[Urban] The Harem Chronicles of the City (Complete) - 31-33

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Chapter 86 Seducing Someone Else's Wife

Yang Pengfei took off his wet clothes, revealing his muscular physique. He ran his fingers through his damp hair, then

shook it, splashing rainwater everywhere. When Yang Pengfei looked up and saw Xiao Xin, she was staring at him blankly, holding a bathrobe.

"Hurry up and give it to me," Yang Pengfei said.

"Oh, oh," Xiao Xin snapped out of her daze and helped Yang Pengfei put the bathrobe on. Then Xiao Xin whispered, "Brother, I'll go make you some ginger soup, please sit down."

"I'm not that delicate. Look at my body, how could I catch a cold?"

"Then I'll go make some coffee, I want some too."

With that, Xiao Xin went into the kitchen, and soon the aroma of coffee wafted out. Yang Pengfei silently added sugar to her cup with a spoon, then gently stirred it. She watched Yang Pengfei quietly, and slowly tears welled up in her eyes.

Yang Pengfei patted her hand and said, "What's wrong? Are you still scared?"

Xiaoxin looked at Yang Pengfei, her gaze filled with genuine tenderness. After a while, Xiaoxin said, "My mother once told me that the person who patiently makes coffee for you every time, the person who braves a storm to be with you, is the person you can rely on for life."

"Haha..." Yang Pengfei laughed and said, "Don't say 'for life,' because life is too heavy a burden for either of us!"

Yang Pengfei remembered what the American writer Walter Toynbee said: "To conquer a woman, a clever man doesn't need to spend any money, a clumsy man relies on money, and the worst man relies on violence." This was absolutely true. Now Yang Pengfei was certain that Xiaoxin had fallen in love with him. He believed that if he were to hold Xiaoxin and lie down on this small bed right now, Xiaoxin wouldn't resist, and might even reciprocate. Yang Pengfei had been prepared for this, because when he drove back to Xiaoxin's place, he had already anticipated that he would have physical relations with her. If nothing had happened between him and Xiaoxin upon his return, Yang Pengfei would definitely feel disappointed, even defeated.

To this day, Yang Pengfei has never admitted to being a good man, especially compared to traditional morality. He even considers himself a bad man, a degenerate man. After his failed relationship with Qin Xiaolu, Yang Pengfei had sexual relations with more than one woman. Even after establishing a relationship with Yuan Tingting, he continued his habit of having relations with other women, some of whom were prostitutes with whom he had no emotional connection. However, despite this, Yang Pengfei did not blame Qin Xiaolu for his own depravity and irresponsibility. He knew that men are like that; their animalistic instincts are exposed at any time, and sometimes they are completely controlled by their genitals.

Yang Pengfei is not ashamed of this, and even today, he still longs for passionate encounters. He believes that no man or woman in this world doesn't crave passionate encounters; it's just that some people lack the opportunity or the courage to act on it.

"Brother, would you like another cup?" Xiao Xin's words interrupted Yang Pengfei's thoughts. Only then did he realize his cup was empty.

"Oh, no thanks!" Yang Pengfei said, looking up. At that moment, he made another significant discovery: Xiao Xin was wearing a light pink silk slip dress, revealing her fair skin. Through the thin fabric, his beautiful, curvaceous figure was faintly visible. Yang Pengfei stared at her, seemingly trying to discover something. Her steps were light and graceful. Her wet, straight hair fell over her shoulders. Looking at Yang Pengfei, her eyes were much clearer.

"Brother, you're so good to me. Since I left home for this strange city, no one has been this kind to me," Xiao Xin said, her voice trembling with emotion.

"No, don't be like that, cheer up," Yang Pengfei said.

Suddenly, Xiao Xin hugged Yang Pengfei from behind. Yang Pengfei felt a jolt, as if struck by lightning, both expected and unexpected. Xiao Xin's soft, full, and firm breasts pressed tightly against Yang Pengfei's back. She buried her head in his neck, caressing it. Yang Pengfei turned around, lifted Xiao Xin's alluring face, and said nothing. He had already read everything in her eyes. Yang Pengfei boldly kissed her. She seemed nervous yet excited as he kissed her. Both of them trembled.

Xiao Xin's hands had already climbed up Yang Pengfei's neck. The shower gel on her body had a fragrant aroma, mixed with the scent of a woman, which excited Yang Pengfei immensely. Xiao Xin didn't speak, her cool fingers deftly unbuttoning Yang Pengfei's shirt. Then her lips landed on Yang Pengfei's skin, soft and cool. Yang Pengfei's desire stirred subtly. The two caressed each other, Xiao Xin still exuding a faint scent of alcohol and fragrance. Yang Pengfei greedily inhaled the unique fragrance emanating from her body. Xiao Xin nestled in Yang Pengfei's arms, feeling each other's heartbeats through their intimate breaths. Her long hair, fragrant from being freshly combed, drifted onto Yang Pengfei's face, carrying a faint sweetness. A shiver and a sense of unease ran through Yang Pengfei's heart.

"Are you still afraid?" Yang Pengfei asked tenderly, stroking Xiao Xin's face.

"With you by my side, I'm not afraid of anything."

"So what are your plans next?"

"To find someone like you to marry." Xiao Xin looked at Yang Pengfei with melancholy, "But someone like you wouldn't want to marry me, right?"

"No, of course someone will want to marry you," Yang Pengfei comforted her.

"Are you willing?"

"Me?" Yang Pengfei was speechless for a moment, then said, "But I already have a girlfriend."

"Okay, then I won't be your girlfriend, I'll just be your lover, okay?" After saying that, Xiaoxin opened her arms and hugged Yang Pengfei tightly, then pulled him down. Xiaoxin's black hair fell on the snow-white pillow, creating a strong temptation. Yang Pengfei couldn't help but press her down beneath him.

"I love you!" Xiaoxin murmured.

"No, don't say that." Yang Pengfei rolled off Xiaoxin and lay on his back. He knew the price of love was too heavy. Yang Pengfei seemed to see a delicate red rose, so bright and dazzling, but when he kissed her passionately, he was wounded all over.

A tear slid down Xiaoxin's face. When Yang Pengfei saw it, his heart ached, and he couldn't help but think of Yuan Tingting and Sister Yun. How were they doing on this stormy night?

Suddenly, a blinding white light shot into the room, followed by a deafening roar, as if it had exploded right on the window, sending a chill down everyone's spine. Startled, Xiao Xin instinctively threw herself onto Yang Pengfei. Her body trembled, and she held him tightly.

Xiao Xin's body pressed against Yang Pengfei's bare chest, warm and comforting in the cool rainy night. Her perfectly oval face, almond-shaped eyes, delicate nose, petal-like lips, and shapely figure were captivating. She was like a piece of crystal, beautiful and clear, untouched by worldly concerns; there was no indication that she had once worked as a prostitute.

Yang Pengfei began to feel a surge of desire. He felt his breathing become heavy, a thrill of anticipation rising within him. Xiao Xin

looked up at Yang Pengfei, her gaze suggestive. Excited, Yang Pengfei stared directly into her eyes, his voice trembling, his heart pounding. Then both of them fell silent. The atmosphere was suffocating. Yang Pengfei sensed that something was about to happen. He had been anticipating this moment since he arrived.

A surge of excitement welled up inside Yang Pengfei. He shifted his body, sitting more upright. Xiao Xin hugged him even tighter, looking at him with a dazed, infatuated gaze that made his breathing quicken. Then, Xiao Xin cupped Yang Pengfei's face, her lips pressed against his. Yang Pengfei lost control; he could no longer sit still. A feeling called desire surged through his entire body like a burst dam.

Yang Pengfei could feel Xiaoxin's body going limp; she collapsed into his arms. He began to respond frantically to her wet tongue. Xiaoxin wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, as if afraid she would lose him forever if she let go. Yang Pengfei knew he was no longer thinking; he wasn't thinking about anything. He only felt a wave of relaxation wash over him, a carnal pleasure coursing through his body. Xiaoxin, too, seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, frantically caressing Yang Pengfei's body, sucking on his chest like a thirsty child.

Then, Yang Pengfei placed Xiaoxin on the bed, removed her nightgown, and tossed it into the air. The soft, fluttering silk resembled an autumn leaf, drifting and falling to the ground. Xiaoxin's skin, as white as moonlight, was revealed before Yang Pengfei's eyes, and he was captivated.

At this moment, it seemed as if all the noise and strife, the depression and resentment, even the lofty desires, quietly receded, and a sense of tranquility, abundance, and even happiness rose gently from within.

"What's wrong?" Xiaoxin's voice startled Yang Pengfei from his reverie.

"Oh, your skin is so beautiful," Yang Pengfei said.

Xiaoxin rolled over onto her back, her hazy eyes filled with confidence. She looked at Yang Pengfei and said, "Of course, I'm very confident in my skin."

"Xiaoxin, you're so beautiful!" Yang Pengfei exclaimed sincerely.

"You're handsome too," Xiaoxin said shyly, unconsciously crossing her arms over her chest, trying to conceal her full, high breasts. The pressure caused her snow-white breasts to peek out from between her arms, making them appear even more plump and rounded, like jade.

Now, Xiaoxin was only wearing a very thin pink silk thong, the narrow fabric tightly concealing her alluring and mysterious parts. The openwork lace trim, semi-transparent texture, and sensual colors made it even more alluring and exuding a seductive aura.

At this moment, Xiaoxin grasped the sides of her panties with both hands, bent over, lifted her buttocks, and crossed her legs with practiced ease and speed. She pulled off the panties and tossed them into the air, like a wisp of pink smoke dancing in the air.

Then, between Xiaoxin's exquisitely sculpted legs, her slender, white, and full breasts protruded, revealing a soft, thick patch of black hair. The rounded, soft curves, the pure white skin, and the gentle, slightly curled pubic hair—everything seemed perfectly proportioned and flawless.

Yang Pengfei felt his heart pounding wildly, his desire ignited again. The moment his hand touched her snow-white skin, he could no longer control himself. He pounced on her, taking her soft, jade-like breasts into his mouth and sucking on them.

"Ah..." Xiaoxin moaned softly, a faint blush rising to her face. She frowned, closed her eyes, and radiated spring-like allure. That slightly coquettish, alluring expression awakened Yang Pengfei's most primal desire to conquer. He felt a burning heat within him, as if a fire were raging. So he tightly embraced Xiaoxin's soft, fair body, gently sucking and licking it. Her round, perky nipples, her smooth, creamy neck, her luscious red lips—he wouldn't miss a single inch of her tender, plump body.

After kissing for a while, Yang Pengfei looked up at Xiaoxin lying on the bed. Xiaoxin's snow-white, translucent body was outstretched. Her long hair was like clouds, her face like jade, her eyebrows like willow leaves, and her lips like cherry blossoms. Her jet-black, glossy hair cascaded down her chest and back, creating a captivating picture against her snow-white skin. Her pretty and charming face was exceptionally alluring. Her fair neck turned to one side, forming a smooth curve that extended to her delicate shoulders. Her high, rounded, white breasts had erect, bright red nipples. A shallow dimple adorned her flat, smooth abdomen. Her long, shapely, snow-white, and smooth thighs bent slightly at the knees, as if concealing the mysterious sanctuary between her legs. Beneath the dark forest, the raised mound exuded a captivating allure.

Xiaoxin's long neck, fair and delicate, shimmered with a soft light; her shoulders were rounded, and her arms were slender. Her waist was as slender as a willow swaying in the wind, along with her high, firm breasts and shapely belly, her smooth, white skin forming a rounded, smooth body curve, all shimmering with a woman's unique charm.

"Brother, I'm so happy." Xiao Xin's delicate face, fragrant red lips, and bright black eyes, with long eyelashes that made her look like an angel, were captivating. She sat up from beneath Yang Pengfei, pulled off his underwear, and Yang Pengfei's thick, erect penis stood proudly before her.

"Brother, yours is so big!" Xiao Xin said with a smile. She held Yang Pengfei's penis and gently stroked it against her cheek. She occasionally licked it affectionately with her tongue, making Yang Pengfei extremely aroused.

"Really? Is it really that big?" Yang Pengfei thrust his hips forward and asked Xiao Xin.

"It's really big, and it looks really good too." Xiaoxin kissed Yang Pengfei's penis and said, "Mmm, so cute!"

Xiaoxin's breasts were high and firm, forming a deep cleavage. Her smooth breasts were as white as cream, and her rosy nipples and pale pink areolas resembled two red plum blossoms blooming on a snow-capped mountain.

Yang Pengfei could no longer control his lust. He pressed Xiaoxin down with both hands, straddled her face, and rubbed his penis against her cheeks, lips, eyes, nose, and neck. At first, she shook her head from side to side to avoid him, but later she simply closed her eyes and let him slide over her. Finally, Yang Pengfei placed his penis between Xiaoxin's breasts, and Xiaoxin cupped her breasts with both hands and squeezed them hard. Yang Pengfei's penis began to throb in that deep cleavage. His penis became hotter and hotter.

Xiaoxin's cleavage became smoother and smoother, and the squeezing sensation became stronger and stronger. Yang Pengfei watched his thick head slide between her breasts, feeling incredibly satisfied and aroused. He felt as if he were flying through the clouds, extremely comfortable.

His head felt hot and tingling from being squeezed, so Yang Pengfei thrust faster and faster. Xiao Xin closed her eyes and moaned, her breasts clamping tighter and tighter. "Ah..." Yang Pengfei cried out, and streams of white fluid spurted out, landing on Xiao Xin's breasts, cleavage, neck, and cheeks. Yang Pengfei put his still-erect penis into Xiao Xin's mouth, and she gently sucked, licked, and nibbled until it was completely limp. Yang Pengfei

glanced at Xiao Xin, who smiled sweetly, incredibly alluring. A unique experience of breast sex filled Yang Pengfei with

a comfortable sense of conquest.

"Brother, I need to wash up," Xiao Xin said, getting out of bed, her face covered in semen. Yang Pengfei then picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. The bathroom was small and lacked a bathtub, so Yang Pengfei turned on the shower. Soon, steam rose and filled the air. Yang Pengfei and Xiao Xin

stood under the shower, the hot water washing over their bodies, soothing their minds and stimulating their desires. Two warm currents surged within them simultaneously.

Yang Pengfei stared intently at Xiao Xin; every inch of her skin aroused him, especially her delicate, lovely breasts—so full, smooth, firm, and elastic. Her nipples were so tender and shy, the two large breasts pressed tightly together like two sacred, inviolable jade peaks. It was breathtaking.

Yang Pengfei lathered Xiao Xin's entire body with shower gel and gently massaged her. Soon, rich, expanding foam covered her entire body. He gently washed her, then applied the foam to her smooth abdomen and rounded buttocks. Xiao Xin's slender waist swayed back and forth. Her eyes quietly closed, a blush spreading across her fair cheeks, and a soft moan escaped her throat...

When Yang Pengfei's fingers slid into Xin's secluded flower path, she trembled, as if she had been anticipating and yearning for it. Her face flushed, and her body seemed to react, slowly warming up. Yang Pengfei's fingers carefully rubbed and stroked inside her, and the jade fluid within her flower path couldn't help but overflow, the fluid so sticky and smooth, completely different from hot water. Yang Pengfei carefully washed Xin. At this moment, Yang Pengfei saw that Xin's eyes were already glazed with desire, her body limp, and her body nestled against him almost completely devoid of strength.

"Brother, you're so good." Xiao Xin glanced at Yang Pengfei, a charming and alluring smile on her face. At the same time, her delicate, slender hand, like a piece of white jade, slowly touched Yang Pengfei's body, gently sliding along his contours.

"Brother, it's my turn to...to help you wash..." Xiao Xin said weakly.

"No need, I'll do it myself," Yang Pengfei said.

"Mmm, I like it," Xiao Xin said coquettishly.

Yang Pengfei enjoyed the gentle caress of Xiao Xin's slender hand. His already surging emotions seemed to surge like a tsunami, and his penis

slowly hardened again, becoming thick and erect. Yang Pengfei looked at Xiao Xin, whose eyes were alluring and whose cheeks were flushed. Xiao Xin's slender fingers gently circled Yang Pengfei's penis, tightening their grip until her palm pressed against it. Under Xiao Xin's caresses, Yang Pengfei's penis appeared vibrant and proudly erect.

Yang Pengfei carried Xiao Xin back to the center of the small bed. The dark green sheets accentuated her snow-white body, which shimmered with a soft, moist, and alluring luster, making her exceptionally dazzling. Her soft and beautiful curves became even more exquisite and alluring.

Xiao Xin's eyes were watery, overflowing with tender affection. Her hair cascaded down, half-concealing her shy and beautiful face, making her even more captivating. Her snow-white, flawless skin was already flushed with a blush of desire. Her delicate and slender curves and boneless, ethereal body were breathtaking. Most striking were her slightly trembling breasts, now proudly erect and undisguised, not only full and round but also large and exquisitely integrated into her perfect curves.

Xiao Xin lay face down on the bed, her buttocks raised high. Yang Pengfei knelt behind her, his hand caressing her round, plump bottom. His engorged, red penis pressed tightly against her glistening, alluring flower path. Her skin, originally as white as a snowy plateau, was now covered with a delicate pink after the bath. Xiao Xin twisted her body back and forth, her soft, supple form trembling with stimulation.

At that moment, a peacock tattoo on Xiao Xin's buttocks appeared clearly, completely, and brightly before Yang Pengfei's eyes. It was as if it weren't just a tattoo, but a real, vivid, and beautiful peacock, proudly spreading its colorful feathers, displaying its magnificent posture and alluring beauty.

People regard the peacock as a symbol of happiness, good fortune, beauty, and love. The peacock's beautiful plumage, graceful dance, and elegant posture are admirable. I seem to see mist swirling in the forest, and the babbling brook flowing by the stream. The peacock flew down the mountain, strolled through the forest, chased and played, trailed its wings, spread its wings, skimmed the water, and soared. She was serene and elegant, beautiful and kind, light and graceful, her movements gentle and beautiful. The beauty and atmosphere were varied and vivid, offering a delightful aesthetic experience.

Yang Pengfei couldn't help but lean down and press

his lips to hers, kissing her repeatedly. He could feel Xiao Xin's delicacy, tenderness, and passion. This fueled his desire, making his blood surge. Yang Pengfei thrust vigorously. Xiao Xin moaned incessantly under his thrusts, twisting her round buttocks to meet his movements. Her saliva flowed down Yang Pengfei's penis with each thrust, running down his thighs.

"Ah... Brother, hurry... I'm coming... ah..." Xiao Xin shouted excitedly.

"I'm going to cum too, Xiao Xin... I'm going to cum inside!" Yang Pengfei shouted excitedly as well.

"Brother, shoot, ah... ah..." Xiao Xin brushed her flowing hair back with one hand, her body covered in fragrant sweat that trickled down her smooth skin.

A violent spasm, a deep tremor in her heart, a tingling sensation. A feeling of impending death surged from Yang Pengfei's heart, and a stream of hot semen shot like an arrow deep into Xiao Xin's flower path.

"Ah... ah, so good..." Yang Pengfei and Xiao Xin cried out loudly at the same time, both reaching orgasm simultaneously. Yang Pengfei pulled his penis out of Xiao Xin's flower path. Semen mixed with her love juice flowed onto the sheets, soaking a large area. Xiao Xin rolled over, stretching her legs and lying comfortably on the bed, her face flushed, still in the afterglow of passion.

Xiao Xin was still panting, "Brother, I love you, you are really amazing!" A happy and joyful smile spread across Xiao Xin's hot, flushed face, and her bright eyes were still full of warmth and tenderness. The previous resentment and sadness vanished, replaced by a new charm that revealed her beauty and youth.

Since Xiao Xin started working at Yang Pengfei's investment company, his work life had changed drastically. The most obvious change was that every morning when Yang Pengfei arrived at the office, he would find a steaming cup of coffee on his desk, emitting a fragrant aroma. At this time, Yang Pengfei would usually turn around to thank her, but Xiao Xin was usually chatting and laughing with other girls in the company, completely ignoring him. Yang Pengfei's words of thanks would remain unspoken, though he could feel Xiao Xin's eyes constantly glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. Furthermore, during the lunch break, if Yang Pengfei was too busy to go down for lunch, Xiao Xin would promptly deliver a takeout order to him. To the point that Yang Pengfei felt Xiao Xin was practically his personal secretary.

As time went on, most people in the company knew that Xiao Xin liked Yang Pengfei. Even Xiao Huang joked with Xiao Xin several times, "Looks like you're going to steal my job! Fine! I might as well just give up my position."

Whenever she heard this, Xiao Xin would blush and say coquettishly, "Sister Huang, what are you saying? Humph, I'm ignoring you!" After saying that, she would turn around and quickly run to the front desk.

Although Yang Pengfei now had someone quietly caring for him and taking care of him at work, making him much more comfortable than before, the mental pressure was not reduced at all. Of course, this pressure mainly came from Yu Jie. Although Yu Jie hadn't asked him to talk alone again these days, every time they met by chance, Yu Jie's eyes made Yang Pengfei feel a kind of pressure. Her eyes were clearly telling him: Hurry up, I don't want to urge you again and again. It's pointless to urge you too much, and my patience has its limits.

However, Yang Pengfei wasn't in a hurry to do as Yu Jie said, because he was already very close to Yuan Tingting and didn't need to try to get closer to her as Yu Jie had suggested. His biggest worry now was what Yu Jie wanted him to do next. It was certain she wanted him to do something detrimental to Yuan Tingting, but to what extent? Yang Pengfei wasn't sure. If it was just a minor setback that wouldn't have a serious impact on Yuan Tingting, Yang Pengfei thought he would most likely do as Yu Jie said. After all, compared to being expelled or even going to jail, her harmless consequences were insignificant. But if Yu Jie wanted him to do something very detrimental to Yuan Tingting, such as seizing power or even physically harming her, Yang Pengfei knew he absolutely couldn't do it. "Sigh, I guess I'll have to prepare for jail," Yang Pengfei lamented inwardly.

"Knock knock." Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Yang Pengfei said without looking up. "Just leave the documents here, I'll sign them later."

"Oh! Manager Yang, you've got quite the airs." A familiar voice called out.

Yang Pengfei was startled and hurriedly looked up. "Ah! It's you! When did you get back?"

The person was He Xiao, who chuckled and said, "I got back a while ago. You haven't come to see me or called since you came back from Shanghai, so I had to come find you in person."

"Hehe, sorry, I've been quite busy these days, so I haven't had time to contact you. But don't blame me, I think you've been chasing girls so much these days that your legs are weak and you don't have the energy to chase anymore, so you remembered me." Yang Pengfei laughed.

"Pah! You jinx! Do you think I don't have the energy? I've been partying every night, and I'm still got a golden gun even after sleeping with several women, haha!" He Xiao plopped down in the chair opposite Yang Pengfei and shook his head.

"Hehe, you kid, you never say anything serious once you open your mouth." Yang Pengfei said as he poured a glass of water from the water dispenser and handed it to him.

"Hehe, boss, how have you been lately? All right? Any promotions or raises?" He Xiao said. "If you have, you've got to treat us tonight."

"Sigh, what's there to be happy about? A mountain of worries, it's keeping me up at night," Yang Pengfei said with a gloomy face.

"Haha, boss, did you seduce someone's wife and now her husband's got his eye on you?"

"Go away! You can't say anything nice." Yang Pengfei retorted irritably.

"Oh! Looks like you're really in a bad mood today, boss. Come on, I'll take you to cheer yourself up." With that, He Xiao reached out to grab Yang Pengfei's hand and head out.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" Yang Pengfei hurriedly said, "I'm still at work. I'm just an ordinary worker, unlike you, a boss, who can go out whenever you want."

"Hey, boss, look at the time! Still at work?" As he spoke, He Xiao waved his wrist in front of Yang Pengfei's eyes. Yang Pengfei only saw the gleaming Rolex on his wrist; he couldn't see the time displayed on it at all. He had to look up at the clock on the wall; it was already five o'clock, time to get off work.

"Where are you taking me?" Yang Pengfei asked while packing his things.

"Hehe, definitely a good place. Just come with me," He Xiao said mysteriously.

Yang Pengfei knew that the "good place" he was talking about was either a bar or a nightclub, probably because some new girls had arrived. Yang Pengfei thought that he had nothing to do after going back, and instead of thinking about those troublesome things, he might as well go out with He Xiao and have some fun. Maybe such opportunities would become fewer and fewer until he ended up in jail.

As soon as Yang Pengfei stepped out of the company gate, he saw Xiao Xin standing there waiting for him. These past few days, Xiao Xin had been taking his car home. Sometimes, on impulse, Yang Pengfei would stay at Xiao Xin's place and not go home at night. However, that didn't happen often; most of the time, Yang Pengfei went home.

Seeing Yang Pengfei and He Xiao come out together, Xiao Xin quickly turned around and walked away alone. "Hey, Xiao Xin, wait!" Yang Pengfei called out to Xiao Xin.

"If you're with your friend, I won't take your car," Xiao Xin said softly.

"It's okay, I'll take you home first, and then I'll go drinking with him," Yang Pengfei said. "Or how about this, you come with us, okay?"

"No, I don't want to join in the fun with you men. You go ahead, your friend is waiting for you. I can take the bus home by myself," Xiao Xin said softly.

"Well... alright then!" Yang Pengfei didn't say anything more. He knew in his heart that Xiao Xin had recognized He Xiao as the boss He who had gone to the "Fengyunju" bar with him last time. He Xiao knew she was a prostitute, so she didn't want to go with them to avoid embarrassing Yang Pengfei. Thinking this, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but be touched by her understanding, so he said softly, "Then be careful on your journey!"

"Okay, bye-bye!" Xiao Xin waved to him.

Turning back, He Xiao laughed, "Who's this girl? She looks familiar."

Yang Pengfei said, "Don't you remember her? She's the young lady named Xiao Xin who came out with me at the 'Fengyunju' bar last time. She's no longer in that line of work, and I introduced her to our company."

"Wow! Boss, I really admire you!" He Xiao said with an exaggerated expression, "You actually made her willingly give up prostitution and become a respectable woman. You're amazing! I admire you so much, it's like a surging river, endless and unstoppable, like the Yellow River bursting its banks..."

He Xiao went on and on, and Yang Pengfei quickly interrupted him, "Are you ever going to stop? How can you say such cheesy things? Sigh, I really admire you so much, it's like a surging river, endless and unstoppable, like the Yellow River bursting its banks."

"Haha..." The two looked at each other and laughed.

The two were chatting and laughing as they walked towards He Xiao's Mercedes parked at the company entrance when a white BMW slowly drove out of the underground parking garage. Yang Pengfei recognized it as Yu Jie's car, but he pretended not to see it and continued walking towards it with He Xiao.

"Manager Yang, come here for a moment," Yu Jie called out to Yang Pengfei as she stopped the car and rolled down the window.

Hearing this, Yang Pengfei inwardly groaned, thinking, "What you fear most is what happens." Helpless, he could only steel himself and ask Yu Jie, "Ms. Yu, what is it?"

"Come here for a moment, I need to tell you something."

Yang Pengfei knew she was referring to Yuan Tingting, so he said to He Xiao, "Get in the car and wait for me, I'll be right back."

"Okay, go ahead, I'll wait for you." He Xiao leaned on Yang Pengfei's shoulder and said, "Boss, you're really something, so popular with women. Your superiors and subordinates are all beautiful, and you get along quite well with them all."

Yang Pengfei smiled bitterly to himself, thinking, "Yeah, this boss is quite pretty, but she's as venomous as a scorpion. If I'm not careful, she'll bite me, and it looks like my life will be ruined by her."

Chapter 87 A One-on-One "Special" Party

After getting into Yu Jie's car, before Yu Jie could even speak, Yang Pengfei proactively said to her, "Ms. Yu, I've been trying to get closer to Yuan Tingting these past few days, please give me some more time."

"Hehe, I didn't come to you today to ask about that," Yu Jie said with a charming smile. In the past, Yu Jie's radiant smile would have surely stirred up Yang Pengfei's fantasies, but now he had no such thoughts. In Yu Jie's presence, he felt an overwhelming sense of defeat. Since Qin Xiaolu left him, he had been invincible with women. Women like Yuan Tingting and Sister Yun, who were knowledgeable, elegant, wealthy, and beautiful, were all deeply in love with him. But with Yu Jie, he hadn't gotten a single advantage; instead, she had him firmly under her control. How could Yang Pengfei not feel dejected and utterly demoralized in front of Yu Jie?

"Oh?" Yang Pengfei was a little surprised. "It's not about that, it's about..."

"The Xiaoman thing I told you about at the bar last time."

"Her thing? What happened to her?" These past few days, Yang Pengfei had been busy dealing with Yu Jie or venting his lust with Xiao Xin; he had completely forgotten about that matter.

Yu Jie glared at him and said, "Looking at your muddled appearance, I don't know what you've been busy with all day, and I haven't seen you achieve anything. Last time I said Xiaoman had feelings for you, what was your attitude? Tell me."

"Ah... I..." Yang Pengfei stammered. He didn't know what Yu Jie meant. He couldn't say he liked her, nor could he say he didn't, so he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Say it, isn't it simple? If you like her, you like her; if you don't, you don't," Yu Jie said.

"Hehe." Yang Pengfei chuckled dryly, "Xiaoman is so pretty, who wouldn't like her? But..."

"But what? If you like her, go after her," Yu Jie said without hesitation.

"Ah..." Yang Pengfei was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. He really couldn't understand Yu Jie's thoughts. She was telling him to pursue Yuan Tingting, and also Wei Luman. What was her true intention?

Seeing Yang Pengfei's astonished expression, Yu Jie sneered, "Stupid as a pig! Don't you understand?"

Hearing Yu Jie call him stupid as a pig, Yang Pengfei's anger surged, but upon seeing Yu Jie's sharp, piercing gaze, it was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, plummeting straight to his feet and disappearing into the vast, boundless earth.

"You mean..." Yang Pengfei had already vaguely guessed Yu Jie's meaning.

"Looks like you're not so stupid after all," Yu Jie said, gripping the steering wheel and staring straight ahead. "I told you to pursue Yuan Tingting because she's the largest shareholder of Julong Group, and I told you to pursue Wei Luman because she's the third largest shareholder. Now you understand completely, right?"

Hearing this, Yang Pengfei gasped. This woman was simply terrifying. If her aim to deal with Yuan Tingting and seize the Yuan family's shares was somewhat understandable, then swallowing up the Wei family's shares was far too ruthless. After all, Yuan Tingting had a conflict with her, and killing Yuan Tingting was barely justifiable. But using the same method against Wei Luman, who called her Aunt Yu, was truly chilling.

“I understand.” Yang Pengfei nodded heavily. “But Xiaoman and her family have always had a good relationship with you. Why are you still…”

“Hmph, very good?” Yu Jie sneered twice. “If it were that good, then old man Wei wouldn’t be so stubbornly clinging to those shares. I’m going to start with Xiaoman, open a loophole in her, and then force old man Wei to give up his shares. Hmph, last time I offered such generous terms to buy his shares, that old guy refused to sell. Now I’m going to make that old guy lose everything.”

Yang Pengfei stared blankly at Yu Jie, speechless for a long time. Yu Jie glanced at him and said, “Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I’m vicious?”

“Oh, no, no!” Yang Pengfei shook his head vigorously.

"Hmph, of course you'd say that!" Yu Jie sneered. "But let me tell you, in the business world, there are no permanent friends or enemies. Everything comes down to profit. Alright, whether you understand or not, you have to do as I say, understand?"

"I understand." Yang Pengfei nodded helplessly. Now that they had him in their grasp, he couldn't fight back or resist.

Seeing his expression, Yu Jie couldn't help but laugh, "Actually, you don't need to look like this. As long as you do as I say, not only will I not expose your affair, but after I acquire all the company's shares, I'll also give you five percent of the shares. How about that? Five percent of the shares are worth several hundred million at the current market price."

"Hehe!" Yang Pengfei chuckled bitterly, "I don't even dare to think about five percent of the shares. I'll be grateful if you can keep your promise and not expose that affair."

"Alright, we'll talk about the future later," Yu Jie said. "Right now, I'll have you try your best to get close to Yuan Tingting, and don't forget to show your affection to Wei Luman as well. Wei Luman should be easy for you to handle because she already likes you. As long as you show her a little bit of affection, she'll obediently fall into your arms."

"She's already obediently fallen into my arms," Yang Pengfei thought to himself. But he wore a troubled expression and said, "President Yu, this...this might be a bit difficult. You asked me to get close to Yuan Tingting, and now you're asking me to get close to Wei Luman. How can I manage both? Besides, I also have Sister Yun.

I can't be in two places at once." "I'm not asking you to handle both of them at the same time right now. I'm just reminding you not to neglect Wei Luman while you're busy getting close to Yuan Tingting. Of course, your main task right now is to get close to Yuan Tingting. Okay, that's all I wanted to say. Go on, your friend is waiting for you over there."

Back in He Xiao's car, He Xiao immediately teased him, "Boss, what did your beautiful boss ask you to do? We can't even talk about it in the office, so she called you to her car to talk. Hehe, boss, you're something else. I think the next step is to call you to her bed to talk."

"Sigh, you'll never know my suffering," Yang Pengfei sighed deeply. "I'm not going to talk about it anymore. Let's drive." After saying that, he lay back in the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

As dusk settles, streetlights and colorful neon lights illuminate the entire city of Donghai. However, these very neon lights serve as the perfect cover for crime. The daytime prosperity and brightly lit streets transform into a scene of decadent revelry under the cover of night. Those who appear respectable and dignified immediately reveal their lecherous faces. Adulterers, who dare not show their faces in the daytime, boldly engage in intimate acts under the cover of these neon lights, indulging in a life of debauchery.

Who says our economy is backward? Look at our high-class restaurants, every single one is packed! Look at our dance halls, filled with singing and dancing! Look at our bathhouses and massage parlors, a scene of extravagance and decadence! Although we don't have red-light districts, the density of brothels is no less than in any other country, and their coverage area is undoubtedly the largest in the world.

He Xiao drove to a white building and stopped. The building's architecture was streamlined, with a geometric pattern, but the roof was covered with a layer of antique-style green glass tiles. The perfect blend of modern and classical styles was quite beautiful.

Yang Pengfei looked around; although located in the city center, the place was very quiet, leading him to guess it was the private villa of some wealthy tycoon. "Hey, kid, what are you doing here? Going to your friend's house?" Yang Pengfei asked curiously.

"Hehe, come with me, you'll find out soon enough," He Xiao said mysteriously.

Upon entering the white building, the two were subjected to extremely strict questioning. He Xiao flashed a glittering gold card at the person standing at the door, then pointed at Yang Pengfei and whispered something in the person's ear. Yang Pengfei noticed the person's eyes constantly glancing at him out of the corner of their eye. Finally, the person walked to the side, holding a walkie-talkie and speaking into it. After a while, the man walked up to them and said respectfully, "Boss He, you and your friend may go in."

He Xiao snorted coldly and then said to Yang Pengfei, "Boss, let's go in!"

"Where is this? Why are they checking us so strictly? What are we doing here?" Yang Pengfei asked

, puzzled. "This is a private party. The host of this party is a friend of mine in business. Of course, everyone who can attend this party is an insider, which is why they are checking us so strictly," He Xiao explained.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, please hand over your phones to me," a handsome waiter approached and said politely.

"What? Hand over our phones?" Yang Pengfei was taken aback, wondering if he had misheard. Were they here for entertainment or to be investigated?

"Hehe!" In stark contrast to Yang Pengfei's surprised expression, He Xiao remained calm and unsurprised, as if this was expected. "Give it to him. This is the rule here. We must abide by the rules." With that, He Xiao took out his phone and handed it to the waiter. Seeing this, Yang Pengfei had no choice but to hand over his phone.

"Thank you for your cooperation, gentlemen. I will keep your belongings safe. They will be returned to you in perfect condition after the party. Please rest assured," the waiter said politely. Then, the waiter handed them two masks.

"This is…" Yang Pengfei was puzzled again.

"Hehe, put them on. Today is a masquerade ball," He Xiao said, putting on the mask. Today, He Xiao was dressed in a black shirt and black pants. Yang Pengfei laughed and said, "If you wore a black cape, you'd look like Zorro, hehe." After putting on the

masks, the two stepped into the hall. As soon as they entered, a wave of sound mixed with the smells of smoke, alcohol, men's body odor, and women's perfume hit them. Before them lay a sea of decadent music and dancing. They were probably a step too late. The performance on the central stage of the hall had already begun. The music suddenly roared like a wild beast, and the crowd instantly became excited, their eyes shining and their bodies swaying as if they had been given a power source. A row of scantily clad girls began tap dancing, boldly kicking their thighs and desperately exposing the narrow fabric between their legs. Yang Pengfei watched all this curiously, occasionally whispering something in He Xiao's ear.

There were also many men dressed in outlandish costumes and wearing exaggerated masks, as well as many women with bare chests and backs. Each of them wore a seductive, alluring smile, flirting unabashedly and engaging in suggestive physical contact. Yang Pengfei noticed a woman sitting on a man's lap with a buffet tray, while the man's hand crawled across her chest.

Another woman in a tight top had the man next to her feed her drinks with his mouth, sucking on the alcohol while simultaneously sucking on his lips. "What kind of party is this?" Yang Pengfei wondered to himself. "Could this be the legendary sex party?"

At this moment, He Xiao pointed to a large group of people and whispered to Yang Pengfei, "There are many high-ranking officials, financial tycoons, business magnates, and CEOs here. Among the women are many socialites, sheltered ladies, lonely women, white-collar workers from foreign companies, university lecturers, and so on. These people usually act respectable, but their true natures are revealed now. However, no one knows who is who right now. We'll find out their true colors when we meet them one-on-one later." "

Huh? One-on-one, really?" Yang Pengfei asked in surprise.

Chapter 88 Revelry in the Dark

"Hehe. Of course." He Xiao revealed a lewd smile and said, "One-on-one is the main course. These performances are just appetizers before the main course. Boss, just watch and enjoy."

"How does one-on-one work?" Although Yang Pengfei understood somewhat, he still wanted to ask for clarification.

"Hehe, boss, you don't need me to teach you this, do you? If you like the girl, just go for it. She won't accuse you of rape," He Xiao said with a wicked grin. "But remember one thing: don't ask for her name, identity, or any personal information. And don't exchange contact information afterward. That's the rule of this game. Of course, if she's willing to tell you, that's a different story." He Xiao added, "Most of the women here are quite pretty, and even if they aren't, they're still people of high status. Imagine if you were on top of the wife of some big boss, or some CEO, bureau chief, or something like that—wouldn't that be exciting? Haha!"

Yang Pengfei thought, "Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it!" So he went to the long table where the food was laid out, wanting to get something to eat. The table was mostly filled with cold dishes, including fruit, pastries, ice cream, and lots of alcohol. Yang Pengfei casually picked up a few things and started eating. Just then, a burst of screams and cheers from men caught Yang Pengfei's attention. Turning around, he saw that the tap dance performance on stage was gone, replaced by a young woman performing seductive movements alone around a pole. Yang Pengfei recognized this as pole dancing; he had only ever seen it in movies, never in real life. His curiosity piqued, he forgot his food, grabbed a drink, and went over.

Suddenly, the lights in the hall went out, and the crowd's uncontrollable passion swelled rapidly in the darkness. The screams of the crowd drowned out the music, the sound reaching the ceiling. The women joined in the screams, unable to contain their excitement.

Yang Pengfei was startled; he initially thought there was a power outage. But quickly, a beam of light shone through the suspended glass stage, illuminating a pair of silver high heels. Yang Pengfei noticed that the shoes had only a thin sole, and the heels were at least six or seven centimeters high. A pair of soft, white, jade-like feet stepped on them, like exhibits displayed on a crystal shelf. Delicate silver chains crossed over the insteps, forming a flower-shaped silver ornament above the ankles.

The cheers from the men below the stage rose in waves. The lights gradually extended, illuminating the dancer's straight calves. Although most of the dancer's body was still in darkness, Yang Pengfei could tell from those calves alone that the person with those legs also possessed an enviable figure.

When the lights extended to the top of her thighs, the cheers reached their peak. The dancer wore an extremely short skirt, so short that it couldn't cover her round, full, snowy buttocks. With the swaying of her waist, two pairs of black garter belts as thin as fingers were revealed, and the lace around her waist was stretched into a beautiful arc, seemingly about to burst from her voluptuous body.

As her movements intensified, her panties beneath her miniskirt became clearly visible—black lace panties matching her garter belt. The intense light streaming in from between her legs made the sheer fabric almost transparent. Not only were the outlines of her private parts impossible to conceal under the bright lights, but even wisps of black were faintly discernible.

Another beam of light shone down from upstairs, illuminating the stage and perfectly highlighting the dancer's elegant figure. She wore only a small black bra of the same material, barely the size of a palm, revealing the soft, rounded curves of her breasts.

The stage was entirely transparent, with knee-high rounded railings strung with two rows of steel chains. In the center was a stainless steel pipe, and the dancer stood beside it, appearing to float in mid-air, her body clearly visible from any angle. However, like the others, this dancer wore a catwoman mask, obscuring everything except her small, bright red lips.

The dancer, dressed in such a sexy outfit, ignited a frenzy in the audience. The men waved their arms, some even attempting to climb onto the stage for closer contact. The dancer, seeing this, seemed nervous, pressing herself tightly against the pole, afraid to move. The waiters had to raise the stage slightly to keep the dancer out of reach. It was

then that Yang Pengfei realized the stage was movable. But thinking about it, it made sense; this was a private residence, not a dedicated dance hall, so the equipment was temporary. Since it was temporary, it was naturally movable for easy disassembly and restoration. Looking at the high-end, professional stage equipment, Yang Pengfei thought even dedicated dance halls might not have it; the owner of this party was indeed very wealthy!

The dancer composed herself, gripping the pole with her left hand, gently lifting her leg, and began to slowly sway. With the music, she gradually increased her speed, until her hips swayed back and forth at an almost frenzied rhythm. Then, a garter belt, which had somehow come undone, swung back and forth across her full buttocks like a wanton whip.

Suddenly, the dancer lifted her leg, executing a beautiful backflip, her jade-like feet in high heels brushing against the pole. Her long, straight legs opened more than 180 degrees, tracing a graceful circle in the air, before landing on the stage in a split. Then, the dancer continued to tirelessly sway her head, her long, glossy black hair flying like a waterfall, her beautiful eyes, hidden behind a catwoman mask, glazed over. She lay on the glass like a seductive female beast, swaying her hips alluringly.

To the onlookers below, the dancer's slender waist seemed broken, leaving only her soft, full buttocks bouncing like a bouncing ball. Exquisite black lace panties slid across the center of her snow-white buttocks, dividing her rounded hips in two. Her two plump breasts bounced and swayed enticingly within the barely visible bra.

The dancer's thighs, exposed outside her stockings, were pressed tightly together, like two snow-white, erotic snakes, writhing and intertwining. The pole seemed to pass between her fair thighs, its metallic sheen gleaming as it moved up and down. The black lace panties were pressed into the pole, clinging tightly to her skin.

The crowd below was aroused to the peak by her daring movements. Not only were the men screaming wildly as if possessed, but even the women held their breath, watching intently, their bodies trembling slightly.

Yang Pengfei, though not shouting like the other men, was also watching intently. Just as he was engrossed, the lights suddenly blazed on, and the pole dancing performance ended. The dancer gracefully leaped off the stage, caught safely by two waiters below, and then quickly disappeared behind a door. At

that moment, the frenetic music stopped, and everyone, knowing the formal meal was about to begin, ceased their conversation, anticipating what surprise the party's hosts would bring. Thus, the scene quickly quieted down.

The stage slowly descended again, and a masked man, who appeared to be middle-aged, walked onto the stage. He took the microphone, coughed twice, and then began his speech: "Ladies and gentlemen, good evening! It is a pleasure to be here with you all to spend this festive evening together. Tonight, I have been entrusted by the host of this party to preside over this social gathering. I imagine there are some newcomers here today, and we extend a warm welcome to them." After he finished speaking, the masked man led the applause, followed by a few scattered claps from below.

Seeing the lack of enthusiasm, the host changed the subject, patting his own mask and saying, "For newcomers, how does it feel to have to wear this as soon as you enter? I think it might be a little uncomfortable, but at the same time, isn't it also a bit exciting? Because you don't know what kind of face is behind everyone else. Also, I want to clarify here that the mask is a unique feature of our place, and also our symbol. When you see everyone around you wearing the same mask, what do you think? Don't you feel like you're actually facing yourself? That's exactly the feeling we want. In our circle, there's no hierarchy, no distinctions of rank. Besides men, there are only women; you only need to distinguish between these two groups. Please remember, this is an equal place. Everyone has an equal opportunity; everyone can have each other, and everyone can have each other. In this floating world..." In such an absurd society, where can such equality and selfless affection be found? So, please cherish your masks. Remember, the mask is your identity here. You can only remove it when you are alone with your chosen partner. Please remember this; it's very important.

Someone applauded below, and Yang Pengfei joined in, but in his heart he thought, "These rich people are so damn boring. Prostitution, keeping mistresses, sleeping with female college students—that's not enough for them. Now they want to have sex parties and promiscuity. And they talk such high-sounding nonsense about no high or low status, equal opportunities—pure bullshit! Without money and status, how can you enter your circle? Hmph, now I'll see for myself the decadent and depraved lives of you rich people." Yang Pengfei had almost no energy left to talk to He Xiao. He was observing the people around him. In fact, under such lighting, he couldn't see anything except for the masks, some cute, some hateful, and the pairs of bright, sparkling eyes. However, Yang Pengfei continued to observe carefully, looking to see if there were any familiar faces besides He Xiao inside.

At this moment, the host continued, "We are here driven by a common purpose: sex and love. Tonight is a sacred night of love and sex. Therefore, please cherish this moment. To ensure we have a joyful evening, I want to emphasize that everything must be consensual. There can be no coercion or any element of force. If anyone objects to our arrangements, you may leave now. I will give you two minutes—the last two minutes—so please think carefully. It's not too late to leave now. After two minutes, if no one objects, we will close all the doors and windows and have someone guard them. You will then need to go to your designated rooms and may not leave until the event is over."

"Alright, two minutes are up." The host's shout broke the silence. "Since no one has any objections, our event will now begin." He paused, then continued, "From this moment on, I declare, ladies and gentlemen, our social event officially begins. Please listen to my command: ladies, please stand on the left. Gentlemen, please stand on the right."

Yang Pengfei and the other men stood on the right. After they were in position, the host said, "Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Everyone, please stand properly. Now we will announce the rules of the game. You will stand in two rows. In a moment, I will give each of you a card filled with numbers, odd numbers for ladies and even numbers for gentlemen. There are eleven guest rooms on the second, third, and fourth floors of this building. The room numbers are all three digits. I will call out the room numbers one by one. If the numbers on the cards held by two of you combine to form the room number I call out, that room is yours. You can enjoy it for five hours. Although it's not a long time, I think it will be enough." Chapter 89
of October 17th
: An Unforgettable Night

As soon as the host finished speaking, laughter erupted from below.

The host waved his hand and continued, “Once you enter the room, I think everyone knows the rules. Newcomers might not be so clear, so I'll take a little more time to explain. Please remember, we adhere entirely to the principle of voluntariness here; there can be no coercion. Therefore, if any of you feel that the combination you drew is not satisfactory and makes it difficult to communicate effectively, you are allowed to withdraw from this game. However, you must inform the host before withdrawing. With the host's permission, you may leave the room, but you must not be the first to leave. Those who withdraw can have coffee in the lobby on the first floor and wait until everyone's activities are finished before leaving together. Remember, this is a group activity. To avoid unnecessary trouble, everyone must act in unison, follow instructions, and come and go together. No one may act on their own.”

Everyone below understood. Yang Pengfei looked at He Xiao, who nodded slightly at him, indicating that this was just a routine speech and nothing to worry about; the real show was about to begin.

The host said, "Alright, before we begin, I want to reiterate that this is just a game, a game designed to relax our tense minds. We are all successful people in society, not children, not ignorant teenagers, and not the kind of people who lose their heads in search of thrills. Therefore, we must play this game rationally. After the game, everyone should immediately return to their own lives. Do not contact each other individually, do not exchange any contact information, and especially, do not get involved in any emotional entanglements. Otherwise, this game will not be able to continue, causing great inconvenience or even devastating damage to our next activity. I remind everyone that this game will not end in one go. As long as our current activity is in a safe and healthy state, this activity will continue to operate. The best is yet to come, so have confidence in yourselves and in the future. Okay, now that everything has been explained, I declare the game open."

Applause erupted. The host stepped down and began distributing cards to everyone. When the card was handed to Yang Pengfei, he stared intently into the host's eyes. The host patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous. It's normal to feel a little awkward the first time, but I guarantee you'll get hooked after a few times. I felt the same way the first time."

The host misunderstood. Yang Pengfei wasn't nervous; he wanted to see clearly through the host's eyes what kind of person this was. Did he resemble the well-behaved, polite, successful white-collar worker he'd met during the day? However, after staring for a while, he couldn't figure it out, so he lowered his head to look at his own card, clutching it tightly to his hand.

The host finished handing out all the cards, walked to the front, and said, "Alright, the exciting moment has arrived." He then slammed his hand on the table, took out a piece of paper, and said, "I'm going to start reading the first room number now. Before handing out these cards, I didn't know what these numbers meant. So, who you'll meet tonight, and what kind of person you'll meet, is entirely up to luck. Now I'll start reading the first room number." He picked up the paper, reading aloud as he looked at it: "The first digit of the first room number is—4!"

A gasp rang out, and a woman stepped forward.

All the men stared expectantly at the cards in their hands.

The host, keeping them in suspense, looked at the paper and drawled, "The next two numbers are 16. 416."

A cheer erupted from one of the men, and a man standing to Yang Pengfei's right stepped forward.

"Alright, the first couple has been chosen. It's number 4 and number 16," the host announced. "Congratulations! Your room is on the second floor, on the left side, with your numbers posted above it. Have a pleasant evening, and let's give them a round of applause."

Applause erupted. The two walked up, took each other's hands, and went to the stage. They bowed to the audience, who applauded continuously. Among the applauders were their respective partners who had come with them. The host gestured behind the stage, revealing a lift. They took the lift to the second floor.

The host continued, "The first couple has been chosen. Next is the second couple. I'll read out the first room number—2."

Another woman wearing a rabbit mask stepped forward.

The host continued, "The next number is—17."

One of the men standing in the circle whimpered, seemingly crying, and everyone laughed. The person next to Yang Pengfei whispered in his ear, "What bad luck, they came together and got chosen together again."

The host said regretfully, "What bad luck. But there's nothing we can do, it's fate. It's okay, come back next time, you'll definitely have a new choice."

The two walked up hand in hand to greet the audience. It was clear that, even through the masks, the man was extremely dejected. The audience applauded. The host led them off, then held up the paper, saying, "Next group. I'll read the first number, 5."

A woman wearing a Chibi Maruko-chan mask stepped out from the group of women, her eyes glancing towards the men. Yang Pengfei, watching her gaze, wondered, "Who will choose to be with her?"

The host read, "The next number is 29."

Everyone looked at their cards, no one reacted.

The host continued, "What? It's impossible for her to be left out, no one's coming. I'll read it again, 29." Yang Pengfei suddenly remembered something, hurriedly picked up the card in his hand, and saw two words written on it: 29! He walked forward, his body trembling slightly, under the gaze of the crowd. The woman stood in front of Yang Pengfei, staring intently at him.

Yang Pengfei's eyes swept over her body, then he looked back, wanting to see He Xiao's expression. He Xiao stood there, secretly giving him a thumbs-up, meaning that the woman paired with Yang Pengfei was good, and that he could relax and enjoy himself.

"Congratulations, new friend, have a wonderful night," the host said. "Your room is on the third floor, the room number is posted above. Please go ahead."

Yang Pengfei prepared to go to a designated room on the third floor with the woman holding the number 5. Although Yang Pengfei was very nervous, he still extended his arm in a very gentlemanly manner. The woman wearing the Chibi Maruko-chan mask also gracefully and naturally took his arm. The two didn't go on stage but went straight into the elevator. In the slowly ascending elevator, Yang Pengfei looked down through the glass and saw He Xiao looking at him, giving him an "OK" sign. Yang Pengfei smiled and returned the "OK" sign.

After entering the room and closing the door, the woman leisurely looked around but ignored Yang Pengfei. Yang Pengfei wasn't in a hurry. He stood quietly at the door, watching her turn around once, and then said, "Miss, shouldn't we take off this annoying mask now?"

"Sure, but you go first. I'm quite satisfied with your figure, but I wonder what your face looks like? Does it match your figure?" the woman said playfully, tilting her head with her hands behind her back.

"Generally, ladies go first," Yang Pengfei smiled. "But since you let me go first, I'll go first." With that, Yang Pengfei gently removed his mask.

The woman still tilted her head and smiled, "Hmm, not bad, you didn't disappoint me."

"And you, Miss? Now it's time to show your true face."

"I hope I won't disappoint you either." With that, the woman removed her mask. A beautiful face was revealed before Yang Pengfei. The woman looked very pretty, but not young. Yang Pengfei couldn't guess her exact age, but estimated she was at least thirty-five or thirty-six. Yang Pengfei gazed at her bright eyes and white teeth, her delicate and charming beauty. The passage of time, far from diminishing her beauty, had instead sculpted a captivating charm and allure. Her brows, eyes, and even the slender waist encased in her suit were all clearly defined. Her impeccable makeup and exquisite attire evoked a sense of melancholy for a woman past her prime.

"Sir, do you think my age is a bit too old for your taste?" the woman asked. The fine wrinkles around her eyes and lips seemed to tell Yang Pengfei of the hardships and extraordinary years he had endured.

"Oh, no, no, on the contrary, I admire you. I think you're a woman with a story, a real woman," Yang Pengfei said, quite pleased with her, and thus lavished praise upon her.

"Hehe, the first time I saw you, I sensed you were also a man who couldn't bear loneliness," she said.

"Yes, you're absolutely right. I love women, I love all the women who move my heart," Yang Pengfei said, taking out a cigarette.

"Give me one," the woman said, extending her slender white fingers.

Yang Pengfei handed her a cigarette, then lit it for her first before lighting his own.

"Can a person really only love one person in their lifetime? Once she enters your heart, you can never shake her off. You know, walking through this bustling city every day, outwardly dignified, but inwardly fragile. Loneliness always creeps in unexpectedly," Yang Pengfei said with a sigh. A wisp of smoke exhaled, drifting gently in the air.

In the dim, ambiguous light, the two watched the cigarettes in their hands glow and fade, as if their lives were being released with the last glimmer of light. Despite the pain, they struggled to live each day, clinging to that sliver of light. This is loneliness, this is the desolate world, unable to melt the restless soul.

"You know what? This is my first time in an event like this," the woman broke the ambiguous silence.

"Really? If I told you it's my first time here too, would you believe me?" Yang Pengfei said.

“I believe you! But I must say, from your tense expression just now, I could tell at a glance that you actually have a lustful heart.” The woman was incisive and merciless.

“Yes, including you.” Yang Pengfei was equally unpretentious, taking the offensive.

“What? You’ve taken a fancy to me? Want to sleep with me?” The woman was poised and confident, without a trace of coquettishness or shyness.

“Yes, I won’t hide my amazement at you. Actually, the mystery between us is just distance and curiosity. We came together through a short time together because we were attracted to each other.” Yang Pengfei spoke confidently.

“Do you think I would sleep with you?” The woman revealed a cunning or perhaps shrewd expression.

"At least you won't object."

"You're so confident?"

"Yes, because you have the perfect timing, the right place, and the right people."

"How so?"

"The right timing means that since we've both chosen to participate in this game, we're bound to feel lonely; the right place means that we're both in a stranger's house right now; and the right people means that you've met people like us, who are kindred spirits."

"You're a real master of romance!" The woman's heart was already fluttering, a slight blush rising on her cheeks. Yang Pengfei took the opportunity to put his hand on her shoulder, and she leaned against his chest, half-heartedly resisting.

With rational women, you must be direct. Rather than arguing, express your love directly. To pursue a rational woman, you must first attract her with your own strong charm, using a straightforward approach. Overcoming reason with emotion is the best way to pursue a rational woman. Because, generally speaking, rational women, with their intelligent aura, give people a sense of awe, and many men tend to keep their distance. Rational women receive less love, but when they are loved, they feel the presence of love more strongly.

Of course, women possess an innate psychological defense mechanism, harboring a sense of wariness towards men. They dislike two types of men: those who are dull and taciturn in their presence, and those who are boastful, eloquent, and exaggerated in their behavior.

Both types are unnatural. Therefore, men should maintain a composed, genuine, and natural demeanor to dispel women's wariness and win their hearts.

All expired promises, like torn clouds gently brushing away the twilight and releasing the night. Yang Pengfei felt that everything around him was so tranquil, so indifferent. Only the silent breeze gently blew, causing the long, flowing hair of the woman in his arms to softly unfold in the wind. It was like the grass on the plain, also bathed in a pale blue light, rippling with extremely soft waves, forming extremely beautiful undulating lines. At the same time, it reflected the pale blue moonlight, making the moonlight shimmer with a gentle silvery white.

Chapter 90 My Sister's Passion

This was a room filled with the fragrance of flowers, overflowing with romance, and decorated with extreme luxury. Expensive oil paintings hung on the walls, creating a dreamlike, decadent atmosphere under the warm, soft light. A classic carved bed frame, with snow-white, smooth sheets spread across the king-size double bed, dangling over the floor; two large, fluffy pillows, white and gleaming, were placed diagonally at the head of the bed; the red lampshade emitted a bewitching red light, further enhancing the allure. Such luxurious decorations, such an exhilarating atmosphere—it would be a waste of this precious resource if not for an endless, passionate encounter.

"Oh, this is wonderful! No wonder these rich people are so enthusiastic about this game; it's truly novel and exciting," Yang Pengfei muttered to himself, feeling a surge of heat throughout his body, his lust burning almost madly.

A man who has cheated once will cheat again, and a third time. A man's desires are never satisfied! Even though he already has a beloved woman in his heart.

Yang Pengfei impulsively picked up the woman in his arms, lifted her into the air, and threw her onto the luxurious bed. She let out a soft "Oh!" as she landed on the bed, bounced quickly, and finally lay trembling on her back. Yang Pengfei pounced on her like a hungry wolf, stripping her of her clothes. She responded to his wildness with moans of "Ah! Ah!" and actively cooperated with his movements, raising her arms to remove her shirt.

Yang Pengfei was astonished to find her bra and panties so exquisite, fashionable, and luxurious. Her skin was snow-white, and her breasts were firm and erect. From her expression, Yang Pengfei knew that she also seemed to be anticipating a frenzied lovemaking. When she removed her bra and panties, Yang Pengfei was truly stunned. He had never seen such a dense, lush blackness, stretching from her swollen, mysterious area all the way to her entire vulva. The petals were completely covered in black; at first glance, it was just a vast expanse of darkness. Yang Pengfei was stunned...

Amidst the thick pubic hair, two things stood erect, thick and broad like two swaying palms—it was magnificent! Beyond its visual beauty, it possessed an evocative beauty, drawing one into a higher realm. Like climbing a mountain to watch the sunrise, or observing the dawn over the East Sea, it embodied people's yearning and pursuit of happiness. He was excited, eager, and thrilled; it was impossible not to feel a special sensation, as if he were fulfilling a solemn and sacred mission. Like a pilgrim, with an innate piety, Yang Pengfei was about to enter a completely new world.

The panting, naked woman and Yang Pengfei eagerly embraced each other tightly, their skin so close that not even the light from the window, the night breeze, or the air inside could penetrate. They held each other tightly, their bones intertwined, frantically exploring each other's lips.

When Yang Pengfei entered her body, he felt her swelling and trembling. As he began to move, in

the sudden and irrepressible urge to conquer, something novel and breathtaking rippled within the woman's warm interior, like the gentle caress of a flame, as soft as a feather, rushing straight towards the radiant peak, beautifully dissolving her, dissolving her entire being, like the tolling of bells, wave after wave reaching its zenith.

The woman lay there, unconsciously emitting soft moans, until finally reaching a state of ecstasy. Her naked legs tightened slightly around Yang Pengfei's sweaty thighs and entire body, her whole being gently unfolding, gently pleading, like a seaweed underwater, begging Yang Pengfei to thrust rapidly, to satisfy her. She fainted in the fiery passion, pressed tightly against Yang Pengfei.

The woman lay there moaning, her unconscious, indistinct voice emanating from the boundless darkness of the night—it was life! Yang Pengfei listened to these sounds with a mixture of awe and fear, simultaneously ejaculating his life force into her. As the sounds subsided, Yang Pengfei stopped, and she slowly loosened her embrace…

Now, only the dim light of the bedside lamp knew of the storm raging on the bed.

The two bodies, which had just moments before erupted into frenzy, now, in the afterglow of satisfaction, returned to stillness like tamed pets, lying motionless, their limbs intertwined. Then, Yang Pengfei kissed the woman again, surprised to find glistening tears streaming down her cheeks, but mixed with a smile, she was clearly enveloped in a bittersweet bliss.

“I haven’t felt like this in a long time,” the woman murmured. “You’re amazing! No wonder you’re so lustful; you have such a rich foundation for it.”

“A rich foundation for it?” Yang Pengfei chuckled. “Why do you use that word?”

“Am I using it inaccurately?” the woman said softly. “But I really think it’s not good.”

“What’s not good?” Yang Pengfei asked, puzzled.

“Making love with you!” the woman blurted out.

“Making love with me?” Yang Pengfei couldn’t understand at first. He only heard the woman continue in a low voice, “After doing this with you, I’m not myself anymore. I don’t like it. This kind of thing makes me lose my rationality. I hate you so much!”

“So, losing your rationality, conversely, means being satisfied to the extreme?” Yang Pengfei asked tentatively.

"But it's been so much fun," the woman said thoughtfully. "I feel like I've fallen into your clutches."

"It's me who's fallen!"

"Anyway, you're the one who made me like this, like a slut."

"But you're partly to blame."

"Me?"

"If you didn't have such an elegant air, I wouldn't be so infatuated."

"But this is my first time."

"It's my first time too."

Yang Pengfei glanced at the clock beside his pillow; it was past midnight, but he felt it was a shame to leave so early. So he reached out and gently stroked her.

"You still like me, don't you?"

"Hmm, you're so annoying!" The woman still didn't give up her verbal defenses, saying, "But I always feel you have a certain charm that makes people succumb." The woman looked up at the ceiling, frankly speaking her mind.

"Am I that good?"

"Hmm."

In any case, being praised by a woman was never a bad thing, and hearing it from this beautiful and elegant woman boosted Yang Pengfei's confidence even more.

"You're not kidding, are you serious?"

"Of course, why would I lie to someone like that?"

Praised like that, Yang Pengfei jokingly asked, "So, I passed?"

"Of course you passed!" the woman replied immediately. "But, we're just playing around!"

"Aren't you going to tell me your name?"

"Forget it, I won't say. Although I have a good impression of you, we still have to follow the rules."

"Oh, okay then." Yang Pengfei said with slight disappointment, "You said this is the first time, what about before?"

"What is it?" she asked knowingly.

"Making love with your husband."

"It felt a little, but not quite like this." The woman's earnest expression suddenly became innocent and naive. Yang Pengfei couldn't help but tightly grasp her breasts, her lower body rubbing against his.

"Are you scared?" Yang Pengfei pressed again.

"If we do these things, we'll go to hell," the woman muttered to herself.

"Go to hell?" Yang Pengfei asked.

"I don't know what will happen to you, but I'm sure I will." Saying this, the woman suddenly hugged Yang Pengfei tightly and said, "I really don't know why I'm like this?" The woman's body and mind were still in the afterglow of passion, seemingly still fiercely battling.

"It'll be alright," Yang Pengfei comforted her, pondering again the differences in sensuality between men and women. A woman like the one in his arms, initially reserved and as serious as a student, liberated from all constraints, knowing pleasure and excitement, then becoming as unrestrained as a mature woman, and finally deeply indulging in the world of love—that is the process of a woman's physical collapse, and also the way her body recovers its latent instincts. People say: Women are like water! Water, in truth, is a very contradictory thing. It flows gently, yet is indestructible, ubiquitous, and readily available. Yet it changes with the mood, elusive and unpredictable.

Outside the window, the night wind howls, leaves rustling incessantly. My mood is like the last rose of summer, budding, blooming, and withering. Some say that deep love leads to loneliness. But even in solitude, a beautiful and eternal scene remains in the heart. When the night arrives with wind, rain, and endless longing, a passing breeze stirs those quiet emotions, like a familiar melody faintly heard, rippling across the lake of the heart!

After another passionate encounter, the woman lies relaxed on the bed, immersed in the afterglow of sexual satisfaction. Her body still retains the afterglow of her orgasm, slightly sweaty and hot. Her face is flushed, slightly tipsy, her beauty enhanced. Recalling her first appearance, she possessed an air of dignified elegance that commanded respect. That aloofness, that unapproachable gaze, had transformed after Yang Pengfei's unrestrained kisses, caresses, and passionate lovemaking into a gentle, vibrant beauty.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" the woman asked with a gentle smile, her eyes bright and alert.

"I'm checking if we've met before," Yang Pengfei said with a laugh.

"We've met? No way!"

"Why are you so sure we haven't?" Yang Pengfei chuckled. "Maybe we'll meet again someday. Don't you want to see me again?"

"You little rascal, do you want to know all about me? Including my name, my phone number, and so on." The woman's face was like a flower in full bloom, radiant, beautiful, and perfect. A gentle, delicate fragrance seemed to drift by.

"Hehe, what a clever woman." Yang Pengfei kissed her forehead. He was so eager to know her true identity because he felt she wasn't an ordinary woman, but someone with wealth, status, and even an official position. Contacting her would likely benefit his career.

"Alright, I'll tell you. What can I do? I'm so fond of you, my little rascal. But it can only be between the two of us. Don't tell a third person, and especially not the person who orchestrated this game, understand?" the woman said. The soft light from the bedside lamp, like a red sunset, slanted across her cheeks, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

"I know," Yang Pengfei said, lowering his head to kiss her again. "No one else knows but you and me."

"My name is Lin Wan, and I'm the deputy mayor of this city," the woman said languidly.

"What? The deputy mayor?" Yang Pengfei exclaimed softly, involuntarily pulling her tightly into a hug, a surge of passion welling up within him. After a passionate kiss, Yang Pengfei called out, "Mayor!"

Lin Wan pushed him away, "Don't call me Mayor, you should call me Sister Wan'er!" Yang Pengfei saw a faint fragrance in Lin Wan's deep, lake-like eyes, gentle and clear, which filled him with joy.

"Okay, I'll call you Sister Wan'er," Yang Pengfei said softly, embracing Lin Wan and pressing his face against her chest again.

Lin Wan opened her arms and hugged Yang Pengfei back, her chin resting on his hair, truly like an older sister hugging a younger brother. She was like a still pool of water, almost imperceptible in its flow. She seemed to be enjoying a feeling she deeply cherished. A gentle, lingering happiness, seemingly there yet always present, gradually spreading around her.

The feeling of liking someone is truly beautiful. Whether young or old, everyone yearns for and longs for such tender feelings. I draw near to you because you feel the same way I do for you. At this moment, I want to hold your hand and whisper a question: Is it a beautiful promise from a past life that brought us together so tenderly in this one? Or is it an unfinished destiny from a previous life, continuing in this one? In the quiet midnight, my heart is filled with such vibrant and warm emotions. At this moment, Yang Pengfei forgets all his worries and anxieties.

"Sister... Wan'er... Wan'er... Sister..." Yang Pengfei's heart calls her name, feeling her beauty and the sweet warmth that soothes his soul.

Yang Pengfei holds Lin Wan's slender white hand in his own, gently caressing it. Then, from fingertips to shoulders, from toes to thighs; sometimes stroking, sometimes licking. On his feet, he starts with the big toe and second toe, gradually moving upwards, because the nerve endings in the legs are distributed from top to bottom. On his hands, he starts with the middle finger, then the index and ring fingers, rubbing the three fingers together. First, I rubbed the back of her hand, then moved to her palm, and from there moved upwards, using my four fingers to caress the inside of her arm, gradually ascending to her shoulder. After caressing her hands and feet, my left hand tightly embraced her back, while my right hand caressed her important erogenous zones, simultaneously kissing her with my burning lips. The kisses also progressed gradually, first to her neck, then her forehead. Then her breasts and testicles, and I gently nibbled at her ears and nipples.

Lin Wan's heavy breathing aroused Yang Pengfei. I licked and sucked every inch of her skin, from her pearly lips and jade-like neck, down to her erect nipples, and then down to the pubic hair I loved, licking her moist vulva. I took those two thick petals into my mouth, my hands caressing her white, full breasts, greedily and intoxicated. At the same time, they embraced tightly, gently hugging each other, their bodies rubbing against each other, each time causing her to gasp softly, her body trembling slightly.

Overwhelmed by this surge of excitement, Lin Wan was no longer able to control herself. Her tightly clenched lips, flailing hands, fingers reaching out to grasp, the rubbing and twisting of her buttocks, the squeezing and releasing of her legs and hips, her rapid breathing and murmurs, and her wetness all revealed her yearning for union, for merging into one, for physical intimacy to reach the pinnacle of pleasure. Only then could she truly experience the vigor and warmth of life, and feel her mind and body enveloped by an indescribable wave of desire.

Yang Pengfei slowly pressed down on Lin Wan again, his hands gripping her slender waist as he gently inserted his penis into her vagina, using a rhythmic pattern of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, or eight shallow thrusts followed by two deep ones. He limited the number of penetrations, avoiding thrusting all the way to the deepest part of her vagina each time, because such intense pleasure could easily lead to a loss of sensation, backfiring. Just like scratching an itch, if too forceful and too frequent, it can easily cause pain. Furthermore, one shouldn't move in a rigid, one-in-one motion; one must move like an eel swimming, swaying the body laterally so that both sides of the flower path can feel the impact of the little brother. Or, when entering and exiting the cavity, one should use a leech-like movement, arching the body up and down. Finally, one will be

completely overwhelmed with pleasure and reach climax. The two were deeply immersed in the afterglow of their passion, and Yang Pengfei could hardly believe that the person lying next to him was actually the deputy mayor of Donghai City; he was still in a daze.

"Hehe, little man, why do you make that face?" Lin Wan stroked Yang Pengfei's thick hair and chuckled.

"Are you really the vice mayor of Donghai City?" In the dead of night, Yang Pengfei could almost hear his own voice trembling. A vice mayor—how high a position was that? When he was a child, he thought their village chief was the highest-ranking official in the world.

"I won't tell you, but you insist on asking. Even if I tell you, you won't believe me. I can't do anything with you. Fine, believe it or not, it's up to you," Lin Wan replied indifferently.

"Hehe!" Yang Pengfei laughed awkwardly. "It's not that I don't believe you, it's that I can't believe it."

"Can't believe it?" Lin Wan glanced at Yang Pengfei sideways. "You think a mayor is the kind of person who's serious, rigid, and lifeless?"

"Hehe, of course not," Yang Pengfei laughed, scratching his head.

"First and foremost, I'm a woman, a woman with normal emotional and physical needs, and only then am I a mayor," Lin Wan said, looking at Yang Pengfei with seductive eyes. Then, Lin Wan took a small bag from the bedside table and handed it to Yang Pengfei.

"What for?" Yang Pengfei asked, puzzled.

"You don't believe me? Open my bag and you'll believe me then."

"Heh, that's not a good idea. I won't look. I believe you."

"Why do you say that? What do you mean 'I believe you'?" Lin Wan said. "I told you to look, so look." Her tone carried a subtle authority, making it impossible for him to refuse.

"Then...then I'll take a look." With that, Yang Pengfei opened the LV handbag Lin Wan had brought. Wow! There were quite a few things inside. Yang Pengfei casually pulled them out and saw various documents. Upon closer inspection, there were work IDs, NPC representative certificates, and CPPCC member certificates. No need to look any further; so many certificates were enough to prove that what Lin Wan said was true.

"So? Do you believe me now?"

"I believe you, I believe you!" Yang Pengfei said. "But aren't you afraid that others will find out about this kind of game and it will affect your political future?" "

Haha..." Lin Wan suddenly burst into unrestrained laughter, and after laughing, she said, "Little man, you're so adorably naive. Besides the host of this game and you, no one else here knows my true identity. And the host here won't say anything. Now it's just you left. You wouldn't want to go around bragging that you became the mayor of this city, would you?"

"Me? How could I? I'll absolutely keep my mouth shut, don't worry!" Yang Pengfei said confidently.

"Hehe, to be honest, since I've told you, I'm not afraid you'll go around telling others." Lin Wan said with a calm smile, "If you go around telling others, not only will no one believe you, but you will also have no place in Donghai. Do you believe me?"

Although Lin Wan's tone was very calm, Yang Pengfei still couldn't help but shudder. A slight chill rose from the bottom of his heart. He vaguely felt that this beautiful deputy mayor was not such a simple person, nor did she seem like an ordinary government official. Just as Yang Pengfei was secretly speculating, a pleasant cell phone ringtone came from Lin Wan's handbag.

"Hello!" Lin Wan lazily brought the phone to her ear.

"Xiao Wan, where are you? Are you alright?" In the quiet of the night, Yang Pengfei could hear the voice on the other end of the line. Although the voice wasn't loud, he could still tell it was a man's voice.

"I'm working, I'm fine! You can go to sleep if you're okay, don't wait for me." Lin Wan hurriedly hung up the phone after saying that, and Yang Pengfei could hear her heart pounding.

"Your husband?" Yang Pengfei asked with concern.

Lin Wan nodded without speaking. Suddenly, she hugged Yang Pengfei tightly, their chests pressed together, their waists intertwined, their limbs entwined. "Quick, quick, give it to me..." Lin Wan murmured. Yang Pengfei began to move his hips, and his penis, which had been inserted into her vagina, gradually hardened. Lin Wan also moved her hips in response.

Chapter 91 I Have to Admire Your Abilities

"Okay, go for it, use all your skills." Lin Wan was truly becoming somewhat wanton, and Yang Pengfei knew she wanted to erase everything that had just occupied her mind from her memory. At this moment, Yang Pengfei was completely absorbed in Lin Wan's warmth, as if he were being slowly sucked into an endless space.

Despite having just climaxed, Lin Wan's body was even more sensitive, burning intensely like dry wood meeting a raging fire, finally reaching climax with a suppressed, long moan.

Yang Pengfei's body already knew the moment she would reach climax, because as her voice and body struggled and twisted violently, her originally soft and warm cavity became hot with passion. The suction increased greatly, tightly embracing Yang Pengfei, and at the moment of climax, it contracted and spasmed rapidly in a wave-like pattern. Lin Wan reached climax at this moment.

"I can't take it anymore..." Lin Wan murmured to herself.

After bringing her to orgasm, Yang Pengfei pulled her into his arms again, his hips thrusting rhythmically as he waited for Lin Wan's afterglow to subside. He waited until Lin Wan was completely calm, and soon she opened her eyes like a water lily blooming in a pond, staring at Yang Pengfei's throat and whispering, "It's different again." She seemed to be saying that the previous orgasm felt different from this one. Hearing this, Yang Pengfei was once again struck by the mystery of the woman's body. Suddenly, he felt that the soft, voluptuous female body that enveloped him was like an unfathomable demon.

"Is it better than before?"

"How should I put it? It's a completely new feeling."

"Really? I don't think I can understand that feeling."

"The moment you came in, I felt a closeness where nothing mattered anymore. I felt your presence, and I felt like I didn't care about anything else."

"How exactly is it better?"

"I don't know." After saying that, Lin Wan murmured, "It feels like I wouldn't care if I died like that."

Lin Wan gently rested her forehead against my chest. Yang Pengfei lightly kissed her full forehead and then checked the time. It was almost time, so he got up to get dressed. At this moment, Lin Wan sat up from the bed and leaned against the headboard.

"Want to continue contacting me in the future?" Lin Wan looked at Yang Pengfei tenderly and said.

"Of course, Mayor! I've been dreaming of currying favor with you." Yang Pengfei said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"You're such a chatterbox!" Lin Wan said softly. "I don't know why, but I had a special feeling when I first saw you. Ah, it's a feeling that can only be understood, not explained! But there's one thing I can say."

"What is it?" Yang Pengfei asked curiously.

"That's your lovemaking ability. I can't help but admire your lovemaking ability. Where did you learn it?" Lin Wan's lips curled up, her gaze drifting, revealing her neat teeth.

"Hehe." Yang Pengfei chuckled, "Have you heard of the Jade Chamber Secrets and the Plain Girl Classic?"

"No. You've actually studied them!" Lin Wan shook her head, a look of surprise on her face.

"Yes, nine shallow and one deep, three on the right and three on the left, moving like an eel, advancing like a leech. That's a lot."

"I never thought you were such a book lover, and that you could even put what you've learned to use, hehe!" Lin Wan shook her head, her lips slightly pursed, a dreamlike sentiment seemingly floating in her clear eyes.

"Oh, right, before we came here, didn't the owner collect all our phones? Why are you still carrying them in your bag?" Yang Pengfei asked, puzzled.

"Hehe, what a silly boy. Would he dare take my phone? Besides, I didn't even come in through the main gate," Lin Wan said with a smile.

"Oh, I see!" Yang Pengfei suddenly realized, thinking, "Yeah, she's the mayor. The people here are probably trying their best to win her over. Would he dare take her phone?" Thinking of this, Yang Pengfei laughed, "You're really something! Being an official is great, especially a high-ranking one like you."

Lin Wan smiled, took a card out of her bag, and handed it to him, saying, "Here, call this number if you want to contact me."

Yang Pengfei took the card, put it in his wallet, then put on his clothes, tidied his hair in front of the mirror, and said, "I'll call you. Shouldn't we go now? It's about time." He stubbed out his cigarette, wisps of smoke drifting around him. Yang Pengfei looked around the warm and romantic room, seemingly trying to remember something. Under the light, Lin Wan smiled slightly, and Yang Pengfei saw a captivating tenderness in her eyes.

The two put on their masks again and went downstairs. By then, a considerable number of people had gathered in the lobby. In the crowd, Yang Pengfei saw He Xiao and hurried towards him. He Xiao also saw him and went up to him, smiling and asking, "How was it? Not bad, right?"

"Hehe, not bad. How about you?" Yang Pengfei said, then turned back to see if Lin Wan had followed, but found she was nowhere to be seen.

"Hehe, not bad either. That girl wasn't the prettiest, but her skills were amazing, and she was very open. You could do whatever you wanted, top and bottom, it was great!" He Xiao chuckled softly.

At this moment, the middle-aged man walked onto the stage again and said into the microphone, "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's event is about to end. It was a great success, and everyone had a wonderful time. On behalf of the organizers, I would like to thank you all for your support and cooperation."

"We should be thanking the organizers! It was their warm hospitality that allowed us to fully enjoy tonight's festivities," a man in the crowd said. Everyone echoed his sentiments.

Another person shouted, "When will the next event be held?"

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "It hasn't been decided yet, but once it is, we will definitely notify everyone in advance. Please rest assured. Okay, now please leave in this manner. Please return your masks and retrieve your cell phones at the door. Thank you!"

Yang Pengfei and He Xiao left the small white building together. Sitting in the car, Yang Pengfei looked up and through the sunroof, the azure night sky was filled with a bright moon hanging high, like a silver plate or a round mirror, casting a clear glow upon the earth; and under the silvery moonlight, the banyan trees danced with their green shadows, and the coconut trees swayed in the gentle breeze. Imagine a romantic serenade in Singapore, serene, peaceful, and tranquil...

On the way back, Yang Pengfei's heart was filled with turbulent emotions and countless thoughts. He thought, "Lin Wan is powerful and extremely beautiful, but what good is it? She can't even satisfy her pitiful physical needs, risking her reputation to participate in such activities. And what about me? Aren't I the same? Controlled by others for a little benefit, shuttling between different women, suffering for myself and exhausting others. Life is short, like grass in autumn, what's the point?"

People often sink into silence in the darkness, and often see themselves in that silence, frozen in these fragments, blending into the rosy mist, and into the melancholy of youth.

Perhaps life is such a complete performance of self-deception. Using desire and fantasy to support feet mired in the mud, we struggle to move our lives. What awaits us ahead may be an even deeper quagmire, but we are happily immersed in the beautiful scenery of fragrant grasses and fluttering bees and butterflies, intoxicated by the atmosphere...

After a night of relentless work, Yang Pengfei woke up the next morning feeling weak and listless, so he simply called Yu Jie to ask for a day off. Yu Jie readily agreed, telling him to rest well and not to worry about work. Yang Pengfei cursed inwardly, "That old fox! Of course you don't want me to worry about work, but you want me to worry about those two women! Damn it! I'll deal with you, you old fox, sooner or later!" Hanging up the phone, Yang Pengfei went back to sleep, sleeping all day.

After a day of rest, Yang Pengfei arrived at work the next day, full of energy. "Good morning!" Upon entering the company, Yang Pengfei greeted a colleague with a beaming smile.

"Good morning!" he replied with a smile.

Yang Pengfei felt his smile was a little strange, but he didn't pay it any mind and continued walking towards his office. However, the further he walked, the more uneasy he felt. Although everyone greeted him as usual, Yang Pengfei felt that everyone's gaze was odd, and after he passed, he faintly heard people whispering behind him. Yang Pengfei was completely baffled, thinking, "What's going on? Everyone seems so strange. Am I dressed haphazardly today? That shouldn't be the case! I checked myself in the mirror in the elevator, and I didn't see anything wrong. Oh well, never mind, maybe I'm just being paranoid."

When he reached his office door, Yang Pengfei saw Xiao Huang coming out. "Ah, Manager Yang, you're here! I've put a few documents on your desk. Take a look and sign them, I'll come back for them later," Xiao Huang said, then tried to leave hurriedly.

Yang Pengfei quickly stopped her, saying, "Wait, Xiao Huang, what's wrong with you all today? Everyone seems so strange. I just missed a day of work, and I've become the subject of your gossip?"

"N-nothing!" Xiao Huang stammered. "Nothing? Who

are you trying to fool? I can tell you're not telling the truth just by looking at you," Yang Pengfei said. "Tell me quickly, what happened?"

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Huang stammered, "Manager, you'll understand if you go in and take a look."

Yang Pengfei felt even stranger, thinking, "It seems I'm not just being paranoid; something really is happening targeting me." With that thought, he immediately pushed open the door to his office, looked around, but didn't find anything suspicious. Just as he was wondering about going out to ask Xiao Huang again, he suddenly noticed that something was indeed missing from his desk—the steaming cup of coffee that Xiao Xin brought him every day. "Could something have happened to Xiao Xin?" Yang Pengfei thought to himself, "I didn't see her at the front desk today. Usually, we either come together or she comes first; she's never been after me. I didn't see her today, could it be that she..." Thinking this, he quickly called out, "Xiao Huang, come in for a moment."

After Xiao Huang entered, Yang Pengfei hurriedly closed the office door. He usually never closed the door when calling subordinates in to discuss business, to show that his conversations with them were purely professional and not involved in any ambiguous relationships. But at this moment, he couldn't care less. After closing the door, he went straight to the point: "Where's Xiao Xin? Did she take leave?"

"She...she..." Xiao Huang stammered, hesitant to speak.

"What happened to her? Tell me quickly!" Yang Pengfei urged.

"She...she was fired." Xiao Huang finally managed to say it, as if squeezing toothpaste.

"What? Fired? Fired by whom?" Yang Pengfei asked angrily.

"Who else could it be? General Manager Yu, of course." "Xiao Huang whispered, "Besides her, who else would dare offend you and fire her?"

"Why fire her? What did she do wrong?"

"This...you should ask President Yu yourself. I...I have something to do, I'll go out first." After saying that, Xiao Huang opened the office door and ran out as if fleeing.

"Hey, hey..." Yang Pengfei called "hey" several times but couldn't get Xiao Huang to stop. "Damn it! I'll ask, she's not going to eat me!" Yang Pengfei stormed out of his office, ignoring the surprised looks from the people outside, and went straight to Yu Jie's office. When he arrived at her office, he didn't knock and just pushed the door open and went in. As soon as he went in and closed the door, the people outside, including Xiao Huang, all surrounded him, pressed their faces against the door, and wanted to hear what was going on inside.

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Chapter 092 Little Lover

"What are you doing? Have you eaten gunpowder?" "You barged in without knocking, don't you know any basic manners?" Yu Jie looked up at Yang Pengfei and said. Although Yang Pengfei's behavior was very impolite, she didn't seem to care, as if she had expected him to do so.

"Don't talk to me about manners." Yang Pengfei, disregarding the fact that she was the general manager and he was just a lowly department manager, loudly demanded, "I'm asking you, why did you fire Chang Xin?"

"You came here just for this?" Yu Jie put down her work, leaned back in her chair, and leisurely rocked back and forth.

"Yes, just for this." Yang Pengfei, still angry, said, "Tell me, why?" "

Originally, I didn't want to explain anything to you, because as the general manager, firing a lowly employee doesn't require me to explain anything to anyone. But since you asked today, and seem quite indignant, then I'll tell you why I fired her." Yu Jie continued unhurriedly.

"Okay, tell me, I'm listening."

"Do you know what she did before?" Yu Jie asked, staring at him.

Yang Pengfei's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "Oh no, it seems Xiaoxin knows about her past as a prostitute."

"What? Speechless now? Judging from your expression, you know perfectly well what she used to do. You clearly know what she did, yet you still introduced her to the company, and as a receptionist no less. This position may not be high-ranking, but it represents the face of our company. Do you know how much negative impact this has on our company by having someone who used to be a prostitute serve as our representative? You must take full responsibility for this," Yu Jie said sternly.

Hearing this, Yang Pengfei's earlier aggressive demeanor vanished. He knew that if things were to be discussed in detail, he was indeed in the wrong. Having a prostitute as a receptionist had indeed created a negative impression on the company. Therefore, he was speechless in the face of Yu Jie's harsh words. After a long pause, Yang Pengfei stammered, "You...how did you know?"

"Hmph! How did I know? You mean you hope I never know, so you can continue flirting with your little lover at the company, right?" Yu Jie said angrily. "As for whether the company's reputation will be tarnished, that's not your concern, is it?"

"President Yu, what are you talking about? What little lover? We're just ordinary friends," Yang Pengfei said, his face slightly flushed.

"Hmph, friends? Do you think I'm a three-year-old? Would you be so concerned about ordinary friends? Besides, everyone in the company knows Chang Xin likes you."

Yang Pengfei knew Yu Jie was shrewd; his little tricks wouldn't fool her. Rather than arguing with her, it was better to admit it openly. Thinking this, Yang Pengfei fell silent, tacitly agreeing.

Seeing his dejected appearance, Yu Jie chuckled softly and said, "Don't worry, I don't care how many lovers you have. Just do the things I asked you to do. As for how I know Chang Xin used to be a prostitute, I can tell you. Actually, I didn't know Chang Xin was a prostitute. If I had known, I wouldn't have let her come to our company."

"Then who told you?" Yang Pengfei asked quickly. He wanted to know who was so nosy.

"It was a client who came yesterday, Mr. Chi from Tongshun Trading Company. He knows Chang Xin and knows she used to be a prostitute. You know what? When he asked me why I used a prostitute as our company's receptionist, I was so embarrassed! If someone else had introduced her, I would have punished that person too. But now, never mind, let's leave it at that. You can go now and do your job." With that, Yu Jie waved her hand at him.

Yang Pengfei stood up dejectedly, turned and left, a stark contrast to his aggressive demeanor when he arrived. He opened the door, and the few people lurking outside almost stumbled in. "What are you doing? What's so interesting? What's so funny? Don't you all have work to do? Get back to work!" Yang Pengfei yelled angrily. Seeing Yang Pengfei's outburst, the men slunk away.

"No wonder everyone looked at me so strangely when I came to work. They all know Xiaoxin used to be a prostitute, and they even know I hired prostitutes and introduced her to the company. Sigh, I was in a good mood today, but then this happened." Yang Pengfei was extremely frustrated.

Back in his office, Yang Pengfei called Xiaoxin. "Hey, Xiaoxin, are you alright?" As soon as the call connected, Yang Pengfei asked with concern. He was afraid that Xiaoxin might be fired, and that her colleagues knew about her past, which might upset her.

"I'm fine, brother." Although Xiaoxin said she was fine, Yang Pengfei could hear the slight sob in her voice.

"Xiaoxin, don't cry. Losing this job isn't a big deal. I'll introduce you to a job ten times better than this one," Yang Pengfei comforted her.

"Brother, don't try to comfort me. Even if you find a job ten times better, they'll still fire me if they find out about my past. It's useless!" Xiaoxin choked out.

"Xiaoxin, don't cry, take a rest. I'll come over after work and have a good talk with you."

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Yang Pengfei leaned back in his chair, gritting his teeth, "Chi Wancheng, you son of a bitch! You can't win Sister Yun's favor, so you take your anger out on me, always going against me. I've always let it slide, but you've gone too far, revealing my woman's secrets. Damn it, we've made an enemy of each other." Suddenly, a thought struck him: "What was that son of a bitch doing here yesterday? Does he also have some investment project that needs our company's investment?" He immediately flipped through several investment application reports on the table. Sure enough, he soon saw an investment application from Tongshun Trading Company. Yang Pengfei

looked at Tongshun Trading Company's investment plan. It turned out that Chi Wancheng wanted to diversify his business. His trading company originally only did import and export trade. Now, seeing the booming domestic real estate industry, he wanted to squeeze in and get a piece of the pie. So a real estate company was established. However, while the company was set up, operating it wasn't easy; it required substantial follow-up funding. Although Chi Wancheng successfully secured a bank loan, it wasn't enough. So he approached Yu Jie, hoping to raise some funds. Yu Jie instructed him to follow the proper procedures, and thus the report ended up on Yang Pengfei's desk.

"Hmph, you're unlucky. With the report in my hands, you won't get a single penny from here." With that, Yang Pengfei casually tossed Chi Wancheng's investment application report aside.

Finally, it was time to leave work, and Yang Pengfei immediately left his office. But just as he was about to enter the elevator, Yu Jie called out to him, "Manager Yang, wait a minute!"

"What is it, Ms. Yu?" Yang Pengfei felt uneasy, thinking Yu Jie was still looking for him about Xiao Xin.

“Don’t rush back yet. I have a business dinner later, come with me,” Yu Jie said. “Wait here for me, I’ll go in and change.”

“Ah! But I…”

Yang Pengfei was about to find an excuse to refuse when Yu Jie interrupted him, saying, “It’s work, I have to attend.” She then turned and went back to her office. Yang Pengfei had no choice but to wait for her by the elevator. While waiting, he texted Xiao Xin, saying he might be a little late.

When he walked out of the office building, it was almost dusk. The setting sun left a bright red glow behind the buildings, and the sky seemed impatient, turning purple as night quietly fell. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the arrival of night accelerated. The buildings, which had been gleaming just moments before, were instantly painted a pale blue, and the city’s outline emerged from the sea of darkness with the flickering lights.

The banquet was held at the International Hotel. A fashionable and modern luxury atmosphere filled every corner of the hotel. Simple, elegant, profound, and exquisite—it was a good place for business people to entertain guests.

When Yang Pengfei and Yu Jie arrived at the International Hotel, the group of people Yu Jie wanted to invite had not yet arrived. Yu Jie said, "I have already booked the rooms. There's no rush to go up. Let's wait for them here for a while."

"Who are those people you're inviting? Why are you personally standing at the door to greet them?" Yang Pengfei hadn't asked Yu Jie who she was inviting along the way, and she hadn't said either. Now, seeing Yu Jie waiting at the door instead of going in, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but ask.

"People from officialdom," Yu Jie said casually.

"Oh!" Yang Pengfei nodded thoughtfully, thinking, "No wonder Yu Jie is personally greeting them. So they're the government officials. Judging by Yu Jie's manner, those people aren't low-ranking. But it's no wonder Yu Jie is giving them such a grand reception. In today's society, if you want to do business well, you can't do it without having good relationships with those big shots in the government. If you can combine government and business, that's the best."

Just then, three Audis drove into the International Hotel. "They're here," Yu Jie waved. Yang Pengfei followed Yu Jie to greet them. The door of the middle car opened, and a mature and dignified woman stepped out, surrounded by a crowd. Yu Jie quickly went to greet her, warmly shaking the woman's hand and saying, "Mayor Lin, welcome, welcome!"

Because Yang Pengfei was standing behind Yu Jie, and the woman was surrounded by people, he hadn't been able to see her face clearly at first. Now, hearing Yu Jie address the woman as Mayor Lin, he was startled, thinking, "Could this woman be Lin Wan?" Thinking this, he quickly stepped forward and finally saw the woman's face clearly—it was Lin Wan! Lin Wan also warmly shook Yu Jie's hand, saying, "President Yu, you're too kind. You've made a great contribution to the city's economy; I should be the one representing the government to invite you. How could I let you invite me?"

Yu Jie smiled and said, "You can't say that. Without the strong support of the municipal government and you, Mayor Lin, our business wouldn't have grown so much, and we wouldn't have made any contributions. Mayor Lin's presence tonight is the greatest support for us. Please come in!" With that, Yu Jie stepped aside, letting Lin Wan go first.

At this moment... Lin Wan also noticed Yang Pengfei standing to the side, a fleeting look of surprise crossing her face. This surprise was so brief that others wouldn't have noticed it, but Yang Pengfei caught it. He smiled slightly at Lin Wan, who returned a professional nod and smile, before they walked inside, surrounded by the others. Behind them, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "If I hadn't participated in that game the night before last, you could kill me and I wouldn't believe that this beautiful, dignified, and amiable female vice mayor would participate in that game like them, and that she would be so seductive in bed."

After they all settled into a luxurious private room, Yang Pengfei began to call the waiters to serve the food. This time, Yu Jie was the host. However, Yu Jie remained seated, busy chatting with Lin Wan, so Yang Pengfei had to take on the task of greeting everyone.

"So, Mayor Lin, how did your inspection go today?" Yu Jie asked with a smile.

"Let Lao Ding tell us; he has firsthand information," Lin Wan suggested.

"Great! Our city's economy has developed significantly in recent years, and what's particularly gratifying is the change in our industrial system. Labor-intensive and resource-intensive enterprises have greatly decreased, while a large number of high-tech enterprises have been built and put into production. Financial service companies like yours have also increased considerably. Very good!" Director Ding of the Industry and Commerce Bureau said proudly, his face beaming.

"Yes, that's why many government leaders from other places have come to our city to visit and learn from our experience in recent years, haha!" said an official in charge of external publicity.

"Mayor Lin, let me tell you, this year's government work report looks easy to write." Director Ding gave a thumbs up.

"Alright, let Director Ding report to Mayor Lin separately when he gets back. Come on, let's drink!" Yu Jie stood up, holding a full glass of wine.

"Good, to wish our leaders a pleasant work and a pleasant life, let's drink!" Yang Pengfei raised his glass and clinked it with theirs. The room was filled with the clinking of glasses and laughter. The rich aroma of food and wine filled the air. Lin Wan never looked directly at Yang Pengfei. Occasionally, their eyes would meet in the air, but Lin Wan would quickly look away, leaving Yang Pengfei unable to fathom what she was thinking.

At that moment, the television screen showed Singaporean singer Mavis Hee singing her song "Moonlight in the City." Her voice was gentle, the melody melodious. It was a theme song from a TV series; Yang Pengfei had seen it, but forgotten the name, though the theme song remained deeply etched in his heart. Although there wasn't a clear moon tonight, the entire room felt brightly illuminated by the moon's gentle glow. In this materialistic world, its inherent purity remained undiminished.

Yang Pengfei loved the crystal-clear moonlight; it always reminded him of gentle, water-like women. That jewel-like light illuminated the mountains and rivers, illuminating the people on earth, adding a touch of romance and warmth to the dark, deep night. Countless nights, it had gazed upon couples on earth with tender, affectionate eyes. Wandering above the brightly lit city, shining atop skyscrapers, walking alone on the edge of a silent life, generously scattering light across the vast earth.

"In every heart, there's a memory that lingers. In every deep night, there's a place where the deepest thoughts reside. Amidst the myriad changes of this world, love separates those with feelings. If the heart knows the direction of the soulmate, even if they can't be together day and night, the city moonlight illuminates dreams. Please warm his heart. Having seen through the comings and goings of life, can we have more moments of joy? The city moonlight illuminates dreams. Please protect it. If one day we can meet again, let happiness fill the entire night."

After dinner, Yu Jie suggested going to the dance hall on the third floor. Lin Wan declined, saying she had drunk too much and wasn't feeling well, wanting to book a room to rest. Her secretary, upon hearing this, quickly said, "Mayor Lin, please wait a moment, I'll go to the front desk to book a room."

Yu Jie said, "Secretary Wang, you and the others go upstairs and have some fun. Leave the room booking to us."

"This... it's not necessary to trouble you, Ms. Yu. I'll handle it myself," Secretary Wang politely declined.

“It’s alright, Secretary Wang. You’ve worked all day and must be tired. Why don’t you go upstairs and have some fun with them? I’ll handle this,” Yang Pengfei said opportunely.

“Well…” Secretary Wang looked at Lin Wan, not daring to leave without her permission.

“Then you go upstairs and have some fun with Director Ding and the others. Leave the room booking to this young comrade,” Lin Wan finally spoke up. With Lin Wan’s words, Secretary Wang naturally didn’t stand on ceremony anymore. He said, “Then I’ll trouble you, Mr. Yang.”

“It’s nothing. Serving the mayor is my honor,” Yang Pengfei said with a smile. He emphasized the word “serve,” his intention was self-evident. But Lin Wan’s face showed no change whatsoever; she still wore that warm, smiling expression.

Soon, Yang Pengfei completed the check-in procedures and handed the room key to Lin Wan. As he did so, Lin Wan's fingers lightly brushed against the back of Yang Pengfei's hand, causing his heart to skip a beat. Looking up at her eyes, he sensed a flicker of desire within them. Yang Pengfei quickly looked away, thinking, "You're not going to try and flirt with me in public, are you?"

His worries were unfounded. After taking the key, Lin Wan said goodbye to Yu Jie and headed for the elevator alone. Watching Lin Wan's graceful figure, Yang Pengfei thought, "If it weren't for Yuan Tingting also staying here, and me being afraid of being seen by her, I really wanted to have another go with you."

"Hey, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and come with me to entertain those officials," Yu Jie said irritably, seeing Yang Pengfei's dazed expression.

As Yang Pengfei stepped into the magnificent ballroom, he felt a surreal, almost heavenly sensation. The air was filled with fragrance and music. Especially the piece "Lacaliffa," which gave one a sense of flight. Yang Pengfei was captivated; the notes, the melody, were like the natural sound of a sheng (a traditional Chinese wind instrument), seemingly traversing the universe, as if gathering all the sounds of heaven and earth, and as refreshing as cool water in the sweltering summer. It was as if these soothing sounds would lull him to sleep at night, until he awoke from their embrace.

Yang Pengfei listened to it, feeling the world was so beautiful and mysterious. In an instant, his vision expanded, his mind was cleansed, and he felt as if he had floated into a forest, then into the mountains beyond the forest, and then into the sea of clouds beyond the mountains. The sunlight, the moonlight, the starlight shifted and changed... shifted and changed, and there were even shooting stars from beyond the sky...

As arranged by Yu Jie, the twelve people in the three cars were divided into two groups. Yang Pengfei found the hotel manager, who was very familiar with the madams of the dance hall and KTV rooms upstairs. He led Director Ding and his entourage of similar rank from the Industry and Commerce Bureau straight to the private rooms on the third floor, where the madams

arranged accompanied by a hostess. As for the drivers, Yang Pengfei arranged for them to go to another private room. In this way, both groups of people of different ranks had a more enjoyable and wilder time, especially Director Ding and his group.

Chapter 93 Passionate as Fire

After settling the group, Yang Pengfei and Yu Jie both breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, Yang Pengfei said, "President Yu, I'm all done now, right?"

"What? Why are you in such a hurry to go back? Come dance with me at the dance hall."

"Dance?" Yang Pengfei thought to himself, "I'm not in the mood to dance right now."

"What? You don't want to?" Yu Jie glanced at him and said, "I know, you hate me to death right now, don't you? You feel uncomfortable if you stay with me for even a minute longer, right?"

"Oh, no, no!" Yang Pengfei quickly waved his hands.

"I don't care whether you're here or not!" Yu Jie said lightly, "Now you come dance with me at the dance hall. You know, this is also work."

Although Yang Pengfei didn't want to go, seeing that Yu Jie had put it this way, he had no choice but to go with her back into the dance hall. At this moment, the band on stage began playing the tender and sweet "Green Island Serenade," the moving music swirling like cheerful water in the polluted air. People seeking pleasure embraced and danced the lovers' steps. They nestled together, swaying, seemingly lost in a blissful state. Yang Pengfei and Yu Jie also entered the dance floor hand in hand.

"How is it? Not bad, right?" Yu Jie said with a smile as she danced.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad," Yang Pengfei nodded haphazardly.

"Of course it's good. This is the only five-star hotel in Donghai City, its facilities are naturally top-notch. Otherwise, Yuan Tingting wouldn't have been staying here for so long, right?" "

Hehe, yes, rich people know how to be comfortable and luxurious." Yang Pengfei wasn't particularly surprised that Yu Jie knew Yuan Tingting was staying here. If Yu Jie didn't know, it would have made Yang Pengfei suspicious.

"Giggle..." Yu Jie giggled, saying, "This isn't extravagant at all. Besides, this hotel is owned by our Julong Group. What's the point of spending money if the boss's daughter stays here? Why don't you go to her room later and chat with her?"

"His true intentions are showing," Yang Pengfei thought to himself. "No wonder he asked me to accompany you to this social event; his real purpose was to have me see Yuan Tingting."

The music of "Green Island Serenade" ended, and the two returned to their seats to rest. At this moment, the orchestra played the classical masterpiece "The Butterfly Lovers," a timeless love tragedy that deeply moved Yang Pengfei. Yu Jie also seemed deeply moved. Yang Pengfei gazed at her, and saw that her bright black eyes seemed to be veiled with tears, showing that she was also deeply touched.

Just then, a middle-aged man approached, politely bowing and inviting Yu Jie to dance with him. Yu Jie readily agreed, and they stepped onto the dance floor and began to dance. Yang Pengfei sat attentively watching them dance. His own dancing skills were lacking, but Yu Jie's were exceptional, and the middle-aged man seemed quite good as well. Their steps were slow and graceful, seemingly filled with a profound sorrow, deeply immersed in the tender atmosphere of love. For a moment, they felt as if they had transformed into two legendary butterflies, chasing and playing among a hundred flowers…

Whether it was the lighthearted cha-cha, the vigorous and rhythmic tango, or the rapidly spinning waltz, Yu Jie's expression was always uplifted by the music, soaring with the rhythm. Seeing the richness and immersion in Yu Jie's expression, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but think, "What are you so smug about? Sooner or later, I'll make you fall into my hands."

The last dance, "The Blue Danube," was also performed by Yang Pengfei and Yu Jie. Yang Pengfei felt as if he were embracing a fragrant spring breeze or a wisp of white cloud, drifting lightly across the Danube. The shimmering Danube sparkled with a dreamlike, deep blue beneath their feet. Their coordination seemed to have gained a touch more tacit understanding and harmony than before.

After the dance ended, Yu Jie's forehead was already covered in glistening beads of sweat, and her breathing was slightly labored. She said, "Alright, go upstairs and see how those guys are having fun. Then, if you have time, go see Yuan Tingting."

Yang Pengfei knew this was also work and he couldn't refuse, so he said, "Okay, what about you? Have you gone back yet?"

"I'm going to see Mayor Lin again. You should go quickly."

Yang Pengfei walked towards the private room on the third floor. From afar, he could hear Director Ding's hoarse singing: "Walking, walking, walking, walking, there's no strong liquor in this foreign land, no greetings..."

When Yang Pengfei entered the private room, he saw Director Ding hurriedly release his arm from the hostess and shift his position to the side, creating some distance between himself and the hostess. Yang Pengfei pretended to be nonchalant and sat down in the empty seat next to him.

"What? Haven't you had enough of the strong liquor yet?" Yang Pengfei joked with Director Ding.

"Haha, thank you for your hospitality. Come on, cheers." Director Ding handed Yang Pengfei a glass of liquor, and the two of them drank it down in one gulp.

Yang Pengfei doesn't have a high alcohol tolerance, but he enjoys the atmosphere, especially the feeling of sitting around with friends, drinking, sipping tea, and chatting. He also loves the stories told through wine, the life experiences reflected in it. His daily life is rather simple, but when he drinks, the heaviness of life finds temporary relief. He reads himself in the wine, savoring the bittersweetness of life.

Yang Pengfei also enjoys watching others drink, especially the kind of unrestrained, joyful drinking. After a certain amount, the usual restraint is swept away by the alcohol, and he finds himself talking more, laughing more heartily, and the distance between hearts growing closer through conversation. That sincerity and honesty, that natural and carefree enjoyment of life, that ever-present harmonious atmosphere of perfect harmony, is enough to make one forget the past and the future. Beautiful scenery intoxicates, good times intoxicate, love intoxicates, friendship and family intoxicate—their existence is always the most intoxicating temptation. People say: the most unforgettable memories are those wonderful times we shared, intoxicated together.

"Alright, everyone, please continue. Our General Manager Yu has already spoken to me, telling me to make sure you all have a great time, otherwise I'll get my salary docked," Yang Pengfei said with a smile.

"Haha..." Everyone burst into laughter. One of them said, "Don't worry, you won't get your salary docked. Please give our regards to your General Manager Yu and thank her for her hospitality. We're very satisfied."

"Yes, yes, I'll definitely pass it on. Please enjoy yourselves. Excuse me."

"Yes, yes, Manager Yang, you can go about your business now."

After leaving the private room, Yang Pengfei went straight to Yuan Tingting's room. To be honest, he really missed her, especially her special skills. Now, just thinking about the scene in her office that day made Yang Pengfei feel excited. As soon as he entered Yuan Tingting's room, Yuan Tingting had just opened the door. Before the door was even fully closed, Yang Pengfei pounced on her, hooking his arm around her neck, looking like he couldn't contain his desire.

"You..." Yuan Tingting was about to ask him why he had suddenly come when Yang Pengfei abruptly pressed his lips to hers, followed by a passionate kiss. Yang Pengfei held Yuan Tingting tightly, kissing her repeatedly. They embraced, enjoying the joy of a long-awaited reunion. At that moment, Yuan Tingting's starry eyes shone with a soft light, making her feel as if she were floating on air. Desire surged like the tides, a yearning for their bodies to melt together.

"I missed you so much, did you miss me?" Yang Pengfei whispered in Yuan Tingting's ear.

Yuan Tingting was also excited; she responded passionately to Yang Pengfei's caresses, letting him greedily suck on her tender tongue. Yang Pengfei used his strong body to rub freely against Yuan Tingting's delicate and beautiful skin, his erect penis pressing against her lower abdomen, making her feel the intense heat of her male desire.

Under Yang Pengfei's intense caresses, Yuan Tingting was breathless, struggling to escape his passionate kisses. Her breathing was rapid and labored. Yang Pengfei's hands lifted her nightgown, caressing her warm, smooth skin. After a while, he scooped her up and stumbled towards the bedroom. Before they even reached the door, Yang Pengfei had already removed Yuan Tingting's nightgown and bra, leaving them scattered on the floor. Yuan Tingting's nearly naked body tempted Yang Pengfei to indulge in meticulous and unrestrained caresses. When Yang Pengfei's hands and lips once again simultaneously attacked her delicate and alluring breasts, Yuan Tingting could no longer hold on, her body collapsing limply onto the carpet, her heavy breathing filling every inch of the room.

Bathed in the soft light of several spotlights in the bedroom, Yuan Tingting's half-naked body exuded irresistible allure. Yang Pengfei straddled her, gently removing her small hands that were covering her chest, and lowered his head to take her rosy nipple into his mouth, licking it delicately with his tongue. At the same time, his hard, hot penis pressed against the erogenous zone between her legs. Although a thin layer of panties still covered it, the warm, soft touch made Yang Pengfei feel a tingling sensation.

Yuan Tingting seemed unable to bear such intimacy, frantically twisting her thighs as if trying to escape the close contact with Yang Pengfei's penis. However, this action only gave Yang Pengfei more stimulation, making it difficult for him to control his boiling lust. Yang Pengfei could no longer resist the surge of desire. He stripped Yuan Tingting of all her clothes and carried her to the bed. Yuan Tingting also removed Yang Pengfei's clothes. Then, Yang Pengfei impatiently pressed himself onto Yuan Tingting's delicate body, parted her pink legs, grasped his thick penis, and first rubbed the tip against her hairy, wet, pink, smooth petals. Then, he thrust it in hard, plunging straight into her core, followed by a frenzied series of thrusts...

Yuan Tingting's moans, gasps, the twisting and turning of her body, her flowing hair, her fiery cheeks, her burning skin, her slightly parted lips—all these foreshadowed the pleasure and happiness she felt beneath him! The conquering and humiliating pleasure swelled Yang Pengfei's male vanity to its peak.

Her juices flowed continuously, Yuan Tingting trembled all over, her plump buttocks arching upwards in rhythm with Yang Pengfei's thrusts. A gush of semen surged forth like a tidal wave, shooting deep into her cavity. She felt as if she were floating, like a leaf adrift on the water. Yuan Tingting also convulsed, experiencing an indescribable pleasure. Both were completely absorbed, lost in the moment. It took a while for her to recover from the lingering sensations. They thoroughly enjoyed the unparalleled physical pleasure and comfort that sex brought them. Afterwards, Yang Pengfei and Yuan Tingting experienced several more passionate encounters. Finally, after things calmed down, Yuan Tingting nestled in Yang Pengfei's arms and said, "Why did you suddenly come over tonight? You didn't even tell me beforehand."

"Sigh, I didn't know I'd be coming today," Yang Pengfei said, taking a drag on his cigarette.

"Oh, you came with her?" Yuan Tingting, quick-witted as ever, soon guessed correctly.

"Hmm!" Yang Pengfei nodded. "She invited Vice Mayor Lin and her entourage to eat, drink, and have fun here, and then dragged me along to keep them company. I sneaked over here while they weren't looking."

"Ah! You're so bold!" Yuan Tingting exclaimed. "If Yu Jie finds out you're here, it'll be terrible. My conflict with her is getting worse and worse, and we're bound to have a big fight sooner or later. You're my trump card right now, so you absolutely can't let her find out anything at this crucial time." Hearing

Yuan Tingting's words, Yang Pengfei felt a surge of anger. He thought to himself, "I really don't know if you're with me because you love me or if you're using me to deal with Yu Jie?" Thinking this, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

"What? Are you angry?" Yuan Tingting said gently. "It's not that I didn't want you to come, but this is a critical time. One wrong move and the whole game is lost."

"But I really missed you, so I couldn't help but come to see you. I didn't expect you to blame me. Sigh!" Yang Pengfei made up an excuse on the spot. In his heart, however, he was thinking, "You don't know, do you? It wasn't my idea to come; it was your old rival, Yu Jie, who sent me. Sigh, I really don't know what's going on. Yu Jie is blackmailing me, making me deal with you, but you're using the guise of love to manipulate me, making me deal with Yu Jie. I really don't know which one to help." Originally, Yang Pengfei had decided to help Yuan Tingting deal with Yu Jie, but now he was starting to waver slightly.

"Alright then! I'm leaving!" Yang Pengfei sat up and started getting dressed.

"Oh, right, I told you last time that my dad is planning to invite you to dinner. I think it'll be in the next couple of days, so I wanted to let you know." Yuan Tingting said, propping her

head up with one hand while lying on the bed. "I know." Yang Pengfei turned around, leaned down, and gently kissed her forehead. "Then I'll be going now."

"Okay, go ahead, be careful."

After leaving Yuan Tingting's room, Yang Pengfei went to the private room on the third floor to see if Director Ding and his group were still there. When he arrived, the room was empty. "Damn, everyone's here! I'm off then," Yang Pengfei muttered to himself.

It was already midnight when he returned to Xiaoxin's place. Yang Pengfei quietly opened the door and tiptoed to the bedside. By the moonlight streaming in from the window, he noticed Xiaoxin's eyes were still open, staring at him. Startled, Yang Pengfei exclaimed, "Wow! Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I can't sleep," Xiaoxin replied, getting out of bed and gently taking off Yang Pengfei's coat.

"You go back to bed, I'll go wash up first," Yang Pengfei said, heading into the bathroom. He quickly finished washing up, came out of the bathroom, climbed into Xiaoxin's bed, and lay down beside her.

"Xiaoxin, you should find a new place. This room is too small; the bedroom is right by the entrance, it's not ideal. And this bed is too small, it's a bit cramped for two people sleeping together," Yang Pengfei said, pulling Xiaoxin into his arms and gently stroking her smooth back.

"I also want to find a place to live. That landlady is so annoying! But the rent for decent apartments is ridiculously expensive these days. Besides, I've lost my job, and I can barely pay the rent here on time. How am I supposed to afford a better place?" Xiaoxin's voice choked up as she spoke.

Yang Pengfei hugged her tighter and said, "Don't worry about the money. Losing that job isn't so scary. No matter which company you work for, no matter how high your position is, you're still working for someone else. So I've thought of a solution: be your own boss and stop working for others. What do you think?"

Chapter 94 Brother Won't Force You

"Be your own boss?" Xiaoxin looked up at Yang Pengfei, puzzled.

"Silly girl, don't you understand? I'm telling you to open your own shop or something, be your own boss, that way you won't have to worry about being fired anymore, and maybe you'll even have a chance to fire others, hehe."

"Open a shop? That's great! I've always dreamed of opening a toy store, a food store, a clothing store, and lots and lots of other things when I grow up!" Xiaoxin became excited again, but then her expression darkened, and she said quietly, "Where would I get the capital to open a shop?"

Yang Pengfei chuckled, "Silly girl, since I said that, of course I've thought it all through. Do you think I'm the kind of person who makes empty promises? Here!" With that, Yang Pengfei handed Xiaoxin a bank card.

"This is..." Xiaoxin propped herself up on her arms, leaning against Yang Pengfei, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"There's 150,000 yuan in here. Take it and open a shop you like."

"What? 150,000 yuan?" Xiaoxin took the bank card, speechless with shock for a long time. After a while, she recovered and said, "No, no, I can't take your money." Xiaoxin shoved the bank card back into Yang Pengfei's hand.

"Why not? I'm your brother, and you're my woman. It's a double relationship. How can you not take my money? Unless you don't consider me your brother anymore, and you don't intend to continue being my woman." Yang Pengfei feigned anger.

"I didn't! You've always been my brother, and I want to be your woman forever. Please don't be angry, okay?" Xiaoxin's heart trembled when Yang Pengfei said she was his woman, and she quickly said.

Yang Pengfei stroked her hair and said, "Hmm, that's right, take it quickly."

"Okay, I'll take it, but it seems like I don't need this much to open a shop," Xiaoxin said cautiously, afraid of accidentally angering Yang Pengfei again.

"Hehe, use the money left over from opening the shop to buy a bigger house and some better furniture, especially a bed," Yang Pengfei said with a mischievous smile.

Xiaoxin blushed slightly and whispered, "Okay, brother."

"Hehe, Xiaoxin, your problem is temporarily solved, now it's my problem."

"Your problem? What else do you have to do, brother?"

"To be precise, it's not my problem, but its problem." As Yang Pengfei spoke, he guided Xiaoxin's hand to his already erect little brother.

Xiao Xin shyly patted his little brother lightly, then whispered, "Brother, do you really want it?"

"Hehe, yeah, Xiao Xin, didn't you see how much it wants it?" Yang Pengfei gently stroked Xiao Xin's firm yet soft breasts and said, "Seeing how beautiful and sexy you are, it's hard not to want it!"

"But..." Xiao Xin blushed, hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong? Xiao Xin, you don't want to?" Yang Pengfei was a little surprised. Xiao Xin had never refused any of his requests before. What was wrong with her today? "Never mind, Xiao Xin, if you don't want to, then forget it. I won't force you." Yang Pengfei reluctantly withdrew his hand.

"No, no." Xiao Xin said, her face red, "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I got my period today."

Yang Pengfei suddenly realized. No wonder Xiao Xin was so hesitant. It turned out that her period had started. So he laughed and said, "You should have said so earlier. Never mind, let's go to sleep." As he spoke, he hugged her and gently patted her back, like coaxing a child.

"But...but, brother, can you...can you sleep?" Xiaoxin whispered in Yang Pengfei's ear.

"Silly girl, what can you do if you can't sleep? You have to sleep even if you can't! You have to go to work tomorrow."

"Brother, how about I help you get out? Seeing you so stiff, it's really uncomfortable for you." As she spoke, Xiaoxin slowly crawled under the blanket, and Yang Pengfei watched her wriggle in the blanket with a smile. Actually, Yang Pengfei had been thinking about this, but he was too embarrassed to say it directly. Now that Xiaoxin had offered, he was happy to accept.

Xiaoxin took off Yang Pengfei's underwear under the blanket, and then used her warm and tender breasts to wrap Yang Pengfei's erect penis in her cleavage. Her lips slowly kissed down Yang Pengfei's lower abdomen. Then, a strange pleasure traveled through Yang Pengfei's body with her kisses, and Yang Pengfei felt as if the blood in his whole body was boiling.

As Yang Pengfei eagerly awaited, Xiaoxin's sweet lips kissed his lower body. The soft, downy pubic hair slipped into her mouth with each suckle, the intense stimulation causing his penis to swell and harden even more restlessly within her cleavage.

Gently, Xiaoxin's tongue licked the tip of his penis, sending a shiver down Yang Pengfei's spine as if electrocuted, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of pleasure. Then, his penis entered her moist, slippery mouth, feeling her teeth gently caressing it. In that instant, Yang Pengfei felt as if he could fly with pleasure.

Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, he pulled back the blanket. Suddenly, Xiaoxin's naked body was revealed in the soft light, her smooth, white skin as white as snow. Xiaoxin's body trembled slightly from the sudden coolness, but she didn't stop, continuing to kneel tenderly and attentively beside Yang Pengfei, serving him.

Xiao Xin's gentle mouth skillfully licked Yang Pengfei's penis, gently biting it with her tongue. Although different women had performed oral sex on Yang Pengfei before, and he wasn't unfamiliar with the sensation, he still found it incredibly pleasurable. Xiao Xin had been sucking on it for quite some time, gradually becoming accustomed to the impact of Yang Pengfei's large penis in her mouth. She slowly relaxed the pressure of her breasts on his penis, her mouth slightly open, swallowing it inch by inch. Yang Pengfei felt her thin, tender red lips move from top to bottom, his penis reaching deep into her throat.

Xiao Xin held Yang Pengfei's penis tightly, sliding it up and down. His penis moved slowly in and out of her warm, slippery mouth, a completely different pleasure from thrusting into her vagina. Yang Pengfei's emotions became even more aroused; his penis swelled, filling Xiao Xin's mouth completely. Yang Pengfei's mind seemed to be immersed in a chaotic ocean.

Perhaps everyone harbors a hidden sadistic streak, which will surface under the right conditions. At this moment, Yang Pengfei's chaotic consciousness seemed to unleash the demons within him. He kissed Xiao Xin's fragrant nipples, caressed her alluring body, and her head, nestled between his legs, swayed futilely, stimulating his penis. Yang Pengfei then reached into her wide-open lower body, lifted her nightgown, and with a forceful tug, tore her thin panties, his fingers groping wildly at her wet vulva.

Xiao Xin shuddered, then tensed, uttering indistinct moans, her pink breasts heaving violently, exuding an irresistible allure.

Yang Pengfei, in extreme excitement, thrust his lower abdomen repeatedly, causing his penis to penetrate deeply into Xiao Xin's mouth, even reaching the back of her throat; the intense pleasure thrilled him immensely. Conversely, Xiao Xin shook her head uncomfortably, trying to spit out his penis. But Yang Pengfei, immersed in extreme pleasure, wouldn't let go. He pressed Xiao Xin's head down forcefully with both hands, his penis swelling and contracting inside her mouth. Then, Yang Pengfei felt a tingling sensation in his lower back, and streams of white liquid gushed out, shooting deep into Xiao Xin's throat.

Xiao Xin struggled desperately, but Yang Pengfei didn't let go until he had completely ejaculated. Only then did he release his hands, withdrawing his limp penis from her mouth. At this point, Xiao Xin began coughing violently and hurriedly ran to the bathroom. Yang Pengfei lay on the bed, completely exhausted, a wicked pleasure rising in his heart.

Nearly twenty minutes later, Xiao Xin finally emerged from the bathroom. Once in bed, she gently punched Yang Pengfei's chest, playfully scolding, "Brother, you're so naughty! You almost killed me!"

Yang Pengfei knew he had indeed gone too far, and he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Xiaoxin, I was just too excited, so... please don't blame me, okay?"

"Hehe, brother, you're pretty silly too!" Xiaoxin covered her mouth and laughed, "How could I really blame you? You're fascinated by my body, and I can make you happy and excited. I'm really happy. Even if you really killed me, I would be willing."

"Hehe, silly girl, go to sleep!" Yang Pengfei hugged her tightly.

"Mmm!" Xiao Xin curled up in Yang Pengfei's arms like a kitten and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Pengfei had been having a tough time lately, because he knew that as time went by, it was time for him to give Yu Jie some answers. He couldn't keep indefinitely delaying the tasks Yu Jie had given him; besides, Yu Jie wasn't so easily fooled. These past few days, Yang Pengfei had been thinking about how to report his "achievements" to Yu Jie. His biggest worry was what Yu Jie wanted him to do next after successfully getting close to Yuan Tingting. Wei Luman was somewhat manageable, but the key was Yuan Tingting. What if Yu Jie asked him to do something detrimental to Yuan Tingting? Would he be able to stand firm, ready to die, and resolutely disobey Yu Jie's orders? Freedom was so precious! Besides, he had so many beautiful women with him, and enough money to support him. He didn't want to give all of this up and end up in jail early. If he didn't want to go to jail, he would have to obey Jie's every word. How could he bring himself to harm Yuan Tingting? In short, Yang Pengfei's days these past few days have been nothing but worry.

On this weekend, Yang Pengfei was at home with nothing to do. Sister Yun was going to her shops to take care of the business, while Xiao Xin was busy looking for a shop to open for business. Yang Pengfei, who was usually the busiest person, juggling relationships with these women, was now surprisingly free. But being idle wasn't necessarily a good thing, especially with his mind full of worries. When he was busy, he was better off not thinking about those things, but as soon as he had free time, he couldn't help but think about them, making him dizzy and restless. He couldn't help but sigh, "It's better to be busy; when you're busy, you don't have time to think about those worries."

Unable to bear it any longer, Yang Pengfei called He Xiao, thinking it would be nice to hang out with him and play cards with some friends. But it turned out the guy had taken his girlfriend on a picnic in the countryside. Yang Pengfei could only say a few words and hang up. Just as he was feeling down, his phone rang again. He picked it up and saw it was Qingyu calling. "Huh, this little girl hasn't called me in a while. I guess that old fox Yu Jie won't let her call me. I wonder what she wants today?" Thinking this, he answered the phone. "Wen, Xiaoyu, what's up?"

"Brother, we're exhausted, we can't walk anymore, and we have so much stuff. You're not working today, right? Can you come pick us up?" Qingyu said breathlessly on the other end of the phone.

"You guys? Who else are you with?" Yang Pengfei asked curiously. He initially thought Qingyu was with Yu Jie, but then he thought it unlikely, since Yu Jie had her own car and wouldn't need him to pick her up.

Sure enough, Qingyu said, "I'm with some classmates."

"Oh, is that so? Where are you now? I'll come pick you up."

After Qingyu told Yang Pengfei her exact location, he drove over to pick them up. The city was packed with people going home on the weekend, and on a student holiday like this, even more university students were out shopping and sightseeing, so the streets were crowded. Qingyu and her friends were in the city center, making the traffic even worse. Nearly half an hour later, Yang Pengfei finally arrived at Qingyu and her friends' location.

They were waiting for him in a dessert shop. When Yang Pengfei walked in and saw them, he almost fainted. Coming to his senses, he couldn't help but marvel at the girls' shopping prowess; no wonder people always say women are born shopping machines. There were only three of them, but they were carrying no fewer than ten bags of groceries.

"Hey, you ladies, did the mall have a buy-one-get-one-free deal today?" Yang Pengfei joked. "Otherwise, where would you get all this stuff?"

"Oh! You're not paying, what's the big deal?" Qingyu didn't mince words with Yang Pengfei, speaking her mind even in front of her two classmates.

"Hehe!" Yang Pengfei chuckled twice. "Xiaoyu, why don't you introduce me to your two classmates?"

"Hehe, brother, I knew you'd be eager to meet any pretty girl you see." Qingyu covered her mouth and laughed, making her two classmates next to her a little embarrassed.

"Come on, you little rascal, what kind of person do you think your brother is?" Yang Pengfei laughed and scolded. Originally, Yang Pengfei thought that because of Yu Jie, he would feel a strange aversion to Qingyu. Now it seemed that this thought was unnecessary, and he and Qingyu were still as natural and casual as before.

"Let me introduce you, these two are my roommates, this is Xiaomei, and this is Xiaoyi." Qingyu introduced them to Yang Pengfei one by one. After the introductions, she said, "Brother, let's have dinner together tonight."

"Okay, I'll treat the three ladies to dinner today." Yang Pengfei said, helping them carry several large bags and walking out, saying as they walked, "Where do you want to eat?"

At this moment, Xiaomei said, "Xiaoyu, your brother is so generous, is he your real brother or your cousin?"

"Hehe, he's not a brother at all, I just call him brother because he's older than me, you can call him brother too." Qingyu said, winking at Yang Pengfei.

"Great! Great! Then I'll call you brother too. Now I'll have another driver and someone to treat me to meals, haha!" Xiaomei clapped her hands and exclaimed. She seemed to be a cheerful and lively girl as well. Xiaoyi, standing beside her, was much quieter, only smiling slightly with her lips pursed, not interjecting.

During dinner, Yang Pengfei didn't eat much, as Yu Jie's matter kept swirling in his mind, making him lose his appetite. However, the three girls clearly didn't notice Yang Pengfei's inner feelings. Plus, it was the weekend, and they had finally gotten a chance to relax, so even at dinner, they remained very lively. Xiaomei even suggested trying on her new clothes in the private room for her newly adopted brother, Yang Pengfei. Her suggestion shocked Yang Pengfei, who quickly said, "No need, no need. With a figure like yours, I think you'd look good in anything." But inwardly he thought, "How come even middle school students are so open these days? Looks like I'm really out of touch."

"Hehe, bro, there's a beautiful girl offering to change clothes for free and you're not even looking? You're so clueless!" Qingyu giggled, covering her mouth.

"Exactly! People who want to see me change clothes could line up all the way to our school, but you're still not looking. You're such a blockhead!" Xiaomei chimed in indignantly. "

Hey, I'm telling you, you're still students, and middle school students at that! How can you be so bold? It's outrageous!" Yang Pengfei put on a stern face, adopting the air of an elder, and spoke in a lecturing tone.

"Tch, bro, I didn't expect you to be such an old fogey despite your young age," Xiaomei scoffed. "What's so surprising about that? You don't need to make such a fuss. If you knew that several girls in our class were living together, you'd be shocked to death."

"What? Living together? You guys are still in middle school, and you're already living together?" Yang Pengfei wasn't shocked to death, but he was definitely quite taken aback.

"What's so strange about that? It's very common!" Qingyu said dismissively.

Yang Pengfei couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Sigh, you students are a hundred times bolder than we were back then."

Hearing Yang Pengfei talk about his school life, the three girls became interested. Qingyu said, "Oh, bro, what were you like when you were in school? Tell me about it."

"Yeah, yeah, tell me, when was your first kiss? In what grade? Or what grade?" Xiaomei asked eagerly, looking very interested. Only Xiao Yi remained silent, propping her head up with one hand and staring intently at Yang Pengfei, clearly curious as well.

Faced with the three girls' eager gazes, Yang Pengfei was both amused and exasperated, saying irritably, "None of them!" "

Oh my god!" Xiao Mei exclaimed dramatically, "Could it have been in elementary school? That's so cool! You're practically my idol! Big brother, tell me, what grade were you in for your first kiss? What did it feel like? Did you feel any impulse?"

"Impulsive my foot!" Yang Pengfei gently patted Xiaomei's head and said, "Eat quickly, and go back early after you finish."

The three girls looked disappointed when Yang Pengfei refused to tell them, especially Qingyu, who added, "You're such a cheapskate!"

Xiaomei said, "Fine, fine, if you won't tell me, let's eat quickly, and then we can play some more."

"Yes, yes, let's eat quickly!" Qingyu and Xiaoyi echoed in unison.

"Ah!" Yang Pengfei exclaimed in surprise, "You guys are still playing? Aren't you going back?"

"It's the weekend, it's a rare opportunity to go out and have fun, how can we go back so early, don't you think?" Qingyu stood up and asked the two girls loudly.

"Yes..." Xiaomei and Xiaoyi deliberately dragged out their answers.

"Does your mom know you're with me?" Yang Pengfei asked Qingyu, something he had wanted to ask her since they met but hadn't had a chance to.

"Of course she... doesn't know, hehe!"

"Ah! Then hurry back, if your mom finds out, she'll blame me." Yang Pengfei said anxiously.

"Hehe! Don't worry, my mom won't know. She went to my aunt's house and won't be back until noon tomorrow. Let's have fun tonight without worry." Qingyu said smugly.

"What about you guys? Don't you have to go back either?" Yang Pengfei asked Xiaomei and Xiaoyi.

Qingyu spoke for them: "They don't have to worry either. Their homes aren't in the city, and they don't usually go back on weekends, so they can do whatever they want." After saying that, Qingyu thought for a moment and then said, "Brother, do you have a date tonight and don't want to take us out?"

Looking at Qingyu's expectant eyes, Yang Pengfei suddenly realized that if he wanted to deal with Yu Jie, he should find a breakthrough with Qingyu. Because Qingyu was Yu Jie's darling, if he could control Qingyu, he wouldn't be afraid of Yu Jie's blackmail. Although this method was a bit despicable, it was undoubtedly the best way to deal with Yu Jie.

"Is this appropriate?" Yang Pengfei wondered to himself. "After all, Qingyu is still a pure and innocent child, and she trusts me so much. How can I possibly make a move on her?"

Then another voice echoed in Yang Pengfei's mind: "Do you want your future or to be a morally upright gentleman? A petty person is no gentleman, and a ruthless person is no true man. To achieve great things, you can't be a moral giant."

In an instant, Yang Pengfei made up his mind.

Although Yang Pengfei was determined to find a breakthrough through Qingyu and control her to escape Yu Jie's coercion, he still couldn't come up with a concrete method for finding that breakthrough or controlling Qingyu. "Since I've decided to go in this direction, I won't have trouble finding a breakthrough," Yang Pengfei thought to himself.

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