Beauty breaks into the palace

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Chapter 1: A Stunning

Sight The company's building construction was severely behind schedule, and the big boss wanted me to personally oversee the site. Unexpectedly, I discovered problems on my very first day there.

Before 7 a.m., I parked my car about 100 meters from the site and walked in. Our site was quite large, located opposite the Holiday Inn on Zhongxiao East Road. It was land that had originally belonged to a church, being converted into a glass curtain wall office building. So, when I entered the site, apart from Lao Zhang, who was guarding the gate, no one knew I was there.

I first inspected the twelve-story structure that had already been built; the construction quality was acceptable. As I walked down to the third floor, I heard a commotion from the workers on the second floor. I climbed onto the iron scaffolding along the exterior wall and looked down. I saw about fifty workers gathered around the edge of the floor slab where the aluminum curtain wall frame hadn't yet been installed, gesturing excitedly. I looked across the street in the direction they were pointing, and in that instant, my heart raced and my breath almost stopped.

A slender, tall woman crossed the street with the throngs of office workers. Her long, straight hair, comparable to that seen in television hairdressing commercials, was exceptionally flowing and captivating. She possessed the oval face typical of a true beauty, with a smooth forehead and snow-white skin.

Beneath her delicate, arched eyebrows were a pair of deep, mysterious eyes. Her nose, as finely sculpted as a masterpiece, was straight and exuded confidence. Her beautifully curved, soft lips were so alluring they seemed tempting to bite. Her pointed yet rounded chin was distinctive. Most striking was a beauty mark beneath her lips, adding a touch of allure to her cool, almost intimidating beauty. In short, it was a flawless face.

Her cream-colored long-sleeved silk round-neck blouse couldn't conceal her prominent, shapely breasts, which appeared to be a 34D. A delicate light blue leather handbag slung over her shoulder . She wore a knee-length sheer skirt with a light blue background and cream-colored floral print, paired with ultra-thin, sheer flesh-colored stockings and nearly three-inch stiletto heels, further enhancing the allure of her shapely, long legs

. 　　Standing at approximately 168 cm (later confirmed to be 168 cm), with the heels adding to her height of about 173 to 174 cm, she stood out like a crane among chickens in the crowd of office workers. Her captivating charm overshadowed the men and women around her. She possessed a beauty that inspired awe and reverence. Normally, the sight of a beautiful woman would arouse my restless erection, but at that moment, it remained quietly dormant in my pants.

Even after she disappeared through the doors of the office building next door, the turmoil within me hadn't subsided. Beyond being stunned by her beauty, I finally understood why the construction project was behind schedule: the workers on the second floor were still gossiping, forgetting that it was well past the scheduled start time.

I sat in the construction site office and summoned the site foreman, Xiao Lai. Xiao Lai, an honest and mild-mannered man, confessed to me in detail that the workers wasted nearly an hour every morning just to watch this beautiful woman, stopped work half an hour early at noon to watch her come out to buy fruit, and finished work half an hour early in the afternoon to watch her leave. No wonder the project was severely behind schedule; time is money, and this was causing the company significant losses. To ensure the project could catch up, I immediately decided to challenge this beautiful woman.

That afternoon at 4:30, the workers were already whispering and distracted, only afraid to stop work because I was there. Their lazy work attitude was infuriating. I walked out of the construction site gate without a word, and the workers beamed with delight as I left.

I quietly walked to the arcade of the Holiday Inn across from that beautiful woman's office building. Around 5:35, she walked out of the building amidst the admiring gazes of the office workers, turned left onto the sidewalk, and passed our construction site. To my utter dismay, all the workers on our site were squatting on the edge of the second-floor slab of the structure, watching her walk by, their eyes bulging and drooling—it was utterly shameful.

I watched her walk to the bus stop about fifty meters past our building. I never expected such a beautiful woman to take the bus (at that time, the MRT hadn't opened yet).

I quietly appeared beside her, so close I could almost smell her body fragrance. When the bus arrived, the men and women leaving work surged towards the bus door. I followed closely behind the beautiful woman and squeezed onto the bus. As she stepped onto the bus, I admired her plump, slightly upturned buttocks, slender waist, and arousingly white, rounded calf beneath her skirt. Every time I saw her face, which was cold and aloof yet beautiful as a fairy, my penis would rise.

Chapter Two: The First Encounter on the Bus

The bus during rush hour was crowded like sardines in a can. Between her and me was a short, plump woman. She was short and stocky, with a face covered in acne. Her small eyes were almost blind, with only slits visible. A tuft of nose hair protruded from her upturned nostrils. Her thick lips were like those of Pigsy from Journey to the West. Her large buttocks rubbed against my thighs from time to time, leaving me nowhere to hide. She would occasionally look up at me with a dinosaur-like smile, scaring me so much I dared not move.

Compared to the beautiful woman so close to me, I couldn't help but lament the unfairness of fate.

Suddenly, I saw the woman's brow furrow slightly, her soft lips curling into a sneer of anger. I turned my head and saw a bespectacled man, barely reaching her ear, pressed against her back.

Being 181cm tall, I had a wide field of vision on the bus, and by slightly craning my neck, I could clearly see the bespectacled man's hand caressing the woman's full, shapely buttocks, kneading them with the swaying of the bus. The woman dared not cry out, turning her head to look around for a seat, but the crowded bus made it impossible to move. I saw anger flash in her deep, captivating eyes, her expression suddenly filled with terror, her mouth opening to scream but then she forcefully held back. I immediately looked at the bespectacled man.

Good heavens! The bespectacled man's devilish hand had already lifted the woman's light blue sheer skirt, reaching between her two round, slender thighs.

Seeing the bespectacled man's slightly narrowed eyes, as if savoring a supreme delicacy, I felt a strange, intense jealousy welling up inside me.

The beautiful woman swayed her hips, trying to avoid the bespectacled man's groping hands, but his hand between her beautiful legs was already reaching up towards her private area. Startled, she squeezed her thighs together, then immediately released them. Perhaps squeezing her thighs also squeezed the man's hand, giving him even more pleasure.

Watching the woman's momentary helplessness, the bespectacled man seemed to have her defenses. In the swaying of the bus, he even stood on tiptoe, pressing his bulging penis against her beautiful buttocks (because the woman had long legs and was wearing high heels, the short man had to stand on tiptoe to position his penis in the ideal spot). With his penis pressed

firmly against her plump cleft, he thrust his lower body back and forth, his grotesque behavior fully exposed.

The beautiful woman angrily swayed her hips, trying to escape the bespectacled man's relentless thrusting, which only excited him more. He reached under her skirt and grabbed her thighs, his swollen penis pressing against her buttocks as he thrust faster. The woman gritted her teeth, her expression one of disgust, but I could also vaguely see a hint of excitement in her deep, mysterious eyes, as if she were being aroused by his thrusting.

Just then, the bus arrived at the Dinghao stop on Section 4 of Zhongxiao East Road, and the short, stocky woman who had been standing right in front of me finally left with the disembarking crowd. I breathed a sigh of relief. As another group of commuters boarded the bus, the beautiful woman quickly turned away from the bespectacled man and squeezed towards me. The bespectacled man, unwilling to give up, followed her, trying to squeeze towards me. I slightly turned to block him. The bespectacled man, who was less than my shoulder tall, saw my tall figure blocking his way and wisely turned away to look for other prey.

The beautiful woman seemed to understand my intention to help her and smiled slightly in thanks. Unexpectedly, her graceful figure suddenly stumbled, and she was bumped against my chest by the commuters boarding the bus. The bus was crowded on Section 4 of Zhongxiao East Road, and the men and women pushing forward pressed the woman's upper body against my chest, making her approximately 34D breasts...She was pressed tightly against my ample chest.

As the bus started moving, her two beautiful mounds of flesh rubbed against my chest with the swaying of the bus. In the close, flesh-to-flesh contact, I could clearly feel her accelerated heartbeat. I tried to move back to create some distance, but the crowded passengers pushed me back. During the swaying of the bus, the tip of her nose accidentally touched my chin, and our breaths met. I smelled the orchid-scented fragrance emanating from her mouth. The beautiful woman shyly turned her head away, not daring to look at me. Nervousness and shyness made her long, fan-like eyelashes tremble incessantly. I forcefully warned my manhood not to become erect and defile the beauty.

I don't usually wear a bra, so I was only wearing a thin white shirt. The white silk shirt clung tightly to the beautiful woman's body, allowing me to feel the two thin layers of clothing between her bra and my chest. The tip of her nipple seemed to have hardened from the friction.

At this moment, we could feel the warmth of each other's bodies pressed together. Her ears turned red with embarrassment, and her slightly parted lips exhaled a fragrant breath, which tickled my neck. My shameless penis stood erect in my thin trousers. Not wanting the beautiful woman to notice my arousal, I pulled my lower body back, avoiding touching her genitals.

The woman probably realized I wasn't the type to sexually harass people on buses, so our chests were pressed tightly together by the crowd. Though helpless, she accepted the situation.

Unexpectedly, the bus suddenly braked sharply. Amidst the screams of the crowd, the woman's genitals were pushed closer, pressing completely against mine.

The beautiful woman was already tall, and with her three-inch heels, her vulva was at the same height as my penis. My erect penis was pressing against her protruding vulva below her abdomen. Our lower bodies were pressed together only by thin trousers and her sheer skirt, practically naked.

I could clearly feel the elasticity of her young flesh. The woman instinctively tried to move our tightly pressed genitals away, but the crowd pushing her back only made them press even closer.

I gave her an apologetic, awkward smile. She seemed to understand that I didn't mean it, and helplessly turned her head away, avoiding my gaze. I felt the warmth of her thigh against my thigh. She turned her head, her face flushed, her heart pounding as she breathed heavily. Her intoxicatingly fragrant breath brushed against my ear, making my penis even harder. Her vulva seemed to sense the change in my penis, and her eyes revealed a look of panic and sorrow.

As the bus lurched and swayed along the road, riddled with potholes from subway construction, my already erect penis rubbed intensely against the woman's vulva. The intense friction between our genitals caused a flicker of desire to escape her eyes.

I knew she was trying to suppress it, but the bus's constant bouncing and swaying over the potholes ignited our most primal instincts. Seemingly unconsciously and in perfect harmony, we moved our genitals in rhythm with the bus's swaying, responding to each other's needs.

At this point, we seemed to have forgotten about being indecent, our lower bodies rubbing tightly together. The beautiful woman, already aroused, moaned in my ear, making me even more excited. My hard glans seemed to feel her vulva starting to heat up. I couldn't resist any longer and reached into her thin gauze skirt. The beautiful woman felt my hand on her plump buttocks. I didn't expect her to be wearing two-piece stockings. My palm could directly touch the smooth skin of her inner thighs. Her ultra-thin thong was probably transparent.

My middle finger explored her vulva from the cleft of her buttocks. My middle and index fingers felt her honey-like vaginal fluid had already soaked through the transparent panties, making my fingers wet and slippery. My fingers probed into her panties. Wow!

Such thick pubic hair, covered in vaginal fluid. When my fingertips touched her soft, wet, and slippery labia, they were covered in vaginal fluid.

The beautiful woman, her chin resting heavily on my shoulder, breathed heavily. I parted her petals with my index and middle fingers, about to probe her warm, tender opening, when suddenly her body trembled. She reached out and pressed my hand down through her gauze skirt, preventing it from moving.

She gasped, suppressing the lust in her eyes: "Don't go in!"

Seeing the pleading look in her deep, clear eyes, I was startled and dared not proceed further. I immediately stopped, withdrawing my fingers from her panties and only using my palm to caress her full, slightly upturned buttocks through her briefs.

The beautiful woman gave me a grateful look. Perhaps to repay my last-minute restraint, or perhaps to release her pent-up desire, she began to thrust her warm, wet vulva tightly against my erect penis. Then, somewhat shyly, she opened her shapely, long legs, clamping my right leg between them, and thrust her vulva against my penis, rubbing it forcefully.

I felt the elasticity of her beautiful leg muscles and the warmth from the friction. I couldn't resist any longer and thrust my penis hard against her protruding vulva. Our lower bodies were tightly intertwined and rubbing against each other in the crowded throng. My hand, which was on her beautiful buttocks, pressed her vulva against my penis. The beauty suddenly groaned and began to rotate and rub her protruding vulva against my penis rapidly. Even through the thin gauze, I could strongly feel her vulva starting to heat up.

She seemed to be starving and reached out to hug my waist, her vulva pressed tightly against my penis, her whole body trembling. I felt a warm, wet sensation on my penis. I thought she was having an orgasm . I couldn't help but look down at her. She also looked up at the same time, and her warm, soft lips lightly touched mine, but then recoiled as if electrocuted. Then she went limp and pressed herself against me, breathing softly.

I could no longer restrain myself, and a thick, hot stream of semen gushed from the tip of my penis, making my underwear wet and hot. She seemed to feel my wet crotch as well, and suddenly, like a startled fawn, she pushed me away forcefully, her expression panicked. I was taken aback by her sudden, unusual behavior and was also startled. Just then, the bus arrived at its stop, and she immediately squeezed towards the door with the crowd. I watched her frantic figure get off the bus, and then I immediately followed the pushing and shoving crowd off the bus. As

I stepped off the bus, I turned around and looked around. In the distance, I saw her covering her vulva with her light blue handbag and quickly walking into a small alley. I immediately started to follow her.

Chapter 3: A Business Card Conveys Affection

The company's building construction was seriously behind schedule, and the big boss wanted me to personally oversee the construction site. Unexpectedly, on my very first day at the site, I discovered a problem.

Before 7 a.m., I parked my car about 100 meters from the construction site and walked in. Our site was quite large, located opposite the Holiday Inn on Zhongxiao East Road. It was a site that originally belonged to a church, which was being converted into a glass curtain wall office building. So when I entered the site, apart from Lao Zhang, who was guarding the gate, no one knew I had arrived.

I first inspected the twelve-story structure that had already been built. The construction quality was acceptable. When I went down to the third floor, I heard the noise of workers on the second floor. I climbed from the third floor onto the iron frame next to the outer wall and looked down at the second floor. I saw about fifty workers gathered around the edge of the floor slab where the aluminum curtain wall frame had not yet been installed, pointing and gesturing excitedly. I looked across the street in the direction the workers were pointing, and in that instant, my heart raced and my breath almost stopped.

A slender, tall woman crossed the street with the throngs of office workers. Her long, straight hair, comparable to that seen in television hairdressing commercials, was exceptionally flowing and captivating. She possessed the oval face typical of a true beauty, with a smooth forehead and snow-white skin.

Beneath her delicate, arched eyebrows were a pair of deep, mysterious eyes. Her nose, as finely sculpted as a masterpiece, was straight and exuded confidence. Her beautifully curved, soft lips were so alluring they seemed tempting to bite. Her pointed yet rounded chin was distinctive. Most striking was a beauty mark beneath her lips, adding a touch of allure to her cool, almost intimidating beauty. In short, it was a flawless face.

Her cream-colored long-sleeved silk round-neck blouse couldn't conceal her prominent, shapely breasts, which were about 34D. She carried a light blue exquisite leather bag on her shoulder, and wore a knee-length tulle skirt with a pinkish-blue background and creamy-white floral print. Her ultra-thin, transparent flesh-colored stockings and nearly three-inch stiletto heels made her shapely and slender legs even more attractive.

Standing at approximately 168 cm tall (later confirmed to be 168 cm), with heels adding to her height of about 173 to 174 cm, she stood out like a crane among chickens in the crowd of office workers. Her captivating charm overshadowed the men and women around her. She possessed a beauty that inspired awe and reverence

. My usually aroused penis, which would normally be restless at the sight of a beautiful woman, remained quietly tucked away in my pants, lost in thought. Even after she disappeared through the doors of the office building next door, the turmoil within me had not yet subsided. Beyond being stunned by her beauty, I finally understood why the construction site was behind schedule. The workers on the second floor were still gossiping, forgetting that it was well past the scheduled start time.

I sat in the construction site office and summoned the site foreman, Xiao Lai. Xiao Lai, an honest and mild-mannered man, confessed to me in detail that the workers wasted nearly an hour every morning just to watch this beautiful woman, stopped work half an hour early at noon to watch her come out to buy fruit, and finished work half an hour early in the afternoon to watch her leave. No wonder the project was severely behind schedule; time is money, and this was causing the company significant losses. To ensure the project could catch up, I immediately decided to challenge this beautiful woman.

That afternoon at 4:30, the workers were already whispering and distracted, only afraid to stop work because I was there. Their lazy work attitude was infuriating. I walked out of the construction site gate without a word, and the workers beamed with delight as I left.

I quietly walked to the arcade of the Holiday Inn across from that beautiful woman's office building. Around 5:35, she walked out of the building amidst the admiring gazes of the office workers, turned left onto the sidewalk, and passed our construction site. To my utter dismay, all the workers on our site were squatting on the edge of the second-floor slab of the structure, watching her walk by, their eyes bulging and drooling—it was utterly shameful.

I watched her walk to the bus stop about fifty meters past our building. I never expected such a beautiful woman to take the bus (at that time, the MRT hadn't opened yet).

I quietly appeared beside her, so close I could almost smell her body fragrance. When the bus arrived, commuters surged towards the doors. I followed closely behind the beautiful woman, squeezing onto the bus. As she boarded, I admired her full, slightly upturned buttocks, slender waist, and alluring, snow-white legs beneath her skirt. As long as I didn't see her face—a face that seemed untouchable yet breathtakingly beautiful—my penis would rise.

Chapter Four: Another Encounter on the Bus

The next morning, before 6:30, I arrived at the bus stop opposite the Hulin Street intersection where the beautiful woman had gotten off. Waves of commuters boarded the early buses, but the beautiful woman was nowhere to be seen.

I was disappointed and regretted writing on my business card yesterday that I would wait for her at the station. Perhaps after seeing it, she wouldn't have boarded at that stop. But then, a miracle occurred.

Suddenly, a tall, alluring figure appeared among the hurried commuters. Seeing her outfit today, oh my god! The beautiful woman was wearing a light blue silk round-neck blouse with a black suit jacket over it, and a black mini-skirt with a slit about 15 centimeters above her knee, which accentuated her shapely, long, and fair legs. She wore black high heels, and as she walked, glimpses of her inner thighs were occasionally revealed, leaving the men waiting at the station speechless. My erection, which had been throbbing all night, was suddenly aroused again.

I smiled at the woman, but she remained indifferent, her deep, mysterious eyes filled with cold indifference, ignoring me completely.

The bus arrived, and as usual, I squeezed on behind her. Among the crowded passengers, a couple of lecherous men deliberately moved their bodies, trying to touch her buttocks with their genitals. She frowned in disgust and avoided the contact. Unexpectedly, she moved towards me, her cold gaze not meeting mine, but naturally coming into direct contact with mine amidst the jostling crowd.

My chest rubbed against her familiar mounds of flesh once more, our thighs pressed tightly together, the warmth of her thighs radiating from mine. I couldn't tell if her move to face me was intentional or unintentional, for her gaze remained cold and indifferent throughout, never once glancing at me.

Tentatively, and with a mixture of trepidation and excitement, I gently and quietly pushed my already erect penis against her protruding vulva. Unexpectedly, though she didn't look at me, she seemed to understand, thrusting her mons pubis in response to the friction of my penis. In that instant, I could no longer hear the surrounding noise; I was solely focused on thrusting my penis, enjoying the pleasure of our genitals rubbing together amidst the jostling crowd. Her alluring thighs opened again, just as they had yesterday, clamping my right leg between them, making my penis even more firmly pressed against her vulva.

Because she was wearing a super short mini skirt with a front slit today, I could clearly feel the warmth of her vulva through the thin trousers. I couldn't resist reaching out my right hand and slipping it between our pressed penises and vulva, inserting it through the slit of the skirt.

She was wearing the same two-piece transparent stockings as yesterday. My fingers touched the soft, smooth skin between her inner thighs and her panties. Her panties were soaked with the honey-like vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina. The physical excitement made my heart beat faster immediately. I used my index and middle fingers to pull out a small tuft of thick, dark pubic hair from her panties.

The beautiful woman suddenly let out a soft moan, reaching out to grab my hand tightly, trying to pull it away. I complied, slowly withdrawing my hand from under her crotch, while simultaneously unzipping my trousers. I boldly pulled out my erect penis, its swollen, purplish-red glans pressing against the slit of her skirt. My thick, warm penis pressed against her smooth thighs, against the bulge of her vulva through her sheer panties.

Her panties were soft, elastic, and as thin as gauze. Perhaps feeling the warmth of my penis between her thighs, the muscles on her smooth inner thighs twitched slightly. I could clearly feel my glans, through the thin fabric already soaked with her vaginal fluid, pressing against the slightly concave opening of her vagina, the glans also covered in her slippery, oozing fluid.

I reached my other hand behind the beautiful woman's plump, slightly upturned buttocks and forcefully pressed her lower body against my penis. This close contact aroused both of us simultaneously, and we silently thrust our genitals together, rubbing intensely. Her beautiful legs intertwined and rubbed against my thighs again.

The woman closed her eyes, not daring to look at me, her lips slightly parted as she breathed softly, enjoying the pleasure of our genitals rubbing together. At this moment, my large glans felt as if the pink petals of her labia had parted. Taking advantage of the slippery lubrication, I forcefully thrust my glans inside, pushing about half an inch into her vagina through the soft, elastic fabric of her panties.

The woman opened her mouth as if to cry out, then covered it. Seeing the pain on her face, could it be that her vagina had never been opened by a man before? Perhaps! Because my large glans, still attached to her thin glans panties, was tightly gripped by her untouched petals, the tender flesh around her vulva contracted strongly around the ridges of my glans, almost squeezing out the semen I had held back all night.

She clenched her pearly white teeth, enduring the tearing pain in her lower body, and pushed against my waist with both hands. I was blinded by intense lust and ignored her resistance. Instead of holding her buttocks, I used my hands to forcefully press her vulva against my penis. Originally, her beautiful legs were clamping my right thigh, but now my legs were entwined around her right thigh, preventing her from escaping.

Through her elastic thin glans panties, I quickly thrust my glans half an inch deep into her vagina and withdrew it. Seeing that her resistance was ineffective, the beautiful woman gritted her teeth, turned her head away from me, and breathed heavily, her face flushed.

The bus then came to the uneven road surface left by the MRT construction yesterday. The vibrations caused even greater friction between our genitals, which were moving in and out of each other. The beautiful woman gripped my waist tightly again, biting her pearly teeth to keep herself from losing control. Her long, beautiful legs, which I was holding tightly, tensed as if in a spasm, her supple, elastic muscles twitching incessantly. A warm flow gushed from her vagina, the slightly hot vaginal fluid seeping through her soft, thin panties and onto my glans. She had reached orgasm.

My glans was stimulated by her hot vaginal fluid.Excited, I forcefully thrust my glans, still covered by the soft fabric of her panties, into her vagina about half an inch deep. The ridge of my glans was tightly gripped by the tender flesh of her labia. The woman's vagina, in the throes of orgasm, contracted rapidly, sucking and drawing me in. The intense pleasure sent shivers down my spine, and my thick, pent-up semen from the previous night erupted, soaking her panties with a sticky, wet mess.

The woman, who had been limp and clinging to me after her orgasm, was startled awake by the heat of my semen. She twisted her waist forcefully, freeing my glans, still partially inside her, which was covered by her panties. I hastily pulled my now-soft penis back into my trousers. As I zipped up my pants, I looked up and saw the woman already squeezing to the bus door, ready to get off.

Chapter Five: The Beauty's Secret After a second passionate encounter

with the beauty on the bus , although I couldn't fully penetrate her, the stimulation of my glans being gripped by her tender labia through her soft, sheer panties was enough to leave me wanting more. 　　Back at the construction site, I called the site manager, Xiao Lai, and adjusted the workers' schedules. Whenever the beauty arrived at work or would appear after lunch (when she bought fruit), I simply told the workers to temporarily stop work so they could watch her to their heart's content; otherwise, work would resume—a win-win situation. 　　Next, I began implementing my personal "Beauty's Palace-Breaking" plan. 　　First, I found out that my bookish classmate, Yuan Wanli's, newlywed wife, Lü Jinmin, was also the chairman's secretary at the same large company where the beauty worked. This was a godsend. 　　During the phone call, Yuan Wanli learned that I was pursuing the beauty. Because he was busy and on a business trip in the south, he gave me his new wife's phone number, asking me to contact her myself. It was a Saturday, and I didn't have to work in the afternoon (there were no two-day weekends back then). I made an appointment over the phone with Wanli's newlywed wife, Lü Jinmin, to have lunch at the Western restaurant on the second floor of the Holiday Inn across from the construction site. 　　I arrived at the restaurant on the second floor at noon sharp to wait for Lü Jinmin. I had never met Lü Jinmin before, because I was on a business trip in the United States two months ago when Yuan Wanli got married, and I only sent a gift of money. So I hadn't met his new wife yet. But being the chairman's secretary in a large company, her conditions must be pretty good! 　　While I was lost in thought, a woman who was about 165 cm tall walked into the restaurant. She had long, slightly wavy hair that cascaded down her shoulders. She wore a dark red office lady suit with a cream-colored silk shirt underneath and a small dark red and cream-colored scarf. She looked elegant and refined. I estimated that her high breasts were at least a 34D to an E size. 　　Her lower body was clad in a narrow skirt of the same color as her top, about ten centimeters above the knee, which accentuated her fair and delicate thighs and shapely, long calves, making them even more alluring. She wore dark red high heels. Her attire clearly indicated she was a well-trained secretary to the head of a large corporation. 　　I immediately stood up to greet her. Seeing me, Lü Jinmin approached with a mysterious smile. She had a classic oval face, fair skin with a rosy glow, and light makeup. Her eyebrows were slightly upturned and heavily groomed, and beneath her double eyelids were a pair of crystal-clear eyes. She had a straight, slightly upturned, delicate nose, and a small, rosy mouth. I had heard that the bookish Yuan Wanli's new wife was quite beautiful, but I hadn't expected her to be so strikingly beautiful and exuding such femininity. While I envied her, I decided to look at the bookish Yuan Wanli with new respect from now on. 　　As we approached the table, she nodded and smiled at me, "You are XXX?" 　　I replied politely, "Undeserving! Please sit down, please sit down. I was abroad when you and Wanli got married and missed your wedding banquet, which I greatly regret!" 　　She smiled, "I've heard so much about you from Wanli before. I'm even more disappointed that you weren't here!" 　　During the meal, her elegant gestures and the way she held the knife and fork reminded me of a certain television commercial. Lü Jinmin's voice was magnetic; I imagined that with her answering client calls, there wouldn't be a deal she couldn't close. 　　Although her attire and position suggested she had seen it all, her conversation revealed a very conservative personality. 　　That beautiful woman had an unusual surname, Nie, and her given name was Nie Lingyu—a strange and intriguing name. Because I was Wanli's classmate, Lü Jinmin didn't treat me like an outsider. She immediately advised me to give up on pursuing her, saying that Nie Lingyu was the general manager's secretary. Despite her cold and aloof exterior, and her indifference towards men, she was actually a typical gold digger, chasing only money. 　　Everyone in the company knew that the chairman's son, Zhou Kai, was pursuing her. Nie Lingyu appeared unmoved, but she was actually using a strategy of playing hard to get. Besides having some money and being overweight, Zhou Kai was practically useless, and his looks were also quite unappealing. Lingyu always kept him at arm's length, driving him crazy with desire. He spent a fortune on her clothes and rent, but Lingyu wouldn't even let him touch her. 　　Hearing that the seemingly ethereal and beautiful Lingyu was this kind of woman was quite surprising. I immediately retorted to Lü Jinmin, "If Nie Lingyu is like this, why does she take the bus to work? She could just ask Zhou Kai to buy her a car!" 　　Lu Jinmin said that if Lingyu asked, she would give him ten cars. She claimed Lingyu taking the bus was just for show, to show she was a practical and hardworking woman, and that she would definitely be a good, hardworking, and thrifty wife if she married into the Zhou family. 　　After Lu Jinmin said this, I had to believe that Nie Lingyu was indeed a gold digger. I remembered that Lingyu was wearing designer clothes, something a secretary-level office worker couldn't afford. And although I had a decent income, compared to the wealthy young master Zhou, I was nothing. 　　Jinmin noticed my disappointment and offered some words of comfort, saying she would introduce me to one of her friends and tell me to forget Nie Lingyu. I thought of the passion I shared with Nie Lingyu on the bus; I feared I would never forget it. 　　Jinmin repeatedly mentioned that her friend's surname was Jiang and how beautiful she was, but I had no interest whatsoever. Unable to resist her repeated recommendations, I looked at the strikingly beautiful Jinmin. 　　I said, "Unless your friend has your qualities, I have no interest!" 　　Hearing my praise, she couldn't hide her excitement in her eyes and brows. 　　She said, "My friend is much better off than me, you'll see!" 　　I have a motto: when a woman tells you another woman is much better off than her, never believe her, because if that woman were truly better off, she would never say it. 　　Seeing me deep in thought, Jin Min assumed I agreed and immediately dialed her friend, Ms. . Thank goodness! 　　It was the weekend, and Ms. Jiang already had plans. Jin Min could only give me an apologetic smile. 　　"Sorry! I had to make plans with her at the last minute, so maybe next time!" Hey! She sounded like I was asking her to make plans with Ms. Zhao. 　　I stared into her clear eyes: "Why don't you make plans with me?" 　　Only after saying this did I remember she was my classmate's newlywed wife, and I cursed myself for being so inexplicable. 　　The conservative and honest Jin Min didn't think too much of it, because I always presented a very upright and gentlemanly image to others. 　　She replied naively, "I'm already married, what's the point of a date with me... When Wanli comes back from his business trip, I'll have him invite you to his house for dinner!" 　　"Okay! But it's the weekend, don't you have any plans?" 　　"Wanli's not here, who am I supposed to go with?" 　　"I'll make plans for you. I've heard there's a good movie, I'll invite you to see it!"

She thought for a moment, "Okay! Anyway, I'm free this afternoon. You treat me to lunch, and I'll treat you to a movie!"

Because I'm Wanli's good friend, Jin Min didn't think of anything else and readily agreed to go to the movies with me.

[To be continued]

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