly lit corridor had no lights, except for a dim yellow light shining through the glass of a room on the right at the end of the corridor.

He Ming had a vague premonition of something bad, because that was his adoptive parents' room.

He Ming followed the sound to the door of that room and found it wasn't closed completely, with a considerable gap.

He Ming looked through the gap, and the scene inside almost made him vomit blood.

Under the dim light of a bedside lamp...

Chen Yanjun leaned against the large bed, completely naked, his legs spread wide apart.

Xia Jingmei knelt between his legs, her jade-like hands supporting his limp penis. Her small mouth encased the dark red glans, moving up and down, emitting suppressed moans. She wore only white stockings, her plump buttocks facing the door, the pale pink chrysanthemum buds faintly visible between her rounded cheeks, her glossy labia slightly parted, revealing a lascivious slit.

"Please don't react!"

He Ming prayed, but fate was against him. With the efforts of his beautiful foster mother's bright red mouth, Chen Yanjun's penis went from limp to soft, then became erect, like a towering pillar.

Xia Jingmei straightened up, her long, slender legs straddling Chen Yanjun's lower abdomen. One small hand grasped his thick penis, and she lowered her buttocks slightly, rubbing the large glans against her already gushing vulva.

"No, no!"

He Ming watched in horror, powerless to stop her.

Xia Jingmei grasped the penis, her hips gradually lowering, the large, round glans spreading her plump labia.

Seeing the "tragedy" about to unfold, He Ming, emboldened by some unknown source, pushed open the door and rushed in, trying to stop her, but he was a step too slow.

Xia Jingmei abruptly sat down, the thick penis fully penetrating her vagina, splattering her vaginal fluids.

"No!"

He Ming cried out in despair.

Chapter 52 Wang Yuxin, My Father Owes Millions

He Ming suddenly woke up, finding it already bright daylight. He exhaled several deep breaths, and as his mind gradually calmed, his brain regained some cognitive ability.

"It was just a dream!"

He Ming touched his forehead, finding it covered in cold sweat.

As the saying goes, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night. Today, Su Xue had personally taught Xia Jingmei the "art of seduction," and although he had enjoyed the spectacle, he felt uneasy, fearing that this might improve Chen Junyan's situation, hence the terrifying dream.

"If only Chen Junyan could disappear, then Aunt Xia and I could live together!"

After a nightmare, He Ming felt a growing sense of disgust towards Chen Junyan, revealing the place his beautiful foster mother held in his heart.

On a leisurely Sunday, He Ming dozed off in bed for a while, then got up, washed up in the bathroom, and took out his book on Indian yoga to practice. He practiced for a full hour, feeling not tired at all, but rather refreshed and full of energy, as if he had been reborn.

After breakfast, He Ming went out. He planned to tell Wang Yong about Chen Junyan's demands. As long as the Lü family existed, he felt like he had a thorn in his side; only by obtaining evidence as soon as possible could he smooth out this thorn.

He Ming went to the martial arts hall, found Wang Yong, and explained the situation clearly.

Wang Yong's honest face instantly fell, and he said, "This is really difficult. Such important evidence will definitely be kept by the top brass of the gang after we get it. Even our head of the gang wouldn't be able to touch it, let alone me!"

"Uh, Brother Wang, I'm really sorry, I can't help you with this!"

He Ming said apologetically.

"It's not your fault. Being able to contact Mayor Chen for me is already a huge help. As for the evidence, just tell Mayor Chen, and I can promise him!"

Wang Yong said magnanimously.

"But, can you get it?"

He Ming asked somewhat worriedly.

"What can I do? I can only do my best!"

Wang Yong said with a forced smile.

…

He Ming left the martial arts gym, looked around, and finding nowhere to go, took out his phone and called Wei Jie, wanting to arrange a meeting with Zhu Wanguan to reconnect. The Lü family was a formidable force, not just because of the mayor's title, but also because of their shares in "Jincheng." Even if Lü Zhenbing were brought down, at most their legitimate influence would be diminished; whether it could truly shake them was uncertain. Besides, the Little Knife Gang was always watching closely, so strengthening one's own power was always a good precaution.

Wei Jie answered the phone, saying he needed to contact them first to find out who they were dealing with.

He Ming hung up, pondered for a moment, and decided to visit the orphanage and see Wang Yuxin. She said she was going back to school tomorrow, and he wondered how her arm was recovering.

Since Chen Junyan had personally said he wouldn't interfere with his schedule over the weekend, He Ming had no qualms. He took a taxi, and an hour later, arrived at the orphanage.

Entering the gate, He Ming looked around. It was his former home; just two or three days without visiting felt like a lifetime ago.

In the middle of the orphanage, the children were playing, and the brand-new toys in their hands were all bought by He Ming after he went to the Chen family.

He Ming gazed at them silently, his expression somewhat dazed. He remembered a long time ago, when he too was carefree, laughing and playing with his brothers and sisters in the courtyard under the sun. On the other side, on a stone bench, always sat a girl in a white dress. Although she was blind, a faint smile graced her face.

"Sister Yan, where are you?"

He Ming lowered his head, his emotions somewhat somber. To be honest, for five years, he had been thinking constantly about the blind girl who had treated him like a younger brother.

"Xiao Ming, do you know how much I long to see this beautiful world!"

He Ming was too young then to understand the blind girl's inner pain. Now, thinking back, he felt a pang of heartache.

"Brother, brother, you're back!"

"Why haven't you come back to play with us these past few days?"

The children spotted He Ming and skipped over. They still didn't know that He Ming already had a new home.

He Ming forced a smile and played around with the children. Although he was fourteen, he still retained a childlike innocence. While he initially seemed reluctant, his mood gradually improved over time.

"Mom, has there really been no news of Sister Yan all these years?"

Upon seeing his mother, He Ming asked the same question he'd asked countless times.

"Oh, no, it's strange. Many children have been taken away over the decades, but none have disappeared without a trace like her. It's really worrying!"

His mother also looked concerned. He

Ming was disappointed again. With a heavy heart, he left the orphanage and strolled for a few minutes before arriving at Jincheng Residential Area.

Reaching the seventh floor, He Ming found Wang Yuxin's door wide open. Peeking inside, he saw a girl wearing a pink t-shirt sitting alone on the sofa, head down, seemingly doing nothing. The television wasn't on.

He Ming quietly slipped inside, wanting to surprise the girl. He gently reached behind her and covered her eyes, saying in a strange voice, "Guess who I am?"

To He Ming's surprise, the girl didn't react at all, keeping her head down.

Just as He Ming was wondering, he suddenly felt something warm and slippery between his fingers.

"She's crying!"

He Ming was startled and turned his head to see tears streaming down Wang Yuxin's pretty face.

"What's wrong, Xiaoxin?"

He Ming was startled and quickly sat down beside her, asking.

"Brother Ming!"

Wang Yuxin burst into tears, clinging to He Ming's shoulder.

"Xiaoxin, what happened? Did that bad guy bully you? Tell me, I'll go teach him a lesson!"

The girl's unique fragrance filled his nostrils, and the sensation of her breasts against his skin was incredibly pleasurable, but He Ming was too angry to think about anything else.

"Waaah... my mom and dad are fighting!"

Wang Yuxin sobbed.

"Uh..."

He Ming was speechless for a moment. How was he supposed to "get revenge"?

He Ming had no experience in comforting girls, and racked his brains for a solution, but his collar was quickly soaked with tears.

"Xiao Xin, it's okay. Every parent has their arguments. It'll be fine after a while!"

He Ming finally managed to squeeze out a sentence, feeling a little ashamed. He didn't have biological parents; he had learned this entirely from television.

"No, lately, my parents have been arguing a lot!"

Wang Yuxin said, crying even harder.

For some reason, He Ming felt a secret thrill upon hearing this.

He cursed himself for being so heartless. His girlfriend was so heartbroken, and he was still gloating. So he quickly composed himself and asked, "They argue a lot? What's going on?"

"Waaah... I... Dad... owes a lot of money, and our family can't pay it back!"

Wang Yuxin said haltingly.

"He owes a lot of money?"

He Ming didn't want to get involved. He was hoping Wang Yuxin's parents would fall out so he could have a chance to win over the beauty and have his cake and eat it too. But looking at his girlfriend's heartbroken face, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Do you know how much money your father owes?"

Looking at the rather high-end furniture around them, He Ming knew that if even Wang Yuxin's parents were powerless, he had absolutely no chance of doing anything. But out of concern, he still asked.

"The exact... amount... I... I don't know. I only... I vaguely heard it was several million!"

Wang Yuxin said a number that would shock an ordinary person.

"Several million?" Although he had expected it, He Ming still broke out in a cold

sweat. This number was indeed far beyond his means. He Ming thought of the more than 400,000 yuan in his card, but compared to several million, it was a drop in the ocean and had no effect whatsoever. "Sigh..." He Ming sighed, gently patting Wang Yuxin's shoulder, unsure of what else to say. "Not long ago... my mother suddenly seemed to have changed... become a different person, calculating every single penny. I couldn't understand it at all... until a few days ago when I overheard them arguing... and then I realized it was because my father had incurred debts in his business. So, Brother Ming, please don't... don't blame my mother for what happened last time, okay? Waaah..." Wang Yuxin finished speaking with difficulty, feeling very sad, and continued to sob. "Alright, alright, I don't blame her!" It turned out that the reason his seemingly awful wife had been so calculating was actually to maintain the family; there was a reason, and she wasn't inherently bad. This suddenly relieved the long-standing knot in He Ming's heart. However, Wang Yuxin's sorrow still made him unhappy; he felt truly heartbroken. Time ticked by, and He Ming felt his shoulders growing sore and numb. His T-shirt collar was completely soaked with the girl's tears, sticky and uncomfortable, yet he couldn't move it, so he could only try his best to hold it up. Seeing his girlfriend like this, He Ming naturally felt bad. He racked his brains, trying to figure out how to effectively help her. His first thought was of his adoptive parents, but he quickly ruled them out, as he couldn't find any excuse to get millions from them. Next, He Ming thought of Chen Xuan. As the largest shareholder of Jincheng, giving her millions was nothing to her, and with nude photos in hand, he wasn't afraid she wouldn't agree. After careful consideration, He Ming also ruled out this method. Although it was undeniably reliable, his relationship with Chen Xuan was very delicate. They were supposedly boyfriend and girlfriend, but in reality, it was a relationship of threat and being threatened. Even a rabbit will bite when cornered, and going too far wouldn't be appropriate. Besides, He Ming planned to spend his life with Chen Xuan, the campus beauty, and this pretense was hindering the development of their relationship! He Ming had a headache and racked his brains for a solution. Time flew by, and in his hazy state of mind, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. The image of a short, old man appeared in his mind. That's right, he was the man who kept Liu Qinyue as his mistress, the one Principal Liu called Chairman Zheng's Bald Man.

"He's keeping Liu Qinyue as a mistress. If I use that to blackmail him, could I extort a few million from him?"

He Ming's eyes lit up, but quickly dimmed again. He knew that doing so was a clear violation of the law. If he wasn't caught, it would be fine, but if he was, he'd definitely be in jail.

He Ming was caught in a dilemma...

After finishing his thoughts, He Ming realized that the girl had stopped sobbing. The tingling in his shoulder was becoming more and more pronounced, and he really couldn't hold on any longer. He wanted to move that fragrant, delicate body away, but suddenly he noticed that the breathing beside his ear was so even, and the soft breath gently blew on his neck, tickling him!

He Ming knew that Wang Yuxin must be asleep, so he didn't dare to make any big movements and gritted his teeth to hold on.

"Creak!"

Fortunately, after a while, a slight friction sound came. He Ming reflexively turned his head and saw that the door to the room on the side of the hall had opened, and Wang Yuxin's mother had come out.

"So she's at home?"

That was He Ming's first reaction.

He Ming was a man of exceptional beauty. His wife had a delicate face, smooth and radiant skin, and strikingly defined features, exuding a mature aura even more pronounced than Xia Jingmei's. Based on this, He Ming estimated her age to be around thirty-four or thirty-five years old. However, judging solely from her appearance, one could easily believe she was twenty-four or twenty-five!

Today, her attire was slightly more formal than before. Her long, slightly wavy hair was casually draped over her shoulders, its subtle golden hue adding a touch of sexiness. Her figure, comparable to the golden ratio of Europeans, was clad in a pristine white dress. The ultra-thin fabric was simple and clean, with a black ribbon at the waist that cinched her waistline. Her slender waist appeared even more delicate, as if about to bend in the wind, further accentuating her curves. Her magnificent breasts, two firm, full, and plump peaks, were barely contained by the thin fabric, almost bursting out, their perfect shape fully displayed.

Although the skirt wasn't a tight-fitting design, her rounded hips still curved into a perfect arc. The snow-white fabric reached her knees, revealing her perfect calves—long, slender, and smooth-smooth, without any excess fat. Her skin, as white as jade, was flawless. On her two delicate feet were white high heels, the openwork surfaces adorned with two exquisite crystal plum blossoms that shimmered like cold stars, adding to her boundless charm. It

's been said that a woman's clothing has little to do with the weather, but rather with her mood. This exquisite wife's slightly conservative attire suggested her inner loneliness, seeking comfort and protection through the fabric. Of course, her slightly puffy almond-shaped eyes further confirmed this.

Although the wife looked haggard, she possessed a delicate beauty, a poignant air of sorrow that captivated He Ming. He was somewhat mesmerized. He didn't know Wang Yuxin's mother's name, and he was eager to know what name was befitting such a woman.

"He Ming, you're here!"

The wife, seemingly oblivious to the awkwardness of their daughter and He Ming's current situation, forced a smile.

"Yes, Auntie, hello!"

He Ming, realizing what was happening, blushed slightly. If she discovered that his "son-in-law" had a daughter and harbored feelings for his mother-in-law, things would be dire.

"Uh, Brother Ming, I'm sorry!"

Wang Yuxin groggily opened her eyes, noticing the large patch of her tears soaking He Ming's shoulder, and said apologetically.

The wife didn't say anything more, turning and walking into the kitchen.

Wang Yuxin's mind gradually cleared, and she seemed to realize her current situation; her face fell again.

He Ming now harbored some resentment towards his complete stranger, his "father-in-law." He was burdened with a mountain of debt, yet his family was also suffering because of him.

A moment later, the woman, a woman of exceptional character, came out carrying a plate of washed fruit. "He Ming, have some fruit!" she said .

"Thank you, Auntie!" He Ming

replied politely.

The woman nodded, saying nothing, and quietly sat down on the sofa, her head slightly bowed, a hint of sadness on her pretty face.

He Ming looked around and saw that Wang Yuxin also looked desolate. The two beautiful women, one big and one small, both looked pitiful, a sight that tugged at his heartstrings.

He Ming was torn. He knew that if he offered to help, these two beauties would immediately flash their captivating smiles, but he also knew the heavy burden he would bear if he agreed.

The atmosphere was terrifyingly heavy. Neither Wang Yuxin nor her daughter spoke; their sorrowful expressions could break any man's heart.

He Ming struggled internally, trying to suppress his emotions, pondering the consequences of agreeing or disagreeing. Each glance at their haggard faces stirred a surge of impulse within him. After what seemed like an eternity, he gritted his teeth and said, "Auntie, I heard Uncle owes some money from his business?"

"Yes! Please excuse me!"

The beautiful, glamorous wife seemed to snap out of her reverie, managing a forced smile before her expression darkened again.

"How much does he owe?"

He Ming pressed.

"Over seven million!"

The stunning wife seemed to sense something, a flicker of life appearing on her face, her eyes filled with a barely perceptible expectation.

"I think I can help you!"

Hearing the exact amount, He Ming nearly fainted from shock, but he still voiced his decision after much internal struggle.

"Really? You mean you can lend us that much money?"

The gloom on the beautiful wife's face vanished, replaced by surprise as she looked at He Ming, though a hint of doubt lingered in her eyes. Wang Yuxin, standing beside her, also showed delight.

"Hmm!"

He Ming nodded with difficulty. For some reason, he felt a slight sense of regret. This was probably what they called "being blinded by lust."

Chapter 54 Mother and Daughter

"But will your parents agree?"

The beautiful woman was happy but also a little worried.

He Ming was stunned for a moment before realizing that this beautiful woman thought he had to borrow money from his adoptive parents to get this money. But he couldn't blame her. Who would believe that a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy could get millions? But of course, he couldn't go into details, so he said, "Don't worry, Auntie, I mean what I say!"

"Hmm, thank you so much, Xiao Ming!"

The beautiful woman was so excited that she didn't know where to put her hands.

"It's okay, it's my duty..."

Before He Ming could finish speaking, his phone rang. He smiled apologetically and answered the phone. It was Xia Jingmei calling, asking if he was coming home for lunch.

He Ming was taken aback, realizing it was already lunchtime. After a quick calculation, he realized it would take almost an hour to get to Taoyuan District. He didn't want to keep his family waiting that long, so he said he'd eat out.

"Uh, it's lunchtime now, are you hungry?"

His wife, a rather awkward woman, pulled out her phone to check the time and asked.

"It's okay!"

He Ming quickly shook his head.

Wang Yuxin, standing beside him, also shook her head, her pretty face already radiant, her arms wrapped around He Ming's arm, clearly in a good mood.

"Okay, I'll call your uncle, and we can all go out to eat together later!"

The wife of the "perfect man" thought for a moment and suggested.

"How could I trouble you? I'll just grab something to eat later!"

He Ming quickly refused; he wasn't the kind of person who would take advantage of someone's favor to demand something in return.

"How can you? You've helped my family so much, you should at least give us a chance to thank you!"

The wife of the "perfect man" looked anxious, not like she was just being polite.

"Yes, Brother Ming, please stay, otherwise we'll feel uneasy!"

Wang Yuxin shook He Ming's arm, pleading.

"Uh, okay!"

He Ming looked left and right; two beautiful women of different ages and temperaments were looking at him expectantly, so he couldn't refuse and agreed.

"Okay!"

The wife smiled gently, took out her phone from her bag, made a call, and then said, "Alright, let's wait a bit, we'll leave as soon as your uncle gets back!"

He Ming nodded, then saw the wife say to the pretty girl beside her, "Xiao Xin, go change your clothes, it's not appropriate to go out like this!"

"Okay!"

Wang Yuxin looked herself over and replied. Perhaps because of the weather, she was dressed very lightly, wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt and casual hot pants that were so short they barely covered her pert buttocks, and there were two small slits at the top of her thighs, almost revealing her groin. Her pair of white, jade-like legs were completely exposed, looking almost like ordinary underwear. Wearing like this was really too revealing.

"Xiao Ming, bear with it for now, let's go change your clothes!"

the wife instructed, then she and her daughter went into the rooms on either side.

He Ming sat listlessly on the living room sofa. The thought of beautiful women changing clothes in the two rooms not far away made him restless, a tickling sensation spreading through his body.

His eyes darted erratically left and right, when suddenly a thought flashed through his mind: "Could Wang Yuxin's door also have a small hole?"

The more he thought about it, the more impatient he became. He stood up, only to find the door still wide open, making movement difficult. He quietly went over and closed it before turning back to the room where the stunning woman was.

He Ming's eyes blazed as he scanned the door, but he was quickly disappointed. There wasn't even a hair's breadth of a crack. It proved that fate wasn't blind; it created opportunities for voyeurs!

Like a defeated rooster, He Ming turned away dejectedly and plopped down on the sofa.

Women's dressing up is so particular, regardless of age. A full half hour passed, and the mother and daughter still hadn't emerged. He Ming was nearly going crazy with impatience.

"Creak!"

The long-awaited sound of the door opening rang out. He Ming looked in the direction of the sound and saw his stunning wife emerge first, her beauty so striking it made his eyes widen.

Her cloud-like hair was styled into a mature woman's cloud-like updo, her eyebrows were like willow leaves fluttering in the wind, her eyes were like autumn waters rippling, and a touch of light purple eyeshadow added a mysterious allure. Her nose was delicate and straight, her cherry lips were luscious and inviting, and her rounded chin was as

smooth as white porcelain. It was an absolutely beautiful face, clean and fair. She wore a sparkling, tight-fitting dress, the slightly low V-neck revealing her fair skin. A delicate necklace draped over her slender, fair neck, the pendant shimmering and hanging between her slightly exposed cleavage, making it hard to choose which to look at.

The ultra-thin fabric clung tightly to her exquisitely shaped body, outlining every inch of her jade-like skin with meticulous detail. Her full breasts, plump hips, slender waist, and jade-like legs created a striking contrast, perfectly embodying the concept of a devilish figure. The shimmering fabric added a touch of elegance to her sensuality, making her alluring without being frivolous.

The ultra-short skirt hemlined thirty centimeters above her knees, revealing two jade-like legs as white as ivory, voluptuous yet slender and firm, neither too thin nor too plump, like a perfect jade sculpture by a master sculptor, the exquisite craftsmanship breathtaking.

On her feet were a pair of silver high-heeled sandals, light and breathable yet refined, with delicate straps adorned with densely packed tiny petals, crystal clear and captivating. Her ten jade-like fingers were white and adorable, with full, glossy pink nails, like those of a tender little doll.

After changing her outfit, the stunning wife's charm increased dramatically. Every move she made exuded a natural allure; she was simply a stunner.

Feeling He Ming's burning gaze, the stunning wife blushed slightly and slowly sat down on the sofa. This made her jade-like legs appear even straighter and longer, and the super-short skirt flared up to her thighs, making one want to lift it up and see what lay beneath.

A moment later, Wang Yuxin also changed her clothes and came out. Compared to her mother, she did appear somewhat more youthful, but her charm was in no way inferior.

Her long, jet-black hair was as smooth and silky as a bolt of silk, loosely held back by a pink hair clip, casually draped over her fragrant shoulders. Her eyebrows were delicate and graceful, her beautiful eyes deep and captivating, her long eyelashes like two small, black fans, each blink radiating a mesmerizing electric light. Her small, cherry-red lips were alluring, giving one the urge to hold them close and suckle them. Although her face lacked strong three-dimensionality, her features were perfect, embodying an ultimate purity.

She wore a chestnut-colored, sheer, fitted short-sleeved t-shirt, her slender, white arms smooth and radiant, without a single flaw such as roughness or pores. Her small breasts rose above the fabric, forming perfect curves; while not voluptuous, they were quite well-proportioned, considered "cow's breasts" for her age.

She wore a white polka-dot three-layer mini-skirt, the semi-transparent fabric subtly revealing the skin at the base of her thighs. The lace trim at the hem was exquisite, adding to her pure and innocent aura. Her legs, which made up more than 60% of her body, were clad in flesh-colored stockings, the pink of her skin barely visible, adding a touch of mystery yet also a hint of allure.

On her feet were white mid-heeled sandals, her ten little toes lying smoothly beneath the thin stockings, the glittering nail polish shining through the tiny gaps, defiantly radiating its own brilliance.

"Brother Ming, is this outfit alright?"

Shyly, Wang Yuxin's face flushed slightly as she twirled in front of He Ming, her skirt fluttering slightly, revealing her alluring figure.

Because of her sitting posture, He Ming could clearly see the view under the girl's skirt, and realized that she was wearing pantyhose. The thin fabric could hardly cover her legs, revealing the white lace panties underneath. The

fatal temptation made He Ming's mind go blank for a moment, and his eyes almost popped out. His only reaction was to nod stupidly.

Chapter 055 Autism, Poor Sister Meng Lei (Part 1)

Extreme, tasteful wife, sexy and fiery, like a bright red rose, full of hot temptation!

Wang Yuxin, pure and beautiful, like a pure lily, her whole body exudes a refreshing and pleasant aura!

Two completely opposite temperaments, both fatally attractive to men, each representing the ultimate in each!

Wang Yuxin gently sat down next to He Ming, stretched out her jade hand to hug his arm. Although there was a little shyness on her face, it was not pretentious at all.

He Ming was no saint; with such a beautiful woman before him, even though he tried to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, he couldn't help but let his eyes wander over the stunning mother and daughter.

Seemingly because someone's gaze was too intense, both mother and daughter slightly turned their pretty faces to the side, not daring to look directly at each other. A slight unease emanated from them, and neither spoke, creating a very intimate atmosphere.

"Creak!"

The door suddenly opened, and He Ming, like a thief caught red-handed, trembled, quickly withdrawing his aggressive gaze and slowly turning his head to look at the door.

A middle-aged man, around fifty years old, walked in. He was of average appearance, slightly overweight, and only about 1.6 meters tall. Although dressed in a suit and tie, he didn't exude any seriousness.

"Could this be Wang Yuxin's father?"

He Ming vehemently denied the thought. How could such an ordinary man have a beautiful girl like Wang Yuxin? Most terrifyingly, if such a stunning woman were paired with him, it would truly be "a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung."

However, He Ming's fantasy was completely shattered the next moment. The short man, while bending down to change his shoes, said, "Have you been waiting long?"

"You have the nerve to say that? Our guests are probably starving!"

The woman stood up, her face full of reproach.

"Uncle, hello!"

Jealousy welled up from the bottom of his heart, but he still had to maintain appearances. Since he had been mentioned, He Ming still pretended to be very polite and greeted him.

"Oh, you must be He Ming. Thank you so much!"

The middle-aged man walked into the house and said with a flattering smile, but his smile was really stiff.

"No need, it's what I should do!"

He Ming really didn't know how to have many pleasantries. If the other party wasn't Wang Yuxin's father, he would have gotten up and left immediately.

"Hehe, no matter what, you've really helped our family a lot this time!"

The middle-aged man glanced thoughtfully at his daughter, and the smile on his face became even wider, the stiffness gone, and there was a hint of pride in it.

"Alright, they must be starving. Let's talk about gratitude after we eat!"

the wife urged.

"Oh, right! Right! Wait a minute!"

The middle-aged man went into the house and came out a moment later. He had changed into more casual clothes, seemingly because of the heat.

The four of them went out and downstairs. He Ming looked at Wang Yuxin's parents, who were now so affectionate, and couldn't believe they had argued earlier. His regret grew stronger. "Poverty makes a couple miserable in every way." If he hadn't been so resolute in not helping, this family burdened with huge debts would have surely fallen apart, making it much easier to win over that wife's heart.

He Ming wanted to slap himself. Why had he been so impulsive? He had brought this upon himself.

To be honest, Wang Yuxin's parents were really mismatched in appearance. Putting aside their looks, their height alone was a problem. His wife, in heels, was at least 1.7 meters tall, while her husband... well, he barely reached her earlobe. It was quite an eyesore!

"No wonder people say that all the beautiful flowers are wasted on pigs!"

He Ming thought bitterly, seemingly forgetting that this man was very likely his future father-in-law!

Wang Yuxin's father drove out of the parking shed, then took the three of them out of Jincheng Community and merged into the dense traffic on the street.

Because it was just past noon, many people were getting off work, so the streets were very congested, and the cars were probably moving at almost the same speed as walking.

Wang Yuxin's parents sat in the front, talking incessantly, completely treating the small car as their private space.

He Ming knew that if a couple could make up immediately after arguing, it could only mean that their relationship was very strong, and the problem was just that little debt. Understanding this, he felt a little annoyed. It seemed that trying to win over this awful wife was as difficult as climbing to heaven!

Thinking that all the trouble was caused by his momentary impulse, He Ming almost slapped himself. He turned his head and saw that the pretty girl next to him, who had been holding his arm, no longer had a bitter look on her face, but was full of sweet smiles. He felt somewhat relieved.

“He Ming, there’s something you might not know. Your mother and I were colleagues not long ago,”

Wang Yuxin’s father finally noticed He Ming in the carriage and struck up a conversation.

“Really?”

He Ming had been living in his new home for about half a month, watching Xia Jingmei leave early and return late every day, but he didn’t feel comfortable asking her where she worked. It wasn’t until a couple of days ago that he learned that his beautiful adoptive mother worked at Jincheng, and had become one of the directors of one of the top companies in Jiangzhou City thanks to her 10% stake. But now he was puzzled. Didn’t Wang Yuxin’s family clearly live in Jincheng Community? Why would her father say “not long ago”? Did he mean that his beautiful adoptive mother was no longer at Jincheng? That didn’t seem to make sense!

“Yes, your mother was my boss. A little over a month ago, I got a… small company from a friend, and that’s why I left Jincheng. Because I was quite busy, I haven’t had time to return the apartment in the community yet!”

Wang Yuxin’s father spoke fluently, but his tone was somewhat strange, implying something.

"Oh!"

He Ming nodded, his doubts finally resolved.

The car stopped after driving for more than ten minutes. The group got out and, led by Wang Yuxin's father, arrived at a rather upscale Sichuan restaurant.

He Ming was immediately attracted to the two beautiful young women standing in front of the restaurant. They were alluring and slender, wearing bright red cheongsams that perfectly accentuated their curves. The slits in the hems were quite high, revealing almost entirely their fair legs, making one's imagination run wild.

"Welcome!"

The two women's voices rang out simultaneously as He Ming and his group of four entered, their sweet, cloying voices sending shivers down his spine.

Inside the restaurant, the ambiance was elegant, with many lush potted plants creating a refreshing atmosphere.

The four sat down, and a waitress brought the menu. As a guest, He Ming naturally ordered first. He was burning with jealousy and really wanted to rip off his future father-in-law, but seeing the outrageously expensive dishes, he couldn't bring himself to do it after only a few days of living a life of luxury. So he just ordered two dishes at random.

Wang Yuxin and her daughter also each ordered two dishes. The short man that He Ming envied and resented was quite extravagant, ordering more than ten dishes at once. Judging from his attitude, no one would think he was already in debt for millions. He was really suffering for the sake of saving face.

Before the food was served, He Ming looked around idly. Suddenly, a very familiar figure walked in from outside the door. It was Meng Lei.

"Why is Sister Meng Lei back here?"

He Ming asked, puzzled, his eyes following the figure of the "maid sister."

Meng Lei seemed to be in a hurry, walking briskly without noticing He Ming sitting in the corner. She went straight to a room behind the restaurant, but before she could enter, she was stopped by a middle-aged woman with permed "instant noodle" hair.

"Why are you only arriving now!"

The middle-aged woman had a sour face and her tone was very cold.

Chapter 056 Autism, Poor Sister Meng Lei (Part Two)

"I...this...this..."

Meng Lei trembled all over, lowered her head, and stretched out her small hands to rub the hem of her clothes, stammering and unable to say a word.

"This...what is this? Do you know how many times you've been late?"

The middle-aged woman's face was covered in a layer of white makeup, like paint applied during home renovations. Her contorted expression made her even more terrifying. However, she seemed somewhat restrained, as her voice wasn't very loud. Furthermore, the restaurant was quite spacious, and unless He Ming was listening intently, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear what she was saying. This explains why the Wang Yuxin family of three at the same table hadn't noticed what was happening.

Meng Lei kept her head down, her lips moving slightly, but her voice was so soft that He Ming didn't hear her at all. However, judging from the deep apology and fear on her face, she was probably apologizing.

The middle-aged woman was clearly furious, forgetting to lower her voice, and snapped, "You won't do it again? How many times have you said that? Fine, go!"

At this moment, Wang Yuxin and her family at the same table finally noticed what was happening with Meng Lei. The wife of a well-educated man turned around and said, "Huh? Isn't that Meng Lei? What's wrong?"

"She knows Meng Lei?"

He Ming was extremely surprised, but he didn't want to delve into the matter. What he cared about most now was the situation with the "maid sister."

"Aunt Zhao, please, give me another chance! I promise I won't be late again!"

Meng Lei's expression became agitated. She raised her small face, reached out and grabbed the middle-aged woman, pleading.

"Don't say anything more, just pack your things and leave!"

The heavily made-up middle-aged woman showed impatience and abruptly shook off Meng Lei's hand.

"Aunt Zhao, I'm sorry, please give me another chance!"

Meng Lei's voice was tinged with tears. She grabbed the middle-aged woman's hand again, her legs went weak, and she actually knelt down.

At this moment, the other two tables of customers in the restaurant also noticed the situation and looked over with curiosity.

He Ming couldn't bear to watch any longer. He had just stood up when he saw that the woman in question had already taken a step ahead, her face cold, and walked over with elegant steps.

He Ming followed closely behind. To be honest, Meng Lei's naivety had left a deep impression on him, and seeing such a simple girl being wronged like this, he couldn't stand idly by.

"Sister Zhao!"

the woman in question said, forcing a smile as she approached.

"Oh, it's Sister Shen!"

The middle-aged woman seemed quite surprised to see the woman in question, but her smile was rather awkward.

Meng Lei, who was kneeling, saw the woman in question first, and a look of guilt appeared on her face. When she saw He Ming behind her, her expression became somewhat flustered.

"Get up!"

The wife, a man of questionable character, helped Meng Lei up, then said calmly to the middle-aged woman, "Sister Zhao, is she late?"

The middle-aged woman surnamed Zhao gave a perfunctory smile, feigning difficulty, and said, "Sister Shen, I only kept her on because of you, but she's only been working for less than half a month, and she's already late four or five times. My small restaurant is already short-staffed, and we really can't handle this kind of workload!"

"Sister Zhao, you know the child's situation, so please give her another chance!"

The wife, trying to soften her expression, said.

"Uh..."

The middle-aged woman looked troubled, clearly unwilling.

"Alright then, thank you so much for your help these past few days, Sister Zhao! Since she's not doing well, she can't blame anyone else. Please settle her wages today!"

The wife, knowing the situation was beyond repair, glanced at Meng Lei, but her eyes held no blame, only deep pity.

"No, Teacher Shen!"

The seemingly frail Meng Lei surprisingly spoke with such decisiveness, then looked again at the middle-aged woman who appeared to be the restaurant owner and pleaded, "Aunt Zhao, please, give me another chance!"

As she spoke, two clear tears streamed down her bright eyes.

He Ming's heart almost broke. He couldn't understand why Meng Lei was so stubborn. Was she really that short of money? Not only was she working as a part-time housekeeper in her own home, but she also found work here, and even after things had progressed to this point, she still refused to leave.

He Ming was also quite surprised that Meng Lei addressed the married woman as "teacher." According to Wang Yuxin, her mother was a teacher at Jiangzhou University. Could this "maid" actually be a student at Jiangzhou University?

Unable to understand, He Ming didn't want to think about it anymore. His only thought was to get Meng Lei, who held a very high place in his heart, away from this place. He took two steps forward, grabbed the "top-quality maid's" small hand, and said, "Sister Meng Lei, forget it, let's go!"

Meng Lei turned to look at He Ming, her expression extremely complicated, and surprisingly, she didn't object.

The "top-quality maid" looked at He Ming and Meng Lei with a surprised expression; she was probably also wondering how the two knew each other!

Wang Yuxin, who had followed, looked at the two with a slightly strange expression!

Next, Meng Lei seemed to resign herself to her fate, obediently accepting the bill, and then sat down at the table with He Ming and the other three, her status suddenly changing from host to guest.

"Do you two know each other?"

The "top-quality maid" had clearly already figured out the relationship between He Ming and her daughter, and now seeing him know a girl with striking good looks, she was obviously getting impatient and asked.

Wang Yuxin had been watching the more mature-looking older woman with a wary expression. As soon as her mother spoke, her gaze shifted to He Ming, seemingly waiting for an explanation.

"Yes, she's doing odd jobs at my house!"

He Ming, having noticed his girlfriend's expression earlier, said this to avoid misunderstanding.

Wang Yuxin visibly relaxed, her expression becoming more relaxed.

"What?"

The wife's face changed, and she asked anxiously, "She didn't cause any trouble at your house, did she?"

"Huh?"

He Ming was somewhat taken aback, wondering why his wife was asking this. If Meng Lei were a child, it would be understandable, but she was clearly a delicate young woman; it seemed inappropriate to say such a thing.

"Sigh, I know your family isn't well-off, and I wanted to help your father, but you also need to understand that if something goes wrong while working at someone you don't know, then..."

The wife's expression was somewhat sorrowful, making things even more perplexing.

“Auntie, don’t worry, Sister Menglei is very skillful. My parents both like her very much!”

Hearing the wife of the eccentric man scolding Menglei like a child, He Ming felt a little strange, so he interjected to help.

“She…”

The eccentric wife hesitated, sighed, and didn’t continue.

Menglei suddenly started sobbing, choking out, “He Ming, I’m sorry, I didn’t tell Uncle and Auntie the truth!”

He Ming was completely confused, looking around in bewilderment, but no one gave him an answer.

Wang Yuxin and her husband also looked puzzled.

“What? You didn’t tell Mayor Chen and the others about your health condition?”

the eccentric wife asked suspiciously.

“Yes!”

Menglei nodded, her delicate body trembling slightly from crying, looking so pitiful that it was heartbreaking.

“What’s wrong with Sister Menglei?”

Hearing the words "physical condition," He Ming was somewhat bewildered. Could it be that this innocent "maid" sister had some kind of illness?

Looking at the silent Meng Lei, and then at the extremely anxious He Ming, the "perfect wife" gritted her teeth and said, "She has suffered from mild autism since childhood; her behavior and communication skills are not as good as her peers!"

He Ming felt a loud buzzing in his brain. He finally understood why this maid sister's way of speaking had been so strange—she was sick. For some reason, he had an urge to cry. He blinked hard a few times, forcing back the tears that were gradually welling up, before angrily asking, "Since she's sick, why do her parents still allow her to work?"

"Don't blame her father, he's amazing!"

The wife of the exceptionally kind man corrected He Ming's words, slowly beginning her narration: "When Meng Lei was two or three years old, she was diagnosed with autism. Her parents sought medical help everywhere, spending all their savings. Faced with this immense financial burden, her mother resolutely left them!

From then on, her father shouldered the entire heavy burden, not only continuing to search for treatments for her but also supporting her education!

However, because of her illness, her judgment was far below that of her peers, and her grades were very poor, making it impossible for her to continue her studies."

The wife's eyes gradually reddened, and after a pause, she continued, "Fortunately, heaven is fair to everyone. Although it imposed this terrible illness upon her, it also bestowed upon her a piano talent far beyond that of ordinary people." "

Because of her outstanding piano talent, she was admitted to Jiangzhou University through a special admission process, and I became her teacher!" The

wife, a truly remarkable person, choked up as she spoke, sighing again, and said, "Not long ago, she said she wanted to find a job to help her father share the burden. At first, I didn't want to agree, after all, no matter how heavy the burden, it shouldn't be borne by this poor child. But later, I couldn't resist her repeated pleas, so I introduced her to this restaurant. I thought the owner was an acquaintance of mine, so I didn't need to worry too much, but I never expected... I never expected her to work as a... hourly worker at your house again."

He Ming felt his eyes getting wet. He never imagined that this innocent Meng Lei had such a tragic past; it was truly heartbreaking!

Wang Yuxin stared blankly at the older sister she had previously considered a rival, her bright eyes glistening with tears.

The atmosphere grew heavy. Meng Lei stopped sobbing and explained why she was late. It turned out she was also tutoring a primary school student on the piano. Because the job was paid by the hour, she couldn't bear to waste a single second to earn extra money. Plus, the roads were always congested at lunchtime, often causing her to arrive at the restaurant later than scheduled.

This girl, battling illness, was juggling three jobs, spending almost the entire day busy. Thinking about this, He Ming couldn't calm down. Although the dishes were served, he had no appetite, his mind preoccupied with how to help this poor Meng Lei.

The meal passed quickly; the food on the table was barely touched. Wang Yuxin's father paid the bill, and the group left the restaurant.

Before parting, He Ming asked Wang Yuxin's father for ten days, promising to deliver the promised seven million. He knew that obtaining the money would likely involve some difficulties, which was why he had set a longer timeframe.

Wang Yuxin's father agreed without much thought. In this world, borrowing a few million is harder than climbing to heaven. Since the other party was willing, what more could he ask for?

Meng Lei looked at He Ming, a hint of lingering affection in her beautiful eyes, but finally turned and left with Wang Yuxin's family.

Chapter 57 Beauty and Disaster (Part 1)

He Ming left the restaurant, his heart churning. Seeing the girl he cared about living such a difficult life, he felt a pang of heartache. Of course, he understood that he and the beautiful Meng Lei had no official status, and even if he wanted to offer some financial assistance, he had no excuse, and she certainly wouldn't accept it.

Besides this troublesome matter, there was also the seven million, which was an extremely thorny issue. He was struggling to choose between Chen Xuan and that bald Zheng.

If he directly asked Chen Xuan for it, even if he could shamelessly ask, she would definitely think it was a threat, which would make their already frozen relationship even worse. This was not what he wanted to see; it might even lead to a tragic situation like a fight to the death.

What does "fight to the death" mean?

This was the terrible outcome He Ming suffered after his "survival at gunpoint" at the karaoke bar that night.

Chen Xuan appeared to be completely helpless, because even with a gun pointed at her head threatening to hand over all the photos, she wasn't sure if she'd actually given "all" of them, so that path was a dead end! But what if she had actually ordered Xue Gang to shoot?

Indeed, if Chen Xuan wanted to resolve the nude photo issue, there was an extreme way: kill herself. Although murder seems far removed from ordinary people, the cases frequently shown on legal programs on television aren't fiction.

He Ming knew that if he could think of this, then the desperate Chen Xuan had probably thought of it too. The reason she hadn't acted on it was probably because she felt the situation hadn't gotten that bad yet. After all, to put it nicely, he was Mayor Chen's adopted son; to put it bluntly, he was a lone wolf. If something happened, and she, a wealthy young lady, was found out, it wouldn't be worth it!

Therefore, He Ming knew he shouldn't push her too hard, otherwise, one day she might really lose her mind and take a desperate gamble, and that would be disastrous!

Thinking of that dark gun barrel, He Ming shuddered!

Of course, even ignoring any consequences, in this coercive relationship, He Ming found it difficult to bring up this matter with Chen Xuan.

If he asked that bald Zheng, he would inevitably bear the risk; if caught, he would definitely be in jail.

He Ming was so confused he wanted to smash his head with a brick. He had been completely blinded by beauty and lust, and had foolishly agreed.

He Ming sat on a park bench, agonizing for over an hour, before suddenly gritting his teeth and making a decision: he would go to the bald Zheng to "get" it.

He felt this approach had another advantage: once the bald Zheng's affair was exposed, he would definitely abandon Liu Qinyue, and then he could have this beautiful woman all to himself.

Finally finding a sliver of comfort in his adversity, He Ming felt a little better.

Having decided on this path, He Ming began to plan. To threaten Zheng the Bald, he needed evidence. Only by seizing leverage could he strike effectively; otherwise, mere words would not only be useless but might also alert the enemy.

"Evidence?"

He Ming muttered these two words as if in a dream, his thoughts gradually becoming clearer: secretly taking photos.

Once he obtained photos of Zheng the Bald and Liu Qinyue being intimate, he could say he was halfway to success.

Thinking this, He Ming breathed a sigh of relief, finally having a clear direction.

His phone rang. He took it out and saw it was Wei Jie, so he answered.

"Old He, Zhu Wanguan and the others are free tonight, come out!"

"Don't they have classes at the high school tonight?"

"Heh, who cares about them!" "

Oh, okay, where should we meet?" "

Eight o'clock, The Voice of Heaven! "

"The Voice of Heaven again?" "

What's wrong?" "

Oh, nothing, okay then!"

He Ming hung up the phone. After the last incident, the mere mention of "Heavenly Voice" made him somewhat neurotic.

He Ming returned home, practiced yoga, and went out in the evening, arriving at the entrance of "Oriental Paris" before eight o'clock.

After a short wait, a brand-new van appeared before him. Five or six young men got out, including Wei Jie and "Zhu Wanguan."

He Ming walked over and greeted him first, "Hello, Brother Zhu!"

Zhu Wanguan laughed heartily, quite smugly, then pointed to a tall, thin young man of about twenty-five or twenty-six next to him, saying, "Brother He, let me introduce you, this is Brother Duan!"

"Hello, Brother Duan!"

Seeing the young man's dark red hair, He Ming knew this kind of person was not to be trifled with, so he greeted him with a smile.

"Hmph!"

The young man surnamed Duan snorted slightly, then raised his chin and looked away.

Having his warm face met with indifference, and seeing Duan's arrogant expression, He Ming wanted nothing more than to pick up a brick and smash it.

"Alright, let's go in!"

Zhu Hu stepped in to smooth things over, calling out before walking forward, followed by his entourage, with He Ming and Wei Jie bringing up the rear.

"That Duan guy is the vice leader of the Blazing Fire Gang!"

Wei Jie suddenly whispered in He Ming's ear.

He Ming was startled; he hadn't expected someone so young to be a vice leader. Although the man's position seemed high, he felt a deep disgust for him. Such an arrogant and conceited person would eventually be killed and fed to the dogs!

As soon as the group entered the Heavenly Melody restaurant, the young man surnamed Duan shouted at the heavily made-up middle-aged woman behind the counter, "Boss lady, where's Mei Gui?"

"Rose?"

He Ming was somewhat taken aback. Why would this idiot surnamed Duan come here looking for roses? However, the boss lady's answer made him think...

"Oh, it's Brother Zhu. She's serving someone!"

the middle-aged woman said with a forced smile. It sounded really strange for a woman in her forties to call a young man in his twenties "Brother Zhu."

"Duan, you're so arrogant! Tell her to come keep me company right now!"

the young man surnamed Duan roared, as if he held the world in his hands.

"Could 'Rose' be someone's nickname?"

He Ming wondered, but he was growing increasingly disgusted with Duan's behavior.

Wei Jie walked up to the middle-aged woman and asked, "Madam, I booked a room beforehand, what number is it?"

"Oh, it's number 6!"

the landlady quickly replied.

"Good, quickly tell the waiter to bring some beer and fruit!"

Wei Jie ordered.

"Okay! Right away!"

the landlady responded hurriedly.

The group entered the number 6 private room and sat down. The young man surnamed Duan was the most eager, grabbing the microphone first and yelling at a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy beside him, "Go pick out 'Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies' for me!"

The boy bowed and scraped as he ran to the computer, fiddled with it for a few moments, and "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" began to play.

To be honest, He Ming, who was only a teenager, was completely unfamiliar with the once-popular Hong Kong band, but he had heard songs like "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" a few times. The lead singer's voice was very powerful, giving off a domineering feeling.

The idiot surnamed Duan started singing along to the music, but his voice was really nothing to write home about. To use a popular phrase these days, it was like "

he didn't even need any embellishment to act like a ghost." Of course, the seemingly incredibly cool deputy gang leader didn't care at all whether others would be killed by his voice. His voice was indeed very domineering, as domineering as a chainsaw on a construction site, and accompanied by exaggerated body language, he sang with such passion, as if he had taken stimulants.

He Ming couldn't take it anymore after only singing half a song. If he had to suffer this inhuman torture all night, he might as well buy a block of tofu and smash his head against it.

Wei Jie, who was next to him, also frowned, with a hint of disgust on his face.

He Ming was somewhat impressed. The "Zhu Wanguan" and others standing nearby were clapping and cheering—it was like clapping blindly!

Fortunately, just then, a tall, elegant voice entered the private room, accompanied by a pleasant fragrance.

He Ming looked closely and saw it was the stunning waitress he had met several times before. He vividly remembered the bright red "rose" on her instep during their first meeting!

Chapter 58 Beauty and Calamity (Part Two)

Today, she was dressed formally as always. Her long, black hair was glossy, tied into a cute braid at the front half, hanging down her chest—both flowing and cool, a perfect combination. Her

fair face was lightly made up, avoiding the gaudiness of heavy makeup, only highlighting her delicate features, making her less feminine and more dignified for the occasion.

She was still wearing a sexy OL uniform, the ultra-tight waist design further emphasizing her slender waist, the super-short tight skirt outlining the perfect curve of her buttocks, and her long, jade-like legs were clad in black stockings, the sheer fabric revealing glimpses of snow-white skin, adding endless mystery and allure. On her jade-like feet were a pair of brand-new black high heels, radiating an alluring dark sheen, the heels over ten centimeters high making her already enchanting figure appear even taller, giving her an air of "unapproachable."

"Little Rose, come sing me a song!"

The young man surnamed Duan moved the microphone away and called out to the beautiful waitress.

"Rose? Could that be her nickname? It really suits her!"

He Mingming thought to himself, this beautiful waitress was indeed as noble and beautiful as a rose!

"There's still something that hasn't been brought!"

the pretty waitress said, gracefully walking to the low table and bowing to put down the tray of fruit. When she saw He Ming, her face showed obvious surprise.

"Bring my ass! That GR boss lady, I told her to send you to keep me company, but she sent you to bring things!"

the young man surnamed Duan cursed loudly, then turned to another young man with dyed blond hair and said, "Xiao Fei, damn it, go tell the boss lady to arrange another waitress to bring the things!"

"Okay, Brother Duan!"

the young man nodded and ran out eagerly.

"Come here, sing me a song!"

The young man surnamed Duan took two steps forward, grabbed the pretty waitress's hand, and roughly dragged her to the center of the private room. He then picked up another microphone from the sofa and shoved it into her hand.

The pretty waitress held the microphone somewhat awkwardly, a helpless look on her face.

He Ming frowned slightly. The more he looked at this guy surnamed Duan, the more he disliked him. He was so rude to beautiful women, as if he was used to being domineering and didn't care about other people's feelings at all. Now he had an urge to rescue the beautiful woman from her misery.

"Pick up 'Today You'll Marry Me' for me!"

the young man surnamed Duan said to the guy in front of the computer.

"Okay!"

the guy responded, and the familiar melody filled the private room.

He Ming watched the beautiful waitress with great interest. They had first met on the city bus, and upon hearing her sweet voice, he had fantasized about how beautiful it would be to sing! Tonight, his wish had finally come true!

"The flowers bloom in spring..."

The sound of Duan's chainsaw rang out, and He Ming couldn't help but tease her in the chat: "Flowers bloom? Listening to your voice, the flowers have all withered!"

"The fragrance of spring flowers takes away the chill of winter; a

gentle breeze brings unexpected love;

the birdsong draws us closer;

and at this moment, I suddenly fall in love with you."

Finally, it was the beautiful waitress's turn. She parted her lips slightly, uttering beautiful words.

He Ming stared in disbelief. The waitress's voice did not disappoint him. Not only was her pronunciation accurate, but her timbre was exactly the same as Cai Tianhou's. If he closed his eyes, he couldn't hear any difference; it was like listening to a high-quality original recording.

The words "impersonation show" flashed through He Ming's mind.

"Listen to me, hand in hand,

let's go..."

Unfortunately, the beautiful "voice" didn't last long. Soon, the chorus began, and the terrifying chainsaw sound rang out again, completely ruining the beautiful waitress's exquisite imitation of the voice. The entire private room was like a sudden shift from the heavenly cries of cranes to the cacophony of screams from hell.

He Ming now really had a murderous urge. He really wanted to kick that idiot away, grab the microphone himself, and take over, so that the perfect voice wouldn't be ruined.

To be honest, He Ming, being an orphan, although academically excellent, had always disliked socializing due to his inferiority complex. This resulted in his "ordinary" appearance. In fact, he had his own pride: a good voice.

Of course, even the headmistress didn't know about this. The only one who knew was probably the blind girl, Sister Lu Yan, who treated him like a younger brother.

The guy surnamed Duan became more and more excited as he sang, and simply grabbed the beautiful waitress's shoulder, pulling her close to him.

Seeing this, He Ming suddenly felt a surge of jealousy spread from the bottom of his heart to his entire body. His teeth gritted, and he almost stood up to kick that guy surnamed Duan to death.

Of course, any man would feel jealous seeing someone else with a beautiful woman, but He Ming's anger at this moment was definitely not just for that simple reason.

There's a saying, "Heroes cherish each other." Of course, this description of the two of them might not be quite appropriate, but this beautiful waitress was indeed the best singer He Ming had ever seen. He truly felt a sense of "why didn't we meet sooner?" So, without realizing it, he regarded her as very important.

"Brother, you sing so well!"

"Sister-in-law, you sing well too!"

After oscillating between heaven and hell for several minutes, as soon as the music stopped, "Zhu Wanguan" and the others started cheering. Surprisingly, their faces didn't show any affectation, probably thanks to the beautiful waitress.

"Brother? Sister-in-law? Could this beautiful woman be that guy surnamed Duan's girlfriend or wife?"

He Ming felt a little uncomfortable.

The man surnamed Duan, beaming with smugness, waved his hand, signaling the young man at the computer to select "Another Paradise." And so, for the next half hour, it became a performance by just the two of them.

He Ming didn't care about the beautiful waitress; no matter the song, she could imitate the female singer flawlessly, even handling Sister Zhang's dolphin-like high notes with ease. He'd be happy to listen even if she sang for a year or two. But that idiot surnamed Duan was too much of a nuisance. It wasn't his fault he sang badly, but deliberately showing off was shameless; he had no self-awareness whatsoever, becoming a complete karaoke hog.

Finally, the idiot surnamed Duan, after a long period of wailing, began to hoarse, seemingly unable to hold on any longer. He handed the microphone to "Zhu Wanguan" beside him, then sat down on a sofa with the beautiful waitress.

"Zhu Wanguan" picked up the microphone and sang a couple of songs with the young men beside him. Although his voice wasn't particularly distinctive, it wasn't shrill either, so it was still within the range of human tolerance.

Next, Zhu Wanguan handed the microphone to Wei Jie. It seemed this fat man, though small-eyed, had a large brain and clearly understood Wei Jie's importance, unlike the guy surnamed Duan who was completely arrogant.

Wei Jie picked up the microphone and waited for the young man on the other microphone to finish shouting before asking the guy at the computer to select a familiar song. He then sang along softly. Clearly, his voice wasn't anything special, but his pronunciation was standard, deep, and very expressive.

After finishing the song, Wei Jie didn't intend to sing again and handed the microphone to He Ming.

Normally, the conservative He Ming would have refused outright, but today, perhaps because a "like-minded" beautiful woman was present, or perhaps driven by a desire to show off, he actually took the microphone.

"Excuse me, sir, could you please select 'Forgot'?"

He Ming said to the guy at the computer. "Forgot" was the ending theme of "The Living Buddha Ji Gong," a song with a deep, resonant tone. The singer's voice was androgynous, and his mid-to-low range was exactly what he excelled at.

The young man seemed somewhat unable to gauge He Ming's abilities. Although he looked a little reluctant, he obediently complied.

"A woman?"

He Ming was dumbfounded when the screen appeared. He hadn't known the original singer of the song was a woman. Now that he'd revealed it, he was likely to become a laughingstock.

Sure enough, the man surnamed Duan, who had been flirting with the pretty waitress beside him, suddenly slapped his thigh and laughed loudly at the screen, "A female singer? It's a woman singing a song!"

His outburst drew strange looks from everyone present, except for Wei Jie, even from the pretty waitress.

Already feeling embarrassed, He Ming's anger flared after being ridiculed. However, prioritizing the bigger picture, he suppressed his displeasure and began to sing along.

"I forgot, how much..."

The original singer's voice was quite androgynous. He Ming, being young, hadn't fully developed his voice, which had a slightly feminine quality. Moreover, he was naturally skilled in mid-to-low range vocals, so his voice was in no way inferior to the original.

Everyone around was stunned, their faces showing surprise. Even the fool surnamed Duan was taken aback.

Seeing the beautiful waitress's astonished expression, He Ming's frustration vanished instantly, replaced by a feeling of immense happiness, as if he had won the lottery. He sang with increasing seriousness, his voice naturally improving, and a satisfied look involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Great! You sang so well! One more song!"

Wei Jie shouted as the song ended, clapping enthusiastically. The beautiful waitress also clapped with a smile, and the others joined in with scattered applause. Only the man surnamed Duan looked displeased, burying his face to the side and refusing to even glance at He Ming.

He Ming knew when to stop, but just as he was about to refuse, the beautiful waitress snatched the microphone from the young man beside her and said to him, "How about I sing you a song?"

Looking at her beautiful face, He Ming's mind went blank, and he nodded involuntarily.

"Xiao Q, could you please select the song 'Today You're Marrying Me'?"

The beautiful waitress had actually selected the "couple's song" that she and the man surnamed Duan had sung together before.

This made He Ming even more flattered, but the "flattery" didn't end there. When the music started, he realized the beautiful waitress was actually singing with him using her own voice, not imitating anyone. Her voice was incredibly sweet, enough to make any man's

fantasies run wild. These two professional singers were truly different; they sang the song perfectly. Everyone present listened intently, except for the guy surnamed Duan, who had a sour face, looking like he wanted to eat someone alive.

"One more song! One more song!"

As soon as "Today You're Marrying Me" was finished, Wei Jie shouted again. The beautiful waitress didn't stop, continuing to ask the guy at the computer to select a familiar duet love song.

In his excitement, He Ming had long forgotten what modesty meant. He excitedly picked up the microphone and started singing, but before he could even finish two lines, he suddenly noticed a dark figure beside him. Before he could understand what was happening, a hand grabbed the microphone and seemingly unintentionally pushed it towards his face.

He Ming felt the microphone slam into his nose, a tingling sensation instantly spreading to his brain. Tears streamed

down his face. Through his blurred vision, he saw that the person who had snatched the microphone from him was the young man surnamed Duan. He Ming wiped his eyes, and when his vision returned, he felt an itch on his lips. He touched them and found them covered in bright red blood.

Chapter 59 Beauty and Calamity (Part 3)

He Ming's anger erupted instantly. This man surnamed Duan had been arrogant from the beginning, not taking anyone seriously at all. Now, he had brazenly snatched the microphone from his hand, which was extremely rude. He hadn't expected him to resort to such underhanded tactics.

Enraged, He Ming stood up, grabbed an open bottle of beer from the table, took two steps forward, and smashed it towards Duan's head.

Unexpectedly, Duan reacted incredibly quickly, dodging the blow and turning to kick He Ming with a powerful and swift motion.

He Ming was already ten years younger than his opponent, putting him at a clear physical disadvantage. Coupled with the man's superhuman speed, He Ming, despite his best efforts to dodge backward, was still kicked in the abdomen by the toe, the force sending him staggering backward.

He Ming was horrified, as he couldn't keep his footing and was about to fall when a hand caught his shoulder from behind. Turning around, he saw it was Wei Jie.

Wei Jie withdrew his hand, said nothing, and lunged forward to punch the man surnamed Duan in the face.

Duan clenched his right fist, bent his elbow upward to block Wei Jie's attack, then transformed his fist into a palm, aiming a strike towards Wei Jie's neck along his arm.

Wei Jie simultaneously bent his thumb, index, and middle fingers, like an eagle's claw, grabbing Duan's wrist and neutralizing the palm strike. At the same time, he delivered a knee strike to Duan's abdomen with his right foot.

The man surnamed Duan remained calm, using the microphone in his right hand to deliver a powerful downward blow to Wei Jie's knee as he charged.

"Thwack!"

Wei Jie, his right knee struck, frowned slightly. He used his left hand to pull Duan's left hand, which was still hovering around his neck, aside, freeing his right hand again. His fingers formed a claw, and he grabbed at his opponent's neck.

Duan, realizing the situation was dire, raised his foot and kicked Wei Jie in the abdomen.

Wei Jie clearly knew the situation was unfavorable, so he abruptly pulled back, retreating rapidly.

"Alright, what are you doing? We're all brothers, let's talk this out!"

He Ming snapped out of his daze. Although he was fuming, he was too shocked and angry to care about his health. He grabbed the bottle and was about to charge forward again when the guys who had come with the guy surnamed Duan reacted and quickly surrounded them. Just as a brawl was about to break out, "Zhu Wanguan," with his fat body, squeezed between the two groups and stopped the guy surnamed Duan who wanted to continue the fight, trying to mediate.

Clearly, both sides were concerned about his reputation, and the young men didn't intend to fight. Wei Jie grabbed He Ming and said, "Let it go!" "Let it go!

Look, that bastard punched my nose like this for no reason!"

He Ming said excitedly.

"Uh, Brother He, Brother Duan probably didn't mean it!"

"Zhu Wanguan" tried his best to act as a peacemaker.

"Not intentional? If it wasn't intentional, why would you use so much force?"

He Ming wasn't stupid. While a person's nose is fragile, it's not so fragile that a light touch would cause it to bleed. Besides, he clearly felt the impact was quite hard; it would be strange if it were an accident.

"Yes, I did it on purpose! I just don't like you, so what, bite me?"

The man surnamed Duan raised his chin and gave He Ming the middle finger.

"You son of a bitch!"

He Ming had never hated anyone so much. He struggled to rush forward again, but Wei Jie firmly stopped him, saying, "A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle!"

He Ming looked at the seemingly kind Wei Jie and didn't resist. He calmed down and stared coldly at the man surnamed Duan.

"Alright, everyone sit down, let's talk this out!"

Zhu Wanguan called out. The man surnamed Duan gave him face, sneered, and sat back down in his original seat. The other guys also sat down.

He Ming reluctantly continued sitting down, only to see the man surnamed Duan across from him put his arm around the beautiful waitress's shoulder and give him a provocative look.

The waitress was clearly frightened; her pretty face was pale, and she clung awkwardly to Duan.

He Ming gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing his anger. Wei Jie was right; a wise man doesn't fight when he's at a disadvantage. Duan was so skilled, and with the four or five young men around him, if a fight broke out, his side would obviously suffer a great loss.

"Brother He, are you alright? Should we go to the hospital?"

"Zhu Wanguan" obviously knew the relationship between He Ming and Wei Jie and knew things shouldn't get too tense, so he asked amicably.

"No need!"

He Ming thought that although "Zhu Wanguan" seemed somewhat shrewd, he wasn't entirely hateful, so he tried to soften his tone.

"Alright, we're all brothers. Let's talk things out. Fighting will only damage our relationship!"

Zhu Wanguan tried to smile as he spoke those meaningless words of advice.

He Ming paid no heed, his gaze fixed on the man surnamed Duan, his expression chillingly cold.

Duan, however, seemed oblivious to everything, not even glancing in their direction, engrossed in entertaining the beautiful waitress.

Half an hour passed, and the evening's gathering ended unhappily. As they parted, "Zhu Wanguan" repeatedly explained that the events of the evening were a misunderstanding, clearly not wanting to completely offend He Ming and his companion.

"Is your nose alright?"

Wei Jie asked with concern as soon as Zhu Wanguan and his group left.

"Pah! I'll avenge this!"

He Ming spat angrily.

"Heh, let it go!"

Wei Jie smiled noncommittally.

"What? Let it go?"

He Ming was astonished, unable to believe that Wei Jie, who always appeared fearless, would back down.

“You saw me fight him just now. This guy is very skilled, definitely better than me. To deal with a master like this, unless you can find ten or eight people and gang up on him when he's alone, you're the one who won't suffer a loss,”

Wei Jie explained.

“Although such an opportunity is rare, it’s not impossible!”

He Ming said doubtfully.

Wei Jie shook his head and remained silent. After walking a considerable distance, he spoke again, “To be honest, even if we have a chance to get revenge, it’s best not to act rashly!”

“Why?”

He Ming was even more puzzled.

“My relationship with Brother Wang is very close, everyone knows that, so they all consider me half a member of the Tianchong Gang. If we touch that guy surnamed Duan, it will definitely affect the entire Tianchong Gang and its cooperation with the Liehuo Gang. Once it’s investigated, not only will the two of us be in deep trouble, but Brother Wang might also be implicated.”

Wei Jie explained the seriousness of the situation.

He Ming’s expression became solemn. He hadn’t expected this matter to be so far-reaching. He was still hoping to find evidence of the Lü family’s crimes through Wang Yong. If something unexpected happened, it would be a huge loss.

“But didn’t you say that the Liehuo Gang relies on the Tianchong Gang for survival? Why would that guy surnamed Duan, as the vice leader, dare to attack you?” "

Thinking it over carefully, He Ming felt something was off.

"Hehe, that was just relying on them, not attaching myself to them. The Tianchong Gang is powerful, and even in the Eastern District, they have some shady dealings. As an ally, the Liehuo Gang naturally knows about these things. If the two sides fall out, and the Liehuo Gang exposes these things, the Tianchong Gang will also suffer huge losses. The guy surnamed Duan understands this, which is why he dared to retaliate!"

Wei Jie explained.

"So, tonight's huge loss was for nothing?"

He Ming pondered somewhat unwillingly. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and said, "What if we do it secretly?" "

How can we do it secretly? It's not like we're killing someone to cover it up. How can we guarantee that the guy surnamed Duan won't recognize us? Even if we hire someone else to do it, wouldn't we still have to worry about them exposing us? It's better to be safe than sorry. For things like this that have far-reaching implications, it's best not to do them lightly without absolute certainty!" "

Wei Jie retorted.

He Ming was speechless, his head hanging low.

"It's all that vixen's fault!"

Wei Jie seemed to feel aggrieved as well, and cursed angrily.

"Who?"

He Ming was a little confused by his nonsensical words.

"Who else could it be but that waitress?"

Wei Jie said irritably.

"How can you blame her?"

He Ming was stunned. He knew very well that the man surnamed Duan was probably just jealous and had suddenly attacked him, but he couldn't blame the innocent beauty directly.

"Mei Gui is Duan's girlfriend, that's common knowledge. Even if she admires you, why would she invite you to sing a love song like 'Today You're Marrying Me' in front of a gangster boyfriend?"

Wei Jie pointed out the key point.

He Ming was suddenly shocked. Indeed, the situation was confusing, and the beautiful waitress's behavior was too illogical. It was obvious that she was deliberately provoking the man surnamed Duan.

"Why would she deliberately provoke the man surnamed Duan into a conflict with me?" "

He Ming couldn't help but ask.

"Who knows?"

Wei Jie shook his head; he was clearly no Zhuge Liang reincarnated.

The two walked for a while, each lost in their own thoughts. He Ming suddenly noticed Wei Jie's gait was a little awkward. Thinking back, he suddenly remembered that in the private room, that guy surnamed Duan seemed to have hit his knee hard with a microphone.

"Wei Jie, is your knee alright?"

He Ming asked worriedly.

"It's fine, just a superficial injury!"

Wei Jie smiled nonchalantly.

"Tonight's events are all my fault!"

He Ming knew very well that if he hadn't clashed with that guy surnamed Duan, Wei Jie wouldn't have been implicated.

"What are you saying? So polite, brother? Then I won't dare hang out with you anymore!"

Wei Jie patted He Ming's shoulder, joking.

He Ming sighed. He suddenly wanted to become stronger. He knew that if he were strong, he wouldn't have to feel so aggrieved tonight; he wouldn't have gotten kicked, and he wouldn't have implicated anyone else.

"Alright, it's getting late. See you at school tomorrow!" He

Ming remembered the yoga technique, and now he couldn't wait to try it.

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