[Urban] Hidden Rules (Complete) - 3

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Chapter Eighteen: Youthful Invincibility.

Who were Director Wang and Zhou Yan? They exchanged a knowing glance. Since Sun Qiao had never played tennis before, Zhou Yan took advantage of Director Wang and Li Huai Ren's warm-up to explain the rules to her.

Sun Qiao knew a few strokes of ping-pong, so explaining the rules wasn't too difficult. Simply put, the game involved two players trying their best to hit the ball into the opponent's court, taking turns hitting until one player couldn't reach the ball or hit it out of bounds. The rules were simple, but playing was anything but. Zhou Yan had Sun Qiao practice serving with a ball machine. After giving her a couple of pointers, she let Sun Qiao practice on her own while she went to keep score for Director Wang and Li Huai Ren. As

Sun Qiao practiced, she felt like tennis was unfair to her. The ball wouldn't go very far before falling back down. At her level, even serving over the net was impossible, let alone playing a round-robin match. She was very discouraged. It's important to understand that in a match, if one player's serve doesn't go over the net, the other player scores an immediate point. However, professional players rarely miss the net; at most, they might accidentally touch the net or hit it out of bounds with too much force. Although Sun Qiao tried very hard, she couldn't master the technique quickly enough. Coupled with her lack of regular training and weak strength, she didn't make much progress after practicing for a long time, which made her increasingly bored. Looking at the actual court, Wang Juzheng and Li Huairen were locked in a fierce battle. Both were likely seasoned players, their every move executed with precision and skill. Their back-and-forth exchanges of serves and returns were a pleasure to watch... Sun Qiao then noticed that Wang Juzheng had missed a serve, shaking his head in regret. It seemed Li Huairen had won. The two then switched sides, this time with Li Huairen serving first. His movements were beautiful, his back forming an inverted triangle shape. Perhaps due to regular exercise, his physique, despite being nearly forty, rivaled that of a young man. His legs, beneath his shorts, were strong and powerful. When serving, his body would slightly arch, then spring back quickly at the moment of impact, his legs moving in a staggered pattern... Sun Qiao was somewhat mesmerized, thinking, "Even if I can't play, I can appreciate it. Li Huairen is clearly the better player, but I didn't expect him to play so elegantly."

After playing for half an hour, Director Wang was exhausted. Perhaps due to his age, he had some extra weight and gradually lost his strength, making repeated mistakes and quickly losing the match.

Seeing them rest under the shade of a tree, Sun Qiao, finding nothing to watch, started practicing again out of boredom. One ball, two balls, the more she played, the more tired and less skilled she became. She even shook her head at the sight, until a tall shadow blocked her view.

"Young people have no patience, huh? You're using this as a fly swatter, haha," Li Huai Ren said, walking over to watch Sun Qiao practice. He and Director Wang had just discussed under the shade of the tree and decided to play a doubles match later, letting the women participate. Director Wang's idea was to pair a skilled player with a less skilled one, and two skilled but not very good players together, making it fairer to have two pairs. Li Huairen couldn't possibly be unaware of Wang Ju's intentions, but since Wang Ju's flattery was spot on, Li Huairen didn't refuse. He secretly observed Sun Qiao and felt that she looked several years younger just by looking at her—what a fresh life she was, like the sun just rising above the horizon, young, beautiful, and full of vigor, the age that everyone longed for.

Sun Qiao blushed, embarrassed that he had discovered her, and revealed her girlish coquettishness, brushing the wet hair stuck to her neck: "I'm weak, look, I haven't even gone five meters."

"Come on, let me see." Li Huai Ren walked behind Sun Qiao: "First of all, the serving posture is very important. You see, every sport has its key points. The correct posture makes your efforts worthwhile..." He helped her adjust her grip: "The Chinese grip is very good for you. The foreign grip is more difficult for girls... Try it again, let me see if you have any talent."

When Li Huai Ren's hand touched Sun Qiao, her body involuntarily trembled, like a nerve reflex, completely out of control. She felt her brain short-circuit for a second, feeling dizzy. Then she thought, although Li Huai Ren was a man, he was very gentlemanly. His actions were all subtle and didn't seem to be taking advantage of her by teaching her the moves. He simply corrected her grip and posture before stepping aside. Where did that dizzying pressure come from? Sun Qiao thought it was just a figment of her imagination and might not even exist.

Actually, that wasn't the case. Li Huai Ren wasn't as innocent as she thought. When he touched that slender, white hand, his thoughts had already gone very far—he imagined that the hand wasn't holding a racket, but something from his lower body, something much thicker and hotter than the racket handle, something that could send this little girl to heaven or hell, something that could make her cry, make her scream… Yes, in that instant, what he was thinking about was how to use his large penis to fuck this tender little girl hard, which position to use to bring her to orgasm, which position to use to make her tremble and beg for mercy…

Sun Qiao's reaction was entirely based on a woman's intuition. This danger wasn't something that could be seen with the naked eye. Apart from the fleeting greed in Li Huai Ren's eyes, his expression remained calm and peaceful, like a gentle and harmless elder. He corrected her carefully, occasionally making a few jokes, such as, "You'll stand at the net later."

"Why not you at the net?"

"Because the net is easier, you haven't played it before, have you?" He meant that he gave her the easier position.

"What's the purpose of the net in front of the station?" Sun Qiao asked naively.

"A blocking net." "

It's not volleyball," Sun Qiao knew she'd been tricked, sticking out her bright red tongue and making a face at him.

Li Huai Ren's heart skipped a beat—a little girl's coquettishness was indeed a powerful tool for playing up her sex appeal; without revealing her breasts or genitals, she was unforgettable at first sight.

Later, Sun Qiao's mischievous little tongue continued to haunt his dreams on many nights afterward…

Who could win between the best pairing, the worst, and two mediocre ones? This seemingly evenly matched doubles combination wasn't as balanced as people thought, because… it really depended on eliminating the possibility of own goals.

When the opponent served the second ball, Li Huai Ren suddenly let out a muffled groan and squatted down. Director Wang and Zhou Yan burst into laughter. Sun Qiao was startled—she clearly remembered hitting the ball, and even felt a surge of joy. Before, she hadn't even touched the ball; Li Huai Ren had blocked all the serves.

"No way, no way, Lao Wang, it's three against one, how can I possibly win?" Li Huairen stood up, rubbing his shoulders. He pinched Sun Qiao's pointed chin with two fingers and laughed, "Little Sun, how could someone as pretty as you be a spy?"

Sun Qiao was momentarily embarrassed. Zhou Yan and Director Wang were laughing incessantly beside her, so she didn't think too much about Li Huairen's obviously teasing gesture, taking it as an elder's joke.

At dinner, Li Huairen said, "Little Sun, hitting the ball is a good thing; it means you're quick to react. But remember to hit it towards the opponent's court, not always at me. We're on the same side."

Sun Qiao had played with them all afternoon and had relaxed a bit. Now she protested, "Mr. Li, stop laughing at me! How long are you going to keep laughing?"

Zhou Yan also laughed, "My little sister is really on my side. I haven't spoiled her for nothing." He held her hand, praising her incessantly.

Director Wang was doubled over with laughter, feeling smug as he saw Minister Li taking a liking to Sun Qiao, as if he could get promoted half a rank tomorrow. He also took the opportunity to mock his superior: "Huai Ren, if we're talking about fair and square basketball, I've never beaten you. I usually want to call you 'brother,' but you're a higher-ranking officer than me. I'm getting old, and this is so frustrating. I thought my life would just stay like this forever. But today, this young lady Sun is on my side and has avenged me."

"Call me Uncle Li. I'm more than twenty years older than you, so I should at least call you Uncle." Amidst the laughter, Li Huairen calmly made his request. Sometimes, a suitable form of address can even serve as camouflage, making the unreasonable seem justifiable. Therefore, although he wasn't in a hurry to do anything to Sun Qiao, he insisted that she change her form of address.

Chapter Nineteen: The Wheel of Fortune (Middle H)

Taking advantage of the two ladies going to the restroom, Li Huairen, in a good mood, gave Director Wang a hint: "Old Wang, that Secretary Shao above you is a deep rabbit hole; don't go looking for trouble with him."

Director Wang both envied and resented Shao Pengyuan. It turned out Shao Pengyuan was actually half a rank higher than Director Wang, serving as the Party Secretary of the Cultural Bureau and also the director of a radio station. He lived a comfortable and carefree life with both power and beauty, and Shao Pengyuan would occasionally make things difficult for Director Wang both in meetings and privately, which was truly infuriating.

Li Huairen, as a minister, was in a higher position, observing the power struggles from the sidelines, mostly watching from the sidelines without interfering. However, no one dared to provoke him. This time, Old Wang had introduced him to Miss Sun, and while he wasn't ungrateful, he wouldn't harm his subordinates for a woman he hadn't yet won over. As an official, he had to be extra careful in managing his troops, lest he be manipulated by someone with ulterior motives, and the consequences would be dire.

After the dinner, Zhou Yan and Sun Qiao were supposed to go home. Li Huai Ren didn't intend to develop a relationship with Sun Qiao too quickly. He thought she was just a young girl, around ten years old, a pure and innocent flower, and things should be taken at a leisurely pace to avoid being abrupt. However, things took an unexpected turn. Zhou Yan got two flat tires, and when they arrived at the parking lot, someone had somehow managed to sabotage the process, leaving both tires flat and flat on the ground. She had no choice but to ask Li Huai Ren to take Sun Qiao home. Sun Qiao initially resisted, trying to refuse, but the club was in the suburbs, deliberately chosen for its quiet location with no public transportation. Without a car, it was practically impossible to get around.

"You called me 'Uncle,' I can't expect you to walk home," Li Huai Ren said, his face darkening. Zhou Yan then gave her a push, and Sun Qiao reluctantly got into the car.

As for Director Wang, he secretly rejoiced at Zhou Yan's broken-down car. He hadn't touched her for two days and was craving her intensely. He pulled her to the back seat, ignoring the driver in the front, and kissed her passionately as soon as the door closed.

Director Wang had spent half his life in the officialdom, and the women he'd been with had changed countless times, from slender to plump. Because he was in power, women fawned over him like moths to a flame, probably jumping into his bed just as quickly. Therefore, Director Wang was the most fickle of men, and there was no way he could have any lasting affections. Zhou Yan was quite shrewd; she had kept this old wolf hooked for almost two years without being dumped, steadily enjoying her newfound wealth. With such a powerful backer, she could choose any of the three professions: film, television, and music. The reason for this, besides Zhou Yan's beauty and fame, also included her skills in bed. Director Wang's penis was short, and most women didn't feel anything when he penetrated her; he always felt that her vagina was loose and uninteresting. Zhou Yan's mother was from the South, with narrow hips and a tight vagina. Although Zhou Yan was tall, she inherited this advantage from her mother. Her small vagina perfectly enveloped his not-so-thick penis, naturally satisfying Director Wang. Unlike a young girl, she wasn't shy or reserved; her lewd words and calls of "Daddy" always made the man feel satisfied, wishing he could fuck her to death.

Hearing the sounds of their passionate kisses behind him, even a fool would know what was going to happen. He carefully drove the car smoothly, his swollen penis bulging against his pants, growing larger with each unnatural bump of the car.

Zhou Yan was filled with hatred. This lecherous man was behaving inappropriately, making her lose face. She was, after all, a celebrity; not exactly a household name, but not an unknown either. Wang Ju, disregarding everything, unhooked her bra in the car, revealing her breasts. He pressed and rubbed her nipples with his thumb while lowering his head to suckle…

She wanted to kick this lecherous man out of the car, but she couldn't show it on her face. She could only carefully move her body to defend herself. Wang Ju's kneading and pinching left her breasts covered in red marks—thankfully, they weren't saline implants, otherwise one would have burst within a year. Wang Ju kissed her passionately, his penis fully erect. He pressed Zhou Yan down onto the car seat. Her once-refined face was now twisted and deformed by desire, a truly horrifying sight.

The driver in the front seat glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Director Wang hastily pinning the voluptuous female model down, haphazardly tugging at his shirt while pushing the woman's bra up to her armpits. He then pressed her flesh against her honey-colored body, rubbing his bare chest against her small, dove-like breasts. Those breasts were truly beautiful, like small hills, plump and tender, with delicate skin. The tips were two trembling red plum blossoms, glistening and wet from being licked by Director Wang's tongue, like peach blossoms in early spring, waiting to be plucked.

The Audi carrying Director Wang Tongming of the Cultural Bureau snaked along the highway, the driver's eyes darting around in the rearview mirror, afraid of missing the moment when his "golden spear" was sheathed. The female model, looking like a slut, moaned softly like a cat, thinking he couldn't hear her. But his ears were sharp; not a single word she uttered reached his ears. "Damn, what a whore, calling Wang Tong 'Daddy'! This long-legged bitch, so wanton!

" "Xiao Hu, pull over!" Director Wang's hand was already inside Zhou Yan's skirt, caressing her wet petals through her panties. Director Wang might not be a big shot, but he was skilled with his hands and mouth, capable of driving women to the brink of ecstasy, their heads flushed and burning with desire, wishing he could fuck them immediately.

Driver Xiao Hu glanced behind him, sped up, and said, "Director Wang, I'll turn onto the side road after the tollbooth; it's hard to park here." Director

Wang ignored him, only saying, "Hmm." He let out a sound, while inserting his middle finger into Zhou Yan's tight hole, moving it back and forth.

Zhou Yan was also aroused by his play, and not caring that there were other people in the car, she reached her hand to Wang Ju's crotch, nimbly unbuttoned his blouse, and took his hard penis in her hand to knead it. She skillfully stroked the shaft and pressed the glans. Wang Ju was almost ejaculating after she did it so quickly, so he grabbed her hand and pulled it above his head, then turned her mouth and gave her a series of passionate kisses. He didn't want his penis to be used before it reached the tip and all the bullets were in her hands...

"Baby, don't rush, it's all yours. Daddy hasn't done it for two days, this thing is too excited, it wants to fuck you to death before it cums!" "

This chapter didn't explain it all, the next chapter will continue. This chapter is now medium H, the next chapter is high H, see you tonight.

Chapter 20 Gang Rape (High H, Abuse)

Driver Xiao Hu turned onto a side road and drove east for about two or three kilometers, finally finding a good spot for 'wild sex'—there was a grove of trees there, and not many cars were passing by, so he turned the car over, parked, and turned off the engine.

"Chief, I'll get out and have a smoke." Xiao Hu tactfully made room for his superior.

"Okay!" Wang Tongming hurriedly pulled down Zhou Yan's panties.

Xiao Hu, being more cautious, took advantage of their inattention and lowered the right rear window by five or six millimeters before getting out of the car. He found a good angle that was neither easily noticed nor too dangerous to observe, lit a cigarette, and squinted inside.

Wang Tongming fed Zhou Yan some saliva, kissed her soft, red lips twice, and whispered in her ear, "I'm going to fuck you, baby, Daddy misses your pussy... Do you want Daddy's dick?" "

Yes...yes..." Zhou Yan opened her hazy, lustful eyes, sending a shiver down Wang Tongming's spine.

He made Zhou Yan kneel on the car seat, then stood behind her, unzipped his pants to her thighs, and held his penis in his hand, rubbing the round glans against her vulva. "What do you want from Daddy...tell me, tell me and I'll give it to you."

He coaxed her, applying pressure with his hand, occasionally letting the glans penetrate, but not actually going in, just thrusting in and out, driving Zhou Yan to scream like a madwoman.

"I want Daddy's penis, hurry up and put it in, Daddy, good Daddy, hurry up and put it in...Dad...Dad...um..."

Xiao Hu's eyes reddened. This wanton slut, so beautiful, and so...deserving to be ruined by an old man, deserved to be ridden by an old man! Deserving to be fucked to pieces in this desolate wilderness, she doesn't deserve any sympathy! He watched with envy and jealousy as the bureau chief rubbed his glans against that bitch, occasionally inserting it into her small slit, teasingly not going in too deep, gently pulling and grinding around on the outside... (Advertisement break: Still using your hands? How can that be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

It's strange that this live sex show was so eye-catching; Xiao Hu didn't notice a police car with flashing lights approaching on the road... He was still intently waiting for the scene of the golden gun fucking flesh.

"Police! Security check! Everyone get out of the car!" A tall, muscular police officer jumped out of the police car and flashed his badge at Xiao Hu. Xiao Hu was taken aback at first, then quickly realized, "Comrade, this is a Cultural Bureau vehicle, are you sure you're not mistaken?" He tried to block the officer's view into the car with his body while hurriedly offering him a cigarette, "It's so hot, you guys on duty really have it tough, here, have a smoke, brother."

The officer ignored his offer, quickly went around to the other side of the car, saluted sharply, and shouted, "Please get out of the car for a security check!"

Seeing the officer about to open the car door as he spoke, Xiao Hu quickly came over, smiling apologetically, "No, no, please don't."

"Please don't obstruct official business." Short and stocky Hu was pulled aside by the police officers.

Zhou Yan and Director Wang scrambled to get dressed, but before they were fully dressed, the car door was opened by the officers. In broad daylight, a blatant exchange of power and sex unfolded like a pornographic painting.

"What's going on?" Another policeman, equally burly and strong, rushed over to ask the first officer.

The first officer was stunned, staring at the two in the car, his dark face slightly flushed—that woman was truly beautiful.

"What's going on!" The second officer ran over and was also taken aback. Director

Wang wasn't the driver; he knew he absolutely couldn't reveal his identity now. The best course of action was to wait for the police to search the car and let them go. After all, a man and woman being intimate wasn't illegal, at most it would be a little embarrassing—he was determined: as long as his identity wasn't exposed, everything would be fine.

Just then, the second officer's walkie-talkie crackled to life.

"What's going on? What are they doing?" "The officer on the walkie-talkie said.

"Reporting, Captain, it looks like a Cultural Bureau car. There's a man and a woman in the back seat, and a driver outside."

"Any suspicious persons?"

"Reporting, the man and woman's clothes are disheveled...it looks like they're about to do that."

"..." A moment of silence.

"Let the man go, handcuff the woman, and bring her back for questioning." The decisive handling immediately relieved Director Wang.

"Yes, sir!" The officer received the order and dragged the struggling Zhou Yan out of the car. Zhou Yan glared angrily at Director Wang and shouted, "Wang Tongming, think of something! Just let them take me away!"

Having overheard the conversation between the officers and their colleagues, and seeing their uniforms, Wang Tongming already had a plan. He said to Zhou Yan, "It's okay, go with them and explain things clearly."

Zhou Yan was handcuffed by two police officers, her legs trembling with fear. She almost collapsed to the ground if someone hadn't supported her. Her face was pale with fright. "Director Wang, save me—save me—!" she cried, tears streaming down her face. "

Xiao Hu, what are you staring at? Get in the car." Director Wang needed to make a quick getaway, taking advantage of the situation.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yan was shoved and pushed into a specially made jeep by two strong young officers. She slumped into the back seat, dizzy and seeing stars.

A voice sounded above her: "Isn't this my dear niece? You've got guts! What, you and your dad found a place like this to have sex? Aren't you ashamed?"

It was Lu Zhanjiang!

Zhou Yan looked up, calming herself. Her earlier panic and fear had vanished. If it weren't for the tears still on her eyes, one would have thought she was a graduate of an acting school.

"My dear uncle, it's you! You scared me to death!" She straightened her back, shifted her hips closer to Lu Zhanjiang, found a good angle to throw herself into his arms, and, acting coquettishly, held the handcuffs in front of his eyes: "Hurry up and unlock them for me, look how red your wrists are!"

Two young police officers, one on each side, got into the car. Hearing the sound, they turned around and saw the woman already lying in their captain's arms, looking no more than twenty-two or twenty-three years old.

Lu Zhanjiang sneered: "Why didn't you reply to my text message? Do you only use people when you need them?

Oh... I'm only your uncle when you beg me, but what about when you can't beg me? Do you treat me like a grandson? Are you playing with me?"

"How could that be..." Zhou Yan knew that Lu Zhanjiang was no pushover, so she carefully responded, her voice sweet and endearing: "I was playing ball at the time, I didn't hear the text message, good uncle, I know you love me, you love me the most, hurry up and unlock them for me."

"Unlock them?" Lu Zhanjiang smiled again, saying to the two police officers: "Xiao Wei, Xiao Zhao."

"Yes, Captain." “

Xiao Wei, drive. Xiao Zhao, come to the back.”

“Yes, sir.” After Xiao Zhao moved to the back seat, Xiao Wei drove onto the main road and asked Lu Zhanjiang, “Captain, where are we going?”

“Oulu Fengyuan.”

This police car was originally used for detaining criminals, and the back was much wider than a regular jeep. Lu Zhanjiang lifted Zhou Yan up and hung her handcuffs on the iron hooks hanging from the roof of the car—hooks set up to prevent criminals from resisting or suddenly attacking the police, and they were very sturdy.

Zhou Yan’s proportions were impeccable, with a short upper body and long lower body. After being hoisted up, she couldn’t reach the seat cushion at all. Her entire weight was on her wrists, and the skin was chafed and bleeding in no time. Seeing that Lu Zhanjiang was really angry, she opened her big eyes and pleaded softly, “Uncle Lu, my good uncle, I was really playing ball, I didn’t hear you…”

“Playing ball?” "Lu Zhanjiang spat, "Go ahead and have sex. I bet you're some fucking slut who's been messing around with that old bastard from the Cultural Bureau." He grabbed her short skirt with one hand, revealing her underwear, which Director Wang had long since stuffed away somewhere. Lu Zhanjiang both hated and loved her bare buttocks.

He held Zhou Yan in one arm, letting her lean against him, and spread her legs with the other, saying to Xiao Zhao, "Feel it, is it wet down there?"

Xiao Zhao was initially afraid to look, but since the captain had spoken, he did. After looking, he was shocked and his heart pounded. He thought: How can this little bitch be so beautiful? She's so delicate and gorgeous, with long, straight legs, and even her vulva is as beautiful as a painting. The little pubic hair she has is neatly trimmed, so pretty...

"You like this bitch?" Lu Zhanjiang sneered, "I'm letting you touch her now, what are you waiting for?"

Xiao Zhao swallowed hard, trying to calm himself, then reached out and touched the opening, his hand sticky and wet. "Captain, it's wet." Lu

Zhanjiang saw the clear, glistening fluid on Xiao Zhao's hand and knew that Director Wang probably hadn't had a chance to penetrate her yet, or perhaps he hadn't ejaculated. His mood improved slightly.

"Xiao Zhao, your eyes are practically popping out of your head. Don't you want to fuck this bitch?" He spread Zhou Yan's labia, deliberately showing Xiao Zhao the pulsating opening inside.

"..." Xiao Zhao didn't dare speak, only swallowing hard, his eager eyes darting between Captain Lu and Zhou Yan's faces.

"Where's Xiao Wei?" Seeing Xiao Zhao's silence, Captain Lu asked Xiao Wei, who was driving, "Do you want to fuck this bitch?"

"Reporting, Captain, I do!" "Xiao Wei shouted back.

He had just glanced at Zhou Yan in the rearview mirror—thinking to himself that this little bitch was a real gem, with a face that begged to be fucked. Anyone who didn't want to fuck her wasn't a man!

Lu Zhanjiang laughed loudly: "Good, good, good, as expected of the team I led, you've got guts!" He thought for a moment and then said: "Do you know who this bitch is?" He turned Zhou Yan's face and patted it: "World supermodel Zhou Yan, look at this face, this skin... this kind of woman, tsk tsk tsk! If you weren't following me, Lu Zhanjiang, you wouldn't even be able to dream of getting your hands on her. Today I'll take charge and let each of you be a groom. Xiao Wei, you're second, Xiao Zhao, you're third, all of you use your best skills to fuck this bitch who had an affair with the old man from the Cultural Bureau to death, relieve her itch, open her hole, and see if she'll still be so wanton after this."

Lu Zhanjiang loosened his belt and swung his hand, slapping Zhou Yan's leg with a loud "smack." The woman screamed in pain, "Ah~" A red mark about three fingers wide immediately appeared on her delicate skin.

"Uncle, please don't hit me! I have a performance tomorrow. Please talk to me nicely, I'll listen to everything, really," Zhou Yan pleaded desperately. She was in his hands today, and she had no choice but to submit.

Lu Zhanjiang unbuttoned his pants with one hand and handed the belt to Xiao Zhao with the other: "You hold the whip. After my penis penetrates her, you whip this bitch hard. Remember, don't hit her face. Didn't my niece say she has a performance tomorrow?"

He wasn't in a hurry. He grabbed Zhou Yan's long legs with his large hands, aligned her vulva with his erect glans, and, with the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, slowly pushed his huge penis in inch by inch. Xiao Zhao could see clearly that the captain's penis was thick and long, slowly spreading open her tender vulva and grinding in. Zhou Yan's expression at this moment was as if someone was cutting her flesh inch by inch with a dull knife, causing her unspeakable pain.

"Ugh!"

Lu Zhanjiang pressed down on Zhou Yan's body and suddenly thrust hard, plunging his entire penis into her vulva, all the way in. Zhou Yan frowned and groaned in pain. The thing that had taken over inside her was too big, firmly embedded in her flesh. Even with the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, such a direct thrust was still too much for her to bear.

"Smack!" "Ah~~" Her screams grew even more agonizing. Xiao Wei saw in the rearview mirror that at the same moment the captain's penis thrust in, Xiao Zhao's belt lashed out with a sharp lash against the woman's ribs, leaving large red marks with faint traces of blood seeping from her skin.

"Good niece, your pussy is so tight, it feels so good..." Lu Zhanjiang held her waist, relentlessly thrusting in and out, each stroke a resounding slap as it entered her. Her pussy was burning hot, scalding against his large penis, squeezing and contracting with a satisfying rhythm.

Fuck this bitch the best!

"It hurts, be gentle, Uncle, um... don't hit me, oh... don't hit me!"

Lu Zhanjiang reached out and turned Zhou Yan around, so that he was holding her face up, leaving his back exposed to Xiao Zhao. He lifted her clothes up completely: "Beat this bitch to death, you slut who deserves to be fucked. I, Lu Zhanjiang, am doing you a favor by fucking you, so why don't you wash your ass clean and wait... slut! I'll teach you not to reply to my text messages, teach you to act all high and mighty! Today I'll fuck your cunt raw, teach you to pretend!" Amidst the insults, he launched into another frenzied thrusting, showing no mercy whatsoever. Zhou Yan's lower body was stretched to its limit by the huge, solid penis, her vagina struggling to swallow. With each thrust, his back was whipped by the sturdy leather belt. Her once smooth and flawless back was now crisscrossed with leather marks. Xiao Zhao's eyes turned red, and he became addicted to whipping her. The sound of the belt hitting her flesh was clear and crisp.

Zhou Yan was nearly knocked unconscious by their relentless beatings, muttering pleas for mercy: "Uncle... I was wrong... I won't go with Lao Wang anymore, I'll only go with you, only with you, okay... It hurts so much... Please... stop hitting me..."

Xiao Zhao ignored her, his blows becoming faster and faster, two of them hitting her breasts. Zhou Yan winced in pain, her vagina clenching tightly. Previously, Lu Zhanjiang had been warm and moistly enveloping her, his large penis thrusting into her with incredible pleasure, but now, with this sudden, forceful clenching, she almost lost control...

"Stop hitting me!" Lu Zhanjiang said, frowning. He hadn't had enough yet; how could he let this whore go after only twenty minutes!

He placed Zhou Yan on Xiao Zhao's lap: "I'll give you a nice job, kiss this pretty girl." He then lifted Zhou Yan's long legs, making them wrap around his thick, broad back, and thrust his engorged penis inside her again...

Although Zhou Yan was taken down from the hook, her wrists were already covered in blood, her delicate, jade-like fingertips looking eerily alluring and frightening.

Xiao Zhao didn't notice the problem at first, tenderly kissing away the tears on her face, and then fondling her beautiful breasts for a while—the skin on the front was still beautiful, only the nipples were slightly cold, while the two spots on the sides where the belt had struck were swollen and bulging, still feeling hot to the touch. He lowered his head again, lifted Zhou Yan's face, and kissed her lips. First, he traced a circle around her beautiful, cherry-like lips, then bit her lips to add some color, and finally, he slipped his tongue into her mouth through the crease. She numbly followed his movements, without reacting...

Zhou Yan's face was deathly pale, as if she had been ill, appearing extremely weak. Her eyes were tightly closed, her long, curved eyelashes like two butterflies at rest...

Xiao Zhao patted her face again, but there was still no reaction. He said in a trembling voice, "Captain, she's fainted!"

Xiao Wei also turned his head, anxiously asking, "Is she alright?"

Lu Zhanhui glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, it won't delay you two little wolf cubs! This bitch is quite resilient. Last Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiao Zhengping and I teamed up to fuck her. " After playing for more than five hours, her genitals were so swollen afterward that she couldn't even walk. She was so pitiful. But just two days later, she flew to Milan to walk the runway, flaunting her sexiness in high heels..." He folded Zhou Yan's long legs to her chest, thrust his huge penis vertically inside, all the way in, and panted heavily as he said, "This kind of woman is born to be fucked by us men, it's okay!"

Xiao Wei drove the car very fast, and he could no longer hear Zhou Yan's moans. All he could hear was Captain Lu panting and cursing, "When you fuck this bitch later, don't be soft just because she's pretty. Her pussy is tight, you can't get it in without using force... Xiao Zhao, give me a cigarette, I'm about to cum..."

Xiao Zhao quickly lit a cigarette and brought it to Captain Lu's lips, telling him to take a puff. Lu Zhanjiang closed his eyes and opened them again, letting out a long breath. He pulled the unconscious Zhou Yan back, giving her more space. Her folded, soft body, her knees pressed tightly against the leather sofa, was now stretched taut. Lu Zhanjiang, half-straightening his back, straddled her, his hands on her small, dove-like breasts, kneading and squeezing them while thrusting his penis into her hard. He said to Xiao Zhao, "Count for me, fuck this woman two hundred more times." "One...two...three...four...five...six...seven...eight..."

Xiao Zhao counted, and Lu Zhanjiang's face turned pale! His throbbing penis thrust in and out relentlessly, pressing against the tender flesh inside her vagina—because Zhou Yan had fainted, there was little vaginal lubrication, so Lu Zhanjiang thrust harder and harder, the vagina tightening more and more. Enraged, he pinched Zhou Yan's philtrum: "Bitch, open your eyes, don't make me rape your corpse!"

The pinch snapped Zhou Yan back to reality, feeling pain all over her body. Looking at those fierce eyes, she trembled with fear, her voice weak as a mosquito's buzz: "Stop hitting me...please...I'll be obedient from now on...please." "Say it! Do you still dare not to be fucked?" Lu Zhanjiang became more vigorous, thrusting in and out, his thick penis creating a bulge on Zhou Yan's stomach. "I won't dare..." Zhou Yan tried to wrap her legs around his back to appease him, but she couldn't lift them. "Shouldn't I fuck you?" He thrust again, plunging his penis to its deepest point. "Should..."

Xiao Zhao saw Zhou Yan being fucked to the point of death by Captain Lu. Even though it was a big guy with a 20-centimeter length who had been fucking her for a full half hour, he was still hard and vigorous, thrusting vigorously with each stroke. He wondered if his own penis could also stay erect and not ejaculate in such a tight vagina when he took the lead. He was afraid it would be difficult. "You're so tight, I'm going to cum..."

Lu Zhanjiang's face was flushed red, his big cock was already at its limit, but he still didn't let up: "I'll fuck you to death, you bitch, you whore!

It's an honor for you to serve my cock, you don't know what's good for you! You're asking for it!" He fucked faster and faster, harder and harder, kneading her breasts with his hands, rolling and shaping them like playing with a lump of dough, while he thrust and pounded hard, his scrotum slapping against Zhou Yan's buttocks. Before long, his wolf eyes were already in a daze, floating in ecstasy: "I'll fuck you to death... I'll fuck you to death... I'll fuck you to death... Oh..." He reached his limit, his big cock deeply inserted into the root of her hole, as if the whole thing was embedded in it, and then he released his semen and shot it all in.

Zhou Yan fainted again—

Xiao Zhao's mouth went dry watching this, and he couldn't help but envy Xiao Wei, who was second in line to have his acupuncture performed…

Xiao Wei was no pushover either; he was strong, and with one hand he picked up Zhou Yan, unlocked the blood-stained handcuffs and threw them aside, then carried the woman into the elevator…

This European Maple Garden was one of Lu Zhanjiang's apartments. He often entertained his subordinates here with food, drinks, and card games, so Xiao Wei and Xiao Zhao were familiar with it. As soon as they got on the elevator, Xiao Wei couldn't wait to hug the unconscious Zhou Yan and kiss her. Today was a real treat for him; he had only fantasized about this swan in his mind, never expecting to actually get his hands on her today.

Xiao Zhao took the opportunity to grope her thighs a couple of times, but being careful of the security cameras in the elevator, he didn't dare to put his hand inside... "Look at you two monkeys, so impatient, so pathetic!" Lu Zhanjiang laughed.

The three of them got off the elevator. Lu Zhanjiang took out his door card and swiped it. Xiao Wei rushed into the bathroom first, turned on the warm water, and started rinsing Zhou Yan's body. He quickly stripped her and himself naked, his hands rubbing and probing her genitals. Lu Zhanjiang's semen left inside dripped out...

Xiao Wei kissed and rubbed her breasts for a long time, and Zhou Yan obediently clung to him, neither moving nor making a sound... After rinsing her genitals almost clean, he picked her up and carried her out of the bathroom. "Let's play on the bed slowly, you've had your fill of fucking today!" Lu Zhanjiang opened a bottle of foreign liquor and poured a swig for Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan choked and opened her eyes, looking dazed at the three wolves—Xiao Wei was already naked and pressing down on her, his penis erect as a rod—she could only grab Lu Zhanjiang's clothes and plead, "Lu...please, please...I was wrong...I was wrong...please don't let them do it anymore, I can't take it...it hurts..."

Captain Lu casually poured a mouthful of liquor into his own mouth and fed it to her, saying, "I'm telling you, my dear niece, it's not that your uncle doesn't want to help you, but you see, being a policeman isn't easy, is it? Take Xiao Wei for example, did you see the gunshot wound under his ribs? That was shot by a drug dealer, the bullet went in from the front and came out from the back, leaving a bloody hole! He was unconscious in the hospital for eight days, almost didn't make it! You tell me, we heroes who risk our lives to protect our country and our homes, just to..." "Your taxes are so meager, barely enough to feed you but not starve you to death? Even if you survive, you won't be able to get married—who wants to call the police?! Niece, just consider it gratitude and a way to comfort your family. Letting this young man fuck you a few times won't kill you..." He then pointed to Xiao Wei's thick penis and said, "This is a hero's dick, give it a good check." He then turned to Xiao Zhao and said, "Spread her legs open, let Xiao Wei start fucking her!"

Captain Lu and Xiao Zhao each pressed down on one leg. Zhou Yan was already exhausted and could only let him do as he pleased. Xiao Wei grabbed his penis and tried to shove it into her small opening, struggling for a long time. He didn't know if his penis was too big or her opening too narrow, but after several attempts, he still couldn't get it in—"Idiot! You can't even fuck properly!" Lu Zhanjiang laughed and cursed, pouring some wine and smearing it on the guy's penis: "So thick for nothing!"

Xiao Wei tried to insert his penis again, but still couldn't get it in. He just blindly bumped and pounded, a complete waste of time.

"First, spread the labia..." Lu Zhanjiang had no choice but to teach him step by step, using two fingers to separate the labia, pressing the fingertips against the entrance of the vagina: "Put the glans here, use a little force to push it in, don't underestimate its size, don't worry, it will go in, just push it all the way in!... Even my son can do this, how can you be so stupid!"

Xiao Wei was getting impatient from being scolded, and said: "Captain, this bitch is too tight, it hurts me." He had just inserted the glans when the vaginal muscles tightly contracted at the entrance, making it impossible to move an inch. Zhou Yan, however, was instantly overwhelmed by the alcohol on the penis, the pain causing her vagina to convulse, her vaginal muscles trembling as if trying to pull the glans out…

Then, she heard a cold, devilish voice say, “Hold her waist, hold her steady, and thrust your penis in all the way!”

Xiao Wei, as if he had received a magic formula, followed Captain Lu’s instructions, pulling Zhou Yan’s waist back while tensing his buttocks and thrusting forward with all his might. Finally, most of his penis was inserted into her tender vagina, warm and tight inside, a wonderfully pleasurable sensation, with a sucking and pulling motion that drew the glans further in…

Zhou Yan gritted her teeth and endured the first wave of pain—she had just showered, and her vagina was still dry; using only a little alcohol as lubricant to insert something of that size was practically trying to kill her!

Xiao Wei braced himself on the bed, kneeling with his legs straight, and began a fierce assault. Relying on his youth and strength, he thrust his penis in and out with wide, forceful strokes, his face contorted with pure ecstasy! It was like he was in a dream world! He seemed willing to die on this woman!

Over there, Xiao Zhao was burning with lust, gripping his own penis, wishing he could throw Xiao Wei off. This tender female body was simply irresistible…

Zhou Yan felt her soul drifting further and further away, leaving her body… That big rod felt like it was nailed into her body, each time penetrating completely and not withdrawing, then thrusting in again, repeatedly, causing her unbearable pain…

Lu Zhanjiang teased her earlobe, blowing air into it, saying, “My nephew, don’t faint again, we’ve only just begun~~ Xiao Zhao is still going strong, his penis loves to fuck you too…” “Captain, look, this…” "This bitch made me cum!" Xiao Wei was overjoyed and thrust even harder. Having never fucked such a gem before, he was already on the verge of climaxing. Lu Zhanjiang then said to Zhou Yan, "Tell me, any one of the three of us is better than that old bastard from the Cultural Bureau. Can that little thing even satisfy you? Today, the four of us will have a good time. You should reward these two heroic police officers. If you behave well, we'll each take turns with you twice and let you go… If you don't… you should ask around about my temper—I'll fuck you to death and no one will collect your body!"

Chapter Twenty-One: Sadism (High H) (Spoiler alert)

This chapter will be particularly angsty. If you can't handle it, quickly click the "X" in the upper right corner to escape. Don't ignore the warnings and scroll down. If your heart is strong enough, please follow me—Zhou Yan was already on the verge of death from all the torture and had no strength to resist. Moreover, Lu Zhanjiang always spoke recklessly and without restraint when he was fucking her, saying whatever was offensive. She was used to it.

But today, these last few words made Zhou Yan unable to swallow her anger. Even if she and Wang Juyan were close, she wouldn't be interested in Lu Zhanjiang. Nowadays, actresses, singers, models, and hosts, anyone with a little bit of looks can't escape the three words "unspoken rules." If you don't understand the "rules" and don't know how to handle things, don't try to make a living in this industry. Don't be envious of others making money and becoming famous. So, it's not uncommon for women like Zhou Yan to spend the night with one or more men a day. Why should Lu Zhanjiang be angry? Wang Juyan is old and young, but isn't he still the head of the Cultural Bureau? Without Wang Juyan, could she have become a famous model?

What good is Lu Zhanjiang anyway? Can he decide whether she's famous or not?

People say prostitutes are heartless, but men dump women like them without a second thought. The more concerned with appearances, they might give a few hundred thousand in severance pay; the shameless ones don't even bother cleaning up the mess, taking advantage and leaving! Roles and opportunities all become empty promises—otherwise, why would so many sex scandals involving lawsuits against directors and producers be the talk of the town?

So, it's only natural for clever women like Zhou Yan to cling to powerful men and sleep with whoever is useful. While young and with assets, they get what they need from those with power and money—they're not exactly saints, so using people when they need them and discarding them when they don't is perfectly reasonable. Zhou Yan doesn't feel she owes Lu Zhanjiang anything; every time she's asked him for a favor, he's made her feel completely comfortable. It's a fair exchange, so why should she be bullied like this today, with two scoundrels she wouldn't even give a second glance dragging her into it!

And what's with the excuse that no one's going to collect her body?!

Zhou Yan gritted her teeth, thinking: You bastard!

"Oh~~ You've grown a temper, daring to glare at me now?" Lu Zhanjiang got up from the bed, which was shaking from Xiao Wei's rough handling, lit a cigarette, took a puff, sat back down, and shoved it into Zhou Yan's mouth in one gulp—Zhou Yan choked and coughed violently, tears streaming down her

face, like a fish caught on the shore struggling for its life. The nicotine mixed with the smell of tar choked her, making her feel suffocated and suffocated.

Xiao Wei was drenched in sweat, his naked body pressing down on the soft flesh beneath him, heavy as a mountain, his buttocks thrusting upwards, his penis already at its limit: "Captain, inside or outside? Will she get pregnant?"

He continued thrusting, sucking on the woman's nipples as he began to thrust, not forgetting to look up and offer his opinion.

Lu Zhanjiang laughed again, rubbing Zhou Yan's earlobe, saying, "Even if you fuck her all the way into her uterus, she still won't get pregnant. Didn't I tell you? This kind of woman is just for us men to fuck and play with, not for having babies—this filthy land, who knows how many people have plowed it… Ah!!!!" He suddenly screamed, hurriedly covering his neck with one hand. At this moment, Xiao Wei was also red-faced, unable to hold back any longer. He pressed his penis against Zhou Yan's pubic bone, thrusting it to the deepest part of her vagina, and a gush of hot semen spurted out, all of it shooting inside…

"Bitch, bite me! I think you're tired of living!" Lu Zhanjiang jumped up with a "whoosh," grabbed Zhou Yan's hair, and swung his arm, slapping her hard across the face. Zhou Yan was knocked to the side, rolling onto the floor, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. Seeing her miserable state, unable to get up after being raped, the man was still not satisfied and kicked her again, straight in the chest.

Zhou Yan fainted without even uttering a sound.

Xiao Wei didn't react in time, only feeling that less than half a minute after pulling out of Zhou Yan's vagina, the captain had become furious, and he was stunned for a moment. Xiao Zhao had been so focused on watching the live sex show that he hadn't paid attention to the details, but after hearing Captain Lu shout and then clutch his neck, followed by Zhou Yan being slapped and kicked, he could clearly see two rows of bloody teeth marks on his neck when he removed his hand.

When did that woman bite him?

Lu Zhanjiang was furious, he didn't expect that this bitch would dare to bite him, he pointed at Xiao Zhao and said: "What the hell are you standing there for? Get your dick and fuck her, fuck her to death, if I don't fuck her to death today, I'm not Lu!" He

then ordered Xiao Wei: "Get a basin of cold water and wake her up!"

Xiao Zhao was startled, and before he could move, Captain Lu was already in a rage, he kicked him in the back of the knee, and Xiao Zhao fell to his knees on top of Zhou Yan with a thud.

He pressed down on Xiao Zhao's buttocks, grabbed his penis, and shoved it into the woman's vagina: "Thrust it in as hard as you can, fuck this whore to death!"

Xiao Zhao dared not disobey. His purplish-red glans was aimed at the entrance of her vagina, and with the lubrication left by Xiao Wei's semen, he thrust his foot-long "weapon" hard into Zhou Yan's belly... The hot sensation inside was indescribably wonderful, both tight and soft. Looking at the finger marks on her crystal face, I felt a pang of pity for this beautiful woman. She was so beautiful, with a great figure, and even her private parts were incredibly alluring. They gripped my penis tightly, making me feel numb and wanting to surrender.

"Splash—" A basin of water was poured onto Zhou Yan's face, and she slowly woke up. She felt the floor was cold and hard, her arms ached, and her face and body were burning. Her lower body was being relentlessly fucked, making her want to vomit...

It's said that a night of passion can create a hundred days of kindness, referring to the subtle feelings that develop between a man and a woman after such an act. Xiao Wei, out of concern for Zhou Yan, had temporarily changed the cold water to warm water to prevent her from catching a cold. Of course, Zhou Yan didn't appreciate it; she was in so much pain that she could barely tell who was who.

Lu Zhanjiang stared at Xiao Zhao's penis, watching it thrust in and out two or three hundred times, almost breaking the woman's body. Still not satisfied, he grabbed a pillow from the bed to elevate his waist, making it easier for Xiao Zhao to penetrate deeper and harder: "Fuck her uterus!"

He then unzipped his pants, pulled out his own penis, pried open Zhou Yan's mouth, and shoved it in: "Suck it! Any more tricks and I'll ruin your face!"

Xiao Wei watched, feeling both sad and excited, a feeling he couldn't describe.

What he couldn't bear was that she was a beautiful young woman, and these three roughnecks had each taken her once, not only without treating her well but also barely caring for her, fucking her until she was half-dead. Even after she fainted, they wouldn't let her go, waking her up with water and using all the interrogation techniques they used on drug dealers.

The captain even rode on her neck, making her suck his penis, grabbing her small face and thrusting into her mouth. Behind her was Xiao Zhao, thrusting his thick, dark penis into her small, tender hole with a frenzied, rapid thrusting. The hole, already swollen and red from the effort of gripping, was being pushed further in by the man's buttocks.

What excited him was that the most beautiful expression a woman could make was when being penetrated—the furrowed brows as if in great discomfort, cheeks flushed red, a pitiful moan—all triggers of primal lust…

After a while…

“Captain, I can’t take it anymore, I’m going to cum…”

“Useless thing… pick me up, I want to stand and fuck you…”

After another while…

“Xiao Wei, it’s your turn to fuck her mouth…”

“Xiao Zhao, after I’m in her ass, you put your penis in her vagina… fuck her with both penises at once, fuck this slut to death!”

“…”

The nightmare seemed endless. Zhou Yan couldn’t remember how many times each of them had done it, only that she always felt a penis penetrating her. I remember someone seemingly stuffing an enema tube into her anus, making her intestines feel like they were going to burst, and calling her dirty and cheap, a whore ridden by a thousand men, a prostitute slept by ten thousand men… In short, the scene was fragmented, the memory was broken, and the pain was unbearable… Especially the last time these three beastly men fucked her together, their hard, erect penises thrusting into her, it made me not want to live anymore, I'd rather die immediately… It really hurt so much…

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Trap

Zhou Yan was tortured by the three men until after 2 a.m., during which she fainted several times and was woken up by being splashed with water. In order to “satisfy her desires,” Lu Zhanjiang forced her to take hallucinogens, made her beg them to penetrate her, made her kneel on the ground, and pulled her hair to fuck her like riding a horse. The three men took turns fucking her without stopping, or fucked her together—one penis in her mouth, another in her anus, and another in her hand, until all three men were exhausted and could no longer get hard for a while, before it finally ended.

Lu Zhanjiang was truly exhausted. He had never vented so freely before. He had been relatively polite to Zhou Yan before, thinking that if he could make her obsessed with his manhood, he could at least provide her with regular services. But he had overlooked one thing: Zhou Yan was never short of men. She could choose any penis she wanted, thick or thin, long or short. When he realized this, he became angry and resentful—he always felt that Director Wang was inferior to him, in looks and temperament, in masculinity, and his penis was far inferior! So, Zhou Yan had been a piece of meat that old man had monopolized for a long time. He had been annoyed by her for a long time, but he had never had a chance to vent his anger. Today, he caught them red-handed, and the two adulterers were now in his hands!

Thinking this, coupled with extreme physical exhaustion, she fell into a deep sleep…

Xiao Wei and Xiao Zhao were also tired, but because they were young and not sleeping at home, they only slept for about an hour before waking up. Xiao Wei was the first to notice that Zhou Yan was acting strangely. She might have caught a chill in the middle of the night and was running a high fever. She was curled up, one hand pressed against her stomach, and the semen flowing from her lower body was mixed with blood. Her vulva was swollen, and the injuries covering her body were quite frightening.

“Xiao Wei, we have to take her to the hospital. What if something serious happens? Such a beautiful girl, what a pity!” Xiao Zhao came over and looked at her, feeling quite distressed. Although he had been one of the abusers, everyone has two sides. He wasn't a bad person at heart; he had just been without a woman for too long, and once his lust was satisfied, he returned to normal.

Xiao Wei was two years older than Xiao Zhao and thought more carefully. They needed to go to the hospital, but not like this. If the doctor saw Zhou Yan like this, even a fool would know she had been abused and raped. If evidence was collected, none of the three of them would get away with it.

He instructed Xiao Zhao, "I'll wash her and dress her. You go get some sugar water; she seems a bit weak."

So, driven by their consciences, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Wei, while Lu Zhanjiang was fast asleep, washed and dressed Zhou Yan and took her to the hospital.

Even so, they were met with the doctor's questioning:

"Is this lady your friend?"

"Ah, yes!"

“That’s not right. Her right cheek is swollen and red, and there’s bleeding in her eye, so she must have been slapped. There are signs of abuse on her back, inner and outer thighs, and chest. Her vagina is torn, which must have been caused by improper sexual intercourse… In other words, she was raped!” The doctor concluded, his eyes darting between the two young men, hesitating whether he should call the police first.

Xiao Zhao was flustered and extremely nervous under the questioning. He tried to remain calm, but his hands trembled slightly under the table. He was now regretting bringing Zhou Yan to the hospital.

Xiao Wei, however, had a sudden inspiration and pulled out his police ID: “Doctor, here’s the situation. Our anti-drug squad is investigating a drug case. We found this woman at the scene. Seeing the severity of her injuries, we decided to send her to the hospital for treatment. However, the case is not yet solved, and we must keep it confidential.”

The doctor was already quite convinced after seeing the police ID, and with Xiao Wei’s explanation, he didn’t press further. However, when registering Zhou Yan’s home address and contact number, the two men ran into trouble again and could only say that the woman had been unconscious and hadn’t been questioned yet.

Zhou Yan's wounds received timely treatment at the hospital. Fortunately, they were all superficial, and the three men hadn't hit her too hard, preventing any serious consequences. Only Lu Zhanjiang's kick was more severe, and it would likely take some time to heal.

The two men were now somewhat regretful, not for "committing the crime" with Lu Zhanjiang, but for taking Zhou Yan to the hospital without waiting for Lu to wake up. They considered the potential consequences and were still worried. While

Zhou Yan was receiving an IV drip in the observation room, the two men whispered to each other, "Do you think this woman won't call the police?"

"She's a celebrity, probably not." Xiao Wei wasn't entirely sure either, but logically, celebrities are usually the most afraid of scandals. Although she was ultimately a victim and should assert her legal rights to bring the perpetrators to justice, because it was a rape case, it was extremely damaging to a woman's reputation, and most victims chose to avoid the issue.

As Xiao Wei predicted, although Zhou Yan was so angry she wanted to chop those three bastards to pieces, she wisely chose to remain silent after regaining her composure. Her injuries became the perfect disguise, preventing any of the nurses and medical staff from recognizing her as the dazzlingly beautiful Zhou Yan from the catwalk.

After finishing her IV drip and returning to her apartment, Zhou Yan lay in bed, thinking that her career couldn't withstand such a scandal, and she could only swallow her anger and suffer in silence for now. Thinking of that old bastard, Director Wang, who only knew how to run away after something happened, she smashed the phone at home in anger.

The guest judges on the show were for two events: the opening ceremony of a luxury brand's store in Beijing's Shin Kong Mitsukoshi Department Store, and, worst of all, the filming of an advertisement for a well-known bath product.

The first event was fortunately pre-recorded, and she asked her agent to try and get the show rescheduled. Although they were unwilling, Zhou Yan was at the peak of her career, so there was nothing they could do. The second event was mainly for publicity; the fact that a luxury brand invited you meant you were valuable enough. It wasn't a lucrative event anyway, so not attending was fine.

However, the third event landed Zhou Yan in court. The bath brand in question was from Germany, and Germans are known for their meticulousness—you can't just change the date whenever you want. With Zhou Yan injured, shooting a bath advertisement with her back fully exposed was a pipe dream, so she had to breach the contract. The brand sued her, demanding 4.5 million RMB in damages.

Zhou Yan didn't appear in court, only hiring a lawyer. She was recovering at home. Fortunately, her neighborhood was secure; as long as she stayed home, even the most powerful reporters couldn't do anything to her. Initially, she was a little worried that the doctors at the hospital where she had stayed might leak information. However, after searching online, she discovered the whole incident had gone awry, leaving her both angry and amused. It turned out that those reporters who loved to jump to conclusions, unable to dig up any real news, were now speculating online that she was pregnant and had an abortion, hence her seclusion. Some netizens were even guessing who fathered her child, with suspects ranging from well-known agents she had worked with to several male leads she'd met on commercials, even reviving rumors from five or six years ago – it was truly laughable!

Zhou Yan finally thought – let them distort the facts. This speculation had far less impact than the truth, and without evidence, it would all blow over in a flash.

Being overly cautious in the face of trouble – that's probably the price of fame.

The only lesson she learned from this experience was that she hired bodyguards. Before, she'd found having someone following her troublesome, but after this incident, bodyguards proved absolutely necessary.

Of course, bodyguards could prevent harassment from some people Zhou Yan disliked, but not all of them.

That's a story for later, which I'll mention in a future chapter.

Let's turn our attention to Sun Qiao.

Li Huairen was a cunning and patient lecher. He wanted to use a consensual relationship with Sun Qiao, a young and beautiful girl a year younger than his son. He knew that getting a woman's body was always easier than getting her heart, and he preferred challenges, using "love" as a pretext. Therefore, his plan was to first become Sun Qiao's godfather, gaining her complete trust and making her unable to leave, then gradually closing in, enjoying the spoils, and finally making her his mistress.

Sun Qiao caught Li Huairen's eye because she was beautiful and innocent. Although her youthful age made him somewhat hesitant, the thrill was proportionally increased—a feeling akin to incest, the sensation of playing with a virgin, wildly stimulating his adrenaline and urging him to reach out his clutches to her.

Whether it was perfect timing, location, or people, everything went much more smoothly than expected that day: First, Zhou Yan's car broke down, and since she and Wang Tongming already had the intention of "offering themselves to her," they naturally pushed Sun Qiao into his car.

Afterwards, the road into the city was jammed with traffic. Seeing Sun Qiao's restless and helpless expression, he started a conversation, asking about her daily life, studies, and sharing anecdotes from his school days and foreign stories from his travels abroad. He had a good sense of humor, and his knowledge and experience were considerable. At forty-two, he was still quite handsome and well-mannered. Sun Qiao, a naive young woman lacking social experience, gradually lowered her guard and chatted happily with him. When they were almost home, he successfully obtained Sun Qiao's phone number.

Then, this good fortune was something he hadn't expected: because of traffic, he didn't arrive at Sun Qiao's house until 7 or 8 pm. Sun Qiao's father, worried something might have happened to his daughter, was wandering around the streets on his cane when he saw Sun Qiao being brought back in a car by a distinguished-looking man. Naturally, he expressed his gratitude.

Li Huairen carefully examined Sun's father, and suddenly a thought struck him. He asked, "You're a railway worker, aren't you?"

"Yes, how did you know?" Sun's father asked, somewhat puzzled, as did Sun Qiao.

Sun's father's reaction further confirmed Li Huairen's suspicions.

He then said with absolute certainty, "You're Comrade Sun Boyuan, the city-level model worker, right?"

It turned out that Sun's father had always been diligent and hardworking at work. Because of a work injury, the railway staff, with both respect and sympathy, nominated him as a model worker, giving him a great deal of praise and encouragement to learn from Comrade Sun Boyuan. Li Huairen was in charge of cultural propaganda, and he had also read Sun Boyuan's materials. Moreover, he had a great advantage: an exceptionally good memory.

With this added layer of warmth, Sun's father became even more hospitable, insisting that Li Huairen come in for a seat and a drink of water before leaving.

Li Huairen followed him to Sun Qiao's house, and looking around, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness—the former model worker and advanced individual, his whole family crammed into such a small apartment. Seeing Sun Qiao busy boiling water and finding tea leaves, he said, "Don't bother, I have something to do in a bit, I'll be leaving soon."

Originally, judging from Sun Qiao's clothes, he assumed she was from an ordinary family. He never imagined it was even worse than he'd imagined. Her father was disabled in a work injury, and her mother was just a wage earner. Sun Qiao was young and still needed to go to school; the financial pressure must be immense. He made up his mind… About two

weeks later, Sun Qiao came home from school. Her mother saw her and immediately hugged her tightly, rubbing her back and sobbing uncontrollably. Her father, sitting in the living room, was also moved, his eyes red with emotion. He'd never seen anything like it before, and it naturally terrified Sun Qiao.

"Mom, Dad, what's wrong? Don't cry! Talk to me! What happened?" she asked her mother and father, too excited to speak.

"It's good news…it's good news…my child!" Sun's mother paused for a moment, catching her breath, and finally wiped away her tears. "My daughter, you're our family's lucky star! I knew it!" She then told Sun Qiao about the good news. It turned out that this afternoon, all the leaders and secretaries from a railway bureau had come to visit. They not only warmly greeted Mr. Sun's family but also presented them with the keys to a new apartment. They kept apologizing to Mr. Sun, saying things like, "The bureau's arrangements were far from adequate; Comrade Sun Boyuan has suffered injustice," and so on.

After Mrs. Sun finally finished speaking, Mr. Sun beckoned his daughter to his side, took her hand, and said, "Qiao'er, we should repay kindness. We must thank that Minister Li properly. The bureau has given our family a two-bedroom apartment. I never dared to dream of such treatment before… If it weren't for…" He choked up again, unable to speak.

Sun Qiao had a vague idea in her mind, but wasn't sure, so she asked, "Which Minister Li?"

Could it be Uncle Li Huai Ren?

Sun's mother said, "It's Uncle Li who brought you back that day, and left without even having a glass of water. He looked like an official to me, and I didn't expect it to be true."

Sun Qiao was also grateful. Seeing her parents' happy faces, she was excited. She fiddled with her old phone in her hands, wondering if she should send Li Huai Ren a text message to thank him. Since they exchanged phone numbers that day, she never thought she would need it—but fate between people is unpredictable, and not only did she use it, but so quickly!

In the end, she kept revising the text message, not knowing what to say, but finally just sent these few words: "Uncle Li, thank you."

The whole family sat by the phone, eagerly waiting for Li Huai Ren's reply. It felt like an eternity. Sun Qiao said, "Uncle Li is busy with work, he probably hasn't seen it yet," to comfort her parents.

Just then, the screen lit up, and Li Huai Ren replied: You're welcome! It's nothing, don't forget to invite me to eat dumplings when you move to your new house.

The family was overjoyed, showering Li Huairen with praise, calling him everything a virtuous and upright official, practically a god.

What they didn't know was that this "great man" had dug such a tender trap to capture Sun Qiao, this young and promising life. If Sun's parents knew that Li's purpose was merely to defile their precious daughter and make her their long-term plaything, would they still be so happy preparing to move into their new home?

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