[Urban] Nongyu (Complete) - 8

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In the eighth chapter,

the man quickly grabbed the money in one hand and the brown satchel he had been keeping beside him with the other, and hurried after the dropped keys.

After bending down to pick them up, he pressed the switch on the glass door and walked out.

Chen Jing watched him leave and then walked towards the ATM, but something felt off. When she noticed the machine's display screen, she realized that the man's debit card hadn't been ejected.

"Hello, sir..."

Chen Jing called out, turning her head. But the man had already walked out and seemed not to have heard her at all.

Now, Chen Jing was alone in the small room. She turned around and took a step forward: "First..."

At that moment, her body suddenly froze completely, as if she had been struck in a pressure point by a legendary martial arts master. Even her facial expression abruptly stopped.

A few seconds later, the first thing to regain its movement was her clear, bright eyes. Her gaze slowly moved from the direction of the departing man to a diagonal angle behind her until her pupils were almost touching their sockets.

Then, as if her eyes couldn't see the target due to the movement, she slowly turned her neck, her attention finally settling on the blue screen.

The interface displayed the operation: 'Transfer,' 'Withdrawal,' 'Balance Inquiry,' and 'Card Refund' were listed next to four buttons on either side of the screen.

Chen Jing slowly turned back, her left hand resting on the metal frame where the ATM met the wall. She gently raised her right index finger, inching towards the machine.

Her mouth was wide open, but she seemed unable to get enough oxygen, her breathing becoming increasingly labored. Her finger trembled, even causing her entire arm to quiver slightly.

Suddenly, she clenched her right fist, her heavy breathing abruptly ceasing. She then quickly extended the index finger she had just clenched, pressing it heavily on the 'Display Balance' button.

A series of numbers flashed on the display: a '2,' a '5,' and below… one… two… three. Good heavens, three '0s.'

Twenty-five thousand! Twenty-five thousand!

Like a drop of water suddenly falling into boiling oil, Chen Jing's mind exploded with a frenzy.

If only this money were… if only it were mine! All her problems would be solved!

This seemingly greedy thought naturally entered the mind of this simple and honest girl.

She gently placed her hand on the edge of the screen, hesitated for a moment, and finally pressed the "Withdraw" button out of the three options: "Transfer," "Withdraw," and "Refund."

"Please enter the amount you wish to withdraw," the screen displayed.

Chen Jing trembled as she typed "25,000" into the keyboard, panting as if she had just finished a strenuous exercise, her eyes fixed expectantly on the screen.

"Transaction unsuccessful. Please enter the correct amount." How could this be? Chen Jing stared at the monitor in astonishment.

It took her a while to realize that the ATM could only dispense a maximum of two thousand yuan at a time. Her nervousness made her forget even this basic common sense that every city dweller knew.

After entering the number '2000', the machine displayed 'Please wait…' followed by a 'sizzling' sound, and then a stack of crisp hundred-yuan bills emerged from the dispenser. A mixture

of surprise and nervousness caused Chen Jing to gasp and laugh in shock. Without bothering to count, she grabbed the money and stuffed it into her bag, then pressed the 'withdraw' button on the display…

one stack, two stacks, three stacks…

Chen Jing didn't know how many times the bills had come out of the dispenser, or how she had managed to stuff them into her bag each time.

In her panic, she glanced at the door. Thankfully, there was no sign of the person who had left the card.

Faster…faster…faster still! Chen Jing frantically pressed the buttons, her head constantly darting towards the door to check for any movement.

Suddenly, after entering another withdrawal amount of 2,000, the machine didn't make a sound. Instead, it displayed the message, "Incorrect operation. The daily withdrawal limit is 20,000."

Chen Jing, blinded by sudden greed, repeatedly lowered her withdrawal amount: 1900, 1800, 1700, 1600… until finally, when she entered 1,000, the machine started working normally.

Chen Jing hastily stuffed the last 1,000 into her bag, ignoring the card that wasn't hers, and turned to leave. After taking a few steps, she realized she hadn't withdrawn the 3,000 she originally intended to withdraw.

She still didn't have enough cash, so she had to turn back, reluctantly removing the card from the machine and putting it in her bag, then slipping in the card Zhao Xinrui had given her.

Just as the ATM started running again, she noticed a cell phone on the electroplated surface next to the machine, presumably dropped along with the card in the panic.

Driven by greed or an instinctive urge to destroy evidence, she hastily tossed the phone into her bag.

The withdrawal process was no longer as chaotic, as the money was, after all, legally obtained. She

withdrew three thousand yuan in two installments, and Chen Jing was opening her bag to put the money in, preparing to organize the cash.

But just then, she suddenly felt a forceful pat on the shoulder, followed by

a loud "Hey!" in her ear. "

Ah!"

Chen Jing jerked around in fright, leaning against the wall next to the machine. Her bag, which had been hanging from her arm, slipped off her forearm and nearly fell to the ground if she hadn't reacted quickly.

Her unusually violent reaction startled the person behind her, who immediately pulled back, looking at the terrified Chen Jing with a surprised expression. "You… what's wrong?"

The melodious, bell-like voice belonged to Zhao Xinrui, who was carrying two loaves of bread and two bags of milk.

Chen Jing straightened up, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and swallowed hard. "You scared me to death... huff!"

Zhao Xinrui asked curiously, "Why are you so timid?

People rob banks, right?" Robberies are rare in banks, but that doesn't mean no one steals. Chen Jing had just completed a semi-coincidental, semi-intentional theft under heavy psychological pressure.

Strictly speaking, her actions didn't constitute theft, but that's what she thought.

Zhao Xinrui handed her a bread roll and a carton of milk. "Here you go! Did you withdraw the money?"

Chen Jing subconsciously took them. "Yes... I did!"

Then she asked, "Why did you come in?"

She was actually worried that Zhao Xinrui would see her stealing money from someone else's card; that was what she was concerned about.

"And you're one to talk! It took you so long to withdraw money!"

Zhao Xinrui complained, her face stern. Seeing that Chen Jing didn't respond, she pulled her arm and hooked it around hers, laughing, "Alright, alright, I won't hold it against you. Let's go!"

The two walked out.

Chen Jing casually replied, "Oh, there were people there just now, I was in line."

She then followed Zhao Xinrui as she was gently pulled out of the bank.

After leaving the bank, the two headed towards the Second Affiliated Hospital. At first, Zhao Xinrui dragged her along, but Chen Jing quickened her pace after a short while, and eventually Zhao Xinrui was being pulled along. Chen Jing's rapid pace wasn't just due to her eagerness to escape the crime scene, but also to her delight at having obtained nearly 20,000 yuan in unexpected wealth, which made her steps much lighter.

Unbeknownst to her, there was a person in a phone booth not far from the bank entrance.

He pretended to be making a call, but his bright eyes were fixed on her, taking in every move she made in the ATM.

That person was me!

At this point, I must mention that at that time, the most commonly used savings cards in Tianjin were from Bank of Communications, China Construction Bank, Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, and Agricultural Bank of China. Along the line from the Normal School to the Second Central Hospital, there was only one bank and only one ATM—China Construction Bank.

More importantly, China Construction Bank ATMs didn't prompt for a PIN after one withdrawal, which is why I chose the China Construction Bank Dragon Card.

Chen Jing and her companion arrived at the hospital and first visited her mother's ward. Based on her mother's symptoms, she should have been in the intensive care unit, but due to financial constraints, the hospital could only accommodate her in a regular ward. Looking at the other patients in the room, whose conditions were much milder than her mother's, and at her mother lying quietly in such a noisy environment without showing any discomfort to put her mind at ease, tears welled up in Chen Jing's eyes. She had witnessed this scene every day before, and it had broken her heart every day, but she had never shed a tear. Today, however, she finally had the power to make a difference, and somehow, the tears wouldn't stop.

"It's alright! Mom's fine!"

A weary yet kind smile from the bed interrupted Chen Jing's emotions. Her mother raised her weak arm and beckoned to her. Once she sat on the edge of the bed beside her as she wished, her mother gently took Chen Jing's small hand and said with a gentle smile, "Jingjing, don't worry, Mom will be discharged in a couple of days..."

Watching her daughter gently wipe away her tears, she changed the subject and looked at Zhao Xinrui, asking, "Aren't you going to introduce your friend to me?"

"Hello, Auntie, my name is Zhao Xinrui. I'm Chen Jing's classmate and roommate."

Before Chen Jing could introduce her, Zhao Xinrui politely bowed slightly and answered with a smile.

"Good, good, what a good child..."

Chen's mother patted the bed beside her, gesturing for Zhao Xinrui to sit there. Then, gently stroking her hair, she praised with a beaming smile, "Oh, what a beautiful girl! Even more beautiful than our Jingjing!"

Zhao Xinrui knew that this kind-faced woman was being modest, but she was still delighted and couldn't help but smile shyly. The three of them then gathered together and chatted about this and that.

Chen Jing glanced at her digital watch; it was already 8:20. She said to her mother, "Mom, lie down for a bit. I'll go get some water."

She picked up the thermos from the table and went to Zhao Xinrui's side, whispering, "Keep talking to my mom for a bit, I'm going to pay the bill. Don't mention money to her!"

Seeing Zhao Xinrui nod in understanding, she walked out.

"Hey Jingjing, that thermos is full,"

her mother said, puzzled. Why was her daughter carrying a bag to get water?

Chen Jing knew the thermos was full, but that wasn't her purpose. "Oh, it's cold. I'll get a hot one."

She then ignored the two women and strode out of the room.

After she left, Zhao Xinrui, under the guise of looking out the window, chatted idly with Chen's mother while sending me a text message with only three words—"Out."

I had already anticipated that Zhao Xinrui would be used by Chen Jing to keep her mother occupied while she ran downstairs to pay the bill. Because the amount of money didn't match the amount Zhao Xinrui knew, Chen Jing would definitely avoid her when paying the bill. But as a filial daughter who was anxiously borrowing money everywhere because her mother was sick and had no money for treatment, she would definitely visit her bedridden mother first. Therefore, this is the only possibility. Still relying on your hands? How can you enjoy it? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video Fan Bingbing's lower body real state molded into a highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large particle protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, experience a more realistic feeling... swallowing and spitting, irresistible! Click to enter.

This detail may seem useless to others, but it is not. This is a very important step, because the whole event requires a tight fit of time and space. The bank opens at eight o'clock. After the two girls left the ATM, I did not immediately follow them. Chen Jing's whereabouts were already within my expectations, and I could also leave it to Zhao Xinrui to monitor.

I used this time difference to go to the bank and do their first business of the day. I used my ID card to cancel the magnetic card I had just used, then transferred the remaining several thousand yuan to a new card before heading to the Second Central Hospital.

This step was necessary for my scam, and the timing of this step stemmed from the analysis above.

Under my discreet surveillance, Chen Jing first went to the restroom, then went to the payment counter, which was still quite deserted since it was just opening time. She took out five stacks of RMB (four large and one small) from her bag, along with many receipts, and pushed them through the window. What surprised me was that I called the stack of money a "small stack," not because it had fewer bills or was thinner, but because the denominations were small—mostly twenty and ten yuan notes.

In this way, without Chen Jing's knowledge, I confirmed that she had paid, and watched her go back upstairs to her ward before leaving the hospital as planned.

Chen Jing took the thermos flask she had left behind from behind the water dispenser in the water room and carried it back to her ward without making a sound.

"Why did you take so long?"

her mother asked with concern.

"Oh, there are so many people getting water, I've been waiting for ages,"

Chen Jing replied, having already prepared her explanation, as she put the thermos back in its place. The thermos had thus fulfilled its historical mission, its contents of untouched hot water returned to its original position.

Chen's mother didn't press the matter, but she thought to herself: Why are so many people getting water so early in the morning? Oh right, maybe everyone thinks it will be quieter at this time, so there are more people.

Leaving aside Chen's mother's self-talk, let's talk about myself. After leaving the hospital, I found a secluded spot and kept watch over the main entrance. Half an hour later, seeing Chen Jing and Zhao Xinrui emerge from the entrance one after the other, I immediately dialed Zhao Xinrui's number.

This was something Zhao Xinrui and I had arranged beforehand; she wouldn't stay long at Chen's mother's place before taking her leave. Out of politeness and gratitude to her benefactor, Chen Jing was determined to see her out. And because of her guilty conscience, even if she only left for a short while and would return, she certainly wouldn't leave the bag containing the found card and phone in the ward. When my prediction came true and the two of them left the ward, it was time for me to move on to the next step of my plan.

"Da la da da da di di da..." A crisp melody came from Zhao Xinrui's bag.

She stopped at the hospital entrance, took out her phone, opened the cover, and exclaimed, "Huh? An unfamiliar number..."

before pressing the answer button. "Hello... Oh, it's you?"

Zhao Xinrui responded with a hint of surprise, as if it were a call from a long-lost friend.

Chen Jing, seeing Zhao Xinrui answer the phone at the hospital entrance, had no choice but to stand there with her.

"Oh, right, right, how did you know... I'm at the hospital... no, I'm here with someone... the Second Central Hospital... is that so? Great... she's our class beauty, don't get any funny ideas..."

At this point, Zhao Xinrui gave Chen Jing a meaningful look, then looked around as if searching for something. Her gaze finally settled on the sign of a coffee shop not far away, and she said back to the person on the phone, "Hmm—let's go to Ya Coffee Shop… Okay, see you later!"

She then hung up.

Chen Jing was in a great mood; the financial burden that had been weighing on her heart for so long had been largely lifted, and the hospital had agreed to give her half a month to cover the remaining one-tenth of her medical expenses. The lingering shadow in her heart suddenly vanished, and she couldn't help but interject, "Whose call was that? You seem so happy?"

"A classmate's classmate's classmate!"

Zhao Xinrui said playfully, slinging her bag over her back and giving a slight bow after saying "classmate. "

"A classmate's classmate's classmate? What kind of messy relationship is that?"

Chen Jing chuckled at her teasing.

As Zhao Xinrui spun around on her heels, she gently shook her head from side to side as she explained, "This person is Lin Mo's college classmate, Jiang Shan's high school classmate. Don't you think he's a classmate of a classmate of our classmate?"

Chen Jing seemed to finally understand a little: "Oh, after all this trouble, why is he looking for you?"

Ever since Zhao Xinrui's generosity, Chen Jing felt their relationship had improved dramatically. This wasn't because Chen Jing was materialistic, but because she was easygoing and never easily held grudges. The reason she and Zhao Xinrui hadn't gotten along well before was because the latter ignored her. Now that they had 'buryed the hatchet,' things were naturally different.

"You're wrong, he's not looking for me."

Zhao Xinrui's words immediately confused Chen Jing, who thought: Why would he call you if he wasn't looking for you?

Before she could even ask the question, Zhao Xinrui had already answered, "He just saw us and is now asking me who that beautiful, quiet, generous, and sexy woman with me is!"

Chen Jing blushed deeply at Zhao Xinrui's exaggerated words and quickly retorted, "Stop it, you're just playing with people!"

"I'm not playing with you..."

Zhao Xinrui suddenly turned around, facing Chen Jing behind her as she walked backwards, "He specifically asked to meet you, how could that be fake?" Hearing this, Chen Jing was taken aback,

"Huh? He doesn't even know who I am, yet he wants to meet me?" She

then looked at Zhao Xinrui with suspicion and laughed, "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"You'll find out whether I'm mistaken or not when we meet!"

With that, Zhao Xinrui took two steps back, grabbed Chen Jing's arm, and headed towards the Laiya Cafe.

Chen Jing was timid to begin with, and after being swayed by Zhao Xinrui's cryptic explanation, she became a little scared: "No, no... you go by yourself, I... I have to go back to take care of my mom!"

"Oh! It's not a bad thing, what's wrong with meeting him?"

Zhao Xinrui then moved behind Chen Jing and pushed her forward with both hands: "At your age, you should find a boyfriend, and we're such good people. Besides, isn't this the time when you need someone to take care of you? Even if you don't like him, you can just meet him, chat, and then leave. Come on, don't be shy!"

She was her benefactor, and Zhao Xinrui had extended a warm invitation, so Chen Jing couldn't refuse her.

Besides, Zhao Xinrui's words made sense. Although she wasn't in the mood for it right now, young people sitting down and chatting, even if they couldn't fall in love, could still be ordinary friends.

Thinking of this, Chen Jing stopped insisting.

The two girls sat down at a table further inside. Zhao Xinrui ordered a coffee, while Chen Jing ordered an orange juice. It wasn't that the two intentionally chose such a secluded spot; it's just that while the place was called a coffee shop, it also served Western-style breakfast. It was only nine in the morning, and many people were still eating breakfast in groups of two or three, so only inside were there empty tables.

Ten minutes later, a young man suddenly burst in. He was about 1.7 meters tall, with a well-proportioned build, and his slightly pale face showed a hint of anxiety. He wasn't handsome, but his glasses gave him a scholarly air.

That was all; nothing else particularly striking about him.

As he entered, Zhao Xinrui, who had been deliberately sitting facing the door and looking in their direction, waved to him, making it easy for him to spot the two girls in the crowd of dozens. He walked to the table with the two girls, gave Zhao Xinrui a forced smile and a nod as a greeting, then plopped down opposite Chen Jing, immediately taking off his handbag and tossing it onto the empty chair next to him. That person was me.

This was my first time meeting Chen Jing face-to-face, and while I tried to mask my anxiety with obvious apprehension, I secretly took a moment to observe this beauty I had long admired.

She was dressed formally and simply today, her white shirt buttoned all the way to the collar, the long sleeves concealing her arms, but her slender, delicate hands suggested they were absolutely perfect.

Her blue plaid long skirt was made of ordinary fabric, but it wore with an air of dignified elegance. She

wore flesh-colored ankle stockings—the kind that cost ten yuan a roll—and black faux leather sandals with toes.

Even so, her feet and legs were incredibly alluring.

Seeing this, I finally felt relieved. All my carefully planned schemes would have been for naught if the other woman had been plain-looking.

Hmm, this girl is attractive; her breasts are just the right size for me. Although I couldn't see her buttocks, judging from the shape of her hips, they were definitely not bad.

Especially her quiet, dignified, and graceful demeanor was what captivated me most. To be able to hold such a girl in my arms, to fondle her, and ultimately to break her virginity, would make all the effort and expense worthwhile.

"Hello, my name is Yang Ziyang!"

I composed myself, bowed slightly, and extended my right hand towards Chen Jing, seemingly completely disregarding Zhao Xinrui's presence. Moreover, the polite smile that should have been part of my self-introduction was nowhere to be seen.

"Chen Jing."

Chen Jing had seen me as soon as I entered the room. Although she wasn't sure, she had a bad feeling.

My next words immediately confirmed her premonition: "Let me get straight to the point. Miss Chen, did you just go to the Construction Bank on Fukang Road?"

"Yes!"

Before Chen Jing could speak, the usually indifferent Zhao Xinrui, seemingly unwilling to be left out, answered first.

She glanced at our tense expressions and asked curiously, "Wh...what's wrong?"

"Well, it's like this..."

I said, trying to suppress my excitement, "I accidentally dropped something earlier. Ms. Chen...did you find it? If you did, could you return it to me?"

When Chen Jing heard me mention "China Construction Bank," she remembered that I was the one withdrawing money in front of her. My sudden appearance shocked her.

When I mentioned "dropping something," she panicked even more. Before I could finish speaking, she denied it firmly, "No, I didn't see it!"

Her answer was what I expected. She had already spent all her money on the hospital, and since the die was cast, she naturally had to deny it.

But I had evidence that she couldn't deny, so I looked at her anxiously and angrily.

Although she was afraid to face me, she still mustered the courage to look me in the eye, but the slight twitching of her lips revealed that she was constantly biting the inside of her lower lip to relieve her nervousness.

Zhao Xinrui looked at me and then at Chen Jing, pretending to understand something, and advised from the side, "You...you two can talk things out, what's going on!"

But clearly, neither of us had time to heed her advice.

After a long while, I suddenly reached out to Zhao Xinrui: "Can I borrow your phone?"

But my eyes remained fixed on Chen Jing, not even blinking.

Zhao Xinrui seemed at a loss, but obediently placed her phone in my hand as I had instructed her a couple of days ago.

My posture remained unchanged, still slightly leaning forward towards Chen Jing, and I took Zhao Xinrui's phone in front of me, opened the cover, and dialed a number without moving my head.

'Da da ding dong... da da ding dong... da da ding dong' A series of ringtones sounded, and the sound grew louder and louder.

Zhao Xinrui, Chen Jing, and I followed the sound to its source: Chen Jing's handbag.

Perhaps because I was most familiar with the ringtone and its progressive ringing pattern, I was the first to spot it. I abruptly stood up and grabbed the bag Chen Jing had placed beside her.

My reaction was incredibly fast; before Chen Jing could even resist, the grey silk handbag was in my grasp.

However, I didn't handle the bag roughly. I simply unzipped it and rummaged inside, eventually pulling out a cell phone.

Because of my action, both Zhao Xinrui and Chen Jing stood up. They both saw a number displayed on the bright screen of an old, retractable cell phone, vibrating and ringing the same sound.

Even so, I held it with my thumb and forefinger, facing outwards, and showed it to Zhao Xinrui.

Her phone number was naturally displayed on the screen, and Zhao Xinrui, behaving herself perfectly, exclaimed, "Oh, my phone number..."

She then looked at Chen Jing with surprise, as if only now realizing that the phone in her friend's bag belonged to the man in front of her.

I chuckled inwardly; that little bitch really knew how to act, her skills were no less than mine as the director and lead actor.

As I pressed the red button on Zhao Xinrui's phone with my left hand, the incessant buzzing stopped abruptly.

I handed Zhao Xinrui's phone back to her, then slammed my own phone on the table, still glaring angrily at Chen Jing: "Can you explain this?"

The sound of the phone hitting the table jolted Chen Jing, who had been staring at it blankly, and her tense muscles jolted.

She turned to me blankly, asking, "Explain...explain what?"

I frowned, giving her a 'you dare to argue?'

look and snapped, "Explain..." She was interrupted by Chen Jing, who grabbed Zhao Xinrui's forearm, her face flushed with shame, and said, "Xin...Xinrui, could you leave for a moment? This...this..."

In her nervousness, she completely forgot my self-introduction when I entered the room.

"Yang Ziyang!"

I glanced at her disdainfully and slowly sat down.

"Ah, I want to speak with this Mr. Yang alone!"

Chen Jing didn't want her shameful secret exposed to others, nor did she want a third person to hear her almost pleading words. From her words, I not only deduced what she was about to say but also confirmed my earlier assessment of her character.

"This..."

Zhao Xinrui glanced at me instinctively; she was actually seeking my opinion as the executive producer, screenwriter, planner, director, and lead actor.

I gave her a knowing wink, and she finally agreed, "Alright then..."

Then, glancing at Chen Jing and me, she tried to reason with me, "We're all classmates, Yang Ziyang, can't you talk this out?"

Seeing that I completely ignored her, she lost interest, picked up her bag, and left.

Her act was over, but mine was just beginning. I leaned back in my chair, took out a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking, refusing to look at Chen Jing again.

Chen Jing waited until Zhao Xinrui was far away before slowly sitting down, pulling her chair closer, and said to me, "Yang Ziyang, I didn't know this was yours, and besides, we don't know each other. Now that you've found me, I'll return it to you!"

She then pushed the phone, which was originally mine, towards me.

I picked up an ashtray that was a little further away, flicked off my cigarette ash, and said, "Actually, this phone isn't worth much. It's not what I want back!"

Chen Jing understood what I meant, of course, but she couldn't produce what I wanted back right now. She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and her body shifted uncomfortably a few times.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. She thought of a way that might temporarily alleviate the awkward situation. She took my magnetic card out of her bag, placed it on the table, and pushed it towards me: "I know, this is the card you left in the ATM. Here, take it back, okay?"

Although I didn't look at her outwardly, I was actually paying close attention to her expression and demeanor. I had already understood her meaning from her behavior and words. I picked up the card, examined it from all angles, and then threw it into the ashtray. "This thing is now useless..." I

continued, facing her seriously, "I withdrew some money and went out, but then I realized I'd left my phone and card there. I went back to look for them, but they were nowhere to be found."

I pointed to the useless card lying in the ashes. "I just cancelled it, and when I checked, I found out I was short about 20,000 yuan. Ms. Chen, can you explain this?"

Chen Jing noticed the stares from those around her drawn to me because of my words and immediately urged, "Yang... Yang Ziyang, keep your voice down..."

Then she came up with her last excuse: "I just picked up a card and this phone from next to the machine, but I didn't touch the money in the card, really!"

Although she spoke with conviction, the sincerity she feigned in her eyes failed to convince anyone.

After I finished speaking, I tilted my head slightly, exhaled through my nose, and said helplessly, "Chen, you're forcing me to say something so blunt! After I discovered the money was missing, I checked the bank's security footage. I wanted to call the police, but then I saw you with Zhao Xinrui, and that's how I found you. Think about it, if it weren't for that, how could I have found you so quickly?"

At this moment, Chen Jing finally understood the true content of the phone call Zhao Xinrui had received outside the hospital.

The person in front of her discovered that the person who had embezzled a large sum of money from her card was with a girl she knew, so she called her to find her whereabouts.

But the naive Zhao Xinrui mistakenly thought that the person had fallen for her at first sight after passing her on the street and wanted to ask for a meeting.

Oh dear, why are there such coincidences in the world!

Actually, all coincidences are inevitable, just like this story. Chen Jing would never have imagined that I saw her and Zhao Xinrui together not in the bank's security footage room, but in a public phone booth just a few meters away.

Zhao Xinrui didn't misunderstand my intentions; rather, she was helping me complete this plan.

This seemingly coincidental encounter, which struck at the deepest, most vulnerable part of her heart, was actually orchestrated by this unassuming man in front of her, whose face was full of grievance and anger, yet whose heart was filled with secret glee.

She went from despair to elation, and then from elation to being driven to a dead end—this was the drama tailor-made for her by the man with the deep gaze.

"I only have 6023.8 yuan left in my account, a full 19,000 yuan short..."

A voice pulled Chen Jing from her reverie back to harsh reality: "Zhao Xinrui is right, we are classmates after all. I won't make things difficult for you, just return the money. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, okay?"

Chen Jing's worst fear was finally unavoidable. Although she felt the man's tolerance and understanding, and was deeply grateful for his consideration of their classmate relationship and for covering for her, how could she possibly repay him?

"I...I secretly withdrew a lot of money, but...but I've spent it all..."

Chen Jing barely dared to look at me, her head bowed, biting her lip, struggling to utter the words.

"What?"

I exclaimed, jumping to my feet. "Spent it?"

Faced with my surprise, Chen Jing could only respond with a deeply apologetic and helpless nod.

I frowned and walked over to her, questioning her incredulously, "Impossible! It's only been a few hours, and you've already spent 19,000? Who are you kidding?"

Everyone in the restaurant stared at us. Chen Jing immediately felt uncomfortable. "Yang...Yang...keep your voice down! Should we go somewhere else to talk?"

She grabbed my arm, which I was waving excitedly.

Feeling the damp heat of her sweaty hands from nervousness, and seeing the two trembling mounds on her beautiful body as she half-sat, half-standing, pulled by my hand, a surge of excitement coursed through me.

Fine, let's find a secluded place and talk things out with our bodies. I'll charge you ten dollars for each time I penetrate you, and after 1,900 times, we'll be even.

Although my fantasies were lewd, achieving that goal was still a long way off. I abruptly shook off her hand and shouted, "No need to talk anymore! I'd rather find a place where we can reason things out!"

Ignoring the helpless Chen Jing, I turned and stormed out.

Chen Jing hurriedly pulled out her last remaining money to pay the bill and chased after me.

Once outside, she found me across the street, so disregarding traffic, she climbed over the low median strip and followed closely behind.

But she hadn't figured out how to tell me. Nineteen thousand yuan wasn't a small sum, and she'd never met the other person before; how could she possibly let it go so easily?

Besides, she'd been clinging to a sliver of hope, only admitting it at the last minute, which would surely infuriate him even more.

She didn't dare stop me from pleading, nor did she dare leave me behind, so she maintained a distance, following me closely.

I chuckled inwardly. So far, all my plans had gone smoothly.

I had a perfect grasp of Chen Jing's every thought and action.

Okay, come along. Come with me to a place of ultimate bliss to welcome your first night.

No, no, it should be called your first day. Yes, that's right, call it the first day, your first time being taken.

Chapter Nine: Phoenix Rebirth .

It was already 9:30 AM, the sun hanging high in the sky. The air in Tianjin is already quite polluted, and under the morning sun, it appears even more hazy, filled with a thin layer of dust. Chen Jing's mood mirrors this polluted air—anxiety, worry, fear, and shame mingled within her once pure and innocent heart.

Growing up, her family was well-off, and with her parents' doting love, her childhood was carefree and filled with a sense of privilege. After that incident, her mother and she faced financial difficulties, but despite this, she remained completely unfazed by the pressures of life under her strong mother's protection. Furthermore, her striking beauty and amiable personality made her popular with both men and women. For a long time, she had always acted conventionally and never considered resorting to unconventional methods to solve problems. Therefore, this girl, who had never truly faced the trials of society, was utterly helpless in the face of unexpected events.

Just like today's situation, if it had been a girl like Zhao Xinrui, the outcome would likely have been completely beyond my control as the 'victim.' And I exploited this weakness, her lack of adaptability, her kindness, and her innocence. This perfectly illustrates the saying—friends are for betraying, and kindness is for exploiting!

She followed me silently, always keeping a distance of about ten meters. She was afraid I would call the police, but she couldn't think of a single reason to convince me to let it go. Of course, I wouldn't be foolish enough to report it, because legally speaking, there was no conclusive evidence that Chen Jing had 'committed a crime.' I just wanted to lead her to a place, a closed space where I could carry out the next step of my plan—my home.

The Hung Hom Apartments, though called an apartment, were essentially no different from old-style residences. There were no community security guards, and the building entrances weren't even advanced enough to have video intercom locks. I opened the iron gate at the entrance of Building 41, the third entrance, and fumbled for my keys as I walked up to the second floor

. At that moment, Chen Jing followed me in. In front of the security door of my unit, 203, I deliberately slowed my opening, waiting until I heard hurried footsteps coming from the stairwell before finally pushing open the door and going inside. The hurried footsteps were already behind me as I entered. 'Tap tap tap tap,' Chen Jing's mid-heeled faux leather sandals told me she was less than two meters away. At that moment, I slammed the security door shut, and as expected, Chen Jing grabbed the handle just before the lock touched the door.

'Knock knock,' she didn't come in with me, but politely held the handle with one hand and gently knocked on the door from the outside: "Yang Ziyang, I... can we talk again?"

I turned around and saw Chen Jing gripping the doorframe anxiously, looking at me earnestly. *How can I do anything to you if you don't come in?* Thinking this, I said, "It's you? What are you doing following me?"

"I... I want to explain what happened earlier to you again!"

She clearly hadn't figured out how to start the conversation, and her voice lacked confidence.

"What's there to explain? Didn't you squander all that money? What's the use of empty words now!"

I replied irritably, but my attitude wasn't as agitated as it had been in the coffee shop. Clearly, I didn't intend to immediately close the door and shut her out.

"No, I really... I really have a reason..."

Chen Jing, seeing that I completely ignored her standing at the door, casually tossed her keys onto the table by the window, and then boldly asked, "I have something to say... can we go in and talk?"

I ignored her, changed into slippers, took off my coat, stuffed my shoes into the shoe cabinet beside the door, and hung my coat on the coat rack. When I sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette, I saw her still standing obediently at the door, looking sincere. It seemed she wouldn't dare step into the house without my permission.

"Come in, say what you have to say quickly, I have to go out later!"

I picked up my handbag and pretended to tidy up.

Actually, saying "I'm going out in a bit" is just a common phrase used by hosts to usher guests out, but to Chen Jing it sounded like I was going to solve a "theft case." She immediately turned and went inside, closing the door behind her, but just stood there, not daring to go any further: "Yang... Yang Ziyang..."

"Just call me Yang Zi or Ziyang, it's all the same..."

I interrupted her, and seeing that she was still standing at the door, I pointed to another single sofa next to me: "Hmm? Sit down, sit down and talk!"

These two sentences made Chen Jing feel that the atmosphere seemed to have eased a bit. I wasn't too agitated anymore, but she still didn't dare to sit down and speak to me as an equal: "No...no, I'll stand and talk!"

she said, rubbing her fingers together with her head down.

"Don't!"

I stopped tidying up my things, looked up at her, and smiled: "You're standing while I'm sitting, it feels like I'm in a classroom."

Chen Jing forced a smile, obediently moved to sit down beside me, placed her bag next to her, but didn't speak for a moment, just watched me continue tidying up, her lips twitching as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"What is it? Just say it quickly, I'm going to take a shower and then go out, I have an appointment!"

I said with a calm expression, which left Chen Jing completely clueless about what I wanted to do. She could understand if I was still furious about what had just happened, because it wasn't a small amount, and no one would let it go easily. But if he wasn't interested in negotiating directly and planned to resort to legal action, he wouldn't have let me in the door at all. Did he want to negotiate with me? The problem was, I had no bargaining chips!

Actually, I just wanted to keep her calm and figure out how to seduce her into bed based on her reaction. Of course, at this point, I had complete control. Even if I immediately raped her, she wouldn't be able to resist, and she wouldn't make a fuss afterward. But the problem was how to conquer this budding flower without using force.

After hesitating for a while, Chen Jing said timidly, "Zi... Ziyang, I'm so sorry about what happened today..."

"Huh?"

I snapped the flap of my bag shut and looked up at her with a puzzled expression. "You came all this way just to apologize? You should take back that bland talk!"

Chen Jing didn't show any resistance to my attitude, which was exactly what she expected. She bit her lower lip and continued, "No, no, I really have my reasons..."

"Ah!"

I stared at her, seemingly waiting for her to explain in detail.

"My mother is in the hospital!"

Chen Jing licked her cherry lips, moistening them before continuing, "She has a heart condition and needs surgery, but I don't have that much money. So this morning, when I saw you had forgotten your card, I got greedy and..."

She lowered her head as she spoke, then looked up at me with pleading eyes full of longing.

She looked at me, and I looked at her. Her eyes were full of hope for my understanding, while my mind was preoccupied with that fragrant tongue. What a scene it would be if that thing were gently licking my penis! How wonderful that would be!

Of course, I couldn't stare for too long, and I couldn't show the slightest greed on my face. I immediately suppressed my wicked thoughts, shifted my gaze slightly, tilted my head, and nodded: "Really? What a coincidence, I've run into this bad luck!"

Actually, even if this had happened, she would be the one who suffered, not me. If a stranger had withdrawn the money, they would have taken it and left, and even if I checked the security footage, I would have had a very difficult time catching the culprit. That's why I needed Zhao Xinrui to act as a backup; otherwise, how could I have controlled the timing so perfectly?

But Chen Jing hadn't considered this. She thought I didn't quite believe her, so she quickly explained, "It's true, I'm not lying to you! My mother is still in the Second Central Hospital!"

Seeing that I was still looking at her with suspicion, she could only helplessly say, "You...aren't you very familiar with Zhao Xinrui? She knows about my situation, you can ask her!"

Seeing that she was a little agitated, I put my handbag aside, stood up, took a cup, poured her a glass of water, and placed it on the coffee table in front of her. Then I sat back down, my fingers interlaced. "Well, it's not that I don't believe you, but that money is mine. If you had told me, it would have been one thing if I had lent it to you. But now you've taken it yourself...taken it yourself

, that's another matter!" Seeing that my tone had calmed down considerably and that I hadn't actually said 'steal,' Chen Jing felt relieved and quickly promised, "Don't worry, I'll pay you back as soon as I have the money, I swear!"

Pay me back? What chance do I have then? I sneered inwardly.

"Tsk," I clicked my tongue. "The problem is, I need this money too!"

Then, after a moment's thought, I asked, "When are you going to pay me back?"

This was a question Chen Jing couldn't answer. She gently bit her lip and smiled apologetically. "I... I can't say for sure, but I promise I'll pay you back as soon as I have the money..."

Before she could finish, the phone in my pocket that had exposed her earlier rang again. "Hello..."

I smiled politely at Chen Jing, stood up, and went to the door to answer. "Oh, baby, what made you think of calling me at this time?"

It sounded like my girlfriend was calling.

Chen Jing sat there obediently, her eyes darting around aimlessly. Suddenly, she noticed a book on the coffee table, far from her, titled "A Guide to Sexual Knowledge." The living room, less than fifteen square meters, was simply furnished, and this was the only thing that caught her eye. Although the book was closed, the abstract image of a man and woman kissing on the cover still slightly attracted her attention.

"What?"

My slightly loud question interrupted Chen Jing's attention from the book, and she looked at me. I glanced at her, then turned my back to her and continued the call: "...No way? It's that serious?"

A look of panic appeared on my face, followed by a moment of silence: "Don't panic... Listen to me first... But he himself... Sigh, it's not that I don't want to help you, your brother is my brother, but he's a gambler, giving him money is like harming him... Hello! Hello?"

The other end seemed to hang up angrily, making me throw my phone onto the sofa I had been sitting on, and then I stood there, fuming.

When the 'UFO' flew past Chen Jing less than a meter away, she immediately sat up straight, her gaze shifting from looking at me while glancing sideways at the book on the coffee table.

Although only my voice could be heard on this call, the situation was crystal clear. My 'girlfriend's' brother had accumulated gambling debts, and 'she' had asked me for help, but I, with my 'unspeakable difficulties,' couldn't provide her with financial assistance, causing her to hang up in anger.

Actually, this fabricated farce was just a little trick Zhao Xinrui and I played. We agreed that I would call her, and she wouldn't answer but would hang up immediately, then call back two minutes later. Of course, I would pretend to answer but actually hang up, then put on a one-man show for Chen Jing without Zhao Xinrui's knowledge.

I had to involve Zhao Xinrui in this detail because my phone alarm and ringtone couldn't be set to the same tune, so I couldn't stage a scene similar to what happened in Feng Mengyao's dorm, since Chen Jing had heard my phone ringtone.

Chen Jing had just received my forgiveness and was trying to win me over with sincerity so I wouldn't pursue the matter of her stealing my money, but this unexpected phone call made the situation worse. Seeing my exasperated look, she was genuinely worried I would immediately confront her.

Fortunately, I didn't. I just put my hands on my hips and spun around a few times, as if I was adjusting my emotions and organizing my thoughts. Then I quickly walked to the sofa, grabbed the phone I had just thrown away, and went to the door to get my coat. As I put it on and slipped on my shoes, I said to her, "Chen Jing, let's talk about your matter another day. I have something to do and need to go out right away. I'll come to the hospital to see you tomorrow!"

With that, I quickly finished getting ready, picked up the keys on the table, opened the door, and walked out.

Chen Jing had expected me to immediately change my attitude towards her in order to reclaim the money that was rightfully mine and ease the tension with her girlfriend. To her surprise, I didn't make things difficult for her at all; instead, I rushed off to leave. Needless to say, I was going to talk to my girlfriend. Out of guilt or gratitude, she immediately said, "Don't worry, do you want me to go with you to explain?"

"Hmm..."

I hesitated for a moment before saying, "No, if you go, I won't be able to explain it clearly. You should go first!"

She understood, of course, that if I told her girlfriend that I couldn't lend her money because I had already taken it, it would be like adding fuel to the fire. But if I went to the hospital to see her tomorrow, her mother, who was about to have surgery, would inevitably find out. This could potentially worsen her heart condition, something she absolutely couldn't accept. Of course, in her eyes, my actions were entirely out of kindness and compassion, and she couldn't help but feel grateful.

She immediately stood up and said sincerely, "No need, I'll wait for you here..."

Seeing that I had already walked out the door, she added, "I'm so sorry, it's all because of me. You have to calm down and talk to me properly, don't argue with your girlfriend!"

I closed the door and tossed out a "Fine, whatever!"

and walked away, seemingly not hearing her last piece of advice at all.

After leaving, I strode downstairs, and after confirming she wasn't following me, I slipped into a small restaurant near the entrance of the complex. The glass windows there faced directly towards the entrance of my building, number 41, so I could clearly see everyone coming and going, making it convenient for me to monitor whether Chen Jing had really left. Besides, I had gotten up very early to run errands and hadn't eaten yet, so this was a good opportunity to have a hearty meal and kill some time.

As the ancients said, "Food and sex are human nature," and that's certainly true. How could I carry out such strenuous physical activity without being full?

After I left, Chen Jing let out a sigh of relief; her nerves, which had been tense for over an hour, finally relaxed temporarily. In her mind, I wasn't actually a bad person. Knowing full well that he had misappropriated a large sum of money, almost all of his belongings, and that we were complete strangers, she still trusted me so easily. Even with his girlfriend's misunderstanding, he didn't make things difficult for me; that's something most people couldn't do. And after I stole so much money from him, he still left me alone at home without worrying about a similar incident happening again. While he might have been anxious to explain to his girlfriend, it still showed his generosity and kindness.

Thinking this, she temporarily forgot her predicament of owing money and wandered around my room. The bedroom door was closed, and being a composed and dignified girl, she didn't intend to go in, just strolling around the living room.

The living room wasn't large, and the furnishings were simple: a light blue plush sofa, a slightly worn brown desk by the window piled high with books—presumably textbooks—and no television, only a chair by the kitchen door.

As she looked around, her attention drifted back to the book on the coffee table that had had her distracted earlier. Now that no one else was in the room, she picked it up and began to read.

The book was new, seemingly just bought; the barcode from the bookstore was still there. Chen Jing picked it up and naturally flipped to a folded page, presumably a mark she had made.

Upon reading it, Chen Jing blushed deeply. This chapter mainly discussed how to bring a woman to orgasm during sex. It covered many emotional and behavioral considerations, guiding men on how to gradually bring pleasure to women, how to arouse their libido and better satisfy them, and even pointing out methods to identify when a woman has reached orgasm.

Chen Jing couldn't help but think that Yang Ziyang was not only kind and generous but also very considerate of women, even in matters of sex.

It was understandable that she had this thought, because in the eyes of a somewhat reserved and taciturn virgin, there was often a sense of fear and apprehension about sex. Many girls believe that sex is a man's initiative, therefore assuming that most men are only concerned with their own sexual satisfaction and don't pay much attention to the woman's feelings, a view particularly prevalent among young men.

This is actually a standard by which girls judge whether a man truly cares for them. However, if the two actually reach the point of physical intimacy, and the woman discovers that the man only cares about his own pleasure and doesn't care about her well-being, it's too late. A conservative girl may have no choice but to accept her fate. This is also one reason why most women fear their first time.

Chen Jing had only read a few lines before putting the book down out of modesty, but thinking that no one would notice, she picked it up again out of curiosity and slowly began to read, gradually becoming engrossed.

Time always seems to fly when you're focused on something you don't dislike; in the blink of an eye, more than an hour had passed. Chen Jing put the book on the coffee table, paced around the room, and began to consider how to better negotiate the 19,000 yuan with me. Just then, heavy, hurried footsteps sounded from outside, stopping at the doorway, followed by the sound of a key turning in the lock. In a panic, Chen Jing quickly and neatly placed the book back in its original spot, as she remembered it, afraid I would notice her behavior while alone.

But I seemed oblivious to all this. Entering the room, I didn't even change my shoes or take off my coat, plopping down on the sofa with my elbows on my knees, head down, looking sullen.

Chen Jing gathered her skirt around her waist and sat down beside me, asking, "Ziyang, what's wrong?"

She asked guiltily, because judging from my expression, I had definitely had a falling out with my girlfriend. She was the culprit, how could she not be worried?

"Nothing!"

I replied loudly and irritably, without even looking at her, my tone saying nothing more.

"Then..."

Chen Jing asked tentatively, "Then, about the money?"

"Forget it!"

I turned my head to the side, biting my lip and looking out the window, as if tears were about to fall.

"Forget it?"

Chen Jing was stunned by my decisive answer, showing no sign of relief.

To be honest, when I said "forget it," my heart pounded. If Chen Jing left, my plan might be ruined, and I'd lose over 20,000 yuan.

Of course, I had a hidden camera in the living room, recording the conversation after I entered. But based on my analysis, Chen Jing was a timid and obedient girl. If I forced her to repay the money, threatening to force her to submit to me otherwise, she would not only resist to the death but might even do something foolish in a moment of despair.

Because cowardice is the root of impulsiveness; only the strong, or those who consider themselves strong, can handle major events with a calm mind. The weak, in such situations, become helpless and blindly do things beyond their control. Therefore, Chen Jing absolutely cannot be forced into this desperate situation, otherwise things will spiral out of control. Not only will I lose everything, but if things escalate, the conspiracy might be exposed. So I must take this risk, and I can also use it to establish a good image of a virtuous young man in her mind.

Sure enough, Chen Jing didn't move after I said that. Seeing her staring at me with confusion, I became even more exasperated: "Fine, fine. I'm all alone now, money is useless to me..."

With a look of utter despair, she swallowed hard, seemingly trying to hold back tears that were about to spill over, and continued, "Aren't you short of money? Isn't your mother seriously ill? And didn't you just happen to be here to deliver the money to you? It would be an injustice if you didn't take this money, and I'd feel bad for you if you didn't! Chen Jing, Chen Jing, why aren't you leaving? Is there any point in you staying? Go now, your mother is waiting for you at the hospital!"

Her words were filled with boundless sorrow and accusation, yet one couldn't mistake this sarcasm for malicious anger.

These words clearly conveyed three things to her. First, the loss of the money meant the relationship had ended, causing her immense pain and even despair. Second, while she sympathized with Chen Jing, she harbored immense resentment, even to the point of indignation at her fate. Third, despite all this, she had forcibly tolerated the girl before her, simply wishing to avoid seeing her again, without blaming her whatsoever.

These three thoughts directly led to three psychological reactions in Chen Jing. First, she felt intense guilt for being the one responsible, yet unable to make amends. Second, she felt deep sympathy for my "loss of a lover," because it was all her fault. Third, she felt even more grateful to this "benefactor," but had no way to repay him.

Under such complex emotions, Chen Jing grabbed my hand and softly comforted me, "Ziyang, don't get agitated, some things..."

Before she could finish, I shoved her away and snapped, "Stay away from me!"

Then, with a helpless expression, I turned my head away, as if I wanted to say something like, "Stay away from me, you jinx," but ultimately refrained from uttering the harsh words.

At that moment, I was thinking, "Hurry up, seduce me! Use your pure body to comfort me! Use that unopened door of desire to soothe the 'wounds' in my heart! Why aren't you taking the initiative?"

But Chen Jing didn't seem as bold as I'd imagined. She actually stood up and walked away from me. A sudden jolt went through me. Could it be? This whole scene had been elaborate enough; could she really remain unmoved in this atmosphere? Had the physical and psychological preparations been complete? Or was she as selfish as Zhao Xinrui? No way, this girl, though seemingly weak, appeared to be a very responsible person in every way.

Actually, I'd already sneaked back once earlier, and as expected, I'd seen her intently studying the sex education book I'd specially left for her. That confirmed she couldn't possibly be unaware of my psychological suggestion. Just as I was filled with suspicion

, Chen Jing went to her desk, picked up a pen, and began writing something on a piece of graph paper. Of course, I knew she was writing an IOU. It seemed this girl still wasn't willing to offer me her last bargaining chip. A wave of disappointment mixed with a surge of desire washed over me. Disappointment at not being able to entice a beautiful woman to offer herself willingly, and desire that such a chaste woman only heightened my interest.

"Take this. I'll send it to you as soon as I have the money. I know an apology isn't enough to make up for what happened today, but... but I really have no other choice!"

Chen Jing walked back to the sofa beside me, handing me a note with writing on it as she spoke.

While she was writing, I lit a cigarette and silently inhaled. Seeing her hand me the note with a face full of guilt, I suddenly understood. My judgment had been clearly wrong. Chen Jing wasn't unwilling to comfort me physically; rather, her long-standing innocent life as a young girl had completely prevented her from thinking in that direction. If it were Zhao Xinrui, if Zhao Xinrui were as kind as Chen Jing, she probably would have already pressed her body against mine.

It seemed I needed to give her some hints. Thinking this, I immediately grabbed her delicate wrist and forcefully flung it away, shouting, "What good is this to you? Huh! My boyfriend broke up with me, what do I need that money for? Can money buy these things back?"

Chen Jing, pulled forcefully, lost her balance and fell onto the sofa. Her skirt lifted slightly, revealing a glimpse of pure white panties. The full, bulging vulva, encased in the tight lace cuffs, was clearly visible to me.

This sudden sight stunned Chen Jing. When she saw me staring blankly at her lower body, swallowing hard, she realized what had happened. She immediately lowered her hands, trying to straighten her clothes and cover her embarrassing area.

However, just as her hands touched her skirt, which had billowed up to her thighs from the impact, she suddenly froze. Then, she slowly reached out her left arm and picked up my right hand, which was resting on the back of the sofa next to her, gently placing it on her jade-like leg.

The warmth and slight trembling from her beautiful leg stimulated my nerves, and after a pause of four or five seconds, my breathing slowly began to quicken. Suddenly, I sprang up and pounced on Chen Jing, showering her face and snow-white neck with kisses.

Chen Jing's left hand was grabbed by me, while her right hand struggled to push me away: "No, Ziyang, don't do this, I didn't mean it...no!"

But whether it was her guilt or her lack of strength, this push was more like a half-hearted resistance.

I, however, kissed and licked her wildly, even trying to force my tongue into her mouth. At the same time, my right hand, which had been holding her jade-like hand, forcefully reached towards the triangle area under her skirt, while my left hand tightly embraced her waist and abdomen, pressing her firm breasts against my chest.

"Ugh... let me go, please... no..."

My kiss made her turn her head away to avoid having her teeth pried open by my tongue.

Actually, I knew Chen Jing didn't intend to seduce me, and she definitely didn't intend to compensate me with her body. She just saw my infatuation, and under my suggestive behavior, out of pity and guilt, she thought of comforting me in this intimate way. But I took this opportunity to throw myself into her arms, making her actions irreversible.

Her pitiful expression stirred my heart. She was so charming, a world apart from Zhao Xinrui, who was originally a promiscuous woman whose looks were comparable to hers. Without hesitation, I raised my hands, trembling with excitement and feigned timidity, and quickly began to unbutton her clothes, starting from the collar. Chen Jing whispered, "No... no," while pushing me away with her hands. Seeing her chest gradually being exposed, she couldn't help but cover herself with her hands again.

When her full, firm breasts, untouched by anyone else, sprang into my view beneath her pristine white bra, I couldn't help but swallow hard. I couldn't resist pulling her hands away, and my two mischievous hands began to roam over her breasts, which were just the right size to be grasped in one hand, slowly kneading them through the simple bra. Soon,

Chen Jing's breathing became slightly heavier, but she kept her eyes tightly closed, her head turned to the side, her body tense with tension and shame. This virginal shyness only prompted me to slowly slip my hands along her delicate, firm skin into her untouched virgin territory, gently unbuttoning the waistband of her blue plaid skirt, and then, through her panties, to caress her pubic hair.

"No...don't do this...let me go...don't do this..."

Chen Jing struggled desperately, her hands instinctively pushing away my intrusive hands, but immediately a chill ran down her upper body as she realized her breasts were almost completely naked, and she quickly pulled one back to cover her chest.

In that moment of hesitation, I had already slipped my finger inside the corner of her snow-white panties. When the pad of my index finger touched the edge of that warm, slippery crevice, Chen Jing's body trembled violently, and her legs suddenly snapped together. She opened her eyes wide as if waking from a dream, struggled to lift her upper body, and 'smack!' landed a crisp slap on my face, yelling, "Pervert...pervert!"

The blow was quite heavy; my teeth had just managed to cut my lip, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of my mouth. I immediately looked up, staring blankly at her, my eyes filled with love, sorrow, and helplessness, my tear-filled gaze fixed on her half-naked form, gradually softening into tenderness.

Although my eyes held no anger, this unconscious, forceful strike immediately threw Chen Jing into a panic. She instinctively covered her mouth and nose with the hand that had caused the attack: "Ah, I... I didn't mean to, I'm... I'm sorry..." Before

she could finish speaking, she saw my sincere yet bewildered gaze upon her. Whether out of love, guilt, or something else, Chen Jing unconsciously reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth.

At that moment, without hesitation, as if encouraged, I pulled her panties aside, buried my head, and began licking her wet, warm vulva. At the same time, I forcefully pushed her bra up with my left hand, revealing Chen Jing's right breast, which I vigorously kneaded and caressed.

When my nimble tongue parted her tightly closed lips and gently slid through the gap, Chen Jing

let out a soft "Ah..." and looked down at me. Her eyes, which had been filled with resentment, turned back as she moved her neck, fixing on the IOU with its details and amount written on it, held high in her left hand that I had released. She withdrew her right hand, which had been pushing my head, and slowly clenched her left hand, crumpling the note tighter and tighter. Then, she slowly closed her tear-filled eyes, turned her head to the side, and gradually lowered it, remaining still.

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