[Urban] The Harem Chronicles of the City (Complete) - 28-30

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Chapter 77 Flirting with His Sister

Under such temptation, Yang Pengfei believed no one could resist. Yuan Tingting stretched out her arms and pounced on Yang Pengfei, pressing her face against his and whispering in his ear, "I had a dream last night, I dreamt about you."

Yang Pengfei instinctively hugged her back and asked, "What did you dream about?"

Yuan Tingting practically hung in Yang Pengfei's arms, shook her head, and shouted, "Making love." Then she lay flat on the sofa and said, "Today is the day we reunite after a short separation, and I'm completely yours. Do whatever you want with me."

Hearing Yuan Tingting's provocative words, how could Yang Pengfei possibly resist? He gently caressed Yuan Tingting's fair and full breasts with both hands.

Yang Pengfei pinched her nipples with his thumb and forefinger; her nipples grew larger and harder under Yang Pengfei's stimulation, like two small grape beads. Down from her breasts was her flat and exceptionally soft abdomen, and Yang Pengfei's hands caressed her lower abdomen, feeling a strange pleasure.

He buried his face in Yuan Tingting's body, using his senses to feel her softness and fragrance; just like people like to rub their faces against the fur when buying a fur coat. Her private parts were high and prominent, thick and neatly black, clinging tightly to that spot, very beautiful. Parting her thighs revealed a mysterious and beautiful stream. Yang Pengfei gently played with it with his fingers, glistening with water droplets; shaped like rose petals covered in dew at dawn.

Yang Pengfei put Yuan Tingting's legs on his shoulders and fiercely entered her body, she let out a comfortable moan. Yang Pengfei then violently thrust into her, the sound echoing loudly in the living room.

She gripped Yang Pengfei so tightly, so tightly, her passion making her tremble all over, her spasms giving Yang Pengfei a deep pleasure.

In extreme excitement, Yang Pengfei ejaculated.

He hadn't expected to finish so quickly. "Maybe it's because of my mood," he thought.

Yang Pengfei lay on top of Yuan Tingting, panting, unable to calm down for a long time. Yuan Tingting lay there quietly, motionless, a stark contrast to her earlier frenzy.

Yang Pengfei felt that Yuan Tingting's frenzy just now was the most uninhibited he had ever been with her since they began having sex. No woman had ever been so unpredictable, no woman had ever given him such intense stimulation, allowing him to experience the allure of conquest. Yang Pengfei found her adorable now. At the same time, he felt a vague unease. "Will I be able to give her this much pleasure again?" Yang Pengfei wondered to himself.

Yang Pengfei sat up, embracing Yuan Tingting from behind, gently kissing her sweat-drenched shoulders. His hands moved from her legs, across her full hips, her slender waist, her smooth back, and her arms, finally bringing her to her chest.

"I'm cold," Yuan Tingting whispered, then crossed her arms over her chest.

"Oh." Yang Pengfei hugged her tightly, his heart aching. "Then let's go to the room."

Yang Pengfei carried Yuan Tingting into the bedroom and lay down close to her. Yang Pengfei knew this was the time to speak, so he stroked Yuan Tingting's hair and said over and over again, "You're so beautiful, I really like you." He said it once, then kissed her, then kissed her again, and said it once more.

The two lingered tenderly for a while longer before Yuan Tingting pinched Yang Pengfei's nose and said, "Tell me what you've seen and heard these past few days. Be honest, have you had any romantic encounters or anything? Tell me everything truthfully, no hiding anything!"

"Hehe, I was just about to report to you, old man," Yang Pengfei said with a grin, removing her hand. "Don't pinch my nose yet. If you pinch it long, you'll think I grew my nose because I was lying, hehe."

"You're so cheeky," Yuan Tingting said reproachfully. "Okay, I won't pinch it anymore, go ahead and tell me." "

Hehe, okay, enough joking, let's get serious. Do you know someone named Wei Luman?" Yang Pengfei asked earnestly.

"Yes, I know her. I've met her a few times. She's Wei Zulin's second daughter, right? What's wrong with her? Could it be that you and she..." Yuan Tingting looked puzzled and surprised.

"Look at you, what are you thinking?" Yang Pengfei also looked innocent and aggrieved.

"Hehe, then tell me, what's wrong with her?" Yuan Tingting said with a grin.

Seeing Yuan Tingting's expression, which seemed unaware of Wei Luman's hostility towards her, Yang Pengfei found it strange. He thought to himself, "Could it be? Doesn't Tingting know that Wei Luman actually hates her? Hates her for taking away the person she loves?" Thinking this, Yang Pengfei tentatively asked, "Do you know that she has returned from Shanghai with us as a major shareholder to participate in company management?"

"Yes, I knew before you came back," Yuan Tingting replied.

Yang Pengfei carefully observed her expression but didn't find anything amiss, so he continued, "What do you think about her involvement in company management?"

"It's great! This at least proves that Yu Jie's acquisition of the Wei family's shares has failed. Because Wei Zulin sending someone to manage the company means he won't relinquish his shares, so I think this is a very good thing for us," Yuan Tingting said enthusiastically.

Upon hearing this, Yang Pengfei thought to himself, "It's over, it's over. This person hates her to the core, but she doesn't even know it. This is terrifying! It's even more terrifying than Yu Jie, that open enemy. But it's strange, how could Tingting not know that Wei Luman hates her? Doesn't she know about what happened between her ex-boyfriend and Wei Luman?" Thinking this, Yang Pengfei quickly wanted to tell Yuan Tingting everything he knew, reminding her to be wary of Wei Luman, but he swallowed the words back. He thought, "If I tell Yuan Tingting the truth, she'll definitely connect it to the possibility that Wei Luman might have something going on with her, because..." "She approached me in the first place because I look like her ex-boyfriend. If she knew that Wei Luman also liked her ex-boyfriend, she would inevitably guess what kind of feelings Wei Luman currently harbors for me, and thus anticipate something happening between Wei Luman and me in Shanghai. Furthermore, any future contact with Wei Luman would inevitably arouse Yuan Tingting's suspicion." After much deliberation, Yang Pengfei decided not to tell Yuan Tingting about this yet. He would secretly protect her; if anything happened between Yu Jie and Wei Luman, he would immediately inform Yuan Tingting. He believed this would also serve to protect her.

"What are you thinking about? You're so silly," Yuan Tingting shook Yang Pengfei.

"Oh, nothing. I think what you said makes some sense. Hehe, I'm a little sleepy," Yang Pengfei said.

"You haven't even explained what you did in Shanghai, and you're already thinking of sleeping?

No sleeping!" Yuan Tingting scolded playfully. "You can only sleep after you've explained everything."

"Hehe, can't I explain tomorrow? Right now, I just want to do this with you." With that, Yang Pengfei hugged her tightly, and before she could speak, he sealed her lips with his. The two of them passionately intertwined again...

Several days passed in the blink of an eye, and there was still no news from Xia Bing. During these days, Yang Pengfei dialed her cell phone almost every one or two hours, but all he heard was that familiar yet cold voice prompt. This made Yang Pengfei begin to doubt his initial judgment. The poem Xia Bing sent him didn't mean she still wanted to contact him; on the contrary, she wanted to completely forget him. So she left the place where they first met, going to a place unfamiliar to her, a place where they had no trace of each other, to start over. She told Zhao Tian that she was coming to see him, but that was just to mislead him, because she expected him to call Zhao Tian. Of course, these are just Yang Pengfei's guesses. He has not given up looking for Xia Bing. Whenever he has free time, he sneaks out to stroll around the streets, hoping to one day bump into her in some corner of the city.

It was another weekend, and with nothing much to do in the afternoon, Yang Pengfei slipped out to stroll around the streets. He had already made plans with Yuan Tingting to visit a scenic area more than 200 miles from Donghai in the next two days, so even though he had the day off, he wouldn't have time to look for Xia Bing. Therefore, he took advantage of the remaining time this afternoon to wander the streets, hoping for a miracle.

September was fast approaching, but the beautiful coastal city of Donghai was becoming increasingly hot, with temperatures rising steadily like a sluggish stock market. People seemed to be getting more irritable, and traffic accidents were frequent. Many young women were wearing low-cut tops that exposed their navels, leading to five or six accidents because drivers were peeking at the girls' navels while driving. Some people said that girls' navels were the culprits behind these accidents. To reduce traffic accidents, girls must cover their navels; otherwise, the number of accidents would continue to increase. But the girls said they'd already exposed everything they could—their breasts, thighs, and backs—all shown off in turn. The only thing left to show was their belly button, a tiny, coveted spot. Who said they couldn't show it? "Take out the documents," they'd say. "Until we officially receive instructions from above, we have to wear these! If the drivers want to see, that's their business, not our intention. If we really wanted to harm them, we'd expose everything below the belly button, hehe! If that were the case, hundreds of streets throughout Donghai would be a scene of chaos and disarray."

Yang Pengfei pondered this amusing anecdote while carefully searching the streets for Xia Bing, hoping to find her, while also admiring the various beauties along the way. Girls these days are so open-minded! You can tell just by their clothes. Some wear off-the-shoulder tops, some backless dresses, some even showing off their breasts—some even revealing half of their breasts! Some wear super short skirts, and if a girl moves even slightly, you can clearly see the color of her underwear. This gave Yang Pengfei a feast for the eyes, but he also secretly shook his head, thinking, "If I wore clothes like this back home, I'd be drowned in the spit of the villagers."

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and Yang Pengfei still hadn't found anything. But before he knew it, he found himself in front of Sister Yun's coffee shop, so without thinking, he went inside.

"Hehe, Brother Yang, you're here again?" a girl of about seventeen or eighteen greeted him with a smile. Yang Pengfei knew her name was Xiaolian, a girl from the countryside. Due to her family's limited resources, she had dropped out of high school and started working, working as a waitress in Sister Yun's coffee shop. Because Yang Pengfei frequented Sister Yun's coffee shop, he became quite familiar with her, and Xiaolian knew about the ambiguous relationship between Yang Pengfei and her boss. Yang Pengfei also liked this clever and quick-witted girl, and since she, like him, came from the countryside, he felt a sense of kinship with her. Therefore, the two got along well and often bantered and joked together.

"What do you mean, 'Here you are again'? Is that how you talk to a customer? If you drive them away, your boss might fire you!" Yang Pengfei said with a laugh.

"Hehe, of course I wouldn't dare say that to other customers. I'd only say something like 'Welcome!' But with you, hehe, I don't need to."

"Why don't I need to?" Yang Pengfei said, "Didn't I pay for my coffee?"

Xiaolian covered her mouth and laughed, "It's not that you didn't pay, it's that you paid too much."

"What do you mean?" Yang Pengfei asked, puzzled.

"Hehe, so you not only gave me the money, but you also gave me the person!"

Yang Pengfei feigned anger. "You little devil, what do you know? Talking nonsense, see how I deal with you!" After saying that, he looked around and added, "There are too many people now, I'll settle the score with you later."

"Hehe, just you wait." Xiaolian made a face at Yang Pengfei.

Yang Pengfei was both amused and annoyed. He said, "I'm not going to talk nonsense with you anymore, where's your boss?"

"The boss isn't here."

"Not here? Where did she go? When is she coming back?"

"Hehe, Brother Yang, aren't you deliberately making things difficult for me? She's my boss, not the other way around. Does she have to report to me where she goes and when she'll be back?" Xiaolian stood next to Yang Pengfei, holding a tray.

"You little devil, when I don't ask you, you talk non-stop, but when I ask you, you know nothing."

"She doesn't know, so what am I supposed to say?" Xiaolian pouted.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask you anymore. Just bring me a cup of coffee," Yang Pengfei pleaded.

The coffee arrived, and Yang Pengfei sat quietly in a corner by the window, slowly sinking into thought. Looking at the bustling city outside, it felt eerily silent to him. In this vibrant metropolis, millions lived, and the streets were teeming with pedestrians every day. Perhaps he and Xia Bing both lived in this city, yet they might never have met. Or perhaps they were both just passersby in this city, destined to meet only to drift apart again.

At that moment, a beautiful song drifted into the coffee shop. Yang Pengfei listened closely; it was Liu Ruoying's "So You're Here Too": "Please allow me to settle down, to bury the past in silence. I came from the sea, covered in wind and rain, only to find myself in this desert. What should be hidden is always clear, a thousand words can only remain unspoken. Love is a superstition of timing and place, oh…so you're here too. Ah…is anyone only existing in dreams?" Why did I exert all my strength, only to gain half a lifetime of memories? If it weren't for your yearning eyes, if it weren't for my desire to redeem my heart, we would

n't have met amidst thousands of mountains and rivers and seas of people. Oh... so you were here too. As he listened, Yang Pengfei suddenly remembered a sentence: To meet the person you were meant to meet among millions of people, in the vast wilderness of time, neither a step too early nor a step too late, just at the right moment, there is nothing else to say, only to gently ask: "Oh, so you were here too."

Yes! You are here, I am here, we are all here, we met and got to know each other, became friends, became lovers, and even surpassed lovers. Thinking of this, Yang Pengfei couldn't control the emotion in his heart, and his eyes quietly moistened.

Early the next morning, Yuan Tingting drove her car to Yang Pengfei's place. "Lazybones, why are you sleeping until now?" When she knocked on the door, Yuan Tingting saw that Yang Pengfei was disheveled and his hair was messy, and couldn't help but frown.

"Why are you here so early?" Yang Pengfei yawned and said.

"It's still early, look at the time!" Yuan Tingting pointed to her watch.

Yang Pengfei leaned closer to look and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, it's almost eight o'clock! We agreed to leave at seven-thirty last night, oh dear, we're late!"

"You still remember we agreed to leave at seven-thirty? I thought you forgot!" Yuan Tingting complained.

"Why didn't you call to wake me up?" Yang Pengfei said as he quickly got dressed.

Yuan Tingting suddenly revealed a sly smile and said, "Hehe, I just wanted to see for myself if you had any other girls staying overnight."

"Hehe, now you see, how is it? Are you satisfied with the test results?" Yang Pengfei asked while brushing his teeth.

"It's alright!" Yuan Tingting looked left and right.

"Why did you add the word 'barely'?"

"Because the hygiene here is terrible. Look, this isn't a place fit for a human to live in! It's practically a doghouse!"

"Hehe, your place isn't much better than mine," Yang Pengfei laughed.

Yuan Tingting remembered the time Yang Pengfei went to her room with her; her room was also full of weeds. Thinking of this, Yuan Tingting blushed and defended herself, "I was busy and didn't have time to clean. Besides, it only happened once, and you just happened to be there."

Yang Pengfei chuckled and didn't argue with her.

"Why are you laughing like that? Don't you believe what I'm saying?" Yuan Tingting asked anxiously.

"Believe me, believe me, how could I not believe what you say? If I don't believe you, who else can I believe?" Yang Pengfei said hastily.

Yuan Tingting smiled and said, "That's more like it! Are you ready? Let's go, I bought some food in the car, eat slowly in the car."

"Hehe, you're so thoughtful, you even prepared food and drinks for me, you're such a good wife."

"Pah! Who's your wife?" Yuan Tingting spat.

"Eh! Aren't you my wife?" Yang Pengfei said, feigning surprise, "Then you're my concubine."

"You...you're asking for a beating?" Yuan Tingting was both ashamed and anxious, and reached out to hit Yang Pengfei, but he grabbed her wrist, gently pulled her into his arms, and then kissed her lips passionately...

Chapter 078 Springtime in the Countryside

The car drove for nearly three hours and finally arrived at this scenic area called Xiaoyanshan. On the way there, a light drizzle began to fall, and the two of them lamented that the weather was uncooperative, fearing they wouldn't be able to enjoy their trip to the fullest. But unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the Xiaoyanshan Scenic Area, the sky miraculously cleared. Breathing in the fresh, post-rain air, the world seemed to brighten and lighten before their eyes. In a world where no one knew them, they both felt as if they had entered another country.

The deeper they ventured into the heart of the scenic area, the more beautiful the scenery became, as if the car were driving through a beautiful green corridor. Along the way, Yang Pengfei gently held Yuan Tingting's slender waist, like a young couple on their honeymoon.

Since they planned to stay for two days, they first looked for a hotel. They chose a small but quiet one called Xicun Hotel. The hotel was built on a hillside near a lake, next to a classical garden, creating a very elegant environment. The room had large windows offering stunning views of the lake and mountains.

The two entered the room, put down their luggage, and without saying a word, gazed at each other before passionately kissing. While kissing Yuan Tingting, Yang Pengfei lifted her white t-shirt tucked into her jeans, reaching inside to caress and knead her full breasts, while his other hand reached behind her back to try and untie her bra. Yuan Tingting quickly grabbed Yang Pengfei's hand, stopping him from going any further, and said breathlessly, "Don't do this now, let's go outside for a hike and get some fresh air."

Yang Pengfei paused slightly, then laughed, "Hehe, what? Are you worried I won't have the energy for the hike?"

Yuan Tingting brought her mouth to his ear, gently biting his earlobe, and said, "Of course! I'm afraid your legs will give out later. Let's go see the scenery!" Saying this, she pushed Yang Pengfei away and stood aside, adjusting her clothes.

Stepping out of the hotel, a beautiful view unfolded before them. Hand in hand, the two walked up the mountain path towards the summit. It was Saturday, so there were quite a few tourists, but everyone seemed eager to climb and see the sights, hurrying past them. Only Yang Pengfei and Yuan Tingting remained calm, hand in hand, looking unhurried and leisurely. Whenever they reached a secluded corner, they would stop and quickly kiss, their tongues darting into each other's mouths, sucking passionately. Then they would continue climbing.

The path to the summit included a rather steep slope. Yang Pengfei walked ahead, pulling Yuan Tingting along behind him. Encouraging each other, they finally reached the top. At the summit stood a four-cornered pavilion. Leaning against the pavilion's railing, Yang Pengfei and Yuan Tingting excitedly gestured and talked down below.

As the saying goes, water is the soul of a mountain; without water, a mountain loses its spirit—this is absolutely true. Looking down, the rain had just stopped, and wisps of white mist rose from the vast lake, enveloping the distant green hills and islands, creating a scene like a fairyland. The light rain had washed the mountains a vibrant green, a green that seemed ready to drip with moisture; a deep breath brought a refreshing and invigorating feeling. For these two city dwellers, such an environment was truly exhilarating, intoxicating!

"If only I were a bird!" Yuan Tingting exclaimed, spreading her arms as if about to take flight. At that moment, Yang Pengfei stood behind her, their pose resembling the iconic pose of Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet on the bow of the Titanic.

"If I push you overboard, you'll fly," Yang Pengfei said, placing his hand on her waist, pretending to push her.

"Then I'll pull you overboard too," Yuan Tingting replied, wrapping her arms around Yang Pengfei's waist. Yang Pengfei seized the opportunity to embrace her, and the two quickly began a passionate kiss, oblivious to their surroundings.

Afterwards, the two continued their ascent towards the highest peak of Xiaoyanshan Mountain. Finally, around 1 p.m., they reached the summit. Standing atop the peak, they could see all twelve surrounding peaks and thirteen caves. From the summit, they could clearly see a section of the stream below, its water shimmering with golden light. Occasionally, the figures of raftmen could be seen waving bamboo poles across the surface, the gentle tinkling of the water against the pebbles seeming to echo in their ears. In the distance, the mountains covered with verdant pines and bamboos under the sunlight were shrouded in drifting white clouds. Yang Pengfei and Yuan Tingting felt like immortals standing on the mountaintop, experiencing the cleansing power of nature, deeply moved!

Around 2 p.m., they hurried down the mountain, ate a farm-style meal at a local's house, and then went on a bamboo raft ride. A few drops of light rain fell along the way, making the raft ride quite pleasant.

Yang Pengfei and Yuan Tingting sat at the front of the raft, feeling as if they had melted into the beautiful scenery. They were like a pair of light, graceful lovebirds soaring through the mountains and rivers, weaving through breathtaking landscapes. The guide, a humorous and cheerful man, poled the bamboo raft, exaggerating the legends about the scenery. The two listened to these strange tales as they drifted along the clear stream, the raft gently propelling them forward, the wind following silently behind. The emerald water rippled, and reeds swayed gracefully on both banks. Holding hands, they were completely relaxed, reluctant to part, wishing they could drift on forever!

Back at the hotel, they were too exhausted to even kiss, collapsing onto the bed side by side, their hearts still lingering on the scenery they had just witnessed. After a long while, they turned to gaze at each other, gently nestled together, and kissed passionately, a renewed flame of desire rising within them. They embraced and kissed for a long time, until finally parting as darkness fell.

After a day of exploring and hiking through the mountains, both of them were feeling a bit hungry. Yang Pengfei called the waiter to bring in some food. They ordered some local specialties, including snake soup and wild rabbit, as well as a small pot of rice wine made from high-quality local glutinous rice and clear mountain spring water.

The waiter brought the food shortly after, and the two sat down opposite each other at the table. Yang Pengfei poured rice wine for both of them, neither speaking, quietly savoring the warmth of their journey.

They drank together, slightly tipsy and speechless, but deep down they were filled with gratitude for their shared travels, for being able to dine together in the quiet mountains, and for the joy of being together.

As they drank, Yang Pengfei suddenly turned and sat next to Yuan Tingting, his hand pressing against her breasts. Yuan Tingting tried to dodge, but it was too late. Yang Pengfei simply lifted her t-shirt, revealing a light blue bra on her upper body. At this moment, Yang Pengfei deliberately didn't unhook Yuan Tingting's bra, but instead forcefully pulled it up. Yuan Tingting's breasts were already a 34D cup, and after Yang Pengfei's actions, they appeared even rounder and fuller under the pressure of the bra, her pink nipples standing erect.

The mixture of Yuan Tingting's body fragrance and the smell of wine aroused Yang Pengfei even more, so he poured more wine onto Yuan Tingting's breasts. The strong rice wine, exuding a mellow aroma, flowed between Yuan Tingting's breasts. Yang Pengfei buried his head in her breasts, passionately sucking and tasting them, while Yuan Tingting, drunk on the bed, writhed excitedly and comfortably.

"I wish I could stay drunk forever!" Yang Pengfei said softly, raising his head.

"I want to be intoxicated by you forever, forever!" Yuan Tingting exclaimed, overwhelmed with emotion. They then kissed again, and when they awoke from their passionate kiss, Yuan Tingting was completely limp, unable to move an inch. Her arms were wrapped around Yang Pengfei's neck, her flushed face pressed against his chest.

Yang Pengfei lifted Yuan Tingting's head, kissing her smooth forehead, carefully examining her. Her oval face was captivating, her long hair flowing freely, her cheeks rosy, her eyes sparkling, her lips vibrant, her neck slender, and her breasts full and firm.

Yang Pengfei's heart stirred, and he pulled Yuan Tingting tightly into his arms, face to face, gently rocking her. Holding her soft, fragrant body, kissing her sweet hair, Yuan Tingting's full, firm breasts pressed softly against his lower chest, while her abdomen was powerfully pressed against his burgeoning desire.

Yuan Tingting was already lost in passion. She raised her head, closed her beautiful eyes, and offered her lips, and the two shared another deep

, long kiss. This time, Yang Pengfei's kiss was extremely gentle, as if afraid of breaking her. Yang Pengfei gently licked the exposed skin of Yuan Tingting's slender, smooth neck and arms with his tongue. She tilted her head back, her small mouth slightly open, and moaned softly. While gently kneading Yuan Tingting's breasts, Yang Pengfei pulled her t-shirt up from the bottom. Now she was only wearing a light blue bra. Yang Pengfei finally saw Yuan Tingting's full breasts, which easily aroused the imagination. Such breasts matched her perfect figure perfectly.

Yang Pengfei licked Yuan Tingting's silky smooth skin, lingering on the bra. Yuan Tingting began to pant rapidly, her body hot and restless. Yang Pengfei's hand caressed her bare back, unhooking her bra. When his mouth touched her nipple, she cried out. Thinking he had hurt her, Yang Pengfei released her.

Yuan Tingting seemed shivering with cold, her trembling breasts forming a deep cleavage, where a jade-like nipple hung. The room was eerily quiet; it was as if they could hear each other's heartbeats. She instinctively tried to cover her breasts with her hands, but Yang Pengfei easily lifted her up, yanked off the bedspread, and slammed her onto the bed.

He quickly undressed. Yuan Tingting boldly looked at him, gathering her disheveled hair. Her proudly erect breasts trembled slightly with the movement of her arms, her jewel-like nipples half-exposed, half-recessed in the areolas. Her slender waist and full, upturned buttocks formed a beautiful arc, extending to her shapely legs and slender ankles.

Yang Pengfei didn't immediately take off his underwear. Yuan Tingting saw his thick, hard erection creating a huge tent, and her breathing became rapid again. She lowered her head, averting her gaze from him. Yang Pengfei stretched out and lay down next to Yuan Tingting. A passionate, thirsty web spread out beside her, and Yuan Tingting turned to her side. Yang Pengfei's hands reached under her armpits, cupping her soft breasts, then he pulled her tightly into his arms, his chest pressed against her smooth back. The firm skin of Yang Pengfei's legs touched hers, and the pressure of his ribs sent a burning sweetness into her breasts. This sweetness melted Yuan Tingting, and her panting turned into soft moans. Yang Pengfei cupped one of her breasts in each hand, using his fingertips to draw circles from the outside in, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, until he reached the slightly erect nipple.

Yang Pengfei's mouth licked Yuan Tingting's earlobe from the side, passion already enveloping her, her body throbbing with desire. Yuan Tingting twisted her body, her slender hands gripping Yang Pengfei's arm tightly, her small, pert buttocks rubbing against his erect penis. Yang Pengfei was consumed by lust, his hands increasing pressure, squeezing Yuan Tingting's tender breasts violently, then turning and pressing down on her, making her lie face down.

Yang Pengfei's tongue slowly licked down the undulating curves of her back. His hands also reached from her breasts to Yuan Tingting's lower body, unbuttoning her pants. She cooperated, bending her legs, and Yang Pengfei easily pulled her pants down. Then he reached into Yuan Tingting's lace-trimmed panties, stopping at the slightly damp pubic hair, and then gently pulled them down again.

Yang Pengfei's hands and tongue were like red-hot irons, wherever they touched Yuan Tingting, that place ignited. Yuan Tingting's waist twisted violently, like dancing flames. Yang Pengfei's face was pressed against Yuan Tingting's buttocks. He gently but firmly parted her legs, exposing the girl's most secret forest before his eyes. At the center of that pubic hair, the entrance was slightly ajar. Yang Pengfei gently licked the inner thigh, the sweet scent stirring his heart.

He deliberately avoided touching Yuan Tingting's pubic hair, attacking it only with his hot breath. Yuan Tingting murmured something incoherently. Yang Pengfei had melted away her last shred of shyness; all her senses were awakened, her soft, fleshy body being plucked like the strings of a harp.

Yuan Tingting arched her back, then collapsed weakly. Yang Pengfei kissed down the inside of her legs, his hands massaging her buttocks. When his lips touched Yuan Tingting's slender ankle, he realized it was her sensitive spot. She trembled as if electrocuted, groaning loudly as if overwhelmed.

Yang Pengfei got off the bed, stood at the foot of the bed, lifted one of Yuan Tingting's legs, and sucked on her toes. She excitedly rolled over, her hands pressing against her breasts, her face filled with a dazed expression. Yang Pengfei slowly removed the last bit of clothing, revealing his magnificent naked body before her. His penis stood proudly erect, thick as a pillar, hard as iron; to Yuan Tingting, it was like a king's scepter, awaiting its thunderous strike.

Yuan Tingting seemed to be drawn up by Yang Pengfei, kneeling on the bed, her lotus-root-like arms encircling his body, her burning face pressed against his chest. His penis was almost touching her deep cleavage. Her hands traced deep nail marks on Yang Pengfei's back, and Yuan Tingting caressed his firm, smooth buttocks, feeling his immense desire.

Yang Pengfei lowered Yuan Tingting, bending down to kiss her soft, high breasts, which, like plump pears, contrasted sharply with her slender waist. Yang Pengfei's licking and sucking caused her nipples to stand proudly erect, as if drawn by a powerful magnetic force. Yuan Tingting stretched her body back, fully accepting his caresses. Then Yang Pengfei pressed her buttocks down, bringing them closer to his lower body. Yuan Tingting's rounded legs parted and clamped around Yang Pengfei's waist. Yuan Tingting leaned back further and further, her dark, soft hair spread across the bed, and her rosy face was covered in beads of sweat.

Yang Pengfei suddenly picked up that youthful and elastic body and threw her onto the bed. The two embraced tightly, their feet, thighs, buttocks, chests, and faces melting together. Yang Pengfei stroked Yuan Tingting's smooth, soft skin while kissing her. His tongue started from her cheek, tracing the curves of her body along one side, kissing down to her lovely calves, and then along the other side to the center of her vulva. He licked the love fluid flowing from Yuan Tingting, then licked her flat, warm belly, her swollen nipples, and her smooth, slender neck.

Yuan Tingting searched and finally found Yang Pengfei's lips, kissing them tightly and relentlessly. At the same time, Yuan Tingting's trembling, beautiful body began to rub against him incessantly. Her legs were wide open, her back arched with excitement, rising and falling rhythmically. Yang Pengfei felt as if he were beneath thick, soft grass, the wind whistling in his ears from the distant fields, her flower-like core like a black hole, drawing him in. His thick, erect member pressed against the entrance of her flower, eager to conquer and penetrate. Her petals had parted slightly, enveloping his sharp tip.

Yuan Tingting's panting grew increasingly rapid, as if she could no longer wait, her passion erupting like a volcano. She raised her lotus-root-like arms, her slender hands grasping Yang Pengfei's shoulders. Yang Pengfei lowered his body, embracing her tightly, and amidst her heavenly moans, they became one.

At this moment, a wild, unrestrained smile flashed across Yang Pengfei's face. Yuan Tingting let him do as he pleased. Yang Pengfei sometimes charged forward, sometimes maneuvered and attacked, sometimes thrust wildly, sometimes gently pumped in and out. They changed positions constantly, their movements perfectly synchronized, like fish in water.

Yuan Tingting's soul danced in the fireworks, her passion transforming into beautiful spring flowers. Unconsciously, her fingers dug deep into Yang Pengfei's back. Yang Pengfei felt pain, but he also felt her ecstasy. To reach paradise with her, Yang Pengfei quickened his pace, and in the final sprint, they both swam in a blissful climax.

"What time is it?" Yuan Tingting asked after the climax.

"It's past eight o'clock, right? Lie down for a bit, I'll go ask the waiter to clear the table," Yang Pengfei said, patting her face. Soon, two waiters came in and cleaned the table. Meanwhile, Yuan Tingting pretended to be asleep under the covers, while Yang Pengfei, wearing only a nightgown, stood by the window, gazing silently at the dark outside.

After the waiters left, Yang Pengfei came over, sat down beside Yuan Tingting, and slipped his hand under the covers to gently stroke her back, saying, "Get up and take a shower, I'll run the water for you."

"Just a shower, I'm afraid the bathtub isn't clean. Oh dear, I have no strength at all, can you carry me in?" Yuan Tingting said coquettishly, stretching out her arms.

Yang Pengfei picked her up and whispered in her ear, "Let's shower together." Yuan Tingting buried her face in his chest and nodded. So Yang Pengfei went to the bathroom first, turned on the shower, adjusted the water temperature, and then gently helped Yuan Tingting undress. Yuan Tingting stood there quietly, feeling his tenderness and care. As Yang Pengfei removed her clothes, he gently kissed her naked body, making Yuan Tingting feel very comfortable. Soon, her body was completely exposed to Yang Pengfei.

"Go wash, darling!"

Yang Pengfei helped Yuan Tingting's limp body to the showerhead. Soon, Yang Pengfei also took off his clothes and squeezed into the steam. Yang Pengfei used shower gel to wash Yuan Tingting's body, while Yuan Tingting leaned against the wall, letting Yang Pengfei wash her. Yuan Tingting felt uncomfortable with Yang Pengfei's hard penis pressing against her buttocks, so she changed her position, facing Yang Pengfei, and gently held his penis, stroking it tenderly...

A day of sightseeing was indeed exhausting, and coupled with the alcohol and the intense lovemaking, both of them felt dizzy and weak. So Yuan Tingting let Yang Pengfei's head rest on her chest, and she held him as she slowly drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 79 Brother, What Are You Thinking About?

The next day, the birdsong in the mountains woke them both at the same time.

"What time is it?" Yuan Tingting asked.

Yang Pengfei glanced at his phone beside his pillow and told her, "It's past seven."

However, neither of them wanted to get up, enjoying the comfort and peace of the bed. The curtains weren't fully drawn, letting in a few rays of light from outside. The only sound they could hear was the melodious singing of the mountain birds. The rain had stopped, so it must be a beautiful day after the rain. After the exhilarating sex of the previous night, weariness and sweetness filled their hearts.

Yang Pengfei and Yuan Tingting both turned off their phones. No one urged them to get up, and no one disturbed them. They didn't have to think about anything, they didn't have to do anything. It was like entering another world, a world where only Yang Pengfei and Yuan Tingting existed. They could be detached from worldly concerns, and there was only one thing to do—to make love tirelessly. Sex truly could bring people to a new level, experiencing orgasm, gaining pleasure, and forgetting all their worries. Although this place couldn't be their permanent home, the thought of spending a lifetime in such a paradise with a loved one made even the most relentless passage of time seem merciful, allowing youth to linger a little longer and time to slow down.

Yuan Tingting, naked, got out of bed and drew back the curtains. The dazzling sunlight and fresh air rushed into the room. The view outside the window was of mountains and lakes, vast and boundless, captivating Yuan Tingting. She was instantly mesmerized; at that moment, she longed to jump naked into nature's embrace.

As Yuan Tingting stood there, lost in thought, Yang Pengfei gently embraced her from behind, his hands grasping her breasts, giving them a quick squeeze, while the fingertips of one hand lightly brushed her back, slowly sliding down to her genitals. Yuan Tingting quickly couldn't resist. She placed her hands on the windowsill, lowered her head, and raised her buttocks high. In her mind, she transformed herself into a beautiful peacock to welcome Yang Pengfei's entry, feeling a surge of passion and burning desire at her bold posture.

After a night's rest, Yang Pengfei seemed even more energetic, thrusting in with a straight, powerful motion. Making love in the wilderness is a romantic dream for many. Although they weren't actually in the mountains, gazing at the beautiful nature, bathed in the morning sunlight, listening to the wind and birdsong, and being with her beloved, Yuan Tingting was completely intoxicated.

Yang Pengfei thrust in very deeply, his movements particularly forceful, each stroke eliciting uncontrollable moans and shouts from Yuan Tingting. Hearing Yuan Tingting's excited cries, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but shout, "Great! So satisfying! So exciting, so beautiful!" Together, they merged their bodies into the enchanting scenery of Xiaoyanshan.

That day, they explored a relatively large cave, then visited several surrounding peaks, enjoying themselves immensely for most of the day. They returned to Donghai City after 5 PM. Yuan Tingting drove to the building where Yang Pengfei lived. Neither of them got out of the car, gazing at each other silently for a long time. Finally, Yuan Tingting softly said, "These past two days have been the happiest two days of the past two years."

"Me too!" Yang Pengfei said affectionately, looking into Yuan Tingting's clear eyes.

"Do you think we can always be this happy as we are these past two days?" Yuan Tingting leaned against Yang Pengfei's chest and said softly, a hint of sadness in her voice.

"Yes, we will, we definitely will!" Yang Pengfei said, stroking Yuan Tingting's silky smooth hair. Although Yang Pengfei spoke with such certainty, he lacked confidence in his heart, because he still didn't know who he would spend his future with. Every girl he had been with was so outstanding, so captivating, making it impossible for him to choose; giving up any of them was something he didn't want.

"Let's go up," Yang Pengfei said softly.

Yuan Tingting shook her head and said, "No, I need to go home and see my family."

Yang Pengfei remembered that it was Sunday, and she usually went home to have dinner with her family. So he said, "Okay, it's getting late. You should go home now, don't keep your family waiting."

"Okay." Yuan Tingting nodded obediently, then offered her lips again. The two kissed passionately for a while before reluctantly parting.

After watching Yuan Tingting's car disappear from his sight, Yang Pengfei turned back and went upstairs. When he reached his third-floor apartment, Yang Pengfei saw a girl sitting on the stairs in front of his door. She had her knees drawn up to her chest, her head buried between her legs, so Yang Pengfei couldn't immediately identify her. At that moment, the girl heard someone coming upstairs and looked up. Their eyes met, and Yang Pengfei was so shocked he almost fell down the stairs.

It turned out that the girl was Wei Luman. Seeing Wei Luman wasn't particularly surprising, but seeing her at his doorstep was quite unexpected. "How did she know where I live? If she knows I live here, could she know something else?" Yang Pengfei was filled with doubt and suspicion. "Why is Wei Luman here?"

"Where have you been these past two days? You've disappeared, and your phone is off." Wei Luman stood up abruptly and bombarded Yang Pengfei with questions.

"I had a holiday these past two days, so I went out with some friends. What? You need something?" Yang Pengfei said casually, inwardly thinking, "Thank goodness!" If he had brought Yuan Tingting up with him, there would have been a good show. But once the show was over, his own show would probably be over too.

"You went out to play? Why didn't you invite me?" Wei Luman said angrily.

"Invite you? You're a high-ranking leader in the company now, how could I dare to invite you so easily?" Yang Pengfei said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

“What high-level leaders? This is boring!” Wei Luman said listlessly. “If it weren’t for helping Aunt Yu deal with that little vixen Yuan Tingting, I wouldn’t have come here. I don’t know anyone here except you and Aunt Yu. How boring!”

“Come in and we’ll talk.” Yang Pengfei opened the door and gestured for her to enter.

Entering Yang Pengfei's room, Wei Luman looked around and frowned, saying, "Why is it so messy?" But then she smiled and said, "Well, this is more like a room for a single man. If your place were neat and tidy, I would definitely suspect that a girl comes to clean for you every day. Oh, by the way, why don't you live with Sister Yun, your girlfriend?"

Yang Pengfei laughed, "We're not as avant-garde and fashionable as you, doing that premarital cohabitation thing."

Wei Luman rolled her eyes at him and said, "Tch, don't pretend to be innocent in front of me. I know you. When you see a pretty girl, you can't wait to get her into bed. Besides, you and your girlfriend have done 'that' before."

Yang Pengfei chuckled, "What have we done?"

"Get lost! You know perfectly well," Wei Luman scolded, "You don't even offer your guests anything? Is this how you treat guests?"

"Okay, what would you like to drink? But let me make it clear, I only have plain water here."

"Honestly! When you came to my house, I served you the finest coffee, and now that I'm here, you're offering me plain water? You're so heartless!"

"Hehe, Miss, just be honest. I don't usually have many guests, so I haven't prepared any fancy things. If I had known you were coming, I would have prepared the finest bird's nest to entertain you."

"Stop joking around, quickly pour me a glass of water."

Yang Pengfei asked while pouring water from the water dispenser, "How did you know I lived here?"

"Hehe, of course I had a way of finding out."

"What way?"

"Hehe, I won't tell you, but I have my own clever plan." Wei Luman said smugly.

Yang Pengfei could tell from her expression that she didn't seem to know what he had done. As long as she didn't know he had lied to her, he had nothing to worry about, so he didn't bother to ask how she knew his address. So he laughed and said, "Fine, don't tell me then, I don't want to know anyway."

Seeing his reaction, Wei Luman proactively said, "Hehe, Aunt Yu told me. I'm staying at her house now."

Yang Pengfei thought to himself, "Yu Jie told me? How would she know? She doesn't seem to have come here." After thinking for a while, Yang Pengfei realized that he had a file with detailed personal information when he joined the company. As the general manager, Yu Jie naturally had the right to access his information, so it wasn't surprising that she knew his address.

"I asked you to bring me a glass of water, why are you just standing there like an idiot?" Wei Luman said, displeased.

"Oh, coming, coming!" Yang Pengfei hurriedly brought over a glass of water. Just then, Wei Luman's phone rang. She picked it up and said, "Yeah, she's back. We'll be right back. Okay, bye!"

Yang Pengfei guessed she was talking to Yu Jie, since she had just said that in this city, she only knew him and Yu Jie. But he pretended not to understand and asked, "Who called? Where are you going?"

"You're so dense! Of course it's Aunt Yu. Do you even need to ask?" Wei Luman said. "It's Sunday today. Aunt Yu and I cooked a few dishes, so we wanted to invite you to eat with us. But your phone was off every time we called, so I had to come in person. I didn't expect to be turned away. Sigh, it's so hard to invite you to dinner these days. You're really something!"

"Hehe, where? I never thought you'd invite me to dinner! If I had known, I wouldn't have gone anywhere today, and my phone would have been on 24/7, just waiting for your call," Yang Pengfei said with a grin.

"Hmph, you wouldn't have thought of that? You've thought of and accomplished things ten times harder than this, so how could you not have thought of this?" Wei Luman said, blushing. Yang Pengfei understood what she meant; she was referring to his ambiguous relationship with Yu Jie. If he really had an ambiguous relationship with Yu Jie, it would be easier to explain, but there was nothing between them at all. The idea that they were lovers was entirely fabricated to deceive Wei Luman. Therefore, Yang Pengfei didn't know what to say for a moment and could only stand there awkwardly.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Wei Luman chuckled and whispered, "Have you spent any time with Aunt Yu these past few days? In Shanghai, your girlfriend practically took up all your time."

Seeing Wei Luman's giggling, Yang Pengfei's mind opened up, and he grinned mischievously, "No, you took up some of my time too. How can you say it was all taken up by Sister Yun?"

"Get lost!" Wei Luman playfully punched him. "Don't change the subject. Tell me honestly, have you spent any time with Aunt Yu?"

"Don't you live with her? Don't you know whether you've spent time with her or not?" Yang Pengfei said with a grin.

"Tch, would you spend time with her in front of me?"

"No, I haven't been alone with her since I got back," Yang Pengfei said with a laugh. “She’s not as thirsty as you,”

Wei Luman said shyly. “What are you talking about? Have I been looking for you these past few days? Even if I did come today, it was because they told me to come. Otherwise, who would want to see your lewd face?”

“Hehe, I’m lewd, I’m shameless, okay? Let’s go, I’m starving.”

When they arrived at Yu Jie’s house, they found Qingyu already standing at the door looking around. When she saw Yang Pengfei coming, she hurriedly went up to him and asked, “Brother, why are you only coming now? Where have you been today? I’ve been calling you all day and your phone is off.”

“Where else could he be? He’s probably out fooling around with his cronies,” Wei Luman said from the side.

Qingyu looked at Wei Luman, then at Yang Pengfei and asked, "Sister Xiaoman, is what she said true? Who did you go off with and where did you go gallivanting?"

"Don't listen to her nonsense. There are no bad friends here! They're all legitimate friends. We went to Xiaoyanshan for a trip, and to avoid being disturbed, we all turned off our phones," Yang Pengfei explained. Then he said to Wei Luman, "Don't ruin my image in front of Xiaoyu later."

Wei Luman covered her mouth and laughed, "I'm happy, I'm willing, what's it to you? Besides, your image is already beyond repair, hehe!"

"You guys stop bickering outside, come in and eat! The food's getting cold," Yu Jie called from inside.

The table was set with eight dishes and a soup, a rather lavish spread. This was Yang Pengfei's second time eating at Yu Jie's house. Compared to the previous time, this meal was much more relaxed. He felt no pressure or reservations, and with three beautiful women dining with him, he felt like he was the center of attention. It was a completely different experience from the last time!

After dinner, Yang Pengfei and Qingyu sat on the sofa watching TV, while Yu Jie and Wei Luman went into the kitchen to clean up the dishes. This scene suddenly gave Yang Pengfei a sense of home—warm, cozy, and charming!

"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Qingyu asked, tugging at his arm.

"Hehe, I was thinking that your mom and your sister Xiaoman are both high-level leaders in the company, and I'm their subordinate. But now, my superiors are working, and I, their subordinate, am leisurely watching TV. I feel really embarrassed!" Yang Pengfei said, feigning concern.

"Hehe, don't be shy," Qingyu laughed. "Brother, when will you take me to Xiaoyanshan for a visit?"

"Take you? You're about to take the college entrance exam, do you still have time to go out and play? Besides, your mom won't allow you to go."

"Then we'll go secretly!"

Yang Pengfei was startled and quickly said, "Please spare me, Miss, if your mom finds out, she'll fire me."

"Hmph, coward!" Qingyu turned her head away and ignored him.

"How about this, after your college entrance exam, I'll take you on a trip with your mom," Yang Pengfei said, trying to comfort Qingyu, who seemed genuinely upset.

"Really?" Qingyu turned around and asked.

"Of course, when have I ever lied to you?"

"Hehe, that's more like it, like you, brother. Come on, let's watch TV." Qingyu pulled his arm and half-reclined in his arms. Normally, having a beautiful young woman in one's arms is a pleasant thing, but Yang Pengfei felt incredibly uncomfortable. He thought, "If Yu Jie sees this, it'll be fine, but if Wei Luman sees it, she'll definitely think I'm trying to make a move on Qingyu." But as the saying goes, what you fear most is what happens. Just as Yang Pengfei was thinking this, a familiar voice rang in his ear.

"Here you go." Wei Luman placed a cappuccino she'd bought from Starbucks and a piece of pine nut cake on a plate and handed it to Yang Pengfei.

Yang Pengfei looked up at her, and she was also staring intently at him, her eyes radiating a kind of lethal force. Yang Pengfei's sixth sense quickly told him that Wei Luman had a problem with him, and a significant one at that. Therefore, he couldn't, and dared not, meet her gaze again, instead scanning her eyes for her delicate nose, bright red lips, fair chin, slender neck, and full, rounded breasts. Her breasts, accentuated by her tight black t-shirt, appeared full and alluring, tempting one to plunge into them, to let the curves of her breasts overwhelm one's desire.

"We...we already ate, didn't we?" Yang Pengfei stammered.

"That was the main course, this is just a dessert, you understand?" Wei Luman said arrogantly.

"Oh, brother, if you won't eat, I will," Qingyu said, taking the plate of desserts from Wei Luman's hands.

"Hmph, I'll give you some, you won't eat it? Fine, don't eat it then!" With that, Wei Luman turned and left. As she turned, Yang Pengfei saw that her waist was slender, her buttocks were full, and her legs were long and shapely. She was truly a woman of breathtaking beauty and abundant charm!

Yang Pengfei suddenly felt a surge of excitement, his desires churning within him. He wanted to inhale her fragrance with his lips, to embrace her body with his arms, to caress her skin with his hands, to explore her mysterious treasures with his tongue, to give her warmth and trembling, to bite her earlobe and desperately whisper, "I want to cover you! Possess you! Ruin you! Make you feel like you're dying and coming back to life!" But he couldn't! At least not yet! Chapter 80

, October 17th : I'll Take You Home . Faced with his increasingly strong psychological urges and increasingly obvious physical reactions, Yang Pengfei began to get restless. To avoid Qingyu noticing anything further, he quickly stood up and said, "It's getting late, I think I should go back. Thank you for your hospitality, Ms. Yu." At this moment, Yu Jie finished packing her things and came out with a cup of coffee. Seeing Yang Pengfei get up to leave, she urged him to stay, "It's still early, sit a little longer." "Yes, brother, please sit a little longer," Qingyu also didn't want Yang Pengfei to leave so soon. Since both of them were trying to persuade him to stay, Yang Pengfei couldn't insist on leaving, otherwise it would seem ungrateful. So he sat down again, but a little further away from Qingyu. "Xiaoyu, stop watching TV and go back to your room to study," Yu Jie said sternly. "Hmph, you make me study right after I've eaten, not giving me a moment to relax. This is just like how landlords treated their farmhands in the old society!" Qingyu grumbled, looking dissatisfied. "Stop complaining. Go on!" Yu Jie remained unmoved. Qingyu reluctantly got up and walked towards her room. When she reached Yu Jie's back, she stuck her tongue out, made a face, and even made a boxing gesture with both hands. Yang Pengfei was sitting opposite Yu Jie, so he saw everything. He wanted to laugh but dared not, struggling to hold it in. Yu Jie noticed something was wrong with Yang Pengfei's face, so she turned around and saw Qingyu making a boxing gesture at her. She was both annoyed and amused, and said with a stern face, "It seems you're not in the mood to study even at home. Xiaoman, do you have any plans for tonight?" "No, I don't have any friends here, so what plans do I have?" Wei Luman, who was sitting next to her, said. “Alright, you stay home and watch over Xiaoyu, don’t let her watch TV or play games. Pengfei and I are going out for a walk.” Yu Jie finished speaking and then said to Yang Pengfei, “Wait a moment, I’ll go inside and change my clothes.” Yang Pengfei was uneasy, wondering what Yu Jie wanted to talk to him about. Wei Luman gave him an ambiguous smile, and Yang Pengfei knew the meaning behind it, thinking to himself, “If only it were as you think.” The noisy “Love Silk” bar was much quieter than usual. Yang Pengfei and Yu Jie sat by the window. Yang Pengfei ordered a cocktail called “Ice and Fire,” while Yu Jie only ordered a sweet ice cream. Just as Yang Pengfei was about to speak, he suddenly saw his former colleague, Chen Jun. She was sitting next to a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls. One hand held a cigarette, the other was on a girl’s shoulder, and she was blowing smoke rings with her head tilted back. She was whispering something to them, and the girls were cheering and clapping. The girl smiled like a blooming flower, her eyes narrowed into slits. She patted her leg with her hand. Chen Jun also saw Yang Pengfei and the others. She winked at them as a greeting. Yu Jie also appeared poised and waved back. Although they didn't work at the same company, they knew each other. Yang Pengfei thought, "Yu Jie might be hinting at something to her." Yang Pengfei looked at Yu Jie's very delicate face, her hair styled in a trendy, flowing mess, her deep eyes like a pool of still water, and her well-fitting light gray business suit making her look refined, dignified, and elegant. This was the first time Yang Pengfei had looked at Yu Jie so intently. He suddenly discovered that Yu Jie was so tender and graceful, so charming and alluring. Every gesture, every glance, exuded a captivating charm. It's a woman's nature to believe that charm is innate. Being with her felt like reading a charming little poem, as if she were guiding you, with her refined manners, through a world of allure that you could become intoxicated by. She displayed charm, but never flaunted it; she cultivated it, but never used it for personal gain. Yang Pengfei ordered another bottle of red wine, and the gentle Yu Jie, holding a glass, smiled softly in the candlelight. Yang Pengfei appreciatively accepted her gentle, captivating smile. She elegantly sipped the wine, placed it back on the bar, and then her slender fingers gently stroked her light blue phone. It was rare to see such delicate feminine gestures. Yang Pengfei suddenly felt inexplicably moved by this simple act. Because modern women are so clever and assertive. Their personalities and actions seem to be in sync with the times. Classical elegance and gentleness are extremely rare. From a biological perspective, a woman's actions implicitly contain sexual implications. They convey this important information about reproduction to the opposite sex in various ways, thus competing for a mate with the best genes. This subconscious drive, driven by the need for survival and optimization, was naturally instilled in humanity long before enlightenment. Regardless of how humanity develops or how different the methods, this courtship based on optimization remains the ultimate goal. People express their yearning for beauty and sex through language, actions, physical form, and clothing. Classical expressions were so delicate, subtle, and complex. They used exquisite poetry, unwavering ideals, meticulous handiwork, fleeting glances, or eternal silence. Humanity used its richest imagination to express its vibrant emotions and love. But today's sexual displays are so direct, effective, even unrestrained. Naked language spreads shamelessly online. Immediate, brief, stimulating—like a strong liquor drunk in one gulp. Strangely, even the most beautiful poetry becomes insincere, empty, and tasteless under modern sensibilities. "Pengfei, I think Xiaoman seems to have a crush on you," Yu Jie's words jolted Yang Pengfei back to reality.

"Really? No way?" Yang Pengfei's heart skipped a beat, secretly admiring her sharp eyes, but he wouldn't admit it aloud.

"You might not think so, but I can tell she really likes you. Even if she doesn't, she at least has feelings for you."

"Oh, I didn't know that," Yang Pengfei said, feigning concern. "No wonder you asked me out tonight, you wanted to talk about this. So, what do you think I should do?"

"Well, how should I put it? Actually, I don't want to interfere in your relationship. You're both adults and should be able to take responsibility for your actions. It's just that Xiaoman is an excellent girl, but she's not the kind of girl who can easily let go of what she's made of. She's already experienced a setback in love, so her family doesn't want her to go through that again. When she came to Donghai this time, her family repeatedly told me to take good care of her. That's why I wanted to ask about you two." Yu Jie said, taking a sip of red wine.

"I really envy her for having such a good family, such a happy home."

"What? Judging from your tone, it seems your family isn't so happy?" Yu Jie looked at him with pity.

"I have a good mother, but my father passed away a long time ago."

"Really? It must have been very difficult for your mother to raise you."

"My mother was very strict, but I'm melancholic and stubborn. I didn't let her down. I studied hard, reading every book I could get my hands on."

"No wonder you're so knowledgeable and talented; that's what attracts me to you."

"Talented, I wouldn't say. Perhaps it's the influence of my father's genes; I've loved literature since I was little, especially classical poetry."

"If Xiaoman showed interest in you and confessed her love, what would you do?" Yu Jie suddenly changed the subject.

"This…" Yang Pengfei was speechless for a moment.

He truly had no answer. So he took out a cigarette and offered one to Yu Jie. She took it; Yu Jie had beautiful hands. White and slender. Especially the way she smoked—it was beautiful. This time, however, she didn't put the cigarette in her mouth; instead, she placed it on the bar counter, indicating she didn't want to smoke.

The bar gradually filled up, mostly with office workers from nearby buildings. They discussed Microsoft Windows, the fluctuations of NASDAQ, Jungian theory of sexual desire, and Plato's theories of emotion, but they were more adept at expressing love by candlelight and indulging in passion to the tremolo of jazz.

Indeed, why was this the case? Those elegantly dressed women, by day in the office, before cunning clients, and at glittering parties, were perpetually alluring, radiant, and talented angels, inspiring envy in women and desire in men, yet under the candlelight and the tremolo of jazz at night, they couldn't hide the loneliness and sorrow on their faces.

The disco music in the bar began to blare deafeningly. Here, men and women under the bright lights indulged in a life of decadence. All instinctive emotions are laid bare. No words are needed, not even physical gestures; a single glance is enough to find someone to comfort you in the lonely crowd. For those who crave solitude yet cannot bear it, a bar is undoubtedly a dreamland.

Suddenly, a loud "smack" startled everyone in the bar, causing them to turn and look around. At a table near the door, two girls faced off, one with bare face, the other heavily made-up, both with equally furious expressions. A young man in his mid-twenties sat nearby, frowning, his face full of helplessness, shouting, "Are you two ever going to stop?"

The boy stood up, trying to pull the two girls back down, but was unexpectedly thrown off balance. The heavily made-up girl slapped the boy, then lunged at the other girl, grabbing her arm and dragging her roughly towards the door. The boy touched his face, then suddenly roared, "Is this enough now?!" He grabbed a bottle of beer from the table and smashed it against his head. Drinks mixed with blood streamed down the boy's forehead.

The two girls froze. The plain-looking girl burst into tears and ran out of the bar, while the other girl stamped her foot and followed suit. The boy walked expressionlessly to the bar: "Miss, another bottle of Tiger."

Looking at the half-empty bottle of beer in his hand, Yang Pengfei suddenly felt that he should leave after finishing this bottle. The violence and restlessness here didn't suit him. At that moment, Yu Jie held out a glass. "Come on, bottoms up."

Before Yang Pengfei could even sober up, she tilted her head back and gulped down the entire glass of wine. Yang Pengfei and Yu Jie continued to drink red wine, one sip at a time. Although he didn't like red wine, this was a night of rejecting loneliness. He could reject emotions, but he couldn't resist loneliness, especially since she was the beautiful Yu Jie, General Manager Yu.

"General Manager Yu, I'm sorry. I've disappointed you. However, I will give you an answer," Yang Pengfei said to Yu Jie in his drunken haze, as if singing a lament. In the dim light of the bar, it looked as if snowflakes were falling, both poignant and breathtakingly beautiful. It was all shrouded in mystery.

Yu Jie looked up at him. Perhaps it was the sincerity in his eyes, or perhaps it was the firmness of his attitude, but Yu Jie said, "No, Pengfei, I know you. I can't force you."

Then they both downed their drinks in one gulp. They were both a little drunk, and they helped each other out of the bar. On the way to the parking lot, Yu Jie's head rested heavily on Yang Pengfei's shoulder.

"Mr. Yu, I'll take you home."

Chapter 81 Springtime in the Office

"No, I can drive myself." Yu Jie pushed Yang Pengfei's hand away and replied coldly. But Yang Pengfei still helped her to her car and opened the door for her. As Yu Jie got into the car and started the engine, she suddenly rolled down the window and leaned out, asking, "Oh, right, I forgot to ask, what's your relationship with Chen Jun?"

"Colleagues," Yang Pengfei replied.

Yu Jie said "Oh," and the car started moving. Yang Pengfei watched her white BMW slowly disappear into the shadows of the buildings, vanishing into the vast night.

Yang Pengfei stood on the deserted street, letting his hair dance in the evening breeze. He suddenly felt an unusual sense of loss. He seemed to see a torrential downpour, hear the howling wind and the deafening thunder. When a hurricane strikes, and the gale howls from the mountains, only the solitary traveler can feel that most intense shock to life.

These past few days had passed without any news from Xia Bing, and Yang Pengfei's search for her had gradually faded. He thought, "If she's deliberately avoiding me, I'll never find her no matter what. I should just let things take their course."

That day, Yang Pengfei was processing documents and reports in his office when he suddenly noticed something amiss with a bank transfer slip. Normally, this was a small matter that Yang Pengfei could have easily handled by sending his secretary, Xiao Huang, to the bank to check the accounts. However, he hadn't seen Yuan Tingting for several days and wanted to take advantage of the bank visit to see her.

After giving Xiao Huang a few instructions, Yang Pengfei headed straight to the bank where Yuan Tingting worked. About half an hour later, he arrived at Zhengguang Investment Development Bank. Since he was quite familiar with the bank staff, he handed over his documents to them as soon as he entered the lobby, asking them to check them for him. He then went upstairs to Yuan Tingting's office.

Passing by the office where he used to work, Yang Pengfei hesitated for a moment. Should he go in and say hello? After considering it, he decided against it. If he went in and started chatting with them, he would never have time to talk to Yuan Tingting privately. So he quietly walked past their office and arrived at Yuan Tingting's door.

"Oh! It's you!" Yuan Tingting looked up and was surprised to see Yang Pengfei.

"Hehe, I missed you, so I came." Yang Pengfei said with a grin as he sat on her desk.

"Hmph, sweet talk." Yuan Tingting leaned back in her chair and laughed. "Tell me honestly, did you come here on business and then just stopped by to see me?"

"Hehe, wife, you're so smart!" Yang Pengfei leaned closer to Yuan Tingting and said, "But you're only half right. I came here on business, but I also came specifically to see you. Otherwise, I could have just sent my secretary over. Why would I, the manager, have to come all this way myself?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Tingting said with a look of exasperation, "Look at you, always talking about being a mere manager. Aren't you ashamed? Let me tell you, a mere investment department manager is not good enough for me."

"That's right! To be worthy of our Miss Yuan, I think no one on Earth is good enough. Only an alien would be worthy. Hehe!"

"Get lost! Are you praising me or insulting me?"

"Hehe, okay! I'm not joking with you anymore. To be honest, I really missed you. Did you miss me?" Yang Pengfei said this sincerely, his eyes full of affection.

"Yes! How could I not miss you?" Yuan Tingting sighed softly, her eyes somewhat dreamy. At that moment, Yang Pengfei swiftly brought his lips to hers, landing precisely on hers.

"Ah!" Yuan Tingting gasped, but before she could finish her sentence, Yang Pengfei silenced her with a kiss. Yuan Tingting struggled slightly at first, but then quieted down, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately.

After a while, they separated. Yuan Tingting rolled her eyes at him and said reproachfully, "You're so annoying! What if someone came?"

Yang Pengfei chuckled, "It's almost lunchtime now, no one will come in. Besides, I locked the door when I came in, no one can get in, hehe!"

"Oh, so you were planning to come and do something wicked!" Yuan Tingting glared at him.

"Hehe, yeah, there's something even more wicked." With that, Yang Pengfei grabbed Yuan Tingting, one hand roaming over her breasts, the other trying to unbutton her coat.

"What are you doing? No! This is the office!" Yuan Tingting exclaimed.

"It's alright, no one will come in." Yang Pengfei was clearly aroused. At this moment, Yuan Tingting's coat had been completely unbuttoned by him, revealing a white lace bra embroidered with pale red peonies underneath. Yuan Tingting pressed down tightly on Yang Pengfei's hand, which was about to unhook her bra, and said breathlessly, "I really can't. I have a meeting later, and you'll wrinkle my clothes if I do this. I don't have any clothes to change into. If people see this when we go out, I'll be so embarrassed. Besides, it's really uncomfortable to be all wet down there without underwear."

Seeing that she was really unwilling, Yang Pengfei didn't press her further and let go, saying, "Aren't you wet down there yet?"

Yuan Tingting glared at him and whispered, "It's all your fault. You've aroused me. How could I not be wet down there? But I have a panty liner, so this little bit of wetness won't matter." After saying that, she paused for a moment and then said, "Hmph, if we weren't in the office, I would have tortured you until your legs went weak!" Hearing this,

Yang Pengfei chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you. We'll have another three hundred rounds when we have time. But what about it now?"

"It?" Yuan Tingting was taken aback, following Yang Pengfei's gaze, she understood. Yang Pengfei's penis was already erect, seemingly ready to burst forth at any moment.

"What a rogue!" Yuan Tingting gave him a seductive glare, then stood up, wrapped her arms around Yang Pengfei's waist, slowly squatted down, and loosened his belt. Then she pulled down his underwear. Yang Pengfei knew what she was about to do, and comfortably half-reclined, half-sat in her office chair. At this moment, Yuan Tingting was kneeling in front of him, cupping his penis in her hands, and began to suckle. Yang Pengfei felt her mouth suddenly tighten, as if a vacuum had been drawn, and his penis entered her mouth deeply. At this moment, Yang Pengfei felt incredibly comfortable, almost floating on air, completely lost in the moment, but he knew very well that this move was called "deep throat."

Deep throat is not a simple technique; it can be said to be the highest level of oral sex. Oral sex is something any woman can do, including voluntary and forced acts. Deep throat is different; it's not something you can just do whenever you want.

As the name suggests, deep throat involves inserting the penis completely into a woman's mouth, with the tip reaching her throat. This requires not only a sufficiently long penis but also the woman's skill and ability to withstand it. Inserting a large penis into the throat is extremely painful, at least for women. For men, however, it's incredibly pleasurable because the throat is narrow and wet, and women often tense up and contract their muscles during deep throating, creating a feeling of being enveloped, much like penetrating a woman's genitals.

However, what's frustrating for men is that not every woman can do deep throat. The angle between the mouth and throat is significant, requiring precise positioning. And once inserted, the woman must be able to withstand it.

Yang Pengfei never expected to experience this today. He was so aroused he almost cried out. He hadn't anticipated Yuan Tingting's rapidly improving oral sex skills. He was somewhat relieved that Yuan Tingting had rejected his advances earlier; otherwise, he wouldn't be enjoying such a sublime and blissful experience.

Seeing Yuan Tingting working so hard beneath him, Yang Pengfei knew she wanted him to be satisfied quickly, so he no longer needed to restrain himself. He reached down and unhooked the back of Yuan Tingting's bra, and her large breasts sprang out. Kneading those firm, elastic breasts with both hands, Yang Pengfei's pleasure intensified. He began to thrust consciously, and soon, he reached climax...

"So beautiful!" Yang Pengfei hadn't yet recovered from his orgasm. Meanwhile, Yuan Tingting had finished washing up and tidying her clothes in the bathroom and came out. She saw Yang Pengfei still half-reclined on her office chair, his pants not even pulled up. Looking at his penis, the imposing aura from before was gone, replaced by a limp, wilted shape. She couldn't help but smile, walked over to him, and whispered in his ear, "How was it? Comfortable?"

"So comfortable! I almost wanted to die like this," Yang Pengfei said, ecstatically. "Hey! By the way, Tingting, when did you learn this skill? You weren't this good before."

Yuan Tingting gave him a seductive look and said, "It's all to satisfy you, you rascal! A few days ago I downloaded a video called 'The Complete Guide to Oral Sex,' watched it carefully, and tried it on you today. Hehe, I didn't expect it to work so well!" She then covered her mouth and laughed.

"Not just good, it's a killer move!" Yang Pengfei laughed.

"Get lost! Hurry up and get dressed."

After straightening his clothes, Yang Pengfei said, "How have things been lately? Any new moves by Yu Jie?"

Yuan Tingting said, "Well, she hasn't seemed to make any new moves since she came back from Shanghai, but I think she's definitely still secretly accelerating her plan to acquire shares." "

As long as Wei Zulin doesn't transfer his shares to her, her acquisition of shares from those retail investors shouldn't have much impact on you, and shouldn't pose any major threat," Yang Pengfei said.

Yuan Tingting nodded and said, "That's right, but we can't be too careless."

Yang Pengfei thought for a moment and reminded Yuan Tingting, "I've noticed she's been spending a lot of time with Wei Luman lately. Could Yu Jie be trying to team up with her?"

"Yes, I noticed that a long time ago. That little girl Wei Luman seems to be hostile towards me. She's always going against me at the company's routine board meetings. It's really strange! I don't think I've offended her. But it's okay. Even if she goes against me, I'm not afraid. She's just a representative sent by Wei Zulin. The real power isn't in her hands. Besides, she's just a little girl. I doubt she can cause any big trouble. The one I should really worry about is Yu Jie. She's always been a thorn in my side." Yuan Tingting said with a serious expression.

"Is it really that much of a fuss?" Yang Pengfei thought to himself. He then said, "Tingting, aren't you worrying a little too much? Yu Jie may have some reservations about you, but it's not like she's a 'thorn in your side,' is it? Her son's death was only somewhat related to you; you didn't kill him. I think she's just a little dissatisfied with you, not that hateful."

Yuan Tingting didn't speak, but gave him a look up and down, her expression full of jealousy, and said, "You've only been with her for a few days, and you're already speaking up for her?"

"No way! What are you talking about?" Yang Pengfei quickly explained, "I just don't want to see you so tired, always on guard against others. You're exhausted and don't find happiness in it. Why bother?"

“Do you think I want things to be like this? Who doesn’t want everyone to be harmonious and united, working together to make the company better? But many things don’t go the way you want them to. The conflict between Yu Jie and me is no longer just old news; it has escalated into an internal power struggle within the company, with the company’s leadership taking over. I think even without her affair with Xiao Wai, we would still be enemies, because two tigers cannot share one mountain, understand?” Yuan Tingting seemed somewhat agitated.

“I understand,” Yang Pengfei nodded, his expression serious. “But it’s not good for you to be constantly on guard against her. You should take the initiative and defeat her in one fell swoop. Remember, offense is the best defense!” Yang Pengfei truly understood. The conflict between her and Yu Jie was indeed irreconcilable, because there are no friends in the face of money and interests. This is a common problem encountered by private enterprises during their development. In the early stages of development, everyone works together to make the company bigger and stronger, but after reaching a certain scale, the original founders begin to scheme against each other for profit, a life-or-death struggle. This was a common problem, one that Yang Pengfei couldn't solve. His current task was to choose one and help her defeat the other. Yang Pengfei's chosen target was Yuan Tingting.

"Attack? How?" Yuan Tingting countered.

"This..." Yang Pengfei was momentarily speechless. Actually, the idea of attacking was just a casual remark; he didn't have a concrete plan in mind. But after a moment's thought, he said, "I haven't thought of anything yet, but I'll try my best. I'm currently working for Yu Jie. Although she doesn't completely trust me, I think it's still possible to find weaknesses in her and attack them."

Yuan Tingting smiled contentedly and said, "I believe in you. With your help, this group company will be ours sooner or later."

"Hehe, that includes you too! I'd rather have nothing but you!" Yang Pengfei said affectionately.

“Me too!” Yuan Tingting tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek. “Okay, you go out first, I’ll go out later. Look at my face, it’s all red. If I go out now, people will definitely notice something.”

“Hehe, okay, then I’ll go first, but you have to kiss me again.” Saying that, Yang Pengfei leaned in.

Yuan Tingting laughed, “I can’t do anything with you.” After saying that, she gave him a “kiss” on the cheek.

“Hehe, it smells so good!” Yang Pengfei touched his face, then sniffed it and said, “Then I’ll go first. I’ll come to your place again tonight and enjoy your special skill again.”

“Hehe, get lost, are you addicted?” Yuan Tingting giggled. “I’ll call you later.”

Yang Pengfei left Yuan Tingting’s office. By this time, there weren’t many people outside. Most of them had gone out to eat, so Yang Pengfei wasn’t afraid of running into any acquaintances. He strode towards the elevator, but unexpectedly ran into Chen Jun in the elevator.

"Hello! Long time no see." Yang Pengfei greeted her first.

Chen Jun smiled and said, "Hello, actually it hasn't been that long. Didn't we just see each other a few days ago?"

Yang Pengfei remembered that he and Yu Jie had bumped into her at a bar a few days ago, but they had only smiled at each other and hadn't gone up to talk. So he smiled and said, "Were you drinking with your friends that day?"

"Yeah, I don't have a boyfriend, so I had to go out drinking with a few good girlfriends, hehe." Chen Jun said playfully.

"No way, what about your ex-boyfriend? You dumped him?"

"Hehe, yeah, if it didn't work out, I dumped him."

Upon hearing this, Yang Pengfei pretended to put his hands together, then made the sign of the cross on his chest with one hand, while muttering something. Seeing his comical appearance, Chen Jun couldn't help but laugh and said, "Hey, what are you doing? Are you a Christian? Even if you are, it's not mealtime yet, what are you praying for?"

"No, no, no! I'm praying for the dead love between you and your ex-boyfriend, praying that your long-dead love can be reborn in heaven. Amen!" Yang Pengfei said with a deliberately solemn expression.

"Giggle..." Chen Jun laughed so hard she could barely stand up straight, and after a long while, she said, "Get lost, you smooth talker!"

"Hehe!" Yang Pengfei laughed too, saying, "Stop joking, where are you going now?"

"Look at the time, of course I'm going to eat." Chen Jun held up her watch to his face and said, "So where did you come from? And where are you going?"

Yang Pengfei said, "I came to the bank to check some transaction data, and just came up to take a look."

"Come up to take a look? Take a look at who? You don't seem to have come to see us before." Chen Jun looked at him with a smile.

Yang Pengfei knew he had given himself away, and she had caught him red-handed. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he stammered, "To... to see everyone."

"Hehe, don't try to fool me, you're here to see Director Yuan, aren't you?" Chen Jun covered her mouth and chuckled.

Yang Pengfei, who had been trying to hide his feelings, became more open now that she had seen through him, saying, "Yeah, look at my former boss. Even though I don't work for her anymore, it's still necessary to maintain some rapport."

Chen Jun scoffed, "Tch, maintain rapport? Why don't you maintain rapport with me?" As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized her words were inappropriate, blushed, and fell silent.

Yang Pengfei chuckled, "Alright, I'm maintaining rapport with you right now." As he spoke, he secretly pinched Chen Jun's butt. He wanted to continue to flirt with her, but then the elevator doors opened, and they had arrived downstairs.

"You're so annoying, always taking advantage of me," Chen Jun complained.

Chapter 82 A Beauty's Body in the Haze

"Hehe, who told you to be so beautiful? It's irresistible!" Yang Pengfei chuckled.

"Stop with the sweet talk. Did you fail to get what you wanted from Director Yuan, so you've come to me to quench your thirst? Let me tell you, I'm not that kind of frivolous girl." Chen Jun said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"What are you talking about?" Yang Pengfei retorted, dissatisfied. "When have I ever considered you a frivolous girl? I think you have a cheerful personality and are generous. I really like girls like you, really!"

"Really?" Chen Jun asked doubtfully.

"Really!" Yang Pengfei said firmly.

"Then would you like to be my boyfriend?" Chen Jun asked again.

"This..." Yang Pengfei was speechless.

"Hehe, I was just kidding. Look how nervous you are."

"Who's nervous? I knew you were joking, that's why I didn't bother to answer." Yang Pengfei still insisted.

"Tch, I'm too lazy to talk to you." "

Hehe, then let's not talk about it. I'll treat you to dinner, how about it?"

"Hehe, it's great to have someone treat me to dinner, let's go!"

Yang Pengfei took Chen Jun to "Bashu Hot Pot Restaurant." It was a restaurant with a strong Sichuan flavor. Dozens of large red lanterns swayed in the wind, exuding the ancient charm of Sichuan. The brick walls, cloth paintings, and wooden chairs, seemingly unremarkable, displayed a unique and rich atmosphere. The bright red chilies overflowed with fiery passion. The spicy red broth hot pot emitted a rich, numbing aroma, truly: the flavor of Sichuan is strong, strong even in its melting.

This was Chen Jun's first time eating at this restaurant. She usually went to Western restaurants, KFC, McDonald's, and the like, accustomed to their hustle and bustle and luxury, and rarely experienced this kind of quaint, rustic culture.

Yang Pengfei and Chen Jun sat facing each other at a wooden table, the charming Sichuan dialect of the waitresses occasionally reaching their ears. Looking up, they saw rattan chandeliers overhead and tie-dyed cloth paintings all around, as if they were in the distant land of Bashu.

"It's so beautiful! Have you ever been to these places in Sichuan?" Chen Jun exclaimed in surprise.

"Of course I've been there," Yang Pengfei replied, then went on to describe the local customs, mountains, and rivers of Sichuan in a poetic and picturesque manner.

"That's great! I want to go there sometime, to travel around. I want to go to Jiuzhaigou, I want to go to Mount Emei," Chen Jun said enthusiastically.

"Good, seeing more of the place, broadening your horizons, cultivating your mind—that's wonderful! Come on, let's drink." Yang Pengfei handed Chen Jun a glass of Wuliangye liquor.

Chen Jun took a big gulp, then choked and trembled all over. "Wow, that's powerful!"

"Yeah, you thought it was Hennessy?"

They ordered a spicy crab hot pot. The spicy crab used plump, meaty crabs or roe crabs, and also some tender flower crabs. This should be a real hot pot, with crabs stir-fried with authentic Sichuan ingredients, then simmered in a genuine spicy broth. As soon as it was served, there was no need to wait for the water to boil. The aroma of the stir-fried, spicy, and savory meat blended perfectly with the rich fragrance of the broth, while the crab meat, infused with the hot soup, became even more tender and delicious. Each bite was numbing and spicy, increasingly flavorful and addictive.

Chen Jun could handle the spice; enjoying this hot pot with a few cups of Lao Yin tea, the red tea broth leaving a sweet aftertaste, helped to relieve the spiciness, cut through the greasiness, and reduce internal heat.

The atmosphere was lively, with clinking glasses and warm conversation. The food and drinks were rich and flavorful, and Yang Pengfei and Chen Jun were both very happy.

After a satisfying meal, Yang Pengfei wanted to continue chatting with her, but unfortunately, the lunch break was short, and he had to go to work in the afternoon, so he had to stand up and say, "Okay, time to go to work."

"Ugh, going to work every day is so annoying!" Chen Jun seemed reluctant to leave.

"Hehe, if you marry a rich husband, you won't have to work anymore," Yang Pengfei joked.

"Sigh, don't bring up things you don't want to talk about. You don't even have a boyfriend, how can you expect a rich husband?"

"Hehe, with your looks, finding one shouldn't be difficult." Yang Pengfei was saying this when his phone rang. Seeing this, Chen Jun said, "Then I'll go first. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"Okay, bye-bye!"

Watching Chen Jun leave, Yang Pengfei picked up his phone and saw it was Yu Jie calling. He quickly pressed the answer button, and as soon as he answered, Yu Jie's voice came through, "Pengfei, Xiaoman said she wasn't feeling well and went home. I'm a little worried, but I don't have time to go back. Could you go back and check on her for me? You don't need to come to work this afternoon."

"Oh, okay, I'll go right now."

After hanging up, Yang Pengfei hailed a taxi and headed straight for Yu Jie's house. When he arrived at her house, he found the door ajar. Yang Pengfei shook his head inwardly, thinking, "This Xiaoman is too careless. She didn't even close the door. Luckily, this is a high-end villa community, so security is guaranteed. Otherwise, it would be dangerous."

Yang Pengfei went inside and closed the door behind him. The lights and television in the living room were all on. He saw Wei Luman curled up on the sofa, still wearing the same low-cut, sleeveless tank top and light blue shorts, her fair thighs and arms exposed.

Yang Pengfei sat down beside her, brushed the hair that was covering her cheek, and leaned down to gently kiss her face.

"You've come?" Wei Luman asked, opening her hazy, sorrowful eyes.

"Hmm, I'm here," Yang Pengfei said. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Nothing, just a little annoyed!"

"Annoyed? Annoyed about what? Annoyed that I haven't spent time with you these past few days?"

"Who needs your company? You can spend time with your CEO Yu."

"Really, you don't need me to keep you company?"

"No!"

"Okay, then I'll go." With that, Yang Pengfei turned to leave, but at that moment, Wei Luman suddenly wrapped her arms around him from behind. Her round breasts pressed against Yang Pengfei's back, her chin resting on his shoulder, her cheek rubbing against his face, and then she whispered in his ear, "I don't want you to leave, because today is a special day. Do you know what special day it is?"

"What day?" Yang Pengfei was suddenly stunned, turning to look at Wei Luman.

"Your safe period!" A hint of shyness appeared on Wei Luman's face.

"Haha..." Yang Pengfei laughed and said, "What, you've thought about it?"

"Yes, I have!" With that same straightforward expression and frank look, Wei Luman reached out and touched Yang Pengfei's crotch. "Don't you want to? I don't believe you wouldn't feel anything seeing me like this?"

"I feel something every time I'm with you." Saying this, Yang Pengfei lifted Wei Luman from the sofa, making her straddle his lap, lifted her tank top, and began sucking on her breasts. Wei Luman's body arched back, her beautiful long hair flowing in the air.

"My period is coming, my breasts are so swollen!" Wei Luman muttered. Yang Pengfei stroked and sucked, feeling the stirring within Wei Luman, as if she had a strong sexual desire.

"Bite me, bite me hard, they're so swollen!" Wei Luman cried out, pressing Yang Pengfei's hand forcefully onto her breasts, kneading them heavily. Her hand reached to Yang Pengfei's crotch and unzipped his pants.

At this moment, Yang Pengfei stood up from the sofa, turned Wei Luman around, and made her lean over the coffee table with her hands supporting her weight. He quickly pulled down her shorts and entered her. Wei Luman writhed on the coffee table, panting, her shorts still hanging on her thighs. Her buttocks were pressed tightly against Yang Pengfei's. As he thrust, Yang Pengfei reached forward and frantically stroked her swollen breasts.

"Oh...good, so comfortable, my breasts don't hurt anymore," Wei Luman murmured in pleasure.

A violent thrust, a deep tremor, a tingling sensation, and a feeling of dizziness surged from Yang Pengfei's heart. His hot fluid powerfully sprayed deep inside Wei Luman. With each thrust, she trembled. The surging passion satisfied Wei Luman's desire, and Yang Pengfei thought she was almost in heaven.

"How is it? Are you comfortable?" Yang Pengfei asked with a smile, still lying on the sofa, immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm.

"Sigh, you really don't have many redeeming qualities, except for your amazing skills in bed, which are irresistible!" Wei Luman said with seductive eyes.

"You little slut," Yang Pengfei chuckled, "Are you praising me or insulting me?"

"Hehe, of course I'm praising you," Wei Luman said lazily, sitting up and hooking her arm around Yang Pengfei's neck. "You know, this quality of yours is especially rare. Haven't you seen all those aphrodisiac ads on the streets? It shows how worrying men's sexual abilities are these days! But you're so strong, isn't that great! Hehe!"

Yang Pengfei shook his head and laughed, "People say 'women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty,' but how old are you? You're so thirsty at such a young age. What will you do when you're thirty or forty? Will you drain men dry?"

"I'm just that thirsty, is that wrong? I won't exploit anyone else, I'll exploit you, I'll squeeze you dry until you're skin and bones, hehe..." Wei Luman said, clinging to him.

"Okay, okay, I'm not kidding anymore. Do you remember? Our first time was also on a sofa." Yang Pengfei said, hugging Wei Luman.

"Of course I remember! Back then you were the customer and I was the prostitute, now I'm the boss and you're the employee, hehe, how dramatic!" Wei Luman said, touching his chest muscles and laughing.

"Yes, life is like a stage, every event has its drama." Yang Pengfei suddenly sighed.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable."

"Of course, there are many things you haven't thought of. You'll discover them slowly in the future." Yang Pengfei patted her back and said, "Now get up and get dressed quickly, so Xiaoyu doesn't see us when she gets back."

"It's not the weekend today, Xiaoyu won't be back."

"It would be even worse if President Yu saw us."

"It's still early, Aunt Yu won't be back until five o'clock."

As Wei Luman was speaking, Yang Pengfei's phone rang. "Look, speak of the devil, and he appears!" Yang Pengfei handed the phone to Wei Luman, and saw the words "President Yu" displayed on the screen.

"Hello, Pengfei, are you at my house? Have you seen Xiaoman?" As soon as the phone was connected, Yu Jie's voice came through like a machine gun.

"President Yu, I'm here. Xiaoman is right next to me."

"Oh, how is she?"

"She's fine, just a little unwell, she's resting in bed now." Yang Pengfei said casually.

“Oh, then give the phone to Xiaoman, I want to say a few words to her.”

So Yang Pengfei handed the phone to Wei Luman and said, “President Yu wants to talk to you.”

“Aunt Yu, it’s me, um, I’m fine, you don’t need to worry, okay, okay…” Wei Luman said “okay” several times in a row, and then handed the phone to Yang Pengfei.

After Yang Pengfei took it, Yu Jie said, “Xiaoman is fine now, you can go back to the company, I have something to tell you.”

“Oh, okay, I’ll be right back!” Although Yang Pengfei agreed readily, he was seething inside, thinking, “I’m supposed to be a manager, how come they treat me like a servant?” Although he was angry inside, he didn’t show it on his face. He kissed Wei Luman’s forehead and said, “Then I’ll go first.”

“Go, go, seeing you annoys me!” With that, Wei Luman turned her head to the side and ignored him. Yang Pengfei shook his head with a wry smile. He was already used to Wei Luman's unpredictable temper and didn't find it strange. He turned and left.

It was already 5 PM when he returned to the company, right at closing time. Several people were leaving as he went in. Someone saw Yang Pengfei and said, "Manager Yang, everyone's off work."

"Hehe, I know. I have something to do inside. You guys go ahead."

He went upstairs, but the office was empty. Yang Pengfei didn't go to his own office but went straight to Yu Jie's door and knocked. "Come in," came Yu Jie's voice from inside.

Yang Pengfei pushed the door open and saw Yu Jie sitting behind her large executive desk, typing something on the computer. "President Yu, everyone's off work. Are you still busy?" Yang Pengfei walked straight to the chair opposite her and sat down. He was much more casual than before. Yu Jie didn't look up or answer him. Instead, she tossed a bunch of keys to Yang Pengfei. Yang Pengfei caught them and asked in confusion, "This is...?"

"This is a training car the company provided for you. You can drive it for now."

"Ah! This..." Yang Pengfei was caught off guard and it took him a while to say, "Then thank you, Ms. Yu."

"Actually, you should have bought a car a long time ago. Taking taxis every time you go out isn't cheap." Yu Jie said, swaying back and forth in her executive chair.

"Buy a car? Where would I get the money?" Yang Pengfei shrugged.

"You don't have the money? Putting aside everything else, just the kickbacks you get from the goods the company gets from your old classmate must be more than that, right?" Yu Jie said, extending a slender, white finger. Upon hearing this, Yang Pengfei was taken aback, his mind racing. "How did she know about this? Besides Tang Chong and me, it seems no one else knows. Could Tang Chong have leaked it? No, he's a very cautious person; he knows the consequences of leaking this, and besides, it wouldn't benefit him. But if he didn't leak it, how would Yu Jie know? Sigh, I was so careless before, and I underestimated Yu Jie. What should I do now?"

"Hehe, what nonsense! Who told you that?" Yang Pengfei didn't want to admit it so quickly.

"Hmph, haha!" Yu Jie sneered, "Still not admitting it? Look at this!" She tossed Yang Pengfei another piece of paper. He caught it and saw it contained his bank account transfer records, clearly showing every transaction, all from Anhui Tang's Arts and Crafts Co., Ltd. Now, the evidence was irrefutable; Yang Pengfei couldn't deny it anymore.

"What do you want? Fire me or pursue legal action against me?" Seeing that she had everything under control, Yang Pengfei became more composed. He knew this matter could be serious or minor, entirely dependent on Yu Jie's whim.

"Heh, if I wanted to hold you accountable, I wouldn't be here talking to you now. Besides, I just provided you with a car. Do you think I would still hold you accountable?" Yu Jie laughed smugly. Then she added, "Of course, it all depends on your attitude and performance."

Seeing Yu Jie's smug laughter, Yang Pengfei wanted nothing more than to pounce on her, tear her clothes, pin her down, and ravage her to vent his frustration. But he only thought about it; his heart was filled with anger and dejection, but his outward appearance was as listless as a frostbitten eggplant.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Yang Pengfei said dejectedly.

"Hehe, I told you long ago, you're a smart man, I admire you!" Yu Jie leaned back in her executive chair and turned around, saying, "But some things require certain methods to achieve the goal, you understand?"

Yang Pengfei couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Just say what you want to say, why say so much? Stabbing someone in the back and then trying to act like a good person in front of them, it's a typical 'wanting to be a prostitute and also wanting to erect a monument to chastity'." But he said respectfully, "President Yu, actually, if you want me to do something, just give the order, I'll do whatever you say, why go through all this trouble?"

"Hehe, I also hope I'll never need this thing, but it's better to be prepared."

Yang Pengfei was even more anxious. So far, she was still rambling on and on, not getting to the point, and he didn't know what Yu Jie wanted him to do, but he couldn't urge her to get to the point, so he could only pretend to be attentive.

"Actually, what I want you to do is very simple, it's to get close to Yuan Tingting." Yu Jie finally got to the point.

"What?" Yang Pengfei was startled and asked, "Get close to her? Why?" But he knew perfectly well that the real battle between the two was about to begin.

"Don't ask so many questions yet. Your task now is to get close to her."

"Why did they choose me?"

"Because you used to be her subordinate, you have a reason and opportunity to get close, so they chose you, it's that simple."

"What will I do after getting close to her?" Yang Pengfei really wanted to know what Yu Jie was planning to do with Yuan Tingting.

"Your task now is to get close. As for what to do after you get close? Just listen to my instructions." Yu Jie waved her hand and said, "Alright, that's it. You can go back now. The car is in the garage downstairs; it's a black Buick."

The night was long, and the sky grew heavier and heavier, as if it were pressing down on the rooftop. Yang Pengfei stood at the window, gazing out. He felt his life was being tested. The lights of the buildings across the street grew increasingly distant, until finally, Yang Pengfei was surrounded by darkness. He felt a sense of fear and trepidation. He thought that if the world were to fall into eternal slumber, he would rather choose death. But even death has its weight, some heavier than Mount Tai, others lighter than a feather. Holding his breath, Yang Pengfei told himself that even amidst the flames of war, he could transcend the bloodshed, transforming himself amidst the patches of crimson. Besides, he was only involved in an ordinary business struggle; it wasn't a big deal.

Yang Pengfei thought he had succeeded. The night had given him bright eyes, so he would use them to get used to the darkness. Accustomed to the bitter, eerie darkness, the deathly silence, and the death that follows. After getting used to it, one's eyes become brighter; light appears. Yang Pengfei has no intention of escaping the darkness, only because light will always appear, no matter how long ago. She will always appear, strangling the dark soul.

Gently closing his eyelids, feeling his heart still pounding, Yang Pengfei thinks his soul is still relatively pure; his world is filled with light in the darkness.

A light rain begins to fall in the middle of the night. Yang Pengfei wakes up, gazing at the quietly dancing raindrops outside the window, suddenly feeling a chill. He then longs to pull Yuan Tingting beside him into his arms. She is still asleep, her face radiating tranquility, peace, and serenity. It's clear she is sleeping soundly and peacefully.

Yang Pengfei carefully examined Yuan Tingting. Her eyebrows were long and slender, her nose straight and slightly flared. Her snow-white arms were smooth and radiant, and her two shapely breasts exuded the fresh fragrance of a ripe apple. In his heart, Yuan Tingting remained pure and flawless, delicate yet possessing a charming and demure beauty.

Yang Pengfei slipped one arm under Yuan Tingting's neck, placed the other on her hip, and gently pulled her close, feeling a warm current flow through his body. He rested his head on her soft breasts, rubbing them against her, his hands tightly embracing her firm and full hips, a faint fragrance of orchids permeating his very bones.

Yuan Tingting awoke from Yang Pengfei's ravaging. She clung tightly to him, his chest pressed against her soft breasts. They kissed passionately, as if trying to melt into each other. Yang Pengfei's penis was now rock hard, ready to burst. He lifted Yuan Tingting's legs and thrust into her violently. Yuan Tingting let out a piercing scream, like a long howl in the wilderness.

Yang Pengfei began to pound into her fiercely, wielding his magnificent penis and thrusting wildly into the depths of her flower path. It was like a storm, like the collapse of the heavens and earth.

Yuan Tingting was no longer the wanton woman she usually was. She didn't writhe, didn't respond, didn't utter any moans or cries, didn't twist her legs, letting Yang Pengfei torment her until she was completely disoriented.

For several days, Yang Pengfei remained hesitant and uncertain, unsure whether he should tell Yuan Tingting about Yu Jie's blackmail. Telling her was wrong; after all, it was his greed that gave Yu Jie leverage over him. But not telling her left him feeling uneasy, as if he were betraying Yuan Tingting. After much deliberation, Yang Pengfei decided to hold off on telling Yuan Tingting for now, to wait and see what Yu Jie would do to harm her, and then make his own decision.

Ever since being blackmailed by Yu Jie, Yang Pengfei felt incredibly awkward whenever he saw her. He hated her with a burning passion, but outwardly he acted even more respectfully than before—it was exhausting!

In his moments of frustration and despair, Yang Pengfei sought comfort from Sister Yun. Of course, he wouldn't tell her anything; her gentle words and alluring body were enough to give him temporary peace.

That night, Yang Pengfei was lying in bed with Sister Yun, watching TV. She was engrossed in the drama, deeply concerned about the characters' fates, while Yang Pengfei sat half-reclined, smoking, his mind elsewhere.

"Pengfei, what's wrong with you these past few days? You seem distracted and in a bad mood. Did something happen?" Sister Yun asked, looking up during a commercial break in the TV series.

"Oh, nothing, just some annoying work stuff, so frustrating!" Yang Pengfei stubbed out his cigarette and answered casually.

"Annoying work? What's wrong? Did Boss Yu give you some difficulties?" Sister Yun asked with concern. "But Boss Yu seems like a good person to me. She shouldn't be the kind of boss who likes to make things difficult."

Yang Pengfei smiled bitterly to himself, thinking, "She's a good person? If she were a good person, she wouldn't have used such despicable and vicious methods to threaten me." But how could he say that to Sister Yun? He could only force a smile and say, "It's okay, don't overthink it. It's normal to encounter difficulties at work. Maybe we'll figure out a solution tomorrow. Okay, that's enough, go to sleep."

"No, I want to finish this episode before I sleep," Sister Yun said coquettishly.

"Alright, you see, I'm going to sleep now!" With that, Yang Pengfei lay down on his side.

He didn't know how long he slept. In his hazy sleep, Yang Pengfei vaguely felt someone holding his private parts, gently, softly, and warmly. In his hazy state, he seemed to see Yu Jie standing naked in front of his bed, like a beautiful white jade woman.
Chapter

83: Fusion of Spirit

and Flesh Yu Jie had a beautiful figure with distinct curves and smooth, white skin. Her upper body was as white as snow, and her breasts were full and firm, round and perky. Her nipples were even pink, like a young girl's, from the nipple to the areola, which contrasted beautifully with her snow-white skin. She was truly gorgeous! Her slender waist and smooth abdomen were flawless. Especially her mysterious triangle area, which looked as if it had just been shaved, clean, white, and shiny, making her full vulva even more beautiful and alluring.

Yang Pengfei was so excited and thrilled, his feelings growing stronger and stronger. Yu Jie held it tightly against her cheek and kissed her red lips. She seemed so intoxicated, so joyful, so mesmerized.

Yang Pengfei couldn't contain his excitement either, reaching out to hug her tightly. He kissed her cheeks, her fragrant neck, and greedily sucked on her lips. Yu Jie was

breathless and panting from Yang Pengfei's embrace. Yang Pengfei couldn't wait any longer; he wanted to conquer, to ravage, to triumph, to experience that smooth, sacred place that restored his confidence. So Yang Pengfei's hand reached down to her lower abdomen, sliding past her navel and down until he felt something sticky, hairy, and wet. The touch of his hand quickly transmitted to Yang Pengfei's tactile nerves, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Hey! It's you? I..." Just as Yang Pengfei was about to cry out, a slender, soft hand covered his mouth.

"Keep your voice down!" Her voice was soft and low.

Yang Pengfei was fully awake from his sleep. He opened his eyes and looked closely before realizing it wasn't Yu Jie but Sister Yun.

"Who did you think it was? It's me. Who else could it be?" Sister Yun said, blushing, as she removed her hand from Yang Pengfei's lips.

"Oh, it's you. I thought I was dreaming."

"Who did you dream about? Tell me quickly." Sister Yun hugged Yang Pengfei's head, kissing his cheeks, his nose, and his lips repeatedly.

"I just felt someone touching me, who knows who it was! Hey! Aren't you going to watch TV?"

"The TV's been off for a while now. Look at the time!" Sister Yun said coquettishly.

"Hehe, you're thinking about it again?" Yang Pengfei teased.

"Get lost! Don't you want to?" Sister Yun whispered, stroking Yang Pengfei's hard penis.

"Hehe, your needs are even greater than mine now. We just did it a few days ago, and now your 'sexual' interest is back?" Yang Pengfei asked her with a laugh.

"I want it every moment now," Sister Yun continued coquettishly. "I don't know what's wrong with me, I want to do 'that' as soon as I see you."

"Am I that charming?"

"Yes, you have a certain scent, as soon as I smell your scent, I want to..."

"What scent? Isn't it just the smell of cigarette smoke?"

"It's not the smell of cigarette smoke, it's a special scent, sigh, I can't explain it."

Sister Yun said as she hugged Yang Pengfei tightly, and after another passionate kiss, she simply lay on top of Yang Pengfei, appearing so gentle, affectionate, and charming. Sister Yun's large and full breasts pressed against Yang Pengfei's chest, and the cute nipples at the tips were hard. He felt the wetness of Sister Yun's lower body.

"Ah! We've run out of condoms, what should we do?" Yang Pengfei suddenly remembered that the sex a few hours ago had used up the last condom, and asked.

“Silly boy, it’s safe today. I told you earlier I didn’t need to wear one. I might get my period soon, so I really want to.” Sister Yun finished speaking and reached out to grab and manipulate it. Yang Pengfei was aroused by Sister Yun, his lower body hardening.

Yang Pengfei rolled over to face Sister Yun, slowly pressing down on her, gently kneading her round breasts, sucking her pink nipples. In no time, Sister Yun couldn’t take it anymore, her body burning with desire, panting, “Stop touching me, just give it to me!”

Yang Pengfei thrust in, and Sister Yun trembled.

“Ah!” Sister Yun gasped softly, her brows furrowing.

“I’m sorry, I was too rough.” Yang Pengfei kissed Sister Yun, and after a while, Sister Yun began to moan softly again.

“How do you feel now?”

“Much better!” Sister Yun gazed at Yang Pengfei dreamily.

Yang Pengfei moved gently, and Sister Yun moaned softly.

“Is it comfortable?”

“Mmm, comfortable,” Sister Yun said shyly. So Yang Pengfei unleashed his prowess, moving without restraint.

"Mmm...so good...Pengfei...you're amazing! But I really couldn't take it all at once. That first thrust really hurt, but thankfully you had some compassion and stopped quickly. You're really good; you've made me feel good again now. Really, I'm not lying, I never thought sex could be so pleasurable." Sister Yun's wantonness was on full display, incredibly alluring. Her ripe body was white with a rosy glow. She swayed, thrust, and twisted.

This fueled Yang Pengfei's lust, and he thrust even harder, making Sister Yun tremble all over, experiencing ecstasy, unable to hear what she was saying. That languid longing, that burning desire to rush towards her, made Yang Pengfei dizzy and confused.

Yang Pengfei, his eyes glazed, gazed at Sister Yun beneath him, and in his daze, she seemed to have transformed into Yu Jie again. Yang Pengfei began to feel unsteady, a fire gradually igniting within him. The fire burned brighter and brighter, his blood boiled, his body heated up, and his vision blurred. In this blur, Yang Pengfei cried out, as if all his resentment and frustration could be released from his lower body. His lower body began to move even more intensely.

"Ugh..." Yang Pengfei seemed to hear Yu Jie's moans. She writhed her alluring, delicate buttocks with each thrust, constantly responding to his movements. Thus, Yang Pengfei steered the untamed ship of desire, indulging his senses, trampling on promises, and finding solace in madness.

"Oh..." Yang Pengfei's heart groaned.

"Oh..." Yu Jie also cried out in pleasure.

As if possessed by an unstoppable, magical force, Yang Pengfei thrust and pumped wildly, each wave higher than the last. His flesh slammed against her flesh, her flesh against the mattress, the mattress against the bed frame, and the bed frame against the wall.

"Slap slap slap..." The sound of flesh hitting flesh; "Squeak squeak squeak..." The sound of the bed shaking; "Bang bang bang..." The sound of the walls colliding, one after another, incessant, as if the earth were shaking.

"You're crazy!" Sister Yun hugged Yang Pengfei tightly with both arms, her legs quickly wrapping around his, staring at Yang Pengfei in astonishment as she cried out.

Yang Pengfei could no longer stop, lying on top of Sister Yun, his buttocks thrusting extremely high, penetrating to the deepest point, his scalding liquid powerfully spraying into her body, each thrust causing Sister Yun to tremble.

Yang Pengfei climbed off Sister Yun, slumped on his back on the other side of the bed, legs spread wide, panting heavily. Life and death? Death and love? Frankness and sincerity? For a moment, he couldn't answer. Gazing at the moonlight outside the window, he felt as if his whole body and mind were immersed in boundless icy water, wandering through a journey amidst wind and snow. Like the silence after a storm, or the exhaustion after waking from a drunken stupor. Yang Pengfei felt truly tired!

A confused tenderness, a desolate desire, a mysterious thirst. Like a ghost awakening from an endless dream, but when the sun shines and daylight arrives, everything quietly fades away, turning into nothingness. All the unforgettable memories, like ice melting and snow thawing, vanish without a trace, leaving no mark.

The next day, as soon as Yang Pengfei arrived at the company, before he could even enter his office, Yu Jie called him to her office. "How's it going? How's the progress these past few days?" Yu Jie asked bluntly.

"I made a few phone calls to her, caught up," Yang Pengfei replied.

"How can this be? The progress is too slow. I need you to gain her favor, even her affection, in the shortest amount of time, understand?" Yu Jie stood in front of the French windows, her back to him, and said decisively, "To put it bluntly, I want you to pursue her."

Although Yang Pengfei had vaguely guessed her meaning, he was still surprised to hear her say it so directly and clearly. He said, "Pursue her? Are you kidding me? She's Chairman Yuan's daughter! How could a mere manager like me possibly win her over? People would definitely say I'm a toad trying to eat swan meat!"

Yu Jie waved her hand and said, "Since I'm asking you to do this, there must be a certain possibility. I won't ask you to do things like trying to reach for the stars or pluck the moon—things that are impossible."

At this point, Yang Pengfei already knew what Yu Jie meant by "possibility." Sure enough, Yu Jie said, "Do you remember my Xiaoyu once said you look like her cousin?"

"I remember! She said that the first time I met Xiaoyu, but I remember you said at the time that we didn't look very alike," Yang Pengfei recalled.

“No, what I said back then wasn’t true,” Yu Jie said, turning around. “Actually, you look a lot like him. You know, my boyfriend was Yuan Tingting’s ex-boyfriend, and he’s no longer alive. I think you know that too.”

Yang Pengfei pretended to be confused and said, “I’ve only heard a little about your feud with her, but will that help me pursue Yuan Tingting?”

Yu Jie glanced at him and said, “Are you really confused or just pretending?” Yang Pengfei shrugged and waved his hands, indicating that he genuinely didn’t know.

“Hmph, clever all your life, foolish for a moment!” Yu Jie said. “You can totally use the fact that you look like her ex-boyfriend to attract her. I reckon Yuan Tingting already has feelings for you. With a little effort, she’ll fall into your arms. Hehe, that’s a great opportunity. I don’t believe her looks can’t attract you.”

“But…but I have Sister Yun. How can I pursue her again?” Yang Pengfei used Sister Yun as a shield.

"I'm not asking you to marry Yuan Tingting, I just want you to win her favor. What does this have to do with your Sister Yun? Just try not to let her know. Don't tell me that you haven't slept with any other women besides your Sister Yun."

"Heh!" Yang Pengfei chuckled dryly, thinking bitterly, "Damn it, now I'm just waiting for you to get your hands on me. But don't worry, one day you'll be moaning under me. Then we'll see who pulls the strings!"

"Alright, I hope you get this done quickly. We'll talk about the rest later. You can go now," Yu Jie said, waving to Yang Pengfei from her office chair.

"Okay, I'll go now."

Back in his office, Yang Pengfei couldn't concentrate on his work. He opened the blinds and looked down at the bustling street below, as if he'd stepped into a poorly made 3D movie. Everywhere were throngs of pedestrians, and the winding lines of cars resembled flowing sets. Perhaps life itself is a movie, and everyone has their own story—sometimes mundane, sometimes bizarre, sometimes exquisite, sometimes poetic. Until the final curtain falls, no one can predict whether fate will orcher a tragedy or a comedy for them. Like Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly, fluttering like a feather. Yang Pengfei thought to himself, "Perhaps I really should learn to be indifferent to worldly affairs and take life for granted."

After watching for a while, Yang Pengfei listlessly sat back down in his chair, swaying back and forth, playing with his phone. He wanted to make a call, but didn't know who to call. He aimlessly flipped through his contacts, and suddenly saw a name. He immediately remembered something and inwardly scolded himself for being careless; he had forgotten his promise.

It turned out the name he saw was Xiao Xin. Xiao Xin had called him back when he was still in Shanghai, asking him to visit her at her workplace when he returned. He had promised Xiao Xin he would visit her as soon as he got back to Donghai, but he had been back for several days and hadn't gone yet, almost forgetting about it. How could Yang Pengfei not secretly blame himself for being careless?

At lunchtime, Yang Pengfei drove his nearly new Buick to Xiao Xin's workplace. This was a rather old office building. Following the address provided by Xiaoxin, Yang Pengfei went up the stairs to the third floor. Upon reaching the top, he saw an open door, several movers unloading boxes of goods, and a young man in his twenties frantically directing them, oblivious to Yang Pengfei's arrival. Yang Pengfei ignored them and walked straight inside. He remembered Xiaoxin saying she usually stayed in her office when she wasn't out, and the office was located at the far end of the third floor.

About ten meters from the office, Yang Pengfei heard a commotion, as if people were arguing and shouting inside. Yang Pengfei thought to himself, "Something's wrong!" He quickly approached and saw the office door ajar. Peeking through the crack, he saw a large group of people gathered inside, all of them girls. Yang Pengfei searched carefully and indeed found Xiao Xin inside. She was dressed in denim, looking simple and clean, her usual glamorous and alluring demeanor completely gone. If Yang Pengfei hadn't known beforehand that she was no longer a prostitute, he wouldn't have recognized her at first glance.

Surrounded by the group of girls was a middle-aged man in his thirties, tall and thin, wearing glasses and appearing quite refined. However, Yang Pengfei felt a sinister and cunning air about him behind his glasses, which made him quite uncomfortable, so he immediately disliked him.

"What's going on with you all today? Why aren't you working? What are you all doing here?" the middle-aged man said with a relaxed smile, but it was clear that his relaxed demeanor was feigned; in fact, he was quite nervous.

"Boss, where are you going? If you're moving, you should at least inform us employees," the girls chimed in.

"Haha!" The middle-aged man chuckled dryly. "Moving? Who said I was moving? That's not true."

"If you're not moving, then what are those movers doing carrying all this stuff?" the girls questioned.

"These goods have quality problems, I plan to return them all to the manufacturer," the middle-aged man continued to argue.

"Then why did you take the computer, air conditioner, and sofa too?" some of the girls noticed this as well.

"Haha, these things are all broken and worn out, I'm going to replace them all with new ones, so you'll be more comfortable, right? Okay, that's enough for now, go back and have lunch, I'll explain in detail after you've eaten." The middle-aged man was trying to lure them away.

"Boss Su, we'll talk about the future later, we just want our commission settled now," Xiao Xin stepped forward and said decisively.

"Yes, Xiao Xin is right, we'll talk about the future later, now we need our commission, our money!" the girls shouted in unison.

The boss, surnamed Su, glared maliciously at Xiao Xin, then swept his gaze across all the girls' faces. Upon meeting his vicious gaze, the girls instinctively took a step back, lowered their heads, and dared not meet his eyes. Only Xiao Xin remained upright, boldly meeting his gaze without fear. Even from outside the door, Yang Pengfei could clearly see the fierce glint in Boss Su's eyes, the muscles in his face twitching spasmodically, his eyebrows and lips flaring, and several veins bulging on his thin neck. All signs indicated that Boss Su was brewing a storm, and this was the calm before the storm.

Boss Su slowly sat down in his chair, his expression serious, like a judge about to preside over a trial. The girls, except for Xiao Xin, all hung their heads, resembling a group of prisoners awaiting judgment.

"Who led this? You all rushed over here in a panic?" Boss Su asked, his face ashen.

“It doesn’t matter who leads the way,” Xiaoxin said fearlessly. “What matters is whether you’re planning to secretly move out and renege on our hard-earned money?”

“Exactly!” Seeing Xiaoxin take the lead, the girls became bolder and chimed in, “A month has passed, and according to the agreement, you should settle our wages.”

"Stop arguing!" Boss Su said angrily. "Xiao Xin, let me tell you, don't be so arrogant! In Donghai, killing you is easier than killing an ant, you believe me? You want money, right? It's easy! Go back to being a prostitute, or I'll be your first client back in the business, how about it? You want money, don't you? Haha!"

Yang Pengfei, who was outside the door, was also furious after hearing Boss Su's words. He wanted to kick the door open and beat Boss Su up, but after thinking about it, he held back. After all, it was their business, and it wouldn't be good for him to interfere. Besides, Boss Su was just being sarcastic and hadn't actually done anything. If he were to make the first move, it would be morally acceptable, but he would be at a disadvantage. So he decided to wait and see.

Although Yang Pengfei held back, Xiao Xin couldn't. She yelled at Boss Su, "Su Dacai, how can you insult people like this? Do you think you can get away with owing us money by insulting us like this? Let me tell you, don't dream about it. You'd better pay us back right now, or we're calling the police!" Xiao Xin pulled her phone out of her pocket as she spoke.

"Yes, call the police! Don't waste your breath on him, let him talk to the police!" the girls all supported Xiao Xin calling the police. But before they could finish speaking, Boss Su suddenly stood up, rushed to Xiao Xin, and slapped her hard across the face. His features seemed to shift with rage as he roared, "I gave you face, and you don't appreciate it! Who do you think you are? A whore ridden by a thousand men, trampled by ten thousand! You have no right to talk to me!"

Yang Pengfei hadn't expected this guy to hit someone so suddenly. At this moment, he realized that Boss Su would never give these girls another penny. He was indeed a heartless boss, a liar!

At this point, all the girls were enraged, pointing fingers and demanding money from Boss Su. Seeing the crowd's anger, Boss Su tried to slip away, but Xiao Xin reacted quickly, blocking his path. Boss Su's face contorted in anger. He grabbed Xiao Xin's arm and, like an eagle snatching a chick, slammed her against the wall. Xiao Xin's forehead hit the wall, and blood immediately began to flow.

Seeing blood flowing from Xiao Xin's mouth, Yang Pengfei was furious. He thought, "Damn it! What's going on? The debtor beats his creditor so badly he's bleeding! Is there no law anymore?" Just as he was about to rush in and give this boss, Mr. Su, a beating, several bolder girls surrounded him, grabbing the hem of his suit jacket.

Mr. Su gritted his teeth in rage. He grabbed one of the girls and slapped her across the face, drawing blood from her mouth. Then, Mr. Su pushed the other girls who were grabbing him to the ground. These defenseless girls were no match for Mr. Su, and soon several more girls had bruises on their faces and mouths.

Seeing so many girls being beaten, the remaining girls became frightened. They dared not stop Mr. Su anymore and instead ran to Xiao Xin's side, helping her up. Seeing that the girls dared not stop him anymore, Boss Su was in no hurry to run away. He turned around smugly, straightened his tie with a flourish, and slowly strolled over to Xiao Xin. He picked up her phone, which he had knocked to the ground, and said with a smirk, "You wanted to call the police? Go ahead, call them! I'll let you call them!" With that, Boss Su slammed the phone onto the hard concrete floor, sending phone parts flying everywhere. The girls screamed in fright.

Looking at the phone parts scattered on the ground, Boss Su said triumphantly to the girls, "Call the police? Why aren't you calling the police? You're still too green to mess with me." After saying that, he surveyed the girls, who looked like his prisoners of war, like a victorious general. After scanning them once, Boss Su said, "You're not calling the police anymore? If you're not calling the police, then I'm leaving. Bye-bye, ladies!"

Boss Su shook his clothes smugly, then ran his hand through his hair before turning and leaving. Just as he stepped out the door, he screamed, "Ah!" He stumbled backward several steps before collapsing onto his backside.

The girls were stunned by this sudden turn of events, remaining speechless for a long time. After a while, they all looked towards the doorway, where a young man in his early twenties stood, shaking his wrist as if the punch he'd landed on Boss Su was still painful.

"Brother Yang, it's you!" Xiao Xin recognized Yang Pengfei and, ignoring the blood on her forehead, ran excitedly to his side.

"Xiao Xin, this guy owes you wages and then beats you up, right? I'm going to teach him a lesson today!" Yang Pengfei said, rolling up his sleeves and pressing his hands together; his joints cracked loudly.

“你是谁？居然跑到我这地方来撒野，你知道我是谁吗？”苏老板晃晃悠悠得爬了起来，口中仍然强硬道，不过脸上却有掩饰不住恐惧之色。

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“老子管你是谁？居然敢欺负我妹妹，看老子不揍扁你。”说着，杨鹏飞一个箭步冲上前去，一把揪住苏老板的衣领，抬手就在他的左眼给了一拳，顿时苏老板的左眼出现了一块淤青。再加上刚才在门外给他右眼的那一拳所留下的淤青。苏老板的双眼变成名副其实的熊猫眼了。

“打他，打他！”众女孩纷纷喊道，尤其是刚才吃过苏老板苦头的那个几个女孩，喊地最响。 Xiao Xin, fearing things might get out of hand if she hit him too hard, grabbed Yang Pengfei's arm and said, "Stop hitting him, just let him give us the money."

"Stop hitting him, stop hitting him, brother, let's talk this out!" Boss Su's previous arrogance had completely vanished, replaced by a fawning smile.

"Fine, then I'll talk to you properly. What about the money you owe my sister and all these girls? Also, you injured them, how are you going to pay for their medical expenses? And besides, you smashed my sister's phone, don't you have to pay for a new one?" Yang Pengfei rattled off several demands. The girls chimed in, "Yes, what this guy says is right. How do we settle these accounts?"

Boss Su, his face contorted with worry, said, "I'll pay, I definitely will, but I don't have that much money on me right now. How about you give me a few more days? I'll pay you your wages and medical expenses as soon as I raise the money, okay?"

"No way!" the girls said. "Give you a few more days? Where will we find you then? You'll have vanished without a trace. No, you pay me now." With Yang Pengfei backing them up, the girls' tone was incredibly firm; their earlier fear had completely disappeared.

Yang Pengfei knew the girls had a point, so he calmly said, "It seems you don't want to pay. Fine, fine, don't pay then. Tell me, how much do you owe them?"

Boss Su, hearing Yang Pengfei say he didn't need to pay, became suspicious. He looked at Yang Pengfei with a mixture of belief and doubt, wondering what he was up to. Upon hearing this, the girls immediately panicked and blurted out, "Brother, no! This is our hard-earned money! If you don't give it to us, we won't be able to make a living this month!"

Xiao Xin chimed in, "Yes, Brother Yang, this salary is our life savings! We can forgive you for not paying for the medical expenses, but you absolutely have to give us our wages!"

Yang Pengfei asked the girls, "How much does he owe you in total?"

"He owes me three thousand," one girl said.

"He owes me seven thousand," another girl said.

...

After all the girls had finished speaking, Yang Pengfei turned to Xiao Xin and asked, "How much does he owe you?"

"Twelve thousand," Xiao Xin said, head bowed.

Yang Pengfei was shocked. He had overheard the girls say that none of them owed more than eight thousand, but Xiao Xin owed twelve thousand. It seemed that if this unscrupulous boss ran away, Xiao Xin would suffer the greatest loss! Sure enough, one of the girls said, "Among us girls, Xiaoxin is the most capable, and she earns the most commission. So if this heartless boss doesn't pay us, she'll suffer the biggest loss." The girl who said this was worried that Yang Pengfei wouldn't help them get their wages back. If Yang Pengfei didn't help them and didn't force Boss Su to pay back the money, then the girls could forget about getting their wages back from Boss Su. So she said the above, partly because it was the truth, and partly to subtly remind Yang Pengfei that even if he didn't care about the girls, he should at least help them get their wages back from Boss Su for the sake of his sister Xiaoxin.

Yang Pengfei understood the girl's thoughts. He waved his hand and said, "Listen to me first. I just roughly calculated that this person owes you about 50,000 yuan in total. Add to that the medical expenses for you and my sister, let's say 20,000 yuan. And then add my sister's broken phone, let's say 5,000 yuan. That's a total of 75,000 yuan, right? Boss Su, you don't have any objections to my calculations, do you?"

Boss Su looked at Yang Pengfei with shock and fear, wondering what tricks he was up to. She didn't know whether to answer or not, unsure of what to do. "You don't have any money right now? Fine, who told me to run into this mess? I'll pay them for you. A few tens of thousands of yuan is nothing to me," Yang Pengfei said magnanimously.

"Ah!" Boss Su's mouth formed an "O" shape; she simply couldn't believe her ears. Xiao Xin, standing nearby, anxiously asked, "Brother Yang, why are you paying back this bastard's money? I know he has money, he just doesn't want to pay."

Yang Pengfei chuckled and said, "Hehe, since he says he has no money, we have no choice but to believe him. After all, we're all reasonable people, we can't push people too far, right?" With that, Yang Pengfei slowly pulled a keychain from his belt, from which hung a folding knife. He unfolded it; the blade was about eight centimeters long, gleaming coldly, and appeared very sharp.

"What do you want to do?" Boss Su asked fearfully.

"What are you doing? Don't you understand? I can pay your debts for you, but I can't do it for free. I want to leave a mark on you. How about this, you owe 75,000, I'll just say you owe 70,000. One cut is worth 10,000, is that fair? I'll stab each of your seven fingers, then we're even, okay?"

"Ah! No!" Boss Su waved his hands frantically, trying to run out the door. But Yang Pengfei had anticipated this, and he rushed forward to block him, simultaneously kicking him in the stomach. Boss Su immediately clutched his stomach and crouched down in pain.

"Brother Yang, no, don't kill him." Xiao Xin said nervously in Yang Pengfei's ear. Yang Pengfei smiled and patted her shoulder, indicating that everything was alright. The girls, seeing that Yang Pengfei had pulled out a knife and threatened to bleed Boss Su, exchanged glances, assuming that Yang Pengfei was a gangster, and were too scared to even breathe.

Yang Pengfei strolled slowly towards Boss Su, occasionally fiddling with the sharp knife in his hand. Boss Su turned pale with fright. He also assumed Yang Pengfei was a gangster, and gangsters were capable of anything. Thinking this, Boss Su trembled like a leaf, wanting to scream, "Help!" But he knew that his business was the only one on the third floor, and it wasn't even registered. The movers were probably all gone by now, and screaming would be useless. It might even anger Yang Pengfei, making things worse.

"B-Brother, let's talk this out, I...I'll give...okay, okay?" Boss Su stammered.

"Give? Didn't you just say you had no money? Where are you going to get money now? Don't force yourself..." Yang Pengfei drawled.

"Yes, yes, no, no, no, no," Boss Su quickly replied. Hearing Boss Su's words and seeing his disheveled state, the girls couldn't help but smile.

"Where's the money? Hurry up and give it to me." Yang Pengfei said impatiently, "I don't have time to waste with you."

Boss Su trembled as he pulled a bank card from his pocket, his face contorted with grief, and said, "There's 100,000 yuan in here, I..."

"Give it to me." Yang Pengfei snatched the bank card from his hand and said, "What's the PIN?"

"168168."

"You think you can make a fortune doing business like this? Don't dream!" Yang Pengfei said, handing the bank card to Xiao Xin, who was standing nearby, "You and a few girls go to the bank, withdraw the money, and then bring it here for us to share. I'll wait for you here."

"Okay." Xiao Xin took the bank card and went out with the other girls. Yang Pengfei and a few girls remained in the room waiting. About half an hour later, Xiaoxin and the other girls returned. Xiaoxin handed a plastic bag to Yang Pengfei, saying, "The money is all here."

"Hehe, why are you giving it to me? You can take it and divide it among yourselves. Take what you're entitled to, don't be polite with this guy, and don't forget to include your medical expenses."

The girls already considered Yang Pengfei their leader; without his permission, they wouldn't have dared to divide the money. Now, hearing Yang Pengfei say this, they were all overjoyed, saying, "Thank you, Brother Yang!"

"Hehe, don't thank me. The money isn't mine. Besides, this is your rightful wage. Hurry up and divide it, then go home. When you look for a job in the future, be careful who your boss is."

"Okay, Brother Yang." The girls happily divided the money, while Boss Su, watching his 100,000 yuan disappear, wore a heartbroken and desperate expression. Anyone who didn't know better would think he had lost both his parents.

"Brother Yang, there's still this much left," Xiaoxin said, handing Yang Pengfei a stack of money.

"Did you distribute everything?"

"Yes, including everyone's medical expenses."

"Did you take your phone payment?"

"Yes." Xiao Xin smiled sheepishly and said, "I took five thousand." Then she whispered in Yang Pengfei's ear, "Brother Yang, you won't blame me for being greedy, will you?"

Yang Pengfei smiled and shook his head. He looked at the stack of money, estimating there was still twenty thousand left, so he said to Boss Su, "We don't want any more money from you. Here's the rest, you can go now."

Boss Su took the money, said nothing, turned around and left. As he was leaving, he glanced back at Yang Pengfei, his eyes filled with resentment and hatred. Yang Pengfei saw everything but didn't care, thinking, "Such a scumbag, he can't cause any real trouble."

After Boss Su left, the girls surrounded Yang Pengfei, chattering, "Brother Yang, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have gotten our wages back, and we'd have been beaten up by that beast for nothing! Thank you so much!" Xiao Xin

added, "Yeah, Brother Yang, we don't know how to thank you. How about this, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's go to a restaurant and treat you to a meal."

"Yes, yes, Brother Yang, let's go, we'll treat you to a meal," the girls echoed.

Yang Pengfei said, "No, no, I have to go to work later, I don't have time. I appreciate your kindness, and your money isn't easy to come by, so you should save it. Okay, let's go."

"We may not have much money, but if you don't accept our invitation, that's disrespecting us," one girl said.

"Yes, yes, although we don't have much money, we still want to thank those who helped us," another girl said.

Yang Pengfei was at his wits' end with these girls, so he turned to Xiao Xin, hoping to ask for her help. But Xiao Xin just covered her mouth and laughed, ignoring him. Frustrated, Yang Pengfei said, "I really don't have time now. Let's do it another day, okay?"

"Alright then, we'll have Xiao Xin invite you. You absolutely have to come!"

"Come, come, I'll definitely come!" Yang Pengfei said. "Let's hurry out

. It'll be bad if Boss Su comes with a bunch of people later." "Ah!" Upon hearing that Boss Su might be coming with people, the girls turned pale with fright and exclaimed, "Yes, yes, let's go! It'll be really bad if that beast comes!" The girls ran out the door as they spoke, and Yang Pengfei watched from behind, secretly amused.

Yang Pengfei walked behind, and he heard a girl lean on Xiao Xin's shoulder and whisper, "Xiao Xin, when did you meet this handsome guy? I don't know him! Hehe, is he your sweetheart?"

Although

the girl's voice was soft, Yang Pengfei heard it clearly. He saw Xiao Xin blush and whisper, "Don't talk nonsense." She then glanced back at Yang Pengfei, who was also looking at her. Their eyes met briefly, and Xiao Xin quickly looked away, then hurriedly turned her head away. Yang Pengfei clearly saw that Xiao Xin's neck was flushed red. Yang Pengfei found this strange and thought, "Xiao Xin is a woman who has frequented the world of romance for a long time. Although she's no longer in that line of work, she shouldn't be this shy. That girl was just joking." Actually, Yang Pengfei didn't know that even the boldest and most unrestrained girl would become shy in front of someone she liked.

Downstairs, Yang Pengfei said to the girls, "Want me to give you a ride?"

"Hehe!" one of the girls laughed, "There are so many of us, how can you give us a ride? Let's just give Xiaoxin a ride. If we get in the car, Xiaoxin will definitely get angry with us."

"You silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about?" Xiaoxin said shyly.

"Hehe, we won't bother you two anymore, we're going now, bye-bye!" With that, the girls giggled and walked away together. Only Yang Pengfei and Xiaoxin were left standing in front of the car.

"Come on, get in!" Yang Pengfei said, opening the car door for Xiaoxin.

Xiao Xin didn't speak, her face flushed as she got into the car. Yang Pengfei didn't drive off immediately after getting in, but instead stared intently at Xiao Xin. Seeing him so focused on her, Xiao Xin's heart pounded, a mixture of surprise and delight. Her face turned even redder, and after a long pause, she timidly said, "Brother Yang, why are you looking at me like that?"

"I'm checking if your forehead injury is serious. How are you? Does it still hurt? Should we go to the hospital?" Yang Pengfei bombarded her with questions.

Seeing Yang Pengfei's concern, Xiao Xin was both touched and somewhat disappointed. She shook her head and said, "It's nothing, just some superficial wounds. It'll be fine in a few days."

"You should still go to the hospital to get it checked out. Don't let it leave a scar. You girls love being pretty," Yang Pengfei said, half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"But didn't you just say you were going to work?" Xiao Xin was also afraid of leaving a scar and wanted to go to the hospital, but she worried that Yang Pengfei would be late because he was accompanying her.

"It's okay, the company isn't too busy anyway, I'll just make a call to ask for leave." With that, Yang Pengfei took out his phone and called Yu Jie. Ever since Yu Jie threatened him, Yang Pengfei had become increasingly afraid to see her, and had lost his original enthusiasm for work.

"Ms. Yu, I'd like to ask for leave this afternoon." As soon as the call connected, Yang Pengfei said.

"Okay, I don't object to you taking leave, but I also hope you can finish the tasks I assigned you as soon as possible. Alright, that's all, I have other things to do, I'm hanging up."

"Hmph, what's with your arrogance? Just a lousy general manager, what's so special about you?" Hanging up the phone, Yang Pengfei said resentfully.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong? Did the boss not approve your leave? It's alright, I can go to the hospital by myself." Xiao Xin, seeing Yang Pengfei's unhappy expression, thought he was upset because his leave request had been denied.

"Oh, no," Yang Pengfei said. "My leave has been approved, but the boss's attitude was a bit unpleasant. Hehe, that's how bosses are. Anyway, let's not talk about that anymore, let's go." With that, Yang Pengfei started the car and drove towards the hospital.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoxin, I've been back for several days, but I only came to see you today. You won't be mad at me, will you?" Yang Pengfei said as he drove.

"How could I be? Brother Yang, I'm already very happy that you came to see me. Besides, you came at just the right time, helping us get our wages back. I'm so grateful to you, how could I be mad at you?" Xiaoxin said with a charming smile.

"Hehe, that's good."

At the hospital, after examination, Xiaoxin's forehead injury wasn't serious, just a superficial wound. After simple disinfection and bandaging, she was discharged. Before leaving, Xiaoxin turned back and asked, "Doctor, will this leave a scar on my forehead?"

The doctor smiled and said, "You girls are so concerned about your appearance. Don't worry, it's just a superficial wound; it won't leave a scar."

"Thank you, doctor!" Hearing the doctor's reassuring reply, Xiaoxin was overjoyed, even happier than when she received the money. Yang Pengfei, seeing this, couldn't help but smile.

"I'll take you home to rest," Yang Pengfei said as they walked out of the hospital. Xiaoxin

glanced at him and whispered, "But I haven't had lunch yet."

"Oh, right, right, look at my forgetfulness, let's go eat first," Yang Pengfei suddenly realized.

At the dinner table, Yang Pengfei kept piling food onto Xiaoxin's plate, saying, "You were just injured, you need to eat more to replenish your energy."

Xiaoxin looked at the mountain of food in her bowl and said coquettishly, "No, I can't eat all of this."

"No, you have to eat it even if you can't finish it," Yang Pengfei said deliberately with a stern face, like an authoritative parent.

Xiaoxin couldn't help but chuckle, "Brother Yang, do you want me to become a fat woman?"

Yang Pengfei laughed, "You're injured now and need to replenish your energy, you won't gain weight. I don't want to see you become a fat woman either." "

Okay, Brother Yang, even for your sake, I won't become a fat woman." After saying this, Xiaoxin blushed deeply, lowered her head to eat, and didn't dare look at Yang Pengfei.

"Hehe!" Yang Pengfei chuckled twice, thinking to himself, "This little girl seems to be interested in me. Hehe, looks like I've got another romance in the works." He then said, "Come on, eat! So, what are your plans for the future?"

"Plans?" Xiao Xin's face darkened. "What plans can I have? Keep looking for a job! But jobs are really hard to find these days. I have no education, no work experience. Even this job with that unscrupulous boss took a lot of effort to get. Sigh!"

Yang Pengfei knew she was right. It was true; people often say: Bachelors are everywhere, Masters are as common as dogs, only PhDs can really stand out. It was indeed difficult for someone with Xiao Xin's qualifications to find a good job, but Yang Pengfei was also hesitant to let her work for an unregistered, unscrupulous company. After thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered that his secretary, Xiao Huang, had mentioned that the company was short of a receptionist and was currently recruiting. Thinking of this, Yang Pengfei's heart leaped with joy. He knew that receptionist jobs didn't require much education; as long as you were good-looking and eloquent, that was enough. With Xiaoxin's looks, she's perfectly capable of being eloquent. So Yang Pengfei quickly took out his phone and said to Xiaoxin, "You eat, I'll make a call."

"Hello, is this Xiaohuang? This is Yang Pengfei."

"Oh, it's Manager Yang. Didn't you take the afternoon off? What's up?"

"You said last time the company was hiring a receptionist, did you find one?"

"Oh, not yet, but a few people have applied. I told them to wait for news," Xiaohuang said. "Why are you asking? Do you have a suitable candidate?"

"Hehe, you're so clever, you guessed right," Yang Pengfei said with a smile. "I have a friend who's looking for a job, and I'd like her to come to our company. Don't worry, I'm not ordering you around as manager, I just want your recommendation. I think she's perfectly capable of handling the receptionist job."

"Hehe, since you recommend her so much, Manager Yang, then have her come to work tomorrow."

"Hehe, okay, I'll have her come tomorrow." Hanging up the phone, Yang Pengfei said to Xiaoxin, "Alright, everything's settled."

Xiaoxin stared at Yang Pengfei for a long time before finally saying, "You want me to work for your company?"

“Of course I’m willing!” Yang Pengfei said. “Why would I make this call if I wasn’t?”

“But aren’t you afraid that someone in your company will find out what I used to do, and that it will have a bad influence on you?” Xiaoxin lowered her head and said quietly.

“Silly girl, if I were afraid, I wouldn’t have made this call either,” Yang Pengfei said gently. “No matter what you did in the past, as long as you can be an upright person and do an upright job now, no one will look down on you, and no

one has the right to look down on you. So you shouldn’t look down on yourself either. Stand tall and regain your confidence!” “Okay, brother, I’ll listen to you!” Xiaoxin smiled brightly.

“Hmm, that’s right!”

After dinner, Yang Pengfei drove Xiaoxin back to her place and stopped the car in a small alley. Xiao Xin said apologetically, "My rented place is inside. The car can't go in; you have to walk a bit. If you're busy, you can go ahead; you don't need to see me off."

Yang Pengfei chuckled and said, "What? I'm already at your doorstep and you won't let me in? Am I that unwelcome?"

"Oh, no, no!" Xiao Xin said hurriedly, "It's dirty and messy inside; I'm afraid you..."

"Hehe, do you still think I'm some kind of prince? Actually, the place I used to live in was even dirtier and messier than this. Okay, let's go!" With that, Yang Pengfei opened the car door, and Xiao Xin got out of the car.

Yang Pengfei followed Xiao Xin for a long time, winding and turning, before finally arriving at an old-fashioned house. A small, unidentified purplish-red flower bloomed over the courtyard wall, as if welcoming them. Just as Yang Pengfei and Xiao Xin were about to step inside, a thin old woman emerged from the gate. Unlike the unnamed flower, the old woman was not enthusiastic; her sharp, triangular eyes scanned Yang Pengfei like knives. "This is the landlady," Xiao Xin whispered in Yang Pengfei's ear.

After staring at Yang Pengfei like a prisoner for a while, the landlady said to Xiao Xin, "Miss Chang, you should pay your rent for last month. You've been a week late. You absolutely have to pay today, or I'll kick you out. There are plenty of other people who want to rent from me."

Only then did Yang Pengfei realize that Xiao Xin's surname was Chang. Chang Xin took out five 100-yuan bills from her wallet and handed them to the landlady, saying, "Here, this is for last month's rent."

Upon seeing the money, the landlady's attitude immediately changed. She accepted the bills with a beaming smile, saying, "Oh, Miss Chang, I knew you were a person of your word. Actually, it's not that I, Old Lady Zhang, am pressuring you for the money; I've just been really short of cash these past few days. And look at this place, such a nice single room, with a corridor in front, plenty of sunlight, sheltered from the wind and rain. I'm only charging you 500 yuan a month, which is practically free. Besides..."

"We have some things to do, so we'll go inside first," Xiao Xin interrupted her.

"Alright, alright, I won't bother you young people any longer." With that, the landlady left happily.

Entering Xiaoxin's room, Yang Pengfei's first impression was its simplicity. The room was small, containing only a small bed, a desk, and a wardrobe. Besides that, there was nothing else, not even a chair. Although simple, it was clean and tidy.

"Come, please sit!" Xiaoxin invited. Yang Pengfei looked left and right, trying to find a place to sit, as he felt embarrassed to sit on the girl's bed.

"It's alright, just sit on the bed," Xiaoxin said. "I'm sorry, my place is really too simple, there isn't even a chair."

"It's alright, it's very clean, much cleaner than mine, haha!"

"Brother, what would you like to drink?" Xiaoxin asked, her back to Yang Pengfei.

"Anything!"

A moment later, Xiaoxin came out with a coffee pot, steaming hot, filling the small room with a rich aroma of coffee. Yang Pengfei suddenly felt how pleasant it was to smell the rich aroma of coffee and smell the delicate fragrance emanating from a girl in such an unfamiliar place.

"I didn't expect your little house to have such a Western-style thing," Yang Pengfei said, taking a sip of coffee. "Hmm, it really tastes good."

"I like coffee, so I usually carry this little coffee pot with me wherever I go," Xiaoxin said softly. "Do you know why I like coffee?"

"Why?"

"Because coffee is bitter." As she said this, a hint of sadness flashed in Xiaoxin's eyes.

Yang Pengfei smiled and said, "Coffee is naturally bitter, but we can make it sweet." He then added two spoonfuls of sugar to Xiaoxin's cup and stirred it.

Xiaoxin tasted it again and nodded silently.

"Do you mind if I smoke?" Xiaoxin put down her coffee and picked up a pack of elegant women's cigarettes.

"Of course not, I smoke too," Yang Pengfei said, taking out a cigarette as well. He lit it for Xiaoxin first. Her slender, white fingers held the cigarette to her lips with elegant grace, the long, thin white smoke contrasting sharply with her vibrant red lips. Yang Pengfei suddenly realized that if a woman doesn't smoke, she's fine, but if she does, her smoking posture is always quite something.

Xiao Xin exhaled a smoke ring and said, "Brother, to be honest, do you look down on me a little?"

"Why are you bringing this up again?" Yang Pengfei said. "Didn't I tell you before? What you did in the past isn't important; what matters is the future. As long as you respect yourself, no one will look down on you. Besides, having more experiences in life might be a good thing."

Xiao Xin smiled bitterly, her expression poignant and beautiful. She said, "Having more experiences might enrich life, but it's not always fun. It's like this cup of coffee; you add sugar, thinking it will be sweet, but in the end, it's still bitter."

Yang Pengfei pondered for a moment and said, "But if coffee isn't bitter, then why do we drink it?"

Hearing this, Xiao Xin looked at Yang Pengfei intently for a long time, then suddenly said, "Brother, are you married?"

Yang Pengfei was suddenly taken aback. How should he answer her? He didn't want a girlfriend, nor would he consider her a lover. It was a chance encounter, a casual meeting; men always prefer new women.

"These days, who wants to get married? Who still talks about growing old together? It's all so outdated," Yang Pengfei said, deliberately sounding dismissive.

"Really?" Xiaoxin asked, feigning surprise.

"Of course! Love is fleeting these days. Who's going to stay with you forever? Modern people believe in 'out with the old, in with the new,' caring only about what they had, not about forever. Since forever is no longer important, a simple wave goodbye, 'I leave quietly, without taking a single cloud,' is easy to come by and easy to leave," Yang Pengfei continued, his words flowing freely.

Perhaps Yang Pengfei's writing was too literary, as Xiaoxin didn't quite understand, but she showed great interest. She said she had watched Xu Zhimo's TV dramas and liked watching *Dream of the Red Chamber* and *Romance of the Three Kingdoms*, but only as TV dramas, not the original novels, so she didn't have a deep understanding of them.

So, Yang Pengfei started talking to her about Daiyu burying flowers in *Dream of the Red Chamber*; the love story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai; and Xu Zhimo's three women. Xiao Xin listened intently, completely absorbed. Before they knew it, it was already five or six in the evening. Yang Pengfei glanced out the window and saw that the sky was overcast, threatening a heavy rain. Suddenly remembering hearing on the radio in the car that a typhoon was coming that night, he quickly stood up and said, "Oh no! The radio said there's going to be a typhoon tonight. I have to go, or I won't be able to leave later."

"Well... okay then!" Xiao Xin reluctantly stood up and said, "I'll see you off!"

"No, no!" Yang Pengfei quickly waved his hand, "Don't bother seeing me off. It's going to rain soon, you should stay home."

"No, I want to see you off!" Xiao Xin insisted. Yang Pengfei had no choice but to let her go.

When Yang Pengfei emerged from the alley, the sky was completely dark, without a single ray of light. Yang Pengfei quickly got into the car, started the engine, and looked back out the window. He saw Xiaoxin standing at the entrance of the alley. Just as he was about to wave goodbye, she walked from the alley to the car window, and Yang Pengfei hurriedly rolled down the window.

"Oh, by the way, where is your company's address?" Her voice was plaintive and soft.

Yang Pengfei saw that the sky was getting darker and the wind was getting stronger, so he didn't have time to explain in detail. He simply said, "How about this, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Okay, thank you, bye-bye!" Xiaoxin raised her small, white hand and waved to Yang Pengfei.

"Bye-bye!" Yang Pengfei said, then shifted gears, gently pressed the accelerator, and drove towards the Donghai Bridge, the only road he could take back. As Yang Pengfei crossed the Donghai Bridge and turned onto Fortune Avenue, the sky suddenly seemed to press down like a giant, dark cauldron, the trees on both sides of the road began to sway, and the wind picked up. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky, followed by a deafening roar that seemed to explode right on the roof of his car, sending a shiver down Yang Pengfei's spine. Raindrops the size of bowls began to pelt the windshield. Yang Pengfei knew that a rare storm was about to hit the East China Sea.

Yang Pengfei quickly pressed the accelerator, accelerating. As he drove along Fortune Avenue, the rain poured down, the wind grew stronger, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and despite the windshield wipers being on high, the road remained a blur. A deafening roar followed as Yang Pengfei saw a large tree fall in the storm ahead. He slammed on the brakes, the car slid through the rain, almost losing control.

"Ah! That was close!" Yang Pengfei stopped the car in front of the fallen tree; its trunk lay across the road, blocking his path. He had no choice but to reverse and turn around. He drove back onto Fortune Avenue, then back to the Donghai Bridge, taking a detour via another route, finally managing to drive back to his apartment building.

Yang Pengfei parked the car in an open area below, surrounded on three sides by tall buildings, where the storm had subsided considerably. He sat down and let out a long sigh of relief. The rain outside intensified, and the wind howled fiercely. The plane trees in front of the building swayed violently in the wind, and fallen leaves floated on the water's surface. As Yang Pengfei stared blankly at the raging rain, someone called his cell phone.

"Brother Yang!" Xiao Xin's gentle, delicate voice reached Yang Pengfei's ears.

"Xiao Xin, what's wrong?" Yang Pengfei asked, puzzled.

"I..." she stammered, taking a long time to speak, "What terrible weather!" Xiao Xin's voice was filled with fear.

"Yes, what a huge storm! If there's nothing else, you should get some rest," Yang Pengfei said.

"I can't sleep, I'm scared, I want to hear your voice," Xiao Xin's voice choked with sobs.

Yang Pengfei comforted her, telling her jokes, but she cried even harder. It was heartbreaking and pitiful. Yang Pengfei started the engine again while continuing to talk to her, braving the storm to drive towards Xiao Xin's place.

The car stopped outside the alley where Xiaoxin lived. Outside, the rain was still pouring down, accompanied by howling winds and deafening thunder. Yang Pengfei hesitated for a moment, then opened the car door and rushed into the rain. A short while later, Yang Pengfei stood outside Xiaoxin's door, soaked to the bone, and said into his phone, "Sorry, my phone's dead."

Xiaoxin seemed flustered, then said somewhat dejectedly, "Okay, let's stop here for now, thank you!"

Yang Pengfei smiled and said, "If you want to thank me, can you open your door?"

Soon, Xiaoxin opened the door and stared at Yang Pengfei for a long time. Xiao Xin was surprised. When she saw Yang Pengfei standing outside the door, soaking wet, she quickly reached out and pulled him inside. Suddenly, she hugged him tightly and cried, "Why are you so good to me?"

Yang Pengfei gently patted Xiao Xin's shoulder and said, "Nonsense, who told you to call me 'Brother Yang'?"

Seeing Yang Pengfei like this, Xiao Xin felt a little heartache. She held his hand and said, "You'll catch a cold like this. Come on, take off your wet clothes."

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