[Fantasy] Three Men Make a Wolf (Complete) - 1-3

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[Synopsis]

A single act of voyeurism, two explicit photos, ignite the lustful desires of two teenagers.

Conspiracy, collusion, and forced sexual assault—how can a reserved 28-year-old woman endure such physical humiliation? And what is the true identity of the big boss she's in love with?

Genre: Modern/Other/General Romance/Drama

Keywords: Jiang Xinyue, Abusive Love, Incest

Chapter 001: The Case of Mother Murder

Lin Nan rushed out of his office after receiving Jiang Cheng's call. He met Jiang Cheng halfway there and saw Jiang Xinyue, pale-faced, being helped out of the car by Jiang Cheng. He felt extremely distressed. He quickly dragged and carried her into the car, bought her a cup of hot milk at a roadside stall, and handed it to her. Her fingers, gripping the paper cup, were still trembling slightly. "What happened? Drink something hot." Watching her drink the hot milk little by little, he restarted the car.

"It's too cruel..." Jiang Xinyue leaned her head back on the soft seat, closing her eyes and murmuring softly. She arrived at the crime scene immediately after receiving Jiang Cheng's tip. In that small, simple bungalow, the victim, Hou, had died a gruesome death, stabbed more than a dozen times in the chest, her body soaked in blood. Ignoring her fear, she followed Jiang Cheng and the others to an internet cafe where they arrested the murderer—the victim's son, a fifteen-year-old boy. When the boy saw his mother's body again, his neck stiff and his face fierce and rebellious, Jiang Xinyue felt a deep sorrow for the mother.

“I never imagined something like this would happen. Why would he kill his mother who raised him with such hardship for fifteen years? She lived at the very bottom of society, but she worked two jobs every day, from dawn till dusk, so that her son could receive an education like everyone else. And he just turned on his own mother because she objected to him skipping school to play online games and refused to give him any more money for internet access?”

“Alright, don’t think about it anymore.” Lin Nan looked at her with pity. “Actually, the crime rate among teenagers from single-parent families has always been high. There are two main underlying reasons: first, the lack of paternal or maternal love causes personality defects in children; second, the lack of communication between parents and children leads to a lack of affection. Today is a typical example. Okay, next time something like this happens, I will definitely not let you go. I need to tell Jiang Cheng to call me next time there’s a situation.”

Jiang Xinyue was deep in thought about Lin Nan’s words. Lin Nan’s words did make sense and touched her deeply.

“Don’t go home today, come to my place. I’m worried about you looking like this,” Lin Nan said softly. He glanced at Jiang Xinyue for her opinion, and she didn’t object, nodding gently. A smile appeared on Lin Nan’s lips.

Jiang Xinyue came out of the bathroom wearing Lin Nan’s white shirt. Lin Nan was just coming in with a tray, and a pleasant fragrance immediately filled the room. Lin Nan placed the tray on the table, wrapped Jiang Xinyue in a blanket, and carried her to the bed. He fed her spoonful by spoonful, and the two of them finished their dinner, taking turns eating.

Lin Nan stroked Jiang Xinyue’s half-dry hair. “We haven’t been together for two months, have we?”

“Really?” Xinyue mumbled sleepily.

“Of course.” Lin Nan pinched her cheek. “You’re always so cold to me at the company.”

“Really?”

“Yes.” Lin Nan unbuttoned her shirt. Her underwear had just been washed, so she wasn’t wearing anything under her shirt. Lin Nan’s eyes darkened, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips. She tilted her head back and hooked her arms around his neck to kiss him back. He pulled her close, and her bare chest pressed tightly against his chest.

Footsteps came from the hallway outside. Jiang Xinyue hurriedly released Lin Nan. Lin Nan gently pecked her lips, which he had kissed until they were rosy, and comforted her, “It’s okay, Dongdong is back.” Jiang Xinyue knew that Dongdong was his son.

Dongdong, whom Lin Nan was talking about, was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. At this moment, the boy’s tall shadow was cast obliquely on the wall. He paused at Lin Nan’s door for a moment, then turned around and opened his own bedroom door. He was as tall as Lin Nan, with a slender and well-proportioned figure and an extremely handsome and refined face. Every move he made carried the elegance and composure of a manga prince.

He saw a woman's handbag on the living room sofa. It was rare for his father to bring a woman home for the night, but he had always known that Lin Nan had a steady female companion. He casually turned on the computer and started typing. After a few keystrokes, the scene in Lin Nan's bedroom appeared on the screen.

Sure enough, something was going on. The boy smiled silently. However, he couldn't see the woman. Lin Nan's body completely blocked her view. They were kissing, and a men's shirt had slipped off on the floor. It seemed that the woman was petite. Judging from the situation, a good show was about to begin.

Chapter 002 Forbidden Voyeurism (H)

"Curtains..." Jiang Xinyue muttered softly during a break from kissing. Actually, this was a detached villa, and there was no danger even if the curtains weren't drawn. However, Lin Nan always respected Xinyue's opinion. He let her go to close the curtains, and as soon as he left, the naked Jiang Xinyue was completely exposed to the boy's view.

The young man squinted, observing the woman on the screen with considerable interest. She wasn't exceptionally beautiful, not stunningly so, but rather pleasing to the eye. She had a small, delicate face, refined features, and slightly curved upper eyelids that made her eyes resemble two crescent moons. Even when she wasn't smiling, her eyes always seemed to hold a hint of laughter. Seeing that youthful face, she must have been only twenty-two or twenty-three years old. His father was clearly having an affair with such a young woman. What kind of figure would such a beautiful young woman possess? His gaze drifted downwards—

it must be said that any man would react to such a figure. She was slender, petite, with porcelain-like, smooth, and fair skin. Her breasts, small and delicate, were perfectly proportioned, like ripe peaches, tempting one to take a bite. Although the boy was only sixteen, he possessed a cunning and patience beyond his years. At this moment, his erection was stirring within him. Looking down at his slowly bulging crotch, he teased, "Hey, bro, you're making me proud."

Lin Nan walked back, picked up Jiang Xinyue, and her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, their private parts rubbing together intimately. Seeing her shy face, Lin Nan's eyes were full of tenderness. "Shall we change positions today?" Jiang Xinyue nodded. Her hands were wrapped around his neck, her legs around his waist, and his strong hands supported her buttocks. He pushed her buttocks back slightly, parting their private parts a little. His erect penis searched for the most suitable entry point. Only then did Xinyue realize what position he meant, and she couldn't help but twist her body. "I'm very heavy, are you sure you can handle it? Don't throw me around for a while."

Lin Nan chuckled and couldn't help but pinch her cheek. Jiang Xinyue lost her balance and couldn't help but let out a cry. Lin Nan quickly caught her again. Her body was restless, and with his hands trying to hold her, he couldn't get her to enter after several attempts. His penis grazed her from the side, causing her body to tremble.

"Good girl, use your hands to hold it in place." He instructed her. Her face was full of understanding, and she rarely acted coquettishly. "I don't want to..." "Good girl," he kissed her, making her face ticklish. She turned her head away, but in the end, she couldn't resist and did as he said. He slowly pushed her small buttocks towards him, penetrating her little by little. She trembled slightly, gripping him tightly. When he was fully inside, he pulled her away again, starting slowly and gradually increasing the pace. Jiang Xinyue was completely controlled by Lin Nan, involuntarily stroking the man's huge whip. She was covered in sweat, panting softly. Neither of them knew that a pair of eyes were watching them.

The image on the screen was exceptionally clear: the contact of the man and woman's private parts, the small buttocks being pushed and shoved by the man's large hands, the two constantly bouncing little white rabbits, and the bright red strawberry quietly blooming at the tip. He wasn't a voyeur; he initially just wanted to see who his father's woman was, but unknowingly, he watched the whole thing. He shut down the computer, took a cold shower, and when he came out, his groin was still swollen. He cursed softly, then turned the computer back on and froze on the only frame of Jiang Xinyue's frontal nude picture. The boy watched her and began to masturbate until a large amount of semen sprayed onto the screen and slowly dripped down her small face and white body. Only then did his heavy breathing gradually subside. He then went in and took a hot shower before going to sleep.

He, who rarely dreamed, inexplicably dreamed of that woman. His slender fingers caressed her delicate, palm-sized face countless times, finally stripping her naked and relentlessly venting his excess energy on her body until dawn.

Chapter 003 Young Jiang Diaokai

When Jiang Xinyue woke up in the morning, her head was still groggy. Lin Nan had already gone to work; he had granted her two days off, telling her to rest well and spend time with him. Leaning against the bed, she thought about her dream from the previous night, still feeling a lingering fear.

Last night, she dreamed of Jiang Diaokai, vaguely still looking like he was fourteen years old, with a youthful face and cold eyes. He held a fruit knife in his hand and stabbed her without hesitation. She shuddered and woke up. Her hand was still pressed against her abdomen, her palms sweaty. Her back was pressed against Lin Nan's broad chest; he always habitually held her waist while sleeping. He, a light sleeper, also woke up and softly asked her what was wrong.

She shook her head and snuggled closer to him, not wanting to disturb his sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep again, her mind racing.

How long had it been since she'd been back to her parents' house? How long had it been since she'd seen Jiang Diaokai? So long she'd almost forgotten how long it had been, so in her dreams, Jiang Diaokai was still fourteen, even though he was already sixteen! Her parents had urged her to come home several times, but she always used being busy as an excuse. Was she really that busy? Only she knew; she was just avoiding the issue.

It wasn't that she didn't care about Jiang Diaokai; after all, they shared the same blood. She would always call her parents to ask about him, and their answers were always the same: he was fine, very well-behaved, and she shouldn't worry. At first, she believed them, but her mother's tone was so convincing that she started to doubt. She called his homeroom teacher, whose story completely contradicted her parents'. In the teacher's eyes, Jiang Diaokai was a troublesome child. She worried, hesitated to go back, but kept putting it off.

"Actually, the high crime rate among teenagers from single-parent families is mainly due to two underlying reasons: first, the lack of paternal or maternal love leads to personality defects in children; second, the lack of communication between parents and children results in a lack of family affection..." Lin Nan's words echoed in her ears, like a heavy blow to her heart. She quickly stood up, hurriedly dressed and packed her luggage. She decided to go back to City B.

City A is about a four-hour drive from City B. She sent Lin Nan a text message after getting on the bus. Lin Nan called quickly. She simply said that she missed her parents and wanted to go home to see them. Looking at the scenery along the way through the window, her heart was chaotic and hesitant. Every time she returned to City B, she felt a slight fear when she was about to see Jiang Diaokai. What should she say to him as her first words? How would he react when he saw her... Thinking about these pointless questions gave her a headache, and her palms were sweating nervously.

Jiang Xinyue's sudden return gave her parents a big surprise. Her father chuckled as he took her luggage, while her mother complained, "So you know how to come back!"

Jiang Xinyue peeked into the house, "Has Xiao Kai not gotten out of school yet?"

"Not yet," her mother said, pulling Jiang Xinyue to sit on the sofa, looking her up and down and remarking how thin she looked.

Her father added, "How did this girl know to come home?"

"I missed you," Jiang Xinyue said sweetly, glancing at the clock in the living room. It was already six o'clock; did school get out this late now? After chatting with her parents for a few moments, she went downstairs to buy a watermelon, remembering that Jiang Diao Kai loved watermelon.

As she walked with the watermelon, a sudden "whoosh" sound came from behind her. She jumped back quickly, but it was too late; a motorcycle grazed her arm as it flew past, the bag falling to the ground, and the watermelon shattering into pieces.

"Hey—" she yelled angrily, but only saw a figure in a white t-shirt; the motorcycle disappeared in the blink of an eye. She could only accept her bad luck, carrying the rotten watermelon home. Her mother opened the door and, seeing the watermelon in her hand,

exclaimed, "This—what happened?" Jiang Xinyue forced a dry laugh, "I accidentally dropped it and broke it."

"You," her mother tapped her forehead, "really, what can I say to you? I just asked you to buy a watermelon and you brought back a rotten one."

Just then, the doorbell rang. Jiang Xinyue's heart skipped a beat. Her mother went to open the door, and Jiang Xinyue stared blankly at the boy who entered. The familiar white t-shirt had a frosted, super-unique skull on the front and back—the skull that had just given Jiang Xinyue a chill in her angry glimpse was now swaggering in front of her. That person was Jiang Diaokai!

She was puzzled, somewhat unable to believe that the somewhat unfamiliar boy who walked in was Jiang Diaokai. When did he grow so tall? So handsome? So strong? Where did the little boy, slightly shorter than her with a youthful face, go? The boy before her was tall and strong, dressed in a white t-shirt and ripped jeans—a simple, slightly disheveled outfit that couldn't hide his vibrant youth, bright personality, and inherent coolness.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home," the boy said casually, glancing at Jiang Xinyue out of the corner of his eye before heading straight for his bedroom.

"Xiao Kai, didn't you see your sister's back?" Jiang's father reminded him, a little annoyed.

"Oh…you're back…" the boy replied dismissively without turning around.

"Bang!" The boy slammed the door shut.

Jiang's parents looked embarrassed, taking a moment to react. Jiang's mother pulled Jiang Xinyue aside and whispered, "Xiaoyue, don't mind him. Xiao Kai, you know, he's a little shy around strangers, he'll be fine in a couple of days."

"I know, Mom," Jiang Xinyue smiled.

Jiang's father cut the watermelon, and Jiang's mother called Jiang Diaokai to come and eat it. The watermelon was smashed, and the cut pieces looked particularly messy. Jiang Xinyue picked out a better piece and handed it to Jiang Diaokai, who accepted it without ceremony.

Jiang's mother said, "Your sister knows you love watermelon, so she went to buy you some as soon as she got back. She's always so forgetful; she must have smuggled it along the way, causing it to fall like this."

Jiang Diaokai looked up at Jiang Xinyue, his lips stained a bright red with watermelon juice, as if he were smiling, but it was a smile that wasn't quite a smile. Jiang Xinyue unconsciously tugged at her clothes. She noticed that his eyes were exceptionally beautiful, dark and deep, yet sharp and cold when he looked at people, with a hint of mockery in his pupils, like embedding a deep, dark sea into clear ice. He probably recognized her already; this time, the culprit behind the watermelon was him, not her.

She exchanged a few words with him, but the boy always seemed perfunctory. He had the ability to condense ten sentences into a single word in his reply, repeatedly thwarting their conversation. Jiang Xinyue wanted to get closer to him, but after a few exchanges, she felt utterly defeated.

Chapter 004

After dinner, while clearing the table, Jiang Xinyue told her parents her intentions. She wanted to bring Jiang Diaokai to City A. On one hand, City A was more prosperous, and its educational resources were much richer than City B. On the other hand, she wanted to repair her relationship with Jiang Diaokai. Jiang's parents were silent for a moment before finally nodding in agreement, but they still wanted her to consult Jiang Diaokai's opinion. As long as Jiang Diaokai agreed, everything would be okay.

Jiang Xinyue hesitated for a moment outside Jiang Diaokai's door before knocking. There was no response the first time, but on the second time, she heard a brief "Come in" from inside. She cautiously pushed the door open and entered. Jiang Diaokai was facing away from her, engrossed in a computer game. Although Jiang Xinyue didn't approve of teenagers being too addicted to the internet, she had to admit that Jiang Diaokai looked really cool playing games. He was incredibly skilled in the game, his fingers flying across the screen as he commanded his weapons. He didn't turn around, seemingly unconcerned about who had entered. Jiang Xinyue stood beside him for a while, completely feeling invisible.

If she hadn't spoken first, he definitely wouldn't have remembered there was a third person in his room. Jiang Xinyue mustered her courage and said, "Akai, I want to take you to B City. Mom and Dad have agreed. What do you think?"

About 30 seconds later, Jiang Diaokai's fingers stopped moving. He turned to look at her, his gaze sharp and swift like a cold blade cutting into Jiang Xinyue's heart. "What did you say?" he asked, his brow furrowing slightly as he spoke.

Jiang Xinyue shuddered, her voice hesitant. "I want to bring you to City A. The educational resources there are much better than in City B."

"Me, all by myself?" Jiang Diaokai pointed to himself.

"Yes, Mom and Dad still have to work. Once they retire, they can come live with us in City A." Jiang Xinyue's nose was sweating slightly

. She was really bad at communicating with boys her age; she could never figure out what they were thinking. "We're going to live together, just you and me?" Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow, looking incredulous.

"Yes." Jiang Xinyue nodded vigorously. She didn't find it unbelievable. Shouldn't she and Jiang Diaokai live together?

"Are you sure?" He leaned closer, staring at her. His eyes always gave Jiang Xinyue a sense of unfathomable depth, like falling into a cold, deep well. Her heart trembled slightly, but she nodded firmly, saying, "I'm sure." After saying that, something seemed to flash through her mind—an inexplicable unease, perhaps an uncertain premonition. She later realized she had a premonition, but those premonitions were too vague. If she had the ability to foresee the future, she certainly wouldn't have been so determined to live with Jiang Diaokai. But what else could she do? She had no choice; she and Jiang Diaokai were destined to be entangled in a tragic fate.

"Since you've already decided, why ask for my opinion?" The boy sat up straight, continuing to play his game, ignoring her.

Jiang Xinyue stood there blankly for a few seconds before understanding Jiang Diaokai's meaning. He agreed? He agreed! The corners of her lips slowly curved upwards, until the smile reached her eyes. She was genuinely happy, genuinely happy from the bottom of her heart. Because when she entered the room, she hadn't expected Jiang Diaokai to agree so easily.

"Dad, Mom, A-Kai agreed to go to City A with me..." Her voice was cheerful, involuntarily rising a few octaves higher than usual. Seeing her happy expression, Jiang's parents were also filled with emotion.

Jiang Xinyue returned to City A the next day. She needed to settle everything before bringing Jiang Diaokai over. She tidied up her small study, giving Jiang Diaokai her slightly larger bedroom, and moved into the study herself. She also found a school recommended by Lin Nan: Wancheng High School, the best private high school in City A. The principal of Wancheng High School was Lin Nan's college classmate, and Lin Nan's son, Dongdong, attended the school. Deep down, Jiang

Xinyue wanted to send Jiang Diaokai to the best school, but although her income was decent, it was still beyond her reach for a prestigious school like Wancheng High School. Initially, she hadn't considered Wancheng High School, but Lin Nan, knowing she was looking for a school, enthusiastically helped, saying that Dongdong's tuition was free, and Jiang Diaokai would only need to pay a symbolic fee. Jiang Xinyue usually disliked owing favors, even to Lin Nan, but since this matter concerned Jiang Diaokai's future, she ultimately agreed.

She originally planned to go back to City B alone to pick up Jiang Diaokai, as the long-distance bus from City A to City B was quite convenient. However, Lin Nan insisted on driving with her, saying he wanted to meet his future brother-in-law. Jiang Xinyue declined several times, but seeing Lin Nan's determination, and worried that Jiang Diaokai wouldn't be used to long-distance bus travel, she gave up. Even so, Lin Nan said she was a good person in every way, except for being too formal.

It was Lin Nan's first time meeting Jiang's parents. Although Jiang Xinyue only introduced him as a colleague, Jiang's parents already understood what was going on from Lin Nan's attentive attitude, so they were exceptionally warm towards him, as if welcoming their future son-in-law. Jiang Diaokai, on the other hand, was as indifferent as ever. When Xinyue introduced him, she said, "This is Lin Nan, you can call him Uncle Lin."

Lin Nan smiled at Xinyue, "Then wouldn't I be taking advantage of you?" Xinyue suddenly blushed, which Jiang Diaokai noticed, but he didn't show any expression, only nodding to Lin Nan. Lin Nan whispered to Xinyue, "Your brother is really cool."

"He's a bit slow to warm up," Xinyue defended Jiang Diaokai, but Lin Nan was already chatting warmly with Jiang's parents. He was a gentleman, completely unconcerned about such trivial matters.

On the way back, Jiang Xinyue sat in the passenger seat, while Jiang Diaokai sat alone in the back. Lin Nan and Xinyue chatted casually and easily. Xinyue occasionally glanced at Jiang Diaokai in the mirror. He always showed her his profile; the young man leaned lazily against the seat, his long legs crossed casually, earphones in both ears, his eyes fixed on the window. His handsome face showed no restraint, only an indifferent detachment. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, thinking, "Why are kids these days so self-centered? So self-centered, making them hard to approach..."

After seeing Lin Nan off, Jiang Xinyue closed the door and turned around. Jiang Diaokai stood in the bedroom doorway, his tall figure making the door behind him look somewhat cartoonish. He looked at Jiang Xinyue, whose skin tightened, inexplicably tense.

"What's your relationship with that man?" Jiang Diaokai asked lazily, his dark eyes sharp.

Xinyue hummed in agreement, carefully choosing her words, "We... work at the same company. He's my boss, and also a colleague I get along with well."

Jiang Diaokai glanced up, silently twitching his lips, then looked away, saying, "Actually, you can let him stay overnight. I won't interfere." With that, Jiang Diaokai took a step back and closed the door.

Jiang Xinyue remained standing there, her face flushed. Are kids these days so direct? So direct it's almost unbearable...

Chapter 005

The luxurious playground of Wancheng Middle School, shaded by lush green trees, was where a comic book-like prelude was slowly unfolding—

two handsome boys who seemed to belong in a comic book had stepped into the mortal world. They ran, jumped, competed, and shot hoops, every move captivating the eye. A circle of girls outside the playground stirred like restless sparrows.

"Nangong Ji, go for it..."

"Nangong Ji, go for it, go for it!"

"Jiang

Diao Kai, go for it..." "Hey, weren't you a fan of Nangong Ji before? You've only been here a few days and you've already switched sides?"

"I really like Nangong Ji, but I like cool guys like Jiang Diao Kai even more. Anyway, Nangong Ji's fans don't need me, so I'll support Jiang Diao Kai from now on."

"Hmph, traitor." "

Jiang Diao Kai will definitely win."

"The winner is Nangong Ji, of course."

blah blah blah...

"Hi!" Nangong Ji tossed the basketball to Jiang Diao Kai, who actually caught it with his index finger. The basketball seemed to be under some kind of magic, spinning on his fingertip, eliciting screams. Afterward, he casually tossed the basketball back into the hoop. The two boys clasped hands, their eyes meeting with admiration and a hint of mutual respect.

"A tie, a tie..."

"Long live Jiang Diaokai! Long live Nangong Ji!!"

The girls quickly swarmed around, white towels fluttering, mineral water bottles waving in their slender hands, screams mingling—

"Jiang Diaokai, choose me..."

"Nangong Ji, please, drink my water..."

...

"Hey!" Suddenly, a roar erupted, Yu Hong, the homeroom teacher of the Diamond Class in the second year of Wancheng Middle School, hands on her hips, glaring "angrily" at the group of crazy girls. Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to her hoarse shouts; the girls continued their fawning.

"You, you, you, and you, I know which class you're in. I'm going to tell your homeroom teacher right now, or you'll lose credits." The warning was effective; the girls were somewhat intimidated by Yu Hong's "threat" and reluctantly dispersed, though Yu Hong was quickly overwhelmed by the girls' glares.

After the tide receded, Yu Hong walked up to the two boys, having to tilt her head back to point at their faces, deliberately ignoring their youthful good looks. "Do you know what time it is? It's class time! Not only did you skip class to play basketball, but you also encouraged the girls to skip class as well..."

“Teacher, we didn’t encourage the girls to skip class. It was their own choice. What can we do?” Nangong Ji shrugged innocently.

“Shut up, Nangong Ji. Don’t think I can’t do anything to you just because the Nangong family is a shareholder in the school. And Jiang Diaokai, I’ll call and report your situation to your parents. You just wait.”

Watching Yu Hong storm off in her high heels, the two boys playfully punched each other and burst into laughter.

Jiang Xinyue didn’t know how long it would take for two people who had never lived together before to adapt to each other. These past few days, she had been trying to adapt to Jiang Diaokai and hoped that he could adapt to her quickly.

These past few days, she had been very careful with Jiang Diaokai, afraid that she might do something wrong and offend him. She wanted to get closer to him and repair the sibling relationship she had neglected for so many years. However, it was all one-sided. Perhaps she was getting “old,” but she couldn’t enter Jiang Diaokai’s world. This boy was always indifferent to her.

For example, when she helped him clean, he would tell her not to touch his things. She never developed the habit of knocking, perhaps because she was too familiar with the room—she had been going in and out frequently just days before—or subconsciously, she felt she was a much older elder. In any case, she only remembered to knock after pushing the door open.

One evening after dinner, she brought a carefully cut watermelon to his room. She was immediately stunned. Strange music was playing, and Jiang Diaokai, dressed in tight-fitting clothes, was dancing energetically. It was the first time she had seen him dance, and his moves were incredibly impressive. Phrases that were currently popular and once looked down upon by her as a writer flashed through her mind: "So cool!" "So awesome!"

Seeing her enter uninvited again, Jiang Diaokai's dark eyes flashed, his cool expression unchanged. His body moved to the rhythm of the music, but centered on her, spinning twice. His youthful, fit body and fluid, handsome movements instantly captivated Jiang Xinyue. Suddenly, he leaned closer, his lips close to her ear, "Don't come into my room so easily anymore." His metallic voice startled Jiang Xinyue. The plate slipped from her grasp, but Jiang Diaokai bent down to catch it, then slumped back into his computer chair, grabbing a slice of watermelon and eating it. Jiang Xinyue stared at him, speechless, her heart pounding.

Don't touch his things, don't come into his room so easily… Jiang Xinyue's hands, which had been tidying up, paused on the coffee table. She glanced at Jiang Diaokai's closed door and sighed softly. She had to admit that there was always a barrier between them, no matter how hard she tried. She remembered the old man downstairs coming over after work today, complaining that it had been incredibly noisy ever since her brother moved in. Jiang Xinyue thought, with Jiang Diaokai dancing in his room, how could the downstairs neighbors possibly have peace? The more she thought about it, the more guilty she felt, apologizing repeatedly and promising to make sure her brother would be more careful in the future.

It seemed she needed to have a serious talk with Jiang Diaokai. She straightened up and went to the bathroom to wash the rag. Just as she dipped it in the water, the living room phone rang, and she rushed out to answer it.

"Hello? It's Teacher Yu..." She listened awkwardly to Yu Hong's incessant chatter, then turned to look at Jiang Diaokai's open door, a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

She was angry, but she could only keep it bottled up inside; she couldn't vent her anger on Jiang Diaokai. The meal was ready. Standing outside his door, she carefully knocked and gently called him to come eat.

She waited for him at the table for a full ten minutes before he finally came out of his room.

"Um... A-Kai, there's something..."

Jiang Diaokai looked up from his bowl, "Mom said not to talk while eating or sleeping."

"Oh..." Yes, Jiang's mother had said that. What an obedient "good child," Jiang Xinyue thought, falling silent.

Only the sounds of eating filled the table; the two didn't exchange a single word. Jiang Xinyue only let out a long sigh of relief when Jiang Diaokai walked back into the room. She put the dishes in the sink and sighed again, "I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy..." She grabbed her phone and sneaked into the bathroom.

"Mom..."

"Xinyue, is Xiaokai being good?" Jiang's mother's voice came from the other end.

"Oh, very good, he's very good..."

Jiang Xinyue walked out of the bathroom dejectedly. She had a lot of complaints to tell her mother, but the words that came out were just, "He's very good, very good, don't worry..."

Chapter 006

Jiang Xinyue stood at the door of Jiang Diaokai's bedroom, raised her hand and then lowered it, placing it on her chest to calm herself before gently knocking.

The door opened abruptly from the inside. Jiang Xinyue was slightly stunned, not expecting it to be so quick this time. Being tall has its advantages. He stood inside the doorway, she outside, an invisible distance separating them. His shadow loomed over her, his casually dark eyes watching her. Although she was much older than him, she instantly felt an invisible pressure.

Jiang Diaokai didn't speak, his hand on the door handle, his naturally mocking eyes looking down at her, making her slightly uncomfortable.

"I want to talk to you, can we sit down and talk?" Jiang Xinyue asked cautiously, feeling that she had failed as an older sister.

Jiang Diaokai shrugged, taking a step back to let her in; he always knew how to conserve words. Jiang Xinyue sat on his bed, Jiang Diaokai sat in the computer chair.

Jiang Xinyue carefully organized her thoughts before speaking, "There are two things I need to tell you. I received a call from your homeroom teacher today. She said... you've skipped class multiple times and even instigated girls from several other classes to skip class as well, seriously disrupting school order... Although I was a little angry when I received the call, I still want to hear your explanation; also, could you please stop dancing at home? If you still want to dance, I can get you a gym membership. The old man downstairs is quite upset; he came to our door today. He has a heart condition, so... you should probably dance less in the future... Do you have something to say to me?" Jiang Xinyue looked at him expectantly, hoping he would give her a reasonable explanation.

"So it's true." Jiang Diao muttered something, then looked up at her, "Do you believe what our teacher says?"

Jiang Xinyue frowned in confusion. Would her teacher lie to her?

“Looks like you believe her,” Jiang Diaokai said. “But there’s an open secret at Wancheng Middle School, do you know what it is? It’s that Teacher Yu suffers from mild paranoia. Do you think her words are believable? By the way, have you heard this story? When a young man who loved to dance moved into the apartment above an elderly person with Alzheimer’s, after a while, the Alzheimer’s patient miraculously recovered. A research institution then issued a report: noise can moderately prevent and treat Alzheimer’s. You must have come across such a significant research finding when you were covering the news, right?”

“What?” She frowned. Jiang Diaokai, who always spoke very briefly, had actually opened his mouth for the first time. Paranoia, Alzheimer’s… what was he talking about? She started to get a headache.

“Paranoia? How did you even come up with that? What was your sister’s reaction?” Nangong Ji asked with a smile.

“She didn’t seem to react much,” Jiang Diaokai said. “She stood up and left after hearing that.”

Nangong Ji smiled and looked down. “Your sister is quite interesting.”

“Interesting?” Jiang Diaokai glanced at him sideways.

“If I were your sister, I would have given you a good scolding by now. Your sister is actually able to keep her composure.” Nangong Ji’s gaze inadvertently shifted, and he gestured towards Jiang Diaokai with his lip. Jiang Diaokai turned to look.

Yu Hong walked over from a distance. Her slightly plump body was encased in a coffee-colored tight-fitting suit, highlighting her curves. She wore high heels that were at least seven inches long, and her gait was graceful.

“Don’t you think… she’s very flirtatious?” Nangong Ji asked slowly.

“She is indeed very flirtatious,” Jiang Diaokai replied.

After school, the bustling school suddenly became quiet. Yu Hong was packing her things and was about to leave when she heard someone knocking on the door. She had just said “Come in” when she saw Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai walk in one after the other.

"Is something the matter?" she asked, somewhat surprised.

"It's about my studies, I wanted to ask the teacher," Nangong Ji replied politely, his refined and well-behaved appearance quite captivating.

"Let me see." She took the book and looked at the exercises Nangong Ji had assigned. The boy moved closer to her, and Yu Hong smelled a refreshing and pleasant scent. His face was very close, revealing a similarly handsome and refined profile, causing her heart to flutter. She quickly composed herself. Just then, a pair of hands gently caressed her thighs. She trembled and turned her head, seeing Nangong Ji's long, beautiful hands slowly moving upwards through her black stockings. It felt as if a thousand ants were slowly crawling across her heart, tickling her and instantly arousing her. Her lips parted slightly, and she unconsciously let out a soft moan.

Nangong Ji and Jiang Diao Kai exchanged a glance, their lips curving into a smile. Yu Hong did not resist, and the boy's hands became bolder. He reached inside and lifted her skirt.

"Teacher, can you help me see what this is?" Jiang Diaokai held his phone up to Yu Hong's face. A video was playing on the screen, accompanied by lewd sounds. A naked man and woman were having passionate intercourse on the screen. At that moment, Nangong Ji tore open Yu Hong's panties and spread one of her legs.

At 26, Yu Hong was already a mature woman. Jiang Diaokai held her chin and forced her to watch the video. Her reaction intensified; her dark brown labia were pried open by Nangong Ji, immediately revealing a clearly ravaged vulva, constantly contracting, with glistening fluid flowing down her thighs.

Yu Hong couldn't help but moan softly, her eyes hazy as she looked at Jiang Diaokai's handsome face. Jiang Diaokai leaned in and breathed into her ear, "Teacher, you must have been with men many times, right?" His hand moved to her collar, slowly peeling off her top. Yu Hong was now naked in front of the two boys, her full breasts trembling uncontrollably.

Jiang Diaokai took a cucumber from his bag and placed it between her legs.

"Jiang Diaokai, what are you doing?" Yu Hong was tense.

"Hasn't your boyfriend ever done this before? I don't believe it. I think you'll like it." Jiang Diaokai said as he slowly inserted the cucumber, thrusting it in and out. At first, Yu Hong was a little hesitant, but later she completely let go, moaning, "Jiang Diaokai, you're so naughty... Ah, a little deeper, yes, deeper, all the way in..."

Nangong Ji took a banana, "Teacher, it seems one cucumber isn't enough for you. Have another banana. I picked the biggest one for you..."

"Kai, Ji... Ah..." the woman moaned, grabbing the two boys' free hands and fondling her breasts. Her lower body was filled with bananas and cucumbers, and the boys kept thrusting their tools.

Jiang Diaokai pulled the cucumber out completely, it was covered in the woman's bodily fluids. He brought it to Yu Hong's lips: "Teacher, be good, open your mouth and take a bite." Yu Hong actually opened her mouth and took a bite, her voice crisp and clear, "So delicious! I want another bite, I want to eat bananas too..."

"Teacher, don't rush, I'll peel a banana for you in a bit, you have to eat it all." Nangong Ji pushed the banana, pushing it all the way into the woman's vagina. The woman lay on her back on the desk, legs spread apart, moaning incessantly...

Chapter 007

A black luxury car silently stopped on the campus of Wancheng Middle School. A tall, burly man wearing black sunglasses got out of the car and bowed deeply: "Young Master." Nangong Ji nodded slightly, turned to Jiang Diaokai and said: "Let's find a place to continue playing."

Jiang Diaokai shrugged: "I'm going home." After saying that, he strode towards the school gate. Nangong Ji took a few steps forward and grabbed Jiang Diaokai's shoulder, "Hey, I'll take you." Jiang Diaokai didn't stand on ceremony and got into the car with Nangong Ji.

The black sedan sped out of the campus like a bullet, leaving behind only gasps of amazement from the girls.

Nangong Ji pulled out a wet wipe and handed it to Jiang Diaokai, who wiped his fingers, his gaze fixed on the window: "That woman was disgusting."

Yu Hong—though young, she was "older" than them. She was so easily swayed, and so shameless… When they left, she lay on the desk with her legs wide open, a whole cucumber still inserted in her genitals. As they were leaving, she called out their names in a coquettish tone.

"She's pretty slutty," Nangong Ji echoed Jiang Diaokai, wiping his fingers clean one by one.

"It seems women are really cheap creatures." Many faces flashed before Jiang Diaokai's eyes, each one blurry. Yu Hong, and those girls who looked so innocent, yet became infatuated with him the moment they saw him, automatically pressing themselves against him and moaning lewdly at the slightest beckoning of his finger. And every time he and Nangong Ji walked out of the classroom, a swarm of women would follow them. They would secretly stalk them, drool over them, surround them, and blush as they tried to stuff gifts into their hands. Wherever they went, they were an incessant nuisance…

“Is your sister like that too?” Nangong Ji’s smile flickered.

Jiang Diaokai turned and glanced at him. Nangong Ji flashed his bright white teeth, his smile as refined as ever. “You seem to listen to your sister quite a bit.”

“Do I?” Jiang Diaokai rolled his eyes at him and continued looking out the window. Nangong Ji nudged his shoulder. “Hey, let me show you something less appealing.” He handed two photos to Jiang Diaokai.

Jiang Diaokai turned his head, his dark eyes freezing, a strange expression flashing across his cool face. The photos in Nangong Ji’s hands overlapped, the first thing that caught his eye was the crescent-shaped eyebrows and eyes of the woman in the photo. Nangong Ji shoved the photos into his hands. “So, interested?”

Jiang Diaokai looked down, his icy eyes scanning the photos. The first photo was a woman's frontal nude picture. She had delicate, crescent-shaped eyebrows and eyes, milky-white skin, a seductive waist, and rounded, peach-like breasts—the more you looked down, the more tempting it became. The second photo clearly showed the same woman; her legs were wrapped like seaweed around a man's waist, and his thick, long penis was deeply embedded in her private parts. Her long hair was damp with sweat and clung to her cheeks, yet her eyebrows and eyes remained as pure as newly formed crescent moons…

Jiang Xinyue! The woman in the photo was actually Jiang Xinyue—his sister! He had never imagined seeing Jiang Xinyue naked like this. He had never imagined that Jiang Xinyue, wrapped in proper clothing, would have such a body, much less that his sister would be as alluring as other women, hanging on a man's lap, being frantically taken from him. And the allure in her eyes was something he had never seen in any other woman's eyes… He stared at the woman in the photo, as if trying to bore a hole through her.

"Where did these photos come from?" After a long while, Jiang Diao finally asked.

"It's a secret," Nangong Ji said casually. "I knew you'd like her, so I'll find you someone similar to her sometime."

"Who said I like her? Who would like a woman who looks like a bean sprout!" Jiang Diaokai threw the photo on the seat.

"Really don't like her?" Nangong Ji saw his expression. "Then don't interfere in the future."

Jiang Diaokai inserted the key into the lock and turned the door. The woman in the kitchen heard the noise and ran out. She was wearing a green cartoon apron, her long hair was casually pulled up with a claw, with two unruly strands falling beside her cheeks. She held a spatula in her hand, which was greasy, and a fragrant aroma wafted out.

"School's out?" Her voice was very cheerful. Jiang Diaokai changed his shoes in the entryway before looking up. His gaze was fixed on her, undisguised and undisguised. Jiang Xinyue frowned slightly, habitually biting her lip, and looked down at herself, touching her left cheek with her free hand, then her right. "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

She was completely unaware of what had just happened to Jiang Diaokai. She didn't know that when a man has seen a woman's naked body, and that woman happens to be to his liking, then no matter how conservatively she wears clothes, she is still as naked as a person in his eyes… She didn't realize that she was now standing naked in front of her brother, making some unintentional, confused little movements…

Jiang Diaokai remained silent, staring at her with a strange expression. Jiang Xinyue pouted slightly; she often wore this expression when she wanted to know the answer to something. She looked at Jiang Diaokai with a confused gaze as he approached her. His body enveloped her, and he slowly lowered his head, his face almost touching her lips. A youthful scent wafted over her. Before she could feel embarrassed, he had already lightly wiped her lips with his index finger.

"What's this?" he asked, holding his finger up to her face. There was something red on it.

After he quickly pulled away, Jiang Xinyue's face inexplicably flushed. She shouldn't have mistaken Jiang Diaokai for a man, but she still felt awkward and uncomfortable. She stammered, "Ah... tomato."

"You ate some?" His gaze shifted from her fingertip to her face.

"Ah...? I was making scrambled eggs with tomatoes..."

"Is this delicious?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Huh?" She looked at him in surprise as he put his index finger in his mouth and sucked on it lightly. A highly alluring scene unfolded before her eyes: his fingers, smeared with tomato juice from her face… She froze.

“Not bad… sour, sour, sweet, sweet.” Jiang Diaokai clicked his tongue, making a shooting gesture with his sucked fingertips, then turned and went into his room.

“My food…” She quickly ran into the kitchen, turned off the stove, and smelled something burnt. Forgetting her heartache, she peeked out of the kitchen towards Jiang Diaokai’s door, bit her lip, shook her head, and went back into the kitchen.

“Jiang Diaokai is acting so strange today…” But she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

Jiang Diaokai played games for a while, but inexplicably felt a little irritated. He threw off his headphones, sat back on the bed, and pulled the two photos out of his bag. Remembering how she had run out of the kitchen just now, he looked at the photo again… his dark eyes, surging and deep like the sea, were fixed on her, her delicate, fresh face, like a ripe peach, with a dark forest obscuring her private parts…

“Ah Kai, dinner’s ready.” Jiang Xinyue called him from outside the door.

“Ah…” A short sound escaped from the boy’s lips. He felt pain; his lower body seemed to have been suddenly stimulated, rising high. He began to pant, his hand reaching into his pants, his eyes fixed on the photo, urgently masturbating.

Jiang Xinyue stood outside his door, hesitant. What was wrong with Ah Kai today? Should she continue to call him for dinner or wait a while before calling him? She had no idea what was happening inside; her younger brother, Jiang Diaokai, was using her as a sexual object to masturbate.

The boy breathed heavily, his penis swelling incessantly, seemingly unable to satisfy him either. Suddenly, an impulse surged through his mind. He rushed out and slammed Jiang Xinyue to the ground...

"A-Kai, dinner's ready." Jiang Xinyue's muffled voice came through the door. But—

the boy shouted with pleasure, and he actually ejaculated, his hands covered in his own semen. It was so fast that he felt a little ashamed. He leaned back on the bed, using the semen on his hands to smear the firm, peach-like breasts in the photo...

"A-Kai, A-Kai, are you asleep...?"

"I'm not hungry, don't wait for me." He smeared the semen all over her body, calling out casually towards the door as he did so.

"Oh, then I won't tidy up yet. Heat it up yourself when you're hungry later, and remember to eat."

"Damn." He looked at his erection, which had become erect again. He kicked his schoolbag off the bed.

With a "thud," Jiang Xinyue, who was eating, was startled. She listened intently, but there was no sound for a while.

Jiang Diaokai held the photo up to his eyes, gritting his teeth. "Who are you? Who are you? Are you trying to seduce me? Fine, you succeeded. Now I really want to fuck you!" He pulled down his pants, pressed the photo under his body, and positioned the tip against that dark, menacing point, his long fingers stroking it incessantly.

Chapter 008

Jiang Xinyue suddenly sat up in bed, her chest covered in sweat, her pajamas clinging limply to her body, her throat parched. She didn't dislike erotic dreams, and occasionally, the subject of her dreams was always Lin Nan. This time was no exception. Perhaps because she hadn't been with Lin Nan for a long time since Jiang Diaokai moved in, in her dream her body was completely relaxed, wholeheartedly enjoying her lovemaking with Lin Nan. However, when she opened her eyes after the climax, the face that came into view was—Jiang Diaokai. She immediately woke up in fright.

"How could I have such a dream..." She gently rubbed her head with her hand, and groggily went to the kitchen to get some water. As soon as she entered the kitchen, she gasped in surprise. A huge, shadowy figure in the kitchen startled her.

"Snap." The light came on, illuminating the kitchen. Jiang Xinyue rubbed her eyes with her hand, and when she looked again, she saw Jiang Diaokai leaning against the refrigerator door, watching her. She felt guilty, and her face flushed instantly upon seeing Jiang Diaokai, but she tried to remain calm.

"Akai, you're still awake?"

Jiang Diaokai hummed in response. "You're not asleep either?"

"Oh… I already slept… Um, I'm thirsty, have some water…" She forced a smile, her words somewhat incoherent.

Jiang Diaokai said "Oh," and tactfully moved aside to let her open the refrigerator door and take out some ice water. She looked around for a glass, which she had actually left on the dining table. Her dazed appearance hardly resembled that of a woman in her twenties. Jiang Diaokai gave a slight smirk and handed her the glass.

"Thank you." She took the glass and poured water. The sound of the water falling into the thick-bottomed glass was unusually clear and ambiguous in the night. Jiang Diaokai's body involuntarily shuddered. His gaze was unabashedly fixed on Jiang Xinyue. Her hair was disheveled, making her face appear even smaller and whiter. She tilted her head back and drank the water little by little, her snow-white neck gleaming in the light.

It was the glass he had just used, and now she was drinking from the same bottle with his lip print on it. This thought made his throat tighten. Moving down her neck, his gaze fell on her white cotton pajamas, damp with sweat, clinging to her chest and highlighting her two full, round breasts.

His breathing suddenly became heavy as he stared at her chest, where her nipples protruded from the cotton fabric at the top of those rounded breasts. His gaze moved upward, back to her fair and rosy face, and he couldn't suppress the burgeoning growth in a certain part of his body. However, Jiang Xinyue was completely unaware of these changes in the young man.

After she put down the glass, he, like a handsome vampire, perfectly concealed his fangs. She glanced at him, licked her still-dry lips, and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Taking a deep breath, he tilted his head to look at her face, answering irrelevantly, "Did you have a dream?" His gaze was sharper than his tone.

She was startled, her face changing, "No, no, I rarely dream. I'm going to sleep, you should go to sleep too." She ran off in a flash.

Only when she was out of sight did Jiang Diaokai turn back, pick up the glass she had put down, and hold it up to the light. The lip print on the corner of the glass was still faintly visible. He refilled the glass with ice water, held it up, and tilted it, pouring the cold water little by little onto his crotch. His baggy pajama pants sagged, revealing a thick penis between his legs, the wet fabric tightly wrapped around it... the scene was unusually decadent. He sat down against the wall, ignoring his rampant desire, and slowly poured the remaining ice water, along with the faint lip prints, into his mouth…

The next morning, Jiang Xinyue had just entered the office building when she received a call from Yu Hong. On the other end of the line, Yu Hong's voice was warmer than ever before—

“Ms. Jiang, I’m calling specifically to apologize. Last time I made a mistake; that person wasn’t Jiang Diaokai. It was because when I was recording parents’ contact numbers, I accidentally recorded your number under that student’s name, so… I’m so sorry for causing you trouble. By the way, you didn’t criticize Jiang Diaokai, did you? Jiang Diaokai is truly an excellent student, excelling in both character and academics…”

After hanging up, Jiang Xinyue was momentarily confused. Just then, the elevator doors opened, and she stepped inside. Just as she was about to press the close button, her colleague Yu Wei squeezed into the elevator. Yu Wei winked at her, "Ms. Jiang, congratulations on being on the front page again!"

"What front page?" Jiang Xinyue was a little confused.

"It's the article about the juvenile delinquent, the editor-in-chief personally selected it. He really favors you." Yu Wei said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Oh, that's it. You startled me." Xinyue smiled nonchalantly. Just as she was about to go into the office with Yu Wei, she ran into Lin Nan, who was coming up through the private entrance. Yu Wei greeted him warmly, "President Lin, you look so handsome today!"

Lin Nan smiled, his eyes fixed on Jiang Xinyue. Xinyue nodded, gave a curt "President Lin," and turned to go into the office.

Chapter 009

Jiang Xinyue had just tidied her desk and turned on her computer when Yu Wei strolled over with a cup of coffee in his left hand. He leaned against her desk and asked if she wanted some. Jiang Xinyue thanked him, opened her own cup, took a sip, and said she had boiled water yesterday.

Yu Wei chuckled and said, "Boiled water really suits you."

Jiang Xinyue smiled nonchalantly and checked her email. Yu Wei leaned closer and lowered his voice, "Hey, beautiful, can I ask you a question?"

"What question?"

"Um... what's your relationship with President Lin?" Yu Wei asked, his eyes fixed intently on her.

Xinyue's fingers paused. Seeing Yu Wei's persistent questioning gaze, she smiled and said, "Why are you asking this? Of course, we're colleagues."

"Really?" Yu Wei pressed on incredulously.

Jiang Xinyue shrugged noncommittally. Yu Wei, observing Jiang Xinyue's expression, said, "But the club president seems to be taking good care of you."

"Really? I don't think so. If it is, it's probably because we went to the same university. We're classmates, after all."

"Hmm, maybe." Yu Wei smiled broadly. "In that case, I won't be polite." Seeing Xinyue's surprised look, she covered her mouth with her hand. "I heard the club president has a habit of drinking coffee in the morning. I'll go ask him if he wants some." With that, she turned and left.

Jiang Xinyue shook her head and continued checking her emails. Not long after, Yu Wei returned, empty-handed, but her expression wasn't as cheerful as before. As soon as she came in, she complained to Xinyue, "The club president is really too polite. I brought him coffee, and he only said two words, 'thank you.' I was so embarrassed standing there that I had to leave. It's the first time I've encountered such a cold man."

Jiang Xinyue bit her finger, actually trying to hide the smile on her lips. Because she could perfectly imagine how Lin Nan would react. This man was always like that, maintaining a proper distance from women, even when she wasn't familiar with him.

Yu Wei didn't need Jiang Xinyue to say anything; she felt better after venting: "The more a man acts like this, the more it arouses a woman's interest. As long as he's single, I will never give up." Having expressed her determination, she suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Sister Jiang, I heard you have a very handsome younger brother?"

Jiang Xinyue looked at Yu Wei in surprise; she had never told anyone about Jiang Diaokai except Lin Nan. Seeing Xinyue's expression, Yu Wei smiled smugly, "My information is pretty good, isn't it? Sigh, Teacher Yu nagged me all night yesterday."

"You know Teacher Yu?"

"Yes. Don't you think our names are similar? She's my cousin, only a few months older than me. We currently share an apartment. Yesterday she raved about your brother, saying he's handsome, academically excellent…blah blah blah, and oh, and there's also Nangong Ji, making them sound like they're rare gems… I'd like to meet them sometime, maybe you can introduce me to your brother sometime."

"No problem." Jiang Xinyue smiled somewhat awkwardly. For some reason, she didn't like too many people knowing about Jiang Diaokai, but now it seemed A City was too small.

In this rapidly developing modern world, the world is condensed. Especially Wancheng Middle School, located in the heart of A City, it's the most expensive private school in A City. And Wancheng Middle School is a condensed luxury little world, it has everything.

Huayu Club is a landmark of Wancheng Middle School. It's the largest club in the school, named after the abbreviation of "flowery season" and "rainy season." Although the name sounds poetic and elegant, it's a den of iniquity.

Nangong Ji, Jiang Diaokai, and Gao Zhao are currently in a private room at Huayu. Gao Zhao is also a prominent figure in Wancheng, in the same grade as Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai. Nangong Ji said he had a mysterious gift for Jiang Diaokai. He snapped his fingers, and the door to the private room opened. Boss Bao personally brought in a girl. The girl was wearing the uniform of Cherry Girls' Middle School: a white sailor shirt, a black miniskirt, and zebra-print mid-calf socks, revealing a sliver of her fair legs. However, her face was veiled, her features only partially visible.

Boss Bao, with a fawning smile, introduced her: "This is my daughter, Bao Xiaoyue. She's fifteen years old and a student at Cherry Girls' Middle School."

Hearing the word "Yue," Jiang Diaokai's left eyebrow twitched, and he looked at the girl's face.

“Xiaoyue, why don’t you pay your respects to the three young masters?” Boss Bao nudged the girl.

“Greetings, three young masters.” The girl obediently bowed, her voice timid.

“Boss Bao is getting better and better at business, even willing to part with his precious daughter.” Gao Zhao said sarcastically. Boss Bao coughed a few times: “It’s all for the sake of the young masters. It’s my greatest blessing if the young masters have a good time.”

“Boss Bao—” Nangong Ji’s gaze slowly turned towards her, and Boss Bao understood, “Have a good time, three young masters.” After saying that, he bowed and withdrew.

Nangong Ji gently called to the girl: “Come here, let me see.” The girl lowered her head shyly, walked over, and knelt in front of Nangong Ji. Nangong Ji smiled, his slender fingers stroking her hair, “So obedient.” Then he slowly lifted the girl’s veil, using his index finger to lift her chin and turn her towards Jiang Diaokai.

“How is it, A-Kai, does it look like him?”

Jiang Diaokai didn’t speak, but his gaze had already given Nangong Ji the answer. The girl looked a bit like Jiang Xinyue, especially her eyes, which suited her name perfectly—a half-smile, half-pout.

Gao Zhao remarked, "Old Bao is so repulsive-looking, yet his daughter is so pretty. This girl's charm lies in two words: freshness. Girls these days are all the same; encountering such a refreshing young woman is quite a treat."

Nangong Ji nodded, released Bao Xiaoyue, and asked, "Were you forced to come by your father?"

Bao Xiaoyue shook her head. "No."

"Oh?" Nangong Ji's eyes lit up with interest. "Was it voluntary?"

"Yes." Bao Xiaoyue nodded.

"Why?" Nangong Ji's gaze lingered on the girl's face. The girl blushed slightly, looked up at Nangong Ji, then timidly glanced at Jiang Diaokai: "I... I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you."

Nangong Ji smiled. Jiang Diaokai, however, lost interest in the girl's infatuated expression. But having nothing else to do, he simply watched Nangong Ji playfully tease the girl like a cat playing with a mouse.

"So, do you know how we play?"

The girl nodded and then shook her head.

Nangong Ji smiled, his eyebrows and eyes refined, but his words were vulgar: "Entering Huayu's private room means you agree to all the rules. Do you know Huayu's rules? Huayu sounds nice, but it's actually a brothel. Women who come in are all to be fucked. Your father entrusted you to us. If we get interested later, we might all take you. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

The girl blushed and nodded.

“Ji, you’re being too blunt.” Jiang Diao threw out a remark, his cool eyes, smirking, glancing at the girl. The girl lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, her heart pounding.

“The words may be rough, but the principle is sound. You guys play the good cop, I can only play the bad cop. Isn’t this the time for you to be blunt?” Nangong Ji retorted.

“No wonder she’s Boss Bao’s daughter. She looks like a little girl, but I didn’t expect her to be so mentally strong.” Gao Zhao spoke without any seriousness.

“If the brothers are interested, let’s open the package and take a look.” Nangong Cha teased, speaking to the girl in a bland tone, “Take off your clothes and let us see.”

Chapter 010

Bao Xiaoyue wasn’t coy at all, slowly taking off her clothes until she was completely naked. However, being only fifteen years old, she squeezed her legs tightly together, crossed her arms over her shoulders, and lowered her head without speaking.

Gao Zhao was already making clicking sounds, seemingly quite satisfied. Nangong Ji stepped forward and pulled her arm away. He lowered his head, his gaze falling on the girl's two white breasts, his tone not entirely satisfied: "These breasts are a bit too big, do

n't you think, Kai?" Gao Zhao scoffed: "Nangong, your aesthetic sense is all over the place. Who doesn't say that the bigger a woman's breasts are, the better, right, Kai?"

Jiang Diao Kai scoffed, showing no respect for Gao Zhao: "They are a bit big."

The girl bit her lip, looking at Nangong Ji with a somewhat aggrieved expression. Gao Zhao's heart softened a little, and he spoke in favor of Bao Xiaoyue: "What kind of standards do you two have? Judging from your tone, who are you comparing yourselves to? Where have you been sneaking off to find some wild food again?"

Gao Zhao's words hit the nail on the head regarding Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai's thoughts. The two exchanged a glance, and Nangong Ji said self-deprecatingly, "If only I had that kind of good fortune, I wouldn't need to..." He didn't finish his sentence, and his gaze turned to Bao Xiaoyue. Ignoring her pitiful eyes, he gently shook his head and said, "It would be better if this skin were a little whiter."

Even as he said this, he reached out and pinched her nipple with his index and middle fingers, gently twisting it. Instantly, a red bean appeared in the previously soft place. He gently twisted and played with it in opposite directions with his index and middle fingers, and the girl's nipple slowly swelled and hardened between his fingers... Bao Xiaoyue still bit her lip, but a soft moan escaped from between her teeth. Her flat abdomen rose and fell gently, and her tightly closed legs loosened considerably.

“Little thing, you’re quite sensitive.” Nangong Ji’s gaze returned to the girl’s face. “This slutty attitude doesn’t seem like it’s the first time. Have you been with a man before?”

Gao Zhao poked Nangong Ji’s back from the side. “Little Yue’er, remember, don’t be fooled by this brother’s smiling face. He’s actually hiding the most bad intentions here.” He pointed to his heart and said to Nangong Ji, “How can a girl answer when you ask her like that?”

“Answer however you want.” Nangong Ji smiled at the girl, his gaze gentle and tender.

Bao Xiaoyue’s cheeks flushed, but her answer was crisp and clear: “Never before…”

“That’s really a good girl.” Nangong Ji said, pointing to the coffee table in front of him. “Lie down on it and spread your legs.”

The three boys sat on the sofa, with a natural marble coffee table in front of them. The girl lay down on it, and Nangong Ji instructed her to grab the backs of her knees with her hands, spreading her legs at a 45-degree angle, her private parts completely exposed to the boys.

Nangong Ji's slender fingers parted the petals, revealing dense, pale pink flesh inside—clearly a virgin.

Gao Zhao, seeing this, couldn't help but curse, "Damn! Isn't this tempting someone to commit a crime? I curse Bao's ancestors for eight generations!"

Nangong Ji laughed and said, "I think you should just forget about necrophilia. You should at least have some decency and spare Boss Bao's ancestors. You can do whatever you want with his daughter." As he spoke, he winked at Gao Zhao.

Gao Zhao was stunned for a moment, thinking that Nangong Ji was going to deflower Bao Xiaoyue, but he didn't expect it to be his turn. There was no need for formalities between them, and besides, his crotch was already rock hard. He unzipped his pants, holding his ostentatious dragon, and thrust the head towards Bao Xiaoyue's legs.

"What's the rush? Nobody's going to take it from you." Jiang Diao kicked Gao Zhao's butt, and Gao Zhao found the entrance and thrust all the way in. Bao Xiaoyue screamed as Gao Zhao thrust rapidly, her virgin blood flowing down her thighs. At first, she cried out, then moaned, the pain on her face slowly replaced by desire.

Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji sat watching the show, occasionally exchanging a few words. The virgin's vagina was tight and firm. Gao Zhao, having had his fill, didn't use a condom as usual, thrusting in and out directly, ejaculating all his semen inside Bao Xiaoyue's vagina. He ejaculated three times in a row, blood and semen dripping onto the floor. Bao Xiaoyue was quite a flirtatious woman, but being a virgin, she was exhausted by Gao Zhao's ministrations, her body completely limp.

Jiang Diaokai checked the time, stood up, and picked up his bag: "You guys play, I should go back."

"Wait a minute, let's go back together after Gao Zhao's had his fun," Nangong Ji said.

Gao Zhao, taking a moment from his busy schedule, said, "What's the rush? Let's play together for a bit, then we can go back."

Jiang Diaokai's words of "No need" were still ringing when he was already out of the private room.

"Why is he like this?" Gao Zhao said.

"Kai is different from us; he has a beautiful older sister waiting for him at home," Nangong Ji teased with a smile.

Over there, Jiang Xinyue was chatting with Yu Wei when Lin Nan's secretary came over to call her, saying, "Miss Jiang, Mr. Lin wants to see you." Yu Wei paused and looked at Jiang Xinyue, who stood up without changing her expression and went to Lin Nan's office.

Following the proper procedure, Xinyue stood in front of Lin Nan's desk and asked, "Mr. Lin, what can I do for you?" Lin Nan put down his work, turned around from in front of his desk, and pinched Jiang Xinyue's nose: "Still pretending? Did you call him Mr. Lin?"

"Why wouldn't I call him?" Jiang Xinyue dodged him. Lin Nan grabbed her arm: "Don't you know what you should call me? You should call me Nan or brother..."

"So cheesy." Jiang Xinyue tried to break free but couldn't.

"Xinyue," Lin Nan called her softly. Jiang Xinyue stopped and looked up. Lin Nan's gaze was gentle and intense. "You're like a different person at the company. You're always so cold to me. Every time you greet me indifferently, calling me 'President Lin' in a formulaic way, I always feel uncomfortable. And today, you even went so far as to have another woman bring me coffee. What do you mean by this? Do you want to sell me off? Do you know how I feel?" Lin Nan's tone turned slightly coquettish at the end. A usually serious and earnest man was actually acting coquettish in front of her. Jiang Xinyue's heart softened a little, but she still wouldn't back down verbally.

"Who let another woman bring you coffee? It was Yu Wei's own choice. It wasn't me who instructed her. Am I crazy to deliberately let another woman get close to me..." She stopped.

Lin Nan smiled, gripping her hand tightly: "Xinyue, let's get married."

Jiang Xinyue was startled: "Why...why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Lin Nan said earnestly, "I don't want to keep hiding like this. I want to be with you openly and honestly, without having to suppress myself anymore."

"You know, if others knew about our relationship, who knows what they would say? I don't want to hear people say I'm being treated specially, or that I'm scheming, or that I'm seducing my superiors... Besides, Akai just arrived. If I suddenly bring up marriage, I'm afraid he...Give me some more time, okay?" Jiang Xinyue pleaded softly.

Even the hardest heart would melt instantly, let alone Lin Nan, who deeply loved her. He hugged her, complaining, "You're always right." Then he turned and lightly kissed her lips. Jiang Xinyue tilted her head back and kissed him in return. Lin Nan held her head, and the light, fleeting kiss turned into a passionate, long kiss, until they were both breathless. Xinyue gently pushed Lin Nan away and straightened her clothes. "I'm going out now."

Lin Nan put his arm around her waist. "Let's go to my place today."

"No, I have to go back and cook for A-Kai."

“Ah Kai, Ah Kai… I’m really a little jealous of Ah Kai. We haven’t been together since he came…” Lin Nan gently pressed his head against her forehead and complained softly.

“Okay, let’s just bear with it a little longer. I’m going out now.” Jiang Xinyue gave Lin Nan a quick kiss on the lips, opened the door, and left.

After work, Jiang Xinyue had just stepped out of the company when she heard someone honking their horn. Immediately, Lin Nan’s car stopped in front of her. “Get in, I’ll take you home.” Xinyue looked around before getting into the car.

The car stopped downstairs at Xinyue’s apartment building. She unbuckled her seatbelt. “I’m going downstairs. Be careful on your way home.” Lin Nan didn’t say anything, watching her get out of the car before following her.

As soon as Xinyue got out, Lin Nan grabbed her hand and pulled her into the back door.

Upstairs, the curtains in the boy’s bedroom were open. Jiang Diaokai saw this scene. A sharp glint flashed in his overly beautiful eyes. He silently looked down at the car, his face expressionless.

"You—uh—" Jiang Xinyue's words were cut off by Lin Nan. He pressed down on her, kissing her passionately, his hands already inside her clothes, kneading her breasts. He kissed her for a long time before letting go. Jiang Xinyue was almost breathless from his kisses, her chest heaving. Lin Nan stared at her: "I can't hold back anymore. My own woman is always in front of me, but I can only look and not get close. I'm going crazy. I almost couldn't resist in the office today."

"You bad boy," Jiang Xinyue said coquettishly, but let his fingers ravage her softness. "Don't take too long, A-Kai will be back soon." She pulled his hand out and placed it directly below her. Lin Nan knew what she meant. He didn't like to force himself on her. When he made love with Jiang Xinyue, he always made sure to have plenty of foreplay, but today he couldn't.

He unzipped his pants, pulled down his underwear, and his enormous penis sprang out. Jiang Xinyue blushed: "Did you... while driving?"

"How did you know?" Lin Nan smiled at her, rubbing the tip of his penis against her vulva. Xinyue trembled: "Hurry up, hurry up and come in."

"I've never seen you so eager before." Lin Nan teased Xinyue, panting heavily. He braced himself against her, pulled one of her legs up and pressed it against his shoulder. He slowly inserted himself, pressing his body against hers. She let out a soft moan, arching her upper body. He pushed her clothes up with his other hand, covering one of her breasts, and rubbed her nipple with his thumb. His lower body wasn't idle either, thrusting and slapping against her soft flesh.

She moaned softly, grabbing his hand and covering her other breast. He pinched and rubbed it, then lowered his head to kiss the hard, red nipple, teasing it with his tongue. He felt her passion below, waves of contractions and heat enveloping him.

He held her lower back close, thrusting his narrow hips and increasing his speed, fucking her hard for a while. He ejaculated, all of it entering her narrow flower pot, yet still remaining inside her body, kissing her cheek: "Did you dream of me?"

"Mmm..."

"What did you dream of me about?"

She didn't answer, her face slightly flushed. He smiled and kissed her lips: "I know, you dreamed of me like this... right? Do you know I dream of you every night?"

Jiang Diaokai stood by the window for an unknown amount of time before the tightly closed car door finally opened with a clatter, a foot sticking out. Jiang Diaokai reached out and slammed the curtain shut.

06-03 Chapter
011 After saying goodbye to Lin Nan, Jiang Xinyue went upstairs, took out her keys from her bag, and opened the door. At first, she was as casual as usual, turning the key once, but the door didn't budge, as if it were stuck.

She pulled out the key and tried again, but it still wouldn't open. She tried several more times, even banging on the door, but nothing worked. Jiang Xinyue fiddled with the door for half an hour, sweating profusely, before finally giving up. She pulled out her phone and called a locksmith, inwardly cursing her bad luck.

The locksmith installed the new lock in just a few minutes. Jiang Xinyue paid and saw them off before entering the house. She had just changed her shoes and straightened up when she saw Jiang Diaokai walk out of the bedroom. The boy didn't even glance at her. Jiang Xinyue stood there blinking, wondering if she was hallucinating. But she quickly dismissed the thought, replaced by a surge of anger.

A few seconds later, Jiang Diaokai came out of the kitchen carrying a can of drink. He was about to enter the bedroom when Jiang Xinyue stepped forward and blocked his way at the door. She glared at him, her face upturned in anger. Jiang Diaokai slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping down on her like a cold, sharp blade, almost piercing her heart. But her anger was burning, and her words lacked their usual restraint: "So you're home? I thought… Don't you know you should open the door for me? Didn't you hear me? I was outside for a full half hour, sweating profusely, and in the end, I even spent three hundred yuan to replace the lock… What do you want? What do you want from me?!" All her old and new grievances came rushing out.

What was Jiang Diaokai made of? What was he thinking? For him, she had disrupted all her previous routines; couldn't he be a little more approachable like other children? Couldn't he be a little more considerate of her?

Seeing her outburst, Jiang Diaokai showed no reaction whatsoever. Instead, a mocking smile curled at the corners of his lips: "Do I have that obligation?" One eyebrow arched, his eyes as cold as sharp diamonds. He pointed a beverage can at his chest, his cold and ruthless demeanor almost making Jiang Xinyue spit fire. He really had the power to infuriate her! But his next words—were like a bucket of cold water doused in her anger.

"I don't seem to have an obligation to open the door for a sister returning from having sex in a car," Jiang Diaokai said maliciously.

Jiang Xinyue was stunned, looking at him in confusion. It wasn't that she didn't understand, but she was a little slow to react. She was all too familiar with the term "car sex," but it was usually something journalists used to describe certain celebrities. She never imagined that one day this term would be used against her.

“And,” Jiang Diao said, staring into her eyes, “could you please be more mindful of your behavior in the future? In public, I don’t think I’m the only one who needs to be seen. In this information age, being careful with one’s words should be the minimum professional ethics a journalist should possess. I don’t want to be talked about behind my back as the brother of some ‘car sex scandal’ protagonist in a few days.” With that, he slammed the door shut.

Jiang Xinyue’s body jolted from the sound, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she bit her lower lip. The door slowly blurred in her vision. After a long while, she returned to her bedroom like a mummy, and only then did tears stream down her cheeks.

"And... could you please be more careful about your behavior in the future... I don't want to be talked about behind my back as the younger brother of some 'car sex scandal' heroine in a few days..."

Jiang Diaokai's sharp words echoed in her ears. Tears streamed down her face, but she couldn't utter a sound, not even a sob. She just silently wiped away her tears, which kept flowing.

That night, Jiang Xinyue didn't even leave the bedroom, and for the first time, she didn't cook dinner for Jiang Diaokai. She didn't know how long she slept, how much she felt wronged, before finally lying down and drifting off to sleep.

Sleep is the best medicine for healing emotional wounds; this was Jiang Xinyue's motto. Sure enough, when she woke up in the morning, she felt much better, because she was already worried about whether Jiang Diaokai had gone to bed on an empty stomach, whether he was starving, and so on. She finished washing up and came out of the bathroom; Jiang Diaokai had just gotten up. Living under the same roof, they were bound to see each other all the time; conflicts could only become mutual nightmares and torment. Just like now, in the narrow doorway, they passed each other, their clothes brushing against each other, their skin beneath the fabric sensing each other's emotions. For the first time ever, Jiang Diao's gaze lingered on her face for an extra second.

Yes, look at his handiwork—her eyes were swollen like two rotten peaches. She sat in front of the mirror, trying to think of a way to hide it. Deep down, she had already given in, but she still didn't want to talk to him. She boiled an egg, peeled it, and pressed it to her eyes to reduce the swelling; it worked. Afterward, she took out her long-unused makeup box, applied dark eyeshadow, and decided to give herself a light makeup look, something she hadn't done in ages. To match the makeup, she chose a slightly brighter colored dress.

There was no time to make breakfast, so she grabbed her bag and headed out. Jiang Diaokai, who had just come out of the bathroom, stopped and gave her a strange look, but she ignored him and went to work.

The car sped along, and Nangong Ji looked out the window, inadvertently catching a glimpse of a figure. His heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively told the driver to stop and back up. Unfortunately, the car was going too fast, and they had already gone quite a distance. By the time he reached the bus stop, a bus was already leaving with a full load of people.

"Never mind, let's go," he gestured to the driver to continue driving, but his mind was still lingering on the figure he had just seen. He wasn't sure if it was her, because the girl's features had flashed by, and while they resembled her, they weren't quite.

As soon as Nangong Ji entered Jiang Diaokai's house, he looked around. Jiang Diaokai was already tall, and standing in front of the door, plus Nangong Ji himself, everything seemed surprisingly small.

"Isn't your sister home?" Nangong Ji asked as he looked around.

"She left," Jiang Diaokai replied curtly.

Jiang Xinyue's bedroom door was ajar. Nangong Ji pointed, and seeing Jiang Diaokai raise an eyebrow, he went in. Jiang Xinyue's bedroom was extremely simple, without even a single photograph. Nangong Ji stepped back, somewhat curious: "Is your sister pretty?" For some reason, he hadn't mentioned the woman he'd met on the street to Jiang Diaokai.

"Old and ugly," Jiang Diaokai replied.

Nangong Ji chuckled: "Something's not right. What's wrong? Are you upset because Gao Zhao beat you to that girl yesterday?"

"Who cares?" Jiang Diaokai rolled his eyes at him, picked up his schoolbag, and the two left one after the other.

It was already class time, and the surroundings were quiet, except for ambiguous sounds coming from the luxurious restroom of Wancheng Middle School.

"Brother... ah... brother, slow down..."

Clear sounds of physical intercourse came from the crack in the door. Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai stood in front of the urinal. Nangong Ji said, "Could it be that kid Gao Zhao?"

"Maybe," Jiang Diaokai snorted.

Just then, the door opened, and sure enough, Gao Zhao came out carrying the naked Bao Xiaoyue. He continued walking while still having the girl hanging on his crotch, Bao Xiaoyue's snow-white buttocks swaying, and she moaning.

"I recognized you two from your voices," Gao Zhao said, pulling out his penis and gesturing for Bao Xiaoyue to come closer. Bao Xiaoyue was mesmerized. Bao Dalong had shown her porn before, and she only knew that black men's penises were big and thick, some even bigger than water bottles. But these two young men not only had better faces and figures than those black men, but their penises were no less impressive.

Jiang Diao had just finished urinating, and the urine was still dripping. Bao Xiaoyue had already knelt down, opened her mouth, and took his head into her mouth, sucking it with ecstatic pleasure. Jiang Diaokai was taken aback, looking at the girl sucking his remaining urine, and said, "This toilet is nice, it even has a washing function. I should have gotten one sooner, it would save me from having to go to the bathroom, and it's portable too."

Nangong Ji was amused and said to Gao Zhao, "Quickly tell this little thing not to bother him, A-Kai is in a bad mood today."

Gao Zhao came over and picked up Bao Xiaoyue: "Would it kill you to be less vicious?"

"Don't act innocent after getting the benefit." Jiang Diaokai threw out a retort. Gao Zhao shut up and coaxed the aggrieved Bao Xiaoyue: "Little Yue, be good, don't pay attention to him, your brother can feed you by himself, let's continue..."

Jiang Diaokai frowned: "Is she worthy of being called Yue? From now on, she'll be called Bao Xiaoyang, Bao-Xiao-Yang, this name suits her quite well!"

"Did you hear that? The name will be changed from today." Nangong Ji emphasized again and went out with Jiang Diaokai.

"Damn, you're mocking me. I'm not that much younger than you guys... Come on, little lamb, little Yangyang, let your brother kiss you, not on top, but on the bottom..."

Chapter 012

While Jiang Xinyue was waiting for the elevator, she heard the crisp sound of high heels behind her. Yu Wei jogged over and stood beside her. Jiang Xinyue turned her head to greet him, but Yu Wei also turned his head at the same time, and surprisingly only nodded reservedly at her.

Jiang Xinyue was slightly stunned, but immediately realized: Yu Wei didn't recognize her! She forced a serious expression and nodded back. The two got into the elevator. After a while, Yu Wei slowly turned her head, looking at her from head to toe with a hint of confusion. She muttered something under her breath, then turned her head away. But after a while, she turned her head again, looking at her from bottom to top once more, then turned her head away again. On the third time, Yu Wei covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Jiang Xinyue! You're Jiang Xinyue?!"

Jiang Xinyue looked at Yu Wei's wide, round eyes and smiled quietly.

"Oh, you dare to tease me?" Yu Wei persisted.

"Who teased you? You just didn't recognize me." Jiang Xinyue said with a smile.

"You still dare to say that!" Just then, they bumped into Lin Nan. Yu Wei immediately stopped her aggressive behavior and greeted him sweetly, "Mr. Lin, good morning."

"Good morning." Lin Nan said, turning his gaze to the person next to Yu Wei. Jiang Xinyue also stopped smiling, nodded slightly to Lin Nan, and walked into the office under Lin Nan's surprised gaze.

Lin Nan was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. For a split second, he thought he had mistaken her for someone else. He had known Jiang Xinyue for five years and had never seen her wear makeup. He loved her natural beauty and always felt that she possessed an air of purity, like a lotus rising from the mud. After dating her for three years, he had developed the ability to spot her from afar, even if she was mixed in with many people; her figure was always the most distinctive.

Today was no exception. He recognized her from a distance, but as she approached and their eyes briefly met, he was filled with doubt. Was this really her? Jiang Xinyue with makeup was like a completely different person; even the feeling she gave off had changed.

With makeup on, she looked even smaller and more innocent than usual. Her small face was fair and translucent, and her pupils, framed by long eyelashes, appeared larger and more distinct. Her face was serene, yet a captivating allure shone through her innocence—this reminded him of the many times his computer would suddenly pop up with inappropriate web pages, those flashing girl avatars, with delicate faces, innocent-looking eyes, and tempting expressions, so beautiful they never seemed real.

"You scared President Lin. The way he looked at you just now was really... I've known President Lin for so long, and this is the first time I've seen him lose his composure. Miss Jiang, you're really something." Yu Wei's mouth never stopped.

Jiang Xinyue, however, sat in front of the computer, lost in thought. She regretted not making breakfast for Jiang Diaokai that morning; her stomach was rumbling, let alone Jiang Diaokai, a boy in the throes of puberty. He was still a child; how could she really hold a grudge against him?

But his words did affect her. His sarcastic tone yesterday made it seem as if what she and Lin Nan had done was incredibly dirty… Although she knew that wasn't the case, and that her relationship with Lin Nan was perfectly legitimate, she still felt awkward when she saw him this morning…

“Ms. Jiang, Mr. Lin wants to see you in his office,” Secretary Feng announced.

For some reason, Jiang Xinyue didn't want to see Lin Nan: “I'm sorry, I have an important manuscript to work on. I'll see him later. Please pass on my message, thank you.”

Secretary Feng came twice, but Jiang Xinyue refused both times with the same excuse. The colleagues in the office were already whispering among themselves—

"Jiang Xinyue is too audacious..." "

President Lin invited her twice and she still didn't go. What kind of backing does she have..."

The buzzing suddenly stopped, and everyone's eyes turned to the person behind Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue sensed that something was wrong, turned around, and saw Lin Nan standing behind her. She quickly stood up: "Excuse me, President Lin, the manuscript you asked for yesterday has only just been completed. I'll bring it to your office right away."

She took the freshly printed document from the printer and followed Lin Nan into the office. Lin Nan sat behind his desk, his face somewhat sullen, clearly angry with her.

Seeing that he didn't speak, she said, "Mr. Lin, could you please stop..."

"Stop what? Secretary Feng couldn't get you to come, so do I have to go to her three times?"

"You know that's not what I meant."

"I know what you mean. You're upset that I came to your office. If I hadn't done this, would you be standing here now?"

"I don't want to argue with you. If there's nothing else, I'll go out first." Jiang Xinyue turned to leave, but Lin Nan came over and grabbed her wrist. "Xinyue, I'm sorry, I got too emotional."

Jiang Xinyue stood still, and Lin Nan pulled her close, making her lean against him. "I was too insecure. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so harsh on you."

Jiang Xinyue leaned against him without saying anything. Actually, she was taking out her anger on him for the conflict with Jiang Diaokai. Lin Nan was such a perfect man, yet she had driven him to this point. With his status, he still had to apologize to her in a humble manner. She felt a pang of guilt, but the knot in her heart remained.

“These days I don’t know why I’ve been feeling uneasy, like I can’t hold onto you anymore, Xinyue. I’m so afraid of losing you,” Lin Nan said softly.

“No, I’m right here,” Jiang Xinyue comforted him.

Lin Nan pulled Xinyue away a little, looking at her face: “Don’t wear makeup anymore. I still prefer you without it. With makeup, you attract a lot of men. I feel like you’ll be snatched away any second.”

Jiang Xinyue laughed: “What kind of theory is that? I think you’re not thirty-two, you’re twenty-three.” Lin Nan was amused, and the atmosphere between them eased.

In the afternoon, Jiang Xinyue went to interview at a TV series press conference. Because it was directed by a famous director and starred popular actors, and it was the first time the currently popular time-travel theme had been adapted for the screen, the media paid great attention to it, and there were countless reporters covering the event.

Jiang Xinyue finally managed to squeeze in and wanted to quickly grab a good spot. Suddenly, someone grabbed her arm and pulled her into a room. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was a lounge, and the person who had pulled her there was none other than the male lead of the drama—Zheng Yihang, a currently rising superstar. Zheng Yihang possessed all the qualities of a top idol: tall, handsome with a mixed-race appearance, he was someone ordinary people looked up to, always presenting a cool and stylish image. However, only Jiang Xinyue knew Zheng Yihang's true nature.

"Zheng Yihang, could you be any more foolish? There are so many people here, and you just went out and dragged me into the room. What if someone saw us..." Jiang Xinyue sighed with relief while scolding him

. If Zheng Yihang's fans knew how she treated their idol, she believed she would be torn to pieces immediately. Zheng Yihang looked at her and smiled, seemingly enjoying it. Jiang Xinyue sometimes called him a masochist because the more she scolded him, the happier he became. He also often said things that were sure to shock: "I just found out now, my fans have always called me 'Second Master'." He winked at her, bringing his handsome face closer, "You didn't put on makeup just to see me, did you? I'm so touched..."

Jiang Xinyue spread her fingers and slapped his face, pushing away his incredibly handsome features: "Stop being so vain, it's all your fault, now all the good seats are taken..."

"It's okay, I'll have Elon arrange it for you. By the way, why didn't you answer my call last time?"

Jiang Xinyue ignored him and turned to his assistant: "Ms. Chen, can you really arrange it for me?"

Elon looked unhappy: "Ms. Jiang, my name is Chen Yingjun, you can call me Mr. Chen or Elon." Jiang Xinyue chuckled to herself. She wasn't the only one who called him Ms. Chen; even Zheng Yihang's fans called him that. The nickname "Ms. Chen" was already widely known. In Jiang Xinyue's mind, both Zheng Yihang and his assistant, Ms. Chen, were very, very unique.

As Jiang Xinyue followed Miss Chen out, Zheng Yihang specifically instructed from behind, "After the press conference, give my interview to your magazine." Jiang Xinyue gave an OK sign and playfully said, "Thanks."

Chapter 013

The press conference for the TV series went smoothly, but what surprised all the media workers was that the female lead of this TV series was actually a newcomer, or more accurately, a newcomer to the film industry. The female lead, Zhong Yutong, was considered to be in the entertainment industry, but she was just a member of a has-been girl group. After so many years of hard work, she had only managed to become a familiar face in the entertainment circle, and many reporters couldn't even remember her name.

After the press conference, there was a short media interview period. The entertainment industry is a standard place of pragmatism; being famous or not makes a world of difference. All the media's focus was on Zheng Yihang, who held seven or eight microphones with various logos, bombarding them with questions, almost unable to keep up. The veteran actors who played supporting roles to the male and female leads also got a little attention; they only had one or two microphones, and occasionally reporters would throw one or two questions at them. Only the female lead, Zhong Yutong, became Zheng Yihang's most typical foil. Even more cruelly, she had to stand next to him. Zheng Yihang was practically overflowing with microphones, while she had none.

The liveliness on Zheng Yihang's side only served to highlight her neglect and embarrassment, making her seem even a little pitiful. Yet, she had to stand to the side, maintaining a forced smile. No reporters would pay attention to her, and no one would pity her.

Jiang Xinyue raised her voice: "Yutong, what are your special feelings about your first foray into television?"

After she finished speaking, Zhong Yutong didn't react much, because she didn't quite believe a reporter would ask her a question. Jiang Xinyue cleared her throat and repeated herself loudly. Several surprised glances fell upon her, but she simply smiled encouragingly at Zhong Yutong.

Zhong Yutong finally heard her question and gave her a grateful glance. She adjusted her expression and answered Jiang Xinyue's question very appropriately. Then Jiang Xinyue asked her second question, and then a third...

After the press conference ended, Jiang Xinyue called out to Zhong Yutong: "I'd like to do an exclusive interview with you, is that alright?" Zhong Yutong's eyes showed surprise. She pointed to herself and asked uncertainly, "You mean me?"

Jiang Xinyue nodded: "Yes, it's you, that's right."

Zhong Yutong's smile was very bright. Jiang Xinyue thought that after this drama aired, Zhong Yutong would definitely become a big star. This scene was reminiscent of many years ago when Zheng Yihang had just debuted. She was the first reporter to send him an exclusive interview, and she was also the only reporter to ask him questions when he was ignored. They met when he was unknown, became friends, and stayed together until he became a big star.

"Thank you." Zhong Yutong's eyes showed a sincerity rarely seen in the industry. Yu Wei, who came with her, pulled her aside and whispered, "Are you crazy? How can you do an interview with her? Who would watch it?"

"People will watch it, you don't need to worry about that," Jiang Xinyue replied softly.

Yu Wei looked at her: "Alright, it's finally my turn to do Zheng Yihang's interview." As she spoke, she loudly extended an invitation to Zheng Yihang. Zheng Yihang looked over at them, his gaze landing on Jiang Xinyue with a somewhat aggressive look, and then he said arrogantly, "Sorry, I've already agreed to Sina Video."

Jiang Diaokai rested one hand on the car window, his eyes looking out.

Yesterday, when Jiang Xinyue came in, she saw his surprise; when he mentioned the "car sex scandal," the stunned, hurt, and tearful look in her eyes... This morning, the unexpected encounter at the bathroom door with his swollen eyes, and the amazed look she gave him as she went to work...

His expressions were quite varied in Nangong Ji's eyes, sometimes frowning, sometimes twitching his lips...

"What's he thinking with that expression?" Nangong Ji asked.

"Nothing," Jiang Diaokai shrugged.

"I specially brought you out for a drive, give me some face, cheer up."

"You're being so nice to me, you wouldn't happen to have some ulterior motive, would you?" Jiang Diao asked coolly.

Nangong Ji laughed: "Of course, hurry up and bring your dowry and your sister to come and join me."

The word "sister" was a bit sensitive, so Jiang Diao smiled but remained silent. He pointed ahead: "There's the sea over there, let's go for a walk."

Nangong Ji parked the car on the side of the road, and the two of them were immediately surrounded by seven or eight teenagers as soon as they got out. The leader was a tall, burly teenager with a roguish look. The teenager spat on the ground with an air of arrogance: "So you're the ones who touched my sister? Don't you know who I, Bao Dalong, am? You dare to deflower my sister? You're asking for death!"

"So you're Bao Xiaoyue's brother, Bao Dalong? Didn't you find out who we are before you came? Your father, Boss Bao, personally brought Bao Xiaoyue here, and Bao Xiaoyue volunteered to serve us. So what if you're her brother? Does she have to report to you every time she goes to a man?" Nangong Ji said calmly.

"Of course I have to report to my sister! I haven't even had a chance to taste her yet, and someone else has already tasted her. Of course I'm not happy about it. Whoever tastes her is going to be in trouble!" Bao Dalong was completely unreasonable.

Nangong Ji turned his head and whispered to Jiang Diaokai, "Looks like we're in for trouble this time."

Jiang Diaokai sized up Bao Dalong. Under his cold, sharp gaze, Bao Dalong was quite wary. Jiang Diaokai said in a low voice, "It's alright, I can handle them all by myself."

He turned to Bao Dalong: "Your sister is my virgin, have the guts to fight me one-on-one."

Hearing this, Bao Dalong's eyes turned green, and he pounced like a hungry tiger. Jiang Diaokai stood there, unmoved. Just as Bao Dalong's hand was about to touch his body, before anyone could even see what he did, he had already executed an over-the-shoulder throw, slamming Bao Dalong to the ground.

Bao Dalong was a tough guy; without uttering a sound, he grimaced and got up, charging at Jiang Diaokai again. Jiang Diaokai executed a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw a second time, and Bao Dalong fell even harder than the first time. He groaned, his nose and face bruised and swollen, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Jiang Diaokai approached him, and Bao Dalong's face showed fear. Jiang Diaokai looked down at him, his eyes still cold and sharp: "Do you submit? If not, come again."

At this moment, a boy standing behind Jiang Diaokai suddenly stabbed him with a knife. Nangong Ji stepped forward and kicked the boy's hand. The boy cried out in pain, and the knife flew into the air. Nangong Ji, however, overlooked the fact that there was another boy shooting from behind. Another boy stabbed him in the arm, and blood immediately flowed out.

"Ji, how are you?" Jiang Diaokai supported Nangong Ji's arm. Nangong Ji covered his wound with his hand, and blood soaked his fingers.

"I'm fine, Kai, let's go." Nangong Ji forced a smile, but it was very weak.

"Damn it, I won't let them get away with this." Jiang Diaokai's eyes turned red, and he kicked the boy in the head. A melee ensued, and Jiang Diaokai fought with the group of boys. Nangong Ji knew that Jiang Diaokai wouldn't be at a disadvantage with his skills, but being one against seven or eight made him anxious, and his blood started flowing more and more, making him feel dizzy and short of breath.

At this moment, a car pulled up from behind, and three or four burly men got out and rushed towards Nangong Ji.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

"You've come at the right time, quickly take care of them all." Nangong Ji ordered.

"It's more important to get the young master to the hospital first, we'll deal with them one day." The leader winked at the other two, and the three men grabbed Nangong Ji and drove away, the car quickly disappearing into the distance. At this moment, the sound of police sirens grew louder.

Chapter 014

"What's your name?" Police officer Xiao Zhang from the police station asked Jiang Diaokai.

Jiang Diaokai sat across the table, his long legs stretched out far, crossed at an angle, his arms propped on the chair, his index and thumbs supporting his chin, his posture as if he were sitting in a lounge, leisurely listening to light music. He seemed not to hear Xiao Zhang's question.

"What's your name?" Young Zhang was getting impatient.

Jiang Diaokai glanced at Zhang with cold eyes, a mocking smile playing on his lips. Enraged, Zhang jumped up.

"What, want to fight?" Jiang Diaokai's voice was as clear and indifferent as ever.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, his name is Jiang Diaokai, Jiang Diaokai!" Bao Dalong, sitting on the other side with a face full of bruises, quickly spoke up. Judging from his tone, he was clearly a repeat offender. Zhang

retorted defiantly, "Are you asking me? Are you asking me?!"

Bao Dalong tilted his head, muttering, "What difference does it make who I ask? You know my name, I'll tell you his, that's all."

Zhang raised his hand in a fighting gesture, and Bao Dalong quickly covered his head. Just then, a shout came from the doorway—

"Zhang!"

All the police officers in the room stood up, and Zhang turned and stood at attention.

"Team Leader Jiang is here."

Jiang Cheng entered the room, his gaze falling on Jiang Diaokai, then turning to Bao Dalong: "Bao Dalong, what was the name of the kid sitting next to you?"

Bao Dalong hesitated for a moment: "Jiang, Jiang Diaokai."

Jiang Cheng nodded, waving to the others in the room: "Alright, alright, you all go out, I'll handle things here."

Jiang Xinyue and Zhong Yutong talked for half an hour, the interview went very smoothly. Jiang Xinyue thanked them, packed up her interview equipment, and prepared to leave.

Zhong Yutong called out to her, "Reporter Jiang, may I invite you to afternoon tea?"

Jiang Xinyue stopped and turned around, "Why?"

Zhong Yutong quickly explained, her face flushed, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not bribing you... I just feel we get along very well. I've never met a reporter like you before. I always thought the relationship between reporters and actors was adversarial, but the first time I met you, Reporter Jiang, I felt you were different from them. You're a reporter who can truly befriend actors. I'm inviting you just to chat more with you and make friends with you..."

"I know, you don't need to explain," Jiang Xinyue smiled gently. "Just call me Xinyue. I'm calling you Yutong, aren't I? Let's go, I still have some time."

Seeing that Jiang Xinyue agreed, Zhong Yutong smiled like a child, took Jiang Xinyue's arm, and just as the two were about to leave, someone suddenly stood at the door.

Zheng Yihang appeared at some point and stood at the door of the interview room. His tall, imposing figure completely blocked the entrance. Reporters, alerted by the commotion, quickly gathered, setting up their cameras and microphones, ready to pounce.

Seeing so many reporters and Zheng Yihang's posture, Jiang Xinyue inwardly cried out in alarm. She knew Zheng Yihang's temper; when his spoiled brat temper flared, he wouldn't care about anything.

"Ms. Zhong, aren't you going too far? During the group interview, Reporter Jiang focused on you, and then she did an exclusive interview with you. Are you even going to squeeze in afternoon tea time? I already had afternoon tea with Reporter Jiang. Aren't you being incredibly disrespectful?" Zheng Yihang didn't even glance at Jiang Xinyue, only picking on Zhong Yutong, his gaze aggressive and menacing.

Zheng Yihang's words excited the media; they were just looking for a juicy story, and their cameras clicked furiously, flashes going off like lightning.

Faced with so many reporters and the questioning of the celebrity Zheng Yihang, Zhong Yutong turned pale. She had no idea what was going on and could only stand there awkwardly. Jiang Xinyue quickly stepped in front of Zhong Yutong, saying, "Please stop taking pictures, everyone! It's a misunderstanding, all my fault. I had arranged an afternoon tea interview with Mr. Zheng. I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng. We'll proceed with the interview immediately. Yutong, see you next time." Jiang Xinyue waved to the stunned Yutong and squeezed through the crowd with Zheng Yihang.

Soon, the two were seated in an elegant Italian restaurant. Zheng Yihang, his handsome face expressionless, fiercely cut into the steak on his plate, forking a piece and stuffing it into his mouth, seemingly torturing the beef with a bitter expression.

Jiang Xinyue, sitting opposite him, chuckled. He looked up warily and asked seriously, "What are you laughing at?"

Jiang Xinyue's smile faded as she fiddled with her knife and fork, raising an eyebrow, but the amusement in her eyes remained undisguised: "Did I laugh? Did I laugh? Which eye of yours saw that?"

"Jiang Xinyue!" Zheng Yihang called out through gritted teeth, bending down to forcefully cut the beef on his plate, as if he wanted to chop her into pieces.

"Alright, Zheng Yihang, don't be angry. Why are you being so petty?" Jiang Xinyue was the first to surrender.

"Why did you agree to interview me but did someone else? Why didn't you even look at me properly from beginning to end? All the other reporters had eyes for me, but you..."

"That's exactly why," Jiang Xinyue interrupted him, "That's why I did the interview with Zhong Yutong. Have you forgotten when you first debuted?"

Zheng Yihang looked at her for a while before saying, "I thought I was different... There are plenty of Zhang Yihangs, Li Yihangs, Zhou Yutongs, and Zhao Yutongs in the entertainment industry. You pay attention to them all and pity them all. What's the difference between me and them?"

"Of course you're different. You're my best friend. Although we're both very busy and don't contact each other often, you're a friend who brings warmth to my heart whenever I think of you. Zheng Yihang, thank you for letting me know you."

The knife in Zheng Yihang's hand fell onto the plate with a clatter. He hurriedly went to pick it up, then dropped the fork, making a flurry of movements. Jiang Xinyue walked over: "Why are you so nervous?" She picked up a fork and forked a piece of food for him. "Eat quickly." Zheng Yihang looked up at her, letting out a childish "Ah." Jiang Xinyue gently fed it to him. "Don't be angry, smile." Zheng Yihang ate while curling the corners of his lips. Jiang Xinyue smiled.

Just then, her phone rang. She took it out and answered: "Captain Jiang, what's wrong? What... A-Kai... Okay, I'll be right there."

"What happened?" Zheng Yihang asked.

"My brother got into a fight, and he's at the police station now... I'll go see him right now." Jiang Xinyue turned and ran out of the restaurant.

"Hey, I'll take you." Zheng Yihang stood up and chased after her.

"No need, it's not good to be photographed. You should go back now."

Zheng Yihang was about to leave when Miss Chen stopped him. "Yihang, your next appointment is coming up."

Jiang Xinyue entered the police station and said to Jiang Cheng, "Captain Jiang, I'm sorry to have troubled you again." She glanced at Jiang Diaokai, who also glanced at her before looking away. When she saw Bao Dalong's face covered in bruises, her heart skipped a beat. How could Jiang Diaokai have beaten him up like that? Would he be detained...? She was worried sick.

After Jiang Xinyue came in, Bao Dalong's eyes and mouth were agape, his gaze following Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Diaokai glanced at him and muttered, "Did you see that?" Bao Dalong lowered his head in fright. "I was just looking, it looked a bit like..."

"What did you say?" Jiang Diaokai's gaze sharpened. Bao Dalong shuddered: "No, no, no, it doesn't look like it at all..."

Jiang Xinyue said anxiously, "Captain Jiang, what exactly happened? Did A-Kai make some mistake? If the other party wants money, we'll take as much as we want, as long as they don't sue us..."

Jiang Diaokai heard her speak, turned to look at her, his expression changed slightly, and only after she finished speaking did he retort, "You're very rich, aren't you?" Jiang Xinyue didn't care about him, only looking at Jiang Cheng, who smiled: "It's not that serious."

"Dad." At this moment, a girl walked in from outside. Jiang Cheng introduced her to Jiang Xinyue: "This is my daughter Jiang Wei, Weiwei, this is Aunt Jiang."

Jiang Wei looked Jiang Xinyue up and down: "Dad, shouldn't you call her sister..."

Jiang Xinyue also said: "You should call her sister, she's about the same age as A-Kai."

"Just call her that." Jiang Cheng scolded.

"Auntie." Jiang Weiwei then obediently called out.

Jiang Xinyue looked at Jiang Wei. The girl wasn't particularly pretty, but she was in the prime of her youth. "So Weiwei's grown up already." Jiang Wei's eyes had already darted towards Jiang Diaokai. The boy in front of her was just too cool and handsome.

"Bao Dalong, tell me what happened again," Jiang Cheng said to Bao Dalong.

Bao Dalong honestly said, "Jiang Diaokai and I have known each other for a long time. We're good friends. Today, I just wanted to spar a bit, but I didn't expect to attract Brother Zhang and the others... Actually, it's nothing, just a spar..."

"Your face looks like it's been sparred?" Jiang Cheng teased. Jiang Wei covered her mouth and laughed at Bao Dalong's appearance, while secretly glancing at Jiang Diaokai.

"Jiang Diaokai is better than me. I always do this when we spar, it's voluntary, hehe..."

"Alright, put your handprint here." Jiang Cheng moved a piece of paper over. After pressing his fingerprints, Jiang Cheng said to Xinyue, "That's all, you can go now."

Jiang Xinyue thanked him and walked out of the police station one after the other with Jiang Diaokai. Jiang Diaokai had long legs, and he quickly fell behind. Jiang Xinyue caught up with him and asked, "Is what Bao Dalong said true? You two really weren't fighting?"

"Didn't you hear everything?" Jiang Diaokai kicked a pebble far away.

"I'm asking you, is what Bao Dalong said true?" Jiang Xinyue raised her voice.

He looked at her for a moment, then looked away and walked forward, his tone still clear and perfunctory: "It's true."

Jiang Xinyue sighed. Something was stuck in her chest, like a lump in her throat, but she couldn't swallow it or spit it out; she had anger in her heart but nowhere to vent it. They walked forward one after the other, a long distance apart. When they reached the bus stop, one stood on the left and the other on the right. Jiang Xinyue was too lazy to even talk to him. Just exchanging a few words with him would kill half her brain cells. She hadn't expected Jiang Diaokai, at such a young age, to use passive-aggressive tactics to such an extreme.

It was rush hour, and the two boarded the bus one after the other. The bus was incredibly crowded. Jiang Diaokai stood in front, while she deliberately walked past him to the back, separated by a sea of heads. There was practically no space between people; the slightest movement of the bus would result in a collective "hug." On a public bus, Jiang Xinyue could tolerate ordinary physical contact with strangers, but the man behind her was becoming increasingly inappropriate. He made lewd noises until Jiang Xinyue felt the friction and hardness against her buttocks. She finally couldn't bear it any longer and tried to move, but there was practically no room to move. The man remained tightly pressed against her, and she almost felt nauseous.

At this moment, Jiang Diaokai pushed through the crowd and stood behind the man. Tall and imposing, he towered over the man, a full head above him. Under his cold, piercing gaze, the man scurried away like a hamster.

Jiang Xinyue felt a warmth in her heart. Looking up at him, she saw him standing before her, his hands effortlessly gripping the handrail, standing as steady as a mountain. Her hands could only reach the handrail, her body swaying like a swing with the bus, her nose occasionally brushing against his chest. She felt a sense of peace, a peace she had never felt before. Jiang Diaokai, standing before her, was like a guardian angel.

"Screech—" A long brake, and everyone surged forward. Jiang Xinyue landed heavily on Jiang Diaokai's body. People behind her pressed against him, pulling her close. Her arms and face were pressed tightly against him, her back bearing the weight of many people, unable to move.

Her arms and face were pressed against his chest. He smelled the faint papaya scent in her hair and the unique sweet milky fragrance emanating from her. People were leaning forward, and he reached out a hand to gently support her waist, preventing her from falling.

"Screech—" The bus finally started moving again, and everyone returned to their original positions. Jiang Xinyue's face flushed slightly. She awkwardly scratched her hair, stealing a glance at Jiang Diaokai, who still wore that cool expression. She let out a long sigh, cursing the lousy bus in her heart. Her gaze shifted forward, only to be startled to find her red lipstick mark on Jiang Diaokai's chest—his distinctive white t-shirt—and he seemed oblivious.

Oh God—she closed her eyes. How could this be? Let her be embarrassed to death!

Chapter 015

"Take off your clothes and I'll wash them for you," Jiang Xinyue said to Jiang Diaokai, who was about to go into the bedroom, as soon as they entered the house. Jiang Diaokai hummed in response, glancing at Jiang Xinyue with a puzzled look.

Actually, Jiang Xinyue's initial embarrassment had passed, but Jiang Diaokai's gaze made her face inexplicably flush. She gestured in front of her chest, "Um... your t-shirt..."

Jiang Diaokai looked down, and when he looked up again, he saw Jiang Xinyue with her arms crossed, biting her lip awkwardly. His lips twitched almost imperceptibly, "No need." His voice was cold.

Jiang Xinyue said, "Oh, but lipstick is hard to wash off..."

"Anyway, I have a lot of t-shirts," Jiang Diaokai said before going inside.

A lot of t-shirts... Jiang Xinyue repeated Jiang Diaokai's words, seemingly understanding what he meant. Did he mean this t-shirt was going to be thrown away? "He's fine... It's just a lip print, it'll be washed off... Does he think she's dirty...?"

Jiang Diaokai had some minor cuts on his face, and Jiang Xinyue brought the first-aid kit from the bedroom to apply medicine to them. Luckily, he didn't refuse this time. They both sat on the bed, Jiang Xinyue leaning slightly, gently applying the medicated wine with a cotton swab, her movements extremely gentle, even blowing on it lightly.

Her body was almost touching his chest, her face so close, her lips pursed, gently breathing on his lower eyelids. Her hair tickled his cheek, itchy, soft, warm... The faint scent of papaya and its sweetness mingled with the milky aroma filled his nostrils. Normally, this wouldn't be enough to arouse a young man's sexual desire, but strangely, Jiang Diaokai suddenly had a strong erection.

Luckily, Jiang Xinyue's attention wasn't on him, and luckily he was wearing thick jeans, the bulge in his crotch concealed by the thick fabric, so it wasn't too noticeable.

She seemed oblivious, patiently and meticulously applying the iodine to his skin. It was this unintentional allure that pushed the young man's tolerance to its limit. If she continued, he had only two choices: either push her away roughly or forcefully pin her to the bed.

But—that soft hair, that gentle breath, that faint feminine fragrance, that soft, warm body… what an temptation it was for the young man! His hand slowly rose from behind her, opening almost to close, his icy eyes suddenly staring directly at her face.

The oblivious girl, however, still kept her head turned, carefully applying the iodine, unaware of the lurking danger beside her. She didn't know that she wasn't raising a gentle pet, but a dangerous little beast that would one day unleash its sharp claws and greedily suck her flesh…

Good and evil were separated by a single thought. When his hand touched her waist, he shoved her away violently. Jiang Xinyue gasped, spilling the iodine on her hand.

"Are you done yet? I'm going to take a shower. It's not a serious injury." With that, he leaned forward, and she quickly pulled back. He pressed his arm against her shoulder, pulled the towel behind her, and left the bedroom.

"What kind of attitude is that..." Jiang Xinyue muttered angrily, venting her frustration. She admitted she couldn't afford to offend him; he could do whatever he wanted, while she could only "swallow her anger." From the day he was born, she was destined to owe him!

Cold water cascaded over the boy's healthy, smooth body, yet his desire remained hard. Finally, he threw away the showerhead and masturbated, his mind filled with the events of the day—his embrace on the bus, the gentle caress of her hair, and her every smile and gesture these past few days...

Jiang Xinyue was truly frustrated. Are all sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys like this? Even taking a shower couldn't keep them quiet. The bathroom was so noisy; she could hear the sounds of things hitting the floor from the kitchen. She was genuinely worried that her young master might flip the toilet if he got upset. She rushed out, and then the boy's muffled voice drifted in from the bathroom, making her heart clench.

"A-Kai, what's wrong?" She was still worried about him.

There was no answer, but the sound continued, like the howl of a wounded animal, chilling her to the bone.

"A-Kai!" She was terrified.

But she didn't know that her voice was the best catalyst, sending the boy to ecstasy, causing his desire to erupt…

"Whoosh—" The bathroom door opened from the inside, and Jiang Xinyue quickly took a step back. Jiang Diaokai stepped out, wearing only underwear, a towel clutched in his hand, water droplets rolling down his muscular chest and hair—a perfect picture of a handsome man emerging from the bath.

Jiang Xinyue couldn't see any of this. She grabbed his arm, "Ah Kai, are you alright? I told you not to take a shower, it would hurt your wound..." His gaze shifted down, cool and slow, landing on her hand. It took her a while to realize her hand was inappropriate; his upper body was bare, and even if it was her brother, she couldn't just put her hand anywhere. Realizing this, she quickly withdrew her hand.

"What did you hear?" he asked her coldly.

"You sounded like you were in pain..." she replied.

He chuckled, looking at her clear eyes, which clearly showed concern. She was a woman who had been with men, yet she was still so naive. "You misheard, I was practicing singing." He even gave her a strange wink before grabbing a towel and going into the room.

"Practicing singing? Is the song called 'Ghostly Howl'? Pfft..." Jiang Xinyue didn't notice Jiang Diaokai pause at the doorway; he heard her small protest.

Jiang Diao drove into the room, looking down. His boxer shorts were bulging high between his legs. He had already calmed down, but the moment she placed her hand on his arm, a surge of lust rose again…

“Crazy, really crazy!” He picked up the t-shirt she had taken off, unfolded it, and saw clear lip prints. Her fingers traced and caressed them… Finally, she grabbed it and rubbed it between her legs. Her breathing became heavy, and her voice was filled with gritted teeth: “Jiang Xinyue, you’d better not mess with me.”

What did it mean to mess with him? What would happen if she did? Just like now, as he tore at the t-shirt with her lip print on it… the evil within him was released along with his desires, his sharp teeth biting open the first chain of the cage, soon to break free…

Chapter 016

The next day, in a private room at the Flower Rain Club of Wancheng Middle School, Jiang Diaokai met Nangong Ji. His arm was bruised, and his face was paler than usual. Seeing him enter, Nangong Ji smiled warmly: “Akai, I’m sorry about yesterday. They only cared about me and left you behind. I said that if this happens again, protecting you is the same as protecting me. I sent them to find you when you went to the hospital. The police said you’ve already gone home.”

Jiang Diaokai looked at his injury: “Don’t talk about me. How are you hurt?”

“It’s just a small injury, it’s nothing.” Nangong Ji moved his arm.

“If it weren’t for you, I might be the one injured now.”

“Your help wasn’t that much. It’s all because Uncle K and the others are always protecting their chicks like mother hens, leaving me almost powerless to even kill a chicken.” Nangong Ji joked about himself.

Jiang Diaokai knew he was afraid he would overthink things. He reached out his hand: “Ji, you really made a good friend.”

Nangong Ji reached out, and the two shook hands: “Who says otherwise? We’re going to be brothers for life, right?”

“Of course, we’ll share the good times and the bad.” Jiang Diaokai said.

“Tsk tsk,” Gao Zhao walked in, just in time to hear the last part of the sentence, “What do you mean by sharing the good times? To put it bluntly, it just means having women to play with, right?”

Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai smiled at each other. Gao Zhao snapped his fingers: “Someone wants to see you today and specifically asked me to introduce you. Bao Dalong, come in.” As soon as he finished speaking, Bao Dalong entered with his hands tied behind his back and his bare back exposed, followed by several brothers.

“What are you doing?” Nangong Ji asked.

Bao Dalong knelt down with a thud: "I'm imitating the ancients, carrying thorns to apologize. There's a saying in

the martial arts world, 'A bet is a bet,' and I, Bao Dalong, admit defeat. From now on, my brothers and I are under your command." "No need for that. Get as far away from me as possible," Jiang Diao said coolly.

"Don't be like that, brother. Your punches and kicks yesterday really impressed me. If you don't agree to take me in, I won't get up today," Bao Dalong said shamelessly.

“Open it up. I must say, Bao Dalong has some sense,” Nangong Ji said. “Just for Gao Zhao and Bao Xiaoyang's sake, they're family after all. Bao Dalong, stand up and speak. Untie him.”

Bao Dalong stood up, took a small wooden box from his brother, and handed it to Nangong Ji: “This is my greeting gift.”

Nangong Ji raised an eyebrow slightly, opened the box, and inside was a bloody little finger. Jiang Diao cursed and turned his face away. Gao Zhao also cursed, “Too damn bloody.”

Only Nangong Ji remained unfazed, a faint smile still playing on his lips: “What does this mean?”

“There are rules in this world. A one-on-one fight is a one-on-one fight. You can’t stab someone in the back. I took care of that unruly kid when I got back yesterday, taught him a lesson, and saw if he dared to be so dishonest again.”

Nangong Ji snorted, “Who knows if this finger is his?”

Bao Dalong pulled a timid man behind him over, showing him his hand to Nangong Ji. Sure enough, his left hand was bandaged. Bao Dalong said, “I, Bao Dalong, have many flaws, but I never lie.”

Nangong Ji smiled, “This lesson is a bit too lenient. I’m afraid he won’t remember. By the way, what’s your name?” He turned to the man with a warm expression.

The man’s face turned pale, and he stammered, “I, I’m called Ade.”

“Ade,” Nangong Ji said playfully, “Extend your right hand.” As he spoke, a gleaming fruit knife appeared in his hand. Ade was so frightened that he hid behind Bao Dalong.

Nangong Ji said, "Ade, if you're scared, just go outside. But soon, maybe tomorrow Uncle K will find you, and you won't know what fear is anymore."

Bao Dalong pulled Ade out from behind him: "Look at you, Ade? It's just two fingers, is it more important than your head?"

Ade was already intimidated by Nangong Ji's aura, and besides, he already knew Nangong Ji's background. His face was ashen as he reached for the coffee table. Nangong Ji raised his knife and brought it down, a smile still on his lips. Then—blood, screams… Even Gao Zhao, who had been grinning just moments before, covered his mouth and ran into the bathroom. Jiang Xinyue got

off work and opened the door to her house as usual. She changed her clothes in the entryway, went into the living room, and turned on the light. The living room of her rented small apartment was poorly lit, so she had to turn on the lights even during the day. But this time, the incandescent bulb blinked eerily a few times. Jiang Xinyue had just thought something was wrong when she heard a "snap." She was so frightened that she crouched down and covered her ears. When she looked again, the light bulb was off.

"What bad luck today..." She slumped back onto the sofa, resting her chin on a cushion. The image of her argument with Lin Nan replayed in her mind, and she sighed deeply.

That morning, on her way to work, she saw Yu Wei come out of Lin Nan's office, greeting her with a smile, and asking if she knew why Zheng Yihang wouldn't give the interview to the city newspaper. Seeing Jiang Xinyue's noncommittal response, she answered her own question, saying, "Jiang Xinyue, can't you see Zheng Yihang is pursuing you? He specifically gave the interview to the city newspaper, but you went and interviewed Zhong Yutong. Zheng Yihang is just being stubborn with you, and I'm getting dragged into it too."

Jiang Xinyue retorted, "Don't talk nonsense. Have you ever seen a top movie star pursue a junior reporter? Besides, when does he have time for romance?" As they were talking, the internal phone rang, and Lin Nan asked Jiang Xinyue to come to his office.

When Jiang Xinyue walked in, Lin Nan was looking through her manuscript. Seeing her come in, he put the manuscript down and asked, "I heard from Yu Wei that you had already arranged an interview with Zheng Yihang, but you gave up such a good opportunity at the last minute?"

"Yes, I decided to interview Zhong Yutong halfway through," Jiang Xinyue said frankly.

Lin Nan frowned slightly: "Do you know what this means? Not only have you offended Zheng Yihang, but you probably won't be able to get any more interviews with him in the future, and you also..."

"I also offended you—my boss, didn't I?" Jiang Xinyue looked directly at Lin Nan sharply.

Lin Nan looked at her for a while before saying, "Xinyue, I'm not targeting anyone. Do you know what getting an interview with Zheng Yihang, with his popularity, means for our metropolitan newspaper? Yet you chose Zhong Yutong, whom nobody cares about. Did you consider that this interview would have virtually no audience?"

"I believe Zhong Yutong will definitely become a big star in the future."

"That's in the future, but not now—right now, almost nobody knows who Zhong Yutong is, so nobody will buy our newspaper because of this interview. Xinyue, we're not a charity here; we don't interview people just because they're pitiful..." "

So you're saying all media reporters are going to be driven by fame and fortune? All media professionals are going to be pragmatic and realistic, only adding to the glory and not offering help in times of need, and even learning to kick someone when they're down? If that's the case, I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I'm sorry I can't do that yet." Jiang Xinyue finished speaking and stormed out of Lin Nan's office without giving him a chance to reply. Even when Lin Nan honked his horn to offer her a ride home after work, she pretended not to see it. When the bus arrived, she boarded without even saying hello.

Looking back now, she realized she and Lin Nan had long harbored disagreements, which were only just now becoming apparent. Their different positions naturally led to differing opinions. If it weren't for her relationship with Lin Nan, her attitude towards her superior would likely have landed her long ago. And wasn't that subconsciously the reason she dared to be so "outrageous" in front of Lin Nan? From

Lin Nan's perspective, his "criticism" of her was understandable, but even though she understood the logic, she was still angry with him. Chapter 17, June 3rd

: A private room at the Flower Rain Club was filled with an atmosphere of debauchery and chaotic sounds—Bao Xiaoyue, naked, swayed her legs spread 180 degrees, while the tall, muscular Bao Dalong thrust into her, his large penis thrusting repeatedly into her white buttocks. Gao Zhao, with his long legs spread, was practically sitting on Bao Xiaoyue's head, his enormous penis inserted into her mouth, pumping back and forth. The fifteen-year-old girl's body was as supple as a snake, soft moans escaping her throat, her lips making "sizzling" sounds as she swallowed. After dozens of rapid thrusts, Bao Dalong reached his climax, his abundant semen spraying into the girl's wet vulva. Gao Zhao walked over: "Calling you a beast wouldn't be an exaggeration. You do this to your own sister, and even ejaculate inside her. Be careful Bao Xiaoyang gives birth to something even worse than a beast." As he spoke, he flipped the girl's body over, making her kneel on the ground like a dog, and then, without any mercy, he grabbed his engorged penis and thrust it inside. Gao Dalong watched his sister being fucked and forced to the ground, his hand reaching out to pinch and fondle the girl's breasts: "Damn it, I'm a beast, and you're even worse than a beast. It's only natural for me to fuck my sister, what's it to you? Besides, she's a little vixen; she knew what birth control pills were at thirteen." On the other side of the private room, Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai chatted casually over tea, seemingly oblivious to the lewd sounds and scenes inside, or perhaps already accustomed to it. "Your birthday is in a few days, right? What are your plans?" Nangong Ji asked. "It doesn't matter, I don't really care about that. But before, whether I was home or not, my parents would always celebrate my birthday at home, though I rarely celebrated with them." Jiang Diaokai's voice contrasted sharply with Nangong Ji's, one warm, one cold. "That won't do." Nangong Ji disagreed with Jiang Diaokai's attitude. "A birthday is a mother's day of suffering; it should be taken seriously."

Jiang Diaokai didn't reply, but a strange look flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, a face flashed through his mind, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant. Nangong Ji, oblivious to the change in his expression, continued, "How was your stay at your house this time?"

Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow at Nangong Ji, a hint of surprise in his expression. Nangong Ji smiled, "What, was it inconvenient? Did you keep a mistress hidden away?"

Jiang Diaokai turned his head away, seemingly too lazy to pay him any attention. Nangong Ji chuckled, "You're not saying you're keeping a mistress hidden away, and only have an old and ugly sister, are you?"

Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow, seemingly agreeing. Nangong Ji said, "Is your sister really that unpresentable? It feels like she's hiding something from everyone. But I heard from Bao Dalong that your sister is a standard graceful lady."

"Bao Dalong," Jiang Diaokai called to Bao Dalong, who was busy at work. Despite his rough exterior, Bao Dalong was actually quite shrewd. He said innocently, "Brother, I didn't say anything. My sister is very beautiful."

"See?" Nangong Ji said, "I have no luck with your sister. I've been to your house several times and never run into her. But Bao Dalong, he bumped into her the first time. It's okay that you're not home for your birthday. I'll definitely pay you a visit another day. Your sister is my sister, isn't she? I've been an only child since I was little, and I envy you for having a sister."

"She's not beautiful at all. She's just an ordinary person." Jiang Diaokai lowered his head, his thick eyelashes covering his eyes. He seemed to be staring intently at one spot. Jiang Xinyue's image flashed through his mind again. On the bus, she bumped into his chest, her hair disheveled but unaware. Her lips pressed against his heart through the fabric. His heart warmed, and his blood seemed to flow backward...

"Achoo—" Jiang Xinyue sneezed loudly while standing on the stool. The stool wobbled a few times, and she quickly squatted down, her legs trembling. She had already rummaged through the drawer to find a spare light bulb to replace it, but she was a little afraid of heights, and the whole process was nerve-wracking.

"Who's nagging me? How annoying, please, don't nag me at a crucial time like this..." Jiang Xinyue muttered as she stood up unsteadily, reaching up to take the old light bulb down, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't reach it. She remembered there was a folding stool in the kitchen, so she found it, placed it on the stool, and carefully climbed up, slowly straightening her body. Finally, she reached it, but her legs trembled slightly as she looked up.

She gritted her teeth and twisted the broken old light bulb. Just then, the door opened, and Jiang Diaokai entered the house. Turning around the entrance, his gaze fell on the stool, then on the folding stool, and then on Jiang Xinyue, whose legs were trembling and swaying precariously. His gaze lingered on her.

Jiang Xinyue turned her head, her eyes meeting Jiang Diaokai's. She gasped, but it was too late; her body had already slumped forward. "Plop!" She landed in Jiang Diaokai's arms. Jiang Diaokai's chest tightened, followed by a wave of warmth; Jiang Xinyue's body was incredibly soft and fragrant.

After a long while, Jiang Xinyue slowly opened her eyes. When she met his dark, icy gaze, she realized she was lying in his arms; it was Jiang Diaokai who had caught her, preventing her from falling.

She quickly stood up, her hands instinctively clutching her clothes, her voice slightly apologetic: "Thank you, A-Kai. This light suddenly broke, and I wanted to replace it, so..."

He glanced at her coldly: "Are you stupid? Don't you know there's a man living in this house?"

"A man?" she repeated, looking at him with some confusion. Then, suddenly realizing what she meant, her lips twitched, and she couldn't help but point at him and laugh, still muttering the word "man."

His face grew colder and colder. She belatedly realized her mistake after laughing for a long time, quickly shutting her mouth and awkwardly withdrawing her finger that had been pointing at him. She fiddled with her hair, saying, "Um...yes...maybe it's because I'm used to living alone...actually, you're already sixteen. Although you're still a child, you're taller than most people your age and look like an adult..." Her explanation only made things worse; Jiang Diaokai's face seemed to grow even colder.

Jiang Xinyue felt a little awkward under his gaze. She turned to pick up the new light bulb to change it, but Jiang Diaokai snatched it from her hand and quickly changed the bulb. Watching his swift and efficient work, Jiang Xinyue suddenly understood the vast differences between men and women.

Jiang Diaokai shoved the tarnished old light bulb into her arms: "From now on, I'll do these things. Otherwise, it's not worth falling flat on your face, and it'll look awful if you lose your teeth and smile."

His last look at her was truly sinister. She rubbed her arms, which were covered in goosebumps: "What? It was just a smile. It's ridiculous for a minor to claim to be a man..."

Chapter 018

Jiang Xinyue and Jiang Diaokai's relationship had passed the "adjustment period" without her realizing it. Jiang Xinyue slowly sensed the change in their relationship, probably starting from that time they took the bus together...? Actually, she wasn't quite sure. That time on the bus, when Jiang Diaokai pushed through the crowd like a god to protect her, she felt warmth and security from him for the first time... He wasn't as cold as he appeared, was he? He still cared about her, didn't he? Although he remained cool and arrogant in their subsequent interactions, she wasn't as uncomfortable as she had been at first.

And her understanding of Jiang Diaokai was only just beginning at that time. Sometimes she wondered how many other sides of Jiang Diaokai she hadn't seen.

From the day Jiang Xinyue returned to B City and first met the sixteen-year-old Jiang Diaokai, she had already foreseen how popular such a boy would be with girls. However, at that time, it was just a concept until Jiang Wei's appearance gave Jiang Xinyue a profound interpretation of that concept.

Actually, Jiang Xinyue didn't initially expect Jiang Wei to be there for Jiang Diaokai, because Jiang Diaokai wasn't home the first time she visited her house. She had a deep impression of this girl; the girl wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was youthful and charming, well-behaved and sensible. Coupled with Jiang Xinyue's relationship with Jiang Cheng, she naturally liked Jiang Wei from the bottom of her heart. As

Jiang Wei's visits to Jiang Xinyue's house became more frequent, she naturally ran into Jiang Diaokai. Only then did Jiang Xinyue belatedly realize that Jiang Wei's eyes were filled with girlish admiration when she looked at Jiang Diaokai. At the dinner table, she would intentionally or unintentionally bring up topics about Jiang Diaokai, and after dinner, she would find excuses to sneak into Jiang Diaokai's room. Jiang Xinyue understood; she had also been through the age of fifteen or sixteen and naturally understood Jiang Wei's psychology. In fact, out of affection for Jiang Wei, she was somewhat pleased.

However, in Jiang Xinyue's opinion, Jiang Diaokai's attitude was truly infuriating. Jiang Wei's "enthusiasm" and Jiang Diaokai's "coldness" created a stark contrast. If Jiang Wei didn't initiate a conversation, Jiang Diaokai would completely ignore her. And of the topics Jiang Wei deliberately brought up, nine out of ten were glossed over by Jiang Diaokai, sometimes he even pretended not to hear them. This made Jiang Xinyue feel particularly embarrassed for Jiang Wei. Sometimes, she couldn't stand it anymore and would deliberately tap the table with her chopsticks or cough lightly. Whenever this happened, Jiang Diaokai would raise an eyebrow at her but continue doing as before. Jiang Xinyue could only deliberately say some "nonsense" to liven up the atmosphere. Once, after dinner, Jiang Wei went to Jiang Diaokai's room to ask about a computer problem. When Jiang Xinyue brought them fruit, she discovered that Jiang Diaokai, engrossed in playing games, had completely ignored Jiang Wei.

“Ah Kai, I’ve known Jiang Wei’s father for a long time. He’s the captain of the criminal investigation team, we usually call him Captain Jiang. You don’t know, he’s known my parents for a long time, and we’ve kept in touch in recent years. He often provides me with information. He’s an upright and kind person. I’ve often heard him mention his daughter, Jiang Wei. Weiwei is from a single-parent family…” One day after dinner, Jiang Xinyue made a point of chatting with Jiang Diaokai.

“What exactly are you trying to say?” Jiang Diaokai asked the rambling Jiang Xinyue impatiently.

Jiang Xinyue was slightly embarrassed: “Um… Weiwei is a very cute girl. She’s a guest when she comes to our house. Could you please be more polite to her in the future?”

“For example?” Jiang Diaokai asked indifferently.

Jiang Xinyue was already grateful that he didn’t give her a cold shoulder, so she quickly pressed her advantage: “For example, when she’s talking, you can interact with her appropriately. When she comes to your room to ask you about your computer, don’t just play by yourself…”

After that conversation, Jiang Wei came to their house again—

"Aunt Jiang, your cooking is so delicious, much better than my dad's." Jiang Wei's words were particularly sweet.

"Really? Then eat more." Jiang Xinyue happily helped her put food on her plate.

"What did she call you?" Jiang Diaokai pointed at Jiang Wei and asked Jiang Xinyue.

Jiang Xinyue smiled, her eyes curving into crescents: "Auntie, what's wrong?"

Jiang Diaokai turned to face Jiang Wei: "She's my sister, and you call her 'Auntie,' so shouldn't you call me 'Uncle'?" The little girl opposite him was stunned.

"A-Kai..." Jiang Xinyue didn't expect Jiang Diaokai's interaction to be like this. He was really disappointed in her.

Unexpectedly, after the little girl's surprise, she smiled sweetly: "Sure, I'll call you 'Uncle' from now on, okay? Actually, in South Korea, many girls call boys who are a few years older than them 'Uncle'..."

Jiang Xinyue's face darkened.

"Then, Uncle, can you teach me how to play computer games later?" Jiang Wei asked.

“Okay.” Jiang Diaokai stood up. “Come to my room later.” He then actually patted Jiang Wei’s head like an older man, adding a smile.

Jiang Wei was completely petrified; this was the first time Jiang Diaokai had smiled at her since they met.

Jiang Xinyue, however, felt a chill run down her spine at the sight of Jiang Diaokai. Had her conversation really worked? Why did she feel so uneasy?

Chapter 019

Jiang Wei’s situation was one thing, although Jiang Xinyue was a little slow to realize it. She wasn’t surprised at all that Jiang Wei liked Jiang Diaokai. In her eyes, Jiang Diaokai could be a bit annoying at times, but such a young man certainly had the power to charm everyone. If she hadn’t watched Jiang Diaokai grow up, if she weren’t his older sister, if she were a few years younger, from an outsider’s perspective, she might have been even more infatuated than Jiang Wei. But family ties are strange; they flourish like a tree in your blood, completely preventing the growth of other impurities.

Jiang Xinyue simply couldn’t fully process this other side of Jiang Diaokai. Actually, she just wanted him to be an ordinary child, doing what he should do at the right time, peacefully and happily, rather than standing out too much from the crowd. However, should she be upset that she had really overlooked his growth or pleasantly surprised by his remarkable achievements?

For several days, Jiang Xinyue was so busy that she was dizzy. When she got home from work, she went straight to the bathroom to wash all the clothes that had piled up over the past few days, otherwise Jiang Diaokai would definitely complain that he had nothing to wear. But when she opened the laundry basket, it was empty. Had she remembered wrong? Where had all her and Jiang Diaokai's dirty clothes gone? Turning her head again, her eyes lit up. A brand-new fully automatic washing machine was placed in the place where the old one used to be. Its compact size and streamlined appearance were exactly what she had dreamed of, but the old washing machine was still usable, and she couldn't bear to replace it.

She rushed out of the bathroom, puzzled. Looking up, sunlight streamed through the densely packed clothes hanging on the living room clothes rack, and the fresh scent of laundry detergent filled the air… This expensive washing machine, these neatly rinsed clothes…

“Ah Kai, come out here for a second.” She wasn’t completely overwhelmed by the “surprise.” The moment she saw the washing machine, alarm bells went off in her head. After a while, Jiang Diao Kai lazily pushed open the bedroom door, asking her impatiently what was wrong.

“What’s the deal with that washing machine?” she asked cautiously, trying to keep her tone calm.

“What do you mean, ‘what’s the deal?’ Of course, I bought it.” He glanced at her strangely.

“Bought it?” He said it so casually, why was she so angry? “Then where did the money come from?” she began to grit her teeth.

He raised his eyelids again, looking at her like she was an idiot, his tone somewhat cold: "What do you think? Don't you know?"

She knew nothing! If she knew, she wouldn't be in such a hurry: "I've never given you this much money before. You...you haven't done anything wrong, have you?" It's no wonder she misunderstood; concern clouded her judgment. Someone like Jiang Diaokai had many ways to make money; he didn't need anything, just his looks.

Jiang Diaokai's face fell, his eyes as cold as ice, and he uttered: "Think what you want!" before slamming the door shut.

"A-Kai...Jiang Diaokai..." No matter how much she called, Jiang Diaokai ignored her.

How could this be?! Did she have no sense of self-worth? She had been so careful in front of him, treating him like a goddess, afraid of saying anything that might offend him. Now, she had spoiled him like this; it was all her own fault.

Could it be...the money from her parents...? She cursed herself for being stupid and quickly called home.

"Mom, have you and Dad sent any money to A-Kai lately?"

Jiang's mother laughed first on the other end of the line, "A-Kai isn't that kind of child... What's wrong? Is A-Kai being disobedient?"

"Oh, no, no..." Jiang Xinyue didn't want her parents to worry, so she quickly denied it. She chatted with her mother for a few more minutes before hanging up.

Such a small matter made Jiang Xinyue feel troubled, and she also felt a loneliness she had never felt before. Even before Jiang Diaokai came, she had never felt so isolated and helpless living alone. He was already sixteen years old, and she had missed sixteen years of his life. Now, it seemed too late for her to influence him...

Moreover, he seemed angry with her, and what was frustrating was that she didn't know why he was so angry! The angry Jiang Diaokai seemed even more unyielding than usual. He didn't eat dinner. The next day, Jiang Wei came. With the little girl there, the atmosphere wasn't too awkward, but even Jiang Wei seemed to sense something was off. She quietly asked in her ear, "Aunt Jiang, what's wrong with Kai? Did you two have a fight?"

"No..." she denied softly, turning to look at him. His eyes were cold, and her words froze on her tongue. She gave Jiang Wei a slightly awkward smile.

"Kai, I called Mom and Dad, and they said... they didn't send you any money... I just wanted to..."

Jiang Diao Kai pushed the bowl away and suddenly stood up. Jiang Xinyue looked up at him, and Jiang Diao Kai turned to Jiang Wei: "Didn't you say you wanted to learn computer games from me? Come on over." Jiang Wei looked at Jiang Xinyue, but couldn't resist the temptation. She called out, "Okay!" and followed Jiang Diao Kai into the bedroom.

Jiang Xinyue was left hanging like a dried fish, not reacting for a long time. She finally let out a sigh of relief: "What happened to me? Who did I offend?"

Chapter 020

Jiang Diaokai was a young man who could take passive-aggressive behavior to its extreme. If he disliked someone, just standing next to him would instantly freeze you into an ice cube. Not to mention living together, that would be absolute torture.

What if one day A-Kai fell in love with a girl? The depressed Jiang Xinyue actually thought about such a question. Judging from his usual attitude towards her and Jiang Wei, the girl he could fall in love with must be a rare breed. He would definitely love that rare breed to the extreme, be extremely domineering, and have a possessiveness that was unbearable for ordinary people. Thinking of this, Jiang Xinyue shuddered and rubbed the goosebumps on her arms.

At this moment, a client came to visit. The middle-aged, slightly wealthy client pointed at her nose, repeatedly calling out "JD" with a look of surprise on his face. At first, Jiang Xinyue thought he knew Yu Wei, who was standing next to her. However, she later realized the client was pointing at her, so she pointed to herself as well. The client nodded repeatedly, but Jiang Xinyue was completely confused. She didn't know this man, and her name wasn't JD.

"JD?" Yu Wei, standing to the side, suddenly exclaimed, grabbing Jiang Xinyue's arm as if suddenly realizing something. "You know JD? Really? That legendary IT prodigy?"

So it was him… She hadn’t just heard about it, she’d heard it more than once. That IT prodigy was shrouded in an aura of divinity, practically a legend in the industry. An IT prodigy—if these two accolades were bestowed upon a young man in his prime, it would be truly captivating, especially since she was a journalist. She wasn’t just captivated; sometimes she was also bewildered. Did such a mythical figure as JD really exist?

“What’s going on?” Jiang Xinyue looked at Yu Wei, then at the inexplicably excited client. “How do I know JD?”

“Miss Jiang, don’t pretend.” The middle-aged client stepped forward, warmly grasped Jiang Xinyue’s hand, and shook it vigorously. “You not only know him, but you’re also close to Mr. JD.”

Yu Wei looked at Jiang Xinyue with some “horrification”: “She…? Close to JD?”

“What are you saying?” Jiang Xinyue protested. The client still held her hand: "Miss Jiang, don't you remember me? At the entrance of XX residential area..."

This reminder stirred up Jiang Xinyue's last remaining memory: "Ah, it's you." He was the man who had followed her a few days ago. During those days, she often felt like she was being watched and followed. As a journalist, she often offended people without realizing it. She had actually encountered someone seeking revenge before, so she was a little uneasy. One day, she used a counter-surveillance technique that Lin Nan had taught her and caught the man red-handed. Just as she was about to question him, the man asked her about A-Kai. That day also happened to be Jiang Diaokai returning home from school. He pulled the man away from a distance, and Jiang Xinyue watched them talk downstairs for a long time from upstairs.

How funny, it turned out he was looking for A-Kai, causing her a false alarm. Jiang Diaokai came upstairs, and she asked him who the man was. Jiang Diaokai said he was a classmate's father, so she didn't ask any further questions.

"Our company developed a beauty soap and introduced a fully automated production line. However, we later discovered a bug: some boxes were often empty of soap, significantly increasing production costs. So, I went to great lengths to contact JD.com, requesting them to design a detection software for our company. I was willing to pay three million yuan for the patent rights. I gave JD.com three days and paid half the deposit. Three days later, I contacted them, only to find out they hadn't done anything. I was furious. I respect that they are an IT genius, but even geniuses shouldn't waste other people's time. Our company only needs a day..." "That's a loss of tens of millions! But then JD said to me, 'Two and a half million. I'll deliver the software to you tomorrow. The five hundred thousand less will be my compensation for breach of contract, if you're sure you need it. Besides, I have an even simpler method. No testing, no application, it can be implemented immediately, and we won't charge you a single penny more than the deposit. Which one do you choose?'" The customer spoke with great enthusiasm, spittle flying everywhere. "I'm not stupid, of course I'll choose the latter. Wow, I really didn't expect that, I really didn't expect that. A genius's mind is different. It turns out the solution to the problem is so simple..." The customer clicked his tongue and clapped his hands

in amazement. Even Jiang Xinyue was intrigued. Yu Wei pressed, "What is the method? Tell us quickly."

"Guess what?" the customer said mysteriously, "JD told me to spend 100 yuan to buy a high-powered fan and put it next to the assembly line, and all the problems were solved... Honestly, I'm completely convinced that I spent one and a half million. JD is really amazing..." The customer gave a thumbs up. This JD is truly remarkable. This money is too easy for him to earn; it's almost as easy as "scamming" it. But unlike a real scam, the person "scammed" admires this "scammer" to the point of worship.

"What exactly is your relationship with JD?" Yu Wei asked sharply.

"He's my younger brother, and I only found out today that he's JD..." Jiang Xinyue said.

"You only found out today?" Yu Wei clearly didn't believe her. "You're not hiding something to break the news, are you? Jiang Xinyue, you're so lucky! Not only is a top movie star pursuing you, but you also have an IT genius younger brother..."

Jiang Xinyue stood on the rooftop, lost in thought. She needed to find a secluded place to process this "big surprise." Indeed, she never dreamed that Jiang Diao's meeting was with that genius young JD. One and a half million—it would take her ten years to earn that much, while he had it easily. If he wanted, tens of millions wouldn't be a problem at all. Her brother was a millionaire, even a multi-millionaire, and yet she ridiculously paid him two thousand yuan a month for living expenses, ridiculously thinking she would be his guardian for the next n years…

How ridiculously “ignorant” she was of her brother…

“Mom, have you ever heard of JD?” Jiang Xinyue dialed her mother's number again, overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

“JD? Is he a foreigner?”

“No, by the way, Mom, is A-Kai very skilled with computers?” Jiang Xinyue changed her question.

"Yes, you forgot how obsessed A-Kai was with computers when he was little. He even won first prize in a national game competition in sixth grade. Back then, many businesses asked him to try out their games. I was wondering why they paid so much money just for playing games. In junior high, A-Kai also won first prize in the World Youth Robotics Competition and even went abroad to receive his award. Your dad and I don't know when he learned this skill. He started programming and designing software for others in junior high... I even got him a special card. All the money he earns is deposited in the card, and I keep it for him. He's never spent any of it himself..."

"Mom, why have you never told me about this?"

"I thought you knew..."

Yes, shouldn't she know? She should know. No wonder when she asked Jiang Diaokai where the money came from, he asked her back, "Don't you know?" No wonder he was angry, because she was such a bad older sister!

"A-Kai." Jiang Xinyue stood ingratiatingly next to Jiang Diaokai, who was changing his shoes in the entryway. Jiang Diaokai straightened up and glanced at her coldly.

"Hmm, what do you want to eat tonight?" she continued to ask ingratiatingly.

"Anything." Jiang Diaokai picked up his schoolbag and walked towards the bedroom, Jiang Xinyue grabbing his arm. The boy's pupils contracted slightly; his wrist felt warm and soft. His gaze moved from her slender white fingers gripping his arm to her fair face.

“I never knew you were so good at games, ranking among the top in the country. I also never knew you were so amazing, winning first place in the World Youth Robotics Competition. Kai, we didn't live together before, so I knew so little about you. Now I know where the money for the washing machine came from. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have misunderstood you. But in the future, if you buy anything, even with your own money, please discuss it with me first, okay? Because we live together.”

The sharpness in the boy's eyes lessened, and he finally nodded. “Okay,” a smile bloomed on Jiang Xinyue's face. Her hand unconsciously caressed the boy's wrist a few times, and the boy's eyelashes fluttered, his gaze fixed on her face, but she didn't notice the change in his eyes.

“Then… where did you put that old washing machine?” Seeing that his attitude had improved, her words became more lively.

“I had the delivery people take it. I told them they could just throw it anywhere.” Jiang Kai subtly withdrew his arm.

“You… that old washing machine was still working perfectly…” she said with genuine regret.

His lips curled into a smile. "Is there a new one that works? Or I can have someone find the old one and you can use the old one, and I'll use the new one?" He snorted and walked towards the bedroom.

She bit her lip, sighed, and shouted at his back, "Since it's already thrown away, there's no need to bother."

Chapter 021

"Jiang Xinyue, your phone." Yu Wei handed the phone to Jiang Xinyue, winking mysteriously at her. "The big director is looking for you."

"This is Jiang Xinyue, who is this?" Jiang Xinyue answered while typing on the keyboard.

The call from the other end of the line, "You're coming to the set right now! If you don't come, your godfather is dead!" startled Jiang Xinyue. The next few words made her realize who was calling—it was the famous director Guo Weimin. Ironically, Jiang Xinyue had known Director Guo for five years when she entered the industry. For some reason, he took an instant liking to her and immediately said he wanted to adopt her as his goddaughter. Jiang Xinyue was only twenty-three at the time, but she wasn't naive; she thought the director was joking. However, every time she saw him afterward, he would call her his goddaughter. Although they didn't keep in touch privately, they always cooperated well when they met for work.

"Director Guo, what happened?" Jiang Xinyue habitually addressed the director. Although they had a good relationship, he had never called her privately. What could it be about this time?

"Zheng Yi! That brat's dumped me! He wants to replace the female lead, or he'll quit. Goddaughter, this time you absolutely have to step in, otherwise I can't handle this."

Jiang Xinyue was startled. Zheng Yihang had always been a very dedicated and professional actor since his debut. Despite his fame, he had never acted like a diva. What was wrong

with him this time? "Director Guo, is there some misunderstanding? Yihang isn't that kind of person. If there really is a misunderstanding, my presence won't help." Jiang Xinyue said gently.

"How can your presence not help? That brat listens to you. He won't even help his godfather with this?"

"No, Director Guo, you're too kind. Yihang and I have a good relationship, but it's not to the point where he listens to everything I say. Besides, I'm working for someone else, and I'm very busy right now. I can't leave. Hello... Director Guo..." The receiver went dead. Jiang Xinyue sighed softly. It seemed she had offended the great director.

"Hey, what does Director Guo want with you? Is Zheng Yihang going to boycott the show? Why?" Yu Wei asked curiously, but seeing Lin Nan standing at the door, he quickly shut up. Seeing Yu Wei's strange expression, Jiang Xinyue turned and saw him too.

"Come out for a moment," he said, then left. Jiang Xinyue went out, leaving Lin Nan standing in the hallway. Since that argument, the two had been in a cold war.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xinyue asked.

"Guo Weimin just called, asking me to release him."

Jiang Xinyue raised her eyebrows in surprise; so Director Guo was waiting for her here. Lin Nan smiled wryly: "I still have to do him this favor. You can go."

"Okay," Jiang Xinyue nodded. Since Lin Nan agreed, why not? Even if she failed, she would still have done her duty.

"By the way, are you sure you can persuade Zheng Yihang?" After a moment of silence, Lin Nan asked, his voice low and his expression complex.

"I'm not sure," Jiang Xinyue said honestly.

Lin Nan nodded, seemingly satisfied with Jiang Xinyue's noncommittal answer. He paused, then said, "Xinyue, we..."

"Mr. Lin, I'm going now." Jiang Xinyue interrupted him, quickly turning back to her office. She was still angry with Lin Nan. Lin Nan sighed and gently shook his head.

Jiang Xinyue entered Zheng Yihang's private lounge. Chen Yingjun gestured to her, "You've finally arrived." Jiang Xinyue was surprised, "What, even Miss Chen is helpless?"

Chen Yingjun scoffed, "When has he ever listened to me?" He then gave Jiang Xinyue a disdainful look and turned away.

The man in question didn't even glance at her, comfortably crossing his legs on the chair and playing with Fruit Ninja, his movements incredibly skillful. Seeing him like this, Jiang Xinyue was furious. She deliberately took a larger step and stood in front of him. He looked up and deliberately bared his teeth at her: "Hey, want to play together?"

Jiang Xinyue snatched his iPad and threw it on the sofa. Zheng Yihang glared at her, but it was feigned fierceness, with a hint of amusement in his eyes: "Hey, you! So barbaric."

Jiang Xinyue ignored him, pulled over a chair and sat down, pulling Zheng Yihang's long legs to the ground.

"You still have the mind to play? Reimburse my taxi fare." She slapped the taxi receipt in front of him. He looked at it casually: "Fifty yuan? Is such a small amount worth reimbursing? Is your brain infected with money bugs?"

"How can I compare to you? Fifty yuan is my hard-earned money, hurry up and reimburse me."

Zheng Yihang patted his pocket: "Unfortunately, I don't have a penny. All my money is with Elon. Go find him for reimbursement." He shrugged. Jiang Xinyue sighed softly. Zheng Yihang was such an innocent and harmless person. He was at the height of his career, with a considerable net worth, yet he had absolutely no concept of money. He handed over all his earnings to his agent to manage, content with his easy life. Very few people could be so indifferent to money. How could someone like him do something so difficult for a newcomer?

Stopping her banter, she cleared her throat and became serious: "What is it about Zhong Yutong that makes you dislike her so much, to the point of replacing her?"

"What is it about her that I don't dislike?" Zheng Yihang retorted.

"Of course. She's a lovely girl, sweet-looking and well-behaved. I can't understand why you dislike her. You know how difficult it is for newcomers to make it in this industry. You should be helping her out, not targeting her at every turn..."

"Stop. That's your opinion, not mine. She's playing the victim. I hate pretentious girls like that. You made me cancel my interview at the press conference, and then I had to have dinner with you afterwards. I've known you for five years, and you've only known her for five minutes, yet you're already biased towards her. That kind of woman is something else..." Zheng Yihang gestured wildly, looking like a spoiled brat in Jiang Xinyue's eyes.

"Okay, even if you dislike her, impressions can change. You'll be playing a couple later, so get to know her again. Maybe you'll discover her good qualities. For my sake, don't change the female lead. If word gets out, it'll be bad for you too."

"No, you have to change her," Zheng Yihang said firmly.

“Okay.” Jiang Xinyue nodded. “I’ll go talk to the director. If he can’t persuade you, he should find someone else.” She picked up her bag and walked out.

Zheng Yihang called her back: “We can keep the change, but I have one condition.”

“What condition?” Jiang Xinyue stopped in her tracks.

“My condition is—you have to visit the set every week.”

“I don’t have time…can I visit once a month?” What did this have to do with her? But Jiang Xinyue knew how to play along, and she bargained with him.

“No way.” Zheng Yihang picked up his iPad, ready to play again. Jiang Xinyue reached out and covered the screen: “Okay, deal.” Zheng Yihang looked down and smiled.

Chapter 022

Jiang Xinyue was afraid that Jiang Diaokai would celebrate his birthday out with his friends and easily leave her out. She had missed all his birthdays before he turned sixteen, and this time she wanted to celebrate his sixteenth birthday with him. Fortunately, Jiang Diaokai told her that he would invite friends to celebrate at home and asked if she could handle it. Jiang Xinyue readily agreed; she wasn’t afraid of trouble, as long as it was at home.

After school, Jiang Diaokai's friends arrived one after another, crowding into the living room to introduce themselves.

"This is my sister," Jiang Diaokai said, his expression indifferent, his words brief, even omitting her name. Yes, she was the biggest supporting character at his birthday party, more accurately, a motherly figure; his friends probably didn't care about her surname or given name.

"Sister!"

"Sister!"

The young people called out in a scattered manner, and Jiang Xinyue nodded and smiled at each one. Youth is good; even calling someone "sister" feels natural, unlike at her age, when she wouldn't dare say it so easily.

"Gao Zhao, Bao Dalong, Bao Xiaoyang," Jiang Diaokai introduced casually, then introduced Jiang Wei standing next to Jiang Xinyue. Unexpectedly, Jiang Wei and Bao Xiaoyue cheered and grabbed each other's hands.

"It's you!"

"You know Kai too?"

"You two know each other?" Jiang Diaokai asked.

"Yes, we're classmates," the two girls replied in unison. What a coincidence!

"That's great!" Jiang Xinyue said. "By the way, Diaokai, are all your friends here? Is one missing?" Although Jiang Diaokai hadn't mentioned it, she had heard rumors that he had a best friend. Subconsciously, she felt a slight curiosity about this unseen boy, fueled by Yu Wei and Yu Hong's excessive praise.

Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow at her, seemingly surprised that she knew someone was missing. Just as he was about to speak, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Xinyue ran to open the door.

She was slightly stunned, because she had never seen such a boy before; his demeanor was completely different from Diaokai's. Yu Wei and Yu Hong's description wasn't an exaggeration, because the boy standing at the door was even more extraordinary than their description. He was a jade-like boy, tall and elegant, with long, beautiful eyes that radiated a warm, gentle light—a refined prince straight out of a comic book.

The moment Nangong Ji saw Jiang Xinyue, he felt a sense of unreality. He wondered if he was actually standing at Jiang Diaokai's doorstep. He suspected that his dream of her the previous night had been so intense that it had spilled over into reality. He wondered if his intense longing for a woman he couldn't have was causing him to hallucinate. But his doubts lasted only a moment before he snapped back to reality, certain that it was indeed her! His

moist eyes burned with desire, though he was adept at concealing it. She wore a simple yet fitted sleeveless white dress, her hair casually tied in a ponytail, looking as fresh and simple as a newly blossoming lily. But to him, her clothes were meaningless; he had seen her naked body countless times, and now she seemed to stand before him completely naked. He remembered her alluring and clear eyes that night, her seductive meows like a cat, her snow-white legs wrapped around his father's waist, his father's deep desire penetrating her again and again…

"This is Nangong Ji," Jiang Diaokai introduced as he approached. The two boys' eyes met for a fleeting moment, their unspoken words flowing freely, though their faces remained largely expressionless.

"Ji, this is my sister." The introduction was as flat and unremarkable as ever.

Jiang Xinyue smiled, her eyes curving into crescent moons. She liked this boy; completely different from the cool and aloof A-Kai, Nangong Ji made her feel close to him at first glance. Perhaps subconsciously, she wished she had a younger brother like Nangong Ji.

"I feel like I've seen you somewhere before," Jiang Xinyue said to Nangong Ji. Nangong Ji smiled too, his warm, moist eyes spreading like sunshine in the air, giving those who saw his smile a warm, slightly intoxicating feeling.

"I think you look familiar too, sister. I feel like I've seen you somewhere before." Nangong Ji said, reaching out to grasp her hand. Her hand was small and soft, and for a moment he was reluctant to let go, but his will always prevailed over desire. "Sister, I've often heard Kai mention you, and I've wanted to visit you for a long time. I'm so happy to finally meet you in person today." Nangong Ji's words were loaded with meaning, but on the surface, they sounded like a perfectly measured compliment.

"Has A-Kai mentioned me?" Jiang Xinyue asked in surprise.

"Of course, you know how envious I am of him having a sister..."

"Are you sure you want to talk at the door?" Jiang Diaokai, who was standing to the side, spoke up. Jiang Xinyue then realized that she might have been neglecting her distinguished guest and quickly ushered Nangong Ji inside.

Gao Zhao was whispering to Bao Dalong: "Don't you think that girl looks like someone else?"

"That Jiang Wei?" Bao Dalong asked. Gao Zhao spat, and Bao Dalong said, "Kai-ge will definitely cripple you if he hears you call her that."

Gao Zhao clicked his tongue: "Nonsense, he's not here, is he? Your sister was specially found for Kai by Ji, and his sister looks like your sister. Isn't there something fishy going on?"

Bao Dalong whispered: "Stop, don't say she looks like my sister. She's much more attractive than my sister. Kai-ge will turn pale if he hears that." Seeing Jiang Diaokai and the others coming over, Bao Dalong quickly fell silent.

The young people quickly became friends, and Jiang Xinyue, who was busy in the kitchen, could hear the commotion in the dining room. She was actually a little envious of them. The cold dishes needed had been prepared yesterday, and she quickly stir-fried a few ready-made hot dishes for them to eat first, so she wouldn't be in a hurry to cook.

There was a small pot of stewed meat in the pot, and the aroma filled the room. She had been working all day and was hungry, so she ladled out a bowl of rice and ate while watching the fire. The young people wouldn't bother to come in and watch her cook, and she wouldn't go out to join the children's fun. Besides, when you're hungry, anything tastes good. She was quite impressed with her own cooking skills, and

she ate heartily and without restraint. When Nangong Ji came in, this was the scene. The kitchen was a mess, but the aroma was very strong. She was wearing a green apron, picking at her rice while watching the stewed meat in the pot. To be honest, her eating manners were really unrefined and not ladylike at all, but looking at her, he felt amused and wanted to laugh out loud.

His gaze shifted to her body—the petite figure encased in the white dress, the round, pert buttocks. He had long realized that this woman's body held a fatal attraction for him; a certain part of his body was slowly stirring, aching, hardening… Only he could feel his own restrained, low breathing. He thought, he must have this woman, no matter what means.

Seemingly realizing someone had entered, she turned her head, surprise flashing in her eyes, followed by a violent cough, bending over, her face flushed red.

"I'm sorry, sister, did I come in too suddenly? Ugh… did you choke…?" His voice was full of apology. He hesitated for a moment, then reached out to gently pat her back.

After a long while, she finally straightened up. Her face still flushed, she bit her lip, trying to force an awkward smile: "You…"

Nangong Ji looked at her, a warm smile spreading across his eyes. He poked his own lips.

"Hmm?" Jiang Xinyue exclaimed. Nangong Ji moved his lips.

Jiang Xinyue gave an "oh," touching her right cheek. Nangong Ji said, "Here, left." Following his guidance, Jiang Xinyue smoothly picked up a grain of rice from the left side and ate it without hesitation. Only after finishing did she realize something. Habit is such a terrible force! She regretted it terribly, looking at the surprised Nangong Ji with extreme embarrassment: "Um... it's a shame to throw it away..." Sigh, what was the point of explaining? "

Hmm," Nangong Ji nodded, smiling, "Actually, your habit is quite good, I approve."

"Ah...?" She looked at his smile somewhat blankly, not expecting praise for this. This child is really... endearing.

"Um... is it ready?" Nangong Ji pointed to the pot.

"Yes, almost ready." She quickly lifted the lid to check. The two of them worked together to put the braised pork into a special plate. Nangong Ji picked it up and said to her, "There's enough food. Come out and eat with us."

She shook her hands, "No, no, you saw it yourself, I'm full. You guys eat, I won't bother you." She was still slightly embarrassed.

"How could you bother me? How can my sister have a good birthday if she doesn't go out? She's not that much older than us, we're all the same age. Come on." He naturally reached out and grabbed her hand. Jiang Xinyue was caught off guard and pulled out by Nangong Ji.

"The braised pork is here." Nangong Ji's voice attracted everyone's attention, but no one noticed the dish he was holding in his left hand, but rather Jiang Xinyue, whom he was holding in his right. Bao Dalong opened his mouth wide and whispered to Gao Zhao, "Young Master is still the best." Gao Zhao snorted, "I knew there was something fishy going on. Maybe Ji and Kai have already slept with this girl."

"It's his sister." Bao Dalong winked, signaling Gao Zhao to stop talking. Gao Zhao ignored him and whispered in his ear, "Don't you know? It's much more enjoyable to have sex with an older sister than a younger sister. If I had an older sister, I would have offered her up long ago. I want to have sex with an older sister too!" Bao Dalong frantically winked, afraid Jiang Diaokai would overhear

Chapter 023.

However, Bao Dalong was worried that Jiang Diaokai wouldn't hear him; his attention was on Jiang Xinyue and Nangong Ji. Jiang Xinyue hadn't taken off her apron yet; the loose green apron accentuated her beautiful figure wrapped in a white dress. Her hair was loosely tied in a ponytail, with two strands falling unruly, their winding curves framing her fair, round face. Her crescent-shaped eyes held a hint of a smile…

“I've invited Sister out; how can Kai's birthday be without the most important person?” Nangong Ji said.

Jiang Diaokai's eyes were deep and unreadable, but the others all chimed in with their opinions.

"Young Master is so thoughtful."

"Oh right, how could I forget about Sister?"

"Of course Sister should sit next to Brother Kai."

Jiang Wei reluctantly shifted her position, but Jiang Xinyue pressed her down: "Weiwei, you don't need to move. You should sit next to A-Kai. You're all young people, it doesn't matter where I sit. I'll sit to Weiwei's right."

Everyone moved over, adding a chair. Jiang Xinyue sat between Jiang Wei and Nangong Ji, separated from Jiang Diaokai by Jiang Wei.

Jiang Xinyue said it unintentionally, but the subtext was too obvious. Everyone understood and chuckled while watching Jiang Diaokai and Jiang Wei. Jiang Wei smiled with pursed lips: "Thank you, Aunt Jiang."

"Auntie—"

"Auntie—"

Bao Dalong and Gao Zhao both craned their necks and shouted: "What's with the 'three cups of punishment' for Jiang Wei? We all call her Sister, why are you calling her Auntie? You're obviously letting us take advantage." The two winked mischievously.

"My dad told me to call her that..." Jiang Wei pouted. Nangong Ji glanced at Jiang Xinyue and smiled slightly.

"Stop fooling around," Jiang Diao began. "Mom and Dad had you late in life, so there's a full twelve-year age gap between me and my sister. You should just accept that you're calling her 'sister' because you're following my age. Otherwise, you should be calling her 'auntie' by now, following Jiang Wei's age. If you keep this up, change your address." He then glanced at Jiang Xinyue.

Jiang Xinyue's expression changed slightly. She didn't actually mind her age, but being told off like that by Jiang Diao in this situation made her feel particularly awkward. Nangong Ji also showed a slight surprise. Jiang Xinyue's appearance had also deceived him; he had only thought she was in her late twenties.

"A twelve-year age gap? That means you're twenty-eight! My goodness, you look so young!" Bao Dalong said.

Jiang Xinyue was amused by him, and the momentary embarrassment quickly passed. She said calmly, "Yes, I'm twenty-eight years old this year, which means I'm from a different generation than you. Although A-Kai is my younger brother, I've always considered him a child, and of course, you're the same."

"Child...do we look that young, sister?" Nangong Ji asked Jiang Xinyue, glancing at Jiang Diaokai. "I really can't bring myself to call you 'Auntie,' 'sister' is a stretch, because to outsiders, you're not much younger than us. Isn't there a saying these days that age isn't a problem? Let's leave this topic at that and raise a glass to wish the birthday person a happy birthday."

The atmosphere quickly became lively, with everyone eating, drinking, cutting cake, and singing. At first, Jiang Xinyue felt awkward and couldn't quite fit in, but she was quickly caught up in their youth and enthusiasm.

After the meal, it was already dark. Jiang Xinyue was about to stand up to clean up when everyone, still engrossed in their games, insisted that she join them. Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but laugh. How old was she? She remembered that the last time she played games was over ten years ago.

"What game are we playing?" she asked.

"The 'Folding Fingers' game," Bao Xiaoyue said.

"Everyone holds up ten fingers, and each person says a characteristic. The person who matches that characteristic has to fold a finger. After each round, we check, and whoever folds the most fingers has to drink a cup of wine as a penalty. The first person to fold all ten fingers has to drink three cups of wine as a penalty," Jiang Wei explained to Jiang Xinyue.

Jiang Xinyue nodded, "It's quite interesting." The games played by young people these days are really novel.

"I'll go first," Bao Xiaoyue shouted, glancing at Jiang Diaokai, "The one surnamed Jiang, please fold your fingers."

Jiang Diaokai, Jiang Xinyue, and Jiang Wei folded their fingers. Jiang Wei complained, "We're classmates, after all." Bao Xiaoyue exclaimed and covered her mouth, "I forgot you also have the surname Jiang. It's all because your 'jiang' is written differently. Next time, you can call me 'Folding Fingers' too."

Nangong Ji leaned slightly and bent Jiang Xinyue's little finger down, "That's how we play, it's very fun."

Jiang Diaokai said calmly, "The oldest one folds their fingers." Everyone wanted to laugh but dared not. Jiang Xinyue folded her fingers for the second time. It was her turn to speak. She didn't want to offend anyone, and she especially didn't want to punish A-Kai by making him drink. Just as she hesitated, Nangong Ji whispered something in her ear. She smiled and said, "Those with compound surnames , please fold your hands."

Nangong Ji folded his hands.

Nangong Ji said, "Whoever is the birthday person, folds their hands."

Jiang Diao Kai folded his hands.

Bao Dalong said, "Those who talk in their sleep at night, fold their hands."

Everyone looked at each other, and Bao Xiaoyue muttered in dissatisfaction, "Fold your hands," and everyone laughed .

Gao Zhao said, "Those whose names contain the character for 'moon', fold their hands.

" Bao Xiaoyue glared at him angrily, then laughed again, "Ha, I've changed my name to Bao Xiaoyang, thanks, Kai!" She stuck her tongue out at Gao Zhao.

"Then... I'm the only one who folds my hands?" Jiang Xinyue asked uncertainly in a low voice. Gao Zhao paused, "Sister, your name is—?"

"Jiang Xinyue."

"Whoa—" Everyone gasped.

Gao Zhao said aggrievedly, "Sister, I'm sorry, I really didn't know your name also had 'moon' in it."

Nangong Ji lowered his head and smiled, "Jiang Xinyue." He chewed on the name, just as he had imagined. Jiang Xinyue broke off her third finger, and everyone applauded, urging her to drink. Nangong Ji poured her some wine, but everyone said he was biased and didn't pour enough, so Gao Zhao went over and poured her another. Jiang Xinyue picked up the glass, closed her eyes, drank it all, and then showed it to everyone, who cheered and applauded again.

The second round began. Bao Xiaoyue said, "The most handsome person, please break your hand."

All the boys present, except for Jiang Diaokai, broke their hands. Bao Xiaoyue pointed at Jiang Diaokai: "Why didn't you break your hand?"

Jiang Diaokai said, "I don't think I'm the most handsome."

"Then who do you think is the most handsome?"

Jiang Diaokai raised his chin: "Ji." Nangong Ji smiled without saying a word.

"But I think you're the most handsome, sister, what do you think? Isn't Akai the most handsome?" Bao Xiaoyue asked. Jiang Diaokai's icy black eyes turned to Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue hadn't expected Bao Xiaoyue to throw this question at her. Jiang Diaokai's gaze was somewhat oppressive; for some reason, she felt that A-Kai was acting a bit awkward today. Nangong Ji also turned around, waiting for her answer. Facing everyone's bright gazes, she nodded and said, "Yes." Jiang Diaokai looked away, a slight smile playing on his lips. Bao Xiaoyue shouted, "Sister has spoken! A-Kai, fold your arms!"

Jiang Diaokai didn't argue and folded his arms.

Nangong Ji turned to Jiang Xinyue and asked softly, "In your eyes, little brothers are always the most handsome, right?"

Jiang Xinyue whispered back, "No, you're all handsome, just in different ways." Only then did Nangong Ji straighten his posture.

Jiang Diaokai said, "Those who work fold their arms." Jiang Xinyue looked at him; he was just so awkward, always targeting her. But Jiang Diaokai's gaze was icy, and he didn't look at her. Jiang Xinyue had no choice but to fold her hand. When it was Jiang Xinyue's turn to speak, she let Jiang Diao open his hand first, since she didn't know the others well, and only said, "Please fold your hand if your surname has a certain tone." Only Nangong Ji was present, and he easily folded his hand.

Chapter 24

The game was played a bit strangely. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Jiang Diaokai was always targeting Jiang Xinyue, but Jiang Xinyue, with her immense tolerance, always targeted her next opponent, Nangong Ji. Nangong Ji, even more tolerant, always had a faint smile on his lips, as if he was intentionally "avenging" Jiang Xinyue. Every question was directed at Jiang Diaokai, creating a perfect cycle among the three.

However, Jiang Xinyue was a bit unlucky. The others' unintentional "arrows" always landed right on her, and she could only accept her bad luck. Almost every round, she was punished by drinking. She didn't mind; when she was punished, she did it readily and didn't dawdle. She didn't usually drink much and appeared quiet and reserved, but she knew she had a certain capacity for alcohol. After several rounds, even Bao Dalong praised her, calling Jiang Xinyue a heroine.

The second game moved to the living room, where two coffee tables were pushed together, with the boys on one side and the girls on the other, like a Chu-Han border. Bao Xiaoyue picked up a glass jar filled with slips of paper and pointed at it, saying, "These are all the questions everyone just wrote down. And these questions are as spicy and exciting as they come! The name of this game is—Truth or Dare, haha. Now the game begins. I'll shake the jar first, then draw a slip of paper from it. Everyone has to answer, and answer truthfully. Note that no matter how tricky the question is, you have to answer truthfully, or you'll have to drink three cups of wine as punishment. Let's begin."

Jiang Xinyue knew she had a decent alcohol tolerance, but she had never drunk so much before. She had drunk almost a bottle and a half of wine, and even she was starting to admire herself. It seemed her record was about to be broken again. However, the effects of the alcohol seemed to be taking hold now. Her head was starting to feel dizzy, and for a moment, the Bao Xiaoyue in front of her seemed to double. She was distracted for a moment, causing her to miss a few sentences Bao Xiaoyue said. But her mind was clear, and she was unusually excited.

Bao Xiaoyue pulled out a slip of paper, stuck out her tongue, and read aloud, "Are all of you still virgins or virgins? Write 'yes' or 'no' on the white paper in front of you and show it to everyone."

Jiang Xinyue choked on the strong smell of alcohol, coughed twice, and several pairs of eyes quickly turned to her. She stood up, "Um...you guys play first, I'll go clear the table..." She tried to slip away, but several people grabbed her, "Sister, the game has started, everyone who hears it has to answer."

Jiang Xinyue sighed. The previous game was alright, but this one was too explicit. Are all kids these days so open? She couldn't handle it. But these kids were shrewd; they weren't going to let her go.

Bao Xiaoyue said, "Whose answer are you most looking forward to?"

Gao Zhao said slowly, "I'm more looking forward to... my sister's. At first, I thought she was only about twenty years old. Her appearance and figure are very much like a virgin, but considering her actual age, it's unlikely. Even if she is a virgin, she should be an old virgin, so... I'm very curious."

Bao Dalong also said, "Me too, but I think my sister must still be a virgin."

Jiang Xinyue was embarrassed: "Why does everyone have to talk about me?"

"Sister, it's your honor. It means that all the boys are interested in you." Bao Xiaoyue said, "But I think the person who should be most curious is Kai. Is his sister still a virgin? Hehe, does he sometimes think about this question?"

"Of course not." Jiang Diaokai looked at Jiang Xinyue and said, "Because only unknown questions are curious."

Everyone murmured. Jiang Xinyue glanced away. Jiang Diaokai's gaze made the words "car sex" float through her mind. Actually, Jiang Xinyue wasn't as conservative about "sex" as she seemed on the surface. She thought that what she and Lin Nan did was just her own business. She didn't expect Jiang Diaokai to care so much.

Everyone showed their answers, unanimously no, except for Jiang Wei who said yes. This answer shocked Jiang Xinyue. Actually, she had been worried about it for a while, but she still felt a bit of a runaway feeling. She thought that A-Kai was usually very punctual for school, so he shouldn't be so "precocious." Besides, he was only sixteen. Even if he was eighteen, she could accept him dating girls... But the current result completely stunned her. Not only A-Kai, but Bao Dalong, Gao Zhao, and even the well-behaved Nangong Ji were no longer virgins.

Gao Zhao tilted his head and whispered to Bao Dalong, "I told you, something's fishy. I bet this girl was taken advantage of years ago, and Ji can't escape it either. They're like best friends. I bet she's already been double-penetrated by both of them."

Bao Dalong spat, "It's not necessarily them who deflowered her."

Gao Zhao snorted, "Do you think someone like that would let someone else deflower his sister?"

"That's true."

Nangong Ji was sitting close, and their words drifted into his ears. He glanced at Jiang Xinyue across from him, a smile playing on his lips, but no one knew what he was thinking.

"Jiang Wei, you're the only virgin among us. Shouldn't you be punished with a drink?" Bao Xiaoyue said with a smile.

Upon hearing the penalty drink, everyone excitedly shouted, "She deserves it! She deserves it!"

Jiang Wei blushed and scolded, "Who came up with this ridiculous question? It's so embarrassing."

Being a virgin is a shameful thing, a point Jiang Xinyue had never heard before. However, given the atmosphere, it wasn't appropriate for her to lecture here. She could only take the wine glass and say, "I'll drink for Weiwei. After all, I'm her elder."

"Does Sister mean that you're responsible for Jiang Wei being a virgin? Are you being too strict with Kai?" Bao Xiaoyue asked boldly. Jiang Xinyue paused for a moment, then smiled, "How am I responsible? If I were really strict, Akai wouldn't be a non-virgin. I'm just afraid that if Weiwei drinks too much, I won't be able to explain to Captain Jiang."

Everyone chuckled, but Jiang Diaokai's eyes turned cold.

Sometimes, a single straw can break a person's back, and these three drinks were just that for Jiang Xinyue. She was clearly drunk; her usual reserved self-control had vanished. She let loose, laughing more, and her hidden allure quietly slipped out.

"The second question is: Who is your sexual fantasy when you're ironing?"

Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji both looked at Jiang Xinyue, but Jiang Xinyue was completely oblivious. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were hazy, and her brows exuded an undeniable charm. It wasn't just their hearts, stirred by her laughter, that were agitated; their lower bodies were already erect. Seeing her slender hands gently brushing her hair, they longed to grab those delicate white hands and press them hard against their bulging crotches.

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