[The Ambition of a Loser] (March 4th) Author: xstyk

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Chapter 3

What is a "Loser"? Does it refer to someone with low income, low status, ugly appearance, and a worthless life? Are these people
born with worthless lives? Are they farmers, or are their parents laid-off workers? Are people born into different classes?

Is fate truly unchangeable? Wang Yang kept asking himself, am I a loser? Am I really
a loser? Judging from his current situation, yes, he is a loser. He can't afford a house, he has no money,
no car, and he can't possibly have a wife. In this materialistic society, he is at the lowest end of the food chain,
doing so-called white-collar manual labor, living cautiously and diligently every day, watching his boss's
face , enduring his beloved goddess being possessed, played with, and humiliated. Every time he closes his eyes,
the anger in his heart begins to burn—a kind of resentment and indignation. He doesn't want to admit defeat; he doesn't want to be a
loser for the rest of his life! But what about opportunities? When he and Xia Liu graduated at the same time, the opportunities facing them were
so vastly different. From the very beginning, it was clear that he would find it extremely difficult to beat Xia Liu. What
could he do? What could he do?! Wang Yang asked himself irritably. Throughout history, countless
stories of underdogs achieving success have unfolded. The most typical example is the legend of Napoleon, a tale of a fallen
nobleman who through his own struggle, became the Emperor of Europe—what a glorious achievement! Or consider
the nouveau riche generation in China during the 1980s, or the current e-commerce saga. Sometimes, Wang Yang even maliciously thought about his
favorite novelist, Wang Yu. This guy wasn't a typical underdog before; now, this fatso is definitely
a tall, rich, and handsome guy—oh, no, a short, rich, and ugly guy. It seems tall and handsome don't fit this fatso at all. He used to be a factory
worker, but now he not only owns a big house in Beijing but also married a beautiful woman. It's simply
unbearable ! How can I change this?

Actually, for Wang Yang, returning home for the Spring Festival brought more than just this worry. His parents, after
subtly discovered their precious son was still single. This was unacceptable. Wang Yang was already 27; in
the countryside, a young man his age would already be old enough to run errands. They wanted to quickly settle him
down and find him a wife. From the older generation's perspective, Hangzhou was nice, but too far away. They worried
that he might go astray, be led astray. The outside world was too tempting. Seeing
Wang Yang's eagerness upon returning, his parents felt uneasy.

"Wang Yang, Mom will take you to visit a family tomorrow," his mother said, her kind and earnest gaze fixed
on Wang Yang, who was secretly plotting something.

"Mom, where are we going tomorrow?" Wang Yang already knew perfectly well what was going on. Back home, from
his parents ' accents and tone, he knew he was about to be pressured into blind dates. After all, at his age in the rural mountains
, he was definitely considered a "leftover man." Some relatives and neighbors, though not saying it to his face,
whispered , "Look at Yangzi, he's getting on in years and still not married. He's probably sick, isn't he? Who says
otherwise? Look at the way he walks, his nose in the air. Look at the way he looks at people, what's
so great about him ?" These were the most common kinds of gossip. In the rural mountains, there wasn't much entertainment; the women
at home spent their time chatting about this and that, judging others with their narrow-minded eyes, always thinking the outside
world was just like this little mountain village.

Wang Yang didn't care. He just laughed it off. He didn't want to spend his whole life in this small village, this small
county , repeating the fate his parents had followed. But his parents couldn't stand the constant
gossip, their complaints and longing for their son working far away. This led Wang Yang's parents to make a rash decision: they
needed to find him a wife immediately.

"Little Yangzi, what's wrong? You've been away for a few years, and you think you're all grown up and look down on us? Look at you, you're not
getting any younger , and you're still not married. Do you know what it means to settle down and build a career? You need to settle down first, then build a career
. How can you have the mind to do anything else if you don't stabilize yourself first? You're coming with your mother tomorrow." Wang Yang's father finally snapped, enraged by
Wang Yang's shoving and pushing attitude. This child was truly insensible!
They had worried themselves sick over his marriage, and he remained unmoved. What an unfilial son!

Blind dates, especially back in the 1980s, were actually quite interesting.
People usually met through matchmakers, and the parents would sit down together to discuss their
preferences, focusing on character, education, and where the couple
worked . But now, in the 2010s, the meeting between the parents and the matchmaker has become more like
a market transaction. "What's your son's education?

" "Oh, my son graduated from a university," the elderly couple said proudly. "

A university degree? These days, everyone has one. It's nothing special," the matchmaker and the woman's parents said dismissively.

"Have you bought a house in town?"

"Well, not yet, but if the young couple really get together, we'll raise the money to buy one," Wang Yang
's parents said awkwardly, their faces flushing.

"Our Xiaojie won't be helping you pay the loan," the woman's parents immediately pointed out the crux of the matter
. Wang Yang's parents blushed even more, quickly waving their hands and saying, "No, no, how could that be? Of course, it's
Wang Yang and us, the old folks, who will pay the loan."

"Do you have a car?" the woman's parents asked, a common blind date question.

"Not yet, but we can buy one if needed," Wang Yang's parents said cautiously, completely
unaware of the sorrow and resentment in Wang Yang's eyes beside them.

The following questions were all about practical and personal conditions. Practical conditions included the typical
dowry ," the usual customs in "their area," and that "their daughter"
wouldn't do housework or contribute money, etc.—a series of requirements.

Suddenly, a discordant voice came from the woman's mouth, "Mom, let's go.
Their family isn't well-off. The family you met last time

was much better." At this, Wang Yang's parents were truly embarrassed. Wang Yang could sense his parents' shame and
his father's helpless anger, but he himself remained calm.

"Okay, in that case, goodbye." Wang Yang suddenly stood up and walked out without looking back.
The parents were left stunned.

"Hey, how could you be like this?" The girl's parents felt that this blind date boy was incredibly disrespectful
; this kind of person wanted to marry their daughter? He was dreaming.

"Wang Yang, you come back here!" Wang Yang's father shouted. How could this child be so insensible!

Wang Yang suddenly shook off his father's hand and ran out like the wind, leaving the bewildered girl and the old man behind.

"What are you doing? Do you know how hard it is for your parents to find you a wife these days?" Back home,
Wang Yang's father was furious when he saw Wang Yang tidying up in his room.

Silence. Wang Yang didn't say anything, continuing to fold his clothes, clearly wanting to go home early.

"These days, finding a wife? You know, many young men in our village are still single. It's only because you've studied that
someone agreed to meet you. Look at Xiao Linzi across the street, his wife ran away too. Don't they know how precious girls are
these days ?" Wang Yang's father said, somewhat exasperated.

Silence. This was now Wang Yang's only way of responding to his father.

"Yangzi, where are you going? It's the New Year!" Wang Yang's mother cried, trying to stop him from packing
.

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry, I can't do it. I want to walk my own path." With that, Wang Yang
picked up his backpack and walked out.

"Get out! If you dare to leave this house, don't come back!" Wang Yang's father suddenly roared, wondering
when his son had become so arrogant.

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry, I'll definitely make something of myself before I come back." Wang Yang suddenly knelt down,
kowtowed to his parents, got up, closed the door, and left, leaving his parents alone and dejected.

Wang Yang walked step by step, tears streaming down his face. "I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled, I'm
so unwilling! Why!" These thoughts raged in Wang Yang's mind, filled with anger. He hated! He resented!
The village path that had seemed so long now seemed so short.

"Hey, Yangzi, where are you going?" Xiao Linzi, holding a bottle of liquor in one hand, swayed and
looked at his friend with drunken eyes.

Since being dumped by Meijuan, Xiaolinzi hadn't had a decent job and had been unemployed at home, becoming
a typical laughingstock in the village. He drowned his sorrows in alcohol, drinking every day.

"Xiaolinzi, I want to leave this mountain village. Will you come with me?" Wang Yang asked, almost as if possessed.

"Leave the village? Where to?" Xiaolinzi asked, a little confused.

"To take back what's rightfully ours, to take back our dignity, to take back what we've lost!" Wang Yang said
bitterly .

"Go, I want my Meijuan, sob sob..." Xiaolinzi burst into tears again.

"Shut up!" Wang Yang suddenly shouted, "What's a man crying for? Come on, follow me, let's go out and make something of ourselves.
Let's go now!" Wang Yang was a little crazy.

And so, Xiaolinzi packed a few things at home and set off with Wang Yang. Actually,
Xiaolinzi didn't want to celebrate the New Year, because the villagers were gossiping about him, the man who had been cuckolded, just as
much as Wang Yang.

"Where are we going?" On the way, Xiaolinzi couldn't help but ask again.

"Let's make a fortune," Wang Yang replied. And indeed, they did. On the night of Lunar New Year's Eve, under the cover of darkness, Wang Yang and
Xiao Linzi secretly climbed into the town government building to commit theft. Perhaps it was luck, or perhaps it was fate, but
they succeeded easily. On the first and second days of the Lunar New Year, the same scene unfolded in the government building of the neighboring town. In
their rented room, looking at the mountain of Mao Zedong bills in front of them, Wang Yang and Xiao Linzi were mesmerized. They did
a preliminary count and found that they had stolen a total of more than 600,000 yuan from the offices of the three town mayors and the secretary, as well as many
valuable ornaments. In the office of the Party Secretary of Shannan Town, a diary was found, containing detailed records of
various affairs, even including his lover, Dianxian, and his mistresses.
Wang Yang stared angrily at the wicked diary. Eight mistresses! Our Party Secretary had
categorized . For example, Zhou Hanxue, only 22 years old, was an art school student who frequented every Saturday night; Wu
Moli, already 40, was a typical beauty. Looking at their photos vying for attention, Wang Yang and
Xiao Linzi felt jealous and envious.

"Brother, what should we do next? Continue stealing?" Xiao Linzi asked, looking blankly at
the hundred-yuan bills scattered on the bed.

"No, but we need to negotiate with these leaders," Wang Yang said with a smile. "Xiao
Linzi , have you uploaded all the photos I asked you to take?"

"Yes, bro." Xiao Linzi replied immediately. He admired Wang Yang now; at least they had money
in their hands . As for whether the money was stolen, he didn't want to think about it too much. He was just a little puzzled that every
time Wang Yang went to steal, he would take pictures of the office surroundings and the cabinets and drawers where the gifts were found,
which took up a lot of time. Xiao Linzi had some complaints and questions about this, but he trusted
his brother Wang Yang, so he didn't ask.

"Xiao Linzi, we can take this money, but we need to use some methods." Wang Yang's tone was full
of confidence in controlling the situation.

Wang Yang and Xiao Linzi were excited and confused in their rented room, but the atmosphere in the three municipal party committee compounds
was filled with anger, worry, and hesitation.

"What happened? How could this be stolen? Are the security guards at the city government gate incompetent?! A theft during the New
Year !" Inside the offices of the three mayors and secretaries, the security captains helplessly endured
a barrage of insults. "A bunch of useless trash! Fire the security guard on duty that night! Get out!" Their angry voices
couldn't quell the worries of the secretaries and mayors. That was a large sum of money! If people found out they were
accepting gifts during the holiday... if it got exposed, it would be disastrous. Of course, the most worried was
the secretary . He discovered that even his secret notebook, hidden in such a secret compartment, had been stolen.
If anything there were exposed... he already felt a chill run down his spine.

Although the mayor's and party secretary's offices were burglarized and the amount stolen was substantial, the matter was kept very low -key.
To the outside world, it was claimed to be a petty thief who broke into the municipal party committee compound. However, the mayor and party secretary's offices
were notoriously clean, and only about 1,000 yuan was stolen. The police are still investigating. This is
one ; two other towns haven't reported any thefts, but the police in those towns have been secretly instructed to intensify their investigations. Soon...
The police found Wang Yang in his rented room. Without fear or panic, Wang Yang remained calm.

Inside the police station in Shannan Town, Wang Yang was being interrogated.

"Tell me, where did you hide the stolen goods!" a young officer demanded menacingly.

"Officer, I want to speak privately with the Shannan Party Secretary. If it's convenient, please tell him. I won't answer any questions until
then ," Wang Yang replied indifferently.

"Wang Yang, you're a college student with a bright future. How can you face your parents like this
? Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely. Quickly confess your crimes and hand over the stolen goods!"
an older officer said earnestly, his expression so sincere.

"Heh, I said I want to talk to the Secretary face-to-face. You can beat me to death here, but
I won't say a word until then," Wang Yang said resolutely.

The police officer continued talking for a while, but seeing that Wang Yang wouldn't budge, he even beat him severely.
Wang Yang gritted his teeth and refused to say a word.

On the third night, around 10 PM, Wang Yang was suddenly brought in for interrogation. Standing before him was
Lin Weiye, the secretary of Shannan Town. "You wanted to see me, didn't you? Speak," Lin Weiye said indifferently, looking at
the barely recognizable Wang Yang.

"Secretary, hello. I think you know why I've called you here," Wang Yang said with a smile.

"What do you want in return for my notebook?" Lin Weiye's pupils contracted slightly as he coldly asked.

"Secretary, I just want to make a living, so I'd like to start a small business. I need your help,"
Wang Yang replied.

"Hmph, how did I know you wouldn't keep your word? Give me back my notebook, and I'll let you out. You can have
all the money you took; consider it your medical expenses for the past few days," Lin Weiye said impatiently.

"Hehe, Secretary, I, Wang Yang, am just a lowly commoner. I don't care about medicine or anything like that. But I just want to find
a big shot to protect me. I think Secretary Lin is my
benefactor. As for that little notebook, I'll return it to you as soon as I get out. Secretary, exposing you won't do me any good. I, Wang Yang, am also a greedy and lustful man." Wang Yang
said with a grin, his slightly sinister voice echoing in the detention center, sounding somewhat eerie.

"Do you have a copy?" Lin Weiye said after a moment of silence. It was clear that Secretary Lin was somewhat helpless,
unable to do anything about his weakness being in Lin Weiye's hands.

"Copy? No, I just have some photos hidden away.
Although you know that for a big shot like Secretary Lin, crushing a little ant like me is too easy.
I wouldn't even be able to leave this detention center without these photos." Wang Yang said with a somewhat desolate smile.

"You're very bold, daring to threaten me. Aren't you afraid I'll deal with you right now?" Lin Weiye suddenly
said menacingly.

"Of course, but I think a big shot like Secretary wouldn't allow himself to be in any danger. And
reporting you, Secretary, won't do me any good. I still want to rely on you to get promoted in the future," Wang Yang stated
his purpose.

"You want me to help you get promoted?" Lin Weiye was amused and annoyed.

"Why not, Secretary? I can be your dog. I have nothing, I want money, I want
women, I want an official position!" Wang Yang didn't laugh along, but simply spoke his mind to Lin Weiye
, his tone tinged with resentment.

Secretary Lin felt very troubled. In his eyes, this Wang Yang was a complete
scoundrel , someone he would never normally provoke. But now he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"Alright, since you want to live a peaceful life, then give me back my notebook first. From now on, we'll see how you
behave " Lin Weiye said helplessly and impatiently. He couldn't stand arguing with such a
young man who, in his eyes, had nothing.

Wang Yang was quickly released after a day of detention. Upon his release, he immediately fulfilled his promise,
returning the stolen money and notebook to Lin Weiye. Under Lin Weiye's instructions, he started a small company,
mainly selling office supplies and fruits. With Lin Weiye, the county party secretary, as his backer,
Wang Yang and Lin Weiye's business flourished. He secured many purchasing orders within the county party committee compound.
Wang Yang was also adept at networking; he secretly returned the stolen money to the mayors and party secretaries,
adding 10% interest. He also gave a large portion of the profits from businesses secured through Lin Weiye's connections
to his "benefactor secretary." So, Lin Weiye quickly came to believe that this young man was decent
, even though his methods were somewhat underhanded. He was a sensible person, discreet, and
reliable, so Lin Weiye began to trust him. Lin Weiye even felt he had done a good deed, helping college graduates find employment
. Wang Yang was very shrewd and obsequious, always flattering the Party Secretary and other leaders
. The leaders were very satisfied with such a sycophant .

Time flew by, and in two years, Wang Yang and Xiao Linzi went from penniless nobodys
to city dwellers. They bought a new house and a Buick in Shannan, and their lives were
thriving. The village started introducing them to potential partners more often. Everyone in the village had heard that Wang Yang was now a big
boss , owning a large state-owned company that delivered goods to the municipal government compound. He was truly
a young man with a bright future! The number of people introducing Wang Yang and Xiao Linzi to potential partners also increased.
The came again through a matchmaker, trying to get a head start. But Wang Yang absolutely refused, regardless
of whether it was his parents' request or the matchmaker's introduction. He wouldn't admit defeat, he wouldn't accept his fate!

Xiao Linzi, however, quickly succumbed to despair. He actually longed for stability. Lin Weiye later helped him
get a job as a driver in a subordinate unit; the pay was decent, the work wasn't strenuous, and the holiday
benefits were good. He was considered a promising young man in the village. Besides, although Xiao Linzi had been hurt by Meijuan,
when the matchmaker introduced him to a new girl, he didn't seize the opportunity. Later, the girl became pregnant,
and they had to get married because of the pregnancy. Wang Yang mocked him for a long time, but no matter what, Xiao Linzi had nothing to say to
Wang Yang . Without his brother Wang Yang, he would still be dreaming of getting married, unlike now, where a wife
seemed to be forced upon him because of her pregnancy. But was Wang Yang truly happy? Didn't Wang Yang want to find someone?

Wang Yang himself didn't know.

One day, Lin Weiye suddenly approached Wang Yang mysteriously and said, "Little Yang, I need your help
!"

"Uncle, why are you saying that? Your business is my business, Uncle, just tell me," Wang Yang
said enthusiastically with a smile.

"Little Yang, this matter is actually quite troublesome, and it might require you to make a slight sacrifice," Lin Weiye
said somewhat embarrassedly, his expression a little strange.

"Uh, Uncle, what is it?" Wang Yang asked curiously. Actually, when Secretary Lin said he needed to make a sacrifice,
his heart skipped a beat, but he was also secretly delighted. Not everyone had
the opportunity to sacrifice for their leader.

"Oh, it's like this, Little Yang, you know I have a little girl named Zhou Hanxue, right?" Secretary Lin
said somewhat awkwardly.

"Yes, what's wrong, Uncle?" Wang Yang continued to ask.

"Uh, by accident, this girl is pregnant." Lin Weiye looked at Wang Yang somewhat embarrassedly.
"And I had her have an ultrasound, it's a boy. You know, I only have one daughter so far.
If this is a boy, I'd like her to have the baby, but if Xiao Zhou's child is born suddenly without
a father easily cause controversy, and the child can't be registered. So I was thinking, why don't you marry Xiao Zhou? Anyway
, you're not married, so you can have the baby smoothly. As for Xiao Zhou, she's incredibly beautiful, I don't think
she'll mind." Lin Weiye almost didn't dare look at Wang Yang as he finished speaking.

Wang Yang's face turned pale instantly. Did he want Zhou Hanxue? Yes, Zhou Hanxue was 24 years old, a
graduate of an arts school, her figure and face were undeniably stunning, she looked just like a celebrity. But wanting to sleep with her and marrying her
were two different things, not to mention the fact that she was carrying someone else's child. Wang Yang was so angry he couldn't speak.

"Xiao Yangzi, don't be like this. I know this is difficult for you, but you have to take care
of your uncle too," Lin Weiye continued to persuade him. "Xiao Zhou wanted to abort the child several times after she found out she was pregnant.
I had to talk to her a lot to convince her. You know, I have no children now, and I'm already 50 years old. This child
is really hard-won. Don't worry, I'll make it up to you."

Although Wang Yang was angry, he quickly forced himself to calm down. He knew this was an opportunity,
a chance to get Lin Weiye on his side. "Uncle, you know this is really difficult,"

Wang Yang said, looking very troubled.

"Wang Yang, I know this is unfair and unfair to you, but trust me, I will definitely make it up to
you. You've always wanted to take on big projects, haven't you? I promise I'll help you. And don't worry about Xiao Zhou, you
know what she looks like." Seeing that Wang Yang hadn't completely given up, Lin Weiye was delighted and immediately pressed his advantage. "Uncle, but you know I didn't even have a girlfriend before, this, Uncle..." Wang Yang looked extremely

aggrieved , his eyes glistening with tears. Secretary Lin himself felt that he had indeed bullied Wang Yang, but there was nothing he could do. Zhou Hanxue was using the child in her womb to pressure him. If he didn't agree, Zhou Hanxue would immediately turn on him, and might even report him. It would be even more impossible for him to divorce his wife and be with Zhou Hanxue. If his father-in-law found out, his future would be over. So Secretary Lin patiently persuaded Wang Yang, "I'm telling you, Yangzi, we men should focus on our careers first. As for women, once you have money and power, it'll be a piece of cake. I know I've wronged you in this matter, but I won't forget you. Don't worry, from now on you're my nephew, and I will do everything I can to help you." Wang Yang glanced at him. The words had already been said. If he didn't agree now, he would have to fall out with the man surnamed Lin , a price he was unwilling to pay. "Since you've brought it up, Uncle, to be honest I, Wang Yang, am not an ungrateful person. I, Wang Yang, owe my current success—a car and a house in the city—to you . I will definitely do my best to fulfill your promise," Wang Yang said slowly, nodding as if he had made a great decision. Secretary Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief, a little excited. The troublesome matter was finally perfectly resolved. Ah, my son! This Wang Yang is very obedient; I'll have to take good care of him in the future. Now, Lin Weiye finds Wang Yang pleasing to the eye. A promising young man indeed. Wang Yang's parents were stunned by this sudden surprise. They'd heard that their son was getting married to a beautiful woman , but seeing is believing. When they actually saw Wang Yang leading a stunningly beautiful woman into their home, joy filled their minds. Their daughter was truly beautiful. The village women were envious, while the village girls were jealous, watching Wang Yang and his beautiful wife arrive and leave in such a grand manner—their resentment was palpable! How could she have been so blind not to have chosen such a good man? All the girls in the village practically hated her. The wedding went smoothly. Perhaps it was because Secretary Lin had taken good care of Zhou Hanxue; she cooperated perfectly with Wang Yang's performance from beginning to end. Wang Yang's wedding house was already prepared, and he had even bought a car. Perhaps to compensate Wang Yang, Lin Weiye gave him 500,000 yuan to handle the wedding arrangements. Everything was going smoothly and beautifully. When relatives, friends, and Wang Yang's parents saw the beautiful bride being led by Wang Yang into the hall of marriage, they were all moved to tears of happiness. "I am so happy to see my nephew Wang Yang marry this beautiful Ms. Zhou Hanxue today. Wang Yang is usually conscientious and responsible at work, young and promising..." Lin Weiye read the marriage declaration eloquently and also served as the witness for Wang Yang and Zhou Hanxue's wedding. Those country folk from the mountains had never even seen a county party secretary before. What a high-ranking official! Look at Wang Yang, he was even being recognized as their nephew—what incredible luck! The young women from the countryside regretted their past lack of discernment. The festive bridal chamber, the bright red candles, the flickering candlelight, the fine wine, the crystal goblets—it was a hall of happiness. But the faces of the newlyweds sitting opposite each other were devoid of joy. Zhou Hanxue, after being led into the bridal chamber was visibly unhappy. To be honest, she was a hundred times unwilling to be forced by Secretary Lin to marry Wang Yang, this boy from the mountains. But Lin Weiye had said he wanted the son, but if he couldn't divorce his wife, and if she persisted, it would be a complete breakup. She would n't get a penny and would face retaliation from Lin. Zhou Hanxue knew Lin Weiye's methods, so she reluctantly accepted her fate.

Seeing that Zhou Hanxue was somewhat yielding, Ye continued to persuade her, saying that Wang Yang now had his own company and was considered to be
a member of the "house and car" class. Moreover, he would make it up to her even better after she married him. Besides, no matter how ruthless he was, he wouldn't
mistreat his own son. With this combination of soft and hard tactics, Zhou Hanxue reluctantly agreed to play along with Wang Yang in this
farce . It could be said that Wang Yang and she got married in a whirlwind romance under Lin Weiye's matchmaking.
Initially ; he was decent-looking, and she'd seen the wedding house—it
was pretty good, about 130-140 square meters, nicely decorated, and he had a Nissan. He was a 10/10 average guy, I'd say. Her only
disdain was how spineless this man was. Knowing she was pregnant with Lin's child, he still insisted on marrying her,
even throwing a lavish wedding at home. It was truly speechless. But then again,
how managed to hook up with that ruthless old man, Lin Weiye, and even buy a house and a car in the city? Sigh,
whatever, she thought, she wasn't going to think about it anymore. She was getting on in years; she'd just have to settle for him. As she thought this, Zhou Hanxue's gaze towards
Wang Yang softened. She was going to be living with this man from now on, so she should treat him well
, shouldn't she?

Wang Yang still smiled as he looked at the stunning beauty before him. It should be said that Zhou Hanxue was
no less beautiful than Li Li, whom he had previously encountered. Her fair, delicate oval face, her firm, small, and full breasts pushing her wedding dress high, and
her slender, model-like figure—he could already imagine the
pleasure of having this gorgeous woman beneath him. Her straight, beautiful legs were encased in fine white fishnet stockings, and her slender feet wore
crystal- clear high heels. Such a beauty would definitely be a campus
belle at Wang Yang's previous third-tier university. Four years ago, when he had just graduated, he couldn't believe his wife would be
so alluring. He was quite satisfied, or rather, a little embarrassed now. He could tell
the didn't really approve of him and was only reluctantly playing along. Sometimes, a fleeting
glimpse of disdain would appear in her eyes. Yes, disdain. Wang Yang now looked down on himself too.
He was raising Lin's son, accepting the humiliation of being a used woman, but so what? If he wanted to rise in status, did he have a better
option? As long as his son was in his hands, Lin Weiye would do everything in his power to help him. And this
alluring be moaning beneath him. Yes, he was humiliated, he was despicable, but
even Han Xin endured the humiliation of crawling between someone's legs. He had nothing, and now that he had this opportunity, he wouldn't give it up!

"Wife," Wang Yang said lecherously, looking at the used woman Lin Weiye had ruined.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Hanxue looked at Wang Yang warily. She realized this man was a
lecherous and shameless scoundrel.

"What are you doing? We're married, it's our wedding night, what are you talking about, my beautiful wife, hehe."

Wang Yang's once handsome face was now contorted with lust, a savage,
bestial desire.

"You, Wang, know I'm Lin Weiye's man!" Zhou Hanxue cried out angrily.

"But you're my wife now, my lawfully wedded wife. If you want to make a scene, then go
ahead and shout." Wang Yang said indifferently, his face twisted with lust, displaying only shamelessness and thuggery.

"You're shameless!" Zhou Hanxue roared.

"Yes, I'm shameless, but you're my wife now, and I'm going to fuck you to death!" Wang Yang could
no restrain himself. He had already ripped off his wedding dress and thrown it on the ground, like a beast pressing the beautiful Zhou Hanxue
onto the wedding bed.

"You beast, no!" Zhou Hanxue weakly pounded her delicate fists against
Wang Yang, who was venting his lust on her. "Ah!!" The white wedding dress was torn and ripped apart by Wang Yang's violent ripping.

Wang Yang's hand caressed Zhou Hanxue's long, slender legs encased in white stockings. He quickly pulled down his pants, his dirty
penis already hard and erect. Wang Yang straddled Zhou Hanxue, his buttocks exposed. Zhou Hanxue, thinking
he was about to penetrate her, lifted her legs. But Wang Yang suddenly turned around, his thick penis
near her mouth, his head between her legs.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Hanxue had never experienced anything like this before. She pushed Wang Yang away, his
penis dangling in front of her, looking extremely ugly.

"Slut, lick it with your tongue," Wang Yang said, lowering his head and
pulling down her thin silk thong. His warm lips touched Zhou Hanxue's full, luscious vulva. Zhou Hanxue
trembled, her legs involuntarily clamping together. The white stockings made her lower body appear even more
alluring . Wang Yang meticulously licked Zhou Hanxue's labia, pubic hair, and even her urethra. Zhou Hanxue
trembled uncontrollably under the intense stimulation. Perhaps out of pride, she still looked down on Wang Yang and
refused

licking for a while, Wang Yang rolled over and straddled Zhou Hanxue's chest. Her wedding dress was
torn to shreds. Wang Yang pressed his penis against her mouth, a foul stench assaulting her nostrils. Zhou
Hanxue tightly closed her mouth and turned her head away.

"Hurry up, you slut, what are you pretending to be a virgin for?" Wang Yang
slammed his penis against Zhou Hanxue's pink lips repeatedly. Zhou Hanxue shook her head back and forth, tears welling in her eyes, and finally opened her mouth.

Wang Yang savored the pleasure of being blown by a beautiful woman. Although Lin Weiye had been licked by Zhou Hanxue before, Lin
Weiye was the top official in Shannan, a clearly successful man. What was Wang Yang, this poor country bumpkin, compared to him?

Wang Yang's penis was quickly licked and hardened. Zhou Hanxue's oral skills were indeed remarkable; after all, she was
a seasoned woman. Before and even while being kept by Lin Weiye, a beauty like her
was never short of men. She quickly brought Wang Yang to the point of ejaculation. Seeing this, he didn't dare delay.
He pulled his penis out, took a couple of breaths to catch his breath, then turned around and positioned his penis against Zhou Hanxue's lower body.
Zhou Hanxue obediently raised her legs, her long legs, clad in crystal high heels, wrapped around Wang Yang's waist.

Wang Yang's penis pushed aside her thong and slid directly inside, entering Zhou Hanxue's body. Her wet, slippery
vulva offered no resistance. Zhou Hanxue wasn't wearing any clothes at all; she had only
lost one high heel during her struggle, and she was still wearing her underwear, yet Wang Yang's penis was already inside her.

Wang Yang lifted Zhou Hanxue's long legs, caressing the soft, delicate stockings, and began to
thrust .

Zhou Hanxue's vagina was warm and moist. Although it had become a little loose from Lin Weiye's treatment, she took good care of herself,
always requesting genital care during her beauty treatments, and she also exercised regularly. Zhou Hanxue 's
long legs, encased in white stockings, were curled up against Wang Yang's chest, one foot adorned with a crystal high heel. Zhou Hanxue
's eyes were tightly closed, enduring this rogue's defilement.

After a while of this defilement, Zhou Hanxue lay face down on the bed, her white wedding dress rolled up to her waist, her
fair buttocks raised below Wang Yang's abdomen, her panties pulled down to her knees, her long hair spread across the pillow,
her face buried in the pillow, occasionally letting out suppressed, lewd moans.

"My darling, I'm going to cum, it feels so good, ah..." Wang Yang shuddered, his entire body pressing down
on Zhou Hanxue. Zhou Hanxue also trembled, instinctively raising her buttocks, unwillingly accepting
the spray and drenching of Wang Yang's thick fluid...

After ejaculating, the two did not separate. Wang Yang's penis was still wet inside Zhou Hanxue's body,
slowly savoring the wonderful sexual experience given by this sexy and alluring woman...

The sky outside was still so dark, with only a few stars dotting the long night. Wang Yang
did not want to let Zhou Hanxue go so easily. He lewdly inserted his fingers into her buttocks,
groping in Zhou Hanxue's sticky, wet area. The semen flowing from Zhou Hanxue's lower body formed a puddle of
milky white Wang Yang's penis was aroused again. In the second rape, Wang Yang also performed with unusual
stamina. Finally, Zhou Hanxue was tormented until her lower body was dry and painful, devoid of any pleasure. After all, she didn't like
the . The initial slight pleasure quickly faded amidst self-reproach and pain, leaving only endless
endurance.

The man's penis, still erect after ejaculation, was as majestic as a general who had fought to the death,
sweeping across the battlefield, invincible. Zhou Hanxue was like a defeated soldier, utterly disheveled, panting beneath the man,
powerless to move. Despite her vagina being thoroughly ravaged and slightly swollen, she could only endure it with all her might.

After nearly half an hour, Zhou Hanxue suddenly felt a warm flow inside her vagina, but not much semen entered.

When Wang Yang collapsed on top of her, Zhou Hanxue snapped back to reality, forcefully breaking free from the man, feeling ashamed of her
momentary, degrading behavior. She had truly been too shameless, utterly devoid of self-respect. Zhou Hanxue knelt alone on one side of the sofa,
clutching her chest, her face covered with dried tear tracks.

Wang Yang, completely satisfied, lay lazily on the bed, looking at Zhou Hanxue, whom he had thoroughly ravaged.
Suddenly, he said to her very seriously, "Xiaoxue, don't worry, I, Wang Yang, will take care of you for the rest of my life." Without waiting for
Zhou Hanxue's consent, he went over and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly as if to sleep .
Zhou Hanxue tried to resist several times, but to no avail. Slowly, she resigned herself to her fate and
fell asleep .

"Wang Yang, don't you despise me? I have Lin Weiye's son in my arms," Zhou Hanxue
asked softly in the early morning, her eyes red from crying, gazing out the window.

"Xiaoxue, you are my wife now. We are both pitiful people, and I pity you," Wang Yang
murmured softly behind Zhou Hanxue's ear.

"Yes, Wang Yang, we are willing to marry you, as long as you treat me well in the future," Zhou Hanxue seemed resigned
, tugging at Wang Yang's arms that were holding her, making him hold her even tighter.

"Xiaoxue, me too. You're my wife. Okay, sleep a little longer. We still have a lot
to do ," Wang Yang said softly, like a couple's whispered conversation.

"Mmm, husband," Zhou Hanxue replied, a slight smile appearing on her lips.

Chapter Four:

Wang Yang quickly got up to make breakfast for Zhou Hanxue. The scene was still warm, just like when he first treated Li Li.
He needed Zhou Hanxue as leverage. The wedding passed peacefully, and Wang Yang took his bride
back to Shannan. When they left, the villagers of Wang Yang's village lined the streets like they were seeing off a prime minister, to bid
farewell to this remarkable young man from their village. Wang Yang's parents were also all smiles. Their son had truly
brought them honor. Wasn't this just as the saying goes, "To make a living, who doesn't have a little green on their head?"

Back in Shannan, with Lin Weiye's help, Wang Yang's business flourished. One morning, while Wang Yang was
taking inventory his phone rang unexpectedly. He looked and saw it was Lin Weiye.

Then, swiping his phone, he said in a particularly intimate tone, "Uncle, what are your instructions?" This "Uncle"
made Lin Weiye overjoyed.

"My dear nephew, first of all, I want to congratulate you on your marriage. Also, I heard you're back, and I'm planning to
arrange a welcome-back party. And also, because Zhou Hanxue is pregnant, I'm worried
about , so I'd like to introduce you to a younger sister. Her name is Ye Feifei, and she's incredibly beautiful~"
Lin Weiye let out a few lewd laughs that only men would understand on the other end of the phone.

"Thank you so much, Uncle Lin. You have no idea how pent-up I've been these past few days. I'll treat you tonight.
Let's talk again at our usual spot." Wang Yang knew perfectly well that Lin Weiye was worried about his
son and was reminding him not to touch Zhou Hanxue during her pregnancy. And then, to
make up for , he was introducing him to a casual sex partner. This was exactly what Wang Yang wanted; seeing the
beautiful Zhou Hanxue every day had indeed been incredibly frustrating for him.

Lin Weiye, on the other end of the phone, had made this call after careful consideration. Introducing his other
mistress Ye Feifei, to Wang Yang to be his plaything required considerable resolve.
Ye Feifei was actually Zhou Hanxue's classmate. After graduating from art school, they returned to their hometown and became car models.
By chance, Lin Weiye discovered Ye Feifei, who was incredibly alluring,
and was immediately aroused. Lin Weiye used various methods, and under his coercion and enticement, Ye Feifei had no choice but to
submit to him and become his mistress. Later, Zhou Hanxue became pregnant unintentionally and was forced to give birth by Lin Weiye.
At this but the only son he had in her womb
absolutely wouldn't allow Wang Yang, this hot-headed young man, to be driven by lust and sleep with Zhou Hanxue. After careful consideration, Lin Weiye
arranged for Ye Feifei, whom he had already grown tired of, to become Wang Yang's temporary lover.

The town of Shannan was still bustling with traffic at dusk. It was vaguely the same opulent hotel from years ago.
There were still two men and a woman, only the main characters had changed from Xia Liu, Li Li, and Wu Chi to Lin Weiye, Wang Yang, and Ye Feifei.
But they were doing the same shady business. Just as sordid.

After a few rounds of drinks and dishes, Lin Weiye smiled and put his arm around Ye Feifei, saying, "This is my
nephew. We're very close, despite the age difference. And he's the husband of your classmate Zhou Hanxue.
Why don't you have dinner with Wang Yang's nephew? I have some work to take care of at work." With
a woman's intuition, Ye Feifei suddenly felt uneasy, but she really didn't understand what Lin Weiye was up to
. Before she could think further, Lin Weiye pushed Ye Feifei towards Wang Yang with such force and
strength , then put on his coat and walked straight out.

Just after Lin Weiye left, Ye Feifei was somewhat bewildered. She was about to ask what was going on when
Wang Yang received a text message from Lin Weiye. The message read: "My good nephew, this is
an opportunity your uncle has created for you. You must live up to it and not disappoint me, understand?" After reading the message, Wang Yang felt
like a thousand grass mud horses were galloping through his mind. That bastard! He angrily threw his phone on the table, but
wasn't he also playing the role of that bastard? This ruthless society is like this; people can devour each other
without spitting out the bones.

Ye Feifei, standing nearby, seemed to have also noticed something. From the moment Lin Weiye threw her down and pushed her towards Wang Yang, she
had a feeling. She had been given away. Becoming a commodity, she didn't feel much sorrow. She
had experienced this kind of thing since school. Being beautiful, she was just a commodity in the hands of these powerful men, a
tool for their lust. There was nothing to complain about. She quickly adapted to her role, her alluring face
gazing at Wang Yang with affection. Then, she smiled and moved closer to him, saying, "Brother Wang, you're truly a handsome man,
so young yet already valued by the old man."

Wang Yang sensed that Ye Feifei was no pushover. Without beating around the bush, he looked at his beautiful prey
with a flirtatious expression and said directly, "I have three things to say. First,
I feel I understand life better than Lin Weiye; second, I feel I'm stronger than Lin Weiye; third, and most
importantly , you can't refuse me." Before Ye Feifei could reply, Wang Yang
downed more than half a glass of baijiu in one gulp. He walked straight to Ye Feifei, looking down at his prize. Under the influence of alcohol,
Ye Feifei was
beautiful . Wang Yang could no longer resist and pounced on her without a word, like a lustful demon greedily devouring
his prey.

Wang Yang knew his career advancement opportunities were hard-won, and he cherished every chance. He deeply
understood that helping his leader do a hundred good deeds was less valuable than taking the blame for him and doing one bad deed together.
He had taken the blame; now he was doing that bad deed. He profoundly grasped and implemented Lin Weiye's spirit.

Ye Feifei, standing nearby, also very tactfully grabbed Wang Yang's penis. She said flirtatiously, "Don't be
so rough, okay? Don't worry, I'll take good care of you." As she spoke, she obediently lowered her
beautiful, delicate face, opened her lips painted with glossy lipstick, and
began to suck on Wang Yang's enormous penis with affection, as if savoring something delicious. Wang Yang forced Ye Feifei down between his legs, and Ye
Feifei cooperated by sucking hard. She had been kept and played with by various men during her school years
, and after being kept by Lin Weiye, she frequently sucked him, her skills already honed to perfection. Wang Yang
looked Ye Feifei beneath him; her clothes had come undone during his rough movements, revealing her full, firm breasts and long
, straight legs bent as she knelt on the ground. A sense of conquest welled up within Wang Yang; this was the first
woman he could play with and ravage at will, his trophy. Wang Yang didn't care about Ye Feifei's life or death. His enormous
penis filled her small, cherry-like mouth, and he grabbed her hair,
thrusting , venting his beastly desires. He needed to fuck this woman to death right there.
Images kept flashing before his eyes, as if his former goddess, Li Li, was being ravaged by Xia Liu. Those images
filled him with immense rage. That slut! Ye Feifei quickly adapted to Wang Yang's rhythm. Wang
Yang gave her a signal, and she lay face down on the table. Her two once firm, high breasts were flattened and smeared on the table. She
tried her best to stick out her pert buttocks to accommodate Wang Yang's wanton thrusting, trying to satisfy her new customer. Wang Yang
would occasionally grab and knead Ye Feifei's buttocks and breasts, his strong hands leaving bluish
bruises , accompanied by Ye Feifei's painful moans. Ye Feifei was experiencing both pain and pleasure, but in the restaurant, she dared not
moan loudly, only trying to keep her voice down. Her two large, watery eyes blinked pleadingly
at Wang Yang, filled with humiliation and sorrow, unaware that such tenderness was the best aphrodisiac for men. Suddenly, Wang Yang
felt a shiver run through him, and he quickly pulled out his large penis, shoving it into Ye Feifei's mouth. A thick stream of semen
poured directly into her throat. He stared at Ye Feifei and said, "Swallow it." Coldly, without any emotion. Only
two words. Ye Feifei naturally complied. She understood that Wang Yang was now the old man's
favorite , and his orders were to satisfy him by any means necessary, even if it was painful. Ye Feifei knew about Lin
Weiye and Zhou Hanxue's relationship; they were inseparable best friends. But now Zhou Hanxue had married Wang Yang,
even with a child in her belly, it was still a good outcome. And what about herself?
She had become a tool for her friend's husband to satisfy his lust, and a wave of sorrow washed over her. This Wang Yang and Lin Weiye's relationship
was definitely not ordinary; he was young and promising, and somewhat unscrupulous, and now he was so close to Lin Weiye. For her
, there wasn't much of a choice: a nearly fifty-year-old man versus a robust man in his twenties.
From a purely physical standpoint, Lin Feifei would naturally choose the robust man to serve her; Lin Weiye
had never satisfied her.

"Which tastes better, my semen or Lin Weiye's semen?" Having satisfied his lust, Wang Yang leaned back in his chair
, took another sip of his drink, and asked smugly.

"Of course, Brother Wang is better. Is there even a question? You're practically crushing me!" Her soft voice was alluring
and ignited the man's desire. Wang Yang never expected Ye Feifei to answer so brazenly.
It seems I underestimated Ye Feifei's ability to be pragmatic.

"Then you'll obediently be my mistress. I'll call you when I need you. From
now on, you'll be my tool for sexual gratification and my plaything. I don't want to see you having any other
ambiguous ," Wang Yang said without even raising his eyelids, issuing a direct order without discussion, as if accepting
an object as a matter of course. Ye Feifei, as the commodity, showed a fleeting look of resentment and
humiliation , but quickly could only helplessly submit; she couldn't resist. The next morning, Lin Weiye woke up
to find no messages on his phone. Because no messages meant good news. He thought Wang Yang had succeeded. While washing up, Lin
Weiye's phone rang. It was a message from Wang Yang, containing only one sentence: "I will resolutely not betray the leader's trust."

Exactly as Lin Weiye had expected. Wang Yang was a smart man. Thinking of this, Lin Weiye
smiled went to eat breakfast.

After Wang Yang and Ye Feifei reached their so-called "lover" agreement yesterday, they began drinking one glass after another.
Amidst the revelry, Ye Feifei, emboldened by the alcohol, intentionally or unintentionally revealed her own difficult and impoverished past. Their similar
fates and drastically different paths sparked a subtle affection between them, and
Wang developed feelings for her. In Wang Yang's eyes, Ye Feifei was a spitting image of Li Li—
equally beautiful and alluring, equally materialistic. He was now enjoying the thrill of conquest. The two drank their way from the hotel
to a guesthouse, eventually falling asleep in each other's arms. Unbeknownst to Wang Yang, he was playing the same
role Xia Liu had once played; another "Wang Yang" was silently watching them from afar. But this
"Wang Yang" could only viciously and mercilessly pound a towering tree with his fists
, continuing until his fists bled. It was heartbreaking to watch. But this young man, besides complaining about
the injustice of society, had no other recourse. He wasn't as lucky or as shrewd as Wang Yang, who could latch
onto someone . But the reality was this dog-eat-dog world; he could only watch from afar, secretly observing Wang Yang and Ye
Feifei's intimate moments. He watched Wang Yang's filthy hands brazenly slip inside Ye Feifei's clothes, kneading her
breasts, kissing her, hugging her, teasing her, provoking her, ravaging and humiliating her. He was
powerless. He could only stare at the two of them with his rabbit-red eyes, then silently leave with a long, mournful
cry .

Before going to bed, Wang Yang secretly fulfilled his duty as a husband by going to the bathroom, calling
his wife : "Don't wait for me today, I have a social engagement that will probably last until late. I won't
be home if it's too late, you go to sleep."

Zhou Hanxue was taken aback at first. Then she quietly said, "Oh," but she never expected that
Wang Yang, who had sworn eternal love to her just a few days ago, would so quickly change his tune and drop his pretense. Zhou Hanxue even
tried to comfort herself by thinking that her husband was genuinely discussing business. Of course, Zhou Hanxue had no idea that her husband's mistress
was someone introduced by Lin Weiye, and that she was actually her classmate, Ye Feifei. But in the end, Zhou Hanxue relented and
could only serve Wang Yang wholeheartedly; after all, he had wronged her first, and their marriage was a joke in itself.
But that's a story for later.

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