[Fantasy] Three Men Make a Wolf (Complete) - 7-9

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Chapter 47 The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

There's a saying, "I'd rather believe in ghosts than in the smooth talk of celebrities." But Jiang Xinyue thought it was just prejudice against celebrities. At least Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong, whom she knew, didn't have that prejudice; she trusted their character. What puzzled her was: why couldn't two good people get along?

During a break in filming, she patiently persuaded Zheng Yihang: "I really don't understand why you treat Yutong like this. I've always thought you were a professional actress, but this time your emotions have seriously affected the normal filming. Would it kill you to be nicer to her? Even if it's just for the sake of the filming schedule, can't you try to ease the tension between you two?"

Mentioning Zhong Yutong made Zheng Yihang's lips curl into a sneer. It was unclear why he disliked Zhong Yutong so much. He even tried to justify himself: "Is it my fault? Don't forget it takes two to tango. I'm a senior, after all. Shouldn't we at least have some basic courtesy when we meet? How did she treat you? She didn't even give you a second glance. I'm a fool to try and ease things..."

Jiang Xinyue patiently explained, spouting a whole bunch of道理 (principles/truths), until the young master finally relented. "I'm just being petulant," she said, "Zhong is your sister, why are you so biased towards her? You're driving me crazy." Though she complained, her face showed no sign of annoyance; in fact, she seemed quite pleased. "Alright, let's just say it's for the sake of filming. How do you suggest we ease the tension?"

Jiang Xinyue immediately offered a suggestion: "Weren't some fans visiting the set just now? They brought a beautiful fruit basket. Since you don't like fruit anyway, have Miss Chen take it to Zhong Yutong. I guarantee Yutong will be very touched."

Zheng Yiban stroked his chin, thought for a moment, then turned to his assistant: "Elon, take the fruit basket to Zhong, and say it's from me."

Chen Yingjun glanced at Jiang Xinyue, who smiled and nodded at him. He pouted: "I'm just destined to be an errand boy." With that, he picked up the fruit basket and left. Reaching the restroom, he stopped and muttered to himself, "Did he lose his mind? Sending fruit to that woman whose face looks like a corpse? He should have just thrown it in the trash." He went into the restroom, unwrapped the fruit, dumped it into the trash can, and clapped his hands, "All done."

Meanwhile, Zheng Yihang leaned closer to Jiang Xinyue, "Don't mention that woman to me. Let's talk about something else. Did you see the photos I uploaded? What do you think?" He looked at her expectantly, raising his eyebrows.

Jiang Xinyue burst out laughing, and Zheng Yihang's eyes lit up. He loved seeing her laugh; sacrificing his own image to make her laugh was worthwhile. After laughing enough, Jiang Xinyue glanced at him and said, "You're like the solution set of x 2 > 4."

Zheng Yihang scratched his head, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Xinyue ignored him and went to look at the photographer's pictures.

When Chen Yingjun returned, he saw Zheng Yihang, who usually enjoyed playing mindless games like Plants vs. Zombies in his leisure time, slumped in a chair writing something. Intrigued, he leaned closer to look and saw things like x, >, 4, and 2.

"Chen Jingrun channeling his inner Chen Jingrun? Want to prove 1+1=2?"

Chen Yingjun was used to being casual, and Zheng Yihang didn't care at all. He casually asked, "Did you send the fruit basket?" "

Yes," Chen Yingjun said shamelessly.

"What did he say?"

"He didn't say anything." Chen Yingjun looked up at the sky, "But maybe he'll show some appreciation in a couple of days, maybe he'll send you an even bigger fruit basket in return."

Zheng Yihang smiled: "Hey, quickly show me what the solution set of x+2>4 is?"

"Why bother calculating that? Are you crazy?" Chen Yingjun rolled his eyes.

"That girl said I'm the solution set of x 2 > 4. What does that mean?"

Chen Yingjun suddenly burst into laughter, clapping his hands and exclaiming, "Brilliant, brilliant!"

"You cat!" Zheng Yihang rolled his eyes at him. "Tell me quickly."

"Two to positive infinity." Chen Yingjun pointed at Zheng Yihang and laughed again. "Brilliant, truly one thing subdues another. People can insult you without even uttering a swear word, and you're still calculating here."

The next morning, just as Jiang Xinyue arrived at work, she received a call from the Central Hospital. "Yes, this is Jiang Xinyue. What... okay, I'll be right there." She grabbed her bag and was about to leave when Yu Wei called out to her, "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Jiang Xinyue looked anxious. "Aunt Bian attempted suicide by overdose and is being resuscitated. I have to go see her right away."

"Which Aunt Bian?" Yu Wei suddenly remembered. "Isn't it Bian Ling? Haven't you been harmed enough by her? Why are you meddling in her mess?"

Jiang Xinyue didn't hear her at all; she had already rushed out of the newspaper office. Bian Ling was someone she had met some time ago. Bian Ling's only son had died in a mining accident, and the coal mine was trying to cover it up, offering no compensation whatsoever. Desperate, Bian Ling went to the newspaper office, where she met Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue ran around trying to help her, but someone higher up was pressuring her not to get involved. Rumor had it that a certain leader had invested in the coal mine. Lin Nan had spoken to Jiang Xinyue about this several times, but Jiang Xinyue was stubborn; the more she was told not to get involved, the more determined she became. The result was a setback for Bian Ling; the matter was settled privately, and she only received 20,000 yuan in compensation. She felt she hadn't done anything significant and hadn't achieved her desired outcome. Yet, this simple rural woman was incredibly grateful, making Bian Ling feel guilty. This incident also made her more aware of the darker side of society and the responsibilities and difficult path of a journalist.

Uncle K's car was parked across from the newspaper office, and Nangong Ji sat in the back seat. After Jiang Xinyue's coldness towards him a few times, he stopped trying to provoke her. Opportunities to see her were few, so when he wanted to, he would have Uncle K drive slowly behind her bus until she entered the newspaper office. He usually stayed a little longer before leaving.

Just then, his phone rang. It was the general manager of Qilin Real Estate Development Company, a subsidiary of the Nangong Group. He answered, "How's the demolition at Xidayuan going?"

Manager Li replied respectfully, "Young Master, the demolition work is almost complete, but… there are a few holdouts who are quite troublesome. I'm afraid that forcing things might cause problems, so I'm asking for your permission, Young Master."

Nangong Ji snorted, "Do I really need to personally handle such a small matter? Isn't Manager Li the best at dealing with holdouts? Whatever means we use, we'll get them to move out as soon as possible. I want results, understand?" He hung up and looked across the room. He was about to instruct Uncle K to drive back when his eyes lit up because he saw Jiang Xinyue walking out of the newspaper office.

For some reason, taxis were always plentiful and readily available, but when there was an emergency, every one was full. Jiang Xinyue was so anxious that she stamped her feet and kept checking her watch. Just then, a black luxury sedan slowly pulled up, and Nangong Ji rolled down the window: "Sister, get in."

Jiang Xinyue didn't have time to think about how Nangong Ji had appeared at this exact moment. She got in without saying a word, gave Uncle K the address she needed, and the two remained silent the whole way.

When they arrived at the hospital, Jiang Xinyue learned about the situation and was relieved to know that Bian Ling was out of danger. She took the forms to complete the admission procedures, and Nangong Ji took the documents from her hand: "I'll go." Jiang Xinyue gave him a grateful look and didn't refuse. She went back to be with Bian Ling, who was still unconscious.

Nangong Ji had never done anything like this before. Uncle K reached out: "Young Master, you rest for a while, I'll take care of it." Nangong Ji waved to him and went to the director's office himself.

The procedures were completed quickly, and Bian Ling was moved to the best private room, where she received a personal visit from the hospital director. Jiang Xinyue stayed by her bedside for over an hour, repeatedly urging Nangong Ji to leave first, but he refused each time. Finally, Bian Ling slowly woke up and burst into tears upon seeing Jiang Xinyue: "Why did you save me? Let me go see Xiaosheng and his father! What's the point of me, an old woman, living alone in this world?"

Jiang Xinyue held her hand and wiped away her tears: "Aunt Bian, don't say that. I'm still here. Seeing you like this makes me so sad. If you're having any troubles, just tell me, and I'll help you. Please, please don't take this step again."

Jiang Xinyue patiently and meticulously persuaded Bian Ling for a long time before her emotions finally stabilized. Throughout this, Nangong Ji remained silent, simply watching Jiang Xinyue from the side. Later, Bian Ling explained the whole story: her Xidayuan residential complex was slated for demolition, and she, having lived there for decades, had no desire to move. Furthermore, the real estate company forced residents to sign unfair contracts, offering compensation at a shockingly low price below market value. Bian Ling's house would only receive tens of thousands of yuan in compensation, meaning she would be forced to relocate and become homeless.

The real estate company not only cut off her water and electricity but also threatened her by splashing red paint on her walls. Unable to endure it any longer, Bian Ling attempted suicide by overdosing on medication

. While Bian Ling discussed the Xidayuan demolition, Nangong Ji and Uncle K exchanged a glance. While Jiang Xinyue angrily cursed the unscrupulous developers, Nangong Ji remained completely unmoved.

“Miss Jiang, I'm sorry to have troubled you with what happened last time. I don't want to cause you any more trouble this time.”

“Aunt Bian, what are you saying? This is all I should do. Don't worry, I will definitely help you resolve this.”

“Really? Can you really resolve it?” Bian Ling’s lifeless eyes lit up.

“Yes.” Jiang Xinyue nodded heavily; this was her promise. But deep down, she had no confidence. She knew she couldn't help Bian Ling with her own strength, but she still had to pretend to be very confident and promise to help her. She thought that no matter how much effort it took or how many connections she had to make, she had to bite the bullet and do it.

Leaving the hospital, Jiang Xinyue looked distressed. She had agreed readily, but where could she find connections? In her years as a reporter, she had indeed met many people, but most of them were casual acquaintances. Even among these casual acquaintances, she had gone through them all in her mind, only to realize that she didn't know any officials, or even anyone involved in real estate.

At this moment, Nangong Ji spoke up: "Sister, I know a few friends in the real estate industry. Perhaps they can help."

"Really?" Jiang Xinyue's eyes lit up.

Chapter 48 Awkward

Jiang Xinyue never expected that it would be Nangong Ji who helped her this time. She also never expected that this sixteen-year-old boy would have such strong abilities. That afternoon, she received a call from Bian Ling from the hospital. Her voice was still a little weak but very excited. She said that the demolition issue had been resolved. The boss of the real estate company personally came to the hospital to visit her and apologized to her. He also promised that she could choose any apartment after the houses were built and that the one million yuan compensation would be transferred to her account immediately.

After hanging up with Bian Ling, Jiang Xinyue's gloomy mood improved a lot. She thought for a moment and then dialed Nangong Ji. Unlike the previous times, this time Nangong Ji answered quickly.

"Ji, thank you for Aunt Bian's matter. I didn't expect it to be resolved so quickly," Jiang Xinyue said sincerely.

"It's really just a matter of a word, sister, no need to be so polite with me."

"Aunt Bian said she wants us to visit her house after she's discharged from the hospital, are you going?"

"Of course I'm going." How could he let go of an opportunity to get close to Jiang Xinyue?

Two days later, Uncle K drove over to pick up Jiang Xinyue. Nangong Ji was already waiting in the car. Jiang Xinyue got in, and the car drove towards Xidayuan in the western suburbs. This was the last meal Bian Ling cooked at her home; tomorrow, the entire Xidayuan community would be razed to the ground.

The group made dumplings together. Nangong Ji was easygoing and talkative, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. Nangong Ji, a pampered young master, had never done anything in the kitchen before. The dumplings he made were all upside down, making Jiang Xinyue laugh for a long time. She patiently taught him, her slender, soft fingers guiding his hand to pinch the dumpling wrapper together little by little. The usually clever man, for some reason, became increasingly clumsy, and even after she taught him again and again, the dumplings still looked completely different. She didn't know that he had actually already learned how to make them; he was simply captivated by her gentleness and the warmth of her fingers.

Jiang Xinyue playfully scolded, "I didn't expect you to be so clumsy." Her tone unconsciously carried an intimacy and trust that was usually absent.

Nangong Ji laughed, "I didn't expect myself to be so clumsy either."

Looking at each other's hands covered in flour, they both laughed. Bian Ling looked at them with satisfaction and said, "Xiao Jiang, I'm so happy to see you have such a good boyfriend."

Jiang Xinyue was a little embarrassed. "Aunt Bian, you've misunderstood. We're not like that..."

Bian Ling looked at Nangong Ji and said with a smile, "Why hide this from Aunt Bian? If you don't admit it, Aunt Bian will get angry, young man. Xiao Jiang is a good girl. If other girls had such a good boyfriend, they would have been showing off by now."

"Yes, that's right." Nangong Ji nodded with a smile.

Jiang Xinyue said, "What? We're really not..."

Bian Ling pretended to be angry, and Nangong Ji tugged at Jiang Xinyue, "Aunt Bian is so happy today, don't spoil her mood. Let's pretend to be a couple."

Jiang Xinyue didn't say anything after hearing that.

On the way back, Jiang Xinyue and Nangong Ji talked about Bian Ling. Jiang Xinyue recounted Bian Ling's plight, and Nangong Ji expressed great sympathy for her, saying he would visit Bian Ling often with Jiang Xinyue, to which Jiang Xinyue nodded in agreement.

As they were chatting animatedly, Jiang Xinyue's phone rang. She glanced at her watch and realized it was past her workday, knowing Jiang Diaokai must be getting impatient.

As she answered the phone, she instinctively turned away, and Nangong Ji's expression darkened slightly.

"Why aren't you back yet?" Jiang Diaokai asked bluntly, his tone quite domineering.

"I'm on my way, I'll be back soon," Jiang Xinyue said softly.

"Do I have to come to your company like last time?"

"I'm really on my way."

"I'm starving. When you get back, you have to feed me first. I want you to take off your clothes and bend down to bring your breasts to my mouth..." Jiang Diao's voice was low, half teasing, half serious, and half wicked. Jiang Xinyue covered the receiver with her hand, her face involuntarily burning. "Okay, I'll be there soon. I'll hang up now."

Turning around, she saw Nangong Ji looking at her thoughtfully. She touched her face awkwardly, unable to find a topic to say. Nangong Ji said meaningfully, "Was that you on the phone? He really cares about his sister. I've always envied your sibling relationship; it's closer than that of ordinary siblings."

The word "close" hit Jiang Xinyue's sore spot, and her whole face turned red. Nangong Ji coldly watched her, but at that moment, the monster between his legs inappropriately stirred. He really wanted to pounce on her right now, pin her down, and make her moan beneath him like Jiang Diaokai, making her his woman.

Jiang Xinyue entered the room, and Jiang Diaokai coldly asked her with his hands in his pockets, "Were you just with him? He even brought you back?"

Jiang Xinyue told him about Bian Ling's matter, adding, "This time, I owe a lot to Ji's help."

Jiang Diaokai snorted, "Such a small favor and you've been bought off? Do you know Ji's background? That real estate company might be his family's property, and the one who ordered the forced demolition might even be Ji himself..."

"Why do you think of Ji like that? Isn't he your good friend? Why do you think of him so darkly?" Jiang Xinyue couldn't stand his slander of Nangong Ji's image.

Jiang Diaokai's face grew even colder: "Yes, I'm a petty person, I shouldn't think of my friend like that. Ji is a thoroughly good person, go find him, why come back?"

"Sigh..." Before Jiang Xinyue could say anything more, Jiang Diaokai had already slammed the door shut, and the sound of him stomping down the stairs could be heard from inside, his footsteps filled with anger.

In the fencing hall of Wancheng Middle School, two tall and slender boys were fiercely fighting. Onlooker Gao Zhao gasped: "Why do I smell gunpowder?" Even the slow-witted Bao Dalong said: "I only know what 'a tense standoff' means today..."

"What's wrong with them?" Bao Xiaoyue asked, puzzled.

"For a woman..." Gao Zhao's expression was profound, yet his words hit the nail on the head.

In the end, Jiang Diaokai won; his attacks today were simply too fierce. The two lay on the ground, panting, when Nangong Ji's phone rang.

"Yeah, he's right next to me." Saying this, Nangong Ji handed the phone to Jiang Diaokai, "It's my sister calling, she's looking for you." Jiang Diaokai turned to look at him; Nangong Ji's eyes held a faint smile. Jiang Diaokai jumped up, grabbed his clothes, and walked out of the fencing hall.

Chapter 049 Yi Qingcheng and

Jiang Xinyue were used to it. Jiang Diaokai's temper had always been like this, unpredictable and capricious. When she first brought him to City A, she was so worried and cautious about him, afraid of upsetting him. But since they had that relationship, her feelings for him had become increasingly complicated. Although she was still a little afraid of him, she was much more relaxed than before. Jiang Diao hadn't come home for two days. Although she was a little worried, knowing he was with Nangong Ji and the others, she let him be. In the past, she would have rushed to the school to find him.

Actually, she felt like a mouse caught in a bellows, uncomfortable at home and at the company. At the company, she constantly saw Lin Nan. How could she forget their three-year relationship so easily? Seeing him filled her with guilt and sadness, while Lin Nan was unusually cold towards her.

Many times, she and Yu Wei bumped into him in the corridor. Yu Wei would always greet him first, and he would simply say "hello" or nod. But when she politely said "Hello, Mr. Lin," he wouldn't respond. At first, she thought he hadn't heard her, but this happened many times, making her very embarrassed. The next time she saw him, she kept quiet. If they didn't work at the same company, they would truly be like strangers.

"Did you offend Mr. Lin somehow?" Yu Wei asked her curiously.

She smiled, a bitter taste in her mouth, but said, "How should I know?"

"It must be. Think carefully and see what other remedies you can take. President Lin's attitude towards you has completely changed." Yu Wei kindly advised.

Jiang Xinyue nodded: "I will seriously reflect on my actions."

Yu Wei took out a set of exquisite imported cosmetics from her handbag and handed it to Jiang Xinyue: "I bought this online a couple of days ago, but I found it wasn't very suitable for my skin type after it arrived. Here, it's for you."

"How could I have time to use such complicated things?" She hadn't slept enough last night because of him, and she had to take care of her little princess in the morning. Where would she have time to apply creams and lotions? She

tossed the cosmetics back, "You should keep them for yourself."

"Yes, you're naturally beautiful. Although you're two years older than me, your skin is even better than mine. It's so moisturized, white, and tender. I really don't know how you take care of it." Yu Wei smiled ingratiatingly, her words as sweet as honey.

Jiang Xinyue stopped what she was doing and turned around. "So, what do you need my help with?"

A little embarrassed that Jiang Xinyue had seen through him, Yu Wei said, "Giving you something means I need your help, I'm not that kind of person. But now that you mention it, it reminds me of something. By the way, you should know Yi Qingcheng, right?"

Jiang Xinyue nodded. "Of course, is there anyone in City A who doesn't know him?"

Yu Wei snapped his fingers. "Yeah, everyone knows his name, but very few people have actually seen his face. You tell me how mysterious he is! If I could get an interview with him, do you think it would cause a sensation?"

Jiang Xinyue shrugged. "Don't even think about it. I've heard he's very low-key, never gives interviews, and never participates in public events."

"That's exactly why we need to interview him. If we can get an interview with him, we'll definitely be on the front page. I haven't been on the front page in a long time. A few days ago, the director didn't name names at the meeting, but I know who he was criticizing. And you, you're always so lucky. You don't have to work hard; the front page headlines come to you automatically. Your exclusive stills from a few days ago made you famous again. No wonder you're not afraid of offending the big boss. You have Director Guo and the big star Zheng backing you up. Sigh, how am I, a nobody, supposed to survive? Please, you big shot, have pity on me."

"What are you talking about? How can I help you with something like this? I've never even met Yi Qingcheng, let alone gotten an interview with him."

Yu Wei perked up: "You can do it. Actually, you don't need to do anything, just come with me. I've been to the Qingcheng Building several times, the secretary recognizes me. As soon as I show my press card, they say Mr. Yi has gone out. I'm bringing you along to give you some courage. Besides, if a new face appears, maybe the secretary will change her mind."

Yi Qingcheng, at the forefront of A City, owns the Qingcheng Building, Qingcheng Pharmaceutical Group, and a series of other businesses. He has always been a legendary figure in A City, known for his low-key and reserved nature, rarely seen from the public eye, making his age, appearance, and experiences legendary.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Xinyue, a reporter from the Metropolitan Daily. I'd like to interview Mr. Yi. Could we schedule an appointment or meet with him directly?" Jiang Xinyue said with a light smile to the tall secretary. She had been in the industry for five years and always possessed a special kind of affability.

"Sister Xinyue? It's you!" The secretary grabbed her arm, exclaiming with delight. Jiang Xinyue was also startled, and only after a closer look did she recognize her as an old acquaintance. What a coincidence! This secretary was actually Xiao An, a young woman she had met two years ago. Xiao An had interned at their newspaper after graduation, and Jiang Xinyue had mentored her. Because she was new, she was often used as a handyman by the newspaper's "veterans." Jiang Xinyue had taken good care of her then. Later, the young woman couldn't handle the hardship and left before finishing her internship, eventually coming to work at Qingcheng Building.

Meeting an acquaintance made everything much easier. Xiao An told them that under normal circumstances, President Yi didn't accept interviews, and there had never been an exception. While President Yi did spend most of his time working at Qingcheng Building and Qingcheng Pharmaceutical, he was indeed not in his office that day.

Xiao An said apologetically, "Sister Xinyue, this is all the information I can give you. I really can't help you with anything else."

Actually, this was already quite generous. Jiang Xinyue pulled Yu Wei out, and Yu Wei sighed, "It seems like there's really no hope." Jiang Xinyue stopped her, and Yu Wei turned to ask her what was wrong. Jiang Xinyue pointed to the door, "Let's just stand here and wait until President Yi comes back. Didn't Xiao An just tell us President Yi's license plate number? If he refuses our interview request in person, it's not too late to be discouraged then."

Yu Wei looked distressed, "Will this method work?"

"How will we know if we don't try?"

The two of them stood in the scorching sun for two hours, with cars coming and going, but none of them were Yi Qingcheng's cars. Yu Wei started to have second thoughts, and Jiang Xinyue was persuading her to persevere a little longer when a black sedan drove up. Jiang Xinyue saw the license plate number at a glance, and without saying a word, she immediately blocked the car.

The sound of brakes screech rang out, followed by a half-rolldown of the car window. Pei Sen leaned out, looking at the petite woman who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere. Suppressing his anger, he said coldly, "What's wrong with you, miss? Didn't you see our car coming?"

Jiang Xinyue seemed completely oblivious to his cold words and disgusted expression. She feigned a humble smile: "Hello, I'm a reporter from the Metropolitan Daily. I'd like to interview President Yi." She knew Yi Qingcheng was sitting in the car, but she couldn't see him; he was in the shadows while she was in the light.

“I’m sorry, Miss, Mr. Yi never gives interviews.” Pei Sen said coldly, and was about to close the car window when Jiang Xinyue reached out and grabbed the window glass tightly. Her slender, delicate hand almost got stuck. She said sincerely, “Sir, could you please give me a chance? I’ve been waiting here for over two hours. If Mr. Yi doesn’t agree to an interview, I’ll be waiting here again tomorrow until he does.”

“Miss, please don’t be unreasonable.” Pei Sen gestured to the driver, “Drive.”

Just as the car was about to leave, a voice suddenly said, “Wait.” The moment that voice was spoken, it was as if time stood still. Jiang Xinyue and Yu Wei exchanged glances, unable to believe that the voice was so young, so full of indescribable charm.

Yi Qingcheng looked at the four slender, delicate fingers gripping the windowpane. The girl with such fingers indeed had a fair and serene face, especially her bright, intelligent, and resolute crescent-shaped eyes…

“President Yi?” Pei Sen turned around, concealing his surprise, and asked in a questioning tone. Indeed, he had encountered this kind of situation far too many times, and he was used to handling it on her behalf. He hadn't expected President Yi to speak up this time.

“Have her come to my office in half an hour,” Yi Qingcheng said.

“President Yi, there's a high-level meeting about to start,” Pei Sen glanced at the girl outside the window again and couldn't help but remind him.

“Postpone the meeting,” Yi Qingcheng said again. Pei Sen really felt something was amiss. Yi Qingcheng had never made such an exception before. He looked at the girl outside the window once more.

Their conversation was low, she couldn't hear it, but her hand remained on the car window, her crescent-shaped eyes filled with expectation. This girl's eyes were special… This thought flashed through Pei Sen's mind. He said to the girl in a formulaic way, "Come to President Yi's office in half an hour. Drive."

The car drove away, and the two girls who had just been holding their breath suddenly cheered.

Yu Wei looked at Jiang Xinyue excitedly: "You really impressed me today. I used to be a little unconvinced by you, but now I think I know why you're so popular at the newspaper."

Jiang Xinyue smiled: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get ready. We can't keep President Yi waiting."

Chapter 050 Evil Flirting

"Xinyue, I need to go to the restroom, wait for me." As soon as they entered the lobby, Yu Wei ran to find the restroom. Jiang Xinyue sighed helplessly and looked listlessly out the glass door.

Yu Wei went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet seat to make a phone call: "Hey, help me out, I don't want anyone to steal my thunder. I'm at Qingcheng Building right now, don't you live nearby? Come over quickly..."

While Jiang Xinyue was hurriedly checking her watch, she heard the sound of car brakes and a girl's scream outside the door. Everything happened right before her eyes. The car paused briefly before speeding away, and the young girl fell to the ground. Jiang Xinyue rushed out.

The girl was groaning on the ground, clutching her stomach. Fortunately, she wasn't injured. As Jiang Xinyue approached, she realized the girl was pregnant. She quickly knelt down to ask what was wrong. The girl pointed to her stomach in pain, saying it hurt a lot. Jiang Xinyue quickly called a taxi to take the girl to the hospital. On the way, she sent a text message to Yu Wei, telling her to handle the interview herself.

Yi Qingcheng's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw Yu Wei enter. Yu Wei bowed deeply and timidly said, "Hello." Yi Qingcheng pressed a shortcut key and called Pei Sen in.

"Show this young lady around the Qingcheng Building, and announce that the meeting is about to begin."

"Yes." Pei Sen turned around. "Miss, please."

"But..." Before Yu Wei could speak again, Pei Sen had already forcibly pulled her out of the office. He spoke in a businesslike tone, "Miss, please do as you please. I have official business to attend to and cannot accompany

you." Yu Wei had no idea what was going on and was left hanging. "President Yi

, I'm sorry, it was my negligence. I didn't verify the person

's identity. Half an hour has passed, and that young lady is probably..." Before Pei Sen could finish speaking, Yi Qingcheng interrupted him, "Alright, it's none of your business. Announce the meeting."

Pei Sen couldn't understand what Yi Qingcheng was thinking, so he didn't bother to think about it. In his experience, a girl with crescent-shaped eyes was very likely to attract the opposite sex, especially a man like Yi Qingcheng. Ordinary girls wouldn't arouse his interest, and such girls were extremely rare. However, that girl was truly foolish, so easily giving up such a hard-won opportunity. Even he felt it was a pity. He was surprised by how quickly Yi Qingcheng changed his mind; judging from his nonchalant tone, it seemed his rationality had already returned.

The interview ultimately failed. What puzzled Jiang Xinyue was Yu Wei's attitude. She didn't show the expected frustration; instead, she was in a state of extreme excitement. Like a broken record, she repeatedly described to Jiang Xinyue her first encounter with Yi Qingcheng.

"He's a devilishly handsome man." These were Yu Wei's exact words, coupled with her expression of utter astonishment. Jiang Xinyue wanted to laugh but dared not.

Yu Wei said seriously, "What kind of expression is that? When you see him, you won't laugh at me anymore. But… I'm afraid most people won't be as lucky as me…"

Jiang Xinyue fainted.

Having just entered her bedroom after work, Jiang Xinyue heard the door open and rushed out. Jiang Diaokai had just changed his shoes and stood up, giving her a cold glance.

"You're back?"

He ignored her and went straight back to his room. She finally understood what it meant to be met with a cold shoulder, because just as she was about to follow him, he slammed the door shut, almost causing her nose to hit the door panel.

After preparing the meal, she called him as usual, her voice hoarse from shouting, but there was no response from inside. She sighed. That's just how people are; they're born with a filter in their ears. Jiang Diaokai had been like that since he was a child; if he didn't like someone or something, it was like he hadn't heard it at all. Some neighbors used to joke with her parents that this kid would be opinionated in the future, and if he didn't want to answer, he would simply ignore you.

Jiang Xinyue used to be a little afraid to see Jiang Diaokai every time she came home, afraid he would embarrass her or simply ignore her.

Jiang Xinyue was also a little angry. What good would it do him to utter a sound after she'd called for so long? He could at least tell her she wasn't hungry and should eat first. She stopped wasting her breath and went to eat by herself. Halfway through her meal, Jiang Diaokai came out, coolly pulled out a chair, sat down, and continued to ignore her as usual.

The atmosphere was strangely somber, but seeing his face and remembering that he hadn't eaten properly for the past two days, her heart softened, and her anger subsided. She even put food on his plate, which he accepted without hesitation, but remained silent.

Jiang Xinyue had known before that Jiang Diaokai's cold violence was masterful; she was completely at a disadvantage. Moreover, it was indeed her weakness. She wasn't afraid of anything except Jiang Diaokai's cold, ambiguous treatment of her.

"Shall we go for a walk after dinner?" she said ingratiatingly, because she had refused his offers to go for walks many times. With so many people around, she was afraid he might do something impulsive.

"Are you feeling guilty?" he raised an eyebrow at her.

Why should she feel guilty? His words sounded awkward, and not wanting to argue further, she pretended not to hear. "You agreed?"

"Why wouldn't I?" he replied, and she shut up, saying nothing more.

They hadn't gone two steps when he grabbed her hand. Her hand was small, and he held it tightly in his. She struggled a few times but couldn't break free, and her heart began to pound wildly. She felt like she was doing something shameful, and he was dragging her along, her heart pounding with anxiety. Fortunately, it was slowly getting dark, and he preferred to take back paths.

Her hand was sweaty from his grip; she was extremely nervous. Coming out with him was torture for her, so when he pulled her to sit on a bench hidden by trees, she didn't object.

This was a small grove of trees in the park, with a bench in a clearing. In front of the bench was a lush green expanse, and behind it, a few scattered trees separated it from the path, creating a secluded little world.

"Did you miss me?" Jiang Diaokai turned around, his hand touching her face, his tone somewhat domineering. This side of him made her even more uncomfortable than his cold, abusive behavior. She lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze. "I didn't mean to..."

"Really didn't mean to?" He leaned down to kiss her, but she turned her head away. He held her chin still with his hand and kissed her, his hand slipping inside her clothes. She pushed him away, "What are you doing?"

"Let me touch you." He squatted down slightly in front of her, his hands inside her shirt, pulling up her bra. Her two full breasts bounced out, landing in his hot hands. He kneaded them contentedly for a couple of moments, then pushed up one side of her shirt. In the night, her exposed breast was snow-white and smooth. He buried his head in her chest, kissing, kneading, and biting.

"Mmm...ah..." She couldn't resist his onslaught, and when he bit her nipple, she still moaned softly. She told him to stop and go home, but he hadn't seen her for two days, so how could he listen?

The phone rang in the quiet night, sounding like an alarm bell to Jiang Xinyue.

"It's Mom calling, stop messing around," she whispered to him, as if her mother could hear her right now. He was still pressed against her chest, one breast wet from his kisses.

He raised his head, a wicked smile playing on his lips, and pressed the answer button for her to hear.

"Mom..." She thought he was being obedient, but she didn't expect him to lift her clothes up completely. She sat on the chair, her clothes pushed up to her collarbone, her two snow-white, round breasts gleaming like ivory in the night. He cupped them, playing with them and kissing them little by little.

She tried to push his head away in vain, and mumbled to her mother, "Are you and Dad alright? We...A-Kai and I are taking a walk...A-Kai, he..." She took a deep breath because Jiang Diaokai was causing trouble again. He was deliberately biting her nipple. If her mother saw the real scene of her making the phone call, she would probably be furious. She suppressed the urge to cry out, "A-Kai is very obedient, and he studies very hard...A-Kai, Mom wants to say a few words to you." Jiang Xinyue bit her lip and handed the phone to the troublesome Jiang Diaokai.

Jiang Diaokai took the phone, "Mom, what's Dad doing? I miss you both so much. No, it's the first time we've gone for a walk. She's always so lazy. I had to drag her out this time..."

Jiang Xinyue was sweating profusely. The tone of Jiang Diaokai's voice when he mentioned her made her tremble with fear. Fortunately, perhaps she was just feeling guilty. She tried to pull her clothes down, but Jiang Diaokai held her hand down. While talking to his mother on the phone, he rubbed her breasts and pinched her already erect nipples with his fingertips. She closed her eyes and bit her lip tightly, her snow-white breasts heaving. At this moment, she really couldn't do anything; the slightest movement would give her away.

His hand even slipped inside her sweatpants. "You don't trust me that much? I'm very obedient, and I get along very well with my classmates..." No matter how she grabbed his hand, she couldn't stop him. His fingers curled slightly and inserted into her vagina, gently moving in and out. A slight smile played on his lips as he looked at her, but he said, "It's not that I don't miss you, it's just that she's very..." He mischievously thrust all the way in at once. She clamped her legs tightly around him, so tightly that he couldn't move, and his insides were convulsing. "She's very... nervous, incredibly nervous... so she didn't come back to see you..."

He held the phone between his shoulder and grabbed her hand, pressing it against his swollen hips. Jiang Xinyue's face turned pale with fright.

He laughed, "Okay, I promise I'll come back to see you next week, I mean it."

Chapter 051 Evil Flirting 2 (h)

Jiang Diao hung up the phone, and Jiang Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief, her body almost limp. Jiang Diao continued to take her hand and press it between his legs, deliberately making a shameless low moan.

"Stop it, let's go home, someone will see..." His voice was lewd but undeniably extremely sexy, and Jiang Xinyue's face turned red.

"How can I go home now? It's already swollen to death, if you don't let me eat now, I'll burst immediately." He lifted Jiang Xinyue onto his knees, and Jiang Xinyue struggled with her legs hanging in the air. He quickly pulled down her trousers, and while Jiang Xinyue was still twisting, he had already successfully penetrated her.

"I haven't touched you for two days, how come you're so tight..." he said happily, thrusting his body, and his huge penis went in completely.

"No... get out quickly..." She couldn't get used to him in the first place, and he was still letting her do as he pleased. Jiang Xinyue cried out, her back straightening from the pain.

"Let me stay here for a while." He felt their intimate union, lifting her up with both hands. Jiang Xinyue moaned, the pleasure of the friction was intense.

Jiang Diaokai was too strong; this position relied entirely on his stamina. Even if outsiders saw them, in the darkness and behind a row of trees, they probably wouldn't associate them with this kind of "exercise." The outdoor intercourse was extremely stimulating, and Jiang Diaokai remained in a state of excitement. Although he only penetrated two-thirds of the way each time, his penis was as hard as iron. Each entry, exit, grinding, and friction made her bite her lip tightly to prevent herself from moaning.

She was still worried that he wouldn't have enough strength to throw her down, and at one point asked him to put her down. He panted and said, "Are you sure? If I put you down now, I'm not sure what I'll do."

She knew what he meant. Because they had never done it outside, excitement and stimulation took over. Otherwise, this position would be difficult to enjoy. His speed was much slower because of the lifting; normally, he would have gone crazy.

Sure enough, he finally couldn't control himself and carried her into the grove, taking her forcefully twice.

It was late when they got home. She showered, and he was already in bed waiting for her. She lay down and turned off her light. "Go to sleep." He put his arm around her and turned the light back on, then lay back on the pillow, his white robe slightly open, his muscular chest particularly sensual in its partial concealment.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

His moist lips curved slightly: "I want to nurse."

"What...?" She thought she'd misheard.

"Come and feed me. I want to experience what it's like to be a child." He glanced at her sideways.

"You're crazy," she muttered softly, not daring to raise her voice, and lay down, ignoring him.

"Mmm~" he groaned softly, "So full~ Did I not feed you enough just now, or were you a starving ghost reincarnated in your past life? You're already so hungry you can't hold on anymore~ Okay, you can have it first..."

"Stop messing around." Jiang Xinyue was driven crazy by him, but when she turned her head, she saw that his robe was indeed bulging quite a bit.

"Feed the top or the bottom, choose one." He raised his eyebrows and gave her a choice, his tone domineering and his eyes sharp. She knew she couldn't escape. From the beginning, she was no match for him. He had her completely under his control, both psychologically and physically.

She sighed, sat up, loosened the belt of her robe, and pulled down the collar, exposing half of her breast. It was white, smooth, and round, with a pink nipple that was slightly swollen. His eyes brightened, but he remained lying there without moving.

She leaned closer to him, her hands gently cupping her breasts. Her rounded breasts drooped naturally, forming a beautiful inverted pear shape, the pink nipples just touching his lips. His eyes were fixed on her, a position that made her blush. His gaze never left her face as he opened his mouth and took her nipple in, sucking gently and making soft smacking sounds. Her face turned even redder as he sucked harder, causing her brows to furrow slightly.

"It's a pity there's no juice at all. Change to the other side," he commanded.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and tried to pull up the neckline of one side to switch to the other, but he simply pulled the other side open. Her nightgown slipped off, revealing her completely naked upper body. He gripped her shoulders tightly, and she let out a soft cry. Her upper body was now suspended above his head, her two full breasts hanging like two snow-white lanterns before him, seemingly defied by gravity.

He sucked on the other nipple, then moved on to the other, repeatedly savoring both sides to his heart's content.

"Alright, that's enough..." Though unhappy, her voice lacked conviction.

"Is this how a mother talks to a nursing baby?" he asked, staring into her eyes. She looked away in embarrassment and shut her mouth.

"Look, my nipples are so swollen and hard from sucking them. Doesn't your little sister react when I'm sucking them?"

"You... bastard..." Jiang Xinyue cursed him angrily.

"I am a bastard." He released her shoulders, and her body instantly covered his. He held her waist, letting her feel the changes in his body, then flipped her over and pinned her beneath him.

"Ah~~ Didn't you say you'd choose one..."

“Yes, isn’t it a choice now? We can’t have both at the same time. If it’s physiologically permissible, I’d prefer both.” He said wickedly, spreading her legs.

“Ahhhhhh!” she cried out as he thrust into her.

Her body, now clean, was filled with his scent again. He ejaculated his abundant semen into her vagina, again and again, until it overflowed… Watching her vagina twitch and leak his fluids, he felt inexplicably excited.

Chapter 052 A Nest within a Nest

After their indulgence, he held her close, the two of them pressed tightly together like curled-up shrimp. His chest warmed her back, his hands tightly encircled her slender waist, his moist lips pressed against her skin, whispering softly.

“Don’t pay attention to the rituals anymore.”

“Why…?” She was exhausted and slumped in his arms, her voice languid and defenseless.

"Do you know why Ji and I are so close? It's because from the beginning we discovered that we have a lot in common. We are usually interested in the same type of women, and we might even fall in love with the same woman. So... he approached you for another purpose. He wants to have your body and even your heart, just like I do. And I know that he is just as attractive to women as I am. So every time you are with him, I..." He didn't finish his sentence, but her waist was being squeezed so tightly by him that it hurt.

“You’ve misunderstood him… He’s not that kind of person. Actually, even though he seems to have everything, he’s a very pitiful person. He lost his mother when he was young. He really treats me like a sister. I can feel his dependence and trust. Besides, how could he know about our relationship? Please don’t be suspicious of him, okay? I hope you two can get along well and continue to get along like before…”

Before Jiang Xinyue could finish speaking, Jiang Diaokai let go of her and stood up. He put on his pajamas and was about to push open the door when Jiang Xinyue grabbed him: “What’s wrong? Where are you going?”

His eyes were completely cold: “Since he’s so good, go find him. You must have dreamed of having a younger brother like him, right? Living with him would be more comfortable than with me. I’ll just step aside. Let him move in. Don’t worry about where I go.” He pushed her away with one hand and opened the door.

Jiang Xinyue hugged his waist: "Stop it, I didn't say he was great, I just said he was pitiful."

Jiang Diaokai snorted: "He's pitiful? What about me? He has a father, but I've never even known what a biological father is. He grew up without a mother, while I was abandoned by my own mother when I was little..."

"Stop!" Jiang Xinyue raised her voice, "I'm sorry, I misspoke... I only met Ji because of you, and I only developed feelings for him because he's close to you. How can he... no matter how good he is, compare to you... I won't talk to him anymore..." Jiang Xinyue's heart ached.

Jiang Diaokai turned around and found Jiang Xinyue crying. She was naked and hugging him tightly, her shoulders trembling slightly. He embraced her, cupped the back of her head, and kissed her deeply and for a long time.

While Jiang Xinyue was waiting for the bus at the bus stop, her phone rang. It was a text message from Nangong Ji. Nangong Ji was actually nearby. He was sitting on the bus, the window slightly rolled down, observing her every word and action.

He saw her looking down at his text message: "Let's go see Aunt Bian at noon today. I heard she moved. Let's go check on her and ask if she needs anything."

She held her phone for a while, then frowned and hesitated, seemingly unsure. She opened her phone again, pressed a couple of keys, then stopped, finally tossing it back into her bag.

Nangong Ji stroked his chin, watching her series of small movements. The phone beside him remained silent. Suddenly, the phone rang. He had clearly seen her put the phone back in her bag a second ago, yet a surge of inexplicable anticipation welled up inside him. But when he saw the name flashing on the screen, his excitement vanished.

"What is it?" His voice was a few octaves lower than usual.

Manager Li of Qilin Real Estate was still trembling with fear: "Young Master, the matter with Bian Ling was resolved as you instructed, but someone leaked the news, and several other households have come to our door demanding compensation according to Bian Ling's plan, otherwise they will refuse to move. Furthermore, those who have already moved and signed agreements are gathering at the company entrance every day, also demanding additional compensation and housing, otherwise they will stage a collective petition. I've been extremely stressed these past two days, which is why I called you for instructions. Otherwise, I really can't bear the consequences if things get out of hand..."

Nangong Ji pinched his brow: "All households demanding compensation will be compensated according to Bian Ling's standards. The extra costs will be covered by the group."

"But... Young Master, if we do that, the construction costs will be too high. I'm afraid the 'West Garden' renovation project will be a losing proposition..."

“Just do as I say. When Grandpa asks, I’ll take responsibility. What are you afraid of? This project is huge for you, but it’s just a drop in the ocean for the Nangong Group. Go ahead and do it.”

He hung up the phone, and when he looked out the window again, Jiang Xinyue was nowhere to be seen. Nangong Ji gritted his teeth.

“It seems my emotional appeal has no effect on you… Jiang Xinyue, are you forcing me?” He muttered to himself, then picked up his phone and dialed a number.

Jiang Xinyue got out of the car and saw several layers of people gathered in front of the Blue Light Building, which was half a stop away from the company. Many people were craning their necks to look up and talking. Her professional intuition told her that something must have happened. Sure enough, she saw a woman standing on the roof, clinging to the railing, ready to jump.

Jiang Xinyue immediately called her company to send someone over, while she rushed into the Blue Light Building. There were already rescuers on the rooftop, but no one dared approach because the young woman was on the verge of a breakdown, and one of her legs was hanging precariously over the railing.

Every time the rescuers made a move, the woman yelled, "Don't come any closer! If you come any closer, I'll jump! Get a lawyer, get a lawyer to talk to me! If no one comes in half an hour, I'll jump and end it all!"

Jiang Xinyue slowly took a step forward, and the woman immediately tensed up: "Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!" She started clinging to the railing again.

Jiang Xinyue spread her arms wide: "Miss, I won't go over there, I won't go over there. I'm not a lawyer, but I know you must have encountered some trouble to want to talk to a lawyer. Although I'm not a lawyer, I'm a journalist. The media is the voice of the people. Many difficult cases and injustices are resolved only after the media forms public opinion. Sometimes the media is more efficient than lawyers because a lawyer is just one person, while the media represents the general public. Miss, is there anything you can tell me? I promise that no matter what it is, I will definitely help you solve it."

Chapter 053:

A Trap Within a Trap 2 Jiang Xinyue has always had a special talent—a natural affinity. Her voice is unhurried, gentle, and sincere, easily touching people's hearts. The young woman's expression softened slightly, and she looked at Jiang Xinyue thoughtfully.

"Trust me." Jiang Xinyue nodded firmly.

"Can you really help me?" After saying this, the young woman suddenly broke down and cried, "Can you really help me get my child back? My child was only three months old when someone snatched him away..."

“What exactly happened? Don’t get agitated, tell me slowly, I will definitely help you…” Jiang Xinyue said as she slowly approached, while the rescuers took advantage of the woman’s momentary lapse in concentration to rush forward and subdue her. The woman began to struggle violently again, and Jiang Xinyue took her hand: “Your child hasn’t been found yet, how can you bear to abandon him like this? Have you thought about how pitiful a child without a mother is? We’ll take you to the hospital now, and I’ll come to see you once you’ve calmed down. I will definitely help you to the end, don’t worry.”

After the woman was rescued, Jiang Xinyue felt weak all over. She closed her eyes and held onto the railing. Actually, she had a fear of heights and had never dared to go up to the rooftop before. This time, she didn’t know where the strength came from that had kept her going until now. She was drenched in sweat, and her hands and feet were trembling. Fortunately, a young man from the rescue team stayed behind and helped her down from the rooftop, escorting her all the way out of the building.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Jiang Xinyue chuckled lightly. "I'm fine, thank you for bringing me down." She felt much better.

"You're such a kind person," the young man said sincerely.

Jiang Xinyue shook her head. "I should go back to the newspaper office. Thank you, you're a kind person too."

"Oh, which newspaper do you work for? What's your name?" the young man asked shyly.

Jiang Xinyue often encountered this situation; strange men would frequently approach her, asking for her name and phone number. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was very attractive. She waved to the young man and turned to walk towards the newspaper office.

She didn't know that Lin Nan was standing right beside her, watching. The scene of Jiang Xinyue rescuing the person jumping from the building had been filmed. When Lin Nan saw the slender figure standing on the high rooftop on the TV screen, he jumped up and rushed out. At that moment, his mind was filled with worry, not a thought. No one knew she had acrophobia except him, yet she still climbed over forty stories to save someone. No one knew what a pure, kind, and wonderful person she was except him!

He arrived at the scene and saw her being helped down. The young man supporting her had shy and sincere eyes, while she smiled and chatted as usual. He felt relieved. Watching from afar, he knew how likable her personality was, and that she had no shortage of people like him who cared for her.

Jiang Xinyue went back to work after a short break and then rushed to the hospital. The young woman who had been taken to the hospital had stabilized, and Jiang Xinyue had a long talk with her.

She roughly understood the situation: the young woman, named Xiaolu, was 23 years old and a senior at a university. Born into a poor family, she was a diligent student with lofty ambitions. Her dream was to pursue a master's degree abroad, but her parents were already heavily in debt after supporting her through four years of university and could no longer afford to send her abroad. Her savings from working part-time while studying were also insufficient.

In her pursuit of her dream, Xiaolu took a wrong turn. Through an acquaintance, she went to a surrogacy agency and became a surrogate mother. The agency provided the sperm, and she provided the eggs. The agency arranged the time until she conceived. The agency paid her 300,000 yuan upfront, with the remaining 300,000 yuan to be paid after the child was born. After the child was delivered three months later, they would be even. Xiao Lu had a good plan: after receiving the 600,000 yuan, she would immediately go abroad to study. However, after giving birth, she no longer had that idea. She would rather not have the 300,000 yuan; she wanted to live with her child…

“Where is the child now?”

“I don’t know… They forcibly took the child away. I know absolutely nothing about the person in need—what he does, where he’s from…”

"Is that surrogacy agency still around?"

Xiao Lu nodded. "I went to negotiate with them a few days ago, but they didn't admit to being a surrogacy agency. They only said they were a legitimate technology company, and they even took away the original copy of the agreement I had."

Jiang Xinyue squeezed her hand. "Don't worry, the child will definitely be returned. I consulted a lawyer. Surrogacy agreements are not protected by law, but the mother-child relationship between the surrogate mother and the child is recognized by law. Just focus on recovering. Our newspaper will do everything we can to help you with this, and I also know some lawyer friends. I can introduce them to you if you need anything."

Jiang Xinyue rushed home. She took a shower, took out all the clothes in the closet, and picked them out one by one. After choosing the clothes, she dried her hair, put on a perfect light makeup, and then took out her handbag that she hadn't used in a long time. This handbag was her "secret weapon" because it had a hidden camera embedded in it. She had used this handbag many times before, but since she started dating Lin Nan, Lin Nan no longer allowed her to take such risks.

Jiang Xinyue used to be like a fearless female warrior, a description Lin Nan used to describe her. She never took risks for her own sake, and Lin Nan was often worried about her "recklessness." After many years in the industry, Jiang Xinyue gradually toned down this side of herself. Sometimes she would reflect on herself, wondering if she had regressed, if she was no longer as passionate and righteous as before...

Perhaps if she could foresee what would happen, would she have thought things through carefully before going? But given her personality, even if she had to do it all over again, she would still go without hesitation, and the person who set the trap knew this perfectly well.

06-03
Chapter 054 The Hunter

Jiang Xinyue pushed open the door and entered "Houpu Technology Co., Ltd." A kind-looking middle-aged woman greeted her. She was led into a small private room, and after sitting down, someone brought in two cups of coffee, creating a very relaxed and quiet atmosphere.

"How did Miss Jiang find out about our company?" the woman asked, clearly having seen the simple information she had registered at the front desk.

“I was introduced by an acquaintance. To be honest, I’ve recently run into some difficulties and urgently need a large sum of money,” Jiang Xinyue explained her purpose. Although neither party explicitly stated it, it was quite implicit.

The woman looked her up and down a few times, revealing a satisfied expression: “Miss Jiang is a very good catch. Many men like your type. I wonder if Miss Jiang is familiar with any matters concerning surrogacy?”

“I only know a little.”

“Since that’s the case, let me briefly explain. Generally, surrogacy here is divided into three categories. The first category involves the couple providing sperm and eggs, which are then implanted into the surrogate mother’s uterus through artificial insemination, and the reward is 200,000 yuan. The second category involves the couple providing sperm and the surrogate mother providing eggs, which are also implanted into the mother’s uterus through artificial insemination, and the reward is 300,000 yuan. The third category still involves the surrogate mother providing eggs, but we arrange the timing. The couple will have ‘marital relations’ for a period of time until conception. This category has the highest reward, totaling 600,000 yuan. I wonder which category Ms. Jiang would like to choose? Actually, I have a suggestion. With Ms. Jiang’s excellent conditions… since it’s all going to be done once anyway, why not choose the third option? It’s more cost-effective. What do you think, Ms. Jiang?”

Jiang Xinyue pondered for a moment. “I… do need a lot of money…”

The middle-aged woman smiled. “Actually, according to the standard procedure, we have to conduct strict routine physical examinations on surrogate mothers to ensure that they can conceive normally. However, it is really rare to find an excellent applicant like Ms. Jiang. I will make an exception for you personally. I have a client who is very picky and in a hurry. He is not afraid of spending money and just wants to find a suitable surrogate mother. You are exactly his type. If you agree to take the job now, he promises to pay a reward of 1.5 million yuan. Moreover, for each day of delay, the reward will decrease in increments of 100,000 yuan.”

In the end, Jiang Xinyue filled out the form and signed the agreement. Just as she walked out of Houpu Technology Company with the room card of Jiuzhou Longtai Hotel, 750,000 yuan in cash had been quickly deposited into her bank account.

Jiang Xinyue let out a deep breath after leaving the building. Her palms were sweating with nervousness. Fortunately, things had gone very smoothly. Reaching this point should have been a perfect outcome; if Xiaolu were to sue, her video could serve as strong evidence. However, as a seasoned reporter, she wasn't satisfied. To write a perfect and detailed report, she needed to meet the client and familiarize herself with the entire process before she could write a convincing article.

Without hesitation, she took a taxi to Jiuzhou Longtai. As soon as she entered the bright lobby, she heard a familiar voice.

"Sister, sister..."

Jiang Xinyue was surprised. Could she really run into someone she knew here? Turning her head, she met Nangong Ji's gaze. It turned out there was a coffee shop on the first floor of the hotel, a transparent glass building, and Nangong Ji was sitting at a table on the side, waving at her.

She hesitated for a moment before pushing open the door and entering. Nangong Ji sat facing her, sipping his rich coffee, leaning back comfortably in his chair, waiting for her to slowly approach, like a cunning hunter watching his prey slowly fall into his trap, and then watching it struggle in its death throes...

"Ji, what are you doing here?" Her surprise hadn't subsided.

"What a coincidence." He smiled gently, but didn't directly answer her question. "I was wondering why you'd be here too, sister."

"Oh, I'm here for an interview." She answered naturally, having already prepared her lines as she walked over.

"Really?" He smiled. "That's even more of a coincidence. This hotel is a property of the Nangong Group. I know all the executives here. Whichever one you want to interview, I can introduce you or give you a heads-up."

Jiang Xinyue's smile became slightly unnatural. She really hadn't expected this hotel to be a family business of Nangong Ji.

"No...no need. I already have a reservation. Sorry, I have to go up now. Bye." She quickly slipped away, afraid that Nangong Ji would be too enthusiastic and reveal all her secrets. She was there for a covert investigation, not an overt one.

Nangong Ji smiled as he watched her leave hastily, until she disappeared from sight, then he stood up.

Reaching the door of room 1314, her heart began to pound. Only then did she realize how nervous she was. Who was waiting for her inside? What kind of person would be so eager to spend 1.5 million to have a complete stranger have his child? Is he some kind of monster...? She shook her head. Of course not. Everyone has some sense. This was her first time dealing with someone in this situation, so it was best to have a long talk with him to understand their circumstances and psychology regarding finding a surrogate mother. She

swiped her card and entered the room. A luxuriously furnished bed greeted her. She expected to see a man sitting on the bed or standing on the balcony, but there wasn't a soul in sight.

A strange feeling crept over her. She cautiously opened the bathroom door; it was empty too. She tried another door, but it seemed locked from the outside. She circled the room, tentatively asking softly, "Is anyone here?"

"Hello, is anyone here?"

No one answered. Suspecting she'd gone to the wrong room, she checked her keycard. It was indeed room 1314. She was truly bewildered and confused. After standing there for a while, she went onto the balcony. The balcony was spacious with a great view. Looking down, she felt a little dizzy and quickly closed her eyes.

Just then, the door opened, and she reflexively turned around, her face instantly changing.

"You…"

The person who entered also looked surprised: "Sister?"

It was none other than Nangong Ji, whom she had bumped into in the lobby. Jiang Xinyue's mind was in turmoil. She quickly composed herself: "Ji… did you come to the wrong room?"

Nangong Ji deliberately turned to look at the door, then the door closed behind him. He answered unhurriedly: "No, this is the room I booked."

"What?" She looked at him in astonishment, "Could it be… could it be you a client?" Nangong Ji was actually the man who was willing to spend 1.5 million to buy a child? She couldn't believe it even if you beat her to death!

"Didn't you say you were here for an interview?" Nangong Ji asked instead of answering, his eyes narrowing slightly as he scrutinized her.

Her face flushed slightly. Regardless of the specifics, it wasn't that she was worried about any risks; she just didn't want to have any further involvement with Nangong Ji and incur Jiang Diaokai's displeasure. The best course of action now was to leave.

"Oh...yes, maybe I went to the wrong room." She said, trying to leave the room, but Nangong Ji subtly blocked her way.

"But how come you have this room card? I remember leaving this card at a surrogacy agency. Could you be the surrogate mother Ms. Chen mentioned, the one who guaranteed I'd like her? Sister...how could you do this? Are you short of money?" No one had expressed their surprise as vividly as Nangong Ji.

Chapter 55 Lewd Photos

"No, no, no...I'm not..." Knowing Nangong Ji had misunderstood, Jiang Xinyue waved her hands repeatedly.

"Aren't you?" Nangong Ji took the room card from her hand and examined it. Clearly, he held the evidence, yet she vehemently denied it.

Knowing that her scheme had been exposed, she had nothing left to hide and could only say, "Actually, I came here undercover..." She explained the whole story to Nangong Ji, then said with concern, "That company is illegal, Ji. How did you end up with that company? And I never imagined the 'client' would be you! Why did you choose a surrogate mother? You're only sixteen, still a student..." "

I have my own reasons," Nangong Ji sighed softly. "My grandfather is a very domineering man. Remember when I told you about my father? He had me when he was sixteen, and he had absolutely no feelings for my mother. He only wanted to continue the family line. Our Nangong family has had only one son for generations, which has always been a source of worry for my grandfather. Now, my father's experience has been passed down to me. To avoid becoming a pawn in a business arrangement and being forced to marry a woman I don't like and have a child, I had to come up with this stupid solution. It would be best to find a woman I don't know. After the child is born, we'll be even. As long as I bring my grandson back, my grandfather won't force me to marry a woman I don't like anymore."

"So that's how it is..." Jiang Xinyue felt deep sympathy for Nangong Ji. He was still just a child, yet he had to bear such a heavy family burden. She had known Lin Nan for five years, and although he had never mentioned anything to her, she always sensed an invisible weight on his shoulders. He had never told her about his father or the mother of his child. She only learned about Lin Nan's experiences later from Nangong Ji.

Perhaps ordinary people wouldn't understand what Lin Nan had gone through; some might even find it unbelievable—how could such a thing happen in such an open society? But in some prominent families, such things were commonplace.

"Isn't there any room for negotiation? Doing it this way just feels..." Yes, she found it absurd, but as a reporter, she knew that such absurd farces played out every day.

“If I had any other way, why would I have gone this far?” Nangong Ji said helplessly. “Sister, actually, before I walked into this room, I was wondering if I could really accept a strange woman having my child. I really didn’t expect the person in the room to be you. Don’t you think this is fate? Or maybe it’s an arrangement by God. Why don’t we just go with the flow…”

“Ji, what are you saying?” Jiang Xinyue interrupted him, feeling both annoyed and amused. “Actually, if you really need a child to give Grandpa an explanation, you can choose IVF. You don’t have to actually have a child with a woman you don’t like… I told you I came here on the undercover investigation. First, to help Xiaolu, and second, for my report. I really didn’t expect to run into you. I’ll cut out the extra videos, don’t worry. Okay, I should go.”

“Sister,” Nangong Ji grabbed her, “I was just saying, you’re not angry, are you?”

Jiang Xinyue shook her head: “No, I really should go.”

“I have something to show you. Look at it before you leave.”

“What?” Jiang Xinyue didn’t expect Nangong Ji to have anything to show her.

"You'll see when you get there." Nangong Ji smiled mysteriously, pulled her towards the locked room, opened the door, and gently pushed Jiang Xinyue inside.

It was an elegant little bedroom, the walls covered with large wallpapers, but the patterns on the wallpapers were incredibly obscene. They were extremely clear, large-format nude photographs of a woman. In the first photo, a young woman lay asleep on soft white sheets, her eyelashes tightly closed, innocent and completely unguarded. Yet her clothes had been completely stripped off, revealing her delicate, lotus-root-like skin, rounded breasts, pink nipples, slender waist, long legs, and a dense, dark forest of hair… In the second photo, the woman's legs were spread apart by a hand, the focus of the photo being between her legs. The close-up of her private parts was extremely clear, even the sparse black hairs along the pink petals were visible, reaching the height of obscenity. In the third photo, a man's fingers parted the tightly closed petals, revealing even more tender flesh inside, almost no trace of an opening, completely like a virgin who had never experienced love…

And the woman in the photos, Jiang Xinyue, knew it all too well—it was herself!

She couldn't describe her feelings at that moment—anger, shame, disbelief… She thought that the day A-Kai suddenly changed his attitude and forced her to have sex was the worst she'd ever experienced. But she never expected Nangong Ji to…

“You…” She turned to glare at Nangong Ji, but couldn't speak. She didn't know what to say, what to say; every cell in her body felt furious. The Nangong Ji who had just seemed like an innocent young man had suddenly become someone she didn't know at all.

“Your body is truly beautiful…” Nangong Ji ignored the rage blazing in her eyes and spoke slowly as he looked at her.

Jiang Xinyue's face flushed red with shame and anger. She lunged forward and tore at the wallpaper, large strips of paper ripped from it, leaving the images in tatters.

Nangong Ji simply looked at her and said casually, "Tear it up, I have plenty more on my phone, even more explosive ones, with clearer close-ups of specific parts, the whole picture is just the most private parts..."

Jiang Xinyue almost collapsed: "Why are you doing this!"

"Because I like you, I liked you from the first time I saw you. It's funny, the first time I saw you, you were making love with my father. Your face was as pure as the moon goddess, but when a man loves you, you're as alluring as a little vixen. That's when I was jealous of my father, that's when I went crazy wanting to have you..."

"You planned all of this?" Jiang Xinyue asked in disbelief.

"It was indeed me who planned it." He stopped pretending.

"Xiaolu and Houpu Technology Company were fake?"

"Those were temporary actors I paid to hire," Nangong Ji said.

Jiang Xinyue trembled with anger: "Your obedience, pitifulness, and innocence from the beginning were all an act?"

"Except for the part about Grandpa forcing me into marriage, everything I've said to you has been true. My heart is true too. I love you, I love you to the point of madness. If I could get you through normal means, I would never use such methods..."

"Shut up! You don't know what love is at all. This is just desire. Your actions are like those of a madman. I misjudged you before." Jiang Xinyue turned to leave, but Nangong Ji grabbed her: "You can call me mad, and I really am going crazy thinking about you. But is it wrong to fall in love with someone? I admit that at first, I felt desire for you, but through our interactions, I slowly fell in love with you, and after falling in love, I wanted to have you even more intensely. Is that wrong? Why can't you accept me? You can even accept your own son, being pinned down by him every night, letting him do whatever he wants. Why can't I!"

Chapter 56 Who's Bigger, Me or Him? (h)

Jiang Xinyue's face turned pale instantly. She just stared at Nangong Ji in disbelief, unable to utter a single word. In the end, outsiders found out about her unspeakable secret, her greatest fear in life, and now the intense shame had defeated her.

Nangong Ji slowly approached, until his hand encircled her waist. Only then did she realize the danger of the situation. She took a step back: "Let me go..."

"How could I possibly let you go again?" Nangong Ji said slowly, "I should have realized long ago that this was the only way to get you. It's a pity I've already wasted too much time. Since we've already signed the agreement, why not have a child for me? When I bring my grandson to his grandfather, he will be very happy and will definitely agree to let me marry the child's mother. Akai can't marry you, but I can. You will become my rightful wife. I can openly and honestly have your heart and your body. This is something Akai can never do. I don't mind him living with us. To outsiders, he's your brother or son, but in reality, I can allow him to share you with me. You see, I'm even starting to admire my own magnanimity..."

"What are you saying? I don't understand at all." Jiang Xinyue tried to escape, but he simply pushed her gently, and she fell onto the large bed behind him. He pressed down on her, and although Jiang Xinyue struggled, he held her tightly, his lips moving against hers, his eyes fixed on hers, and he said wickedly, "I'm going to kiss your little mouth down there first."

She was wearing a silk dress, and he lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties, pressed his hands against her knees, and opened his mouth to take her entire private parts into his mouth, slowly sucking and releasing them little by little.

Jiang Xinyue felt a warm sensation in her lower body as he sucked on her, and waves of pleasure radiated to every nerve ending. She bent over and pounded on his shoulders, crying, "Let me go, you madman..."

He ignored her, continuing to swirl her clitoris with his tongue, then sucking hard with his lips. Jiang Xinyue finally couldn't take it anymore; her lower body convulsed uncontrollably, and her tightly closed little hole opened, spitting out a pool of honey-like fluid. She gripped the sheets with both hands, her little bottom arching uncomfortably.

He moved his lips down, sucking on that pink, divine cave. Her honey-like fluid smeared his mouth, and taking advantage of the slippery texture, he probed his tongue inside. Her reaction was surprisingly strong; she squeezed him tightly. He thought that if it were his penis, he would probably be dying of pleasure by now; she was just too tight.

He covered her body again, her pale face now flushed, her resistant gaze softened with desire. He whispered in her ear, "The more a woman appears like a saint on the surface, the more of a vixen she is at heart. Your face is angelic, but every inch of your skin is incredibly sensitive and horny. If I hadn't seen Father making love to you, if I hadn't seen the pinch marks on A-Kai's arm, I would have believed you were a virgin, because your vagina is tighter than a virgin's..."

His lips were glistening; just moments before, his mouth had been lewdly covering her most private parts, and now he leaned down to kiss her lips, sucking slowly, conquering her territory. A-Kai's domineering aura was strong and forceful, like a fully drawn bow, while Nangong Ji's domineering aura was supple and resilient, like silk binding you to death.

"Ugh, ugh... let go... ugh..." Her fingers flailing wildly, grabbing whatever she could. Her mind was in turmoil. She threw things at him haphazardly, but he only grunted and collapsed on top of her. She pushed him away, scrambled to her feet, and ran outside. The first door opened easily, but the second wouldn't budge. She pounded and screamed, but no one answered. It felt like she was the only one left in the world.

Suddenly, she turned back in a daze. Nangong Ji hadn't chased after her. He... When the word "death" flashed through her mind, she was terrified. Trembling, she went back. Reaching the door of the small bedroom, she screamed.

Nangong Ji lay on his back on the bed, his face covered in blood.

He was dead... he was dead... Her fingers trembled, her face pale...

"Ji..."

"Ji..."

She pushed at his body, but he didn't move. Her voice trembled: "I, I didn't mean to... Ji..." Suddenly, she remembered her phone and quickly pulled it out of her bag to dial 120. The dial tone was always busy. Looking at the phone screen, the signal was blocked.

Nangong Ji had schemed and plotted, but in the end, he had outsmarted her... Just as she was panicking, his eyes opened, his eyelashes stained with blood.

"There's a first-aid kit in the cupboard outside..."

She didn't care about anything else and jumped up to find it. Kneeling on the bed, she carefully cleaned his wounds. He had a large gash on his forehead from being hit with a lamp, and it took a lot of effort to stop the bleeding. She wrapped it with gauze, and finally finished cleaning it. Exhausted, she knelt on the bed, her fingers still trembling slightly.

"You're really ruthless," he said, his face still bearing traces of blood, but it didn't diminish his refined demeanor. She closed her eyes, trembling with lingering fear.

But his hand slipped inside her collar and grasped her breast. She suddenly opened her eyes.

He said, "Either keep hitting me, kill me outright, or don't move. If you dare move, I'll tear off the bandage myself and let the blood drain away. Choose one." With that, with a "ripping" sound, her skirt was ripped open.

Two snow-white breasts bounced before his eyes, his eyes filled with intense lust. Jiang Xinyue didn't move, like a statue. She said sadly, "Did I owe you something in my past life that I have to repay in this one? Fine, I promise you... Let me pay off all my debts today. After today, we should have nothing to do with each other anymore."

"Okay," he agreed readily, stroking her breasts. "Your body is as perfect as a sex doll sold in an online store, even your breasts are as firm and elastic as plastic..." As he spoke, he stood up and lifted her chin.

"Since you're going to repay your debt, then repay it properly. Do whatever I tell you to do. Now, watch me take off my clothes."

He stared into her eyes, tearing off his clothes little by little until he was completely naked. He was the same height as A-Kai, but his physique appeared more slender. Jiang Diaokai was strong and athletic, while he was tall and graceful. But what made Jiang Xinyue turn her head away was that he had a penis as thick and long as Jiang Diaokai's, as if he were born with a special gift.

He turned her face towards him, the thick, long "monster" swaying in front of her. He grabbed it and stroked it: "How does it compare to A-Kai's? Is it bigger or smaller?"

"I don't know..."

"How could you not know?" He scoffed. "A-Kai makes you measure it yourself every day, right? Don't you know its size by heart? It's okay if you don't say, I'll make you feel it clearly in a moment. You can say you don't know, but your little hole won't lie..."

Chapter 057 Ultimate Possession (H)

"Stop talking..." Jiang Xinyue closed her eyes, her fan-like eyelashes trembling incessantly. "If you're going to do it, hurry up." Nangong Ji smiled sinisterly. Jiang Xinyue knelt naked on the bed, while he stood beside her, looking down at her. She had a slender frame, with no excess fat in the right places, so what occupied his view were her two heavy, round, snow-white breasts. They were fuller than when he first saw the photos, and just looking at them gave a silky smooth feeling, making his blood boil.

He would definitely make her remember him! Even if he couldn't, he would make sure her body forever remembered his possession!

He knelt down too: "Open your eyes, I don't want to make love to a blind man." As he spoke, right before her eyes, he grasped her breasts with both hands, kneading them inwards. The white, smooth waves rippled with his hands. She gently bit her lip. He applied force with both hands, pushing inwards until her breasts were tightly pressed together, leaving no gap.

He straightened his body slightly, forcing his thick penis into her cleavage. Her delicate skin ached from the friction of his hardness. She gasped softly, only to see his thick, long penis inserted between her two white, pressed-together breasts. The contrast between the smoothness and the hardness, the whiteness and the darkness, was utterly obscene. Her face flushed crimson.

He didn't want her to perform a breastjob; he simply pulled out gently, his penis separating the flesh and springing out from between her breasts, then bouncing back, slapping against her breasts with a "smack."

"Ah..." she cried softly.

"Does it hurt already?" he said, grasping her breasts again, kneading and flicking her nipples with his thumb. The nipples were a perfect pink color, but felt a little dry.

He pulled her onto the bed, spreading one of her legs. She buried her face in the sheets, embarrassed. Her lower body was already soaked from his earlier kisses, even her delicate petals were glistening with moisture. He carefully parted her petals with two fingers, revealing a pool of nectar in her small opening. He held his large penis, not penetrating, but only grinding the tip against her wet entrance.

She writhed uncontrollably, quickly making his penis drip wet. He picked her up again, making her kneel on the bed, and gently swirled her nipples with his own nectar-covered penis. The dry nipples quickly swelled with the moisture, grinding back against his tip. He inhaled comfortably, while Jiang Xinyue bit her lip even tighter.

He lowered his head and took her firm, full nipple into his mouth, grinding it between his lips and teeth before biting down hard.

"Ahhh!" she cried out in pain, "Let go...it hurts..."

He didn't listen at all and continued biting. Her chest trembled with pain, and she hit him, one blow landing squarely on his head, blood slowly seeping through the snow-white bandage. She dared not hit him again, biting her lip, her face contorted in pain.

When he released her, her nipple bore the marks of his teeth. He then attacked the other side, and she sobbed in pain, while his slender fingers burrowed between her legs, parting the petals, finding the spring and inserting it deeply.

"Mmm...ooh..." she groaned, unsure if it was pain or pain. The deeper he bit, the more her lower body flowed with hot fluid. He finally released her nipple, concentrating his strength on his middle finger, thrusting rapidly.

"Ah...ah...no...come out..." His fingers were too rough; the extreme excitement had become a painful torment, and she begged him to let go. Of course, he wouldn't; instead, his movements quickened until a gush of hot fluid erupted, and she climaxed, her body going limp like a puddle of water.

He was so good at torturing her! She was still in the afterglow of her orgasm when he spread her soft legs and thrust his thick desire directly into her constantly contracting vagina. Her insides were silky yet extremely tight, unable to fully accommodate him. He stretched her to her limit, forcefully pushing into her womb.

"No..." she cried out, her lower body contracting tightly, squeezing him until he was in ecstasy. He pulled her body down to the edge of the bed, wrapped his arms around her slender

waist, and thrust into her forcefully. Her slender

legs swung back and forth, her lower abdomen bulging from his penetration. "Ah ...

"Mmm...mmm..." Her body convulsed, her vagina, stretched open by his massive member, opened and closed repeatedly, leaking his fluids, a sticky white mixed with streaks of blood, and the tip of his penis was also stained with her blood.

He admired her convulsing lower body because of him, admired her rapidly rising and falling breasts, admired her clean, sweaty face; everything was too erotic, too beautiful. And blood continued to flow from her lower body, blooming like vibrant peonies on the white sheets.

He lay beside her, reaching out to brush her hair to one side. Her eyes were half-closed, her lips moving: "You...you're crazy, it hurt so much just now..." Another surge of heat flowed from below, and she whispered, "I'm going to die..."

He laughed through his nose, his lips covering hers with kisses and pecking, responding softly, "Is that so? But I've never heard of a woman being fucked to death by a man..."

"Shameless..." she weakly cursed.

“How could I have gotten you if I had any shame? Did I say something wrong? Wasn’t I just fucking you?” He teased in a low voice, “Harder… Your body will always remember the feeling a man once gave it. Pain, but the ultimate excitement; excitement, but also the ultimate pain… How was it? Enjoying it?”

She shook her head: “Now… can I leave now…? Have I paid back what I owed you in this life and the last…?”

“No,” he stroked her face and said firmly, “That was just a warm-up.”

Her eyes widened in fear. She really felt like she was going to die because the blood was flowing continuously from below, and large blood clots were even falling down.

Chapter 058 Seductive Beauty (H)

“You…”

Looking at her worried look, he couldn’t help but laugh and asked her softly, “When was your last period?”

She was slightly stunned, and her face turned red. She must have realized it now; her period used to be very regular, but this time it came a few days early. He looked at her embarrassed look and smiled mischievously, turned her body to the side, and spread one of her legs.

"Can you please let me go? Wasn't that... enough fun?" she said with difficulty, still fearing his rapid and intense possession.

He didn't speak, but pulled her hand to grasp his throbbing erection: "See for yourself if I can handle it." Her hand recoiled as if throwing away a hot potato, and he penetrated her body again. She remained sensitive and reacted intensely, tightly gripping him, wrapping around him, and entwining him, sending him soaring to the heavens in an instant.

Blood continued to flow, making her orifice more lubricated than ever before. Although it was still incredibly tight, his entry and exit were no longer hindered, everything flowing smoothly and effortlessly. Her size was indeed too small relative to their combined size, but the increased lubrication from the abundant blood had a magical expanding effect. He no longer felt the awkwardness and forced entry he had experienced the first time; he only felt that she was smoother and softer than silk.

At first, she cried out in pain, but gradually her cries turned into moans, becoming increasingly alluring and delicate, becoming the most sensual aphrodisiac to his ears.

He knew half the reason was the large amount of blood that cushioned his impact, and the other was a small incense burner on top of the cabinet, burning a mesmerizing erotic fragrance that slowly seeped into his bones, its effects gentle yet gradual.

She began to respond to him, humming softly like a cat in her throat, and he knew the drug was finally working. Each time he fully entered her, she gripped him tightly, making him groan involuntarily. Only when she gently relaxed would he withdraw, and then she would seductively suck in again, waiting for his re-entry. The two played a never-ending game of lust, seeing who was stronger, who could make the other moan louder, who had more skill.

He was even more ferocious than the first time, perhaps because he had been suppressing his desire for too long, his desire erupting like a volcano. With each thrust, blood flowed continuously, blooming large, crimson roses beneath them. His impact caused the red blood to splatter, landing on her snow-white skin. Large patches of blood stained her lower body, abdomen, and legs…

She sat on his lap, giggling and writhing, her soft flesh grinding against his roughness. He gritted his teeth and groaned, wishing he could immediately pull her off and pin her beneath him. But he couldn't bear to; he wanted to see her smile alluringly and playfully, teasing him—a side of her he never usually showed.

She lifted her little bottom, finally releasing him. He felt a warm sensation in his lower body as a large amount of blood poured down, turning his penis completely red… He couldn't bear it, either physically or visually, reaching the peak of excitement, and he ejaculated…

“You weakling…” she scolded him, tapping his nose, pressing down on him. She kissed his chest, playfully swirling her tongue around his two small red nipples, nibbling with her teeth. At first, it was just a light teasing, but later she increased the pressure.

He cried out in pain, yet was extremely excited, his desire rising high.

“Little vixen,” he scolded her too, but let her torment his body, just as he had tormented her. For people who love each other, even “torture” is an ultimate pleasure.

The incense in the burner finally burned out. He helped her bathe and pulled her out of the tub. He knew her consciousness had returned, because the seductive look on her face was gone. He carried her to bed and gently dried her body with a large bath towel. She didn't resist, simply letting him do as he pleased.

He took out the clothes he had bought earlier—her usual attire, the skirt suit she liked to wear to work. He carefully placed a sanitary pad inside her underwear, dressed her, and dried her hair.

He gently kissed her forehead: "Now you can go..."

"Goodbye." She picked up her bag and quickly walked out the door.

He knew that her "goodbye" meant never seeing her again.

He drew back the curtains and watched her walk out of the building. He watched her sit on a bench by the roadside for a long, long time before getting into a car and leaving…

Jiang Xinyue opened the door wearily, and Jiang Diaokai rushed over and grabbed her shoulders, squeezing them so hard they hurt: “Where did you go?”

“I…” she gasped, “I went to work…”

“Nonsense! I just went to the company to look for you, and everyone there said they didn’t know where you were. They couldn’t reach you by phone either. What are you up to…”

“I…”

Jiang Diaokai didn’t wait for her explanation, pulling over a newspaper to show her. The picture on the newspaper was of her; she was standing on a high rooftop, talking to a woman opposite her. Even from an outsider’s perspective, it was still a little terrifying.

“You’re not allowed to do something so stupid again. What if you fell? If… Anyway, if I see you like this again, I won’t allow you to go to work.” Jiang Diaokai’s tone was still domineering, but she could hear the worry and frustration in his voice.

Yes, if she hadn't meddled, she wouldn't have fallen into Nangong Ji's trap, and she wouldn't have lost her virginity again. She was still filled with regret, but if the same thing happened again, she would still rush to save people without hesitation.

"Actually, it's because at that time..." She didn't want Jiang Diao to think she was doing something pointless, even though it was true, and she had paid a heavy price for it. She wanted him to know that she had principles.

"No need to explain. I've read the newspaper. Let others do good deeds. You don't need to. Just protect yourself, okay?" He turned her chin, making her turn around to look at him, until he was sure she was unharmed. Jiang Xinyue felt a little touched.

Chapter 59 Caught in the Crossfire

Jiang Xinyue remembered reading a women's magazine before. Generally, women believed that sex during menstruation was unclean and prone to various gynecological diseases, so they often refused their boyfriends' or husbands' advances during this time. But it wasn't necessarily wrong. If proper hygiene was maintained, sex at this time could often bring the ultimate enjoyment.

But she remembered nothing, only Nangong Ji's madness and the pain he brought her. It was so intense and prolonged that her body still retained the sensation of a part of him remaining inside.

Just as she couldn't accept A-Kai's "rape" last time, this time her mind was in turmoil. Fortunately, when she told A-Kai she was in a sensitive period, Jiang Diao Kai didn't force her.

A year ago, she thought she would live a peaceful life, doing the work she loved, having a stable relationship with Lin Nan, and getting married at the right time, living like that forever. But A-Kai's arrival disrupted everything. She experienced a huge upheaval in her psychology, physiology, and even morality, and more than once. She almost began to admire her own strong resilience.

And what awaited her the next day? She never imagined that the next day would bring her a strange "attack."

As she walked from her house to the bus stop, she felt a growing unease, though she couldn't pinpoint the source of it. She stopped and looked around, vaguely sensing someone following her and pointing at her. But it was all just her imagination; everything seemed normal, except for a few groups of students. It was rush hour, so it wasn't unusual.

She shook her head and continued walking, still unaware of what was happening. Suddenly, something lightly struck her, hitting her with a "crack" as it fell to the ground—a broken eggshell. Egg juice dripped down her clothes. Before she could react, she was hit again and again: eggs, rotten fruit, tomatoes. The groups of female students had suddenly and dramatically gathered, angrily hurling "ammunition" at her, like a scene from a romantic drama.

They were shouting incoherently: "Go to hell, you shameless ugly woman..."

"She's so disgusting, how could such an old woman be worthy of our Hanghang..."

"Hanghang wouldn't look down on her, she must be throwing herself at him..."

This commotion instantly attracted a large number of interested onlookers, pointing and whispering about the disheveled Jiang Xinyue. The area was open, and Jiang Xinyue had nowhere to hide, completely isolated and surrounded, utterly pathetic.

Just then, a sharp shout rang out: "Stop!"

Perhaps it was the handsome and refined young man who had just arrived, or perhaps it was the elegance in Nangong Ji's every move and the innate aura in his voice that overwhelmed everyone, but everyone stopped what they were doing and watched as Nangong Ji heroically rescued the damsel in distress. Without a word, he pulled up the filthy Jiang Xinyue, took off his coat and draped it over her, and escorted her to a van parked not far away. It was n't

until the car slowly started moving that people came to their senses.

"Who was that guy just now..."

"He's so cool, on par with our Hanghang..."

"Don't compare others to Hanghang! Oh dear, that woman got away, hurry and chase after her..."

Nangong Ji used tissues to wipe the dirt off Jiang Xinyue's hair and clothes. The colorful stains were utterly disgusting. Jiang Xinyue sat there blankly, her eyes downcast. This was the first time she had experienced something like this, and she felt like a rat everyone wanted to kill. She hadn't yet recovered from the incident.

Jiang Xinyue looked not only disheveled but also pitiful and wronged. Nangong Ji tenderly wiped her face, asking, "Xinyue, are you alright? Are you okay?"

What did he call her? She looked up, meeting his concerned gaze, and gently shook her head, her face blank and helpless.

"What did I do wrong? Why are they treating me like this..." she murmured, her voice tinged with helplessness, her eyes welling up with tears.

"What did they say? Do you remember?" Nangong Ji asked softly.

The insults they hurled were horrible; they called her a disgusting and ugly old woman. How could she say such things? They even mentioned Hanghang... Zheng Yihang? She was almost immediately certain it was Zheng Yihang, because only fans could act so wildly and outrageously.

"It seems to be related to a friend of mine..." she said softly, her heart calming slightly as she thought of the teenage girls who had attacked her, completely infatuated with Zheng Yihang.

"Who?"

Jiang Xinyue didn't notice Nangong Ji's somewhat sharp tone and simply replied truthfully, "Zheng Yihang."

"How do you know it's related to him?" Nangong Ji certainly knew Zheng Yihang.

Jiang Xinyue frowned slightly, as if thinking of something unpleasant, and slowly said, "Yesterday... I received a text message from him when I left in the morning. He told me to follow his Weibo. Because I was in a rush to leave, and he often texts me to follow his Weibo updates, I didn't pay much attention. I don't know if it's related to that. Just now, those girls mentioned his name..."

Nangong Ji picked up his phone and went online. Zheng Yihang was on the homepage's popular list. He snorted softly, "No wonder..."

"What's wrong?"

Nangong Ji handed his phone to Jiang Xinyue to see. Zheng Yihang's last Weibo post, the one he posted yesterday, read: "520, 1314 Stupid woman @ Alone on the West Tower."

Alone on the West Tower was Jiang Xinyue's Weibo name. He tagged her so she wouldn't see it, right? But what did the first few numbers mean? She couldn't help but look at Nangong Ji.

"Didn't you know yesterday was May 20th? That number represents 'I love you,' so it's become a day recognized by young people to express their love. On this day, they confess their love to the person they've loved for a long time but haven't dared to confess to, using various methods. They might even receive an unexpected response. That's why many people with unrequited love or secret crushes confess their love to the person they like on this day. He posted this Weibo at 1:14 PM on May 20th, meaning 'I love you forever.' Such a big star must have very precious time, yet he chose this exact time to post a Weibo. It's certain that the woman is special to him. The person he tagged is the woman he wants to confess to. Could it be...?" "

I'm the one who's alone on the west tower, but it's absolutely impossible! Zheng Yihang and I have been good friends for many years. He couldn't... he absolutely couldn't like me!" Jiang Xinyue said very firmly, but it was just one Weibo post from Zheng Yihang that made her an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire.

This Zheng Yihang, he can confess to whomever he wants, but why is he tagging her in the comments for no reason...?

Nangong Ji didn't speak, just looked at her, trying to discern the truth in her words. Seeing her seemingly angry yet reproachful expression, he knew she was speaking from the heart. That Zheng Yihang liked her so much, and she was still completely oblivious. What an oblivious woman she was! But he had already experienced her obliviousness firsthand.

"Stop the car!" Nangong Ji suddenly called out. He got out of the car and came back in, holding a newspaper for Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue was filled with mixed emotions; she and Zheng Yihang were on the front page of the entertainment section, with a huge red headline: "Popular Star Also Uses Weibo to Confess Love, Girlfriend is Actually Just an Ordinary Person." "

Alone on the West Tower" was quickly doxxed. Her name, age, workplace, and so on were quickly exposed by netizens. Besides the scandalous stories about Zheng Yihang that even she didn't know about, the newspaper also dug up her entire family history.

She herself was one thing, but even Jiang Diaokai's and her parents' names were in the newspaper. Jiang Xinyue angrily threw the newspaper on the car: "Zheng Yihang, what are you up to this time? This isn't how you play pranks..."

Nangong Ji saw Jiang Xinyue's angry expression and smiled gently: "Forget it, don't be angry. I'll help you solve this."

"No need." Jiang Xinyue immediately said. She didn't want Nangong Ji and Zheng Yihang to have any more entanglements because of her. "I'll handle it myself."

"Then I won't interfere?" Nangong Ji said. "I'll take you to a hotel to take a shower first."

"No, no need." Jiang Xinyue quickly refused.

"Then you should at least change your clothes."

Jiang Xinyue looked at herself. She really couldn't go out like this. At this moment, the car had stopped in front of a shopping mall. Uncle K quickly bought a suit that was similar to the clothes Jiang Xinyue was wearing, according to the size Nangong Ji had provided.

Nangong Ji handed her the clothes: "Try them on."

Jiang Xinyue took the clothes and looked at Nangong Ji hesitantly. Nangong

Ji smiled, "What's wrong? Do you need my help?" "Could you go out for a moment?" Jiang Xinyue said softly.

"Is it necessary, Xinyue?" Nangong Ji not only didn't leave but also gently took the clothes from her hands.

Chapter 060 Turning Clouds and Rain

Jiang Xinyue's expression changed. Her name sounded awkward coming from Nangong Ji's mouth, and the tone of his voice...

"What do you mean?"

Nangong Ji's lips curled slightly as he glanced at her. That glance seemed casual, but it made Jiang Xinyue's heart tighten. He said lightly, "Nothing..."

"Thank you for today. Otherwise, I can't imagine what the consequences would be, how embarrassing I would be. Apart from this, I think we have nothing to do with each other anymore. I already paid back yesterday..." She spoke with some difficulty. The sudden situation just now almost made her forget how awkward it was between the two of them. Now she just wanted to leave.

"Really?" He fiddled with his newly bought clothes, his tone still nonchalant. His finger inadvertently pressed a button, turning on the car TV. The sounds of a woman's moans and the sounds of a man and woman making love startled Jiang Xinyue. Her face flushed crimson as she glanced at the screen.

She couldn't believe the woman on the screen was herself! The woman smiled seductively, her naked body writhing like a bewitching snake. She sat on the lap of the tall young man, his large penis fully inserted into her. She moaned and ground against him, actively lifting her hips to thrust…

"Turn it off, turn it off…" Jiang Xinyue covered her face. Nangong Ji leaned closer to her: "What's wrong? What are you afraid to see? I thought someone like you would at least admit what you've done…"

"What do you want? Why did you record it?" Jiang Xinyue asked anxiously.

“I didn’t mean anything by it. Didn’t you say we had nothing to do with each other anymore? I just wanted to keep it as a memento. Don’t you want to relive it? How different you were yesterday…so charming, so alluring, so proactive, and so seductive…Tell me, what would happen if Kai saw this?”

“You—” Jiang Xinyue looked at him in horror.

He knelt down, his hand resting on her knees, and looked into her eyes softly, saying, "I believe you don't want Kai to see this, nor do you want our relationship to break because of you. You can no longer have anything to do with me, but you value the friendship between Kai and me, right? I also cherish Kai as a friend and hope our relationship will continue to be friendly. As long as you agree to continue our relationship, just like with Kai, I promise this video will never be leaked. I don't want to threaten you, but I have no other choice. I love you very much, Xinyue, okay? Please agree. It's okay if you scold me for going back on my word..."

"No, no... Didn't we already agree yesterday? Why are you doing this... What you're doing is not good for any of the three of us. Why do something that is clearly not in your own best interest?"

"Because I like you. Before I got you, I was going crazy thinking about you. Now that I have you, I feel like I can't let go anymore. Losing you would be like dying. As long as you agree to continue our relationship, I promise not to let Kai find out. I won't be jealous of him. Just think of me occasionally and spend a little time with me." Nangong Ji actually humbled himself like this.

"Are you crazy? I won't agree." Jiang Xinyue pushed his hand away and moved further inside.

Nangong Ji stood up, looked at her bewildered face, and said firmly, "No, you won't refuse... because you don't want to lose me as a friend, and you don't want him to get hurt... Besides... do you remember that 750,000...?"

Jiang Xinyue was shocked. If Nangong Ji hadn't mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten that half of the transaction money had already been deposited into her account, and the entire transaction was fabricated by Nangong Ji. If someone really reported it, she would have no way to defend herself against the money.

Nangong Ji showed her a stack of documents: "Two months ago, a mining accident occurred at a small coal mine on the outskirts of the city, resulting in two deaths and two injuries. One of the deceased was Bian Ling's son, Li Xiaofeng. Bian Ling approached you, and you promised to help her resolve the matter. You wrote an article reporting the entire incident, but for some reason, the article was suppressed, and the matter was ultimately dropped. Bian Ling only received 20,000 yuan in compensation privately. Is such a vibrant life only worth 20,000 yuan? What covered up this mining accident? Isn't it a dirty power-money transaction? Just two months after this incident, you, Jiang Xinyue, a reporter for a certain metropolitan newspaper, suddenly and inexplicably had 7..." "50,000 yuan, and the name and account of the person who made the payment are Zhang Suiyuan, the owner of that small coal mine... If I hand over this stack of documents, what do you think will happen?"

Jiang Xinyue stared at Nangong Ji, her eyes brimming with tears. Having been a reporter for many years, she was no longer the naive girl she once was. She had seen too much of the dark side of society. She knew that sometimes a fabricated charge could overwhelm a champion of justice. Sometimes the law was not fair; beneath it lay turbulent undercurrents and shady deals involving power and money. Nangong Ji had truly used every means at his disposal. If he published this information, she would be unable to clear her name even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

More than fear, she felt grief and indignation. She had tirelessly campaigned for Li Xiaofeng, gathering evidence and writing articles day and night, only to be pressured by those above. Her articles were withdrawn by her superiors and forbidden from publication. She argued countless times, received numerous warnings, and was even threatened countless times… Ultimately, her power was insufficient to uphold justice, and she had to compromise. Bian Ling only received 20,000 yuan in compensation. She felt guilty about this, believing she was unworthy of being a journalist…

And now, someone was accusing her of bribery, of power-money transactions, of profiting from the dead… Faced with such a reversal of right and wrong, how could she not feel grief and indignation?

But she knew all too well the weakness of her own power; how could a small flame fight against overwhelming darkness? She couldn't speak, only letting tears well up in her eyes, her body trembling with anger.

Nangong Ji held her trembling body and gently pulled her into his arms. "I'm sorry... I deserve to die. I shouldn't have used such methods. I just had no other choice. I wanted you so badly... I know what kind of person you are, I know the grievances and blows you suffered because of that incident. I'm sorry..."

Jiang Xinyue sobbed, then burst into tears. Nangong Ji gently patted her back, letting her cry in his arms. Only when she gradually calmed down did he take out a tissue to wipe her tears. When his hand reached for her collar, her body visibly recoiled.

He didn't take offense and decisively reached out to unbutton her suit jacket. She didn't struggle. Her clothes were peeled off piece by piece until she was completely naked. He took the newly bought clothes and helped her put them on one by one. Throughout, Jiang Xinyue was very obedient, like a puppet.

The car quickly arrived at the newspaper office. Nangong Ji leaned down and gave Jiang Xinyue a light kiss on the lips. "Let's go to work." Jiang Xinyue opened the car door and got out.

Chapter 61 Who's Hurt?

Jiang Xinyue had just sat down when Yu Wei swaggered over and placed a stack of newspapers in front of her: "Congratulations, Xinyue! You're in the newspaper again, and it's the entertainment headline! Before you came, everyone was talking about how capable you are. Zheng Yihang is such a big star, at the peak of his career, handsome and rich. He's surrounded by countless beauties, the dream lover of countless girls. He always insisted he was single on TV shows, but who knew his hidden girlfriend was you! Your heartfelt confession on Weibo was so touching! Xinyue, how did you do it? Teach me! How can I snag such a high-quality man like Zheng Yihang, especially one who's older than me?"

Jiang Xinyue was dejected. She was used to Yu Wei's sarcastic remarks and rarely argued with her. She simply said, "Sorry, there's nothing to say. We're just ordinary friends."

"Sister Xinyue, the news is flying everywhere now, and you're still keeping it from us? That's too much, isn't it, everyone?"

Yu Wei's words drew agreement from a group of young people in the office.

"Yeah, Sister Xinyue, what's wrong with sharing your experience?"

"Sister Xinyue can't keep it all to herself, share some with the sisters too."

"Sister Xinyue, don't tell those gossipy old women, if you're all out hooking up with celebrities, what are we single guys supposed to do?"

"So lively today?" Lin Nan appeared at the office door without anyone noticing.

Upon seeing their boss, the group of people who had been gathering around fell silent. Only Yu Wei unfolded the newspaper in front of Lin Nan and said sweetly, "President Lin, guess who Zheng Yihang's girlfriend is? You'd never guess, would you? She's our colleague, Ms. Jiang Xinyue… From now on, our newspaper will be profiting from this! Zheng Yihang is so famous; we'll cover all his interviews from now on. President Lin should be happy, right?" "

Is that so?" Lin Nan's gaze swept indifferently over Jiang Xinyue. He had already seen the newspaper; the news had been all over town, causing quite a stir. Posts criticizing Jiang Xinyue were everywhere online, on forums, and in various communities. He had only come to check because he was worried. "If it's true, that's great, but do you really believe tabloid news?" He deflected the question with a few words.

Yu Wei looked embarrassed, and the others quickly lowered their heads to work. Jiang Xinyue didn't look at Lin Nan, but her face was burning. Their relationship had deteriorated so badly, and he was still speaking up for her. First, he let her bump into Jiang Diaokai, and then there was the Zheng Yihang incident. Her image in his mind must have been ruined long ago.

The class was in progress when Nangong Ji pushed open the door and walked in. He usually paid great attention to his appearance, but this time there was a large bandage on his forehead. Although it didn't detract much from his appearance, it was quite conspicuous. He nodded to the teacher and went straight to the last row to sit down.

Jiang Diaokai turned to him and asked in a low voice, "What happened to your forehead? Who had the audacity to hit your face like that?" His tone was half concerned and half curious, because since the Bao Dalong incident, no one dared to provoke Nangong Ji anymore.

"It's no one else's fault. I bumped into it by accident," Nangong Ji said.

Jiang Diaokai gave him a strange look: "Only you would dare to get yourself into this state."

After class, the group gathered at Huayu as usual. Gao Zhao, always quick to speak, didn't miss the chance: "Hey, Young Master Nangong, what happened? How did this happen? That's rare."

Nangong Ji still said he bumped into something, and Gao Zhao scoffed: "Who would believe that? Some pretty girl probably did it. You tried to rape her, and she got angry and hit you, right?"

"Idiot, Ji doesn't need to rape. Any woman would be eager for him to rape her..." Bao Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at Gao Zhao and muttered.

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe there are one or two virtuous women among them," Bao Dalong said.

Nangong Ji's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he said, half-jokingly, "So what if it is? Being beaten by a chaste and virtuous woman is a blessing. If you want her to beat you, you probably won't have that chance in your next life."

"Is that so?" Gao Zhao teased, "You should keep it for yourself. Don't even mention the next life, we won't fight you for it. You can enjoy being tortured."

"Why are you acting like them, acting like a masochist?" Jiang Diao glanced at Nangong Ji. Nangong Ji chuckled, "It's all because they forced me to."

Bao Xiaoyue ran over, squeezed between Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai, and pointed at the newspaper, saying, "So sister has a boyfriend! Diaokai, you must have known all along, but you kept it a secret. Sister should have introduced us to such a famous boyfriend earlier! I really like Zheng Yihang; his acting is amazing, and he's a really good guy."

Nangong Ji remained expressionless. Jiang Diaokai took the newspaper and looked at it, his brows furrowing slightly. He immediately took out his phone and dialed Jiang Xinyue's number. It took a while for Jiang Xinyue's voice to come through.

"Sister," Jiang Diaokai called out casually, "Congratulations."

Jiang Xinyue quickly walked out of the office and went to a quiet corner of the corridor. Her heart skipped a beat because Jiang Diaokai had never called her sister before.

"What's wrong? What congratulations..." She guessed, but pretended not to understand.

Jiang Diaokai chuckled through his nose: "It's kind of funny that I was the last to know my sister had such a boyfriend. But I'm still very happy for you that your future brother-in-law is so respectable. When are you bringing him home so I can meet him?"

Hearing Jiang Diaokai's nonchalant tone, Jiang Xinyue felt a little uneasy: "The newspapers are all making things up. I've already said, we're just friends."

"Really? Then I'm so disappointed. I've always been hoping for a celebrity brother-in-law."

"Akai, don't be like that... I'll explain when we get back. I'm going to work now."

Jiang Diaokai hung up, and several people gathered around: "So, so? What did your sister say?"

Jiang Diaokai said: "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed too. I know my own sister. She doesn't have that kind of ability. Besides, she has to get my approval before she can date anyone. She won't just randomly bring me a brother-in-law without a word."

"Oh, oh, oh, you're so smug."

"Your identity is questionable. You're just a younger brother, not... oh, what?"

The private room erupted in a lively discussion.

Jiang Xinyue hung up on Jiang Diaokai's call and dialed Zheng Yihang's number. Chen Yingjun answered, his first words being, "Oh, Miss Jiang, what brings you to call?"

Hearing Chen Yingjun's voice, Jiang Xinyue felt a surge of anger. She knew Zheng Yihang was still filming; otherwise, he wouldn't have given the phone to Chen Yingjun.

"Let Zheng Yihang answer the phone," she said, not wanting to waste words.

"You know he's filming, how can he answer your call! If he weren't filming, would he let me answer your call? I don't think he'd have the honor. Miss Jiang, you've never called him first, have you?"

"Miss Chen, just call Zheng Yihang directly. I have something urgent to discuss with him."

"Call me Chen Yingjun. What's so urgent that you're so angry, Reporter Jiang?"

"Didn't you see it online? Why are you asking me what's wrong?" Jiang Xinyue's tone was truly aggressive.

Chen Yingjun opened his laptop and was immediately overwhelmed by a deluge of insults. Pictures of Jiang Xinyue being attacked had already been uploaded online. Chen Yingjun hurriedly went to find Zheng Yihang. Upon hearing it was Jiang Xinyue on the phone, Zheng Yihang immediately abandoned the female lead and rushed over, ignoring the director's shouts from behind.

"She must have seen my Weibo post, right?" he said, snatching the phone, his tone a mix of excitement and unease. Chen Yingjun silently handed him his laptop. Seeing Jiang Xinyue's disheveled appearance on the screen, his previously jubilant expression instantly changed.

"Xinyue..."

"Zheng Yihang, what's wrong with you now? I don't care who you confess to, but why did you bring my name into it? Now look what's happened, I'm public enemy number one, are you satisfied now?" Jiang Xinyue and Zheng Yihang were usually quite direct and uninhibited in their conversations, and now, anger and frustration made her speak without restraint.

She poured out her grievances, then realized her tone and attitude had been a bit harsh. Zheng Yihang fell silent on the other end of the line. She knew he was still there because she could hear his breathing; he had never been so silent before. She regretted being so hasty.

"Zheng Yihang...?"

After a long while, a voice finally came from the other end, a voice completely unlike the lively Zheng Yihang who usually acted so energetically around her: "I'm sorry... I didn't expect them to be so... crazy. I'll handle it as soon as possible and won't bother you anymore."

*Beep...beep...* The phone went dead; he had actually hung up.

"Hello? Zheng Yihang...hello...?" Jiang Xinyue stared at the phone in her hand, somewhat bewildered. What was wrong with Zheng Yihang? He wasn't like him at all. ( Chapter

62,
June 3rd)

At the end of the workday, Jiang Xinyue had just walked out of the company when a car slowly pulled up in front of her. Nangong Ji didn't show up; it was Uncle K who rolled down the window and asked her to get in. Jiang Xinyue knew Nangong Ji was very thoughtful; he was afraid she might encounter some "unforeseen misfortune."

Actually, she was worried herself because Zheng Yihang's fans were truly crazy. She didn't hesitate and got into the car. The car sped forward silently, the interior eerily quiet. Neither of them spoke at first, but when she got in, he only gave her a slight smile.

Remembering his intimate gestures as he helped her undress and dress, she felt uneasy. Then Nangong Ji spoke, "I heard Zheng Yihang is holding a press conference tomorrow?"

"Yes," she nodded.

"He does have some self-awareness," Nangong Ji said, glancing at Jiang Xinyue.

Jiang Xinyue looked out the window, sighing softly, "He's not a bad person, and this wasn't intentional. We've known each other for years, and we're usually quite casual. He often makes silly jokes, but even he probably didn't expect it to turn out like this..."

Nangong Ji smiled again but didn't speak. After a while, he said, "Why are you sitting so far away? Come closer."

Jiang Xinyue turned her head, her face slightly pale. He looked at her. "What's wrong? I'm not a tiger. Will I eat you if you sit next to me?" he said, patting the seat next to him.

Jiang Xinyue eventually moved closer to him, but not quite meeting his expectations. He didn't insist, reaching out to take her hand, holding it tightly in his palm. His hand was large, warm, and if you didn't see his face, you would definitely think it was a man's hand, not a boy's.

As they neared home, her hand was sweaty from his grip. She had wanted him to let go for a while, but couldn't bring herself to speak.

"Just drop me off at the entrance of the complex," she finally managed to say.

Unexpectedly, he replied, "School has extra classes today, so A-Kai won't be here this early. I'll walk you downstairs and see you go inside before I feel at ease."

Jiang Xinyue felt awkward; she now felt like a woman cheating on her husband.

At Wancheng Middle School, after class—

"Akai, this is a cake I made." A girl of about fifteen or sixteen rushed up to Jiang Diaokai, handing him a beautifully crafted box. The girl was wearing the Wancheng Middle School uniform, tall and with a striking face.

Gao Zhao whistled, a common tactic he used when seeing pretty girls. He turned to Nangong Ji and whispered, "Looks like someone else is going to suffer. What a pity." Nangong Ji simply smiled. Bao Xiaoyue moved the trash can in front of her towards Jiang Diaokai.

To everyone's surprise, after Jiang Diaokai took the cake, instead of tracing a perfect parabola as usual, he opened the packaging and took out an exquisite card with a large heart drawn in colored pen and the words "I love you, Jiang Diaokai" written on it. Seeing Jiang Diaokai open the card, the girl covered her mouth in disbelief and excitedly cried out, her face flushed as she tried to run away. But Jiang Diaokai called her back, "Wait."

The girl stopped, her eyes full of anticipation.

Jiang Diaokai asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Rongrong."

"Rongrong? Okay, Rongrong, get in the car." Jiang Diaokai got into the car first.

Gao Zhao and Bao Dalong's jaws nearly dropped, and Bao Xiaoyue's mouth was agape. It was only after Nangong Ji smiled and reminded them to get in that everyone quickly boarded the car.

The whole way, they were noisy and chattering. Rongrong nestled in Jiang Diaokai's arms, and Jiang Diaokai affectionately wrapped his arms around her

. The girl looked blissful, her hand resting on his long legs, slowly moving closer and closer to his groin. "You're back?" Jiang Xinyue came out of the bedroom. When she saw the girl who appeared behind Jiang Diaokai, she was stunned. The girl was wearing the same school uniform as Jiang Diaokai, looking like a couple. She was tall and voluptuous, and she and the equally tall Jiang Diaokai looked very well-matched, like a perfect couple.

Jiang Diaokai casually introduced her: "This is Rongrong, and this is my sister."

"You have a sister? My sister is so pretty!" Rongrong exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Really? Not as pretty as you." Jiang Diaokai strode past Jiang Xinyue towards his bedroom. Rongrong stuck out her tongue at Jiang Xinyue and followed him inside.

Jiang Xinyue cooked an extra portion for dinner. The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit awkward. Jiang Xinyue really didn't know how to "socialize" with the new member. Not knowing what to say, she simply kept quiet and focused on her food. She only heard Rongrong asking questions in a sweet voice.

"Akai, do you want some milk? I'll pour it for you," Rongrong asked.

"Hmm," Jiang Diaokai hummed in response. Rongrong picked up the box to pour him some, but Jiang Diaokai turned his head and said, "I want some natural milk." He then reached out and pulled open Rongrong's collar. Rongrong hesitated, "Sister's here, let's go to the room."

"Don't mind her."

Despite being only sixteen, Rongrong's chest was quite ample. Jiang Diaokai pinched one of her breasts and sucked on it, causing Rongrong to moan softly.

Jiang Xinyue was extremely embarrassed. She stood up: "Jiang Diaokai, come here for a moment..."

Jiang Diaokai ignored her, reaching his hand inside Rongrong's skirt. Rongrong shrank back, her body trembling with excitement. Jiang Diaokai pulled out two wet fingers, stretching them into long strands in front of Jiang Xinyue's eyes. Jiang Xinyue's cheeks flushed red, and she turned and left the restaurant.

Chapter 063 Don't Touch Me

That night, Rongrong didn't leave but stayed in Jiang Diaokai's bedroom. Apart from Jiang Wei, Jiang Diaokai rarely brought girls home, and this was the first time he'd stayed overnight. If it were before, Jiang Xinyue would have disciplined him as an older sister, or even as a mother in her heart, but now her position was very awkward.

In her heart, she opposed boys of Jiang Diaokai's age having girlfriends or even tasting forbidden fruit, but she had been forced to have an abnormal relationship with Jiang Diaokai long ago. Moreover, Jiang Diaokai was extremely unrestrained in his lust. If she tried to discipline him now, he wouldn't treat her as an elder, and he had never acknowledged her as an elder, otherwise he wouldn't have done such an unethical thing.

He would only accuse her of hypocrisy, even suggesting she was jealous. Was she jealous? She didn't know, because when she stood before Jiang Diaokai, she was unsure of her own place. But regardless of her status, seeing Jiang Diaokai's "despicable" behavior, she couldn't feel happy. She didn't sleep well

that night and got up very early. As soon as she stepped out of her bedroom, she heard lewd sounds emanating from Jiang Diaokai's room. The young girl's wanton moans were sharp and loud, impossible to ignore. She frowned and quickly hid in the kitchen.

In Jiang Diaokai's bedroom, Rongrong was kneeling naked on the floor, her body bound with ropes that dug tightly into her snow-white flesh. Her breasts were erect, two or three times larger than usual. Vibrators were inserted into her vagina and anus, their vibrations set to maximum! The ground creaked inside her, Rongrong's body writhed incessantly, the excessive stimulation causing her to moan continuously, fluids constantly flowing from her private parts...

while the perpetrator nonchalantly played his game, as if the fiery beauty behind him had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Xinyue ate breakfast meticulously and listlessly, cleared the table, and returned to the living room to turn on the TV. A certain entertainment program would be broadcasting Zheng Yihang's press conference live at eight o'clock today, and the sounds from Jiang Diao's bedroom that made her blush and her heart race, which she desperately wanted to avoid, were still continuing. She turned up the TV volume.

When Zheng Yihang appeared, Jiang Xinyue gently covered her mouth. In her memory, Zheng Yihang had always been radiant, a bit arrogant and cool in front of his fans, but the Zheng Yihang in front of her was like a talkative, unrestrained, and incredibly silly child.

But the Zheng Yihang on the screen looked noticeably haggard; he hadn't shaved, his eyes were bloodshot, and he appeared tired and dejected.

The media began asking questions, and he answered with a serious expression, his voice slow and clear.

"Mr. Zheng, was your Weibo post on [date] with the content '5201314' a declaration of love for Ms. Jiang Xinyue?"

"No," he answered firmly.

"Then may I ask what the meaning of this Weibo post is?"

"5201314 was something I said to myself, because a person must love themselves first, especially an entertainer."

There were slight murmurs below; many didn't believe him, even Jiang Xinyue herself, because Zheng Yihang's explanation was too clumsy. But it was irrelevant now, because whether he said it to himself or someone else, it had nothing to do with Jiang Xinyue. The sole purpose of this press conference was to remove Jiang Xinyue from the picture.

"Are Mr. Zheng and Ms. Jiang Xinyue in a romantic relationship?"

"No," he answered firmly again.

"So what's your relationship? You seem quite familiar..."

"We're friends, very good friends."

"Is there really no possibility between you and Ms. Jiang?"

Zheng Yihang smiled bitterly: "You know how busy I am. If I have even a little time, I'll only use it to catch up on sleep. I simply don't have time for dating. Someone who doesn't even have time for dating, how can they be with anyone? Besides, if I like someone, that person will get hurt. How could I dare to easily like someone? This is the price of being a public figure. If I really have someone I like, I wouldn't dare to say it... because that would only bring her trouble."

"So, what do you have to say about your fans attacking Ms. Jiang?"

Zheng Yihang cleared his throat. "I want to apologize first." Then, facing the screen solemnly, he said, "I'm sorry. It's all my fault that you've suffered unwarranted attacks. I'm truly sorry. I want to say to my fans, thank you for liking and supporting me. Ms. Jiang Xinyue is a very, very good friend of mine. If you truly like me, please don't hurt her anymore, whether through actions or words. If you are truly my fans, you will understand what I'm saying. You will also like the people I like, and my friends are your friends. You are my true supporters. Thank you."

Zheng Yihang's sincere tone warmed Jiang Xinyue's heart. She knew that this experience wasn't necessarily a bad thing for Zheng Yihang; he would grow again. The press conference ended, and she was still sitting on the sofa in a daze.

"So the girl who was rumored to be dating Zheng Yihang is your sister? I actually believed it. I thought a fairy tale had really come to life. It turns out it was all fake." Rongrong's voice pulled her back to reality. She turned her head and saw that Jiang Diaokai and Rongrong were already standing in the living room. Rongrong was dressed neatly, completely different from the owner of the lewd voice just now.

Jiang Xinyue forced a smile, stood up, and went back to her bedroom.

"Akai, I'm hungry, let's go out for breakfast." Rongrong grabbed Jiang Diaokai's hand, but Jiang Diaokai shook her off: "Go by yourself." He then walked past her towards Jiang Xinyue's room.

Jiang Xinyue sat in front of the computer researching. Jiang Diaokai walked over, his image reflected on the screen. Jiang Xinyue knew he was standing behind her, but she didn't say anything. After last night, she didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"I'm hungry, I want your fried eggs and hot milk." Although it was a series of requests, it was clearly an attempt to appease her.

She ignored him and continued clicking the mouse.

"I'm hungry." Seeing that she ignored him, he turned and blocked the screen.

She glared at him angrily: "Go find Rongrong if you're hungry! Isn't she good at everything? And she has natural..." She didn't know why she said such a spiteful thing.

"You're jealous..." He seemed quite pleased.

"Why would I be jealous?" She became even angrier.

“It’s clearly jealousy…” He reached out to pinch her cheek, but she jumped up and cried out, “Don’t touch me!”

Both of them were startled by her overreaction. He looked at her, his face darkening: “Why are you getting angry at me? Although she stayed overnight in my room, I didn’t do anything with her…”

“Didn’t do anything? Didn’t you do anything during dinner either? What else do you need to do to be considered something? Please don’t touch me with your hands, I find it dirty…”

“What did you say?” He grabbed her, his grip strong, but she pushed him away forcefully: “Go find another woman, don’t touch me again, I’m so dirty.”

His face turned completely cold, and he pointed at her with his finger: “You said it, don’t regret it.” After saying that, he turned and left.

Chapter 064 A Delicious Treat Delivered to His Door

Jiang Xinyue was also sulking. She had given in to him too many times, so this time she would let him do as he pleased. Why should she always be the one to bow down and compromise with him?

She was already feeling awkward and sad because of Zheng Yihang’s matter, and now he had to cause such trouble!

Despite her worries, Jiang Diaokai hadn't returned home or been heard from in over a week. She wasn't unconcerned, but she was forcing herself to be patient, while her innate maternal instincts were already overwhelming her.

Jiang Diaokai's actions this time were truly excessive, far beyond her tolerance. She told herself not to indulge him anymore, that even if she forgave him this time, it would happen again and again.

Just as she was stubbornly holding on, she received a call from her mother.

After chatting with her mother for a while, her mother asked her to hand the phone to A-Kai, saying she needed to speak with her precious son. Jiang Xinyue was completely stunned. Where was she supposed to find Jiang Diaokai so late at night?

She could only stammer, "Mom, never mind, A-Kai's in the bathroom..."

But Jiang's mother, anxious for her son, said, "Tell A-Kai I'll call back later."

"Mom..." Jiang Xinyue hesitated, then made up another story, "A-Kai isn't home, he stayed at a classmate's house tonight..."

"What?" Jiang's mother exclaimed, "Why are you lying to me? Did you two have a fight?"

"No, we're fine, he just stays at a classmate's house occasionally," she explained.

"Don't lie! Do you think I don't know what kind of people you two are? How much older are you than him? Don't you know how to give in to him? Besides, he's your... sigh, you two really give me a lot of trouble! Get A-Kai back right now, how can he sleep well at a classmate's house? I'll call you again tomorrow, if A-Kai doesn't come back, I'll go there directly."

With a "click," her mother hung up. Jiang Xinyue was caught in a dilemma.

The next day after work, Jiang Xinyue went to Huayu. The receptionist enthusiastically told her the private room number, and then secretly gave her a once-over.

Walking down the dimly lit, ambiguous corridor, she bumped into someone as she turned a corner. The person grabbed her shoulder, and upon closer inspection, it was Nangong Ji. Encountering a man she'd once been intimate with under these circumstances created an indescribable awkwardness. Since he'd taken her home that time, she'd been on edge, thankfully he hadn't contacted her.

"Why is it you?" His face was half-lit, half-shadowed in the light. "This isn't a place for you. You…you didn't come here to see me, did you?" Clever as he was, he knew

who she was looking for, yet he still asked knowingly, unwilling to give up.

"Is A-Kai with you?" she asked helplessly.

He hummed in agreement, his hand still affectionately holding her shoulder, leaning slightly forward. "Did you two have a fight?"

She wouldn't admit it, only saying, "No, I need to see him."

Her aloofness was subconscious, making him uncomfortable. After looking at her for a moment, he stood up. "Let's go, I'll take you to him." She followed him into the adjacent private room.

Her arrival caused everyone to cheer excitedly, except for Jiang Diaokai, who remained seated, coldly watching her, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Standing in the private room, she felt somewhat out of place, and her voice lacked confidence: "I have something to do, could I—" She pointed to the door, "go out for a bit."

Their tone and context were a little strange, and everyone excitedly pricked up their ears.

Jiang Diaokai looked around: "We're all family here, just say what you need to say."

"Mom called last night, she thought…we had a fight. She said she'd call again tonight, and if you're not home, she'll take a car over immediately," she told the truth.

"Didn't we have a fight?" Jiang Diaokai retorted.

"Fight? Why...?"

"Oh, you did fight...hehehe..."

Gao Zhao and the others, not wanting the situation to be chaotic enough, chimed in with encouragement.

In front of so many people, Jiang Xinyue felt a little embarrassed: "Let's go back together later, even if it's just to appease Mom."

"Appease?" Jiang Diaokai's face seemed even colder. "You want me to appease Mom with you? Is that something you should say?"

"Sorry, I used the wrong words," Jiang Diaokai nitpicked, and Jiang Xinyue apologized, swallowing her anger. "I didn't want Mom to worry. If you don't go back today, Mom really will come tomorrow."

Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow: "Why should I go back? Didn't you tell me to go find other women..."

Several pairs of eyes widened, all looking at Jiang Xinyue.

Jiang Xinyue's face flushed crimson. She hadn't expected Jiang Diaokai to say something like that. Unless someone was an idiot, they would immediately understand their relationship from the implication. She was so embarrassed she didn't know what to do, unable to speak, and just wanted to disappear into a hole.

Jiang Diaokai said calmly, "Could you two please leave for a moment? My sister and I have something to discuss." Nangong Ji glanced at Jiang Xinyue, then stood up and left first.

"How could you talk like that? What...what will they think if they hear that?" Jiang Xinyue said angrily only after everyone had left.

"Think what you want to think," Jiang Diaokai said casually. "Are you criticizing me?"

Jiang Xinyue sighed in annoyance. "Do you think our relationship is something to be proud of?"

"Yes, so what if I'm proud? I want to announce it to the world. We've been hiding it from everyone, but do you expect us to hide it from my friends too? I don't want that. I want to be with you openly and honestly in front of them."

"Have you ever thought about my feelings? In their eyes, I'm your sister!"

"That's just your opinion. They have a very weak concept of blood ties. Bao Xiaoyang is Bao Dalong's sister, but Bao Dalong deflowered her. They're like that themselves, so why would they look at you with strange eyes? If you came here specifically to criticize me, you can leave now. If you really want me to go home, come over here. Don't stand so far away."

Jiang Xinyue was truly helpless against him. She walked towards him helplessly, and Jiang Diaokai pulled her onto his lap. Jiang Xinyue felt his hot, hard desire pressing against her between her legs.

He cupped her face in his hands and whispered, "If you want me to go home, beg me."

Jiang Xinyue knew Jiang Diaokai's capricious nature; she had yielded first, so she was now at his mercy.

"I don't know how to beg..." she struggled to say.

Jiang Diaokai chuckled, his lips close to her ear: "Do you want me to go find other women?"

"I was just saying that out of anger," she could only say.

"Do you still want me?" he asked stubbornly.

"No..."

Jiang Diaokai was satisfied, and then pressed his advantage, asking, "Have you missed me these past few days?"

"Mmm," Jiang Xinyue mumbled a vague "Mmm.

" "Where did you miss me, here, here, or here?" He pointed to her head and chest, finally reaching between her legs, caressing her genitals through her clothes.

The itching was unbearable, and Jiang Xinyue squirmed: "Let's go home and talk about it..."

"No, can't you see I can't wait any longer?" Jiang Diaokai grabbed her hand and slipped it inside his school uniform trousers, his burning desire wildly touching her delicate fingers.

"Don't do this..." her face flushed red, her fingers tightening.

He didn't care, grabbing her wrist and letting her feel the shape of his large penis between her fingers.

"Is my penis big?" he asked deliberately.

She couldn't answer at all, so he coaxed her: "Answer me and I'll go home with you. Is it big, huh? Tell me quickly."

"Big..." she said with difficulty.

"Really?" he asked with interest.

"Yes... ah... what are you doing..." Her body was already lifted into the air by him.

Chapter 065 Watching Him Eat It (h)

"Let's take a look at your little sister together." Jiang Diaokai said evilly.

Jiang Xinyue struggled: "Stop it, Akai, your friends are waiting outside."

"They won't, the neighbors are our territory too. When I asked them to go out, they already knew what I was going to do. Didn't you want me to go home with you? Then be good, it's not the first time..." As he spoke, he put Jiang Xinyue on a wine glass-shaped swivel chair and pushed her in front of the mirror.

Jiang Xinyue was wearing a light purple suit, with her hair in a ponytail, pure yet capable. She wasn't wearing stockings, making her legs appear shapely and slender. The chair was rocking high, causing her legs to dangle in the air, her fair calves looking incredibly alluring.

Jiang Diaokai stood behind her, staring at her in the mirror. Their eyes met, and a hint of nervousness flickered in her eyes, yet her crescent-shaped eyes always seemed to carry a smile—the very soul of her face, eyes that would attract many men.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed by his gaze, Jiang Xinyue lowered her eyes. Jiang Diaokai turned around, half-squatting in front of her, pulling her skirt up to her waist and gently removing her panties.

Jiang Xinyue felt a cool sensation in her lower body, and somewhat embarrassed, she pressed her legs together, turning her face away, unable to look at herself in the mirror.

Jiang Diaokai whispered seductively in her ear, "Turn your face away, be good. If you behave now, I'll behave for a while too." He used his fingers to turn her face towards the mirror.

Jiang Xinyue had never really looked at her other part. In the mirror, she only saw a thick patch of dark hair extending down from her snow-white abdomen, disappearing between her tightly closed legs. The contrast between the extreme white and the extreme black was incredibly alluring. For some reason, looking at herself like this made her cheeks burn.

Jiang Diaokai pulled one of her legs apart, and the hidden dark triangle was suddenly opened. She saw her genitals, the two small, shy, tightly closed pink petals hidden by the pubic hair. Although there were only two petals, they were more decadent and beautiful than any flower.

"How many days has it been since I touched you?" Jiang Diaokai asked her, his fingers gently tracing the base of her thighs.

She suppressed the rush of what felt like a mixture of itchiness and excitement, and said evasively, "I...I don't know."

Jiang Diaokai couldn't help but laugh at her suppressed expression. "You don't know, but it does." He mischievously flicked the small petals with his fingertip, and Jiang Xinyue's body twitched.

Jiang Diao leaned down and whispered, "Look how sensitive it is. How can something so beautiful and small accommodate me? It's a miracle, isn't it?"

Jiang Xinyue was embarrassed by his question. She saw that he had already taken off his trousers and was only wearing a t-shirt. The school uniform t-shirt was a bit long, so he pulled it up slightly, letting her see the thick penis hanging between his legs. Her cheeks suddenly turned red.

"Scared by it? You can see how big it is, right? How did it go in? It's strange, isn't it?"

"No..." Jiang Xinyue shook her head.

"Still being stubborn? Then let's see how many days it's been since your little sister was penetrated by my little brother." His fingers forcibly parted her petals, the scene was so erotic. He deliberately let her see the tender flesh hidden inside the petals, gently touching it with his index finger. "It's only been two weeks, and the little hole has hidden again. Anyone who didn't know would really think you're a virgin." His fingers touched something soft, his fingertips gently sinking in, immediately feeling her contraction and the pressure from his fingertips.

He bent his fingers tightly, gently prying open the tight, pink little hole. "Right here, your little cunt. Look how shy it is, as pure and delicate as your face, but deep down it's incredibly horny. See how it devours my finger."

"Mmm..." Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but moan, the sensation too intense. She watched his thick, long middle finger pry open the small opening, slowly disappearing into her body. Sensation and vision were synchronized; her body was twice as sensitive as usual. The pleasure of being inserted, filled, and rubbed made her lower body contract strongly. She tightly gripped his finger, enveloping it in her wetness.

He pulled her drooping legs apart again, letting her see the scene of his finger and her private parts intertwined. As soon as her eyes met the mirror, her lower body contracted even more rapidly. He suddenly pulled his finger out, and she saw clear liquid flowing from between her petals, down to her buttocks, while his finger was also covered in slippery love fluid.

Seeing this, her lower body began to twitch uncontrollably. It was clearly visible in the mirror that her lower body was throbbing. She closed her eyes in fear, unable to look at herself in the mirror any longer.

“What’s wrong? Are you shy? It’s nothing, it just means you crave me too. You react so strongly even when my finger goes in…” he said meaningfully, lifting her down and unbuttoning the top two buttons of her blouse, pulling it up to her waist, revealing only her slender shoulders and full breasts.

The carpet was soft. He made her kneel on the floor, facing the coffee table, placing her hands on the tabletop. Her body tilted, her two snow-white breasts hanging down naturally, the purple fabric pushed up against her waist and abdomen, revealing her pert buttocks and thighs.

He rested his head on her knees and sucked on her nipples. He was lying on his back, and from Jiang Xinyue’s angle, she could see his large, erect penis between his strong legs.

She was startled and looked away, but couldn’t resist the passion between his lips and teeth, feeling her nipples being sucked until they were round, big, hard, and wet.

“Mmm… mmm…” she moaned uncomfortably, because she had to endure his playful nibbling from time to time.

The sensations of the body were interconnected, and a stimulating feeling coursed through their bodies. Jiang Diaokai occasionally probed her genitals with his fingers, and she could feel the shameful flow of fluid there.

Jiang Diaokai pulled her apart; she braced herself on the coffee table, her body prone, her legs spread wide, making it easy to see her constantly wet genitals from behind. He stroked his large penis with satisfaction and slowly pushed the head inside.

Although slippery, it was incredibly tight. His entry was slow and difficult, but the immense friction made both of them tremble with excitement.

"Mmm...mmm..." She kept contracting, twisting her little buttocks, moaning incessantly at his intrusion.

He went in more than halfway, then slowly withdrew and slowly entered again, gradually becoming smoother. The tight little hole was stretched open by his large penis and became increasingly lubricated. She moaned comfortably like a cat, tightly enveloping his desire, giving him a feeling of being on a cloud.

Chapter 066 Passionate Scenes on Display (H)

His arms wrapped around her slender waist, his large hands cupping her breasts and kneading them incessantly. Their lower bodies pressed tightly together. After a brief period of probing, he began to slowly increase his speed, inserting his entire penis completely and starting to thrust wildly into her.

Although the two had been getting used to each other for some time, she still couldn't quite handle his full penetration.

At first, she moaned comfortably like a cat, but when he penetrated her completely, piercing straight into her uterus, and his movements became too vigorous, she cried out.

Her body swayed from his impact, and even her cries became ambiguous and lewd.

"Ah~~ You're hurting me, A-Kai, don't do this... You're too fast, take it out for a moment... Ah~~ Ah~~"

Jiang Diaokai obeyed and slowed down, grinding as he slowly inserted his entire dragon, then slowly withdrew, then slowly went in again... He also had time to pinch and play with her erect nipples.

Jiang Xinyue's body gradually calmed down, sliding gently with his rhythm.

"Mmm...mmm..." she moaned softly.

"Is it comfortable?" he asked her.

"Mmm..." She wouldn't answer, but her soft moans told him. He smiled wickedly, then suddenly went berserk, even more intense than before.

"Ah...ah...you're a bad guy...ah...you're really hurting me..."

As his speed increased, the pleasure intensified. Although she still cried out in pain, he knew the pleasure was far more intense than the pain.

In the next private room, only Bao Xiaoyue and Nangong Ji remained. Bao Xiaoyue muttered about where the other two had gone and got up to look for them. As soon as she stepped out of the room, she saw Bao Dalong and Gao Zhao with their ears pressed against the door of the next private room.

Bao Xiaoyue stepped forward and patted them on the shoulder: "Hey, what are you two doing sneakily?"

They both turned and shushed her, pulling Bao Xiaoyue closer to let her listen, their faces gleaming with excitement. They said, "Keep it down, we're getting a good show."

Bao Xiaoyue already knew what was going on, but she still pressed her ear against the door. The lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled her ears; the realism was unlike anything she 'd heard on a DVD—it was real.

The girl inside was constantly moaning, her cries seductive, a mixture of crying and moaning that made one's heart flutter.

"Ahhh, Kai, it hurts so much, please stop!"

"Ahhh, ahhh, Kai, slow down!"

Gao Zhao and Bao Dalong were still whispering to each other. One said, "Sister's moans are so seductive, they make my bones melt, and my lower body feels like it's stuck with a hard stick."

The other said, "I told you, someone like her must be seductive to the core. Once Kai has his turn, it'll be our turn. You, me, Nangong, Kai, the four of us together, that seductive charm will definitely make us ecstatic to death..."

"That's a dream, I think the boss really cares about sister..." Bao Dalong said with a regretful tone.

Bao Xiaoyue kicked them twice in anger: "Disgusting, shameless!" She turned around and went back to the private room.

Nangong Ji was still sipping his wine, his eyes unreadable. Bao Xiaoyue sat down beside him angrily: "So that's what they were doing! They were eavesdropping! I only guessed before, but it turns out A-Kai and my sister really were. I never imagined that someone as proper as my sister could moan so... lewdly. The sound of that voice almost killed A-Kai..."

Nangong Ji didn't speak, but leaned over to take out a cigarette, lit it, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. He rarely smoked, which Bao Xiaoyue found a little strange.

"What's wrong? They're all listening, why don't you listen too? Humph, men are all like that, they get so excited just from hearing a woman moan a couple of times..."

Nangong Ji flicked off the ash and said lightly, "Is listening to that interesting? If it were me..."

"What if it were you?" Bao Xiaoyue asked curiously.

“It’s better to hear her moan under me than to hear her cry out under another man…”

Bao Xiaoyue glanced at Nangong Ji, his gaze making her subconsciously rub the goosebumps that suddenly appeared on her arm, and murmured, “That makes a lot of sense…”

Every time Jiang Diaokai pulled out, a lot of honey-like fluid dripped onto the carpet beneath her. She was a woman made of water, especially her lower body, which was exceptionally sensitive, and this was what made men unable to resist. This time, Jiang Diaokai lasted a long time. Half an hour had passed, and his lower body was still as hard as iron, constantly thrusting into her narrow passage.

Jiang Xinyue was exhausted by his intensity. To prevent her from slipping, he held her arm with one hand, making her little buttocks even more perky, allowing him to penetrate even more thoroughly.

“I’m so tired, I can’t take it anymore~ um~~”

“No, I know you’re enjoying it… I can feel how you swallow me whole, and then hold on tightly… uh~~ biting me again, you’re such a tormenting little vixen~~” He deliberately thrust roughly and forcefully twice.

She couldn't help but moan, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Just then, the phone rang. He didn't want to answer, but the ringing was so annoying that Jiang Diaokai had to step back to answer it. Jiang Xinyue lay limply on the carpet, her lower body covered in fluids. Her once tightly closed labia were now open, the stretched opening visibly closing and closing. She kept telling him to stop, to leave, but when he actually left, her body felt empty and hungry… She bit her lip in shame, unwilling to admit her own indulgence.

As Jiang Diaokai answered the phone, his penis remained erect, its tip glistening with her fluids.

"Mom…" his voice was slightly coquettish.

"Akai, where are you now? Why can't I get through to the home phone?"

"I'm outside, Mom…"

"Still out so late? Where's your sister? Tell me, did you two have a fight?"

Jiang Xinyue looked up at Jiang Diaokai. Jiang Diaokai knew she was looking at him and deliberately said loudly, "Yes."

Jiang Xinyue's expression changed.

Jiang's mother's voice also rose a little: "I knew it! You're so stubborn. If you were sweeter, it would be fine. Don't be fooled by your sister's seemingly easygoing nature; she's just as stubborn as you. I'm really worried about you two. Yesterday I called your sister to ask her to pick you up, but she didn't come to get you?"

Jiang Xinyue looked at Jiang Diaokai nervously. Jiang Diaokai said casually, "No, who knows where she's gone so late..."

"This child, he's really a worry for me. Hmm, why does your voice sound like that... Are you doing something bad outside?" Jiang's mother asked warily.

Seeing Jiang Xinyue's pale face, Jiang Diaokai found it amusing. He carried her back to the swivel chair, spread her legs to show her the messy opening he had penetrated, where it was still hungrily closed and drooling. He slowly inserted his thick, long fingers into it. Jiang Xinyue's face turned red, but she straightened her chest and her lower abdomen swelled slightly. He poked and prodded his fingers back and forth, and soft popping sounds filled the air.

Jiang Diaokai answered his mother's question half-jokingly, "Mom, I'm so old, why are you still bothering me with these things? Finding a girl isn't too much to ask..."

"You really are..." Jiang's mother was getting anxious, "I'll go over tomorrow... You go home right now, I'm calling your sister's cell phone..."

"Mom, Mom," Jiang Diaokai called out shamelessly, saying nonchalantly, "You actually believed me? I'm just kidding, my sister's right here with me, we're just out for a stroll after dinner..." As he spoke, he lifted Jiang Xinyue's chin, moved his thick penis to her lips, and slowly thrust it in, making her cheeks bulge.

"You naughty boy, now you're lying to your mother too, making your sister answer the phone!"

"Mom, I want to talk to you a little more." Jiang Diaokai said, not stopping his actions, inserting his entire penis inside. Jiang Xinyue was very uncomfortable, but she had to endure it without making a sound; she actually hated oral sex.

Jiang Diaokai and his mother chatted for a long time, exchanging a few words here and there. He ejaculated, his semen spraying onto Jiang Xinyue's chest, lips, and mouth. Jiang Xinyue's clothes were still hanging at her waist, exposing her buttocks and two snow-white, perky breasts. Her lower body was constantly dripping with fluid, and her upper body was covered in the man's semen. She looked as lewd and disheveled as could be.

Jiang Diaokai moved the phone to her mouth, her mouth still filled with his semen, which was dripping from the corner of her mouth. He made her talk to his mother.

"Mom..."

"What's wrong? Your voice sounds like you have a cold..."

"Yes, it is..." She swallowed the semen in her mouth with difficulty. Jiang Diaokai then leaned down to her chest and began to suck on her nipples. Jiang Xinyue gave a few perfunctory replies and quickly hung up the phone. Jiang Diaokai turned over and pressed her down on the carpet again.

"I hope we won't be disturbed this time," he said, domineeringly sealing her lips with his.

Chapter 67 Evidence of Lovemaking

Jiang Xinyue had grown accustomed to her relationship with Jiang Diaokai, a relationship that teetered on the edge of fire and water. Their cold wars and intimacy were taken to extremes; the more volatile their cold wars, the more passionate their intimacy. In the days following their reconciliation, Jiang Diaokai was like a stubborn piece of chewing gum, especially at night. The lustful young man wouldn't stop until he had exhausted her completely.

Every night, her body was relentlessly played with by her son, putting her under immense pressure and testing both physically and mentally. But just like her relationship with Jiang Diaokai, she had grown accustomed to living in a state of constant contradiction.

Since the "Weibo" incident, Jiang Xinyue and Zheng Yihang had completely lost contact. Before, no matter how busy Zheng Yihang was, he would still occasionally send her a text message or tag her on Weibo. If things went on for a while, he would call and demand that she visit him on set. Sometimes she would go, sometimes she wouldn't, and when she saw him again, he would half-jokingly complain.

Although she didn't contact Zheng Yihang much, she cherished him as a friend and believed their friendship would last forever. Who knew their friendship would suddenly come to a standstill? Even though she often missed his calls or texts because she was busy with work, he still stubbornly maintained a distant connection with her.

She thought that no matter what, he would always be there, and that she would see his big, beaming smile whenever she turned around. She never expected things to turn out this way; he completely disappeared from her life. She knew that news about him came entirely from the media. She felt the distance between them had quietly widened, and was growing ever further.

Even Jiang Xinyue, a media professional, hadn't anticipated the power of a time-travel drama. The Qing Dynasty time-travel drama starring Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong became a massive hit after its premiere on four major satellite TV channels, with some media commentators claiming it was a phenomenon unseen in over a decade.

Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong became incredibly famous. Their images were everywhere, from billboards to magazine covers. Every entertainment program on TV revolved around gossip about them.

Jiang Xinyue only needed to turn on the TV to find out about Zheng Yihang's schedule. Dramatically, a nationwide CP (couple pairing) craze emerged. A dedicated Baidu Tieba forum, "Yiyu (Yiyu) Bar," was created, boasting millions of fans who meticulously analyzed their body language at events together. Every gesture and word they uttered was interpreted as "pink" by these die-hard CP fans, convinced their on-screen romance had blossomed into real life and they were deeply in love.

It seemed the entire nation was gossiping about their latest interactions and developments. Even the slightest interaction between them on Weibo would send fans into a frenzy, with comments easily exceeding ten thousand.

Major award ceremonies and entertainment events followed suit, always including Zhong Yutong in their invitations to Zheng Yihang, making the two a guarantee of high viewership.

Jiang Xinyue turned on the TV, and it was another program featuring Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong. The two displayed perfect chemistry on the entertainment program, and their occasional eye contact would elicit cheers from the audience. The host cleverly asked Zheng Yihang about their current relationship, to which Zheng Yihang dodged the question, saying they were just good friends. Zhong Yutong smiled knowingly beside him. When the host pressed further, asking if they would develop into lovers, Zheng Yihang glanced at Zhong Yutong, signaling her to answer.

Zhong Yutong generously stated that she didn't have time for dating at the moment, and that they were just good friends. The host exclaimed that it wasn't that they didn't want to date, but rather that they didn't have time, eliciting laughter from the audience. The more they denied it, the more intrigued the fans became. Their ambiguous relationship, a mix of truth and falsehood, kept the public on the edge of their seats.

Only Jiang Xinyue knew how bad their relationship had become. During the game segment, when Zheng Yihang held Zhong Yutong's hand, only Jiang Xinyue could feel the instant stiffness and unnaturalness in his fingers. Offstage or under the spotlight, they practically never spoke to each other, yet they acted so well in public. Although she knew it was a company publicity strategy and the artists were just following orders, someone like Zheng Yihang could easily say no. He wasn't like this before; Jiang Xinyue felt he had changed.

While waiting for her ride home after work, a car slowly pulled up. The window rolled down, and Nangong Ji glanced at her indifferently. He didn't say anything, but his eyes conveyed something. Jiang

Xinyue looked at him for a moment, then finally got into his car. The car drove towards her apartment complex.

"Have you made up with A-Kai?" he turned and asked.

She hesitated for a moment, then awkwardly hummed in agreement.

“It’s good that you’ve made up,” he nodded. “But a place like Huayu really isn’t suitable for you.”

Jiang Xinyue’s face flushed slightly. He looked at her for a while before taking a box out of his pocket and handing it to her. “Open it and see what’s inside?”

Jiang Xinyue hesitated before taking the box and opening it. At first, she didn't quite understand what it contained, but when she finally realized what it was, she was utterly embarrassed.

Inside the box was a piece of fabric stained with dark blood, a few curly hairs, and a small glass bottle filled with dark blood—all of it her… the sheets she had soiled after their lovemaking that night, her menstrual blood, and her pubic hair…

These pieces of evidence of their lovemaking, presented as specimens, exuded an overwhelming aura of lewdness.

“Remember?” he asked with a slight smile, as if what she held in her hands were merely some beautiful butterfly specimens.

“Why are you keeping these?” she asked dejectedly.

“They’re my keepsakes,” he said. “I want to make them into a necklace, so that I can wear them every day and remember them often. What do you think?” He reached out, his thumb gently stroking her cheek. She turned her face slightly away, avoiding his touch: “No, they’re all too ugly…”

“No, they’re beautiful.” He held the box up to his eyes, admiring it. She awkwardly turned her face to the window.

Chapter 068 The Adulterer

Comes to the Door (h) When they arrived at the entrance of the community, she asked the car to stop. He said he would take her to the entrance of her building, but when they got to the building, she got out of the car, and he followed her out.

"You..." She looked around nervously. He looked at her with a smile as gentle as the wind: "I'll go up and check. Don't worry, A-Kai won't find out. Also, don't say no." After saying that, he went up the stairs ahead of her.

She sighed conflictedly and started going upstairs.

Hesitantly, she opened the door and entered the bedroom. Her hand felt lighter. He took her bag and hung it in its usual place. When he turned around, she was extremely flustered. She didn't know where to put her hands, so she clasped them together and held them tightly. Before, she was most relaxed and natural when facing him, but now... As

he walked over, she subconsciously stepped back until her back was against the wardrobe. He finally wrapped his arms around her, his fingers stroking her cheeks, gently brushing the hair that had fallen across her face back. His breathing was steady, as gentle and refined as ever, yet a subtle but undeniable aura of dominance emanated from him.

“I missed you,” he said softly. “And you, have you thought of me?”

Jiang Xinyue tried to avoid looking at him. She was flustered, but she tried to calm herself down. “You… didn’t you say you were just coming up to see me? A-Kai could come back at any time…”

“Are you trying to get rid of me?” Nangong Ji laughed self-deprecatingly. “A-Kai… you really care about him so much… when you care about him, have you thought about me even a little bit? When you went to see A-Kai, you were alone with him in the private room for more than two hours. Did you think about me, who was right next door? When you and A-Kai were intimate every night, did you think about what I was doing? I really don’t ask for much, just a little bit of your time and love. I can leave, but at least make it up to me once, right? How many times did he take you in the private room that day? And you two must have done it countless times over the past few days. Compared to that, my request isn’t unreasonable, is it…”

“Could it be another time? Ah Kai… ah…”

He roughly pressed her against the wardrobe, letting her feel his hard desire. She looked at him in panic, shaking her head: “No…” He knew she couldn’t refuse her, and he knew how cruel it was to hold her in his hands, but for her, this was all he could do.

He reverted to his gentle nature, slowly pulling up her skirt, his fingers tracing her slender, white legs. She trembled slightly; his gentleness at this moment was like a dull knife cutting into her nerves. He pulled down her panties, his fingers sinking into the thick black thong, his middle finger slightly bent and slowly inserted. She whimpered; he felt her skin tighten beneath his fingers.

One hand unbuckled his belt, releasing himself. His middle finger was already wet, the sticky love juice lubricating and warm. He slowly squeezed his large penis inside. She frowned in pain, resisting him, pushing him away, yet also enveloping him, swallowing him. The beauty and intimacy were indescribable. He held her waist tightly, letting her feel his complete penetration. Their lower bodies were tightly joined, without a single gap, each deeply feeling the other's presence. She opened her eyes wide to look at him. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, parting her teeth, then relaxed his waist, his narrow hips thrusting powerfully...

"Ah..."

Her moans were swallowed by him as he began to thrust into her repeatedly. Her tight, wet little hole emitted erotic sounds as he penetrated it.

A sound came from the living room. She grabbed his hand, which was inside her shirt. "He's back..." Her voice was filled with panic, as were her eyes... His hand continued its wandering, his lower body not stopping its movements. Her full breasts trembled under his fingers. Nervous, she bit him tightly again and again. He groaned softly, and she turned pale with fright.

Jiang Diao threw down his schoolbag and went straight to Jiang Xinyue's bedroom. Usually, Jiang Xinyue would greet him when he returned; this time, he must be rushing to finish his manuscript again.

He pushed the door, but it was locked from the inside. Jiang Diaokai frowned slightly and knocked twice casually. "Hey, what are you doing? Why did you lock the door?" His

thick, long penis plunged completely inside her, like being thrown into mud, making a dull sound. She panicked and pushed him away, but her lower body gripped it tightly. Even she could feel the intense pleasure and fear intertwined in the friction of their intercourse. He whispered ambiguously in her ear, "You're killing me..."

"Let me go, A-Kai..."

He wouldn't let go, thrusting continuously.

"Are you in there? Say something..." Jiang Diaokai was impatient, and after knocking several times, he had lost his patience.

Jiang Xinyue's heart felt like it was walking a tightrope between intense pleasure and fear. If Nangong Ji hadn't held her body steady, she would have collapsed completely.

He finally released her, but it was just before climax, and it took immense willpower to withdraw from her body. His massive member throbbed with a ferocious, dissatisfied sway between his legs. He pulled down her skirt, grabbed her panties from the floor, and whispered in her ear, "I'm staying here tonight. Get rid of A-Chai." With that, he darted forward, his back pressed against the wall by the door, gesturing for her to open it.

Jiang Xinyue stiffened. She pulled back the covers from the bed, her fingers trembling as she reached for the door. Just as the door opened, Nangong Ji was blocked behind it.

Jiang Diao Kai, leaning against the doorframe, swaggered, "What's going on? Why did it take so long to open the door after locking it?"

She felt incredibly uncomfortable; she wasn't wearing panties under her skirt, and her crotch was wet and uncomfortable. She usually disliked actors putting on an act, but now she had to do it too.

"Sorry, I accidentally locked the door. I dozed off for a bit and didn't hear you knocking... What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make you dinner." She said, leaving the bedroom and closing the door tightly. As she closed it, she let out a deep sigh of relief.

Jiang Diaokai glanced at her, then looked her up and down. Jiang Xinyue was terrified.

"Why do you seem a little strange today?" Jiang Diaokai asked, adopting a scrutinizing posture.

"Nothing..." She gave a stiff smile, subconsciously touching her face. "I'm going to make dinner..." Under his scrutinizing gaze, she disappeared into the kitchen.

Jiang Diaokai glanced at the kitchen twice before picking up his bag and going into his own bedroom. Meanwhile, Nangong Ji, hands in his pockets, was slowly surveying Jiang Xinyue's simple bedroom. The door wasn't locked; he was incredibly bold. If Jiang Xinyue knew what he was doing, she'd probably be scared out of her wits.

Jiang Xinyue was usually efficient and decisive, but this time she'd made countless mistakes. The kitchen was a mess, and she'd finally managed to cook a meal.

During the meal, she served food to Jiang Diaokai. Jiang Diaokai looked at her scrutinizingly for a couple of seconds, then reached out his hand. Just as she was about to dodge, his hand brushed against her skin, revealing his clean fingers stained with dirt.

"Did you cook this meal with your face?" he mocked her.

She blushed, and he said again, "There's no such thing as a free lunch. Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

Her heart skipped a beat, but luckily he replied, stubbornly saying, "I used to serve you food too, it's nothing strange..."

He looked at her intently, drawing out his words, "That was... before..." He finished with a mischievous smile.

"Hmm... I have to finish my manuscript today, I'll be sleeping very late, how about you sleep in your bedroom tonight?" she suggested.

"No," Jiang Diaokai refused decisively, ignoring her words and continuing to eat his meal.

"Akai, I've been really tired these past few days, you seem even more..." She was telling the truth; since they reconciled, Jiang Diaokai's desire for her was stronger than before, almost always keeping her until two or three in the morning. She couldn't say it aloud, but the meaning was clear, "I heard from others that it's not good if two people are together all the time. If they're separated for a day or two occasionally, the feeling is much better than being together every day, like after our last cold war, now you..."

"Really? Who said that?" Jiang Diaokai asked.

Jiang Xinyue stammered.

"That seems to make sense, but tonight I also want to..." He didn't speak, but a glint of desire flashed in his eyes. He then changed the subject, "...to hold you while we sleep."

"The manuscript is urgent, I won't be able to sleep until very late. You're always like this, I really can't take it anymore..." There was a hint of complaint in her voice.

Jiang Diaokai looked at her thoughtfully, then suddenly nodded. "Alright, let's try it today. Isn't absence makes the heart grow fonder?"

Jiang Xinyue blushed again.

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