Hotel Romance

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Author: Unknown
What is love? Love is a misunderstanding, love is a fleeting touch, love has no definition…
yet it always happens unexpectedly. It was on a summer night that she met her.
She was the chairperson of the Lu's Grand Hotel, a young, beautiful, talented, and exceptionally capable woman.
However, this beautiful woman only loved other women, not heroes. But the world changes rapidly. As long as you
have money, even demons and monsters will have a large following, let alone a lesbian. It doesn't
matter, especially in a circle like the hotel industry, where people are even more accustomed to it.
Everything was like a novel plot. In an alley in Fujian City, Lu Zhanrong rescued
Lin Xiaoqing from being assaulted by a lewd man and took her back to her rented apartment.
"Miss, is this the place?" Shi Zhanrong asked Lin Xiaoqing, who was trembling in the back seat, his dark
eyes showing a hint of concern.
Lin Xiaoqing lowered her head, startled by the sudden low female voice, and couldn't help but
scream again.
"Ah... I don't want to, I don't want to..." Lin Xiaoqing thought it was that lecherous man who had almost assaulted her again.
Lin Xiaoqing cried and resisted desperately, her shrill voice echoing throughout the car, causing Lu Zhanrong, who was not
a kind-hearted person to frown. If she weren't so intolerant of men bullying women, she wouldn't have bothered with this little thing.
She got out of the car, opened the back door, and said somewhat angrily, "Miss, Miss, calm down, you
're safe now." Although she was a little impatient and agitated, she still tried to be a good person and
comforted the frightened little woman.
Lin Xiaoqing stared blankly at the beautiful woman with an angry face in front of her, her large, tearful eyes
unable to understand what was happening, and then burst into tears again.
At this moment, Lu Zhanrong truly hated herself for meddling. She wasn't a kind or good person to begin with, and other people's lives and deaths were none of her
business. She only saved this little woman because she couldn't stand the despicable act of men using their natural advantages to bully weak
women.
Now, however, this little woman was giving her a terrible headache!
Honestly, she really wanted to throw this crying, dirty little woman out of the car.
Her obsessive-compulsive disorder would have been unbearable. But, despite the thought, she looked around. A crowd of people were drawn
to Xiao Dong's cries, and some were even approaching to join the commotion. If she left her there,
people would gossip.
Frowning, Shi Zhanrong slammed the car door shut, and the next second, the car was speeding along the asphalt road under the night stars
.
Twenty minutes later, the car pulled into the "Lu's" five-star hotel. Shi Zhanrong handed the car keys to a waiter,
covered the little one with her coat, and carried her into the hotel.
Taking the private elevator to her own suite, she placed the woman in her arms on the large blue bed, then
went into the bathroom for a bath, washing away the day's fatigue.
The warm water caressed her stunning figure, and she fully enjoyed this relaxing moment.
Hearing the bathroom door open, she smiled, a delicate yet unrestrained smile playing on her lips.
Only she would dare to come and ask for her favors.
The Lu's Hotel was a renowned five-star hotel in Fujian City, catering to distinguished guests.
With its comprehensive facilities and top-notch chefs from across the country, it
was a popular accommodation for businessmen.
Lu Zhanrong never hid her status; as the chairman of a prestigious hotel,
she was never short of women, and she readily accepted the pride and arrogance that came with being adored.
She never refused a woman's flattery, especially from beautiful women.
However, she had her own rules.
Women who went too far—no way!
Women who are too greedy are no good!
Women who are too spoiled are also no good!
Therefore, any woman who wants to seduce her must abide by these three rules of the game. Only in this way
can the benefits gained by both parties be long-lasting, and the game will not go astray.
As for lovers, not quite.
Lu Zhanrong doesn't keep lovers; she calls these women "gold diggers."
Women approach her only for money and lust. She is always generous, and because of
this, many socialites in her circle flock to her, seeing her as their sugar daddy, while she sees them as objects of pleasure
.
A pair of slender hands embraced her from behind, roaming over her body, trying to arouse Lu Zhanrong's primal
desires.
She narrowed her captivating eyes, a warm current rising from her lower body, her desire already aroused. She quickly seized
the small hand sliding down, chuckling softly, "Heh...it's Xiaoshi's little hand!"
The woman behind her stamped her foot, pouting her red lips, "Ugh! You were right again!"
Xiaoshi and Shi Zhanrong met at a hotel gathering. Xiaoshi was originally the mistress of a certain entrepreneur, a
well-known socialite in the circle. Hearing rumors of her lavish spending on women, Xiaoshi sought an opportunity to strike up
a conversation.
Their intentions were simple: one wanted money, the other needed a convenient outlet. Therefore,
she abandoned her original sugar daddy and followed Lu Zhanrong.
Lu Zhanrong himself was outstanding—captivating eyes, sensual thin lips, a handsome nose, and alluring
skin—the kind of man women would want to throw themselves at.
Lu Zhanrong caressed Xiaoshi's sexy, round buttocks, kneading them wantonly in his large hands. A smile played on his thin lips.
"Not bad, I like this feel."
Before entering the bathroom, Xiaoshi had already removed all her clothes. She proudly thrust her chest forward,
rubbing against Lu Zhanrong's body. Her delicate hands roamed over her skin, while her red lips ignited
flames all over her body.
Lu Zhanrong preferred experienced women, as they brought more pleasure during sex, like Xiaoshi
, who could bring him fiery passion.
Under Xiaoshi's teasing, it wasn't long before the bathroom was filled with the sensual scent of intercourse and passionate moans.
Panting, combined with the unrestrained, boiling emotions between the two women, brought the flames of passion in the bathroom to their highest point.
"Ah... I want more..."
Xiao Shi's starry eyes were half-closed, and her red lips escaped a moan of ecstasy, fueling Lu Zhanrong's burning desire.
He raised an eyebrow, a wicked smile playing on his lips, and vigorously rubbed Xiao Shi's breasts.
In this contradictory whirlwind of pain and pleasure, Xiao Shi couldn't help but respond even more and demand more.
"Ah... I want more... more..."
Lu Zhanrong indulged her desires, the two hot bodies rubbing against each other...
In the bathroom, as the two bodies fought fiercely, the little woman on the bed slowly woke up.
Lin Xiaoqing slowly opened her eyes, and everything that came into view was something she had never seen before.
Huh? A sky-blue ceiling, a European-style chandelier, beige walls... and, a blue quilt?!
She suddenly sat up, looking around in astonishment.
Everything was so unfamiliar and grand, a stark contrast to the simplicity and old-fashioned state of her own home.
Where...where was she?
Why was she here?
Earlier memories, like a spring, flooded her mind.
She had just finished work at a small restaurant and was about to take the bus home when a
middle-aged man in a gray overcoat and baseball cap dragged her into a deserted alley, intending to assault her.
She gasped, frantically checking her clothes. Aside from being somewhat dirty and her collar being slightly torn
, everything else was intact.
Recalling the chilling scene, if it weren't for a beautiful woman saving her, she would have...
Lin
Xiaoqing hugged herself in fear, afraid to think any further.
Could this be that beautiful woman's residence? Lin Xiaoqing wondered.
Regardless, she needed to properly thank the woman who saved her to express her gratitude.
Lin Xiaoqing got out of bed, trying to find the beautiful woman in this nearly 100-square-meter luxury suite.
However, aside from the luxurious furnishings throughout the room, she didn't see anyone.
Just as she was feeling troubled and worried, she heard a faint sound.
Puzzled, she searched for the source of the sound and, confirming it was coming from the bathroom, she quietly approached.
"Ah...ha...ha..."
"Hmm..."
Lin Xiaoqing frowned slightly, trying to guess what the sound was.
"Ah...again...you're making me feel so good...so good...oh..."
"Oh...ah..."
The closer Lin Xiaoqing got to the bathroom door, the more the sounds of women's moans and cries made her face grow hotter and redder.
The bathroom door wasn't closed, just ajar. Lin Xiaoqing, blushing, quietly pushed it open a little, peeking out
to peek. Then, she felt her mind go blank at the vivid, live-action pornographic scene before her
—and not just any porn, but a lesbian film.
Lin Xiaoqing stared at this scene, her wide eyes showing her astonishment.
Could it be...could this be what they call women "doing what they want to do"?
"Oh my god!"
Lin Xiaoqing was so shocked that she could only stare blankly at everything before her.
The intense lovemaking in the bathroom, besides Xiao Shi being completely absorbed in the act,
had already made Lu Zhanrong, with her naturally keen senses, aware of her presence.
She looked up at the half-open door and saw a pair of clear, beautiful eyes staring at her in astonishment.
It seemed that little woman was awake.
She'd get rid of her in a bit to avoid further trouble.
Lin Xiaoqing couldn't help but gasp softly, then quickly covered her mouth.
Oh! What a blush-inducing sound! But strangely, this kind of sex between women didn't
disgust her.
Although she wasn't entirely clear about this "thing to do," she
had heard classmates discuss it from elementary school to university and knew a little about it. However
, witnessing it firsthand surprised her with its stimulation and intensity, especially since it was between women—it was terrifying
!
What should she do? What should she do? Was she really going to wait for them to come out here? Wouldn't that be incredibly awkward? But
she couldn't find an exit…
Lin Xiaoqing pondered this with frustration, then, like an ostrich, made up her mind—to hide back under the covers.
So, she quickly lay back down on the bed, pretending to still be unconscious.
After achieving her goal, Lu Zhanrong abandoned Xiaoshi, who was still immersed in her climax, put on a robe, left the bathroom, and
her captivating eyes swept around before she walked straight towards the bed.
Lying on the bed pretending to be "unconscious," Lin Xiaoqing pricked up her ears, carefully listening to the approaching footsteps.
Ah! That woman is getting closer, what should she do?
Lin Xiaoqing desperately wanted to open her eyes to see what she was going to do, but thinking of what had just happened… oh! She couldn't muster
the courage.
Lu Zhanrong sat on the edge of the bed, a half-smile on her face, her gaze sweeping over the mound on the bed,
a hint of mockery in her alluring eyes.
Not long after, Xiao Shi emerged naked from the bathroom, her rosy cheeks still flushed, a hint of
satisfaction on her face, revealing her immense enjoyment of Lu Zhanrong's skills in bed.
Lu Zhanrong narrowed her eyes, admiring Xiao Shi's alluring, naked figure.
"Zhanrong, I recently saw a diamond ring I wanted at Xinjie Department Store, will you buy it for me?" Xiao Shi leaned closer
, her voice sweet and coquettish, her mind solely focused on extracting money from her to obtain the desired ring, completely
oblivious to the presence of another woman in bed.
Lu Zhanrong grabbed her coat, pulled a card from the inside pocket, and handed it to Lin Xiaoqing.
"There's a million in there," she said casually.
"A million?" Xiao Shi asked, looking up at her blankly.
Lu Zhanrong usually gave her cash; why was she acting so strangely today? Could it be…?
Xiao Shi had a rough idea of what the next topic would be.
Xiao Dai, being a worldly and intelligent woman, knew that Lu Zhanrong's actions were undoubtedly related to this transaction.
The relationship was over. She smiled knowingly, opening the door first. "I understand what you mean. Thank you for giving
me a wonderful year."
She dressed neatly, holding the one million card, and
gave Lu Zhanrong a final kiss on the cheek. "Goodbye."
In business dealings with employers, it's best not to ask why at the end. This ensures a smoother path for your future
. After all, no T likes a clingy P.
Therefore, after the transaction is complete, the best approach is to part amicably. This is
the experience Xiao Shi learned after several years in the industry.
Hmm! Lu Zhanrong likes smart women.
Lu Zhanrong watched Xiao Shi's graceful departure with admiration.
Lin Xiaoqing, pretending to be unconscious under the covers, was on edge after Xiao Shi left.
Time ticked by, the clock struck one in the morning, and Lin Xiaoqing finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Hey..." Lin Xiaoqing called out to Lu Zhanrong, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed staring at her.
"Only now you realize you're about to wake up?"
Lu Zhanrong placed one hand on Lin Xiaoqing's arm, his eyes fixed on her clear, captivating eyes
with a teasing gaze, while his other hand stroked her hair.
Lin Xiaoqing, both embarrassed and angry, stopped him from moving forward, "You..." She watched as Lu Zhanrong's hand pressed against her
chest, creating an ambiguous position, but she remained oblivious.
Lu Zhanrong scrutinized the woman before him. Her fair and delicate face was unlike the heavily made-up faces of modern urban women. Thick
, arched eyebrows, bright, sparkling eyes, a small, firm nose, rosy lips, and long,
black hair past her shoulders—she was a classic beauty.
Lin Xiaoqing realized the beautiful woman before her was observing her. She nervously swallowed, one hand instinctively
clutching her clothes.
Sensing the woman's nervousness, Lu Zhanrong felt a malicious urge to tease her.
She moved closer, her right hand lightly caressing Lin Xiaoqing's cheek, her voice laced with flirtatious teasing, "I saved you...
how do you plan to repay me?"
Lin Xiaoqing quickly dodged the approaching hand, retreating in a panic to the corner of the bed, "You, you stay away, I'm not...
a lesbian."
Seeing Lin Xiaoqing locked in the corner, Lu Zhanrong felt even more pleased, confining her within her own space.
"Tell me, how do you plan to repay me?"
Hmm... her hair was black, shiny, and smooth—her type.
Hmm... she liked her face too.
Glancing at the petite woman's figure, she pursed her lips inwardly, "I like Lin Xiaoqing's figure too."
Strange, this petite woman, the more she looked at her, the more pleasing she became... she was completely bewildered.
Whether bewitched or not, to Lin Xiaoqing's astonishment, Lu Zhanrong, with his cold, thin lips, kissed her
shocked, slightly parted lips. Thus, he easily explored those lips that no one had ever touched before, wantonly
playing with her delicate tongue.
Lin Xiaoqing's eyes widened in disbelief, a wave of humiliation washing over her. She struggled fiercely, her hands
wildly striking Lu Zhanrong's body.
Lu Zhanrong remained unmoved, letting her attack, his arms tightly encircling her waist, rendering her immobile.
He was lost in the pleasure this strange woman brought him, his hands involuntarily lifting Lu Zhanrong's clothes, searching for those
warm, soft, rounded breasts, kneading them wantonly.
Lin Xiaoqing had never kissed a man before, let alone a woman. This was her first kiss, and the first time, it was
so deep. She was completely drawn into a vortex of passion by this wicked woman. "This pervert,"
she cursed inwardly.
Lu Zhanrong impatiently ripped open Lin Xiaoqing's clothes, his thin lips leaving countless kiss marks on her fair chest. Then
, he tore off her white cotton bra.
When her round, white breasts bounced before her eyes, Lu Zhanrong gasped.
"So beautiful..." Lu Zhanrong praised, worshipping her full breasts with his lips, taking turns ravaging and sucking
on the pink nipples that bloomed in the air.
Lin Xiaoqing flinched at the sudden stimulation, her lips slightly parted, unconsciously moaning, "Oh...
"
"So beautiful..." she sighed softly at Lin Xiaoqing's beauty.
Her jade hand slipped inside Lin Xiaoqing's panties, easily finding the beautiful clitoris that ignited passion, gently
teasing it, arousing the passion within her.
"Mmm... Ah..." Lin Xiaoqing moaned uncontrollably, unable to help but immerse herself in the lust created by Lu Zhanrong
.
Lu Zhanrong squinted at Lin Xiaoqing's face, which was lost in passion, and used his alluring voice to elicit her question,
"Little woman, what's your name? Tell me." His thin lips licked and kissed her delicate, alluring neck.
The sudden, seductive female voice startled Lin Xiaoqing, who stared at everything before her in surprise and shame
.
She abruptly pushed Lu Zhanrong away, frantically clutching her clothes, her face flushed with rage, and shouted, "What are you doing
? You pervert!"
A wave of humiliation washed over her proud heart, and she reached out to slap Lu Zhanrong.
Lu Zhanrong easily grabbed the small hand that was reaching out to her, teasingly saying, "Little woman, what's your name?
Hmm? Tell me."
Lin Xiaoqing was furious to find that she couldn't resist her at all; this woman's strength was too much! She
still arrogantly turned her head away, ignoring her.
Lu Zhanrong's lips curled into a triumphant smile as he leaned down and kissed Lin Xiaoqing's rounded earlobe lightly. "
Tell me, don't make me ask again..." His deep voice carried a chilling threat.
Lin Xiaoqing finally uttered three words helplessly, "Lin Xiaoqing."
Having gotten the answer she wanted, Lu Zhanrong smiled with satisfaction, then stole another kiss on that pink cheek before
giving her space.
Lin Xiaoqing immediately got out of bed warily, looking even more disheveled than when she was attacked by the pervert earlier
. Oh God, how unlucky she was, escaping one wolf's den only to fall into another.
Lin Xiaoqing now felt as if she had fallen into the clutches of another lecherous man, and a perverted one at that
. Her gratitude towards Lu Zhanrong for rescuing her from him had completely vanished; all she wanted was to get away quickly.
She left the house where the pervert was.
"I want to go back," she said softly, her beautiful eyes filled with anger as she stared directly at Lu Zhanrong.
Lu Zhanrong was captivated by her flushed face, a result of her growing interest in Lin Xiaoqing. She
had already made up her mind.
She picked up the phone, pressed the call button, and after a few words, a man appeared respectfully
before her.
"Miss Lu, what are your orders?"
"Take Miss Lin back to her residence safely," Lu Zhanrong instructed the man.
Lu Zhanrong was looking through the documents she had just received from her efficient partner, which contained
all the information about Lin Xiaoqing. Her face was full of worry.
Ye Yi, puzzled by her best friend's unusual behavior, couldn't help but ask, "Rong, I've never seen you inquire about any
woman's background before. Why are you so proactive this time?"
As a well-known t-girl in the industry, Lu Zhanrong had never actively pursued any woman; women almost always
came to him on their own. Lu Zhanrong adhered to the principle of accepting women he found attractive, and only after clarifying the rules of the game would he indulge in one
passionate encounter after another.
Lu Zhanrong pondered the information in her hand.
Lin Xiaoqing, nineteen years old, a sophomore in the English Department of F University, had a simple life on campus and was always alone.
She attended school during the day and worked at the "Lost Love" coffee shop until 11 pm after class. Her private life was simple, and she had no intimate
boyfriend.
Nineteen years old...
Lu Zhanrong stared at the number on the information and realized that Lin Xiaoqing was very young, which made the ideas that were gradually forming in her mind
retreat somewhat.
Originally, Lu Zhanrong planned to make this young woman, whom she had inadvertently discovered, her lover to satisfy her growing
interest and physical needs. Once she grew tired of her, she would
give her money and send her on her way, just like she had with her previous women.
However, her age made Lu Zhanrong hesitate, and Lin Xiaoqing wasn't in the entertainment circle, which gave her
a strange feeling.
Although she was promiscuous and enjoyed the pleasures of sex, she hadn't previously been fond of younger
women, especially those still in school.
Ye Yi noticed her friend's furrowed brow, seemingly because of certain words on the document, and curiously leaned closer to look.
"Huh? 逝爱…" Isn't this where that young woman works?
"What, do you know where it is?" Lu Zhanrong looked back at her friend, asking.
"Yeah! I've been there a few times." Ye Yi's tone was reserved.
Lu Zhanrong's gaze returned to the document in front of her; she was quite annoyed by Lin Xiaoqing's age.
"Why are you frowning?"
Lu Zhanrong flicked the words on the paper with his index finger. "She's too young, and not in the industry. I don't touch
women who don't play games."
Girls this age usually idolize blind love, which is too troublesome for her, and
she also has to plan how to "turn this little guy gay."
Ye Yi glanced at her best friend, raising her eyebrows. She found it unbelievable that Lu Zhanrong would care about someone's age
. This guy was the kind of heartless guy who never let go of a woman he liked.
"Let me remind you, you just ended a passionate and romantic
'age-gap' game with an eighteen-year-old girl last year," Ye Yi said coolly.
Lu Zhanrong waved his hand and said in a low voice, "That's different.
I only got together with Chen Zhiqiang's daughter because I wanted him to withdraw from the competition. Besides, that girl was a playboy in the industry, and she didn't care at all.
So, I had no reason to convince myself to say no."
There was no reason not to accept a girl who offered herself up, was open-minded, and could bring her benefits
.
Ye Yi rolled her eyes. "How is it different? I remember you weren't bound by so many restrictions before
." She both loved and hated her best friend, loving her extraordinary excellence and hating her womanizing ways. However, to be clear
, this love was purely platonic, while Lu Zhanrong's womanizing was a real headache for her. She didn't know
how to persuade this troublemaker, and Ye Yi was genuinely worried that this rascal would one day face retribution.
Lu Zhanrong pondered for a moment, then a sudden flash of inspiration came to her from the documents in her hand.
Lin Xiaoqing…
Her eyes sparkled. "Yi, has the acquisition of Xuanlin Hotel been finalized?"
"Almost. Only that old man Lin Shikun is willing to sign the transfer contract."
Ha! She hadn't expected that the information she gathered to deal with Lin Shikun would come in handy again.
She really had to reward that incredibly efficient informant.
Lu Zhanrong had thought of a great way to get Lin Xiaoqing to come to her!
She smiled confidently; she had an absolute advantage for future developments.
Lin Xiaoqing stared in disbelief at the white-haired old man before her.
"How can you expect me to believe you're my grandfather?" she asked in a low voice, trying to suppress her rising emotions
.
Lin Shikun had anticipated that the little girl wouldn't believe him easily. He calmly instructed one of his subordinates to bring
out several photo albums and a brown paper bag, handing them to Lin Xiaoqing.
"These photo albums will contain the answers you seek. Also, this is our DNA test report."
Lin Xiaoqing hesitated for a moment, then picked up the brown paper bag, opened it, and took out the documents inside, reading them carefully.
After a while, she flipped through the photo albums again before looking helplessly at the old man.
Lin Shikun straightened his back, his sharp eyes, though aged, glaring at her. "Little girl, aren't you going to call me grandfather?"
he said calmly and steadily.
Lin Xiaoqing remained silent.
This was all too bizarre!
How could an orphan who grew up in an orphanage since the age of eight, never having known the taste of family affection, suddenly have
a famous grandfather in the culinary world?
"Excuse me, before I accept all of this, could you please answer a few questions for me?" Lin Xiaoqing inquired
.
Lin Xiaoqing raised his right eyebrow: He thought to himself, "This little girl is really difficult to deal with. I'll see what kind of trouble she has up her sleeve."

"Go ahead and ask 　　. "
"As far as I can remember, I've only ever lived with my mother until she passed away when I was eight. Then I
was sent to an orphanage… Why didn't you come looking for me during those eleven years?" Her voice trembled as
she asked the question that had been nagging at her.
Lin Shikun lowered his eyes, his once sharp gaze now clouded with deep melancholy. "Because until a
week ago, I had no idea you existed."
He sighed heavily, slowly recounting the events that had been hidden in his heart for so many years.
"On June 16th, twenty years ago, your father and mother were supposed to get married, but
your father was in a car accident on his way to pick up your mother…" As he spoke of this painful memory,
Lin Shikun's eyes were filled with sorrow.
"The joyous wedding procession turned into a road to death—something I never expected. Your mother,
overwhelmed with grief, went blind and had to be rushed to the hospital, where we discovered she was pregnant. At that time, I was happy
that your mother was carrying you; at least I wouldn't feel so regretful. But not long after, I heard that she
had fallen down the stairs due to a sudden emotional outburst and miscarried. Unexpectedly, just a week ago, I learned that your
mother hadn't miscarried at all, so I had someone investigate. When I saw your photo, I was almost
certain that you were my granddaughter! You and your father are practically identical. And when the DNA test
results came back, it was indeed the news that made me overjoyed…" He smiled with relief.
Lin Xiaoqing's mother, as she remembered her, was indeed blind. As a child, she had asked her mother why she could
n't see, but her mother always wept and never explained.
Now, she finally understood her mother's pain.
"But why did the miscarriage rumor spread?"
"Sigh! Actually, Grandpa doesn't blame your maternal grandfather's family for such deception. Your maternal grandfather was afraid I
would fight with your mother for custody of you, so he spread this false news. Given your mother's situation at the time
, I believed it." Lin Shikun's eyes showed relief and understanding.
Lin Xiaoqing could also understand her grandfather's protective instincts; he feared his daughter wouldn't be able to withstand a second blow,
so he chose to use a lie to protect her.
Flipping through the photo albums in her hands, filled with pictures of her parents' courtship, and
one containing their wedding photos, Lin Shikun knew the girl before him believed eight or nine parts of it. 　　He felt an indescribable pity and pride for this granddaughter he had only recognized
nearly twenty years later . 　　This girl seemed truly sensible and sentimental; judging from her reddened eyes and tearful expression, 　　she was a person of deep feeling. 　　After a long while, Lin Xiaoqing finally spoke, her voice trembling and choked with sobs, "Grandpa...Grandpa..." 　　After recognizing her relatives, Lin Xiaoqing was taken back to the Lin family mansion, officially returning to her ancestral home. She found that everyone in the Lin family was very warm and friendly, and they 　　doted 　　on her, the young lady who had been sent to an orphanage since childhood . 　　The nanny, Aunt Sun, always complained that she was too thin, and almost every day she would cook a pot of chicken soup to fatten her up. 　　Aunt Sun's granddaughter, Xiaomei, also pestered her to tutor her every day. 　　The gardener, Uncle Wu, was in cahoots with Aunt Sun, trying every possible way to make 　　up for the nutrition she had lost over the past nineteen years. 　　Lin Xiaoqing was often left both amused and exasperated by them. 　　The Lin family mansion was neither large nor small. The nearly 100-square-meter Japanese-style building stood in a suburb of Fukue City 　　, where only her grandfather, Aunt Sun, Uncle Wu, Xiaomei, and she lived. 　　Grandpa often told her stories about her parents, and she would listen intently, absorbed in his aged yet 　　resonant voice, drawing upon those past experiences. 　　"When I was young, I was reckless and made enemies with some gang members, getting myself into a bloody mess that led to 　　decades of vendettas. That's why your father's wedding car was sabotaged because of me… Alas! 　　It was then that I truly understood that a life of fighting and killing not only brings psychological pressure but also harms 　　those around you. So, I gradually withdrew from the underworld; I never wanted to touch that bloody life again 　　…" Lin Shiqing shook his head, feeling ashamed and remorseful for the harm caused by his past ignorance. 　　"Grandpa, everyone has moments of confusion. Although you lose many people and things, think about it: in the end, you 　　also gave up the life that led you astray. Now, you've found me! I can stay with 　　you forever," Lin Xiaoqing comforted the old man gently. 　　She had once secretly resented her father for abandoning her and her mother, leaving her mother to weep every day and 　　depriving her of a father's love. Only after her mother's death did the resentment gradually fade. 　　Now, knowing the whole story, she finally faced it with equanimity. 　　She didn't blame her grandfather for indirectly causing her parents' separation, because she knew her father had 　　n't abandoned her and her mother, but rather couldn't escape death, leaving her mother with regrets and tears. 　　The old man before her had regretted his past mistakes for many, many years. She couldn't blame him, nor 　　could she hate him; she only wanted to do her best to be filial to him. 　　Lately, she had noticed her grandfather frowning, staring at the television news and stock market. She had asked Aunt Sun 　　and Uncle Wu about it, but they remained silent. 　　"Grandpa, I often see you with a furrowed brow lately. Is something bothering you?" she asked worriedly. 　　Lin Shikun looked at his affectionate granddaughter and sighed, "It seems it's time you knew." He walked to the windowsill 　　, gazing at the light drizzle outside. "Do you know how Grandpa found out about you? It was 　　the chairman of the Lu's Grand Hotel who gave me the information. Immediately, I humbled myself and went to question that vixen, but unexpectedly, she... 　　" 　　He couldn't bring himself to say it to his kind granddaughter. 　　Lu's and Xuan Lin had always considered each other thorns in their side. In recent years, since Lu Zhanrong took over as 　　chairman, pushing Lu's into the international arena, Xuan Lin's revenue had steadily declined, even falling to its lowest point two years ago.

The company was already operating at an unsustainable loss rate. Now, the Lu family planned to acquire Xuanlin to boost
their revenue in Fujian City.
Lu Zhanrong's different sexual orientation and frivolous lifestyle were common knowledge in the business world, but why
was he targeting Lin Xiaoqing, a university student?
Even more shameless, Lu Zhanrong actually used Lin Xiaoqing as… How 　　could he bear it! 　　Lin Shikun's eyes reddened with anger, his whole body trembling. He slammed his cane heavily on the wooden floor. "That
vixen! 　　I, Lin Shikun, would rather go bankrupt than sell my precious granddaughter!" he 　　roared angrily. 　　Lin Xiaoqing looked helplessly at her suddenly angry grandfather, knowing she had to quickly calm him down 　　, as he suffered from high blood pressure. 　　"Grandpa, please don't say anything more. I don't want to know. Don't get angry; it's not good for your health." She 　　patted Lin Shikun's slightly hunched back, a back etched with the marks of countless hardships he had endured. 　　Lin Shikun calmed himself, suppressing his anger, and said in a deep voice, "Xiaoqing, promise Grandpa that no matter 　　what happens in Xuanlin, you won't go to Lu Zhanrong, understand?" 　　Lin Xiaoqing didn't know why her grandfather said this, nor did she know who Lu Zhanrong was, but the most important 　　thing right now was to appease her angry grandfather. So she nodded, giving him an answer. 　　"Okay, Xiaoqing promises you." 　　Even so, Lin Shikun knew Lin Xiaoqing's personality. If something really happened to Xuanlin in the future, 　　she would definitely run to that vixen... 　　No, no, she was too naive and would never be a match for Lu Zhanrong. 　　Now, besides trying to make an agreement with Aunt Sun, Uncle Wu, and Xiaomei not to let Lin Xiaoqing know about the matter 　　, Lin Shikun also had to find a way to cut off all sources from which Lin Xiaoqing could get the news. 　　Lu Zhanrong smiled confidently. 　　In the past few days, major media outlets had been reporting the news that Lu's Group was going to take over Xuanlin, even making headlines in major newspapers. 　　Lin Shikun had kept this a secret from his precious granddaughter, and it seemed unlikely he could stop her now! 　　Lu Zhanrong arrogantly imagined various scenarios of Lin Xiaoqing begging her, and how to pluck 　　that pure wild lily… 　　Ye Yi, seeing the sly smile on her friend's face, couldn't help but interrupt, “Rong, I've never seen you go to 　　such lengths for a woman. You wouldn't actually have feelings for Lin Xiaoqing this time, would you?” 　　Lu Zhanrong's smile vanished. “You're overthinking it, Yi.” Without further ado, she dismissed her friend's 　　speculation with a single sentence. 　　Ye Yi shook her head helplessly. 　　Indeed, Lu Zhanrong had never gone to such lengths for anyone before, but this time she had set a 　　trap to lure Lin Xiaoqing in, seemingly violating her usual principles. 　　However, her desire for Lin Xiaoqing was undeniable. 　　Although Lu Zhanrong herself was puzzled by her actions, she immediately dismissed the thoughts in her mind. 　　To obtain a woman, doing so was not wrong. 　　At least after she had tasted its beauty, there was no reason for her to let go; it went against her nature. 　　Ye Yi didn't reply, only pondering quietly. 　　Those involved are often blinded, while bystanders see clearly. 　　It seemed Lu Zhanrong hadn't noticed that she was truly different from before, and as for the reason, perhaps 　　only her subconscious would know. 　　After finishing her last class, Lin Xiaoqing packed up her books and prepared to go home. 　　Since recognizing her grandfather, she hadn't gone to work and had given up her rented apartment. 　　Now, she wholeheartedly wanted to stay by her grandfather's side and share family happiness with him. 　　But recently, her grandfather's brow seemed even more furrowed. Lin Xiaoqing helplessly noticed this; she couldn't 　　understand what her grandfather was troubled by and felt frustrated about. 　　She asked Aunt Sun, Uncle Wu, and Xiao Mei, but everyone claimed they didn't know, couldn't say, or couldn't explain. Moreover, when 　　she wanted to watch the news on TV or read the newspaper, they would always find a way to stop her or distract her, which made 　　her even more worried. 　　Although she knew nothing about the family business, her woman's intuition told her that her grandfather seemed 　　troubled by it. 　　She went to a bookstore and bought many business magazines, weekly newspapers, and today's paper, believing she 　　could find the answer there. 　　Back home, she chatted and ate with everyone as usual, listening to her grandfather recount past events 　　. 　　That night, back in her room, she took out all the magazines and newspapers, slowly searching for the answer. 　　Flipping through them, a few lines of large, bold text caught her attention— 　　Xuanlin Hotel was suffering from annual losses, and the Lu family had decided to acquire it. 　　Xuanlin wouldn't agree, but Lu Zhanrong was confident he could take it over. 　　Lu Zhanrong pointed out that Xuanlin's annual losses were something she had anticipated. As the Lu family expanded nationwide 　　and climbed the national hotel rankings, many businesspeople and tourists were drawn to the Lu family name. Of 　　course, all of the services offered by the Lu family satisfied guests, allowing them to maintain 　　their leading position in the Fujian hotel industry… 　　Lin Xiaoqing carefully studied all the materials, her brows furrowing deeper with each report. 　　Finally, she found the reason for her grandfather's constant worry these past few days. Lin Xiaoqing sadly realized that this 　　man in his seventies carried a heavy burden, and she was powerless to share his burdens. " 　　I, Lin Shikun, would rather go bankrupt than sell my precious granddaughter." 　　Lin Xiaoqing recalled the words her grandfather had blurted out that day when he suddenly lost his temper. 　　Sell her? 　　What exactly happened? 　　Lin Xiaoqing racked her brains but couldn't find an answer. 　　Her gaze fell on the magazine, and the name Lu Zhanrong entered her mind… 　　It seemed that only by finding Lu Zhanrong could everything be explained. 　　Having made up her mind, she decided to go to the Lu's Grand Hotel after class tomorrow to find Lu Zhanrong and get to the bottom of things. 　　Standing downstairs at the Lu's Grand Hotel, Lin Xiaoqing suddenly had a familiar feeling, but she couldn't remember what it was. 　　She took a deep breath, trying to relax.

She felt nervous about facing Lu Zhanrong.
She was afraid that coming alone and lacking eloquence would only strengthen Lu Zhanrong's resolve to take over Xuanlin.
Mustering her courage, she told herself not to give up easily before even trying.
She entered the hotel, and someone immediately came to serve her.
"Hello, Miss, my surname is Chen. It's a pleasure to serve you. Are you here to rest or stay overnight?" the waitress
greeted politely.
Lin Xiaoqing paused for a moment before saying, "Excuse me, I'm here to see Chairman Lu."
The waitress's smile remained unchanged. "Okay. May I ask your surname, Miss? I'll inform your superior."
"Lin Xiaoqing."
The waitress spoke a few words at the front desk, and the receptionist skillfully picked up the microphone, quickly said a few
words, and then professionally invited Lin Xiaoqing to the chairman's office on the twentieth floor.
Lin Xiaoqing stared at the floor numbers displayed in the elevator; with each floor, her heart pounded, anticipating
the scene that awaited her.
The elevator quickly reached the twentieth floor. She stepped out and was greeted by a seemingly experienced middle-aged female secretary
who smiled.
"Are you Miss Lin?"
Lin Xiaoqing smiled back. "Yes."
Soon after, Lin Xiaoqing was led to a black door with the words "Chairman's Office" written on it. After the secretary
reported back, a slightly magnetic, low-pitched female voice came from inside.
Lin Xiaoqing frowned slightly.
The voice was familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it before.
"Come in."
Lin Xiaoqing entered the black door alone. A beautiful face came into view, reminding her
of that night she had forgotten, the scene of being groped.
She glared angrily at the beautiful face with its ambiguous smile, her emotions unspoken, fully
displayed on her flushed face.
Lu Zhanrong, far from being angry at Lin Xiaoqing's reaction, laughed arrogantly, "Hehe! We meet again.
I suppose you're here about the Xuanlin acquisition case!"
"I didn't expect it to be you..." she lowered her voice, "Why exactly did you do this to my grandfather?"
Lu Zhanrong shrugged, "The business world is like a battlefield. When you see your prey, you're ruthless, unless..." She
paused, her mesmerizing eyes locking onto Lin Xiaoqing's beautiful face.
Lin Xiaoqing remained silent, her bright eyes fixed on her with hostility, a sense of unease rising within her. She was certain that
what Lu Zhanrong was about to say would not be what she wanted to hear.
Lu Zhanrong narrowed her eyes slightly. She disliked the way this little woman looked at her with eyes that seemed to regard her as an enemy
.
"If you're willing to exchange yourself for Xuanlin, I'll consider letting Xuanlin go," she said ambiguously.
Lin Xiaoqing couldn't decipher the meaning behind his words. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly. "What do you mean?"
Lu Zhanrong stepped forward, brazenly tossing her dark hair. His alluring voice became slightly hoarse. "
Don't understand? Then you should understand what happened that night." He inhaled
the sweet fragrance emanating from his soon-to-be-captured prey.
Lin Xiaoqing, both ashamed and anxious, pulled her hair back and took several steps back, widening the distance between them. Her ears still
couldn't believe what she had just heard.
"You...you want me to be your lover? I said I'm not a lesbian, you pervert!"
she shrieked.
Lu Zhanrong chuckled easily, moving even closer to her. "Smart, I like your body, so beautiful, so soft
..."
Lin Xiaoqing covered her ears in shame, crying out, "You pervert! How could you do this! You're a super
devil!"
Lu Zhanrong pulled away her defensive little hands. "What did you say? Say it again if you dare."
She didn't care what others thought of her sexual orientation; she didn't care at all. But for some reason, she just didn't like hearing
Lin Xiaoqing say such things; it sounded particularly grating. She vowed that no matter what, she would get this
woman who dared to insult her to her face.
Facing a face flushed with anger, yet still beautiful and charming, Lin Xiaoqing shrank back uncomfortably
.
She believed that if she were to strike, she would definitely suffer.
"If you just satisfy my physical needs, I'll consider letting go of Xuanlin, which your grandfather worked so hard to build.
It's a very simple and easy deal, isn't it? Why hesitate? Hmm?"
She knew Lin Xiaoqing was afraid of her, but she disliked Lin Xiaoqing's terrified expression even more; it made her
very uncomfortable. Therefore, she loosened her grip on Lin Xiaoqing's hands.
Feeling the restraints loosen, Lin Xiaoqing tried to pull away, but was gripped tightly again. This time, however, she didn't
hurt Lin Xiaoqing.
Lin Xiaoqing glared at her, "You...you've gone too far."
She hadn't misheard Lu Zhanrong's words. Consider? Lu Zhanrong actually said consider!
No wonder her grandfather didn't let her know the whole story; this perverted woman had actually proposed such a condition for exchange
.
Lin Xiaoqing raised her head, "I can agree, but you must guarantee to completely abandon the acquisition of Xuanlin,
not just consider it."
She chose to back down for the sake of her grandfather's life's work and all the employees of Xuanlin who relied on this salary
. Lu Zhanrong
pondered for a moment. The current situation differed slightly from her original plan. She had initially intended to observe
Lin Xiaoqing's reaction before making a decision, but now it seemed the only way to obtain her was to abandon the acquisition. Although
this wouldn't significantly impact the future development of the Lu family, it would still be a loss…
After considering for a moment, Lu Zhanrong chose the woman before her.
"The deal is done, as you say." Having given her promise, Lu Zhanrong released her, only to notice
the tears in her eyes.
"Did I hurt you, so you cried?" Frowning slightly, she examined her small hands, finding
red bruises. Her heart tightened involuntarily, and she gently touched the marks. "Does it hurt?" she asked softly.
Lu Zhanrong herself didn't understand why she suddenly felt such pity. But she truly disliked
seeing Lin Xiaoqing injured.
Ignoring Lu Zhanrong's sudden tenderness, Lin Xiaoqing withdrew her hands and coldly asked, "
A transaction needs a time limit. Let's set a time so I can be mentally prepared."
She cried because she had to break her promise to her grandfather.
"You..." Lu Zhanrong was furious at her ungratefulness. His eyes flashed. "Very well, one year." Leaning closer to
Lin Xiaoqing, Lu Zhanrong maliciously said, "I'll spend a year playing with you until I'm tired of you."
Lin Xiaoqing's face turned pale.
After class, Lin Xiaoqing went to the top floor of Lu's building as arranged. With a pass, she easily entered Lu
Zhanrong's private suite.
With a cold face, her emotions clearly displayed, Lin Xiaoqing was neither afraid nor flustered about what was to come.
It was only four o'clock. Lin Xiaoqing picked up her homework from her bag and studied it, waiting for Lu Zhanrong's return.
Time passed by, and before she knew it, it was past seven o'clock. She stretched, put down her homework,
rubbed her rumbling stomach, and considered whether to go downstairs for dinner...
As soon as Lu Zhanrong entered the room, she saw Lin Xiaoqing with a worried look on her face. She put down her black briefcase and asked
, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" She lifted Lin Xiaoqing's face and looked at her with concern.
Lin Xiaoqing shook her head, subtly pulling away from his hand, and said coldly, "If you're going to do it, hurry up. I
have a report to hand in tomorrow."
Lu Zhanrong was angered by her attitude and wanted to explode, but upon hearing that she had to rush to her report, she suppressed her anger and
pointed to the computer in the corner of the room, "You can use it yourself if you want."
Lu Zhanrong told herself that she was still young, and she should be more accommodating and understanding…
Why did she have these thoughts? Even Lu Zhanrong herself didn't understand what was wrong with her.
She felt inexplicably sorry for Lin Xiaoqing. Was it just
because she wanted to maintain peace between them and make the atmosphere less tense during the next year together?
That was the only explanation she could come up with.
Then, in front of Lin Xiaoqing, Lu Zhanrong actually took off her silk shirt and pants, and
went into the bathroom naked.
Although she was also a woman, Lin Xiaoqing blushed with embarrassment, but inwardly marveled at Lu Zhanrong's stunning figure.
Good heavens! How could such a beauty only love women and not men? What a pity! Lin Xiaoqing was
startled by her own thought; she had no aversion to any of this.
Although she had seen her body before, it was in the bathroom, and the mist made it blurry. This time,
she saw it clearly, which made her admire it from the bottom of her heart once again.
With her master's permission, she immediately turned on the computer and happily typed the report due the next day.
Not long after, Lu Zhanrong, with his long, still-damp hair and wearing a beige bathrobe, elegantly appeared
before her.
"A lot?"
A somewhat cold voice rang in Lin Xiaoqing's ears. Lu Zhanrong leaned slightly forward, his gaze falling on the computer screen,
watching her fingers fly across the keyboard as she typed the report. Lu Zhanrong noticed that she typed very quickly.
"Have you practiced typing?" Lu Zhanrong asked again.
Lin Xiaoqing didn't turn around, her expression focused on the report, and softly said, "No."
Lu Zhanrong frowned, displeased by Lin Xiaoqing's nonchalant attitude, but didn't show it. He sat alone on the sofa, sulking, and listlessly ate 　　the exquisite dinner
that the waiter had brought in sometime earlier . 　　Time passed quickly; the hour hand pointed to nine, the minute hand to eight. Only then did he see 　　the little woman at the computer desk stretch, send out the report with a satisfied expression, and shut down the computer. Before 　　Lin Xiaoqing could even react, Lu Zhanrong pulled her into his arms, and a large pile of food awaited 　　her. 　　"I thought you hadn't had dinner yet, so I ordered one for you." 　　Lin Xiaoqing was suddenly hugged and fell onto Lu Zhanrong's lap. The next second, 　　food was stuffed into her mouth. She whimpered and couldn't open her mouth to complain, which made Lu Zhanrong chuckle. 　　Lin Xiaoqing glared at Lu Zhanrong, and after struggling to finish the food she was forced to eat, 　　she couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious food in front of her and shifted her attention to a plate of steamed cod, which she began to devour. 　　Lin Xiaoqing was indeed very hungry, so hungry that she forgot to call home to tell her grandfather that she would be home late tonight 　　... 　　Suddenly, her bright eyes widened, and she quickly picked up her phone, briefly told her grandfather a few words, and then 　　continued to fill her stomach with peace of mind. 　　"It seems you really have been hungry for a long time. Next time, remember to eat dinner first before reporting, understand?" Lifting 　　a few strands of hair that fell beside Lin Xiaoqing's ear, Lu Zhanrong's eyes narrowed slightly, locking onto her fair neck like she had spotted prey 　　, and gently licking and kissing it. 　　Lin Xiaoqing trembled, stopped what she was doing, and obediently let Lu Zhanrong vent his 　　desire on her body. 　　For her grandfather's sake, she had to endure it; it was only a year, it would pass quickly... she comforted 　　herself. 　　"Qing, are you full?" Lu Zhanrong gently asked, nibbling at her rounded earlobe, then chuckled, 　　"Even if you're not full yet, I still need to begin tonight's purpose." 　　Lin Xiaoqing nervously closed her eyes, not daring to look at the beautiful woman staring at her, wondering 　　why she was calling her so intimately. 　　Lu Zhanrong gently unbuttoned her white shirt, one button, two buttons, three buttons… 　　Even Lu Zhanrong herself didn't understand why she was so hungry for a child, even 　　thinking about this little thing during the chairman's meeting, so she couldn't wait to come over as soon as the meeting ended. 　　Lin Xiaoqing suppressed the urge to pull Lu Zhanrong's hand away, afraid that if she was unhappy, she would take it out 　　on Xuan Lin. 　　"Nervous?" Lu Zhanrong asked gently. 　　Lin Xiaoqing didn't speak, but her body, trembling like leaves in autumn, clearly told Lu Zhanrong 　　the answer, only those tightly closed bright eyes were dazzling to her. 　　"I like having sex with women who are fully conscious. Open your eyes," Lu Zhanrong commanded sternly. 　　Lin Xiaoqing slightly opened her eyes, revealing stubbornness, defiance, and...resistance. 　　Lu Zhanrong was immediately enraged by this discovery.

Endure? She was actually enduring the intimacy that was about to unfold between them!
Frustrated, Lu Zhanrong stopped what she was doing, leaving the soft, fragrant body beneath her, and stood by the window, lost in thought.
Holding a woman who harbored negative feelings towards her had never been a source of pleasure for Lu Zhanrong. She wanted
the woman she held to willingly accept the passion she offered, not like Lin Xiaoqing now, so
tense, anxious, and afraid…
Lin Xiaoqing sat up, looking at Lu Zhanrong with confusion.
Lin Xiaoqing pulled up her shirt, which had been pulled down to her waist, and silently put it on, quietly waiting for the silence to pass.
Finally, Lu Zhanrong turned around, letting out a heavy sigh and saying, “I’ll take you
home.”
Then she got up, grabbed her car keys, and walked towards the door.
Lin Xiaoqing quickly packed her things and followed her step by step.
Although she didn’t know why Lu Zhanrong would let her go, she felt a sense of relief.
However, if she let him drive her home, her grandfather would definitely find out about their deal.
Just as Lu Zhanrong drove the car to a bend about a hundred meters from the Lin family's house, Lin Xiaoqing quickly told
him to stop.
"I'll get off here." After saying that, she unbuckled her seatbelt and immediately opened the door.
This swift and decisive action, taking only a few seconds, looked to Lu Zhanrong like she was running for her life.
Lu Zhanrong raised an eyebrow, and the next second, he grabbed her waist, making her fall backward onto his chest in an extremely unnatural position.
Before Lin Xiaoqing could even cry out, she had already been assaulted by Lu Zhanrong.
Damn it! He would let her off the hook for now, but Lu Zhanrong still wanted some real enjoyment to comfort himself
in his loneliness tonight. Lu Zhanrong thought angrily, and kissed her more deeply and more unrestrainedly.
Lin Xiaoqing's waist was bearing tremendous support, and this unnatural movement was making her waist feel like it was about to break.
She pushed Lu Zhanrong away, angrily shouting, "You're so weird! If you wanted to kiss me, why didn't you just say
so? Why did you suddenly pull me? My back is so sore!" She rubbed her aching back, her big eyes staring at
the culprit.
Lu Zhanrong was stunned by Lin Xiaoqing's unusual reaction.
He thought Lin Xiaoqing would scold him for sneaking a kiss, but instead, she blamed him for making her back
sore.
This woman was really too cute.
Lu Zhanrong couldn't help but chuckle.
"Why are you laughing?" She stared at Lu Zhanrong as if he were a monster.
His smile faded, and Lu Zhanrong pulled her closer, forehead to forehead, and whispered, "I'm laughing because you're cute." Then
, he captured her lips, sucking and nibbling wantonly.
The cool summer evening breeze blew along the quiet road, enveloping the two of them.
A strange feeling stirred the heart of a young girl just beginning to experience love. Uncontrollably, Lin Xiaoqing relaxed her
long-tense body and mind, silently accepting the passion Lu Zhanrong offered.
A soft moan pulled Lu Zhanrong back to his senses. He released Lin Xiaoqing, his voice hoarse with desire
, his breath hot and heavy. "This isn't a good place..." He licked his lips again before adding, "Next time, I won't
let you off so easily like tonight, understand?"
Blushing, Lin Xiaoqing pushed him away, startled by her own reaction. Had she gone mad? She
had actually felt something from that horrible, passionate kiss, a feeling she found incredibly pleasurable and desirable. She quickly got out of the car and
ran towards the Lin residence.
Lu Zhanrong followed, watching her safely enter the house. He noticed the fleeting glance she gave him before going inside
, her beautiful eyes filled with panic and helplessness.
Seeing the panic and helplessness in Lin Xiaoqing's eyes, Lu Zhanrong felt a pang of nausea. She looked up at the starry sky;
the September summer was still sweltering.
But in that instant when Lin Xiaoqing turned around, she felt as if she were back in spring, months had already passed
.
This feeling was like returning to her high school days over a decade ago, to the feeling of her first love. She thought
of her first woman, a woman who had hurt her deeply.
"Idiot!" Lu Zhanrong scolded herself, pulling herself back from her daze and turning back to the car.
Soon, the car was speeding along a country road on the outskirts of the city.
"Lin Xiaoqing, this is the Western literature notebook I borrowed from you last week. Here you go."
Lin Xiaoqing, who had been engrossed in "Pride and Prejudice," looked up at the familiar male voice in front of
her.
"It's you, Zhu Shoudong." Remembering that they were classmates in the next class who took Western literature together, she
greeted him warmly with a smile.
Zhu Shoudong, dressed in a white casual polo shirt and light blue jeans, cheerfully handed his notebook
back to the woman he had been secretly admiring for a long time.
"What a coincidence, meeting you at this open-air café," Zhu Shoudong said, though inwardly
he was praying to God that he wouldn't be punished for his lie.
Heaven knows, he had spent a considerable amount of time gathering information about her to get closer to his beloved,
and had even been ripped off by a group of mischievous friends.
Thinking about this, he felt… well, he wanted to curse them.
Damn it! …
Hmm! He felt much better.
"Yeah! What a coincidence," Lin Xiaoqing nodded slightly. "Would you like to sit down and have a coffee together?"
Zhu Shoudong readily agreed and ordered one for himself.
The usually quiet Lin Xiaoqing, even with this sunny young man, still didn't know how to start
a conversation.
However, it was clear that Zhu Shoudong's enthusiasm and liveliness made it difficult for an awkward silence to develop between them
.
"Huh? You're reading Jane Austen's *Pride and Prejudice*?" he exclaimed as if he'd discovered something amazing.
She tilted her head slightly, looking at him with confusion at his sudden outburst.
Realizing his lapse, he chuckled to cover his embarrassment, "No, it's just that
I was really excited to find out you share my interest in Western literature, so...hehe..." He offered a long explanation, but in short, Jia...
He felt quite satisfied when people shared his interests.
"Really?" Lin Xiaoqing exclaimed in surprise. She thought only she would appreciate
books that others might consider boring!
"Yes! I even went to see the movie version and bought the film to collect. If you want to see it, I
can lend it to you!" He generously offered his favorite collectibles, and only to the woman he admired.
Lin Xiaoqing nodded excitedly, a happy smile on her face. "Thank you."
Zhu Guodong shyly scratched his three-part hair, his bashful appearance contrasting sharply with his earlier lively and generous demeanor.
Hehe… Lin Xiaoqing smiled at him!
That holiday afternoon, he and she chatted happily at the Cherry Blossom Cafe. At
the end of September, the weather was still very hot, but Lin Xiaoqing was happy to have made this friend.
If this is just a game,
please don't let me invest too much emotion,
because I don't know, and can't learn
, how to heal the wounds in my heart…
Holding the DVD Zhu Shoudong lent her, Lin Xiaoqing was in a good mood, a smile on her face.
A screech of brakes caught her attention, and she turned to look at the source of the sound.
Lu Zhanrong rolled down the car window, gazing at the small woman standing on the sidewalk, gesturing for her to get in.
Lin Xiaoqing was surprised to meet her at 3 PM; she should have been at the company more likely
.
Although she had doubts, she obediently walked to the car, opened the door, and sat in the front seat.
Both of them knew that things had changed between them that night; at least now she wouldn't deliberately
resist Lu Zhanrong.
Because once this year was over, next summer, they would be strangers, neither recognizing the other.
Since that was the case, why not, as Lu Zhanrong suggested, also enjoy this purely transactional game, then
part ways and leave her gracefully?
Lin Xiaoqing sat silently in the passenger seat, letting Lu Zhanrong drive to their destination.
About twenty minutes passed, and she expected Lu Zhanrong to drive to the Lu Corporation, but instead, she was taken to a European-style
villa.
"Manager, how long do you plan to stay this time?" A woman in her fifties approached, taking
the briefcase and coat Lu Zhanrong handed her, and asked respectfully.
She was the villa's housekeeper.
This villa was a birthday gift from Lu Zhanrong's father when she was 20.
A few years ago, after handing the Lu Corporation over to Lu Zhanrong, Lu's father and his wife went on a romantic trip around the world.
They would occasionally return home for a few months each year before leaving their daughter behind to travel again, often leaving Lu Zhanrong feeling helpless.
However, Mr. and Mrs. Lu were very tolerant of Lu Zhanrong's sexual orientation, never putting pressure on her, but giving her their
full support. Mrs. Lu often hugged her daughter and said,
"It's because God is jealous of my excellent daughter that He played such a cruel joke on me. I can't
let Him laugh at me. My good child, no matter what the future holds, your father and I will always stand behind you, your eternal
support. We want you to be happy and joyful forever, and you must do that too, understand?"
Lu Zhanrong was often moved, moved that she had the best parents in the world.
This villa and the Lu Group's chairman's exclusive suite gradually became her home. After all,
the Lu Group compound without her parents was too empty and lonely.
"Not necessarily. By the way, prepare dinner for us." After speaking, Lu Zhanrong pulled Lin Xiaoqing and turned to go upstairs.
As soon as they entered the master bedroom on the second floor, Lin Xiaoqing was forcefully kissed by Lu Zhanrong, who forcefully led her into
a world of desire.
It had been more than a week since their last meeting, and Lu Zhanrong was eager to possess her as soon as possible to relieve the
pain of longing he had felt these past few days.
Few women had ever made Lu Zhanrong so attached to her appearance. Aside from that other woman, Lin Xiaoqing was definitely
the first.
Strangely, she couldn't pinpoint the problem. Finally, she could only tell herself it was because
she wanted her too much.
Lu Zhanrong suppressed his urge to possess Lin Xiaoqing immediately, gently lifting her and placing her on the large bed. Then
he covered her body, his lustful eyes meeting her clear, bright ones.
Lin Xiaoqing shyly lowered her eyes, not daring to look him in the eye.
She knew what was about to happen, of course, but facing such a beautiful, slightly wicked
woman of the same gender as herself, someone who had never even been in a relationship, was incredibly nervous. However, one thing was
certain: she didn't feel disgusted.
Lu Zhanrong was probably around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He
was about 165 cm tall, with long, wine-red hair, captivating eyes beneath his willow-leaf eyebrows,
a slightly straight nose, and thin, sharp lips; she was truly beautiful and sexy; and Lu Zhanrong's devilish charm was something she could only
dream of.
This was the first time Lin Xiaoqing had really looked at this woman closely.
This woman was so wicked and domineering; she must be a Scorpio! she murmured to herself.
"Nervous?" Lu Zhanrong unbuttoned Lin Xiaoqing's shirt, slowly removing her clothes until her snow-
white skin was revealed before her.
Lin Xiaoqing nodded slightly, shyly covering her body, avoiding Lu Zhanrong's eyes, which gleamed with naked desire
.
"Scared?" Unbuttoning his shirt, Lu Zhanrong also removed his own.
Lin Xiaoqing hesitated for a moment, then shook her head, indicating she wasn't afraid.
Lu Zhanrong frowned slightly.
Many women feel scared the first time.
Could it be that she wasn't a virgin anymore?
This thought displeased Lu Zhanrong; his movements became less gentle and somewhat rough.
The thought that she might be the kind of promiscuous woman Lin Xiaoqing suspected fueled Lu Zhanrong's anger.
Sensing that Lu Zhanrong was no longer gentle, Lin Xiaoqing was confused, but silently endured
the pain caused by his lack of tenderness.
Lu Zhanrong's long fingers probed into her untouched flower path, slowly drawing out more love juice, which also
aroused Lin Xiaoqing's desire.
Gradually, Lin Xiaoqing's eyes became hazy, and her rosy lips escaped involuntary moans.
The sound fueled Lu Zhanrong's desire.
"Qing..." Lu Zhanrong softly called her name. For some reason, Lu Zhanrong liked calling her name, watching
her find satisfaction under his teasing.
Perhaps, from the moment she rescued Lin Xiaoqing from that lecherous man, he had placed her deep in his heart
.
Lin Xiaoqing couldn't help but tremble slightly, responding uncontrollably to Lu Zhanrong's nimble fingers.
"Qing, look at me." Lu Zhanrong's slightly magnetic voice seduced her.
She looked at him, puzzled, but received a charming smile from Lu Zhanrong.
The next second, a tearing pain struck her, forcing tears to her eyes.
Although books said that a woman's first time was very painful, she didn't know it would hurt like this. She bit her lower
lip tightly, enduring the pain.
Lu Zhanrong was slightly stunned, and then a sense of satisfaction rose from his heart.
"You're mine now," Lu Zhanrong whispered possessively in her ear, his warm lips parting her clenched teeth
and gently kissing her.
The pain quickly subsided, replaced by a strange, indescribable sensation
emanating from where their bodies rubbed together. Lin Xiaoqing shifted restlessly, the intense heat unfamiliar to her.
Lu Zhanrong breathed a sigh of relief at her movements. He knew Lin Xiaoqing was ready to withstand
the passion to come. Lu Zhanrong held Lin Xiaoqing's buttocks with one hand, letting his fingers explore her warm, narrow passage
, arousing even more pleasure.
"Mmm..." she moaned softly.
"You're so beautiful," Lu Zhanrong murmured.
Two young, snow-white bodies intertwined in an ancient, primal passion. Under Lu Zhanrong's guidance, Lin Xiaoqing
reached her first orgasm.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Lu Zhanrong had finished dinner and bathed. She sat quietly on the edge of the bed, gazing intently
at the lovely face on the bed.
Three or four hours had passed, and Lin Xiaoqing was still fast asleep; it seemed she had exhausted her.
Lin Xiaoqing's snow-white and beautiful body was covered with Lu Zhanrong's handiwork. Lu Zhanrong smiled with satisfaction and pride; this
girl was finally hers.
Her gaze swept over Lin Xiaoqing's schoolbag, which caught her eye every day.
University life was a long time ago for her, a period she had long forgotten.
She wondered what this young woman's university life was like. Lu Zhanrong wanted to know more about her.
With a thought, Lu Zhanrong opened her bag, exploring its contents: only a few books, a few
pens, and a DVD.
It was a British film.
A smile crept into her eyes. So this young woman liked watching things that others considered boring!
Flipping through the DVDs, a sticker with text on it caught her eye.
Zhu Shoudong.
A strange emotion crept into Lu Zhanrong's heart—a mixture of unease, heaviness, and anger.
It was a man's name.
What was this man's relationship with Lin Xiaoqing? How could Lin Xiaoqing have his things?
After putting her bag back in its place, Lu Zhanrong, feeling frustrated, paced to the French windows and fell into deep thought.
Everything seemed to have gone off track. Lu Zhanrong was a smart woman; she knew what this feeling was like—
the anger of being betrayed by someone she cared about.
"Damn it!" she cursed under her breath, irritably smoothing her long hair.
Lin Xiaoqing's body was the commodity she most wanted in exchange for. A year later, they should have no further contact,
but why did she care about her so much?
Lin Xiaoqing slowly woke up, her brows furrowed by the soreness all over her body. She groaned softly and slowly sat up
, her gaze suddenly drawn to the alluring figure by the French windows.
Right, a few hours ago, their transaction had begun. Because of this fact, her
grandfather's worried expression suddenly flashed through her mind, and a bitter smile escaped her lips.
Ah! It seems there's no turning back now.
A slight sound from the bed reached Lu Zhanrong's ears as she was deep in thought. She turned her head and saw a pair of bright,
clear eyes staring at her.
Lu Zhanrong saw her fleeting smile, a smile filled with unbearable bitterness.
Lu Zhanrong realized she cared deeply about the meaning hidden behind that smile.
Could it be that Lin Xiaoqing really had a relationship with that man? Could it be that Lin Xiaoqing
felt bitter because she felt she had betrayed that man?
Damn it!
Filled with rage, Lu Zhanrong strode towards her, and in her panic, Lu Zhanrong wanted to possess her again.
"Ah…no…"
Lin Xiaoqing didn't understand where Lu Zhanrong's anger came from, and tried to push her away in fear, but Lu Zhanrong forcefully
pressed her onto the bed, her frightened eyes meeting Lu Zhanrong's angry gaze.
His fingers, without any restraint, probed into Lin Xiaoqing's wet and seductive flower, as if to vent his pent-up anger.
Chaotic thoughts dominated the usually calm Lu Zhanrong; this time, their lovemaking lacked gentleness and gained a touch of domineering
force.
"Ah... Lu... Lu Zhanrong... what's wrong with you?"
Lu Zhanrong continued to pound the beautiful body beneath him, the tenderness in his hazy eyes flashing through his mind
as he recalled Lin Xiaoqing's bitter smile.
"Don't call me by my full name!" Lu Zhanrong roared angrily. It made her feel
so distant, as if there was an invisible dividing line between strangers, making Lu Zhanrong uneasy.
Lin Xiaoqing, however, no longer cared about the source of his anger, because Lu Zhanrong's next series of passionate
actions drew her into an endless vortex of lust.
She clung tightly to Lu Zhanrong, moaning and panting, her slender waist swaying wildly with his movements
.
"Lu...Lu Zhanrong...enough...let me go..." she whimpered helplessly, a thin layer of sweat beading on her skin, her
eyes hazy, her small hands gripping the blanket tightly from the passion.
"Call me Rong," he commanded, his voice hoarse with barely suppressed anger.
"You...oh..." Her thoughts were jolted by Lu Zhanrong's sudden, passionate kiss.
He took her hand, intertwining their fingers, his thin lips teasing her breasts that bloomed in the air
...
"Ah—" A spasm ran through her as Lin Xiaoqing reached her climax, letting out a sharp, delicate moan.
"You've climaxed?" Lu Zhanrong whispered, uttering words that made Lin Xiaoqing blush and her heart race. "But I haven't!"
His hands brazenly caressed Lin Xiaoqing's flushed body. "Your body is so soft, so beautiful, I want it again."
After the passion subsided slightly, Lin Xiaoqing breathed heavily, her soft, alluring eyes meeting Lu Zhanrong's deep, dark eyes.
"Don't say things that make me blush!"
Lin Xiaoqing shyly scolded, covering Lu Zhanrong's thin lips, which had been uttering those brazen words, with her small hand
. But Lu Zhanrong opened his mouth and took her finger in his mouth.
"Ah! You... how could you bite my finger?" she exclaimed, quickly pulling her hand back.
"I'm not just going to bite your hand, I'm going to bite your whole body, here, here, and here..." Lu Zhanrong
caressed her nipples, her abdomen, her private parts, and her legs, saying passionately, "These can only be
mine, only I can treat you like this, understand?"
Thinking that this beautiful body might belong to someone else in the future, Lu Zhanrong suddenly pursed his lips, anxiously and angrily
demanding Lin Xiaoqing's beautiful body beneath him to satisfy his now panicked heart.
Lin Xiaoqing was already moaning softly from his touch, "Mmm... I, I..."
"Only I can take you like this, understand?" Another intense demand followed, Lu Zhanrong frantically
filling the unease in his heart with action.
Lin Xiaoqing bit her lower lip, breathless from Lu Zhanrong's fierce attack.
"Don't bite, make a sound."
Lu Zhanrong probed deep into her alluring mouth with his tongue, intertwining with her fragrant saliva, using this action to
let out the soft moan suppressed in her throat.
Lin Xiaoqing began to passionately entwine with Lu Zhanrong, constantly responding to his movements.
"Qing...call my name...I want to hear you call my name..." Lu Zhanrong's lustful eyes were fixed on Lin
Xiaoqing's face, unwilling to miss any expression.
"Ah...Rong...Zhanrong...mmm..." she cried out softly.
"I want to hear more." Lu Zhanrong smiled contentedly, still insatiably demanding more.
"Rong..."
That night, a light autumn rain fell outside the window. They craved each other's warmth, embracing tightly as they made
love.
Lin Xiaoqing was keeping her deal with Lu Zhanrong a secret from her grandfather, and the pressure was suffocating her.
During the day, she attended school, and in the afternoon she went to Lu Zhanrong's place to fulfill her transactions. She had to be home before ten o'clock at night
to avoid being discovered by her grandfather.
Under this mental pressure for nearly a month, she had become rapidly thinner from exhaustion.
Lin Shikun also noticed the change in his granddaughter. Whenever he asked her what was wrong, she would always smile and softly say,
"Nothing, just a lot of schoolwork."
At first, Lin Shikun also thought it was due to academic pressure. However, he gradually noticed
a trace of worry between Lin Xiaoqing's brows.
Especially recently, Lin Xiaoqing always seemed particularly tired when she came home.
He originally wanted to ask someone to help investigate Lin Xiaoqing's recent situation, but he gave up the idea, thinking that if she found out,
it might cause a dispute between grandfather and granddaughter over privacy issues.
Gazing at the drizzling rain falling outside the window, Lin Shikun sighed softly.
Since the acquisition, his health had deteriorated day by day. He was also getting old, and he didn't have many
years left to live. Now, his biggest worry was Lin Xiaoqing's future.
The sound of a key unlocking the door came from the front door. Lin Shikun glanced at the wall clock; it was already past ten o'clock.
Still looking exhausted, Lin Xiaoqing, carrying her bag, forced a smile. "Grandpa, you're still awake?"
"Yes! I was worried you hadn't come home yet." Lin Shikun patted the seat next to him, gesturing for Lin Xiaoqing to sit down.
Only after Lin Xiaoqing sat down did he ask, "Have you had dinner?"
Lin Xiaoqing nodded. "Yes, thank you, Grandpa."
She hadn't eaten dinner at home for almost a month. Every day at Lu Zhanrong's place, Lu Zhanrong always insisted she
eat dinner before demanding to make love to her.
"Xiaoqing, where did you go just now?"
"I... I went to the library in the city center to find some materials for a report, so I came back a little late."
"You need to take good care of yourself. Schoolwork is important, but health is more important. Don't
overwork yourself, understand?" Lin Shikun knew Lin Xiaoqing didn't want to tell the truth, so he could only ask her to take good care of herself.
"Yes! I will." As long as a year passed, she would still be the good granddaughter in her grandfather's eyes.
Back in her room, Lin Xiaoqing immediately went into the bathroom for a hot shower,
washing away Lu Zhanrong's scent. However, the hickeys he had deliberately left on her body wouldn't come off.
Their relationship remained a secret between them, unknown to any third party. Lu Zhanrong had promised that
even if they had disagreements, he wouldn't use this as leverage.
This was probably the only remaining goodwill she had for him.
The indelible hickeys seemed to remind her of the scene when he had passionately kissed her skin.
So domineering, so wicked, so arrogant, so disdainful, so making her blush and her heart race, leaving
her utterly ashamed.
Yet, she always caught a fleeting, almost imperceptible tenderness in Lu Zhanrong's eyes.
She hadn't expected such a wicked man to have that kind of expression; a woman she couldn't fathom, yet she had chosen
to provoke her.
However, every time Lu Zhanrong unintentionally revealed tenderness, she always lost herself in it.
She sighed softly, banishing all thoughts of Lu Zhanrong from her mind, and snuggled into the warm blankets, falling into a deep
sleep.
Friend, are there really that many loopholes?
I'm very sorry, I didn't review it carefully again. If you think it's inappropriate, just skip it.
Ye Yi helplessly handed the documents to her friend. "Rong, this is the information you wanted."
There are quite a few people with the same name in Fujian City; she didn't believe Lu Zhanrong wouldn't know such a simple fact
. Finding this information had exhausted her.
"Thanks." Ignoring the tired accusation in her friend's eyes, Lu Zhanrong casually flipped through the documents.
[The only son of the Zhu family enterprise] Looking at this information...
Lu Zhanrong curled his lips into a mocking smile.
Just a kid, nothing special.
Seeing her friend's usual sarcastic laugh, it seemed this information was just to reassure Lu Zhanrong. Ye Yi
thought silently.
But when had Lu Zhanrong ever gone to such lengths for a woman?
"This Lin Xiaoqing seems to satisfy you quite a bit, that's why you've gone to such lengths," Ye Yi said, leaning back on the sofa,
leisurely observing Lu Zhanrong.
Lu Zhanrong's silence made Ye Yi smile knowingly.
"You really put a lot of effort into her," Ye Yi added with a sly grin, enjoying the slight panic on her friend's face.
"She must be quite skilled in certain areas." Seeing the blush on her friend's cheekbones, Ye Yi couldn't help but laugh,
saying maliciously, "I really want to experience it for myself, but unfortunately, I don't seem to have that inclination."
Lu Zhanrong's eyes widened suddenly, glaring at his friend, gritting his teeth, "You dare!"
How could her bedroom skills be considered good? So naive, shy, and reserved, at most her body satisfied him
.
However, upon seeing the malice in Ye Yi's eyes, he immediately realized he had been tricked.
"Haha..." Ye Yi laughed wildly, pointing at the angry woman in front of her, "You look just
like someone who has had their most beloved toy stolen..." She stopped laughing and maliciously grinned,
whispering, "Kindergarten kid."
Lu Zhanrong slammed his fist on the table, "You! Ye Yi!"
Oh dear! She's getting angry.
Ye Yi realized she might have gone too far and quickly smiled apologetically, "Okay, okay, don't be angry, don't be angry."
Please, if Lu Zhanrong really lost her temper, she might use all her skills to throw her around
. Lu Zhanrong was a yellow belt in Taekwondo; dealing with her would be a piece of cake for her.
Thinking of this, Ye Yi suppressed her earlier teasing mood and regained her original elegant demeanor. "Hey! Seriously
, you wouldn't happen to have fallen for that Lin Xiaoqing, would you?" Going to such lengths, wanting to know everything about her rival, 　　seemed to have no other explanation
than feelings for that young girl . 　　"This…" Lu Zhanrong murmured, lowering her eyes thoughtfully. 　　She did like Lin Xiaoqing's body, which was why she went to such lengths to lure her in. At least, at the beginning of the game, 　　Lu Zhanrong had indeed been convincing herself of this. 　　She never hid her affection for Lin Xiaoqing, nor did she hesitate to show the tenderness she only showed to Lin Xiaoqing. 　　She liked seeing Lin Xiaoqing smile, liked seeing Lin Xiaoqing's serious expression, liked seeing Lin Xiaoqing's confused and 　　infatuated appearance due to desire, liked seeing Lin Xiaoqing's shy expression… 　　Lu Zhanrong realized that she had been paying attention to Lin Xiaoqing's every move. 　　Seeing her friend deep in thought, Ye Yi finished her coffee, instructed her secretary to bring another cup, and continued, "Well, 　　looks like I was right?" 　　Lu Zhanrong ignored her friend's idle chatter, lost in his own thoughts. 　　Taking the coffee from her secretary, Ye Yi sniffed it, inwardly praising her secretary's skill, and 　　watched her friend's every expression with a smile, as if enjoying a movie that she couldn't take her eyes off. "Do you have homework to do tonight?" Lu Zhanrong asked 　　the woman 　　in the passenger seat in a low voice as he drove . 　　Lin Xiaoqing, who had been lost in thought, was startled by his sudden voice. 　　"N-no." 　　"Did I startle you?" Lu Zhanrong frowned. 　　She shook her head, "I don't have homework tonight. Why are you asking me that?" 　　"I'm not going back to the villa tonight," Lu Zhanrong said softly. 　　Lin Xiaoqing responded softly, and instantly, the car fell silent again. 　　She gazed out the car window at the bustling traffic and flashing neon lights; at Lu Zhanrong's speed, everything 　　rushed by. 　　Her hand rested on the window, her chin on the back of her hand, a gentle night breeze blowing. Lin Xiaoqing squinted, lost 　　in her own thoughts once more. 　　Two months had passed; her deal with Lu Zhanrong had lasted two months. 　　Time flew by; sixty days had gone by in the blink of an eye. 　　Each passionate encounter, each embrace, gradually made her succumb. The touch of their bodies, the intimate entanglement, 　　were deeply etched into her mind. 　　Why was this happening? 　　Why had she started to care about this woman? Was she, too 　　, a lesbian in her subconscious? She 　　asked herself countless times. When did Lu Zhanrong begin to appear so often in 　　her mind? When did she start daydreaming about Lu 　　Zhanrong in class, thinking about him feeding her while eating, remembering his touch while showering, and 　　dreaming of his rare tenderness? 　　Stealing a glance at the handsome woman beside her, she noticed that Lu Zhanrong was still driving with a sullen face. 　　It was almost always like this; she rarely saw Lu Zhanrong smile. 　　Couldn't she smile? She secretly asked herself, longing to see her smile—it was so alluring 　　. 　　Every time they met, Lu Zhanrong would immediately take her to bed, rarely speaking properly, and she always passively 　　accepted everything Lu Zhanrong gave her, never actively trying to understand him. 　　What was Lu Zhanrong's feeling when he held her? 　　Was it just pure desire? 　　Lin Xiaoqing lowered her eyelashes; this conjecture made her heart clench, a bitter taste rising in her mouth. 　　Was it really just desire? 　　Otherwise, why would Lu Zhanrong go to such lengths, using such despicable means to make her his lover? 　　Yes, Lu Zhanrong must be like that… 　　Lin Xiaoqing, don't be delusional; Lu Zhanrong is just trying to satisfy her desires. 　　Fear of learning the truth led Lin Xiaoqing to believe her own guesses and ignore 　　the hopes in her heart; she preferred not to ask. 　　The sports car gradually entered the mountainous area. Soon after, Lu Zhanrong turned off the engine, got out first, and then went around to the other side 　　to open the car door for Lin Xiaoqing.

Lin Xiaoqing got out of the car, looking at Lu Zhanrong with confusion.
Up on the mountain? Where is this…?
Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Lu Zhanrong smiled. “This is a place I used to frequent.”
Used to?
Lin Xiaoqing blinked, looking around, then exclaimed as if she had discovered a new continent, “Wow! Such
bright, such big stars!”
Her tone was excited, and her rosy cheeks were even more adorable.
At this moment, Lu Zhanrong couldn't help but thank her friend for her suggestion yesterday, which allowed her to see Lin Xiaoqing's radiant smile.
Yesterday, seeing Ye Yi beaming, Lu Zhanrong learned, upon questioning her, that her friend had already
won over her handsome crush and was planning to get married.
From what she knew, Ye Yi hadn't had any romantic scandals since working with her.
All the news about Ye Yi in the media was related to Lu's company—business and information. Such an organized person, it was no wonder she
handled her love life so well.
After listening to Ye Yi recount her number of boyfriends and the methods she used to make her happy, Zhan Rong suddenly had an idea and brought Lin Xiaoqing
to this place he hadn't visited in many years.
This was the place where his parents had pledged their love when they were young. As a child, his parents would always bring her here to play,
and then the whole family would count the stars under the night sky, humming tunes softly, and enjoying meals specially prepared by his mother.
These memories remained vivid in Zhan Rong's mind.
Overwhelmed with excitement, Lin Xiaoqing's face beamed with joy, like a child discovering candy. She excitedly
grabbed Zhan Rong's hand, "How did you know about this place? It's so beautiful, so pretty!"
Zhan Rong was slightly taken aback, then smiled casually, "This is a place I used to come to often when I was little."
It seemed Ye Yi's boyfriend's method really worked.
Lin Xiaoqing truly smiled, a smile so natural and innocent that Zhan Rong was captivated by it.
Stroking her excited face, Zhan Rong whispered, "Your smile is so beautiful..."
His rich, aged voice, like fine wine, rang in her ears. Lin Xiaoqing was startled by Zhan's words. Suddenly, she
lowered her head and turned her back to him.
Seeing Lin Xiaoqing's smile fade, after a brief silence, Lu Zhan Rong suppressed the unease that welled up inside
him, turned her shoulders, and faced her again. Zhan Rong saw a blush of feminine shyness.
Zhan Rong's heart skipped a beat. He gently lifted her delicate chin, wanting to see her girlish heart more clearly.
Lin Xiaoqing avoided Zhan Rong's burning gaze, her large eyes unsure where to focus, finally settling
on Lu Zhan Rong's collar.
"Do you like it here?"
Seeing how energetic she had been just now, she must like it. Ye Yi had also said that every woman
would like things that were boring to Lu Zhan Rong.
Stargazing, counting stars? Think about it, only little girls would love this kind of trick.
Just as Zhan Rong had expected, Lin Xiaoqing nodded, "I like it."
"I'll bring you again next time," Lu Zhan Rong said, gazing into her eyes with a smile.
Really?
Her bright eyes lit up with surprise, "Thank you!"
The feeling and atmosphere at this moment seemed unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.
"Now, I want you." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Rong picked up Lin Xiaoqing, laid her down on the hood of the car,
and pressed himself against her.
She gasped, and before she could react, the buttons on her shirt had been ripped open by Zhan Rong.
"Wait, don't do this...we're outdoors, people will be here..." she protested.
She never imagined that Lu Zhan Rong would want her at this moment. Two women
naked together outdoors—anyone who saw them would be terrified.
Grabbing her resisting hands and pinning them above her head, Lu Zhan Rong's voice, laced with desire, became even more magnetic as he said,
"No one will come here."
Moreover, Lu Zhanrong didn't want to share this beautiful body that belonged only to him with anyone else. "
But..." Lin Xiaoqing wanted to resist again, but Lu Zhanrong
's passionate and domineering kiss silenced her lips. Soon, she was drawn into the fiery passion between the two of them.
It felt like an eternity before Lu Zhanrong finally pulled away from her lips, their breaths
sounding so chaotic under the starry night sky with only the night breeze.
"Zhanrong, can we not do it?" Lin Xiaoqing asked tremblingly. The thought of
doing that kind of thing in this environment filled her with panic.
Even though it was night, she was still afraid of being discovered.
Lu Zhanrong saw the fear in her eyes, but the desire he had been suppressing since earlier was now clamoring wildly
, making him unwilling to let her go.
"Don't be afraid, no one will find out."
In Zhanrong's memory, every time they came here, it was only their family, and no one else had been seen, which was why
she dared to assure her like this.
"But..."
"No buts, be good now, don't resist anymore." Lu Zhanrong coaxed her, one hand slipping under her
skirt, finding the fabric at the base of her thighs, his nimble fingers teasing and rubbing there.
Lin Xiaoqing covered her lips, her breathing becoming erratic, her body twisting restlessly, her expression tense as she looked around,
afraid to let a moan escape her lips.
Gently removing Lin Xiaoqing's panties, Zhanrong ignored her struggles and spread her legs wide, exposing her deep, secret
garden to him and the night sky.
God, she was so ashamed!
Lin Xiaoqing tried to close her legs, but Lu Zhanrong spread them even wider, until he was completely between
her legs, making it impossible for her to close them.
"Don't look, please don't look..."
Zhanrong was no longer listening to Lin Xiaoqing's pleas, only caring about satisfying his own senses.
Reaching out to touch her slightly damp lips, he noticed her tremble slightly. A smile spread across his face, and he
teased her even more wildly.
"Mmm..." She bit her lip, trying to ignore the waves of desire emanating from her lower body, but his relentless heat
overwhelmed her.
Lu Zhanrong's hand continued to stimulate her, and as Lin Xiaoqing gasped for breath, his other hand parted...
He removed Lin Xiaoqing's bra, and her snow-white breasts were immediately revealed before her eyes.
"Ah!" She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to cover her alluring breasts, but the tempting cleavage was squeezed out
.
"Hmm..." Lu Zhanrong groaned, and with a flick of his hand, he
raised those slender arms that were obstructing his view above his head again. Lin Xiaoqing's beautiful breasts stood out even more because of this movement.
Beautiful things shouldn't be hidden, especially what Lu Zhanrong wanted. He bent down and took
the nipple he was tasting into his mouth, teasing and playing with it slowly until it became hard and erect. Only then did Lu Zhanrong move on to the other side.
"Ah..." Lin Xiaoqing cried out softly, her snow-white body twisting incessantly.
Lin Xiaoqing was truly about to succumb, deeply immersed in the lust woven by Lu Zhanrong.
Was Lu Zhanrong like her, always showing his heart in every embrace?
Was Lu Zhanrong like her, always experiencing pleasure simply because the person he was holding was the other person?
A single tear slid down her temple. Startled, she quickly turned her head away, almost
unnoticed.
But why was she crying?
Why did her heart ache?
Why did she feel so lonely?
Why did she yearn for a hint of sincerity in Lu Zhanrong's embrace?
Had something gone wrong? ...
The moonlight didn't provide clear visibility, so Lu Zhanrong didn't notice her tears,
continuing his passionate assault.
Tears streamed down her face, yet soft moans escaped her lips, conflicting emotions churning within
Lin Xiaoqing.
Lu Zhanrong's long fingers entered her moist entrance, first tentatively exploring, then alternating between fast and slow
thrusts, drawing out her love juices.
"Mmm..." Lu Zhanrong growled, confirming she was fully immersed in his passion, before launching another powerful
attack...
"Ah!" Lin Xiaoqing screamed, unable to suppress her own pleasure any longer.
Her seductive moans, lost in a daze, erased her previous reserve as she arched her back, demanding more.
She couldn't refuse Lu Zhanrong's advances; she even wished for more, more, ideally for a lifetime.
Suddenly, her eyes widened, stunned by the thought that flashed through her mind.
A lifetime?
No, she wouldn't fall in love with Lu Zhanrong! Absolutely not!
"How could it be? How could I possibly…" fall in love with her!
How could a heart she had never opened to anyone open to this woman who was coercing her?
How could she be a lesbian?
Impossible, it must be that she was overthinking things, failing to see her own thoughts clearly, leading to this flawed
perception.
She weakly forced a relieved smile.
It must be…
Hearing Lin Xiaoqing's murmurs, but Lu Zhanrong had no time to understand her meaning, ignoring
the bitterness in her heart, only seeking ecstatic desire from her.
Even if Lin Xiaoqing chose to deny those feelings, she couldn't lie to her own heart.
Why? Why did she fall in love with Lu Zhanrong?
Consciousness vanished the moment she reached her climax.
"Qing, Qing..." Lu Zhanrong whispered in her ear, licking away the glistening sweat from her cheeks. "You are
mine, you will always belong to me alone."
Having achieved his goal, Lu Zhanrong this time chose to be considerate of the unconscious woman, dressing her and
driving her home.
Lin Xiaoqing was still asleep, but her brows were furrowed.
Lu Zhanrong suddenly noticed a tear stain on her cheek, a discovery that made his heart clench, as if a thousand-pound
stone were pressing down on him.
Why was she crying?
Lu Zhanrong thought taking her to see the night view and count the stars would make Lin Xiaoqing forget all her unpleasantness
, and that was indeed the case, but why was she crying?
Lu Zhanrong wanted to know the answer.
The car stopped again not far from Lin Xiaoqing's house.
Time ticked by. Lu Zhanrong gently wiped away the tears from Lin Xiaoqing's eyelashes, his hand
lingering on her silky skin until Lin Xiaoqing slowly opened her eyes.
"Awake?"
Lin Xiaoqing blinked, her weariness still etched on her face. "Yes! We're here, right?"
Lin Xiaoqing looked around again; the familiar scenery confirmed she was home.
With a weary expression, she opened the car door, wanting to escape the suffocating atmosphere.
Suddenly, Lu Zhanrong grabbed her hand. She turned and looked into Lu Zhanrong's deep, unfathomable eyes.
Tonight, Lu Zhanrong wanted her company… no, he wanted Lin Xiaoqing by his side at all times.
Lu Zhanrong knew exactly what he wanted: the feeling of Lin Xiaoqing being by his side.
She had already captivated Lu Zhanrong's gaze. Since being with Lin Xiaoqing, Lu Zhanrong seemed addicted to her
, possessing her again and again.
Perhaps only Lu Zhanrong herself knew the stirrings of emotion that drove her to get out of the car to rescue this
young woman that night.
As Lu Zhanrong drove, she was drawn to a pair of beautiful eyes brimming with tears. The fear and
pleading in those eyes struck directly into her heart, a heart that rarely showed tenderness to anyone. Therefore, she opened the car door.
However, regarding this unusual behavior, Lu Zhanrong told herself that she simply couldn't stand seeing men
bullying women. But no one knew her heart better than she did in that moment of impulse.
Lu Zhanrong gazed deeply, deeply at Lin Xiaoqing.
"I... what's wrong?" Lin Xiaoqing touched her face, thinking it was dirty.
She looked at her fingers. Huh? Nothing!
Lin Xiaoqing looked back at Lu Zhanrong in confusion. Was she feeling unwell?
"Zhanrong, what's wrong with me?" she asked timidly again.
Lu Zhanrong lifted her delicate chin, his mesmerizing gaze fixed on her watery eyes. "Qing, why are you crying?"
He was actually quite concerned about the hidden meaning behind Lin Xiaoqing's tears.
Lin Xiaoqing's heart skipped a beat. She had originally thought Lu Zhanrong wouldn't notice.
She turned her head away, remaining silent.
How could she let Lu Zhanrong know that her tears were caused by the painful and conflicting emotions that tormented her?
"Why aren't you talking? Hmm?" This time, Lu Zhanrong turned her evasive face back, her hand tightly gripping her
chin, no longer giving Lin Xiaoqing a chance to escape.
As Lu Zhanrong tightened her grip, Lin Xiaoqing felt pain and looked at her helplessly, "You…"
Lu Zhanrong seemed angry.
"Is answering my question so difficult? Or is the reason you cried simply something you can't let me know?
Tell me!" Was it really necessary for Lin Xiaoqing to evade her like this over just one question?
Lu Zhanrong, used to being pampered by everyone, couldn't accept Lin Xiaoqing's resistance. She was furious and
hurt Lin Xiaoqing.
Could it be that the young master from that small company was really the man she loved?
Was that why she cried after being possessed by him?
Was that why she cried because she felt she had betrayed the man she loved?
"What...what are you so angry about?" Lin Xiaoqing reached out and pulled away Lu Zhanrong's hand,
staring at him with a bewildered expression.
"Let me tell you, since you've agreed to this deal, you're my woman for the next year. I
forbid you from seeing other men. I said no, do you understand?" Thinking of his earlier suspicions, Lu Zhanrong's
eyes reddened with anger. He pulled her slender arm back and snapped.
What was she talking about? What other men? Lin Xiaoqing was filled with questions and couldn't help but get angry.
"Have you had enough? I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Stop pretending to be innocent. I will never share a woman with anyone else. You'd better remember that." Driven
mad by his own suspicions, Lu Zhanrong shook off Lin Xiaoqing's arm and shouted angrily.
Due to the force of her unrestrained blow, Lin Xiaoqing slammed into the car door, letting out a muffled groan as she felt
dizzy from the fall.
Hearing her hum, Lu Zhanrong was shocked to find that his usually excellent self-control
had been easily destroyed by her.
She really knew how to manipulate him, making him lose his usual composure and act just like Ye Yi had described—a "jealous husband."
Even though he didn't want to be associated with that term, Lu Zhanrong's current behavior was exactly like it
.
Annoyed, he saw Lin Xiaoqing fall and hurt herself because of his roughness. Lu Zhanrong cursed himself under his breath
, then stretched out his long arm, anxiously checking if she was injured.
Lin Xiaoqing glared at him with teary eyes, pushing his concern away.
"I don't need your fake kindness," she said hoarsely.
"You!" Lu Zhanrong's eyes widened, gritting his teeth and ignoring her protest, he insisted on turning Lin Xiaoqing towards him,
only to find a bruise on her slender, pale right arm.
Lu Zhanrong frowned, scrutinizing Lin Xiaoqing's arm, then gently rubbed the bruise.
"Ah! It hurts!" Lin Xiaoqing cried out, her pale face contorted in pain, struggling to lean against the car door.
As she groaned, the pressure gradually lessened; she noticed this subtle change. She looked at Lu Zhanrong—his
usually sharp eyes were now filled with worry, though his face remained silent and cool. She gritted her
teeth, silently letting Lu Zhanrong rub her arm.
What kind of woman was she?
Lu Zhanrong, always with a cold face, had an unpredictable temper; being with her always seemed to bring him anger. Therefore,
Lin Xiaoqing had learned to remain silent or go along with him when his expression changed, to minimize
friction.
After two months together, Lin Xiaoqing no longer knew if she still held onto her initial belief: that
after a year, they would be strangers.
Was that it?
Looking at Lu Zhanrong before her, this seemingly wicked woman, who could also unintentionally reveal tenderness
and care for her—how should she possibly face such a person?
Lin Xiaoqing stared blankly at the woman who caused her both pain and conflict.
After rubbing for a while, and finding the bruise less noticeable, Lu Zhanrong released her, no longer holding her.
Lu Zhanrong thought that once she let go, Lin Xiaoqing would immediately get out of the car and leave. But after waiting for a long time, she realized that
Lin Xiaoqing was actually staring at her, lost in thought.
Since meeting her, Lu Zhanrong, who originally loved all kinds of beautiful women, had actually rejected one woman after another who threw themselves at her in two months.
Even when she tried to embrace other women, the image that appeared in her mind was still Lin
Xiaoqing's beautiful face?
These were things that Lu Zhanrong would never have done before.
Yet now they were happening one by one, and her possessiveness towards Lin Xiaoqing had accumulated little by little with time,
now reaching the point where she wanted to see her every minute and every second.
Therefore, Lin Xiaoqing shouldn't be treated as a lover.
To Lin Xiaoqing's surprise, Lu Zhanrong captured her small mouth, kissing
her passionately. This little woman deserved special treatment.
Lu Zhanrong's kiss was intense, leaving Lin Xiaoqing flustered. She wanted to push him away, but then remembered their earlier
argument. So, Lin Xiaoqing clung to Lu Zhanrong's shoulders, responding to his kiss.
Lu Zhanrong pulled away from her full lips, letting out a broken murmur, "Qing...Qing..."
As Lu Zhanrong deepened his advances, Lin Xiaoqing realized the car was parked on the main road. She immediately stopped
him from going any further.
"You...this is the main road, please don't continue," Lin Xiaoqing said gently.
Lu Zhanrong knew her shyness, so he suppressed his desire, taking a deep breath, trying to quell the burning
lust within him.
"I know you're shy, I'll let you off the hook." A smile spread across Lu Zhanrong's face, his eyes filled with doting affection, and his hand
ruffled Lin Xiaoqing's long hair.
For the first time, Lu Zhanrong smiled.
Lin Xiaoqing stared blankly at him, delighted by this new discovery.
"Why are you so silly? Do you want to continue?" A mischievous glint flashed in Lu Zhanrong's eyes as she deliberately tried to scare her,
leaning closer to her.
Sure enough, Lin Xiaoqing was startled, letting out a scream and hugging herself tightly.
"Haha..." Lu Zhanrong laughed heartily.
She was so stunned that she forgot to be wary of Lu Zhanrong's advances. She released herself, and this time, she was truly dumbfounded
.
When had she ever seen Lu Zhanrong so relaxed and happy?
No, this was the first time she had seen it, so she wanted to remember Lu Zhanrong's expression at this moment.
Stopping his laughter, Lu Zhanrong suddenly stared at her and said something astonishing: "Qing, I want to terminate our
deal."
She deserved more from Lu Zhanrong.
Lin Xiaoqing's eyes widened suddenly, her tone becoming sharp, "What did you say? You want to terminate the deal?"
"You..." Lu Zhanrong was stunned by her reaction.
Did she not want to terminate the deal? Did she enjoy being his mistress? Lu Zhanrong frowned, pondering.
Hearing Lu Zhanrong's words, the first thought that flashed through Lin Xiaoqing's mind was—she had been
deceived by Lu Zhanrong!
"You want to terminate the deal? Then what about the time I sold myself?" she shouted shrilly, and
angrily got out of the car.
"How could you be so despicable! You used my love for my grandfather to satisfy your desires. Now, you
haven't even officially called off the acquisition yet, and you're already trying to terminate the deal. What about all the innocence I've proven these past two months?" she roared
, then turned and ran towards her house.
Lu Zhanrong immediately realized she had misunderstood him, so he got out of the car and chased after her. "Qing, calm down and listen to me
..."
But after running a few steps, Lu Zhanrong saw Lin Xiaoqing staring in astonishment at the old man before her.
"Grandpa?" Lin Xiaoqing called softly.
Lin Shikun stared at his granddaughter, whose eyes were brimming with tears, and Lu Zhanrong chasing closely behind.
He had been worried about Lin Xiaoqing for days and had long planned to find out what was going on. Tonight, he finally couldn't suppress his worry
and left home, just to wait for his beloved granddaughter, who had been causing him increasing worry lately.
After waiting for nearly two hours, he suddenly heard a sound, and his gaze was drawn to a familiar figure not far away.
He wanted to go closer to see if it was Lin Xiaoqing returning?
He had seen and heard their tug-of-war and conversation in the car,
and it pained him deeply! He never imagined that the thing he least wanted to see had actually happened!
No wonder Lu Zhanrong, who was always decisive and swift in his actions, would temporarily postpone the annexation.
Lin Shihun looked at his granddaughter with heartache and growled in a low voice, "Xiaoqing, what are you standing there for? Come here
."
He absolutely wouldn't let Lu Zhanrong hurt Xiaoqing anymore.
"I..." Lin Xiaoqing wanted to step forward to comfort her grandfather, but Lu Zhanrong grabbed her arm tightly.
"Let go!"
Now she just wanted to get back to her grandfather's side, and she desperately tried to break free from Lu Zhanrong's grasp.
"Let me finish what I have to say. If you want to disagree with me later, I'll accept it." Lu Zhanrong hugged her tightly in defeat
, his low voice carrying a hint of tenderness.
"Listen to me, don't reject me so quickly." Lu Zhanrong buried his face in her soft hair, inhaling her
faint fragrance. "I know my methods were despicable, but that's because I didn't know how to approach you, how to win
you over. You're so young, so unique, so that's why I used such a despicable method..."
Lin Xiaoqing's eyes widened, unable to believe the words he was hearing. Her voice trembled as she asked, "What...
what are you trying to say?"
Lin Shiqing frowned, gazing thoughtfully at the two girls before her, a wave of insecurity washing over her.
"I don't know how to express it, but I hope you can stay by my side forever," Lu Zhanrong said in a muffled voice.
Lu Zhanrong was still unsure of his feelings for this young woman, but he knew very well
that he cared about this woman named Lin Xiaoqing.
Xiaoqing blinked her watery eyes, a surge of emotion welling up inside her.
Before, no matter who confessed to her or said sweet words to her, she had never
felt this heart-fluttering.
She only had feelings for Lu Zhanrong!
"Then... what should I do?" she asked hoarsely.
Could her heart, tormented for so long, finally find release?
"Stay by my side, don't leave me." This was the first time Lu Zhanrong had ever made such a request to anyone.
"I..."
What should she do? Agree?
Stay by Lu Zhanrong's side, don't leave her?
Was this love too?
Lin Xiaoqing gazed at her grandfather, her misty eyes revealing her utter confusion and indecisiveness.
Lin Shikun sighed heavily and said to Lu Zhanrong, "Come in with me!"
In the roughly twenty-square-meter Japanese-style room, the old man and the young woman sat facing each other on the tatami mats.
Lu Zhanrong looked directly at the old man without fear.
"Mr. Lin, I'm serious about Xiaoqing. I hope you can grant us your blessing. I will make her happy," Lu
Zhanrong stated frankly, without concealment.
"Alright! Miss Lu, you need to have enough reasons to convince this old man how I can grant your wish,
and explain your so-called happiness for two women." Lin Shikun hadn't expected this vixen to say
such things so confidently.
However, he could tell that Xiaoqing seemed to care a lot about this vixen; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so
hesitant earlier, and she wouldn't have let Lu Zhanrong step into the Lin family. The fear in his heart grew stronger; he hoped his precious granddaughter
wouldn't fall in love with this woman. The
more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but glare fiercely at Lu Zhanrong.
Lu Zhanrong frowned slightly, thinking about how to start the conversation.
"What, can't say it?" Lin Shikun sneered, "You deliberately spread
the news that the miscarriage incident twenty years ago was false, and you even found Xiaoqing. I think your purpose was for your own selfish reasons, isn't that right?"
Look, this woman is still sitting firmly, her eyes not even closing for a moment; she's truly cunning.
"I don't know how you found out that Xiaoqing is a descendant of my Lin family. I won't pursue this matter.
I should thank you for spreading this news, so that I can still enjoy the affection of my descendants at this age." Although he
didn't have a good impression of this woman, he still had to express his gratitude.
The Lin family only had one son, Lin Xiaoqing's father, who died a violent death. Now that his only heir has been found,
he can finally rest in peace.
"Xiaoqing is such a fool," Lin Shikun sighed, glancing at Lu Zhanrong's expression. "
She thought that by doing this, I would be happy and the family business could be salvaged... Sigh! She's so filial that she was
fooled by you."
Lu Zhanrong remained silent.
The discovery that Lin Xiaoqing was Lin Shikun's granddaughter was entirely accidental. It was quite a coincidence. Facing
the cunning and ruthless Lin Shikun, she naturally had to thoroughly investigate this powerful figure to know him well and
be victorious in every battle.
It could only be said that the people Ye Yi hired were incredibly efficient, even uncovering the Lin family's grudges and feuds from twenty years ago
. This was how she unexpectedly learned that Lin Xiaoqing was a descendant of the Lin family.
Silence remained in the room. Lin Shikun's white eyebrows furrowed, and he glared at Lu Zhanrong. "You vixen, I
said so much, and you didn't say a word. You can't express your so-called happiness, can you?"
Images flashed through Lu Zhanrong's mind: Lin Xiaoqing's tearful pleas for help that night, her words that provoked Lu Zhanrong, her occasional
unintentional displays of naivety, and the way she moaned beneath Lu Zhanrong…
Almost instinctively, Lu Zhanrong immediately denied it. "No, I love her. I'm serious. I will
give her the most comfortable, happiest, and most fulfilling life."
However, even Lu Zhanrong herself found it unbelievable that she
had said she loved Lin Xiaoqing so naturally.
It was a pity that Xiaoqing wasn't by her side and couldn't hear these touching words.
Lin Shikun raised an eyebrow. "How do you plan to give her happiness, making her live a life of ridicule, gossip
, and shame?"
Lu Zhanrong was stunned, staring at Lin Shikun in astonishment.
Indeed, how could she give Lin Xiaoqing happiness?
"This…" Lu Zhanrong was speechless.
Never before had any woman made Lu Zhanrong so hesitant and conflicted.
Her female companions loved her money, and she was happy to be a sucker; it was a mutually beneficial arrangement, and she had never needed
to think about such matters. Now, Lu Zhanrong felt a despondency she had never experienced before.
Lin Shikun cleared his throat and said, "Xiaoqing is only nineteen. I don't want her to suffer the attacks of gossip. That's
too unfair and too cruel to her. Let me be frank: if you love her, then let her go. Ask me
one more question: does Xiaoqing love you?"
Lu Zhanrong's expression changed, her face darkening as she pondered Lin Shikun's question, "Does Xiaoqing love you?"
"Does Xiaoqing love me?" Lu Zhanrong silently asked herself, perhaps she should find the answer first
…
After much consideration, Lu Zhanrong finally raised her eyes and said, “Please give me a month. If Xiaoqing doesn’t love me,
I will definitely make her leave and find her own happiness.”
The proud woman, Lu Zhanrong’s answer was still arrogant.
Lu Zhanrong told herself that regardless of whether Lin Xiaoqing loved her now or not, she would make Lin Xiaoqing fall in love with her within a month
.
“Okay!” Time passed unusually slowly during Lin Shikun’s silence. His beloved granddaughter’s hazy
eyes, showing her hesitation, had led Lin Shikun to make a decision he himself couldn’t believe—he had actually given this
woman a chance.
Regardless of whether Xiaoqing loved this woman or not, his decision was wrong; he should have stopped her. But…
perhaps Lin Shikun felt he owed his granddaughter too much. He wanted her to find true happiness, to live a
joyful life from now on. Even if he truly fell in love with the woman before him, he would still give Xiaoqing
the life she wanted, offering her blessings and prayers—a way of making amends to his beloved granddaughter and also
a way of giving closure to his deceased son and daughter-in-law.
When Lu Zhanrong left the room, he saw Lin Xiaoqing sitting in the living room, looking puzzled. He quietly walked
over, around the sofa, and gently kissed her cheek. "I'll pick you up for class tomorrow," he said, his voice
filled with tenderness.
For the next few days, Lu Zhanrong acted as her driver, picking Lin Xiaoqing up and dropping her off at class every day. He even
pushed some very important meetings onto his good friend Ye Yi, who complained helplessly, "My life is so hard! Sigh! Who told
me to take someone else's salary? I can only bury my head and work hard."
When the Lu couple, tired from playing outside, returned home, they heard that their beloved daughter had someone she liked and strongly
demanded that Lu Zhanrong bring Lin Xiaoqing home that very day so they could meet her. It
was a November afternoon; the weather was still hot, but the wind carried a slight chill.
Lin Xiaoqing stepped out of the classroom, intending to use the free time to browse the bookstore and buy some reference books.
She walked restlessly, Lu Zhanrong's image already etched in her mind, impossible to shake off.
She truly didn't understand why her grandfather had given her a month to determine her feelings for Lu Zhanrong. Perhaps
it was because her grandfather loved her too much that he indulged her in indulging in such a worldly and unacceptable
relationship.
Since that day, Lu Zhanrong had been picking her up and dropping her off at school every day, but he hadn't asked to sleep with her anymore.
She couldn't comprehend why Lu Zhanrong had said those words that day,
leaving her so preoccupied and wondering what he was feeling when he said them. She didn't know what her grandfather and Lu Zhanrong had discussed that day
.
She thought their year together was just a transaction, and then they would never cross paths again.
She thought her conflicted feelings for Lu Zhanrong would fade with time.
But this sudden change caught her off guard.
She herself couldn't understand the stirrings in her heart. Like a tidal wave, it surged into
a corner of her heart, causing the sandwalls she had built to slowly crumble and collapse…
Foreign emotions began to shake a heart that had never been moved before; Lu Zhanrong's image was already etched upon it
…
With a soft sigh, Lin Xiaoqing looked up at the azure sky. It seemed that life truly was full
of surprises at every moment.
Suddenly, a figure in the sunlight rushing towards her blocked her path, bringing her back to her senses.
She immediately smiled.
"Xiaoqing, it's me, Zhu Shoudong, do you remember me?" Zhu Shoudong
asked breathlessly, his eyes full of expectation.
Lin Xiaoqing nodded, "I remember. Oh, right, this is the DVD I borrowed from you last time. I've finished watching it, so I'm returning it to
you." She handed him the DVD.
Taking the item, Zhu Shoudong wanted to have more time with the beauty, "Do you have anything to do later?"
Shaking her head, Lin Xiaoqing looked at him, "I just need to go to the bookstore, nothing special. What's wrong?"
Zhu Shoudong was secretly delighted, "Well, I'd like to have afternoon tea with you, is that alright?"
Say yes! Say yes quickly!
Lin Xiaoqing paused, thinking that she didn't have anything urgent in the afternoon, and readily agreed.
"Really? That's great!" Zhu Shoudong exclaimed excitedly. Seeing the girl's puzzled expression, he
composed himself slightly and asked with renewed vigor, "Do you have a favorite afternoon tea spot?"
After thinking for a moment, Lin Xiaoqing shook her head. "I'm sorry, I've only been to Shi'ai."
Shi'ai was where she used to work, and she rarely tried new things. Therefore, whenever she had free time, she would have
afternoon tea or a meal at Shi'ai.
"Would you like to try different places?"
She nodded happily. "Sure! Do you have any special recommendations?"
If someone recommended a place, she would be happy to try it.
At this moment, Zhu Shoudong felt as if he were flying with excitement!
"I'll take you to an afternoon tea place you'll definitely want to go back to." With a smile, he passionately
took her slender wrist and happily stepped out of the school gate.
Lin Xiaoqing, however, was so infected by his smile that she didn't notice that her hand was being held by him.
She and he left the school gate, hand in hand intimately, looking like a perfectly matched couple.
Under the shade of trees on the sidewalk, a black sports car pulled up. The window slowly rolled down, and a stunningly beautiful woman
stared at the couple with a chilling expression—a gaze that could kill.
Watching them get into a red Ford, Lu Zhanrong suppressed her anger, started the engine, and followed them
.
What was going on? Lu Zhanrong roared inwardly with rage.
Today, she had come to pick up Lin Xiaoqing from school as usual, but she hadn't expected to see this!
How could she be holding hands intimately with another man? Chatting and laughing, her radiant smile and joyful expression
were something Lu Zhanrong had never seen before.
Would she rather be with another man than with her?
A surge of jealousy swept over her, and Lu Zhanrong slammed her fist on the steering wheel in frustration.
Could it be that she had always been attracted to men?
The thought filled Lu Zhanrong with rage, but she chose to suppress it for now.
She wanted to see what they were up to.
About ten minutes later, the red Ford pulled up in front of a small, elegantly decorated house.
A black sports car parked across the street from the house, and through the window, Lu Zhanrong coldly observed their interaction
.
Zhu Shoudong parked his car, got out first, and gentlemanly opened the door for Lin Xiaoqing.
"This is it! The cocktails, juices, and snacks here are pretty good, with many choices." He
smiled broadly and led Lin Xiaoqing into the house, named "Blueman Cottage."
The interior was similar to the exterior. Although the space was less than twenty square meters, the decor was quite simple and
elegant, with portraits hanging on the walls. Soft music played, making it a pleasant
place to relax in the afternoon, have a drink, and relieve the fatigue of the day.
"How is it?" Zhu Shoudong asked happily, seeing Lin Xiaoqing's pleased expression.
Lin Xiaoqing smiled and nodded. "As soon as I walked in and saw these decorations and heard the music,
all my fatigue disappeared! I really like it, thank you."
Seeing her delight, Zhu Shoudong was even more pleased. He led her to a seat by the window with white curtains, picked up the menu,
and handed it to her.
"I love their cheese pancakes and special fruit juices the most. They smell wonderful and taste great. You should try
them!" Zhu Shoudong gestured for the waiter to order.
Lin Xiaoqing ordered a "Pink Beauty" cocktail, and so did Zhu Shoudong.
Hehe! He was also very happy to be able to drink the same beverage as someone he liked!
"Are you going to the bookstore to buy books later?" Zhu Shoudong tried to start a conversation.
"Yes! I want to buy some reference books."
"What are you missing? I can lend you some! That way you won't have to spend money to buy them." He was very generous!
Lin Xiaoqing politely declined, "Thank you, but I think reference books are essential for studying linguistics,
so I'll still have to buy them later."
Zhu Shoudong knew that Lin Xiaoqing had always maintained a distance from him, a polite and aloof manner , like a nodding
acquaintance, which sometimes frustrated him.
Since discovering her in a pavilion on campus last semester, he had been drawn to her cool aura and
the faint melancholy in her eyes, and thus began collecting information about her.
As the heir to the Zhu Group, obtaining information about Lin Xiaoqing was not difficult for him, and within a week
, he knew everything about her.
He discovered that she was a very independent and pitiful girl.
She had a sympathetic background, supporting herself and studying alone, which explained her
more mature demeanor than her peers.
He also found that this about her made him feel heartache and shame.
After all, he was a rich young master who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. He couldn't possibly
understand her upbringing, but he respected her even more.
He truly wanted to protect her for the rest of his life, if he could.
Zhu Shoudong, who was always all smiles, now looked at Lin Xiaoqing with heartache and pity as he recalled her past
.
Even the oblivious Lin Xiaoqing sensed something was wrong with him.
"Uh… what's wrong with me? Why are you looking at me like that?" His gaze was so gentle and affectionate, like
he was gazing at a lover. Lin Xiaoqing hurriedly looked away, frantically trying to find a topic to talk about, "By the way, Shoudong,
did you attend the book club this time?"
Zhu Shoudong snapped out of his reverie. "Oh! Yes! But I haven't gone since I went a few times! Because I've been busy writing
the proposal for this inter-school basketball tournament." Thinking of the dreaded proposal, he slumped into his chair, feigning a headache.
Lin Xiaoqing chuckled at his antics, her smile gradually spreading from her heart.
The two chatted away, the time ticking by, until dusk arrived.
Across the street, Lu Zhanrong's expression grew increasingly grim as time passed and Lin Xiaoqing's smile widened
.
"Ah! It's already seven o'clock, I have to go buy books, I'll be going now! Bye-bye." Lin Xiaoqing hurriedly
slung her bag over her shoulder and said goodbye to Zhu Shoudong.
Zhu Shoudong stood up. "Let me take you home, okay?"
He wanted to know where she lived now.
A few months ago, she moved out of her rented apartment, and no one knew where she had gone. He wanted to use
this opportunity to find out her address.
Lin Xiaoqing immediately wanted to refuse, but before she could speak, a cold voice had already rejected her.
"Xiaoqing will come back with me, you don't need to worry about her."
An arm encircled her slender waist, and Lin Xiaoqing looked at Lu Zhanrong, who had suddenly appeared. "You..."
Zhu Shoudong frowned, glaring unhappily at the woman who had abruptly interrupted their conversation. "Who are you?" Moreover,
she was intimately embracing his goddess.
Lu Zhanrong glanced at him, then looked down at the small woman in her arms. "You'd better explain to me clearly later,
who is this man to you?" It was not hard to tell from her tone that she was angry.
Lin Xiaoqing's dark eyes widened in panic. "No, he's just my friend, don't misunderstand." She hurriedly
waved her hands, trying to explain.
Lu Zhanrong's lips curled into a cold smile. "Whether it's true or false, I will find out. Now, come back with me." She grabbed
her hand and strode towards the door, showing no pity for whether she could keep up with her pace.
Seeing his beloved being treated this way, Zhu Shoudong angrily rushed forward, blocking Lu Zhanrong's path. "
Who are you? Didn't you see she can't keep up with you?"
Lu Zhanrong's face darkened, and she coldly uttered, "Get out of my way."
Zhu Shoudong wasn't afraid of this woman. He arrogantly snorted, "If you want me to get out of your way, you'd better give me a reason
. If it's too bad, I won't accept it."
Suddenly, Lu Zhanrong pulled Lin Xiaoqing towards herself. "She's my sister. Is it any of your business?"
"Let me tell you, Xiaoqing already has a fiancé. You'd better stop bothering her, or I'll make you regret it."
After uttering these vicious words, Lu Zhanrong turned and left without looking back, dragging Lin Xiaoqing away.
Lin Xiaoqing glanced apologetically at the stunned Zhu Shoudong, then followed the furious
Lu Zhanrong away.
A gentle breeze drifted into the room, making the wind chimes tinkle. Zhu Shoudong, left standing there, felt as if his world had
shattered.
Ugh… his dream girl already had a fiancé.
Was fate against him? His romance, which had just begun to blossom, had vanished.
Lin Xiaoqing nervously glanced at the person driving beside her.
Lu Zhanrong looked furious, her face chillingly cold, but despite this, she drove steadily
.
She didn't understand why Lu Zhanrong was suddenly angry. Was it just because she had afternoon tea with Zhu Shoudong?
Silence reigned throughout the drive, Lu Zhanrong's grim expression never fading. She suppressed her burgeoning anger and
calmly drove the car into the Lu family home.
Although Lin Xiaoqing didn't know Lu Zhanrong's purpose in bringing her to the Lu family home, she obediently followed behind her,
stepping through the gates.
The Lu couple, who had been chatting and laughing inside, approached their daughter with concern when she entered, her face pale
.
"Arong, why do you look so... oh?" Lu's mother's words trailed off as her gaze was
drawn to the little girl following behind her daughter.
"You must be Xiaoqing, so pretty and cute!" Lu's mother immediately forgot her daughter's presence, pulling
Lin Xiaoqing to sit on the sofa and beginning to investigate her background.
"You're so young! How old are you? How do you know my Arong? Has Arong ever bullied you?
If so, don't hesitate to tell me, and I'll make you my protector..." Lu's mother was naturally hospitable, and she was especially
fond of anyone her daughter liked.
Xiaoqing, faced with such enthusiasm from Lu's mother, almost couldn't handle it, but still politely and obediently responded, "Auntie,
I—"
"I..." Xiaoqing looked to Lu Zhanrong, who stood to the side, for help, only to see that her face was even
more pale than before.
What was wrong with her? She seemed even angrier…
Lu Zhanrong's face was indeed more gloomy than before, but not from anger.
Her mother's question reminded her of the age gap between herself and Lin Xiaoqing, and how she had used despicable
means to win her over. This made Lu Zhanrong feel as if a heavy stone was pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe
, and an overwhelming sense of shame welled up inside her. Therefore, her face became even more unsightly.
Lu Zhanrong avoided Lin Xiaoqing's bright eyes and pretended to talk to her father.
Knowing that Lu Zhanrong had no interest in her, Lin Xiaoqing had to rely on herself to answer carefully, avoiding an awkward
encounter between the two, choosing to downplay the issue.
"Um… I'm nineteen. She's never bullied me, she's been very good to me… Thank you."
Delighted to hear such praise from her daughter, Lu's mother couldn't help but show pride. "Speaking of my daughter,
there's really nothing to say. Not only is she beautiful, but she's also smart and capable." What followed was another long speech from Lu's mother about her precious
daughter.
"Alright! Enough said, you must not have eaten yet! Come and eat, I cooked a bunch of my specialties!"
Lu's mother warmly pulled Lin Xiaoqing into the dining room, seating her next to herself. Throughout the meal, she constantly served
her food and rice, showering her with concern, which deeply moved Lin Xiaoqing.
Having lost her mother for many years, a warm feeling slowly rose in her heart, and Lin Xiaoqing's eyes suddenly reddened with emotion
.
After dinner, Lin Xiaoqing helped Lu's mother clean up and wash the dishes. Their interaction was so sweet that Lu Zhanrong felt a little jealous.
Looking from the living room into the kitchen, her gaze followed Lin Xiaoqing. She rarely saw Lin Xiaoqing smile like that,
and the fact that her mother had only spent a few hours with her, yet Lin Xiaoqing was already smiling so openly, made Lu Zhanrong
uncomfortable.
However, what bothered her even more was the image of Lin Xiaoqing holding hands with that man that afternoon.
Standing up, under her parents' astonished gazes, Lu Zhanrong pulled the busy Lin Xiaoqing out of the kitchen and
upstairs.
As soon as they entered the room, Lu Zhanrong sealed Lin Xiaoqing's lips with a tight kiss, declaring that a passionate scene was about to unfold
.
Lin Xiaoqing pressed against her chest, pushing Lu Zhanrong away several steps, and explained awkwardly, "That
boy this afternoon is just my classmate. Don't make wild guesses. I really have nothing to do with him. Please believe me."
Lu Zhanrong remained silent, her burning eyes revealing undisguised desire.
Lu Zhanrong approached her step by step, forcing her to the edge of the bed. In her terror, he pushed her down onto the soft mattress
.
"Rong, listen to me..."
Lu Zhanrong tore open her shirt. "I don't want to hear it. Now, be quiet."
At this moment, Lu Zhanrong only wanted to possess her to vent his anger.
"No, I don't want to, go away." Pushing Lu Zhanrong away again, Lin Xiaoqing quickly scrambled to the side, covering
her exposed skin. "Rong, please listen to me, okay? He's just my classmate, there's really nothing between us
..."
"Nothing? Then tell me, what happened when I saw you holding hands?" Lu Zhanrong
asked with a sinister expression.
"It wasn't like that. I didn't feel him holding my hand, otherwise I would have pulled away. Really,
you have to believe me." She only realized he was holding her hand before getting into Zhu Shoudong's car.
Seeing the distrust still lingering in Lu Zhanrong's eyes, Lin Xiaoqing gently said, "We really have nothing going on, please
believe me, okay?"
"Enough, I don't want to hear it. Now, do you want me to force you, or will you come over obediently?"
"You…" The anger in Lu Zhanrong's eyes terrified her, and she trembled as she slowly approached him.
"Oh my god, I didn't mean for you to be afraid of me!" Lu Zhanrong roared angrily, forcefully pulling her over and pinning her down,
meeting Lin Xiaoqing's fearful expression.
"You…you're only making me more afraid of you…" Lin Xiaoqing said cautiously.
Staring at her, Lu Zhanrong exhaled heavily, then released her and strode angrily into the bathroom.
Lin Xiaoqing's large, bright eyes stared at his retreating figure. She knew Lu Zhanrong wouldn't really hurt her, although
his anger had frightened her just now.
Lu Zhanrong, surrounded by sycophants in the business world, always aloof and inconsiderate,
self-centered, yet possesses a gentler side than her business persona
.
Her mother told her she was twenty-nine, had never confessed her feelings for anyone before, and was used to playing
the field. Though outwardly cold and aloof, she softened and yielded to those Lu Zhanrong cared about.
She was no longer confused by her past speculations and gradually accepted the message from her heart—she
cared for Lu Zhanrong too.
Gently removing her clothes, Lin Xiaoqing slowly walked towards the half-open bathroom door, her face flushed, staring at
her naked body with its back to her. Suppressing
her shyness to turn away, she approached Lu Zhanrong, and under the rushing water, gently wrapped her arms around her
waist, her cheek pressed against her warm back, feeling Lu Zhanrong visibly shudder.
She whispered, "I hope you can try to believe me, and I hope you can look at me with your heart... okay?"
Lu Zhanrong turned and pulled her into his arms, gazing at Lin Xiaoqing's face, searching for a
flaw in her sincerity. However, Lu Zhanrong only saw pleading and tenderness in her bright eyes.
"You..."
An impulse made Lin Xiaoqing part her lips slightly, teasing and caressing Lu Zhanrong's nipple.
Lin Xiaoqing longed for her.
Under the spray of water, Lin Xiaoqing's hair was also wet, her pink tongue gently
and slowly leaving rain-like kiss marks on Lu Zhanrong's breast. Lu Zhanrong closed his eyes, his mind still processing Lin Xiaoqing's words.
Lin Xiaoqing, actually, cares about her too, doesn't she?
The question, Lu Zhanrong couldn't voice.
Lu Zhanrong always kept his questions in his heart, slowly absorbing and digesting them, then suppressing them.
Many words, he couldn't say, because he couldn't save face, because it would be a sign of weakness.
Lu Zhanrong, taking the initiative, pulled Lin Xiaoqing into the bathtub filled with water. He applied some shampoo and gently
massaged her scalp.
The comfortable sensation on her scalp made Lin Xiaoqing close her eyes, enjoying this heavenly service.
Lu Zhanrong wasn't a romantic person; he used to only know how to enjoy everything a woman offered him. Now, for
the woman he cared about, Lu Zhanrong could be romantic, understanding, and even trust Lin Xiaoqing completely.
If they were to spend their lives together, then Lu Zhanrong should try to trust this little woman.
Lu Zhanrong rinsed the foam off her hair, then took some shower gel to help Lin Xiaoqing cleanse herself. As his
hand caressed Lin Xiaoqing's delicate skin, she involuntarily let out a soft moan, then blushed
and lowered her head, shyly grasping Lu Zhanrong's increasingly audacious hand. "I want to do it myself, is that okay?" Not wanting to ruin the atmosphere, Lin Xiaoqing 　　expressed her request
in a questioning tone . 　　Lu Zhanrong leaned close to her ear, kissing her fair earlobe, his voice hoarse as he asked, "What do you think?" 　　Lin Xiaoqing trembled slightly, realizing Lu Zhanrong wouldn't let her off so easily. Suppressing her shyness 　　, she passively accepted his advances. 　　Lu Zhanrong's hands slid from her rounded shoulders to Lin Xiaoqing's full, white breasts, one in each hand, gently 　　caressing and kneading them, his fingertips pinching and twisting the blossoming nipples, creating an atmosphere of desire. 　　Lin Xiaoqing gradually became immersed in the moment, her arms clinging to Lu Zhanrong's arms, letting out soft, fragrant breaths. 　　After washing her body, Lu Zhanrong quickly picked her up, placing her in the center of the bed, and picked up a...

A bath towel was used to dry Lin Xiaoqing's damp hair, then a hairdryer was used to blow-dry it.
Completely naked, Lin Xiaoqing no longer had the courage to tease Lu Zhanrong as she had earlier
. Now, all she wanted to do was pull up the nearby blanket to cover herself.
But whether intentionally or unintentionally, Lu Zhanrong plopped down on the blanket, forcing her to cover her
private parts with her hands.
With a smile in his eyes, Lu Zhanrong knew Lin Xiaoqing's embarrassment, yet he mischievously pressed down on the only thing that could completely
cover her body, the blanket, so he could properly enjoy this sight.
Once Lin Xiaoqing's hair was dry, Lu Zhanrong tossed the hairdryer aside, turned around, grabbed her as she tried to escape, and, amidst her
screams, pinned her down, blocking her path.
"Silly girl, you had the guts to tempt me, and now you want to run away? Where did your courage go? Hmm?" Lu Zhanrong
gently scolded her foolishness with indulgent affection.
Did she think that after arousing Lu Zhanrong to the point of madness, she would have no way out?
Lin Xiaoqing covered her eyes, shyly crying out, "I...I didn't mean to just now, please, please don't keep
staring at me!" She felt extremely uncomfortable under Lu Zhanrong's gaze.
Pulling down Lin Xiaoqing's ostrich-like defensive hands, Lu Zhanrong sealed her lips with a gentle kiss, one hand sliding
over Lin Xiaoqing's flat stomach, probing into the mysterious triangle area that only Lu Zhanrong had ever visited.
His slender fingers parted Lin Xiaoqing's tightly closed legs, his palm covering Lin Xiaoqing's private parts, caressing and
teasing, arousing the fluids of passion.
Feeling the wetness flowing between her legs, Lin Xiaoqing shamefully tried to close her legs to avoid Lu Zhanrong's
hands, but Lu Zhanrong pulled them wider and wrapped his arms around her waist. Now, Lu Zhanrong's entire body occupied between her legs
, and her private parts were completely exposed to Lu Zhanrong's gaze.
"You..." Lin Xiaoqing exclaimed in surprise.
Lu Zhanrong's fingertips traced more love juices on Lin Xiaoqing's soft area, his slender index finger inserted
into her pink slit, rotating and thrusting.
"Ah..." Lin Xiaoqing arched her pert buttocks, her face flushed as she welcomed the long fingers ravaging her flower path,
moaning in a daze of passion.
"You know, moaning can arouse the animalistic desires within a person?" Lu Zhanrong smiled wickedly at Lin Xiaoqing , one hand grasping her full breasts, kneading and squeezing them wantonly, while the other hand 　　created wave after wave of pleasure
in her alluring flower . 　　"I... ah, ah..." Lin Xiaoqing couldn't control herself from making a sound, instead, her moans became even more wanton, her small 　　hands helplessly twisting the quilt beside her, resisting the pleasure emanating from her private parts. 　　Lu Zhanrong kissed her forehead, which was damp with a light sheen of sweat, with tenderness. Then, he withdrew his index finger and, amidst her protesting moans 　　, pressed her long, slender, white legs against her breasts. His sensual lips followed, licking her swollen, 　　engorged vulva, occasionally probing her tender crevice with the tip of his tongue. 　　"Mmm...ah...it's so hot...don't, don't do this..." Lin Xiaoqing was almost dying of embarrassment. 　　Lu Zhanrong was actually using her tongue to do this. 　　Lin Xiaoqing tried to break free in a panic, but her body was held down by Lu Zhanrong. 　　"Qing, be good, I just want to please you, don't be afraid...don't be afraid of me..." Lu Zhanrong soothed the frightened 　　Lin Xiaoqing, spreading her legs apart and pressing them to her sides. 　　The beautiful sight before him was too tempting, enticing Lu Zhanrong to make even more reckless moves. 　　Her tongue skillfully teased, swirled, and nibbled at the tender, dewy petals… 　　“Ah… um…” 　　“Is it comfortable, Qing?” Lu Zhanrong moved her lips away, releasing her hold, and shifted her position, completely covering the 　　sensitive lips that had just received her touch, caressing them back and forth. 　　Lin Xiaoqing trembled uncontrollably, the emptiness in her lower abdomen mixed with a strong desire sweeping over her, and she couldn’t help but 　　sob softly. 　　“Waaah… I feel so uncomfortable… what should I do… Zhanrong…” With tears in her eyes, she pleaded with Lu Zhanrong. 　　Lu Zhanrong’s passion was too intense for Lin Xiaoqing, who had only recently experienced the taste of desire. She gently 　　pulled Lin Xiaoqing up, making her face her, and guided Lin Xiaoqing’s hand to caress her own lips, leading her towards an 　　even more intense tide of love and desire. 　　“How about this? Will you still feel uncomfortable?” Lu Zhanrong asked softly, her smiling, lustful eyes gazing at Lin Xiaoqing’s 　　hazy eyes. 　　Lin Xiaoqing gasped, blushing and trying to pull her hand away, but Lu Zhanrong grabbed her and inserted two fingers into her vagina, 　　causing her to arch her body and moan with excitement. 　　"You'll like it, Qing. I'm going to guide you through various sexual positions and techniques, giving you a completely new experience every time we have 　　sex." 　　"Ah... I'm so hot, so hot... um..." 　　Passionate tears slid down her cheeks. Under Lu Zhanrong's guidance, Lin Xiaoqing reached an unparalleled 　　climax through her own fingers, sensitively feeling the fingers still buried deep inside her wet vagina, covered in thick, 　　sticky fluid from the intense contractions of her vaginal canal. 　　Lin Xiaoqing gasped for breath. After the spasms subsided, she tried to pull the fingers out of her vagina, but Lu 　　Zhanrong instead sent her hand to his thin lips... 　　"Ah... how could you... do this... so... so... so lewd." 　　Lu Zhanrong erotically licked the saliva from Lin Xiaoqing's snow-white fingers, his eyes meeting her dazed gaze. 　　A wicked smile spread across his face. "So sweet... taste it, this is your taste." 　　His domineering lips pressed deeply against Lin Xiaoqing's red lips as he spoke, 　　spreading her saliva between them through their intertwined lips. 　　"Now, tell me, are you comfortable? Hmm?" 　　Lin Xiaoqing nodded and shook her head haphazardly, unable to understand what Lu Zhanrong was saying. She grabbed Lu Zhanrong's hand and placed it 　　on her breasts, sobbing, "So hot, so burning... Rong... let me be free... please..." 　　Even though her appearance, trapped by lust, was undeniably alluring, her own desire remained unfulfilled. So he pressed himself against her 　　, both sighing at their sweet union. 　　After the passion subsided, Lin Xiaoqing was almost breathless from Lu Zhanrong's weight. 　　Lu Zhanrong propped herself up. "You didn't faint this time?" 　　Lu Zhanrong was referring to the time she fainted from exhaustion when she went to see the stars last time.

Lin Xiaoqing's cheeks were already as red as apples. She shook her head shyly, trying to take advantage of the
moment Lu Zhanrong propped herself up to separate herself from her.
Just a little longer…
Lin Xiaoqing twisted her body, her shapely buttocks constantly moving backward.
Almost there…
"You haven't fainted, which means you still have energy." With a hint of playful teasing, Lu Zhanrong's eyes flashed
, desire surfacing.
Huh? Lin Xiaoqing blinked her big eyes, looking up at Lu Zhanrong. Seeing the naked desire in her eyes,
alarm bells rang in Lin Xiaoqing's heart.
Was Lu Zhanrong going to…
"You guessed right." Lu Zhanrong smiled and kissed Lin Xiaoqing's slightly parted red lips, which were filled with surprise.
Lin Xiaoqing's thoughts were written all over her face; they were easy to guess.
"Mmm…" She was unable to protest, her small hands constantly pushing Lu Zhanrong away.
Unfortunately, Lin Xiaoqing was no match for Lu Zhanrong. Even her strength to hit him was mistaken for giving him a massage
. She couldn't resist Lu Zhanrong's forceful demands at all.
"Rong, let's talk this out..." Lin Xiaoqing tried to use a pleading tactic to stall for time.
But Lu Zhanrong seemed to have no room for negotiation, pressing closer to her.
He withdrew from her body, his hand caressing her moist lips, attempting to arouse her desire again.
"Rong...you, you can't do this..." Lin Xiaoqing grabbed Lu Zhanrong's increasingly unrestrained hand,
pleading pitifully.
She was truly exhausted.
Lin Xiaoqing silently prayed to God that Lu Zhanrong would have a change of heart.
However, perhaps because she wasn't sincere enough, Lu Zhanrong suddenly grabbed Lin Xiaoqing's hands and placed them on her
...
"Ah!" she cried out in surprise, staring in panic at the woman whose eyes were burning with desire.
She tried to pull her hands away, but Lu Zhanrong held them tightly.
Lu Zhanrong's index finger traced the labia of Lin Xiaoqing, finding the spot where she had just entered her flower path. He deliberately
circled the outside of her tender slit, arousing her desire.
"Ah..." Her lips, swollen from Lu Zhanrong's kisses, emitted ecstatic moans. Unsatisfied, she
swayed her hips towards Lu Zhanrong, demanding more.
"Rong...I want..."
"Heh...you look so beautiful with unsatisfied..." Lu Zhanrong chuckled mockingly, his finger also piercing
her empty flower cave, stirring and thrusting inside.
"Oh..." she sighed contentedly, her hips swaying in sync with Lu Zhanrong's wild thrusts.
"Rong...Rong...ah..." Lin Xiaoqing frantically called out Lu Zhanrong's name, her tight, wet cave tightly
gripping his index finger, the soft walls of her cave rubbing against it, bringing her immense pleasure.
Withdrawing his fingers, Lu Zhanrong raised Lin Xiaoqing's fair legs, exposing her private parts completely to him
. His already lustful eyes deepened.
"Ah!" Lin Xiaoqing screamed, shyly covering her private parts to prevent Lu Zhanrong from seeing.
"Don't cover up." Pushing aside her defensive hands, Lu Zhanrong said calmly, his dark eyes flashing with a bright lust . His
hand followed, reaching for her pink labia, teasing and playing with them wantonly.
"Ugh..." Lin Xiaoqing groaned, frantically clutching the blanket beside her, her lower body
arching against Lu Zhanrong. Her pink labia were engorged and extremely sensitive from Lu Zhanrong's play.
Lu Zhanrong's breathing gradually became erratic, and his hand intensified its ravages on her poor private parts,
tormenting Lin Xiaoqing's clitoris until it was erect and perky before he turned to conquer her vagina.
"Rong...no...don't do it again...I feel so bad..." she sobbed softly, her whole body trembling sensitively.
Her lower body was hot and numb, her legs still wide open, a position that made her extremely embarrassed.
Lu Zhanrong ignored her, his fingers lingering outside her flower cave, then he placed her legs on his
broad shoulders, bringing her private parts closer to him, satisfied to hear her shy, shrill cries.
"Ah...don't do this..." she squinted her lustful, bright eyes, shaking her head helplessly.
She was powerless to resist Lu Zhanrong's seductive actions and could only plead with him.
"You're so beautiful here," Lu Zhanrong sighed, then lowered his head, approaching that mysterious triangle, taking her
sensitive, erect clitoris into his mouth, biting it with his teeth and licking it with his tongue, causing her to cry out incessantly.
"Ugh...um...no more...ugh..." she shook her head frantically, weakly emitting shrill cries
and moans.
This position allowed her to clearly see how Lu Zhanrong caressed her private parts. His tongue was
washing over her petals, looking so erotic…
As if he had had enough, Lu Zhanrong's tongue left her clitoris.
Just when she thought Lu Zhanrong was about to end this shameful teasing, she saw him insert his tongue into her
body.
"Ah…no…uh…" She shyly covered her
red lips, which were constantly uttering moans due to the deepening pleasure, and watched Lu Zhanrong's increasingly passionate actions through tearful eyes. Even more shameful, she noticed that
the clear liquid overflowing from her flower had even stained her thighs. Lu
Zhanrong's nimble tongue kept gently thrusting and withdrawing from her flower, which was full of love fluid, determined to arouse her
until she finally couldn't bear it anymore and convulsed under Lu Zhanrong's tongue, screaming Lu Zhanrong's
name, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, before he finally released her with satisfaction.
"Tell me, are you comfortable?" Lu Zhanrong gently stroked Lin Xiaoqing's sweaty face, tenderly asking
the tearful woman.
She shuddered, recovering from the afterglow of her recent climax, her eyes filled with satisfied accusation, "You...you're so bad
...how could you be so bad..." Her hand trembled as she covered her soaked private parts,
tears welling in her eyes.
"Is that so?" Lu Zhanrong sighed dangerously, narrowing his dark eyes, locking them in her tearful gaze, "Little woman, I
'll let you taste something even worse..."
"Mmm..."
"Ah..."
"Oh..."
After Lin Xiaoqing experienced several consecutive climaxes, Lu Zhanrong accompanied her to the palace of passion.
………………………………！ ...
"Ding..." A pleasant cell phone ringtone sounded in the room. Lu Zhanrong grabbed her phone in fury
, wanting to smash it. As the deputy general manager of a hotel, she had no choice but to live this kind of upside-down
life. She glanced at her phone; it was already 4 PM. She had finished work at 3 AM last night, climbed into bed at 4 AM, and
slept for a full 12 hours. It was just a pity that this phone call had interrupted her sweet dream. She got up,
washed up, and feeling bored, picked up a pen and described her erotic dream from the previous night. After finishing,
Lu Zhanrong read it again, gave a self-deprecating laugh, and said, "I'm so bored." She crumpled the pages into a ball,
threw it out the window, and it flew out.
(The End)

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