[Urban] Falling Flowers Like Rain (Complete) - 16-18

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Chapter 41 Beauties Like Rain

Li Ruoyu knew Lan Xueying was in a bad mood and, like Lan Ruoyun, was taciturn. But the journey was long, and she couldn't just sit there idly, so she tried to strike up a conversation. Lan Xueying answered every question concisely, often leaving Li Ruoyu speechless, so she just let her be. As the train approached dusk, Li Ruoyu grew increasingly worried. The raindrops falling outside the window froze into ice, tapping against the glass with a series of sounds. Just then, a salesperson pushing a cart passed by outside. Li Ruoyu opened the door and called out to the salesperson, "Calculate how much all these things cost. I'll take them all."

"You...you want them all?" The

salesperson was a little incredulous.

"Is that not allowed?"

"Sure, sure, I'll calculate it."

Li Ruoyu paid. Lan Xueying stared wide-eyed, utterly bewildered, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I just hope buying these things is a waste,"

Li Ruoyu said with a wry smile.

After a while, Li Ruoyu went to the dining car and ordered two dishes, bringing them back to the private room. "Cousin, the food on the train isn't very good, but please make do with it."

Lan Xueying forced a few bites, then suddenly put down her chopsticks. "Do you have any alcohol?"

"Alcohol?"

Li Ruoyu was taken aback.

"Yes, alcohol."

Li Ruoyu looked for the items she had bought from the salesperson and found two bottles of beer, handing them to Lan Xueying. Lan Xueying shook her head, pointing to a small bottle of Beijing Red Star Erguotou among the items. "Give me that."

"This? Isn't that inappropriate?"

"Just give it to me."

Li Ruoyu handed it to Lan Xueying. The young woman took the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and took a large gulp, nearly half a bottle.

"Cousin Xueying, slow down."

Lan Xueying pursed her lips, glaring at Li Ruoyu. "You drink too! You drink this too!"

Li Ruoyu was both angry and amused. This cousin was truly extraordinary, probably used to being bossy. Helpless, she also found a bottle and drank with Lan Xueying.

Before long, Lan Xueying finished a bottle. Her fair face flushed crimson, losing some of her coldness and gaining a touch of allure. Swirling the empty bottle, she smiled at Li Ruoyu, "That's all. Give me another one."

"Cousin, shouldn't you stop drinking?"

"If you don't give me one, I'll get it myself."

Li Ruoyu had no choice but to find the shopkeeper and buy two more bottles. Returning to the private room, he found Lan Xueying taking off her coat and hanging it on the bedside table. Her slender waist and full hips suddenly bulged, revealing a beautiful curve. The man suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.

"You're back? Where's my wine?"

Lan Xueying suddenly staggered. Her face, which had only been slightly flushed a moment ago, was now bright red. The half of her jade-like arms below her rolled-up sleeves also turned red, her eyes sparkling, incredibly beautiful.

Taking the wine, Lan Xueying took another sip, then suddenly said mysteriously, "Let me tell you a secret, I rarely drink! Do you know why? Because I got drunk at my university graduation prom and pulled down my professor's pants! Haha!"

The beauty laughed and gestured wildly, leaving Li Ruoyu speechless.

"Don't believe me? Your cousin was the queen of the prom at Wharton, no less famous than that Zhu Ziling. And let me tell you, you're quite shrewd, managing to hook up with the Hong Kong beauty. If I didn't know my aunt's tastes, I would have thought you got there through this kind of thing."

Li Ruoyu looked embarrassed, thinking that this cousin really should quit drinking; the difference between her before and after drinking was like heaven and earth.

As Lan Xueying spoke, she suddenly started sobbing, crying harder and harder until she burst into a wail. Seeing this, Li Ruoyu was at a loss, unsure how to comfort her. "I know you all look down on me now, laughing at me for bringing shame to the Lan family, right? But I've tried so hard, I didn't want things to turn out like this. I tried my best to learn from Aunt, but I'm still so far behind... Waaah..."

Li Ruoyu handed some tissues to Lan Xueying, but they were thrown back at her. The beauty picked up the wine bottle, downed the rest in one gulp, gave Li Ruoyu a blank smile, swayed a few times, and collapsed onto the bed. The man rushed over to help Lan Xueying up, calling her name several times, but received no response; she had already passed out drunk.

The man smiled bitterly as he lifted Lan Xueying up and laid her flat on the bed, covering her with a blanket. The beauty's face still bore tear stains, still flushed, her fair arms almost translucent. Li Ruoyu was certain that Lan Xueying was the fairest woman she had ever seen in her life, except...

Back at her own bedside, the freezing rain outside the window intensified, and the sky in the dim light changed color. Looking at Lan Xueying's chest rising and falling slightly across from him, Li Ruoyu felt a sudden surge of irritation. He wanted to leave the private room for some fresh air, but just as he was about to open the door, he heard a loud bang. Turning around, he saw that one of Lan Xueying's long legs had fallen off the bed. Li Ruoyu went over and put the beauty's leg back on the bed, then straightened the blankets. Lan Xueying shifted restlessly a few times, then suddenly grabbed Li Ruoyu, the man unexpectedly landing on top of her curvaceous body.

Li Ruoyu glanced at Lan Xueying; the beauty seemed to be having a sweet dream, clinging tightly to the man, refusing to let go. Their faces were inches apart, and even through the blankets and clothes, he could feel Lan Xueying's firm breasts and soft, delicate body. Li Ruoyu, a super-romantic, couldn't resist. Although he knew it was inappropriate, his manhood couldn't stand it and began to stir. Lan Xueying, completely oblivious, rolled over, using the man as a pillow, one leg pressing against him, her cherry lips close to his face. Li Ruoyu, dizzy and afraid to move, couldn't resist the beautiful woman beside him, her breath sweet and fragrant. He couldn't help but kiss her lips. This didn't stop Lan Xueying; as if she had discovered something rare, she embraced the man and kissed him back, her soft, fragrant tongue exploring his mouth, swirling around. This ignited Li Ruoyu's already burning desire, and he disregarded Lan Xueying's status, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

The train sped through the rainy night, and Li Ruoyu's desires surged like wild horses. His cousin Xueying, who resembled Lan Ruoyun so much, stirred up secrets he had never thought of before. His trembling hands grew increasingly greedy, grasping a breast through her clothes—full, firm, and round. The beauty's skin was burning hot. He reached inside her clothes and unhooked her bra. Lan Xueying's body was unexpectedly smooth, like warm jade. Li Ruoyu straddled the beauty, pulling down her trousers. Her flat stomach, deep navel, and long, straight, white legs were dazzling. White lace panties covered her vulva. He pulled the lace panties off her plump buttocks, revealing a pink slit—another white tiger!

Li Ruoyu quickly pulled out his dragon, lay on top of Lan Xueying, parted her legs, pushed her clothes up to her breasts, and rubbed the dragon's head against her pink petals a few times, causing a few drops of nectar to seep out. With a thrust of his waist, his dragon entered her.

Still dreaming, Lan Xueying frowned. Her tight little hole gripped the giant dragon, preventing it from advancing. Li Ruoyu took a deep breath, and the dragon pushed open a narrow honey passage, continuing forward. After only a few inches, it encountered another obstacle. Li Ruoyu was already in a blissful trance, never expecting Lan Xueying's beautiful hole to be so wondrous. It pulled the dragon out slightly and charged again. After passing the second obstacle, it reached the third path. The man was almost squeezed to ejaculation, but fortunately, the dragon was no ordinary thing. It struggled to break through the final barrier and finally inserted itself into the tender flower core.

Lan Xueying seemed unable to bear the size of the massive object. She bit her lip tightly and gently twisted her slender waist. Li Ruoyu took a few breaths to calm his wildly beating heart, and took a pink cherry from a beautiful, firm breast into his mouth. The dragon slowly thrust in and out of the wondrous hole of the three gates. The beauty's brows gradually relaxed, her soft breaths became gentle, and the secret passage flowed with juices, gripping the huge divine object. Her plump buttocks twisted open.

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In a secluded hotel in the provincial capital, Secretary Liu stubbed out his cigarette, head bowed, silent. The disciplinary inspection team from Beijing had brought him here after announcing the decision to place him under investigation. He had refused to answer any questions all night. From the questioning, he knew the team had enough material to condemn him to a life in prison. Years of experience told him that this time, he was almost certain he was finished.

Write a confession? Make a denunciation? Secretary Liu couldn't help but sneer. It was clear they only wanted to target him; implicating anyone else would be futile. Should he beg for mercy? No!

"Comrade, I need to use the restroom."

A staff member accompanied Liu out of the room. At the restroom door at the end of the corridor, Secretary Liu suddenly rushed to the window like a madman, crashing headfirst out. A few seconds later, a muffled thud came from downstairs. In Beijing, Liu Shangzhi, who was just about to rest, received a phone call. His expression turned grave. He dressed and paced around the room, deep in thought for a while, before a man answered.

" Find a way to find his son. Tell him that the materials the Discipline Inspection Commission has were sent by this man. Don't let anyone know your identity." He then took out a piece of paper and wrote three words: Li Ruoyu. ~~ ... So the dragon thrust even harder, all the way in. Lan Xueying gasped repeatedly, her vagina clenching tighter and tighter, her plump buttocks arching rapidly for a moment before she cried out and released her climax. Li Ruoyu's lust hadn't subsided, and the dragon continued to fuck the beauty without stopping. Suddenly, the train stopped, and an announcement came over the loudspeaker: "Dear passengers, due to the freezing rain affecting the main power grid, the train is temporarily unable to run and is now stopped here pending repairs. We apologize for any inconvenience." Hearing the announcement, Lan Xueying slowly opened her eyes, only to find Li Ruoyu pounding into her between her legs. "You...you! What are you doing? Let me go!" Lan Xueying sobered up considerably and was terrified. She struggled desperately, pushing the man away, but her vagina, still sensitive from her recent climax, was incredibly sensitive, especially with the dragon firmly inside. The more she twisted her waist, the more her vagina tingled, until it seemed to respond to the man's thrusts, her cries sounding exactly like moans of pleasure. "Ouch...let me go...ouch...don't move anymore...ouch...ouch!" Lan Xueying had never experienced a man as valiant as Li Ruoyu. Within minutes, she was being thrust into again, reaching ecstasy. Her long, white legs rose and fell, her vaginal fluids making it incredibly slippery, much to Li Ruoyu's delight. He thrust three times shallow, then one deep; seven times shallow, then three deep; deep and shallow, shallow and deep; left and right thrusts, grinding and pumping, relentlessly fucking Lan Xueying until she was completely out of control, climaxing again and again. There's a common saying: if looks could kill, Li Ruoyu probably would have died many times over. Lan Xueying, tightly wrapped in the blanket, sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Li Ruoyu, her eyes burning with a fury that could warm the cold winter. Li Ruoyu couldn't understand why women could change their minds so quickly, one moment moaning and groaning beneath him, the next wanting to strangle him. The train had been stopped for several hours, and the passengers were getting restless, their noise incessant. Due to a power grid malfunction caused by freezing rain, the air conditioning system was also intermittent, and the carriage gradually grew cold. Lan Xueying, her drunkenness completely gone, felt incredibly ashamed and indignant. Not only had she caused trouble in Hong Kong, but she had also lost her virginity on the train. Even more humiliating was the stain of her own semen on the bed. Although the young woman hated Li Ruoyu intensely, her legs still felt numb. While Lan Xueying was not without sexual experience, this was the first time she had ever felt so intensely aroused. The atmosphere was awkward and delicate. Finally, Li Ruoyu coughed and stood up. "You… what are you going to do?" Lan Xueying nervously clutched the blanket, staring at the man. "I'm going to the restroom," Li Ruoyu said with a bitter smile. Watching the man leave the compartment, Lan Xueying could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down her face. The new year brought no new beginnings; the entire city of Shanghai was shrouded in a cold, misty rain. Although it was morning, the sun was a rare sight. In the chairman's office of Hengxin Building, Lan Xiangchuan paced back and forth, while Lan Ruoyun sat quietly. After a long while, Lan Xiangchuan said in a deep voice, "This is the right thing to do, and it's a way of giving Beijing an explanation. With time, things will pass. However, we need a suitable person to take charge of Hengxin, and it must be one of our own. Little sister, Xueying just got into trouble; I don't think anyone else but you can do it." Lan Ruoyun said calmly, "I do have someone in mind." "Who is it?" "Ruoyu." "Oh?" Lan Xiangchuan was somewhat puzzled and took a few more steps. "It's possible, but he lacks experience, and I'm afraid the board members won't accept it. Also..." Lan Ruoyun opened her snow-white palm and then clenched it tightly. "Sun Wukong can't escape the Buddha's grasp, so don't worry. Besides, this matter kills two birds with one stone; both of us can extricate ourselves. As for the board of directors, we'll ignore them." Lan Xiangchuan nodded. "Alright, let's do it your way. We'll announce it when Xueying and the others return. But you said this matter is most likely related to the Liu family. Are we really going to compromise so easily?" "We can settle this score slowly. We need to carefully consider Wang Lin's words. Let's wait and see. I'm pretty sure I can guess Liu Shangzhi's thoughts nine times out of ten. I'm not worried about him. Don't forget, the Liu family has an even more formidable figure." On the Shanghai-Hangzhou Expressway towards Shanghai, traffic was congested. A traffic policeman was directing traffic with hand gestures, a tow truck was towing away a wrecked black Honda, and an ambulance sped away with its siren blaring. Two traffic policemen were talking to each other around a silver Jaquar sports car. Inside, a handsome young man in his early twenties was in the driver's seat, next to a stylish young woman. The young man seemed extremely tired and ignored the policemen's words. Annoyed, he rolled down the window and shouted, "Get your boss here, the higher the rank, the better. Ideally, a bureau chief. I don't want to be near you!" The policemen exchanged glances, suppressing their anger, and called for the tow truck, which towed the car and its occupants off the highway.

In a prime villa district in the western suburbs of Shanghai, a three-story European-style mansion sits amidst rising steam in its bathroom. A long, slender, smooth, snow-white, and shapely leg gently steps out of the bathtub and onto the shower. Water droplets dampen her short, ear-length hair, flowing down her swan-like neck, her delicate collarbone, and past her shapely 34C breasts, a few drops lingering on her pale pink nipples. The water droplets continue their journey along her alluring body: a 23-inch waist, a sharply upturned, full bottom, straight, smooth legs, and a few strands of dark pubic hair guarding the tender pink petals of her vulva beneath her flat stomach. The water droplets seem drawn to this perfect body, greedily clinging to it, unwilling to leave.

The beautiful woman, having finished her bath, wraps herself in a bathrobe and emerges from the bathroom. Her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her eyes like phoenixes, her lips like cherries, and her nose like jade; she exudes an air of quiet authority. The maid handed her a glass of milk and a few English newspapers. The beautiful woman sat down on the velvet sofa, flipped through them, and after a while, the butler hurried over, bowing his head and saying, "Madam, there... there's something..."

The beautiful woman's phoenix eyes didn't turn, and she said crisply, "What is it that you're so hesitant about?"

"Young Master... Young Master has had some trouble..."

The beautiful woman frowned, put down the newspaper in her hand, "That good-for-nothing, what trouble has he gotten himself into now?" "

I just received a call that Xiao Feng had an accident on the Shanghai-Hangzhou Expressway and was just taken to the traffic police highway branch."

"He's not seriously injured, is he? Isn't that all that's needed after treatment?"

"No, but... but it's said that Xiao Feng wasn't driving while sober."

The beautiful woman raised her head, her gaze turning cold, "Was he drinking or on drugs?"

"It's said... it's said to be the latter."

"Hmph! Go, bring him back."

"Yes."

The butler was about to leave.

"Wait, have the secretary come here. I'm not going to work today. Tell the child's father about this, so he won't have anything better to do all day. Tell the publicity department not to let the media write nonsense. Whichever newspaper publishes this, its editor-in-chief should send him home to take care of the child. Try to find someone from the Ye family and tell that Southern Weekly to stop making trouble for no reason. Only their family members have any influence. Go and do it."

Two hours later, the butler returned to the villa with the boy and girl who caused the accident. The beautiful woman had already changed into casual clothes, and the secretary was standing beside her reporting. When she saw the butler bring people back, the beautiful woman only glanced at him and gestured for the secretary to continue.

"There's a video conference with the Economic and Trade Commission the day after tomorrow, please attend. The African company's report says the Tanzania project is progressing smoothly. There's also the regular board meeting this weekend, please attend. We've sent you an invitation to this year's Entrepreneurs' Annual Meeting, the Wall Street Journal wants to do an interview, the MIT Alumni Association invites you to this year's charity gala, and Ms. Fang Lan would like to invite you to a casual dinner."

The beautiful woman was somewhat surprised. "Fang Lan? What does she want to do with dinner?"

"She says it's to raise funds for a women's health project at UN Women, a show in collaboration with Louis Vuitton."

"A show? I'm not a model, that's ridiculous."

"But you're an executive member of the UN World Conference on Women,"

the secretary reminded her.

"Yes, that's true. She really knows how to find people. Tell her I'm free tomorrow at noon."

After giving the instructions, the beautiful woman turned her gaze to the boy, glared at him, then looked at the pretty girl with a hint of disgust. She pointed and asked, "Who is she?"

Before the butler could answer, the girl blurted out, "I'm Xiaofeng's girlfriend, Auntie."

The beautiful woman's phoenix eyes narrowed. "Did I ask you a question? You have no manners and you're corrupting my son."

She waved her hand at the butler. "Send her away. From now on, she's not allowed to appear near my son, or she'll be severely punished." She

then turned to the boy. "You'll be locked up for a week. You're not allowed to go out. Go back to your room."

Although the boy was unwilling, he was terrified of his mother and left reluctantly.

The beautiful woman watched the boy enter the room, shook her head,

and called over her secretary, "You forgot to give me the speech for the annual meeting. Don't let it happen again. I'll prepare it myself. Get the car ready and take me to the tennis court. I want to play some tennis." ~~

... Fang Meiyuan and Dalong had been waiting for a long time. They picked up Lan and Li and got into the car. Fang Meiyuan asked, "How was it? Did you get cold on the train?" "I'm fine. How was the box office on the first day? The weather was so bad, did it have any impact?" Li Ruoyu was very concerned about this. "I was just about to tell you, it broke nine million. President Huang said it was quite ideal." "Based on this, will it eventually reach two hundred million?" Fang Meiyuan shook her head. "President Huang said that after you come back and finish dealing with important matters, you should go to the company to see her immediately." " Okay, let's go to Hengxin Building first, so as not to keep my godmother waiting." They drove in silence until they arrived at Hengxin headquarters. After asking the secretary, they learned that the board of directors was in a meeting. When they arrived at the door of the high-level conference room, Lan Xueying stopped, took out a makeup box from her purse, hurriedly touched up her makeup, took a deep breath, and her fingertips trembled slightly. Li Ruoyu looked at the young woman and suddenly made a face. Lan Xueying's face remained straight, but she returned to her cold demeanor. The two entered the conference room. In the conference room, the board members and supervisors were all present. Lan Xiangchuan sat in the main seat as usual, with Lan Ruoyun beside him. Everyone remained silent when Lan Xueying and Li Ruoyu entered. Lan Xiangchuan gestured for the two to find seats, cleared his throat, and said, "That's roughly the situation. I think we should take the initiative to make a gesture and give Beijing a way out. Xueying's positions within the group are revoked, and she will handle the Hong Kong lawsuit. I will resign as Chairman of the Board of Directors of Hengxin. The company will issue a press release tomorrow." Everyone present was surprised and whispered among themselves. Lan Ruoyun coughed. "You all want to know who will take the helm of Hengxin after my elder brother's departure, right?" someone said. "Miss, if this is absolutely necessary, there must be a reason. But at this time, only your intervention can prevent Hengxin from suffering further damage. If you don't take this position, who will?" Lan Ruoyun nodded. "Indeed, only someone from the Lan family is fit for this position. I will take over as Chairman of the Board of Directors of Hengxin. However, as you know, I am naturally lazy and live in Beijing..." "I'm afraid I don't have the energy to manage the group's affairs. How about this: Ruoyu has always been my personal representative and an independent director of Hengxin. He will act as chairman of the board on my behalf." The meeting room fell silent. Li Ruoyu quickly stood up. "Godmother, this won't do, I..." Lan Ruoyun interrupted the man, continuing, "Ruoyu is my adopted son. You probably don't believe it, so let me say something else. From today onwards, Li Ruoyu officially joins the Lan family. In a few days, during the ancestral worship ceremony, the family tree will be revised, and he will be officially incorporated into the Lan family." "Let's call this sect Lan Ruoyu. So he's no longer my adopted son, but my son. Ruoyu, are you willing?" Li Ruoyu took two quick steps and reached Lan Ruoyun's side, about to kneel down. Lan Ruoyun stopped him, saying, "This isn't the place for formalities. Be careful in everything you do from now on, lest you tarnish the family's reputation." She then looked at Lan Xueying, "Xueying, you'll come with me later. I have something to ask you. Ruoyu, you must be tired from your journey. Go back and rest. I'm using the accommodations in Sheshan. I'll return to the capital tomorrow. Do you have any requests?"

Li Ruoyu said solemnly, "Mother, I have no experience in financial management. How can I manage such a large company? I must consult you and Uncle on everything, but I can't let you do everything yourself. I'd like to ask Cousin Xueying to be a special advisor. She's a professional and can guide me on things I don't understand. What do you think?"

Lan Ruoyun glanced at Lan Xueying. "You know how to find opportunities to plead for Xueying. Let's talk about this later. That's all for today's meeting."

Lan Xiangchuan suddenly spoke up, "Wait, Ruoyu, as your uncle, I haven't prepared any gifts. You'll probably be flying around a lot in the future, which will be troublesome in special circumstances. I'll give you my private business jet as a means of transportation."

"Uncle, how could I dare accept this gift?"

Lan Xiangchuan waved his hand. "Just accept it as I tell you to. Don't refuse. I'm getting old, I should go see Marseille, play some ball, and enjoy my retirement."

Board members came over one after another to shake hands and congratulate Li Ruoyu. Within minutes, a series of dinner parties were arranged. Li Ruoyu suddenly felt proud. In such a short time, she had reached such a position. This was the pinnacle of her life. Lan Xueying, in the corner, looked at Li Ruoyu with a complicated expression.

Leaving Hengxin headquarters, Li Ruoyu looked at the street scene outside the car window. The annoying weather didn't seem so depressing anymore. Originally, she was going back to Huayu Entertainment, but halfway there, she changed her mind and instructed Dalong, "Go to Moonlight Media."

~~~~~~~~~ Moonlight Media, Fang Lan's office.

Fang Lan sat upright in a chair, his expression a half-smile, looking with interest at a beautiful woman with delicate features who was crying her eyes out.

"Miss Fang, I really, really have no other choice. Nobody is willing to help me. I've begged everyone I know for this case, and I've almost spent all my savings. I beg you, please help me this time, for the sake of the wedding you officiated for us. I'll never forget your kindness, sob sob..."

"Qianqian, everyone in the country knows about your husband's case. The verdict has already been handed down. How can I help you?"

"Ms. Fang, I heard that you can get a reduced sentence and medical parole in prison by paying money, as long as the higher-ups don't pursue

it. You know so many people, you must have a way. I can pay, I can sell the house, I'll do anything, as long as the child can see his father." Fang Lan smiled and shook her head. "You're thinking too simply. This case has been widely reported in the news. What kind of person would be willing to take the risk to do something like this for you? Besides, why would someone who can do this care about your little bit of money? You should give up this idea and live your life well. If you have any difficulties in life, I'd be happy to help you."

The intercom on the table rang a few times. Fang Lan pressed the speakerphone, and the sweet voice of the female secretary came through, "Chairman Fang, Mr. Li Ruoyu is here and wants to see you. Is it convenient for you?"

"Okay, tell him to come to my private office."

Hanging up the phone, Fang Lan looked at the woman. "Look, I have a guest, I can't talk to you anymore."

The woman reluctantly said goodbye to Fang Lan and was about to leave when Fang Lan suddenly called her back. "Wait, when you get back, search for this website online. It might help you with your business. We'll see." She wrote the

website address on a card and handed it to the woman. The woman left the office with a puzzled look on her face.

Li Ruoyu pushed open the door, just as Fang Lan put down her makeup mirror. The man closed the door, walked straight to Fang Lan's seat, ignored the beautiful woman's protests, and sat down in the chair with her on his lap.

"Does Sister Lan need to touch up her makeup to see me?"

Li Ruoyu laughed and picked up the mirror to look at herself.

"You're so frivolous, aren't you going to let me down? This is my company!"

Fang Lan hugged the man's neck, showing no intention of getting down.

Li Ruoyu kissed the beautiful woman's fair neck and smiled ambiguously, "That's true, this place isn't as good as your workshop. Why don't we go there?"

Fang Lan immediately recalled the passionate encounter with Li Ruoyu in the workshop that day, and couldn't help but let her mind wander. She poked the man's chest with her jade-like hand and said with a smile, "Didn't you go to Hong Kong? Why are you back so early?"

"I've been thinking about Sister Lan day and night, how could I not come back soon?"

"Pah, no one would believe you. Look how happy you are, what's the good news?"

The man reached his hand inside the beautiful woman's skirt and touched her plump thigh. "My godmother asked me to temporarily manage Hengxin."

"Really?"

Fang Lan was both surprised and delighted, and gave him a long, sweet kiss. Li Ruoyu had taken enough of the beautiful woman before letting go. "Sister Lan, I have a few requests for you."

"Go ahead, what is it?"

"Help me set up a photography studio, with the best equipment. I don't know anything about these things, so I can only ask you."

Fang Lan thought for a moment, then suddenly realized and chuckled. "You little ingrate, is this for that Hong Kong beauty? What else?"

"There's also a purchasing service. I'm not sure what it is, but it's about buying one set of every style of women's clothing from major fashion brands each season, and having it ready."

"And who is this for?"

Li Ruoyu smiled but didn't answer. The photography studio was naturally for Zhu Ziling, but if Su He found out later, she would definitely be extremely jealous. After thinking it over, she could only cater to her preferences.

"There's one last thing, but it's related to Sister Lan."

"Oh?"

Li Ruoyu leaned close to the beautiful woman's ear, licking her delicate earlobe. "From now on, Sister Lan will have to spend two days a week with me."

"I'd rather die than spend time with you. I won't agree to that."

Fang Lan blushed, teased.

The man said fiercely, "It has to be done! Even if you hide at home, I'll still go there and do it to you!"

Fang Lan knew the man was just joking, but she was secretly delighted. This nemesis's words showed he valued her highly, so she said softly, "Whatever you want. I'll do these things for you. Now that you hold such an important position, how could I not help you with miscellaneous tasks? Speaking of which, there's something related to what you mentioned. I've discussed a charity event with Louis Vuitton to raise funds for UN Women's Fund. Look, this is the list of guests I want to invite." Fang

Lan took a piece of paper and handed it to Li Ruoyu. The man looked at it and exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Lan, are you really going to invite these people? That's not easy. I'm afraid you're not just doing charity work, are you?"

"You're really smart. These people are all socialites, successful women, and beauties among beauties from the social, business, and entertainment circles. Louis Vuitton is willing to donate ten million US dollars for the prevention and treatment of women's diseases in China, so of course, the guests I invite need to wear LV clothing and do a T-shirt..." Taiwanese models. There's another connection: Louis Vuitton has always wanted to expand its market in China, and Liu Yunting and I are planning to negotiate several exclusive agency rights with them. We can't miss this opportunity.”

“Sister Lan is truly a shrewd businesswoman.”

Li Ruoyu looked at the names on the list, “Huang Rong, Zhu Ziling, Su He, Liu Xiulin, Xie Wanqiong, Xu Ruyun, Luo Jingxia, Sun Cuishan, Lin Wanxian, Wu Zhilian, Shao Xuezhi, etc…”

Although many were unfamiliar faces, they must all be stunning beauties; just their names were enough to make a man's manhood throb with excitement. Fang Lan noticed the change in the dragon and pinched the man hard. "You lecherous devil, you can get excited even with this. I planned to invite over twenty people, and they're all very busy. If it weren't for the UN Women's Foundation's name, and the fact that I'm a member of the CPPCC and the All-China Women's Federation, and have done most of their interviews, it would be really difficult. I'll have to trouble you to talk to a few of them."

Li Ruoyu smiled. "Like Sister Ling and Su He, that's no problem."

Fang Lan smiled. "Of course, you've already seen both of them from head to toe. Actually, I wanted to invite one more person, but..."

"Who is it?"

"Your godmother is Lan Ruoyun."

Li Ruoyu was startled, almost dropping Fang Lan to the ground. Shaking her head, she said, "No, no, no, I absolutely dare not say this."

"Look how scared you are! Who said you had to go and invite her? You can't do this. I have to go myself. But the key is one person."

As she spoke, her eyes glanced at a name on the list.

Li Ruoyu was puzzled, but seeing that Fang Lan didn't say anything, she didn't press the matter.

"Sister Lan, there are a few people on this list that I don't recognize. Can you tell me about them

?" "Aren't you going back to Huayu to take a look?"

Li Ruoyu then remembered that Huang Rong was still waiting. "After reading this, I should go back."

"I don't have anything to do, so I'll go with you. I'll tell you about them on the way."

Fang Lan followed Li Ruoyu to Huayu Entertainment. In the car, she told the man about the backgrounds of these socialites. Soon, they arrived at Huayu, where Huang Rong was deep in thought in her office, staring at the wall hanging.

"Hey girl, what are you daydreaming about?"

Huang Rong greeted Fang and Li with a smile. "I'm thinking about some company structure issues."

Li Ruoyu stepped forward to look and asked, "Is this an administrative structure?" "

Yes, I'm planning to divide the company's four VPs, or vice presidents, into two categories. Three of them will have fixed funds, but they can't filter cases. Their annual equity must be used up, and project targets must be met. The remaining one will be in charge of all project reviews but won't own any funds. The three fund management VPs will get cases from the project VPs, supervising and restraining each other. This will greatly improve the current situation of wasted funds in domestic entertainment companies. Of course, what I hope for most is that there are professional insurance institutions that can handle intermediary contracts between companies and artists, screenwriters, etc. Unfortunately, domestic insurance institutions don't offer this kind of business, which is a real shame. By the way, senior, why are you with Ruoyu? Didn't he go to Hengxin right after getting off the train?"

"I hitched a ride with him and specifically asked you to come and discuss something."

"Looking for me? What's up?"

Fang Lan briefly explained the Louis Vuitton charity show, smiling as she said, "Girl, you can't refuse."

Huang Rong frowned. "Okay, senior, tell me who you invited?"

Fang Lan handed Huang Rong the list from her purse. Huang Rong glanced at it, then suddenly smiled. "Senior is so clever. If you can get three or five people on this list, you don't have to worry about the others not coming."

Li Ruoyu was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Look, by contacting me, you can tell Xu Ruyun that Huang Rong will be attending. Xu and I have a bet, so she won't back down. How could she disagree? Women's social circles are always full of intrigue, especially since some of the people on the list come from prominent families, some are successful in their careers, and they're all confident in their looks. If they don't come, people will gossip, saying that so-and-so is afraid of being in the spotlight." "If you lose on stage, you'll be intimidated. For example, if you invite Miss Zhu Ziling, the socialites of Hong Kong will chime in. Women won't miss this opportunity to compete and show off their beauty under the guise of charity. If I'm not mistaken, your list will grow longer, and some people might even be begging to participate. This is a perfect opportunity to prove their status."

Li Ruoyu suddenly realized. Fang Lan smiled and said, "You seem to be able to dissect anything so skillfully. Now guess what Ruoyu has some good news to share today?"

Huang Rong looked at Li Ruoyu and said, "I haven't had a chance to ask yet. Since you say so, does it mean Ruoyu got a promotion at Hengxin?"

Li Ruoyu shook her head. "President Huang was a fortune teller in her past life. We mortals can't compare. It's true that my godmother asked me to be the acting manager of Hengxin."

Unexpectedly, Huang Rong's face showed no joy, but worry. "Ruoyu, I was worried about this. Of course, there's one advantage to it. You know I..." "I've thought about Xu Ruyun's bet carefully. Hua Yu's funding comes from your private investment, Hengji Venture Capital, and your godmother's investment, mostly from offshore companies in Panama. Since you're acting as Hengxin's agent, we can save ourselves trouble by finding one of the countless Hollywood tax-avoidance film companies in Panama—either through equity participation or cooperation—to acquire the overseas screening rights for our film for $20 million. This is a win-win situation: first, it ensures we don't lose the bet, and second, it prepares us for future development."

Li Ruoyu nodded. "Okay, President Huang, I'll arrange for someone to handle it immediately. Please continue."

Huang Rong sighed. "Ruoyu, haven't you realized you're sitting on the edge of a volcano? And a living, erupting one at that?"

Li Ruoyu shuddered at the words, her mind clearing instantly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

In an apartment in Minhang District, a woman opened the door. The once-refined decor was now covered in dust, and the place was in disarray. Several championship trophies and various photos sat in the living room closet. Her child had long since been sent to his grandparents. The apartment was now eerily quiet. Looking at her husband's photo, the woman's eyes reddened, and she almost cried again. How glorious their wedding day had been! She never imagined that more than ten years later, things would turn out like this. Remembering the note Fang Lan had given her, the woman turned on her computer, entered a website address, and a promotional poster appeared on the screen: "Flower Rain Beauty Contest, inviting you to showcase the style of modern women."

What did this mean? The woman sat there, stunned.

Nanjing, the ancient capital of six dynasties. The oppressive weather hung over the place. In an ordinary three-bedroom apartment, the air conditioner was set quite high, and melodious singing drifted out: "They said he was a frivolous and uncultured man, but it turns out his bones are extraordinary, not of the ordinary. His eyebrows and eyes hide elegance, his voice and smile reveal gentleness."

The soft, delicate Wu dialect was intoxicating. A beautiful woman in casual home clothes moved gracefully, her sleeves fluttering, her eyes expressive, striking a pose like Xi Shi clutching her heart, unable to conceal her graceful figure and boundless beauty. When she sang her heart out, she perfectly portrayed the pitiful and moving image of Lin Daiyu, the sickly Xi Shi.

"Mom, Mom..."

With the sound of the door opening, a girl entered, about twenty years old, with beautiful features, snow-white skin, and a purity like an angel. The girl took off her hat and thick clothes, ran a few steps, and hugged the beautiful woman's slender waist.

The beautiful woman felt a pang of heartache seeing her daughter's face red from the cold. She complained, "You finally have a holiday, but you wouldn't stay home. You insisted on going to the TV station to be an intern reporter. Look how cold you are!"

"Hehe, Mom, this is my holiday homework. Besides, it's quite fun. I even appeared on camera today!"

"You little rascal!"

The woman pinched her daughter. Her daughter had not only inherited her natural beauty but was also outstanding, intelligent, quick-witted, gentle, and academically excellent. At a young age, she had become an internet celebrity and was even called the school beauty after entering Tsinghua University, bringing great pride to her parents.

"Mom, were you singing Yue Opera just now?"

"What can I do? I just sang a few lines when I was bored."

The girl's big, dark eyes darted around as she pulled her mother's hand. "Mom, come here, come here!"

"What are you doing?"

"Just come here!"

She dragged the woman into the bedroom, opened her laptop, and typed in a website address.

"Mom, look!"

The beautiful woman's eyes widened as she looked. "A witch of beauty? What's that?"

The girl giggled. "I'm talking about you, Mom! You're so beautiful, of course you're a witch of beauty! I saw you were bored at home, so I signed you up for a competition."

"You silly girl, you're being silly again! I'm no witch of beauty! I'm just an old woman, I can't go!"

The beautiful woman blushed slightly, a little embarrassed. The girl shook her mother's arm. "Come on, come on, everyone else has signed up!"

The beautiful woman was pestered by her daughter for a while, but finally gave in and asked suspiciously, "Really? You can go?"

The girl nodded emphatically with a serious expression, "I'll go, and I'll come back with first place so Daddy can see!"

The beautiful woman spat, hugged her daughter, and they laughed together.

Chapter 42 Sudden Disaster

Li Ruoyu liked to make love in the early morning because it made her mind clearer, although it went against common sense.

Of course, if her bed partner were Su He, that would be a different story. After a night of passion with that rare beauty, even Li Ruoyu would definitely sleep in. However, the beautiful woman under her at this moment was not Su He, so Li Ruoyu was naturally full of energy and enthusiasm.

Yu Qing was still half asleep when the man inserted his huge dragon into her vagina. She had climaxed seven or eight times last night, and her vagina was still slippery. After only a few thrusts, her juices flowed out. The beautiful woman's plump buttocks swayed gradually, welcoming the thrusting. The man put the beautiful woman's fair and tender legs on his shoulders, and his huge dragon swung, each thrust heavier than the last.

This beautiful woman, supposedly, was not only exceptionally well-maintained but also incredibly alluring and seductive in bed, possessing superb skills—truly a top figure in the world of pleasure. Unfortunately, she encountered Li Ruoyu, and her prowess dwindled to a mere fraction. All her charms were useless; she was utterly defeated by that divine weapon, completely routed. The once-renowned courtesan was reduced to a limp shrimp, only able to defend herself, utterly powerless to retaliate. It's lamentable how the Creator bestows different gifts upon women. Although Yu Qing possessed considerable charm, compared to Su He, who could rival Li Ruoyu, she was ultimately inferior.

Last night, Li Ruoyu, Huang Rong, and Fang Lan were having dinner at the Emerald Pavilion. Since Lan Ruoyun hadn't returned to the capital and was staying at the villa in Sheshan, Li Ruoyu had intended to spend the night with Fang Lan. Whether by chance or not, they encountered Yu Qing, and Fang Lan quickly called Huang Rong away. The remaining two, of course, had to settle for the bedroom.

The man, sometimes gentle, sometimes rough, thoroughly enjoyed the beautiful woman until Yu Qing's plump buttocks could no longer move, only then was he satisfied. After showering, he bid farewell to Yu Qing and left feeling refreshed.

After Li Ruoyu left, Yu Qing lay alone on the bed, the intense pleasure from her orgasm still lingering. Thinking of Tan Hui's instructions, she couldn't help but ponder, "There are always people better than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding." She knew that matters of the heart were like climbing a mountain; reaching the limit and then advancing further was incredibly difficult. If Tan Hui's penis was K2, then Li Ruoyu's dragon was Mount Everest. Though only two hundred meters higher, it felt like crossing a river. It seemed inevitable that they would clash in the future; the outcome in the business world was unpredictable. She and Tan Hui had been secretly having an affair for years; if it weren't for Xu Ruyun… Thinking of Xu Ruyun, whose beauty and intelligence far surpassed her own, Yu Qing's face turned cold. …

At Huayu Entertainment, security guards were removing obstacles from parking spaces, preparing for another busy period. Across the street, a black Passat was parked. The young man inside nervously stared at the main entrance of Huayu Entertainment, as if waiting for someone to appear. Anger, hatred, and fear were clearly etched on his face. ...

Li Ruoyu arrived very early, so early that the cleaning staff were still cleaning. The administration department had originally prepared a new office for him on the top floor, but Li Ruoyu firmly declined, so they arranged a slightly smaller one on the lower floor, keeping the furnishings as simple as possible. Li Ruoyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the bustling financial CBD spread out before him. Was the supervision of Hengxin a starting point in his life, or was it as Huang Rong had said? The secretary gently placed the schedule on the desk and poured the man a cup of coffee, its rich aroma filling the air. The man took a deep breath; the intense desire he felt on Yu Qing's bed the night before seemed not to have subsided, and even showed signs of intensifying. Perhaps, power truly was the best aphrodisiac.

"Knock knock!"

"Come in."

Lan Xueying, dressed in a blue executive suit, walked in with a stern face.

"Cousin, why so early?"

Li Ruoyu said with a smile.

Lan Xueying remained expressionless. "Mr. Li, I am now your subordinate, not your cousin. Please be mindful of this at work."

The secretary tidied Li Ruoyu's desk and left. The man's gaze swept over Lan Xueying's graceful figure, and the young woman suddenly felt completely exposed, as if she were standing naked in front of Li Ruoyu. She involuntarily crossed her arms over her chest, a blush rising to her fair face. She said angrily, "What are you looking at?"

Li Ruoyu shook his head, the image of Lan Xueying's exquisitely beautiful body yielding to his advances flashing through his mind again.

"I want to ask you for a favor."

"What is it?"

Lan Xueying asked warily.

"I want you to be my...teacher."

Lan Xueying was completely bewildered. Seeing Li Ruoyu's sincere attitude, which didn't seem like a joke, she asked suspiciously, "What kind of teacher? What do you want to learn?"

"Cousin, you see, godmother... oh, no, mother trusts me, so I had no choice but to take this position. But I know nothing about finance. Although I have elders to guide me, what if I say or do something wrong? Wouldn't that embarrass the family? Cousin, you're a top student from a prestigious American university. Could you teach me some finance?"

Lan Xueying nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "Is that so? That's certainly appropriate. I can teach you these things, but I wonder how many books you've read. Where should we begin?"

Li Ruoyu looked embarrassed and coughed. "I... I haven't read many books."

Lan Xueying suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled. Li Ruoyu knew she was mocking him in her heart and thought to himself, "Wait until I fuck you until you scream in agony, then let's see if you can still laugh!"

"Shall we start now? Don't you have any plans this morning?"

"Nothing urgent, I had my secretary cancel everything I could."

"Alright then."

Li Ruoyu had a writing board and a square table prepared, and she started acting like a proper student.

Lan Xueying wrote two large characters on the writing board: Finance.

"What is finance? This word was first included in the dictionary of dictionaries in 1915. Simply put, it is the circulation of value. Modern finance encompasses the issuance and withdrawal of currency, the absorption and disbursement of deposits, the issuance and recovery of loans, the buying and selling of gold, silver, and foreign exchange, the issuance and transfer of securities, insurance, trusts, and domestic and international currency settlement. Hengxin's main business is..."

Li Ruoyu listened, lost in thought. ...

At noon, at the Jean-G Western Restaurant.

Fang Lan glanced at his watch; the seat opposite him was still empty. He frowned and waited a while longer. After more than ten minutes, finally, a stunningly beautiful woman with an extraordinary air of nobility walked over.

"Miss Fang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Fang Lan quickly stood up. "Chairman Liu, I just arrived too. I'm so sorry to have troubled you to come all this way."

The beautiful woman took off her light brown Chanel jacket, revealing a white fitted turtleneck sweater underneath. A string of emerald jade pendants adorned her full, round breasts. She wore black open-toed cropped trousers, white high-heeled mid-calf boots, and a two-centimeter-wide Tiffany diamond bracelet on her wrist. Her entire outfit was exquisitely beautiful.

"Please sit down, no need to be so polite."

Liu Xiulin waved her hand and sat down. Fang Lan called over a waiter and brought over the menu.

"Chairwoman Liu, what would you like to eat?"

"A cabbage salad, a multi-flavored fish soup, and a pan-fried scallop. That's about all they have, and it's not too bad."

"Then I'll have the same as Chairman Liu. Waiter, double."

Liu Xiulin tucked her short hair behind her ear and said calmly, "Ms. Fang, I received your invitation. I can go, but I need a reason."

Fang Lan looked at Liu Xiulin with a smile. "Chairwoman Liu, you are a leading figure in the domestic business world, a princess-like figure. It would be an honor for you to participate in this event. If we're talking about a reason, the ladies participating in this show will be paired up, so..."

Liu Xiulin suddenly interjected, "Could it be that you invited Lan Ruoyun?"

"Exactly, Miss Lan has already accepted."

"That's true. If we invite her, she can only invite me, and if we invite me, she can only invite me. If it were anyone else, neither she nor I would agree. Miss Fang, you've got a very clever plan!"

Fang Lan laughed. "Not at all. You two are like Ehuang and Nüying, standard-bearers of women. Wouldn't it be a pity if you didn't come together?"

Liu Xiulin chuckled. "That's not a good analogy. Just like Ehuang and Nüying both married Emperor Shun, does that mean Lan Ruoyun and I will also have to share a husband?" "

Oh, look at my mouth, I can't keep it to myself. What am I saying? Chairman Liu, please don't blame me."

"It's alright, it's settled then. Speaking of which, I haven't seen my former sister-in-law for a long time. I heard she adopted a son and handed Hengxin over to him. Is she planning to retire?"

Fang Lan shook her head. "I don't know about that. Chairman Liu, the Louis Vuitton designer will be coming to see you in the next couple of days to take your measurements."

"Well, speaking of which, LV's women's ready-to-wear is only so-so, not as popular as their leather goods. Are they planning a major push to expand into the domestic market?"

"Maybe, who would be willing to give up such a big piece of the pie?"

The two chatted and laughed as they ate. ...

Yu Qing sat on Tan Hui's lap, picked up a pastry and brought it to the man's lips, giggling, "That's all I know. I just made up some things to fool that bastard Wu Qiang. I'll tell you more when I have more news."

Tan Hui slipped his hand inside the woman's clothes and took a bite of the pastry. "It's hard on you, considering we haven't known each other for long. You don't need to hide anything from Wu Qiang, just tell him exactly what happened."

"I'll listen to you."

The man grasped the woman's full breasts and suddenly asked with a smile, "Did Li Ruoyu satisfy you last night?"

Yu Qing's eyes darted around, and she reached towards Tan Hui's crotch, saying in a sweet voice, "What, are you jealous?"

"Jealous? I'm afraid I can't satisfy you, you slut!"

Yu Qing noticed the man's penis slowly swelling, her seductive charm overflowing. "How can he compare to you? He's far inferior!"

As she spoke, Tan Hui was about to mount her when suddenly, the door was pushed open. Yu Qing turned her head and saw Xu Ruyun, calm and dignified, as beautiful as a peony, standing there.

"Husband, I have something to tell you."

Xu Ruyun didn't even glance at Yu Qing, treating her as if she were nothing. Tan Hui patted the woman on his lap, got up, and followed Xu Ruyun out. Yu Qing stared at Xu Ruyun's sharp, angular back, her eyes blazing with fury, filled with extreme resentment.

In the next room, Tan Hui nodded. "I heard today that Li Ruoyu has been pushed into the position of head of Hengxin."

"Yes, Yu Qing just mentioned it too. In that case, he probably won't have much energy to manage Huayu Entertainment. Judging from the box office statistics these past few days, your bet with Huang Rong should be fine."

"Hengxin involves higher-ups, and things are still very unclear. You should go to Beijing when you have time. By the way, there's something strange. Fang Lan sent me an invitation to participate in a charity show, and said I'd be walking the runway with Huang Rong.

" Tan Hui laughed, "Sister Yun, you must go. You'll completely defeat Huang Rong in the shopping mall and fashion show, and win decisively."

"I feel like something's fishy, and I'm uneasy..."

...

After learning from Lan Xueying all morning and attending a routine meeting with the senior executives, Li Ruoyu's head was spinning, not at all as comfortable as when she was her own boss. After resting for a while, remembering that Lan Ruoyun was returning to Beijing, Li Ruoyu felt she should go and inquire after her. She quickly had Dalong drive the car towards the Sheshan villa.

Upon arriving at the villa, Li Ruoyu noticed a white Mercedes sports car parked in the yard. "Isn't this Sister Lan's car? Why is it parked here?"

Full of questions, Li Ruoyu entered the villa. It was quiet inside; Xiao Ying, who usually accompanied Lan Ruoyun, was not there. Reaching the study upstairs, she suddenly heard faint conversation. Li Ruoyu stopped, holding her breath. "Don't say anything more, I won't go."

Lan Ruoyun's icy voice came from the study.

"I've already invited Liu Xiulin; she only agreed because she knew you would be going."

"Her affairs are none of my business. I haven't even settled accounts with you for seducing Ruoyu yet, and you're bothering me with this kind of thing?"

Silence fell in the study, but Li Ruoyu was alarmed. "You really won't agree?"

Fang Lan's tone was urgent.

"I don't want to repeat myself."

"That's right, I slept with Ruoyu. Didn't you see it? How was it? I enjoyed it very, very much. He was amazing. It's a pity you don't know what it feels like..."

Fang Lan said frivolously.

"Outrageous!"

Lan Ruoyun roared.

"Outrageous? I am outrageous! I'm not the Fang Lan you can manipulate anymore!"

Fang Lan's voice was extremely agitated.

"I can give you all this, and I can also make you lose everything."

Lan Ruoyun said coldly.

"That's right, I know you can. What am I? My father is a subordinate of your Lan family. No, you call him a servant, a slave. I'm nothing but your plaything. You tell me to get married, and I get married. You tell me to get divorced, and I get divorced. You tell me to strip naked, and I strip naked. You tell me to bring myself to orgasm for you, and I do all of that. But what do you take me for? You treat me like a toy and throw me aside when you don't like me anymore? Let me tell you, I just like having Ruoyu do it. It's much more enjoyable than sleeping with you. Do you know what true happiness for a woman is? Do you know what a real orgasm is?" *

Slap!* A crisp slap rang out. Li Ruoyu dared not listen any longer and quietly hurried downstairs, leaving the villa.

Once in the car, the man's mind was a jumbled mess, a flood of questions washing over him. How could his godmother have seen him and Fang Lan making love? What was their relationship? Just lesbian lovers? Why did Fang Lan seduce him in the first place? What else did his godmother know about him?

Amidst this turmoil, his phone chimed with a voice message. He opened it to hear Su He's sickeningly sweet voice, "Baby, I'm back from Milan. Come to the presidential suite at the Park Hyatt and give me a kiss."

...

Liu Xiulin stared at the incoming ball, judged its trajectory, and swung her racket with one hand, delivering a straight forehand through ball. The male sparring partner couldn't move in time and could only watch helplessly as the ball grazed the net and went straight into the corner. The stunningly beautiful woman pumped her fist, picked up her racket, and sat down on a nearby bench. Her high breasts bounced incessantly, and fine beads of sweat glistened on her long, slender, white legs beneath her tennis skirt.

"Ms. Liu, your tennis skills are getting better and better,"

the male sparring partner said with a fawning smile, handing her a drink.

"No need for your flattery,"

Liu Xiulin replied, taking a sip to moisten her dry throat. The beautiful woman loved sports, especially physical ones like tennis. However, she expended not only her physical strength but also her desires. She liked routine and control, including sex. But her sex life was infrequent, even rare, not because she was frigid, but because she felt few men in the world were worthy of her, including her husband. Furthermore, Liu Xiulin felt that excessive sex would ruin her exquisite body, especially her delicate vulva; she had to ensure every inch of herself was perfect. When she felt empty and lonely, she had had lovers, but after a moment of pleasure, she felt the men beside her were as foolish as pigs, making her deeply regretful. Therefore, whenever she felt a surge of desire, she would exercise frantically, letting the desire evaporate with her sweat.

Liu Xiulin pointed her racket at the sparring partner, as if a queen pointing at a slave.

"Come on, let's play another round! No matter what we do, I'll be the ultimate winner!"

...

Li Ruoyu pushed the door to the presidential suite, but it was only slightly ajar. The room was quiet and dark.

"Good sister, are you there?"

The man called out twice but received no reply.

Closing the door behind her, Li Ruoyu was about to turn on the light when she suddenly felt a chill on her neck—a hard, cold metal object pressed against the back of her neck.

Li Ruoyu exclaimed, "Baby, are you kidding me?"

The person behind her remained silent, then suddenly shoved her against the wall with her knee, one hand groping her body, eventually reaching her crotch and grabbing her erect penis. Li Ruoyu refused to be manipulated any longer, turning and hugging the man, giving him a hard slap on the buttocks. She felt the soft, bouncy flesh; who buttocks could be as beautiful as Su He's?

"Playing tricks, huh!"

Su He laughed, nestled in the man's arms. "What, you've seen through me? I haven't even played with it yet."

"Don't you even smell how fragrant you are? Your acting is terrible!"

Li Ruoyu found the light switch, turned on the light, and was startled again.

Su He wore no makeup, her long hair tied in a ponytail. She was dressed in a black leather jumpsuit and black boots that didn't go past her knees. The leather suit was like a second skin, perfectly covering her exquisitely sculpted body. She held a replica gun in her hand, looking every bit the female assassin from a movie.

"What are you dressed up for?"

"I originally wanted to dress up as a policewoman, but I just got off the plane not long ago and wasn't prepared enough, so I had to wear this outfit. How about it, are you scared? Hehe..."

Li Ruoyu was both annoyed and amused. "Was Milan fun?"

"What's so fun about it? I just went to see Milan's spring clothes this year. Baby, did you miss me? You slept with Zhu Ziling a few times in Hong Kong the other day, didn't you?"

For some reason, Li Ruoyu suddenly felt a warm feeling welling up in her heart. She had missed Su He a lot after not seeing her for several days. She hugged Su He tightly and kissed her lips tenderly. The kiss began gently and tenderly, but grew increasingly wild. Both wanted to meld each other into their very being, lasting for over ten minutes until they were almost oxygen-deprived before finally releasing, panting heavily.

Su He's small hands gripped the dragon, her eyes gleaming with lust, as she moaned, "Baby, I think of you day and night, I wish I could sleep with you every single night." ( Chapter 43, May 21st

) Li Ruoyu, already burning with desire, picked up Su He and headed for the bedroom. After looking around, he realized the presidential suite was extremely luxurious, with four or five rooms. In his haste, he carried Su He to a velvet chaise lounge in the living room and frantically tried to unbutton her leather suit. After searching for a while, he couldn't find a starting point. Su He smiled seductively and pointed to her neckline. Li Ruoyu looked closely and suddenly realized there was a hidden snap at the side, below which was a zipper. He gently unzipped it, revealing a completely bare chest. A pair of proud, round breasts were freed, bouncing out, exuding a warm fragrance, incredibly alluring. The man was completely intoxicated, burying his head between her breasts, his tongue tracing long circles. Her freshly peeled nipples stood proudly erect, firm and tender, sweet and delicious. A faint scent of her body wafted into his nostrils, igniting his blood. His erection was already as hard as steel. But when he tried to peel Su He's exquisite body from her leather suit, he encountered another problem. The leather jacket was alluring on, but difficult to take off. Su He's plump, round buttocks, coupled with her long boots, made the jacket bunch up around her waist, leaving Li Ruoyu as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Suddenly, Su He grabbed the man's fingers, guiding them to her crotch. After a few touches, Li Ruoyu felt two wet, tender lips. Looking down, she saw that the leather jacket had been cut open at the crotch, revealing her plump, pink labia. Her vulva was tightly closed, with a slight seepage of nectar. Li Ruoyu was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Sister, you always have a way!" "I want to do this with you." Su He's starry eyes were half-open, her face flushed, her plump buttocks and long legs swaying gently. Every moan and every movement was natural and extremely provocative. The man, with his huge dragon erect, held Su He's two long boots, raised his legs, and pressed the huge dragon head against the gap in the leather jacket, kissing her honey lips. Su He's petals, like a clam shell, bit the dragon head and pulled the dragon deep into her honey passage. Along the way, there were difficulties and dangers, ravines and gullies, and the tender flesh of her beautiful hole bit into her left and right. When it reached the core of her flower, the two of them groaned in unison, "Ah..." Li Ruoyu could not be careless when facing this beauty, otherwise he would surely lose. So he clenched his teeth, suppressed the surging yang essence, and thrust the dragon three times shallowly and once deeply into her beautiful hole. Su He twisted her slender waist, her moans growing increasingly lewd. Even an ordinary man wouldn't be able to withstand such deadly cries for more than a few rounds, let alone with her seemingly alive little hole relentlessly biting at the dragon. Her two snow-white breasts, contrasting against her tight black leather outfit, were even more alluring. Her already long, beautiful legs, combined with the height of her boots, almost rivaled Zhu Ziling's peerless long legs. And then there were her even more plump, beautiful buttocks. Li Ruoyu's desire was like a flood bursting its banks, all released by the dragon, thrusting faster and faster, frantically bombarding Su He's flower core. Su He was fearless, her plump buttocks like an electrified motor, swaying and twisting, biting and responding to the dragon's advances. For a moment, the sounds of lewdness shook the heavens. The man's penetration caused Su He to produce more and more vaginal fluid, but her vagina remained as tight as ever. Instead, the tender flesh inside her vagina writhed even more frequently. Li Ruoyu felt a tingling sensation in his tailbone from the pleasure, almost ejaculating. He thought to himself that he couldn't afford to lose face, so he stopped thrusting deeply, only penetrating halfway each time, still rapidly scraping the vaginal walls with his head. Su He was fine at first, but after a while, her vagina felt like it was being scratched by a cat, her clitoris unbearably itchy and numb. She squeezed hard several times, but the man still wouldn't go all the way in. "Baby...good man...do me...do me harder!" "Home...you bad guy...you bad guy...waaaah..." In a fit of rage, she sat up, shoved the man down onto the velvet chaise lounge, and picked up the replica pistol she had used to tease Li Ruoyu earlier. She pressed it against the man's lower abdomen and said viciously, "You little rascal, watch me finish you off today!" She straddled Li Ruoyu's waist, grabbed his massive member, and shoved it between her legs through the gap in her leather jacket. With a forceful thrust, her plump, juicy vagina instantly swallowed the incredibly long and thick member completely, inserting it straight into her flower core. "Ugh..." Su He's vagina swelled, burned, and tingled with pleasure, her soul almost leaving her body. Her high, pink D-cup breasts became even more prominent. Li Ruoyu couldn't resist the temptation and grabbed them. This vixen's skin was like that of a newborn baby, smooth and supple, especially her breasts and buttocks. It was as if she had obtained some kind of anti-aging magic from heaven; her appearance, figure, skin, and vagina were far superior to those of a young girl. The man grabbed Su He's ample breasts, kneading them forcefully. Strands of flesh spilled out between his fingers, like ripe peaches, tempting him to take a bite. But the thought was quickly suppressed by Su He. Su He adjusted her position, spreading her legs wide, her boots touching the carpet. Her vulva, with the dragon's head inside her, rotated and ground against him, her plump buttocks moving in a three-up, two-down motion. This position allowed for deep penetration, leaving no room for anything else. Su He's incomparably beautiful face was flushed, her lips clenched tightly as she rotated faster and faster. Li Ruoyu fought back with all his might, the dragon almost reaching her uterus. Su He's hair flew wildly, her movements large and sweeping, the recliner creaking from their intense battle, seemingly on the verge of collapse. Su He rode the man for a full half hour, her fragrant sweat flowing down her ample breasts. Li Ruoyu was on the verge of collapse, gritting her teeth and struggling to hold on. Seeing the situation was dire, she suddenly pounced on Su He and rolled onto the carpet. The velvet chaise lounge overturned with a bang, knocking over a nearby floor lamp and the glass coffee table. It was unclear what was knocked over, but Li and Su ignored it. One moment Li Ruoyu was on top of Su He, fucking her, and the next Su He was on top of Li Ruoyu, riding her. They went back and forth, their huge penis firmly inserted inside her beautiful hole, never stopping, a passionate and unrestrained battle. One was desperately guarding his primordial yang, the other was tightly protecting his yin. Everyone knew that if he ejaculated, he would be utterly defeated. As they fucked, they unknowingly ended up on the bed in the bedroom, where Su He was kneeling with her plump buttocks raised as the man thrust into her from behind. It was said that the bed in the Park Hyatt suite was of excellent quality, both soft and sturdy, otherwise it could not withstand the torment of these two.

Li Ruoyu loved to fuck Su He like this, because the beautiful woman's plump buttocks were truly unparalleled in the world, so round, plump and tender that they bounced back at the slightest touch, a pleasure beyond description. Holding Su He's slender waist, Li Ruoyu thrust in and out with lightning speed. Although passive, Su He still swayed her plump buttocks back and forth. The slit in her leather jacket at her vulva was now torn open, her plump pink lips tightly enveloping his massive member, incredibly alluring. Amidst moans and groans, the man suddenly lifted Su He's legs, placing them on either side of his body. Su He's body was suspended in the air, only able to support herself on the bed with her arms. Li Ruoyu thrust again with ferocious force. Su He had nowhere to put her weight on, only able to passively endure the attack. His massive member pounded against her flower core even more wildly, suffering over a thousand thrusts. Su He was already sobbing uncontrollably, her vulva desperately tightening. Li Ruoyu had also reached his limit, letting out a few roars. Her vaginal fluid met his semen, the two jets of fluid converging and deeply injecting into Su He's body. A battle of epic proportions, yet it still ended in a draw where both sides were severely injured.

Li Ruoyu pressed down on Su He, neither of them wanting to move an inch, savoring the indescribable pleasure. After a long while, they faced each other and shared a tender kiss.

Su He hugged the man tightly, saying sweetly, "Baby, I love you to death!"

"Oh? I'm so tired, I'll wait until after the New Year, hmph..."

"What about after the New Year?"

Su He asked curiously.

Li Ruoyu smiled and shook his head, unaware that he was planning to spend more time with the beautiful Su He after Zhu Ziling came to Shanghai, before finally confronting this vixen.

"Sleep here or go back?"

Li Ruoyu thought for a moment, "Let's stay here."

"Hmm, I have some tricks up my sleeve, how about I dress up as a flight attendant for you?"

Su He said seductively, and Li Ruoyu's curiosity was piqued. With this beauty by his side, it was like entering paradise.

"How about this, let's go out for something to eat, and while we're at it, we'll go to Huayu's office building. I need to pick something up."

"Okay, I'll change my clothes."

"You have clothes here?"

"Someone brought them back from Milan."

Su He changed into an apricot-red suit, put on a mink coat, and got the car with Li Ruoyu, leaving the Park Hyatt.

After dinner, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. The car arrived at Huayu Entertainment's office building. Many lights were still on upstairs. Li Ruoyu knew that Huang Rong and her subordinates were still working overtime, and felt apologetic. She told Su He to wait in the car and got out herself.

Before they even entered the office building, they suddenly heard someone call out, "Li Ruoyu, Mr. Li Ruoyu?"

"Hmm? Who is it?"

Li Ruoyu heard someone call her name, turned around, and saw a car parked not far away. It seemed like someone inside was calling to her. The streetlights were too bright to see clearly, so she wanted to go over and take a closer look.

After taking only a few steps, a man got out of the car. He was wearing a thick down jacket and a hat, and held a black object in his left hand, pointing it at Li Ruoyu. The man was terrified. Before he could turn around, there was a loud bang, and his right shoulder went numb. He struggled to run a few steps, and then there was another gunshot

. For some reason, this shot missed. Li Ruoyu was in excruciating pain and shouted to Su He in the car, "Run! Run!" Su He was initially unaware of what was happening, but after a while, she realized that someone had shot and wounded Li Ruoyu. Terrified, she frantically got out of the car and rushed towards Li Ruoyu. As Li Ruoyu ran, she tripped and fell to the ground, unfortunately hitting her head hard on the roadside steps. Her vision went black, and she lost consciousness. The man wanted to fire again, but there were still a few pedestrians on the road, and the security guards from Huayulou had also heard the noise and run out. He had no choice but to quickly return to his car and speed away.

Su He rushed to Li Ruoyu's side. Seeing the man's pale face, closed eyes, and gushing blood, her heart ached. She sobbed uncontrollably, crying, "Ruoyu, Ruoyu, what's wrong? Wake up, wake up! Someone help! Help!" An

ambulance with its siren blaring rushed to the entrance of the emergency building of a medical university-affiliated hospital. Two medical staff pushed a stretcher into the building, where doctors and nurses, already on standby, took the patient and sent him into the green emergency channel.

Su He jogged after him, her eyes red and swollen, her fur coat stained with blood. A nurse stopped her outside the intensive care unit. Su He was frantic, pacing back and forth. Soon, Huang Rong, Fang Meiyuan, and Fang Lan arrived, anxiously asking Su He what had happened. Su He only said that someone had shot and wounded Li Ruoyu, and she didn't know the details.

Huang Rong thought for a moment and said, "The most important thing now is to save lives, but there's nothing we can do to help. Meiyuan, get ready. If there are any media reporters, try to stop them. Senior, do you think we should tell Ms. Lan?"

Fang Lan said calmly, "She's already back in Beijing. I'll find time to talk to her tomorrow, but Hengxin can't possibly not know. If Hengxin finds out, they'll naturally report it to Lan Ruoyun. I know the director of this hospital, and I've already called him. They'll arrange the best doctors."

...

In the on-call room of the surgical ward, a nurse rushed in, "Dr. Shangguan, Dr. Shangguan, there's a patient in the emergency room. Director Lu wants you to take a look."

The doctor didn't even look up, continuing to read his thick book, "I received a call. Isn't it just a simple external surgery? Can't the on-call doctor in the emergency room handle it?"

"No, the patient has lost too much blood. They've already injected adrenaline, but the hemoglobin level is dropping rapidly, and there's a risk of them getting sick at any time."

"Just give them a blood transfusion. What's so strange about that?"

The female doctor still refused to look up.

"But...but that patient's blood type is very rare."

"Rh negative? Doesn't the hospital have some in reserve?"

"It's called MN...something, even the ER doctors have never seen it before."

"MNNSSU?"

The female doctor finally looked up, her large glasses unable to conceal her beautiful and delicate face. She looked to be in her thirties, and her name tag read Shangguan Yuetang.

"Yes, yes, that's the name."

Shangguan Yuetang took off her glasses, her eyes shining, and hurriedly stood up. "Let's go take a look, this is extremely rare."

...

At the entrance of Huayu Entertainment, the police had already set up a cordon, and several technicians were conducting an on-site investigation. A few moments later, several Toyota SUVs with flashing lights arrived at the scene. A glamorous woman in a black leather jacket stepped out and went straight to the technicians. Everyone greeted her, "Chief Huang, you're here."

Huang Yiman nodded, frowning as she asked, "How many shots were fired?"

"Based on the on-site interviews, it should be two shots."

"How did the suspect leave?"

"In a car, a black Passat, but no one remembers the license plate number."

"Have you retrieved the surveillance footage?"

"We've already retrieved the footage from the injured person's company entrance."

"Contact command center to retrieve all nearby surveillance footage, locate the vehicle, and have command center allocate officers to all highway exits. Once spotted, conduct a full-scale manhunt."

"Yes, Chief Huang, I'll contact them immediately." "

By the way, the evidence collection and interviews must be thorough; there can be no oversights."

"Understood."

Huang Yiman then asked the investigation supervisor, "Has the bullet been found?"

"Not yet... Chief Huang, the lighting here is really bad, and there were quite a few vehicles passing by before we got here, so it might not be easy."

Huang Yiman suddenly raised her voice, "Then hurry up and find it! This isn't an ordinary shooting case, it's a case assigned by the leadership, a case assigned by the leadership, no one is allowed to go back to sleep until we find it!"

The technicians quickly lowered their heads and continued working.

Huang Yiman cursed a few more times, then said sternly, "Let's go to the hospital and see if that Li Ruoyu is still breathing."

...

Huang Rong and the others were on tenterhooks, unsure of the situation. Finally, when two doctors came out of the operating room, they rushed forward to ask, "How is she?"

one doctor asked. "Are you the patient's family members?"

Su He, with tears in her eyes, blurted out, "Yes, I am. I am his girlfriend. How is Ruoyu?"

"The bullet injured the patient's artery in his arm. Although it has been stitched up, he has lost too much blood, and his vital signs are very unstable. Moreover, the patient suffered a head injury and is currently in a coma. Most importantly, the patient's blood type is very rare and extremely uncommon. Our hospital does not have this type of blood in reserve, so..."

Shangguan Yuetang, standing to the side, suddenly spoke up, "So we did our best. Whether the patient can survive depends on a miracle." Fewer than fifty cases of this blood type have been found in China. Only Beijing 301 Hospital has some reserves, but even if it's airlifted over, it might not be enough time. So you need to be prepared.”

These words struck like a bolt from the blue. Su He cried out and fainted. Fang Meiyuan quickly supported Su He, her eyes filled with tears. “Doctor, we can have the plasma sent from Beijing by plane immediately. Please, you must save Ruoyu, please.”

Shangguan Yuetang shook her head. “I'm afraid there isn't enough time. As for a miracle, unless… unless another person with the same MMSSU blood type donates blood to the patient right away, I think the probability of that is extremely low.”

Huang Rong and the others were anxious and saddened, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, Su He slowly woke up, as if remembering something important, and hurriedly said, "Doctor, quick, quick, check my blood type!"

Shangguan Yuetang asked curiously, "Are you also MNSSU type blood?"

"I don't know either. I only remember that I have a special blood type, but that was many years ago, and the doctor didn't tell me exactly what it was."

"Alright, let's try our luck. Come with me, I'll take you to get your blood type checked and do a crossmatch test."

Su He followed Shangguan Yuetang to the laboratory. Fang Lan closed her eyes, clasped her hands, and prayed a few times, "God bless, protect Ruoyu, she'll be alright."

Huang Rong rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a while, then suddenly grabbed Fang Lan's hand, "Senior, I have a feeling that Su He's blood type is very likely to be the same as Ruoyu's."

"What a coincidence?"

"Don't you think they have some similarities?"

"Similar? They don't look alike at all!"

"No, I mean they're like the two poles of a magnet, naturally attracting each other. Just watch, my premonitions are always very accurate."

"I hope so."

Just then, Fang Meiyuan's phone rang. The beautiful woman glanced at the number and said, "It's from Beijing. Ms. Lan found out so quickly?"

"Possibly. Answer it. Don't tell her Ruoyu is in danger for now."

"Okay."

Fang Meiyuan answered the phone. It was indeed Lan Ruoyun.

"Ruoyu is in trouble?"

"Yes, she was shot."

"How is her condition?"

"She's alright. She's stabilized and out of danger. Please rest assured, we will take good care of Ruoyu. We will inform you immediately if anything happens." "

I will inform the Shanghai authorities to ensure your safety. Contact me anytime if anything happens."

Fang Meiyuan had just hung up when she suddenly heard someone call out, "Xiao Rong? What are you doing here?"

A group of people approached, several of them still wearing police uniforms. The beautiful woman in the lead stared at Huang Rong with a puzzled look.

"Auntie? You're here too?"

Huang Rong wasn't surprised and went to greet her.

"I'm here because of a case. What about you?"

"What a coincidence! The injured Mr. Li Ruoyu is an investor in my company."

"Isn't this Li Ruoyu the head of Hengxin? You also work at Hengxin? Didn't I hear you went to an entertainment company?"

"Well... it's a long story, let's talk about it later, Aunt. Are you in charge of this case? Have you found anything?"

The beautiful woman who came was naturally Huang Yiman. "This Li Ruoyu is quite influential. I received several calls from higher-ups on the way here. The municipal party committee and the municipal government have ordered the bureau to solve the case. I came to see if the victim could provide any valuable clues. How is the victim's condition?"

Huang Rong shook her head. "She's still being treated. We're waiting for news."

Huang Yiman was slightly disappointed. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "Has your public intellectual husband been causing trouble again lately?"

Huang Rong's face darkened. "Aunt, that's my family's private matter. It's none of your business."

Huang Yiman pouted, about to retort, when Shangguan Yuetang came out with several forms, muttering to herself.

"It's a miracle! I actually saw two people with MNSSU blood type. I wonder if their offspring could change the missing parts of their genetic profile..."

Huang Rong, Fang Lan, and the others had already gathered around, anxiously asking, "How is it? How is it?"

Shangguan Yuetang seemed a little absent-minded, and it took her a while to answer, "Good news! Miss Su's blood type matches the patient's, and the crossmatch test was passed. We'll give the patient a transfusion right away. The patient won't die!"

Huang Rong and the others were initially happy, but upon hearing Shangguan Yuetang's last sentence, they all became furious. "Doctor, how can you talk like that?"

Shangguan Yuetang spread her hands, her face full of innocence. "What's wrong? I don't want him to die either. Such a rare research subject..."

As she spoke, she ignored Huang Rong and the others, muttering to herself as she walked away, leaving everyone bewildered, wondering why this female doctor was so strange.

At this moment, Hengxin's group arrived at the hospital with Lan Xueying. Huang Rong briefly explained the situation, only saying that there was no longer much danger and not to worry. More than an hour later, the doctor finally came out of the ICU and announced that Li Ruoyu's vital signs had gradually stabilized and she was no longer in danger. However, the coma caused by the head injury was still ongoing, and her awakening time would depend on her physical condition. Su He would have to stay in the hospital for observation.

The women breathed a sigh of relief; they had finally survived a close call. Since Li Ruoyu was still in the intensive care unit and did not require much care, they discussed it and decided that Fang Meiyuan would stay, Hengxin would leave two people, and Huang Yiman would assign two police officers to stay as well. Suddenly, a plainclothes officer whispered a few words in Huang Yiman's ear. Huang Yiman's expression turned serious, and she quickly left with her men.

Huang Rong, Fang Lan, and Fang Meiyuan arrived at Su He's ward. They found the beautiful Su lying on the bed, her face deathly pale. Seeing Huang Rong and the others arrive, she struggled to sit up and asked, "Ruoyu, how is Ruoyu? Tell me quickly!"

Fang Lan quickly helped Su He lie down. "Miss Su, don't be agitated. Ruoyu is much better now. You gave Ruoyu so much blood; you must take good care of yourself."

Su He let out a long sigh, tears streaming down her face again. "If...if anything happens to him, I...I don't want to live anymore..."

Those around her, seeing Su He's sorrowful expression, thought that Su He, usually so alluring and unrestrained, was unexpectedly so deeply in love with Li Ruoyu. ...

In the courtyard of an old residential area in Xuhui District, Huang Yiman circled a black Passat several times, frowning as she asked, "How was it discovered?" "

It was discovered by police officers on night patrol. The car was empty when they found it."

"Did they check the license plate?"

"We checked, and the vehicle management office said the license plate is fake. The VIN and engine number can't be found, so it's probably been tampered with."

Huang Yiman nodded. "That guy probably abandoned the car and ran away. Tomorrow we'll find a forensic center to see if we can recover the original VIN and find the car's origin."

It was late at night, and only a few houses in the residential area still had their lights on. Suddenly, Huang Yiman felt a faint light flash by, disappearing in an instant. Looking up, she saw a figure vaguely appear on the balcony of a sixth-floor room, disappearing with the light, leaving only darkness. Huang Yiman's

expression changed drastically. She pulled out her Type 77 pistol and shouted, "Sixth floor, left hand!"

Leading the way, she rushed upstairs. Reaching the door of the room, Huang Yiman waved her hand. A uniformed policeman knocked, but there was no response. The policeman asked in a low voice, "Chief Huang, what do we do?"

Huang Yiman's face darkened. "What do we do? Get the technicians up here and open the door."

"Is this...is this okay?"

Huang Yiman roared. "You're even more cowardly than a woman's mother. If anything happens, I'll take responsibility. What are you afraid of?"

A moment later, technicians ran upstairs and pried open the door. Huang Yiman, gun in hand, cautiously entered the room. "Police, is anyone home?"

The room was pitch black. She turned on her flashlight, found the switch, and turned on the light. The extremely simple two-bedroom apartment contained nothing but a bed and a television. Huang Yiman holstered her gun, looked around, and walked to the opposite window. She gently pushed it; the window wasn't scratched. Looking closer, she saw a clear footprint on the dusty windowsill.

"Damn it!"

Huang Yiman stomped her foot. The others gathered around, all looking incredulous. A young detective asked, "Chief Huang, this...this is the sixth floor! Who would dare go down from here?"

"You've only been a cop for a few years! You're still green! What strange things haven't I seen?"

"Then...then should we still chase them?"

"Chase my ass! Immediately investigate the homeowner, collect all the useful fingerprints and footprints here, and also the car's. Take them back for comparison, especially this footprint on the windowsill." The subordinates

obeyed and left. Huang Yiman gazed at the dark night sky outside the window, her expression growing increasingly complex. ...

Beijing, a villa.

A man in black stood anxiously waiting in the living room. After a while, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and pajamas came down from upstairs.

"What's the urgent matter that you need to see me?"

the middle-aged man asked.

"Sir, things have...took a turn in Shanghai."

The middle-aged man's face turned cold. "Speak, what's wrong?"

"That kid probably got what he wanted, but he's disappeared..."

"Idiot! How could he get away?"

"Our men went to his house early, arranged to meet there after the deed was done, and then do as you instructed, kill him. But the kid parked his car downstairs and didn't come up. He initially asked for money, and he didn't seem like he had any ulterior motives. I didn't expect him to pull off such a feat...and the police have also tracked him down there."

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then asked, "Is it possible that he knows your identities?"

The man in black shook his head vigorously. "Impossible!"

"Well, take your men to Shanghai now. Find that kid no matter what and make him disappear."

"Okay, I'll get right on it."

"How's Li Ruoyu?"

"She's probably been shot."

"I understand, you can go now."

After watching the man in black leave, the middle-aged man returned to his bedroom upstairs. The bedroom was dimly lit, and a beautiful woman lay on her side on the luxurious soft bed, her snow-white upper body naked, her two breasts large and firm, her face flushed, and there were still some fine beads of sweat on her forehead. Her hair was disheveled, clearly indicating that she had just been through a passionate encounter.

"What's wrong so late?"

the beautiful woman asked, slightly out of breath. The

middle-aged man got into bed and leaned against the headboard, pulling the beautiful woman into his arms and touching her full breasts. "Nothing much, it seems I'll have to go to Shanghai in a few days."

"What for? We finally get to spend a few days together."

"To see our Liu family's precious princess."

The beautiful woman nestled tightly against the man and whispered, "You...you have to be careful, he...he's very shrewd!"

Upon hearing this, the man flipped over and pinned the beautiful woman beneath him, laughing as he said, "I just don't believe it!"

He spread the beautiful woman's legs and thrust his erect penis into her plump little hole. ...

The Blue Residence.

Lan Ruoyun, dressed in a plain robe, paced back and forth on the carpet with her bare feet, as if facing a difficult decision. Zhao Kaitian stood respectfully to her side.

After a long while, Lan Ruoyun finally spoke, "Go to Shanghai, investigate thoroughly, and don't tell anyone."

"Yes."

"Also, contact the general office for me and arrange a time. I need to go to Shuiyun Pavilion."

Shanghai, Medical University Affiliated Hospital, it was already late at night.

Fang Meiyuan went to a vending machine to get a drink when she suddenly heard someone call her name. Turning around, she saw it was Dalong, followed by three men. Da Long approached Fang Meiyuan and whispered a few words in her ear. Fang Meiyuan nodded. "This is Shi Jing, and those two are my younger brothers. They're all family."

Shi Jing stepped forward. "Miss Fang, how is Mr. Li?"

"He's fine. Thank you for your concern."

"Mr. Li has been kind to me. If there's anything you can't do, just let me know. I'll do my best."

Fang Meiyuan thought for a moment and said seriously, "There is something, it's like this..."

...

The night passed quickly, and dawn broke in the blink of an eye.

Huang Rong and Fang Lan arrived at the hospital early in the morning, urging Fang Meiyuan, who hadn't slept all night, to go home and rest. However, Fang Meiyuan resolutely refused. After some persuasion, the two had no choice but to give up. Li Ruoyu still hadn't woken up. The doctor said that after two blood transfusions, Li Ruoyu's hemoglobin levels had returned to a relatively high level. However, she had suffered a concussion, and it was hard to say when she would wake up—it could be a day, or it could be a week. The group immediately became worried again.

The municipal party committee and government sent a secretary-general who delivered a series of high-sounding speeches, instructing the hospital to take meticulous care of her. Many media outlets also rushed to the scene, but were all turned away by Hengxin's public relations manager. Huang Rong thought for a moment and said to Fang Meiyuan, "We need to prepare a press release. We'll say that Ruoyu is seriously injured and will need a long rest."

"Okay, I'll prepare it right away."

...

At Huayi Building, Wu Qiang excitedly burst into Wu Gang's chairman's office.

"Brother, good news! That Li Ruoyu is in trouble, and I heard she's quite badly injured."

Wu Gang put down his watering can and dusted off some orchid leaves. "I know too. Who do you think did this?"

"How am I supposed to guess? She must have offended someone."

"Hmph, I bet it's definitely..."

Wu Gang pointed upwards.

"Really? The Lan family is not to be trifled with. Li Ruoyu has now taken over from Lan Xiangchuan of Hengxin."

"You don't know, do you? I'm afraid the Lan family is in dire straits themselves."

...

In a medical university laboratory, Shangguan Yuetang stared intently at the constantly spinning gene chain on the computer screen, murmuring, "It's truly peculiar, a rare sight. The Y segment defects are completely identical, and the matrix model is so different from that of a normal person. If a gene mutation occurs, it will be of extraordinary significance to modern genetics." Shangguan

Yuetang smoothed her messy hair, stretched, and suddenly remembered something, staring back at the screen.

"Strange, I clearly heard that woman say she was the patient's girlfriend, but... but how can their DNA similarity be so high?"

Chapter 44 Cause and Effect

Huang Yiman's eyes were bloodshot. Five days had passed in a flash, and the case still had no clues. The Passat was stolen a few weeks ago in Henan, the house was rented a few days ago, and the identity information on the rental contract could not be found at all, so it must be fake. All that was known was that it belonged to a man in his thirties. Fingerprints were collected from the room, but footprints could not be found in the database, and there was no criminal record. The evidence collected from the car matched some of the evidence found in the room, but it didn't match the crucial footprint left on the windowsill. This meant the person upstairs that day wasn't the same person who fled the scene in the car.

The constant case analysis left Huang Yiman exhausted. What was worse, her superiors spoke righteously, promising to solve the case within a timeframe and offering full support, but no one truly cared about the case. They all hid far away, leaving the entire burden to her, the head of the special task force. But years of experience as a criminal investigator had taught her that things were far more complicated than they seemed. These cunning superiors were clearly unwilling to touch the case. After several days, she had a general understanding of Li Ruoyu's background. Why would a businesswoman with such a complex background be shot?

The bullet found was an American Colt 9mm standard, a type of firearm not commonly found in China. Where did they get it? Not to mention, the person managed to escape directly from a sixth-floor window.

Who did it? Perhaps the parties involved had some clues, but when would Li Ruoyu wake up? Fang

Lan didn't have a good impression of Shangguan Yuetang, and even asked the hospital to change the attending physician. However, the hospital said that although Shangguan's temper was a bit eccentric, her medical skills were the most superb in the entire hospital. For Ruoyu's sake, they had no choice but to give up.

"Dr. Shangguan, is Dr. Shangguan here?"

"Please come in."

Fang Lan pushed open the door to Shangguan Yuetang's office. The female doctor was reading a book.

"What is it?"

"Oh, I'm still a little worried about Ruoyu and wanted to talk to you."

"Haven't I said it many times? The patient's vital signs are all very good, and he will definitely wake up. It's just that we don't know when, maybe in a minute, you'll find out that his brain nerves have been impacted. At present, the medical field's understanding of the human nervous system is not deep enough, so we can only wait."

After saying that, she buried her head and continued reading, leaving Fang Lan aside. Even with Fang Lan's usual quick wit and silver tongue, she was helpless against the strange Shangguan Yuetang. Just as she was trying to think of something to say, Dr. Shangguan spoke up, "That Miss Su He has a very direct kinship with the patient."

Fang Lan didn't react for a moment, "What did you say?"

"That Miss Su He has a very direct kinship with the patient," Shangguan

Yuetang repeated.

Fang Lan couldn't believe her ears, her heart pounding, "This... how can you say that?"

"Their gene chains are very similar, especially the Y segment, which is completely identical. This is a typical case of mother-child inheritance, and the MNSSU blood type can only be produced through inheritance. From a narrow scientific perspective, Su He should be Li Ruoyu's mother. Of course, from a broader scientific perspective, this possibility is over 99%, infinitely close to 100%." "

You... you're not mistaken, are you?"

Fang Lan murmured.

"Impossible, current DNA testing technology is very mature."

Fang Lan was in a state of panic. If this were true, wouldn't Ruoyu have committed a heinous crime, sleeping with her own mother, and not just once, but probably dozens of times? What... what should she do? She took a deep breath and asked, "Dr. Shangguan, who else knows about this?"

Shangguan Yuetang was taken aback. "Of course, only I know. Why would I tell anyone?"

"Alright, I beg you to keep this a secret because... because... you know, if you have any requests, I can fulfill them, such as donating equipment or funds to your research." "

That would be great. My lab just happens to want to replace its cell separation equipment. That damn university funding committee keeps trying to cut my projects."

"No problem at all."

Fang Lan nodded.

"However, I'd like to borrow something from Li Ruoyu."

Shangguan Yuetang said unhurriedly.

"What is that?"

"His sperm."

"What?"

Fang Lan looked surprised, staring at Shangguan Yuetang from head to toe. Suddenly, she realized that this female doctor was actually a stunning beauty. She wondered if she also knew about Ruoyu's unparalleled skills in bed and wanted to try them out? But Shangguan Yuetang looked serious and didn't seem like a lustful woman at all.

"What do you want that...that thing for?"

"For scientific research, of course!"

Shangguan Yuetang said excitedly. "You know, I also have a special blood type, Rh negative. Although it's not very rare, I not only want to know the genetic model of the offspring produced by two people with MNSSU blood types mating, but I've also considered what kind of mutations would occur when Rh negative and MNSSU combine. I might only have this opportunity once in my life, so of course I can't let it pass!"

Fang Lan's jaw almost dropped. She sighed inwardly, thinking that the world was truly full of wonders, and that someone could be so obsessed with scientific research.

"Dr. Shangguan, are you... are you married?"

"Married? Why would I get married? That would hinder my research and cause my IQ to decline."

Shangguan Yuetang shook her head vigorously.

"Well... okay, I'll tell Ruoyu when he wakes up."

Shangguan Yuetang smiled broadly.

Fang Lan turned and walked out. Shangguan Yuetang suddenly remembered something, and before she could call Fang Lan back, he was already gone. She muttered to herself, "Actually, there's another possibility... If a pair of twins are formed from a single egg, the DNA similarity will be over 99%, and the Y-segment gene of either offspring will be the same as the twin's, but the probability is even lower." Shangguan thought for a moment

, then shook her head. "But what does that have to do with me?"

She buried her head in her book again. ...

Leaving Shangguan's office, Fang Lan became increasingly surprised. Returning to the ward, she saw Huang Rong, Fang Meiyuan, and the policewoman Huang Yiman, whom she had seen on the day of the accident. The hospital transferred Li Ruoyu from the ICU to a high-class ward with specialized nursing care; the conditions were very good.

"What did the doctor say?"

Huang Rong asked when Fang Lan returned.

"The same old thing."

Fang Lan was still reeling from Shangguan Yuetang's words. She walked to Li Ruoyu's bedside, her heart pounding. She called to Fang Meiyuan, "Get me a towel to wipe Ruoyu down."

Fang Meiyuan handed her a towel soaked in warm water. Fang Lan lifted a corner of the blanket and began wiping Li Ruoyu's naked body. When she reached her lower abdomen, she suddenly touched something incredibly hard. Feeling strange, she looked closer and saw that an enormous, thick dragon was standing there, imposingly erect.

"What...what's going on?"

Fang Lan gasped.

Huang Rong and the others rushed over, asking, "What's wrong?"

Fang Lan pointed to Li Ruoyu's waist, and everyone looked, gasping in surprise. Fang Lan and Fang Meiyuan were relatively calm, having been penetrated by this strange object many times before. Huang Rong and Huang Yiman, however, had never seen anything like it before. Confused and amazed, Huang Rong felt a little embarrassed and turned her head away. Huang Yiman, however, stared intently at the giant dragon, her mouth agape, thinking, "I've really seen something amazing today. The person hasn't even woken up yet, and this thing is already erect. But isn't it huge? Heavens, why doesn't my husband have such a treasure! This is truly a strange and extraordinary thing."

"Meiyuan, quickly go and call the doctor!"

Fang Meiyuan responded and left. A moment later, she returned hurriedly with Shangguan Yuetang.

"Is there any special situation?"

Shangguan Yuetang asked.

"Doctor, look... what's going on?"

Shangguan Yuetang lifted Li Ruoyu's blanket, looked at the erect penis, then glanced at the man's eyes. Suddenly, she clenched her fist and forcefully tapped the area below the head of the penis three times with her knuckles. Instantly, the penis miraculously went limp, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

"The patient should wake up soon."

"Really?"

The women were overjoyed.

"Yes, it seems he has a very beautiful reproductive organ. Biologically speaking, this will give him an advantage when competing with other males for mating rights."

Ignoring Shangguan Yuetang's ramblings, everyone nervously watched Li Ruoyu's motionless body. ...

She slept for a long time, felt so tired, as if she had been to many places and had many dreams. But no matter where you go, you must eventually go home, and even the most vivid dreams will end. With the crisp sound of a gunshot in her mind, Li Ruoyu slowly opened her eyes.

In a daze, several figures flickered before her eyes, accompanied by screams and sobs. The room was dimly lit, yet still glaringly bright, making her extremely uncomfortable. Li Ruoyu closed her eyes again, and after a while, she opened them again. This time, she finally adjusted somewhat, and the scene before her gradually became clearer: Huang Rong, Fang Lan, Fang Meiyuan, and two other women she didn't recognize.

"Where...where am I?"

Li Ruoyu murmured, struggling to sit up, only to find herself covered in medical equipment. Fang Meiyuan, tears welling in her eyes, pressed Li Ruoyu down. "Ruoyu, you're awake! Don't move around. This is a hospital."

The man suddenly realized he had been shot and anxiously asked, "Su He, how is Su He?"

"Don't worry, Miss Su is fine. She was just a little shaken. Nothing serious."

"Oh, that's good. How long have I been asleep?"

Fang Meiyuan hesitated, wondering whether to tell the man, when Shangguan Yuetang said, "You've slept for a total of 127 hours and 23 minutes. Oh, almost 24 minutes."

"Who are you? A doctor?"

Li Ruoyu looked at the beautiful woman in white doctor's attire before her.

"Of course I'm your attending physician. Now that you're awake, let's get down to business. I think..."

Before she could finish, Fang Lan grabbed Shangguan Yuetang's arm. "Dr. Shangguan, Ruoyu just woke up and is still very weak. Do you think we should let him rest and have a full check-up?"

Shangguan Yuetang tilted her head and thought for a moment. "That's true. I'll come back to see him later. By the way, he can have some liquid food tonight."

She turned and left.

Huang Yiman saw that Li Ruoyu was still weak even though he was awake, and it probably wouldn't be good to ask about the case at this time, so she also left with her subordinates.

Li Ruoyu slept for several more hours before waking up. She was in better spirits, but the pain from her shoulder wound hadn't subsided, and she couldn't move at all. Only Fang Meiyuan was left in the ward.

"Where are President Huang and Sister Lan?"

"They have a lot of things to do. They'll come when they're done. Ruoyu, you really scared me to death this time!"

The beautiful woman's voice choked with emotion.

"I'm all better now, does Godmother know?"

"Yes, she called a few times to ask. Hengxin wanted to send someone to take care of you, but I was worried and declined. Ruoyu, do you know who did this?"

Li Ruoyu gently shook her head, "I don't know."

Fang Meiyuan held Li Ruoyu's hand, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Ruoyu, why don't we go back to the provincial capital and continue doing real estate? Wouldn't that be better? Although the stage is wider here, but... but your safety can't be guaranteed, what's the use of making more money?"

Li Ruoyu sighed and said softly, "Now that we're here, I'm afraid we can't go back."

The two were silent for a long time before Li Ruoyu spoke again, "Sister Yuan, I told you last time I wanted to open a confidential private account, did you do it?"

"It's been done for a while."

"Yes, I want to register another company in the Cayman Islands or Panama, and still, no one can know."

"Hasn't the bet between President Huang and Xu Ruyun been settled?"

"No, it has nothing to do with that. Although I'm only the nominal manager of Hengxin now, I still have some advantages. I've learned a lot about using offshore companies to avoid taxes or transfer assets, and this will come in very handy in the future."

"Understood, I'll take care of it right away."

"Remember, it must be kept secret. No one else can know except you and me."

Li Ruoyu emphasized again.

"Okay."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door a few times, and a nurse came in carrying a large bouquet of flowers.

"Ms. Fang, another flower delivery has arrived. What should we do?"

"Same as always, just put them in your office."

"Our office is almost full!"

"Then just send them wherever you like. By the way, who sent them this time?"

The nurse's eyes lit up with excitement. "It's Fan Bingbing! A big star!"

After the nurse left with the flowers, Li Ruoyu asked, "Who sent flowers all the time?"

"I can't remember, there were too many. People from the Municipal Committee came to offer their condolences, executives from Hengxin came, Wu Gang and Wu Qiang from Huayi sent flowers, Tan Hui from Xinghui also sent flowers, Li Bingbing, Gong Li, Chen Shu, Liu Yunting, plus Fan Bingbing today, and artists from Huayu, and others I can't remember either. Anyway, whether you know them or not, they filled the doctors' and nurses' offices to the brim."

Li Ruoyu suddenly smiled. "We could open a flower shop."

He accidentally aggravated his injury, and the man groaned in pain. ...

In the towering headquarters building of Shenzhou Group, in the chairman's office furnished with a full set of Qing Dynasty-style furniture, Liu Xiulin was diligently reviewing documents.

Suddenly, the office door creaked open, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked in. Liu Xiulin didn't look up and asked, "Is it Second Brother?"

"How did you know it was me?"

Liu Shangzhi asked with a smile.

"No one in this building dares to enter my office without knocking. Didn't Eldest Brother go to Europe for negotiations? Who else could it be but Second Brother?"

Liu Xiulin raised her beautiful head, "What brings you here, rare guest?"

"It's almost Chinese New Year, so I came to see when you're returning to Beijing and take care of some business."

"Of course I have to go back to see Grandpa, but it'll be later. By the way, I saw that Eldest Brother's company's stock price is doing quite well after its IPO. Things went really smoothly this time; I was quite surprised."

"Surprised? Lan Ruoyun hasn't been in the mood to cause us trouble lately. Hengxin's matter is enough to give her a headache, and the winds blowing from above aren't very favorable for the Lan family."

Liu Xiulin frowned slightly. "Second brother, let me give you a piece of advice: you'd better not provoke Lan Ruoyun. That woman is not simple. Don't think you can take

her for granted just because you're a genius. Besides, court affairs are dangerous and unpredictable; we shouldn't get involved." Liu Shangzhi smiled. "When did I say I wanted to get involved in such matters? Have you heard? Lan Ruoyun handed Hengxin over to her godson, and Lan Xiangchuan actually stepped down."

"Yes, I heard. What's his name again?"

"Li Ruoyu."

"Right, right, that's a nice name. It's a pity I've never met him."

"What, even our princess is curious?" "

I'm curious about what kind of person Lan Ruoyun would adopt as her son. Someone as suspicious as her can't be that simple."

...

Suzhou, a small town.

A few scattered people were haggling over prices at the market. At the butcher's stall, the owner picked up a piece of leg meat, placed it on the electronic scale, and weighed it. "One kilogram exactly, twenty-four yuan and eighty cents, keep the change."

The owner chopped off a small piece of meat and threw it onto the scale. "This is on me. The weather's been bad lately, so take care of yourself."

"Thank you so much, I'm taking advantage of you."

Her voice was sweet and melodious, and the woman buying the meat took out her money and handed it to the butcher. The owner glanced at the woman, then lowered his head, not daring to look at her again, feeling his heart pounding faster and faster. He gave the woman the change, and she reached out to take it. Her fingers were fair and delicate, like tender green onions. She picked up her bag and left.

The butcher's wife, watching the woman's alluring back, spat and grabbed the man's ear. "You lecherous devil! You're giving away your own money! Do you think you're a millionaire? Stop staring! Stop staring!" "

No way! Stop pulling, it hurts!"

"Do you know that slut has lost three husbands in a row? Are you thinking of ordering a coffin for her too?"

"Are you fucking crazy? I just felt sorry for her, don't fucking cause trouble!"

The woman, carrying her bag, attracted stares from everyone she passed, men and women alike. She seemed used to it, unconcerned, and quickly walked home. As she entered the residential compound, several middle-aged women were chatting. Upon seeing the woman, they whispered among themselves, "Look, another one's dead. What a jinx!"

"I heard she's killed three in ten years. No wonder, she's over forty, but more alluring than an eighteen-year-old girl. Maybe she's a reincarnated vixen."

"Exactly, exactly, look at that hip swaying, how could her husband not die?"

The woman heard the whispers, her heart filled with sorrow, but she ignored them, went upstairs, took out her key, opened the door, put down the bag, and took off her coat, revealing a white, close-fitting sweater underneath. Her incredibly full breasts stood high, her waist was as slender as a willow branch, and her legs were long and straight in blue jeans. Her full buttocks were plump and round to the extreme. Paired with a captivatingly beautiful face, even in simple clothes, she couldn't hide her overwhelming charm. Every glance she gave was radiant, every smile and frown was indescribably bewitching.

When she arrived in the living room, the woman was taken aback. A young man and a young woman were sitting on the sofa, looking at her.

"You...you're here?"

"Why can't we be here? This is my father's house, I'm his son."

"Oh...please sit down, I'll go cook some dishes."

The woman had just turned around when the young woman sitting down called out, "Li Mengrou, don't go! Explain yourself!"

"What is it?"

The young woman looked at Li Mengrou's beauty and figure, which far surpassed her own, and was almost driven mad with jealousy. "Now that your father-in-law is gone, we're taking this house back. You need to move out immediately. Although you married your father-in-law, this house is previous property. Even if the court awards it, it won't be awarded to you, so you'd better be sensible."

The woman was stunned. "I...I lived with your father for several years, how can you be so heartless?"

The young man jumped up, his face flushed. "You still have the nerve to say that? If my father hadn't met you, this unfortunate woman, how could his business have failed, how could he have gotten so seriously ill?"

The woman was on the verge of tears. "But...but this has nothing to do with me. If you won't let me live here, where can I move to?"

"We don't care, you have to move out within a week. Is that enough?"

After the man and woman left, Li Mengrou stared blankly at the room, large tears streaming down her face. Why was she so unlucky? In the past ten years, the men she had married—one committed suicide after his stock market crashed, another lost everything in a drunk driving accident, and the third died of a serious illness after his business failed. Was she really a jinx? Every man she had ever met was captivated by her beauty, wanting only to sleep with her, while women were full of scathing remarks and mockery. She blamed herself for being born with the body of Bao Si and Da Ji, yet possessing no other talents. In this vast world, where could she find a place to belong? Go home? But she didn't even know where her home was. As she thought about it, a sharp pain shot through her head. She knew that the ailment from the car accident ten years ago had flared up again. ...

Shi Jing sat in the chair, watching Sanbao hand out the sealed red envelopes one by one. Erhu grinned foolishly, "Boss, I didn't expect the underworld to give out year-end bonuses too." "

The brothers risk their lives to do this, of course they deserve a reward."

Sanbao said with a worried look, "Boss, but we're almost out of money again."

Erhu couldn't help but sigh as well, "Even the underworld has an economic crisis."

"You two are both good-for-nothings. Do you know Du Yuesheng, the boss? I've been reading his book recently. He was the number one figure in the Green Gang for three hundred years. He was generous and righteous, and that's why he made countless friends." "

But Boss Du was really poor later on..."

Sanbao muttered.

Shi Jing glared at Sanbao, "Get to work, stop talking nonsense. We still have to go to that nightclub later to discuss taking over. If we do it well, it'll be much bigger than what we have now."

Erhu got excited again, "Boss, after we take over, you have to get me a couple of girls to play with. I'm itching for some."

"All you know is women. You'll die on a woman's belly sooner or later. Whether this will work out is still uncertain. They have powerful backers."

"He has them, but don't we have them too? Sigh, I wonder if our backers have woken up yet."

05-21
Chapter 45 Gathering

in Hong Kong, Song Residence.

A maid brought two cups of tea and placed them on the pineapple-shaped square table. She addressed the elegant and refined woman, as beautiful as a lily, seated in her chair, "Miss Shao, please have some tea. Madam will be here shortly."

"Yes, madam."

Taking a sip of the mellow and smooth Pu-erh tea, the woman exclaimed, "Truly excellent tea."

Setting down her teacup, she looked around. The grandeur of this wealthy household was no joke. Although it wasn't her first time visiting the Song residence, she couldn't help but feel envious and resentful each time. Why was it that Zhu Ziling, also a beauty pageant contestant and renowned for her beauty, enjoyed a life of luxury, while she herself had married a seemingly successful but ultimately useless husband? She was constantly traveling across the mainland, relying solely on her youthful appearance to swindle money. It was truly a case of a clever wife often sleeping with a clumsy husband; everyone has their own fate.

"Sister Zhi, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting."

A moment later, Zhu Ziling, dressed in a white workout outfit, her long hair tied up with a headband, walked into the living room, her long, fair legs swaying gracefully.

Shao Xuezhi gazed at the Hong Kong beauty and smiled leisurely, "We're all getting older, but you're getting younger and younger. Tell me, have you taken some kind of magic pill?"

Zhu Ziling's pretty face flushed slightly. She wiped away the fine sweat and sat down next to Shao Xuezhi. "Sister Zhi, please don't laugh at me. I just exercised for a while and was afraid you'd be waiting too long, so I didn't have time to change my clothes. How come you have so much free time to come see me here?"

"It's almost Lunar New Year, and although I'm the rotating chairperson of the Huiyan Gathering, I still have to report to the honorary president on the work for the coming year."

"Look at what Sister Zhi says, I'm so embarrassed. I'm just a figurehead in the Huiyan Gathering; I just try my best to contribute to any activities." "

Have you been away from Hong Kong a lot lately? I've called here a few times, and they all said you weren't here."

Zhu Ziling hesitated for a moment. "Well, I went to the mainland for a few days a few days ago."

"Oh? Speaking of the mainland, my agent told me today that Miss Fang Lan invited me to some kind of show. She said she's inviting socialites from both sides of the strait and Hong Kong. If anyone should be invited, it should be someone as famous as you, a socialite among socialites. I'm not qualified, don't you think?"

"Fang Lan?"

Zhu Da Meiren's heart skipped a beat. She thought to herself, "Fang Lan's relationship with that heartless little brat is quite special, and she also knows about Ruoyu and me. Why didn't she invite me to this show? Speaking of which, that little rascal hasn't called in a while.

I wonder what he's been up to." Lost in thought, she suddenly became absent-minded.

"Ziling, Ziling?"

Shao Xuezhi noticed that Zhu Ziling was distracted and was quite puzzled. She called out a few times before Zhu Ziling came back to her senses and smiled. "Sister Zhi can go. What's with all this talk about socialites? Besides, Sister Zhi is like a fairy. We can't just leave her for my brother-in-law to admire, can we?"

"Little sister is teasing me again!"

The two women laughed one after another, and the room was filled with a warm atmosphere.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!"

Zheng Shiyan came into the living room at some point, looking unhappy. She was holding a newspaper and stood there calling out to Zhu Ziling.

"What's up?"

Zhu Ziling asked.

"Yes, come here for a moment."

Zheng Shiyan glanced at Shao Xuezhi and beckoned to Zhu Ziling.

"Sister Zhi, please sit down, I'll be right back."

Zhu Ziling left the living room, but Zheng Shiyan pulled her into a study. Zheng Shiyan asked curiously, "What's so mysterious that you have to come here to talk about it?"

Zheng Shiyan closed the door and handed the newspaper to Zhu Ziling. "Sister-in-law, look."

Zhu Ziling took the newspaper, glanced at it, and suddenly felt as if struck by lightning. Her large breasts heaved rapidly, tears streaming down her cheeks. She was sobbing uncontrollably for a moment, almost collapsing to the ground. Zheng Shiyan quickly supported Zhu Ziling, saying, "Perhaps the newspaper misreported it."

Unconsciously, she too began to sob.

"It's clearly written here, how could it be a misinterpretation? No wonder he hasn't contacted me for so long. If... if anything happens to him, I... I..."

"No, I... I have to go to Shanghai!"

Zhu Ziling said, about to leave, but Zheng Shiyan stopped her. "Sister-in-law, you can't go. I think the old lady might not make it through the New Year. If this becomes public knowledge now, won't the children be angry with you?"

"Then... what should we do?"

"Let's find out first. If it really comes to that, we'll go together."

Zhu Ziling was anxious but helpless. She cried for a while, then suddenly remembered something and asked in confusion, "Shiyan, it's fine if I cry, you know that anyway, but... but why are you so sad too?"

"This..."

Zheng Shiyan realized she had lost her composure and stammered, not knowing how to answer. ...

It had been a long time since Li Ruoyu had such a peaceful life. Apart from having to lie in bed to recuperate, she was quite comfortable.

The wounds were healing quickly, but the damaged blood vessels and nerves still needed time to recover. After seeing off the Hengxin Group executives who had come to visit, Fang Lan sat down beside Li Ruoyu's bed, took a red date, broke it open, removed the pit, and held it to the man's lips.

"Eat it quickly."

Li Ruoyu frowned and swallowed the red date. These days, Fang Lan and Fang Meiyuan had been taking turns staying by his side. Fang Meiyuan was alright, but Fang Lan was, after all, a social celebrity with a family and a career. If word got out, it would definitely be on the headlines of entertainment news, and he felt quite apologetic.

"Sister Lan, go ahead and do your own thing. I don't need anyone to take care of me; there are plenty of nurses."

Fang Lan rolled her eyes at Li Ruoyu. "What, are you annoyed with me?" "

No, no, I wish I could smell Sister Lan's fragrance every day, but I'm just afraid it will bother you."

"You're so cheeky. I'm not afraid, so why are you? Just lie there and get better quickly; that's more important than anything else. There's a whole bunch of people coming to see you today. I'm thinking about who I should see and who I should decline. I need to see the head of the Shanghai branch of the People's Bank of China, and Officer Huang is coming to ask about your case, so I'll decline the one from the Pudong District Government. Jia Jingwen, um, declined. And..."

The phone suddenly rang. Fang Lan glanced at it and answered.

"Hello, who is this?" "

Ms. Fang? This is Zhu Ziling."

"Oh, hello, hello."

Fang Lan winked at Li Ruoyu.

"Miss Fang, I...I wanted to ask you something. The gossip magazine said Ruoyu was injured, is that right?"

"Yes, that's true."

"Then...how is he now?"

Zhu Ziling looked like she was about to cry at any moment.

"Miss Zhu, don't worry, Ruoyu is right here, you can talk to him."

Fang Lan put the phone to Li Ruoyu's ear and said with a smile in her voice, "Quickly comfort your precious Ling-jie!"

Li Ruoyu hesitated for a moment before speaking softly, "Ling-jie, it's me, I'm fine."

Zhu Ziling sobbed, "You...you scared me to death, how could you be so careless? Is the injury serious?"

"It's nothing serious, I still need to live to kiss Ling-jie's sweet little mouth, right?"

"Pah, even in this state, you're still so indecent."

Fang Lan suddenly said to Li Ruoyu.

"About the charity show."

Li Ruoyu nodded. "Sister Ling, Miss Fang Lan has invited you to an event. I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

"If you ask me to go, I'll go. Anyway, I'm going to Shanghai to see you."

Fang Lan snatched the phone and said with a smile, "Miss Zhu, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you. I'm the initiator of this event, and there are several socialites from Hong Kong and Macau. I'd like to trouble you to invite them."

"This... I'll try my best. Who do you want to invite?"

"Others are fine, but Miss Xie Wanqiong, I'm afraid it's difficult for me. I can only ask you to help. Also, I wonder if you can invite that legendary judge. Miss Zhu, thank you for your trouble."

"Wanqiong and I have a very close relationship. I think I can manage it. As for the legendary judge you mentioned, I think it's the one from the Court of Final Appeal? I'm not sure about that. She rarely appears in social situations. I'll give it a try."

"Then thank you in advance."

Fang Lan handed the phone to Li Ruoyu. After talking for a while, Zhu Ziling reluctantly hung up.

"Sister Lan, how's this going?"

Li Ruoyu asked. Fang

Lan frowned. "These socialites are all so proud and arrogant. Even though they'll definitely agree, they'll still ask me several times to show off their status. That's not the worst part. What's bothering me is that quite a few people whose status and position don't meet the criteria are coming to me to participate, especially those in the entertainment industry. It's enough to give me a headache."

Li Ruoyu smiled, "Sister Lan, you're just asking for trouble. I don't know how you'll thank me for helping you."

"How do you want me to thank you?"

Li Ruoyu smiled and glanced at Fang Lan's slender waist and full hips. Fang Lan glared at the man, "You lecher, you've only been better for a few days and you're already getting lustful. The doctor said you can't move around too much."

Li Ruoyu was very disappointed and sighed, "Then I'll just have to invite Sister Lan to bed so that I can feel your soft and warm body."

Fang Lan's face flushed with spring, "Pah, why didn't the bullet hit your annoying thing?"

"Ugh, I think Sister Lan really loves that thing."

As the two were joking, someone knocked on the door twice. Fang Lan opened the door and saw that it was Huang Yiman leading two plainclothes officers.

Huang Yiman didn't stand on ceremony and went straight to the point, saying to Li Ruoyu, "Mr. Li, I didn't bother you the past few days because of your health. Let's get straight to the point. The pressure from above is immense regarding your case. I think it's a typical revenge case. Could you provide us with some clues, such as who you have business dealings with or what grudges you might have? That would help us solve the case."

Li Ruoyu already knew Huang Yiman's identity and was even related to Huang Rong—what a coincidence! He carefully examined the beautiful woman and thought to himself that this policewoman did indeed resemble Huang Rong somewhat, especially her ample breasts, which seemed about to burst out of her clothes.

Seeing that Li Ruoyu had scrutinized her from head to toe, Huang Yiman felt inexplicably guilty. She said sternly, "What are you looking at?"

Li Ruoyu suddenly smiled. "Officer Huang, you don't seem like our boss's aunt, more like his older sister, but much fiercer than him."

A plainclothes officer behind Huang Yiman couldn't help but chuckle. The beautiful woman was furious, turning around to glare at the man.

"Mr. Li, I'm not here to joke with you. Please be serious."

"Oh, okay. To be honest, I don't know who did it. Business people inevitably have disagreements, but it wouldn't warrant killing me."

"Can you recall the gunman's physical characteristics at the time of the incident?"

Li Ruoyu frowned, closed her eyes, and thought for a moment. "It happened so suddenly, I really can't remember."

Huang Yiman asked a few more questions, but seeing that she had nothing of value, she had no choice but to leave.

Fang Lan glanced at Li Ruoyu and slowly said, "You really can't figure out who did it?"

Li Ruoyu, however, recalled the conversation she overheard between Fang Lan and Lan Ruoyun at Sheshan that day and sighed, "Some things are better left unknown than known. By the way, Sister Lan, how's the bet between President Huang and Xu Ruyun going? Has the result been announced?"

"Soon, it should be within the next couple of days."

The ward door was suddenly pushed open again, and this time it was Shangguan Yuetang who entered.

The female doctor didn't speak, adjusted her glasses, and circled the bed, looking the man up and down. Li Ruoyu knew that her attending physician had a somewhat eccentric temperament, and couldn't help but ask, "Doctor, what's wrong?"

Shangguan Yuetang looked at Fang Lan, "Miss Fang, shouldn't you do what you promised me?"

"This..."

Fang Lan looked embarrassed.

Li Ruoyu was even more confused, so she asked Fang Lan, "Sister Lan, what's wrong?"

Fang Lan was trying to figure out how to tell Li Ruoyu, but Shangguan Yuetang couldn't wait any longer. "It's like this, I want to ask you for something."

"What is it?"

"Your sperm."

Li Ruoyu was shocked, afraid she had misheard, and asked again, "You mean...my sperm?"

"That's right."

The man's mind was a mess. He looked at Fang Lan, who didn't know what to say either. "Dr. Shangguan, what...what do you need this for?"

"For research, of course. Miss Fang promised me, I want to use your sperm and my egg to combine and see if there will be any unexpected mutations in the offspring's genes. Your blood type is so special, this is a rare opportunity!"

Li Ruoyu swallowed hard. "You mean you want to have a child with me?"

"Pretty much, but I only need you to provide sperm."

Li Ruoyu stared blankly at Shangguan Yuetang for a while, then smiled bitterly, "Wouldn't it be easier if you just said you wanted to sleep with me?"

Shangguan Yuetang asked strangely, "You want to mate with me? Uh... okay, that might be more direct and save some money, but you're still in your recovery period and it's not suitable for strenuous exercise. Anyway, your hormone levels are so high, so we'll just wait a few more days until I ovulate next time. I'll be going now."

She left without looking back. Li Ruoyu's expression was extremely strange, as if she had swallowed a duck egg. "Sister Lan, is she crazy or a monster?"

"I... I'm a beauty..."

She couldn't help but laugh, holding her waist and panting heavily. …

Tan Hui put down the statistics sheet in his hand and smiled at Xu Ruyun, who was sitting on the sofa, saying, “Even if you include online tickets, it’s only about 70 million. You’ve won no matter what. Huayu will definitely be busy with Li Ruoyu’s attack and is unlikely to be able to pay attention to this. Besides, the major cinema chains are giving Huayu too many screenings.”

Xu Ruyun remained silent for a while before saying, “I feel like I’ve forgotten something important, but I can’t figure it out. Anyway, it’s not that simple. Why do you think Tianxing Cinemas is supporting Huayu? Does Chen Huashan have any connection with them?”

“That’s easy to explain. The Lan family has always been very influential in Hong Kong. But after the scandal involving the National Bank of Hong Kong, rumors are circulating that the Lan family will be in trouble. Even if Li Ruoyu takes over Hengxin, he’ll probably have a hard time getting through this. Without the Lan family’s strength, who will help him?”

Xu Ruyun nodded. “That’s none of our business. Just do your own thing.”

Knock knock! The secretary knocked on the door and entered the office.

"Chairman Tan, I just received news that Huayu Entertainment has suddenly contacted many media outlets to hold a press conference. We don't know what it's about yet."

"Oh?"

Xu Ruyun's expression turned serious upon hearing this. "Where will it be held? What time?"

"Portman Hotel, 3 PM."

"I understand. You can leave now."

After the secretary left, Xu Ruyun muttered to herself, "What could it be about? No, I have to go and see for myself."

...

Portman Hotel.

Huang Rong reviewed her speech again, touched up her makeup slightly, and entered the press conference venue accompanied by Fang Meiyuan. The beautiful woman in a white executive suit was stunning and captivating, outshining all others, drawing gasps of admiration from the entertainment reporters.

"Friends from the media, this press conference is quite sudden, and I think you're all wondering what it's about. It's definitely not a dinner invitation."

A burst of laughter erupted from the reporters. Someone said, "Ms. Huang, Huayu always provides delicious food for their press conferences. You won't be stingy this time, will you?"

Huang Rong laughed, "I see you're quite plump; missing this meal won't hurt. Huayu won't treat everyone unfairly."

She paused, then continued, "Let's get to the point. Today, on behalf of Huayu and Tang Xinglei's production team, I want to announce something. We've just signed a contract with Storm Pictures in the US. The overseas broadcasting rights for the film 'The Blossoms Are Broken' have been sold to Storm Pictures for twenty million US dollars. All overseas revenue from the film will be unrelated to Huayu."

A reporter asked, "Ms. Huang, does this mean the film's box office will be increased by twenty million US dollars?"

"You could say that."

"However, the vast majority of domestically produced films perform poorly at the overseas box office. Do you think our partners can recoup their investment?"

"Huayu trusts the judgment of our international counterparts, and we also trust Ms. Tang Xinglei's production team and all the actors. As for whether our partners can recover their costs, I think that's not a topic for discussion here." "

Ms. Huang, Huayu Entertainment ventured into the overseas market from its inception. Do you intend to expand further overseas?"

"I have stated many times that Huayu is a new company, and we are still very inexperienced. But though flowers are easily broken, rain is persistent. Perhaps one day, the fragrance of flowers and the gentle rain will reach Los Angeles." "

Such grand ambitions!"

someone suddenly exclaimed from the crowd. A stunningly beautiful woman gracefully approached Huang Rong and said calmly, "I've seen the statistics. Adding those twenty million US dollars, the total box office is approximately one hundred and ninety million. Two hundred million is definitely within reach. You've won a round, but your methods weren't exactly honorable; they can be called trickery."

Huang Rong smiled, "Ms. Xu, I used a trick; please forgive my blunder."

"It's nothing, a loss is a loss. It was my oversight; I forgot about this hidden gem."

Xu Ruyun took a step forward, standing almost face-to-face with Huang Rong. Both were equally beautiful, equally intelligent, equally fair-skinned, equally red-lipped and bright-eyed, equally graceful and alluring. Their eyes met, and sparks flew, like two queens clashing, captivating countless photographers.

"What merits does Li Ruoyu possess to deserve your help?"

"In the struggle between Chu and Han, each served their own master,"

Huang Rong replied with a smile.

Xu Ruyun frowned. "Aren't you afraid of becoming Fan Zeng?"

Huang Rong retorted, "Miss Xu, aren't you afraid of becoming Lü Zhi?"

The two were silent for a while. Xu Ruyun said, "In that case, I'll take my leave."

"Miss Xu, take care. Don't forget to come to Huayu tomorrow. The promotional video for the Beauty Contest awaits you."

Xu Ruyun took a few steps and suddenly turned back. "In a few days, Fang Lan is planning a show that you and I are said to be appearing together. President Huang, you must show off your beauty."

"Miss Xu, don't worry, I will take care and accompany you to the end."

A reporter next to her whispered, "See? A big show is about to begin. The title is 'Women's War,' no, it should be 'Queen's War'!"

...

Shi Jing stood downstairs at the club with Erhu and the others, looking at the huge neon sign. Erhu rubbed his hands excitedly and shouted, "Boss, is this ours?"

Shi Jing nodded. "That's right, we just need to complete the formalities."

"Boss, what name do you think we should change it to? How about 'Great World'?"

"Damn, can't you be a little more cultured? Find a professional to name it tomorrow. This club is way bigger than our old one."

"Yeah, yeah, it's a huge upgrade. Let's finally show off and let Zhou Laoliu see us!"

"Hmph, I'll have to send him an invitation when it opens. That old boss fired the manager, waiters, and even the hostesses. We need to get people to set up the place quickly."

Erhu laughed heartily. "Boss, I may not be good at anything else, but I have a good eye for women. I can help with the hiring!"

Shi Jing glared at Erhu. "You? You probably just go for any pretty one you see!"

...

Shanghai New Railway Station.

Li Mengrou dragged her suitcase out of the platform, looked up at the leaden sky, and wondered where to go. She didn't know. Having been evicted from her home of several years, she pondered and thought, as if it were fate, and found herself in Shanghai in a daze. But what would happen after arriving in Shanghai? She only had a little savings, no skills, how would she survive?

Thinking about this, her head began to ache again.

She had only taken a few steps when a young man in a thick coat suddenly bumped into her, his shoulder slamming into her. Li Mengrou cried out in pain, but the man didn't even look and hurried away. ...

Su He was lying in her home in Sheshan, thinking of Li Ruoyu, when suddenly an indescribable sadness and bitterness welled up in her heart, followed by a throbbing pain in her temples. Su He was startled; what was happening? There was no reason for it.

Chapter 46 Fate

It was the 28th of the twelfth lunar month in the blink of an eye. Since it was the Lunar New Year's Eve, it meant that the next day was New Year's Eve, the Lunar New Year of the Dragon.

According to Chinese tradition, unless absolutely necessary, no one would stay in the hospital for the New Year. So, at Li Ruoyu's insistence, Fang Lan and the others reluctantly agreed to be discharged. The hospital assigned a doctor and nurses to provide home service, handling daily dressing changes and intravenous injections. The New Year inevitably involves family reunions, and both Hengxin and Huayu were given holidays. Huang Rong, needless to say, naturally went to enjoy family time. Fang Lan wanted to accompany a man, but Li Ruoyu politely declined. Fang Meiyuan insisted on staying to take care of Li Ruoyu, and after several attempts to dissuade her, Li Ruoyu finally said that she hadn't been back to the provincial capital for a long time and needed someone to visit her and also let her know that her cousin Yan, Lin E, and Yu Ya were alright. Only then did Fang Meiyuan agree.

The streets were bustling with busy people; after a year of hard work, it was time to let go of their worries and have a good rest. For a moment, Li Ruoyu also suddenly thought that it wouldn't be bad to have a home of her own.

Da Long drove to the entrance of Su He's villa in Sheshan, draped a coat over Li Ruoyu's shoulders, and helped him, who hadn't been outdoors for a while, walk unsteadily. Da Long quickly went to support him, pressed the electronic gate, and entered the villa. Su He was already there to greet them. The beauty wore no makeup, only a thin nightgown, her bare feet exposed. Upon seeing Li Ruoyu, she cried out and threw herself into his arms. Li Ruoyu's wound was aggravated, and she groaned in pain. Only then did Su He realize what was happening. Forgetting to wipe away her tears, she stammered, "Still in pain? I... I was just happy..."

Da Long lowered his head, not daring to look at Su He. Although it wasn't the first time he'd seen her, Su He's captivating beauty was too alluring; a single glance was enough to make his heart race.

"Mr. Li, Ms. Su, I'll be going now."

He turned and left the villa.

Li Ruoyu reached out her left hand, lifted Su He's rounded chin, and examined her closely for a while. Her stunningly beautiful face had become much thinner. If it weren't for the woman before her, she probably would have already met her maker. If the two of them used to be the best bed partners, now they were inextricably linked, inseparable.

"Are you alright?"

Li Ruoyu asked softly.

"I'm fine, as long as you're alright."

Su He was unusually docile, a far cry from her usual seductive demeanor.

Li Ruoyu suddenly slipped her left hand inside Su He's nightgown, grasped one of her soft, ample breasts, and said with a smile, "Baby, if you let this get thin, I'll spank you!"

Su He blushed, her foxy eyes misty, and said coquettishly, "My sister's won't get small! Besides, aren't you already defeated?"

Li Ruoyu's heart stirred, and desire began to rise.

"Don't think like that, go lie down on the bed!"

The man smiled. "Baby, we're not spending the New Year here."

"Then where are we going?"

Su He asked.

"Home, of course."

The journey was long, about forty minutes, and Su He drove Li Ruoyu to a high-end villa area. Looking at the brand-new three-story townhouse in front of her, Su He asked doubtfully, "Is this your home?"

Li Ruoyu nodded, but was also somewhat stunned. Since Fang Meiyuan arranged a private residence for her, the man had never visited. She had no idea the place was so luxurious: high walls surrounded by several surveillance cameras, sophisticated electronic doors, front and back yards, multiple garages, an outdoor swimming pool—it had everything. Inside the villa, the decor was entirely European, with cream-colored carpets, a spacious living room, and a fireplace that clearly hadn't been used. Several ribbons hung from the high-hanging mercury chandelier. Li Ruoyu and Su He went upstairs. Multiple bedrooms, a gym, a game room, a study, a bar, a dining room, and a Turkish bath. Li Ruoyu couldn't help but smile wryly; Fang Meiyuan's spending was far too extravagant.

Su He, however, loved it, looking around incessantly.

"Baby, I love this! When did you buy this house?"

Li Ruoyu shook her head. "This is my first time here too."

Entering the master bedroom, it was quite peculiar. The room was designed in an octagonal shape, very spacious, and contained a huge silk bed. The dressing table and other furniture were all in warm colors, evoking a sense of longing, much like a newlywed's bridal chamber. Su He laughed and ran to the bed, soft and supple. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly shouted, "Li Ruoyu! What's this?"

The man was startled, following Su He's pointing finger, and was also startled. There, on a tapestry, hung a photograph. The woman in the photograph wore a light green, off-the-shoulder, floor-length dress, beautiful as a fairy. It was none other than Zhu Ziling, the "flower of Hong Kong."

"This…"

Li Ruoyu was completely bewildered.

"Hmph, you and that Zhu guy must be planning to elope."

"Baby, that's unfair! I've never even been here before, how would I know there's a picture of Sister Ling hanging here?"

Li Ruoyu said with a wry smile.

Su He stared at Zhu Ziling's photo for a while. "I must say, she's a beauty. You stay here for a bit, I'm going out for a bit, I'll be right back."

"What for?"

"Never mind, I'm just going to get some things."

Li Ruoyu had no choice but to let Su He go. She walked around the villa for a while, then felt a little sleepy, so she went back to her bedroom and lay down on the comfortable bed to fall asleep. After some time, she suddenly heard footsteps. She opened her eyes and saw Su He leading two workers into the room, carrying a photo frame.

Su He looked at it and pointed to Zhu Ziling's photo, saying, "Hang it over there, right next to that photo."

The two workers were puzzled but didn't dare to ask any questions. They moved a stand and hung the photo frame up. After the workers left, Su He pulled off the cover of the photo frame, giggling, "Ta-da! How does it compare to her?"

The frame contained a portrait of Su He, reclining on the bed, a purple leopard-print bodycon dress outlining her alluring figure with captivating charm. Her eyes were seductive, her expression alluring, causing Li Ruoyu's manhood to throb restlessly.

"What is this…?"

"What? She's allowed to hang it, but I'm not?"

"No…no…"

Li Ruoyu was helpless.

Su He looked at her own photo with Zhu Ziling and suddenly said, "One, two…eight, baby, I think this can hold eight people. You could make an 'Eight Beauties' picture, like Tang Bohu?"

Li Ruoyu was both amused and exasperated.

Firecrackers crackled, bidding farewell to the old year and welcoming the new.

All day on New Year's Eve, Su He was constantly busy. Li Ruoyu, after taking her medication, lay in bed watching TV, unaware of what Su He was doing. As evening fell, while families gathered for reunions, Su He moved the dining table to their bedroom, setting out several dishes, a bottle of red wine, and some things that looked like dumplings.

Li Ruoyu looked suspiciously at the dishes on the table—food that could drive a chef crazy—unsure how to start eating. Su He, with a seductive glint in her eyes, said, "I've never cooked for anyone in my life, so make do!"

Li Ruoyu picked up a dumpling, took a bite, and although it tasted terrible, her heart warmed. After so many years, she finally felt a sense of home. The two chatted and laughed, the Spring Festival Gala playing on TV, and Su He made fun of every woman with a bit of beauty until late at night, when the sound of firecrackers finally subsided, and they went to bed.

Su He hadn't even brought her pajamas, so she simply stripped naked. Afraid of touching Li Ruoyu's injuries, she nestled against the man's left side, embracing his smooth, white, and hot body. A delicate fragrance wafted into the man's nostrils, and his long-unsatisfied member immediately hardened. Looking at Su He, her pretty face was flushed, her cherry lips slightly parted, and her breathing rapid; she was clearly aroused.

Li Ruoyu's left hand touched Su He's high, firm breasts. The beauty shrank back, saying in a soft voice, "Don't move, you're a patient." "

It's alright, I'll just lie here and enjoy it."

The man led Su He's small hand towards his member. In fact, ever since waking from unconsciousness, Li Ruoyu's desire had been almost non-stop, even stronger than before his injury. Now, with her soft, warm body, it was even more uncontrollable.

"Really?"

Su He asked, tilting her head, half-believing.

"Of course, I injured my arm, not my manhood,"

Su He cheered, then straddled Li Ruoyu's waist.

"Baby, be good and don't move, okay? I... I've missed you so much."

Grasping the dragon in one hand, she twisted her incredibly plump, round buttocks, her tender orifice enveloping the dragon's head. With a few turns and a few sucks, the dragon thrust deep into her honeyed passage.

"Oh... baby, it feels so good..."

The two seemed to have a telepathic connection; a current spread from the dragon between their honeyed passages, a tingling, numb sensation, like an ice-cold strawberry in summer, or a fireplace in winter, rushing straight to Li Ruoyu's mind. There was probably nothing more wonderful than having the dragon inserted into her exquisite orifice.

Su He dared not use force, yet her orifice was incredibly itchy. Their lovemaking had always been like a war, a thunderous, earth-shattering passion; now, having to be gentle felt somewhat unsettling. Su He slowly twisted her slender waist, her small opening enveloping the massive dragon, biting her lip tightly, like a child who had stolen candy, cautious yet unable to resist.

Li Mengrou stared blankly at the ceiling. The festive New Year's Eve had passed just like that. The sporadic firecrackers outside the window seemed to mock her loneliness and desolation. The cramped little room of a dozen square meters was filled with sorrow. In the few days since arriving in Shanghai, apart from renting this place to stay, Li Mengrou had gained nothing. No matter what lowly jobs she took, people always looked at her with astonishment, always saying, "Girl, someone like you should be living in a big house, driving a luxury car, enjoying a life of luxury. Your delicate skin can't do these rough jobs." No one believed she was over forty; they all thought she was only twenty-four. But people still have to live, to eat. She only had a face that could be charming and cheerful, and a stunning figure. Did she really have to face the lustful eyes of men?

As she thought about it, tears welled up again. Li Mengrou pulled the covers over her head, forcing herself to clear her mind. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly felt a dry mouth and a surge of heat coursing through her body. Her breasts swelled and ached, and something seemed to be inserted between her legs. Her plump, tight vagina was unbearably itchy and numb. A tidal wave of desire surged up without warning. Li Mengrou was both ashamed and angry. Although she had always been fond of pleasure and her lovemaking was exquisite, and men would usually ejaculate at the sound of her seductive moans, how could she still have such thoughts now that she was in this state?

But the lust grew stronger and stronger, and she couldn't suppress it. Li Mengrou's slender legs gripped the covers and twisted incessantly. Her close-fitting underwear had somehow rolled up to her chest, revealing her two pink breasts, which trembled proudly and stood erect like virgins. Her pajama bottoms had fallen down to one side, revealing her slender waist and plump, white, peach-like buttocks that looked as delicate as if they could be broken with a touch. Whether in pain or pleasure, Li Mengrou let out a series of charming and penetrating moans from her small mouth. Her two plump and pink petals were dripping with lustful juices, and her honey hole was churning as if a huge dragon was thrusting and piercing her, and she was about to climax at any moment.

Su He rode Li Ruoyu's massive member for over half an hour, panting heavily. Because she dared not move too much, her vagina almost always completely enveloped the member from head to tail, until it reached her core. An ordinary woman would have given up long ago, but even this seductive Su He was feeling her clitoris throbbing with desire, on the verge of climax. Her hands kneaded her high breasts, and drops of her fluids dripped onto the man's crotch.

"Baby... my darling... that thing... is getting bigger and bigger... I... I feel so good..."

Her plump buttocks moved even more vigorously, thrusting a few times before stiffening her body backward and ejaculating.

Li Mengrou was in agony; she had never experienced anything like it before. Even though she was alone, why did it feel like she was indulging in passionate lovemaking with a man? And she was so enjoying herself that she forgot where she was. Her full lower lip left two clear teeth marks, and her delicate white hands had already reached between her legs. Her petals clenched tighter and tighter, gripping her fingers tightly. Her plump buttocks twisted and turned, and she thrust a few times with all her might. Sizzle, a string of water droplets spurted out of her vagina. Li Mengrou collapsed, her face flushed. The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she became, and she couldn't help but sob again. ...

Beijing, Shuiyun Pavilion.

A clerk wearing thick-soled cloth shoes led Lan Ruoyun quietly through the corridor to a room and stopped.

"Come in."

Lan Ruoyun pushed open the door. The room was dimly lit with thick curtains drawn. The bookshelves on both sides were piled with various books, including many thread-bound ones. An elderly man in his sixties or seventies sat on the large sofa, wearing glasses and holding an English version of the New York Times.

"Uncle Chen, Ruoyun has come to wish you a Happy New Year."

She said and bowed respectfully.

The man glanced at Lan Ruoyun, pointed to a chair beside him, and said, "Sit down."

After Lan Ruoyun sat down, the man handed her the newspaper he was holding. "Take a look."

Lan Ruoyun glanced at it, frowned, and said, "Americans are always like this. Why do they have the right to interfere in our affairs? They can't even take care of their own business, yet they're so concerned about this."

The man smiled slightly and didn't speak. After a while, he asked casually, "I heard you and the Liu family have been having a falling out lately?"

"It's all minor stuff."

"Hmph, don't forget you're all in the same boat. Foreign media have written so much about you, and there's been a lot of resentment about you domestically. Keep quiet, that's better than anything. Even if one of you swallows the other up, how could the new government tolerate it?" "

Ruoyun will heed your advice."

"The Hengxin Group is quite big now, isn't it?"

"Not bad. You know, there was a bit of a mishap in Hong Kong a few days ago, and my elder brother has already resigned."

"I know, you should all back down now."

Lan Ruoyun lowered her head and said in a deep voice, "We can't just target the Lan family among so many others. I, Lan Ruoyun, though a woman, will never let myself be slaughtered."

The man's gaze seemed to hold some appreciation, and his tone softened. "Your temper is just like the old man's. The Hong Kong matter is just a pretext. You'd better be careful of the storms that follow. As for the Liu family, let's wait and see. We can't move mountains, but we can change the mountain king. There will be a conclusion in a year."

Lan Ruoyun was silent for a while, then stood up, took something out of her bosom, and handed it to the man. The man looked at it, his eyes sometimes burning with passion, sometimes filled with sorrow. After a long while, he sighed, "I'm a half-crippled person. These things are just to relieve my loneliness. But the one you sent last time was really beautiful. Is it from the same person this time?"

Lan Ruoyun nodded.

The man put his things away and suddenly asked Lan Ruoyun, "Has Wang Lin come to see you a few times?"

"Yes."

"What did he say?"

"Since you know Mr. Wang has been to my place, you'll naturally know what he said."

The man's gaze showed approval again, and finally he waved his hand, "Go."

Lan Ruoyun left the room, walking through the silent corridor once more. The eerily empty room felt like a monster. She opened her snow-white palm, a trickle of blood drawn from her fingernails. The usually goddess-like Lan Ruoyun suddenly appeared pitiful. ...

For some, a year passes slowly; for others, it passes quickly. For Li Ruoyu, everything was fine except for Su He's terrible cooking. Her body gradually recovered. Although her right arm was still not very flexible, she rarely left the house, occasionally enjoying Su He's beautiful body—a truly carefree life. Half a month passed in a flash. Thinking of Hengxin and Huayu, Li Ruoyu insisted on returning to work. Upon arriving at Hengxin Building, everything seemed normal. It appeared that Hengxin wouldn't be affected by her absence. The staff in the general affairs department, knowing Li Ruoyu's injury, had replaced her office chair with a larger, softer one and even prepared a rest room. Li Ruoyu had intended to ask her secretary if anything important had happened while she was away when Lan Xueying arrived.

"Why didn't you rest a little longer?"

Lan Xueying asked, quite surprised to see Li Ruoyu.

"Nothing, I was bored at home, so I came here instead."

Li Ruoyu looked at Lan Xueying. As the cold winter gradually receded, the women's clothes became thinner. Her dark blue executive suit tightly hugged her slender, graceful, and curvaceous figure. The man couldn't help but recall their passionate encounter on the train that night. Lan Xueying not only had skin as white as jade, but her vagina was also extremely unique; only those who had experienced it could understand its wonders.

Lan Xueying noticed Li Ruoyu staring at her and immediately straightened her face, crossing her arms. "Now that you're back to work, the company has an analysis meeting about QE2 soon. You're the acting chairman, so you should attend."

After the meeting, Li Ruoyu couldn't help but sigh. It was business, but finance was far more complex than real estate—all sorts of data, indices, the US market, the European market, foreign exchange, bonds, and various derivatives markets. She was completely lost and realized she needed to consult Lan Xueying. So she returned to her office and had Lan Xueying lecture her for two hours until she felt a little tired.

Remembering she hadn't been to Huayu in a while, she asked Dalong to drive to Huayu Entertainment. Halfway there, she suddenly felt thirsty and saw a Bim Bom ice cream shop on the street. She asked Dalong to stop the car, as he wanted to buy something for the man. Li Ruoyu, needing to clear her head, got out of the car herself, asked Dalong for some change, and went into the ice cream shop.

Sitting in her Mercedes, Liu Xiulin looked out the window. After playing ball for two hours, her boundless energy had finally subsided somewhat. Lately, she had been exercising more frequently, but her libido seemed to be only increasing. The beautiful woman wondered if she had reached her sexual peak. Perhaps she should find a lover to release her pent-up desires, but where could she find a man she liked?

The car suddenly stopped. Liu Xiulin asked the driver, "What's wrong?"

"Chairman, there seems to be a problem with the car. I'll go take a look."

The driver got out of the car. Bored, Liu Xiulin looked around and saw a Bentley parked in front of an ice cream shop. She couldn't help but wonder, "Are the ice creams at this shop really that good?"

Li Ruoyu ordered two ice cream deliveries, paid, and walked to the corner near the door when she suddenly bumped into a man. His arm was still recovering, and with a casual push, she pressed her hand against a full, firm, and bouncy area. The woman cried out softly, trying to block with her hand, but her wrist struck the man's watch with a crisp sound. Li Ruoyu stopped, staring intently, and was stunned.

Before her stood a short-haired beauty, her face contorted with anger, her eyebrows furrowed. She wore a white, open-front blazer, and her pale yellow fitted sweater was stained with the ice cream Li Ruoyu had just bought. Tall and slender, with stunning beauty and an imposing air of nobility, her beauty rivaling that of Zhu Ziling and Su He, only more radiant. Looking down, she saw a jade bracelet shattered in two; it was the bracelet that had struck the watch.

Li Ruoyu felt extremely apologetic and hurriedly said, "Miss..." But

when she saw the diamond ring on the beautiful woman's ring finger, she quickly changed her words, "Madam, I'm so sorry, it was my fault. You see, I broke your things. Don't worry, I will definitely compensate you."

"This is an old item from the Qing Dynasty palace. What are you going to use to compensate me?"

Li Ruoyu was a little annoyed by the beautiful woman's disdainful tone. She called over a waiter, took a piece of paper, wrote her name and phone number on it, and said, "This is my contact information. You can give me an estimate, and I will definitely compensate you."

After saying that, she walked out.

Liu Xiulin looked at the paper and murmured, "Li Ruoyu, Li Ruoyu, why does that name sound familiar?"

Turning around, she saw Li Ruoyu get into the Bentley. "Could it be that Li Ruoyu? What a coincidence, that's interesting."

Remembering that Li Ruoyu had just pressed her hand against her chest, she couldn't help but smile, completely ignoring the broken jade bracelet, and walked out as well. ...

"Dongfang Cuidu, what a good name,"

Erhu said with a loud laugh.

Shi Jing and his men sat in the newly acquired VIP room of the club, looking at the documents in their hands.

"Big brother, which day is the auspicious day? We'll have a huge celebration!"

"Wait, the manager we hired is still preparing, and we don't have enough girls from the PR mom. We'll talk about it once we've recruited enough."

"Aren't they recruiting? Boss, can I go take a look?"

Shi Jing glared at her. "Stay put and don't cause any trouble."

Li Mengrou looked at the sign: Dongfang Cuidu. Yes, this was it. After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and went inside. When she arrived at the recruitment room, several brightly dressed young girls came out. She hesitated again, but finally mustered up the courage to enter the room. A man and a woman were sitting there.

The two of them were stunned when they saw Li Mengrou. The woman in front of them was dressed plainly, with light makeup, but she was incredibly alluring from the inside out. Even if Bao Si were reborn or Daji were reincarnated, she wouldn't be as beautiful as her.

"You...you're here to apply?"

"Yes..."

"You know we're recruiting hostesses, right?"

"Yes..."

"Name, age, where are you from?"

"Do we still need to ask these questions? Li Mengrou, 24 years old, from Suzhou."

"Have you done this before?"

"No."

Tears were already welling up in Li Mengrou's eyes.

The woman suddenly said, "Take off your clothes, just your underwear."

Li Mengrou trembled as she took off her clothes, and the two men stared even more intently. A perfect, snow-white, and delicate body was revealed before them. Her white bra couldn't contain her proud, erect D-cup breasts, revealing glimpses of flesh. Her smooth, satin-like abdomen, her slender waist that could be grasped in one hand, and even more alluring were her plump, round buttocks. Her two long, jade-like legs were tightly pressed together, it was simply a match made in heaven.

The woman's eyes blazed with jealousy. She snapped impatiently, "Put your clothes on! It's not a beauty pageant. What's so great about being a prostitute? Give me your ID!"

Li Mengrou put on her clothes and stammered, "Can't I have an ID?"

"How can that be? This is a very high-class club. Who knows if you're a fugitive?"

Li Mengrou had no choice but to take out her ID and hand it over.

The man took it and looked at it. "Li Mengrou, Suzhou, 1970… No, no, isn't that forty-two? How old are you really?"

Li Mengrou lowered her head, stammering, unsure what to say. "I…I…I am forty-two…"

"Really?"

The man and woman were stunned. The woman walked closer to Li Mengrou, looking her up and down, front and back, even touching her face. "How do you maintain your youthful appearance? Do you have any family secrets? Tell me, I'll pay you!"

the woman said urgently.

"No, I…I was born this way,"

Li Mengrou said softly.

The woman was very disappointed, glaring at Li Mengrou with envy and jealousy, before returning to her seat. "Leave your phone number. Someone will call you to start work later. Go downstairs to pay a 3,000 yuan deposit, 10% for tips, and 20% for the service. You can go now."

Li Mengrou silently packed her things and left.

The man suddenly sighed, "If this woman wanted to, she could become Shanghai's most popular courtesan!"

...

A small town near Suzhou.

"How much?"

"Twenty yuan."

The young man took out his wallet, handed a hundred-yuan bill to the restaurant owner, who went to get change. At this moment, two men in black entered the restaurant, seemingly looking for someone, looking around. The young man's expression changed drastically when he saw them, and he got up and ran towards the restaurant's kitchen. The two men also noticed the young man and gave chase. The customers were unaware of what was happening when suddenly a gunshot rang out. The two men in black quickly ducked down, and the restaurant erupted in chaos as everyone fled. A few minutes later, the men had disappeared.

Chapter 47 A Beautiful and Charming Woman

"Chief Huang, this is it."

Huang Yiman entered the restaurant, which had already been cleared out. After walking back and forth twice, the beautiful woman called over a local Suzhou criminal police officer and asked, "Any leads?"

"Not yet. We only found out after examining the bullets that it was the same gun used in the shooting case where you were. According to witnesses, someone was chasing the gunman, and he was forced to fire. You know, although this is a small town, there are many small factories and migrant workers. From the on-site interviews, the suspect seems to have a northern accent. After the incident, we immediately organized a comprehensive search and set up roadblocks, but we didn't find anything of value."

"Hmm, thank you for your hard work. This case is a key case supervised by the city. Our municipal bureau will communicate with your superior department to transfer the investigative authority to us." "

Don't worry, Chief Huang, we will definitely cooperate to the best of our ability."

"Also, be sure to keep it confidential,"

Huang Yiman said softly.

"Okay."

One of Huang Yiman's subordinates came over and asked, "Chief Huang, should we stay here and continue this?"

Huang Yiman shook her head. "No need. This person won't be coming back here."

"Then where will he go?"

Huang Yiman glared at her subordinate. "Are you really stupid or just pretending? The most likely place for this person to go is Shanghai." "Really

? Doesn't he know we're searching for him everywhere?"

"Hmph, if he really wanted to run away, why wouldn't he go somewhere far away? Why is he so close to Shanghai? He could have gone to Antarctica in these days. Don't forget, the person he wants to kill isn't dead yet! Go and bring the hotel owner back. Go back to Shanghai and find an image expert to draw a portrait. Hurry up!"

...

Li Ruoyu tugged at her tight tie. At this moment, the man missed Fang Meiyuan terribly. If she were by his side, he wouldn't have to worry about such a small matter. Unfortunately, Lan Xueying was by his side now. The young woman seemed to enjoy seeing the man's pathetic state, with a gloating expression.

"How much can we earn from that project the American mentioned?"

"We'll get a 3% commission, which is around 30 million. Even after deducting human resource costs, the profit is still considerable."

Li Ruoyu curled her lip. "People say real estate is extremely profitable, but I think it's far from finance. At least real estate involves building houses, while you guys just talk the talk." "

That's different. Trading financial derivatives like this carries significant risks. Besides, opportunities to cooperate with Morgan Stanley are rare."

"Hmm, I remember that American's name, Robert, Executive Vice President of Morgan Stanley Asia Pacific." "Not Robert, it's Robert." Lan Xueying corrected her quite seriously.

Li Ruoyu suddenly said with a grin, "Cousin Xueying, are you going to choose to make my bow tie or go back to the company to continue being the most beautiful teacher in the world?"

"Pah, you're so frivolous, I'm not your secretary!"

She then burst into laughter, her smile as bright as a flower. ...

After finishing the small meeting with her American business partners, Li Ruoyu went to Huayu Entertainment. These days, Huang Rong and the Huayu employees were very busy. The settlement evaluation of the last movie, the upcoming start of filming for the new movie in collaboration with Feng Changwei, and five or six film and television project proposals were all sent to Huang Rong's desk. The "Beautiful Witch" competition took up most of Fang Meiyuan's energy. After the auditions, it was time for the official recording.

"What a coincidence, Sister Lan is here too."

As soon as she entered Huang Rong's office, she saw Fang Lan.

"Chairman Li, why are you running around here every few days instead of staying at Hengxin?"

Fang Lan asked with a smile.

"I'm just thinking about Sister Lan!"

Li Ruoyu sat down next to Fang Lan.

"You're not being honest. If you're thinking about me, why don't you come to my company to see me? Why come here instead?"

"Sister Lan, is there something wrong with me? I don't know where I went wrong?"

Li Ruoyu's hand unconsciously wrapped around Fang Lan's slender waist. Fang Lan was quite generous, letting the man embrace her. Huang Rong suddenly coughed, "Ruoyu, are you feeling better?"

"I'm alright, eating and sleeping well, but it'll take some time for my arm to fully recover."

"Alright, let's talk about serious matters. What are your thoughts on the cinema development? Is the progress a bit slow? I don't want to suffer from their bad temper again this summer. Also, the police haven't made any progress on your attack, your safety is still a big concern."

Li Ruoyu's hand never left Fang Lan's waist. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I've been too busy lately, and with this matter, I haven't been able to check on the cinema's progress. But I heard from Sister Yuan that it's going quite smoothly. The provincial capital and Beijing locations are already confirmed, and Shanghai is next. I don't want to keep asking Li Chaolie for help, but site selection isn't something that can be done on a whim; we have to wait for the right opportunity." "

Could you have the person in charge of the cinema project come to Shanghai? Let's sit down and talk. I have some suggestions to share."

"Okay, I'll have someone notify them right away. As for this case... I don't really have any clue. What's meant to be will be. I just hope I'm lucky. I'll just be more careful in the future."

"You should be careful and bring a few more people with you,"

Fang Lan interjected.

At this moment, Fang Meiyuan walked in.

"President Huang, the promotional video for the 'Beautiful Witch' filmed by Xu Ruyun is ready. Want to see it? Oh, Ruoyu's here too."

"Of course I want to see it, let's go."

The group arrived at the conference room. Fang Meiyuan turned on her computer, and a video slowly appeared on the projector screen. It first showcased the important responsibilities women hold in various industries: politics, business, scientific research, education, art, and so on. Then the scene shifted to a blue sea and sky, with a white yacht cutting through the waves. A bikini-clad beauty stood gracefully at the bow, her breasts prominent, her waist narrow and hips full, incredibly sexy. Her long black hair danced in the wind, and her milky-white skin was bathed in a radiant golden light. The camera zoomed in, revealing a stunningly beautiful woman with exquisite features smiling sweetly at the camera. The accompanying voiceover read: "New era, new woman, new image. If she is a beautiful witch, accept the challenge.

" After the promotional video finished, Huang Rong frowned slightly and said, "Isn't it a bit tacky?"

"I think it's alright,"

Li Ruoyu smiled.

"I think you just think Xu Ruyun is pretty!"

Fang Lan rolled her eyes at the man, then turned to Huang Rong, "Girl, you've found a formidable opponent. Xu Ruyun is no pushover."

"That's what makes it interesting. Besides, when have I ever lost?"

Huang Rong smiled slightly.

"President Huang, if it's suitable, I've had it sent to the TV station."

Fang Meiyuan asked.

"Hmm, you can cut more of Xu Ruyun's scenes."

"Okay, I'll have someone finish it and show it to you."

"No need, just do what you think is best."

Li Ruoyu stood up, "You're all so busy, I won't bother you any longer. I have to go back to Hengxin."

"Wait, tomorrow night is a celebration banquet for Tang Xinglei's crew. You have to come."

"Understood."

Li Ruoyu smiled and left Huayu Entertainment. ...

After finishing the interview with the Economic Observer, Liu Xiulin returned to her chairman's office. Dealing with reporters was always irritating. Her secretary brought her a cup of coffee, and Liu Xiulin turned her slightly sore neck. Throughout the interview, the beautiful woman seemed somewhat distracted, and she nearly made a mistake if the reporter hadn't repeatedly reminded her.

Liu Xiulin kept thinking about Li Ruoyu, but more than Li Ruoyu himself, she was thinking about his identity—Lan Ruoyun's godson. What would Lan Ruoyun's expression be if she seduced Li Ruoyu? This thought swirled in Liu Xiulin's mind like a mischievous imp, incredibly exciting. And what about the conflict between the Lan and Liu families? The beautiful woman fell into deep thought. After a long while, Liu Xiulin seemed to have made up her mind. This was just a game, a very fun one, and everything was under her control, because she was Liu Xiulin, the eternal victor!

"Chairwoman Liu, the Louis Vuitton designer has sent over the concept sketches for the clothes you'll be wearing at the charity show. Would you like to take a look?"

"Tell them I want to see the ones Lan Ruoyun will be using. Also, have the designer come here to see me."

Liu Xiulin raised her flawless chin and said calmly, holding a piece of paper with Li Ruoyu's name and phone number written on it in her delicate hand. …

Li Mengrou stared blankly at the huge "Pawn" character on the pawnshop's door. The gilded lettering seemed to mock her. How utterly destitute had she fallen? After paying rent and the deposit to Dongfang Cui Du, she was practically penniless. In this era where CPI was rising faster than Formula One, in Shanghai, a city teeming with people, without money meant nothing. Although at least ten men had tried to woo her these past few days—a supermarket owner, a real estate agent, even a steamed bun vendor—Li Mengrou was used to it all and didn't find it strange. She simply tried to avoid them. This time, she was determined to survive on her own, even if it meant becoming a hostess. But firstly, the notice hadn't arrived yet, and secondly, she needed several nice outfits for this line of work. The clothes she brought to Shanghai were all for everyday wear, and besides, she didn't have any suitable clothes for the club. But clothes cost real money, and right now, where would she get the money? Li Mengrou touched her backpack, gritted her teeth, and walked into the pawnshop.

The pawnshop was deserted, with only a few employees chatting idly. Seeing a customer arrive, one of the employees went to greet her.

"Hello, do you want to pawn something?"

"I...yes."

"What is it?"

Li Mengrou took a purple satin pouch from her backpack and reluctantly handed it to the employee. The employee took it and poured out an item: a smooth, white jade lock, exquisitely carved, with silk thread threaded through the hole—clearly a personal item carried close to the body. The employee looked at it, then turned and called out, "Old Wang, Old Wang! A customer! Take a look at this."

A man in his fifties, with a sleazy appearance, came out from the back room and leisurely approached the counter.

"What is it? Let me see."

The man took out a magnifying glass, examined the jade lock carefully for a while, then smelled it. "This is Burmese jade, the workmanship is quite fine. Is it yours?"

Li Mengrou nodded vigorously. She always carried this item with her. Although she couldn't remember where it came from after losing her memory, she knew it was likely related to her past. She wouldn't have pawned it unless she was desperate.

"Do you have a purchase receipt?"

"No..."

"That's troublesome. What if you got this from an illegitimate source? Wouldn't that cause us trouble?"

Li Mengrou was anxious. "I... I just want to pawn it for a few thousand yuan. I'll come back to redeem it in a month."

The man looked at the jade lock again. "Alright, I can only give you five thousand yuan. The term is one month, and the interest is the market rate. If you agree, I'll issue a pawn ticket."

Li Mengrou nodded, fighting back tears, wrote the pawn ticket, signed it, and left with the money. The man fiddled with the jade lock and suddenly said, "This thing should have some accessories."

...

Li Ruoyu felt a little strange. Although it was only natural to compensate for damaged property, meeting at a restaurant seemed odd. However, the woman was exceptionally beautiful, unlike Zhu Ziling's dignified demeanor or Su He's seductive allure. She possessed both Lan Ruoyun's queenly aura and Huang Rong's elite air, like a sharp sword, seemingly surveying all living beings. Recalling accidentally touching the woman's high, firm breasts, their incredibly alluring elasticity, she couldn't help but feel a longing.

The car stopped in front of a Western restaurant. Li Ruoyu got out and entered. It was quiet, without even a greeter. The man found it strange; had he come to the wrong place? Looking inside, he saw the large restaurant empty except for one person sitting at a table, leisurely sipping a drink—it was the stunningly beautiful woman.

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