[Urban] Clouds and Rain (Complete) - 5

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Chapter Six:

A group of people entered the entertainment center to the sweet voice of a welcoming girl saying "Welcome!" Soft, orange-yellow light bulbs embedded in the ceiling cast a gentle glow, and pop songs echoed through the winding corridors. Every now and then, doors to private rooms opened, and bursts of voices—some sweet and coquettish, others screaming and shouting—emanated from the rooms as guests entered and exited.

They reached the elevator area on the first floor. There were six fiberglass elevator doors in front of them, but Lu Zhiyuan led his group towards a smaller elevator around the corner. A waiter standing nearby immediately approached, stopping them and asking, "Sir, do you have a reservation?"

"I'm Lu Zhiyuan,"

he replied with a smile.

"Oh, Mr. Lu, please."

The waiter withdrew his arm and quickly opened the elevator doors, letting them in. The elevator, carpeted with a small rug, was spacious enough to easily accommodate a dozen people. The control panel beside the door only displayed the numbers 1 and 6.

The elevator doors opened, and two welcoming girls in red cheongsams stood on either side. Beneath the semi-transparent fabric, their breasts, encased in underwear, and their fair thighs were faintly visible through the hem of their skirts. A man of similar age to Lu Zhiyuan greeted him from the corridor, smiling, "Zhiyuan, why are you so late?"

Lu Zhiyuan replied with a smile, "You're a night owl, I was afraid you weren't awake yet."

He then gestured to his companions, introducing them, "This is Manager Ma, Minister Zhu also knows him."

Turning back, he said, "Jianwen, this is Vice Mayor Sun's son, Sun Sheng. It's his first time visiting, please take good care of him." After

a brief handshake and greeting, Ma Jianwen led them to a pre-prepared high-end business suite. The spacious suite resembled a small ballroom. A 6-meter-wide plasma projector hung on the wall to the right of the door, and opposite it was a row of high-end sofas against the wall. Rows of beer, red wine, and champagne were laid out on the coffee table in front of the sofas. A large quantity of fresh fruit, including mangoes, watermelons, and cherries, was neatly cut and arranged on a fruit platter.

"Alright, everyone, have fun."

After arranging for everyone to be seated, Ma Jianwen tactfully withdrew.

A moment later, footsteps echoed down the corridor, and a dozen or so beautiful girls followed a woman in her forties, filing in through the open doorway. The dimly lit room was instantly filled with a fragrant aroma; various perfumes mingled and permeated every corner.

After greeting her daughters and the bosses, the sensible mother placed her hand on the wall by the door and pressed a button. The room, initially only dimly lit, instantly became brightly lit. As the lights came on, the beautiful women, who had previously only appeared as silhouettes, transformed into vibrant, alluring figures, filling the room with a spring-like atmosphere. About twenty beautiful women struck seductive poses, using various methods to attract the attention of the four men present.

The room was filled with beauties of all shapes and sizes, some voluptuous, some slender. Some girls appeared demure and well-behaved, yet their eyes occasionally flashed with a seductive allure; others were bold and direct, their gazes instantly drawing your attention to their prominent breasts.

They wore various outfits—some completely bare-chested, some partially concealing, and others in neat white-collar suits, but with sheer fabrics instead of brass.

Young Sun Sheng, sitting in the center, couldn't help but feel excited and restless. Although he had experienced some erotic scenes at his age, those were only for young people. Being faced with so many sexy beauties, choosing his favorites like an emperor, made the still-boyish young man both curious and somewhat bewildered. Yet, he had to maintain a nonchalant facade, afraid of being laughed at.

The other three tacitly encouraged him to choose first, saying he was a newcomer and should be given a chance.

His gaze swept over the group of women. Some were direct and bold, tempting him but he feared he couldn't handle them and would lose face as a man; others were reserved and subtly seductive, but lacked a certain fiery edge. Then his eyes fell on a woman wearing a number fourteen waist tag.

This woman wasn't young among the girls, and her looks were only average. Beneath her almond-shaped eyes were full, round lips, and she wore a high-necked cheongsam of purple satin, the collar tightly closed. But the cheongsam had a heart-shaped opening at the chest, revealing a captivating cleavage. On either side of the deep cleavage were plump, white breasts, almost half of which were exposed.

The hem of the cheongsam was pitifully short, barely covering the top of her legs. With a slight bend of her legs, a hint of rosy skin could be revealed. Her long, plump thighs were wrapped in ultra-thin black stockings, and she wore transparent high-heeled sandals. As the young boy's gaze swept over her legs and feet, her toes, encased in black stockings, slowly twitched, her toes curling up and then tightening, just like the way a woman would writhe in unbearable pleasure when being fucked by a man.

Seeing the boy staring intently at her legs, his Adam's apple bobbing, the woman curled her lips into a smug smile. Before he could even call her number, she exaggeratedly swayed her hips, strutting over to him and plopping down next to him. One thigh crossed over the other, and she gently stroked it with her hand, asking in a slightly husky, seductive voice, "Handsome, what's your name?"

The seasoned veteran, Old Zhu, chose a girl who looked extremely young. She wore a tight-fitting royal blue tank top, revealing a small, delicate navel adorned with a glittering metal ornament.

Her nipples were clearly erect, creating two alluring shapes on her tank top. Her firm, taut buttocks sat sideways on the old man's lap, the short royal blue skirt barely covering her fair buttocks, and the golden thong clinging to her buttocks could be vaguely seen from behind.

Old Zhu, while stroking his thigh beneath the blue fishnet stockings, asked the girl's name, "My name is Li'er."

The girl giggled, resting her head on the shoulder of this man who could be her father, whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

After Xiao Li had finished choosing, Lu Zhiyuan knew it was his turn. Actually, his purpose in coming today was just to find an excuse to get drunk; he had no desire to find a woman. These past few days, no matter what he tried—busy work or reminiscing about the past—he couldn't quell the ever-burning, surging anger within him.

He knew that if he didn't vent his anger, the day it erupted, someone would be burned by this flame, and no matter who was burned, he would be innocent in this matter.

But he didn't want to deliberately drown his sorrows in alcohol. His pride told him that doing so would mean he had lost, that he cared, that his last shred of dignity would be shattered. He knew this thought was ridiculous, even childishly petulant, but it was irresistible, like instinct driving you to eat and sleep.

Lu Zhiyuan's gaze swept over the girls waiting to be selected again. To be honest, there weren't any ugly girls here; in fact, most were quite attractive. Ma Jianwen wouldn't disrespect him, and he had never skimped on his social expenses, so every girl Ma arranged was someone a group of men would chase after outside. Below the fifth floor, there wouldn't be any girls of that caliber.

He was a man with desires, and after seeing so many beauties, he wasn't a saint, much less a paragon of virtue. Yet, the scenes that kept flashing through his mind always gave him unpleasant associations, and even the women's alluring gazes made him feel greasy.

At this moment, Lu Zhiyuan noticed a girl at the edge of the crowd wearing a black off-the-shoulder dress. Her slender collarbones protruded from her chiseled shoulders, and her fingers, painted with blue nail polish, were crossed over her waist. She tilted her head back, glancing somewhat indifferently at the men sitting on the sofa. Although she wore a professional smile, her eyes lacked the seductive allure of the others. She even yawned furiously.

"Number 18, I guess,"

Lu Zhiyuan called out, feeling that this girl at least didn't have that greasy vibe.

The girl who was chosen was initially taken aback. She hadn't expected to be selected by Lu Zhiyuan. After a few seconds of stunned silence, she walked over with a smile and sat down next to him.

She brushed her shoulder-length hair aside with her slender fingers, took a pack of cigarettes from the tray on the thick glass coffee table, deftly picked one out with her two pointed fingertips, lit it with a lighter, and placed it to her brightly colored lips.

After taking a deep drag, a satisfied, intoxicated expression appeared on her face.

As she exhaled a thin wisp of smoke, a rich, sweet plum aroma filled the surrounding air.

Lu Zhiyuan frowned slightly. This somewhat cloying scent was the smell of a soft drug, often used in entertainment venues; Lu Zhiyuan never touched such things.

Through the hazy smoke, he looked at the girl's somewhat pale face. She shouldn't be very old, but the thick foundation and flamboyant eyeshadow made her look older than her actual age, and the glamorous makeup concealed her somewhat haggard appearance.

Lu Zhiyuan had seen many girls like this; they overdraw their youth to get what they wanted. Everyone has their own reasons for living, and Lu Zhiyuan didn't want to think about it too much—it was pointless. But this girl today was even more pitiful than the others he had seen. Beneath the heavy makeup, her eyes were almond-shaped, her nose delicate, and a beautiful face could still be vaguely discerned.

"What's your name?"

Lu Zhiyuan asked, putting his arm around the girl's shoulder.

"Xiao Wei, where's the boss?"

the girl asked obediently, leaning against the man.

Lu Zhiyuan casually replied, "My surname is Lu."

As he answered, his attention was already drawn to the scene before him. From his angle, he could just glimpse a pair of delicate, erect breasts through the gap in the girl's collar. Though not large, their rounded lines and full hemispheres tempted him to reach in and grab them.

Xiao Wei noticed his downward glance, a slight smile playing on her lips as she playfully dodged away. She bent down, picked up a small bottle of Corona dry beer from the coffee table, took a slow sip, and, her lips frothing slightly, held up the bottle, saying, "Alright, I'll toast Mr. Lu." Her

soft, slightly deep voice, carrying the aroma of beer, reached Lu Zhiyuan's face. Lu Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh, took the bottle, and, seeing the girl's provocative expression, brought it to his lips on the lipstick mark she had just left, downing it in one gulp.

Just then, Old Zhu's slightly drunken, boisterous singing rang out from the side, "Little sister, you sit in the bow of the boat, brother walks on the shore, our love sways gently on the tow rope."

Since they were at a karaoke bar, they had to sing. Lu Zhiyuan turned around and saw Old Zhu holding the microphone, belting out a song in his hoarse voice. His other hand wasn't idle either, reaching around the girl's waist and under her arm to knead her firm breasts.

The little girl in his arms, Li'er, giggled and puffed out her chest in response, holding another microphone and singing sweetly, "Little sister, I sit in the bow of the boat, brother walks on the shore, our love sways gently on the tow rope, sway gently."

"Good, good, good!"

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a few songs and a few bottles of wine, the contact between men and women gradually evolved from simple hugs to deeper interactions. Communication between men decreased, while communication between men and women became more intimate.

The heavily made-up madam changed the music at some point and called in several well-built girls to perform a hot dance. The songs requested in the karaoke room turned into loud disco, making the atmosphere of the party even more boisterous. All the main lights in the room were turned off, leaving only small, colorful lights flickering along the edge of the ceiling. This business room was just the right size to make a small dance floor. Four people sat on a large, high-end leather sofa, facing a large projection screen placed against the opposite wall.

The platform was only about a foot high, with black speakers, each taller than a person, placed on either side. On the rear-projection screen, several blonde, blue-eyed foreign women swayed their ample breasts and hips on the beach to energetic rock music. The light shining from outside the screen flickered, casting the girls' figures on the blue carpet. They

constantly twisted their bodies and necks, occasionally performing difficult moves like backbends and splits. While not as voluptuous as the women on the screen, their agile movements proved they were professionally trained. However, for the men who were used to such places, watching these swaying bodies wasn't as exciting as fondling the girls next to them.

Even when the pole dancers were invited to go down and act as rubbed pillars, no one was interested.

At this moment, Li'er, the little girl in Zhu Tao's arms, turned her head and called out, "Sister Wei, why don't you go up and dance a bit, let the bosses see what we've got?"

"Yes, didn't you bewitch Young Master Jin last time? Dance again!"

Du Yan, standing next to Sun Sheng, echoed with a charming smile, wiping the wine foam from the corner of Sun Sheng's mouth with her finger, then slowly sucking on her fingertip, which led to another passionate kiss between Sun Sheng and her.

Hearing their praise, Lu Zhiyuan looked at the girl beside him, raised an eyebrow slightly, and asked, "You have this skill?"

Xiao Wei glanced at the two women who had pushed her onto the stage, smiled at Lu Zhiyuan, and said, "If Boss Lu wants to see, I'll go and make a fool of myself."

With that, she got up and walked towards the empty space in the middle.

The three girls who were dancing on the stage moved aside slightly when they saw her coming, but the three girls in the middle danced even more intensely, their dyed golden hair flying left and right in the air, and some even took off their tops and bras and waved them in their hands, the competition was obvious.

Unlike the three girls' frenzied dancing, Xiao Wei, upon reaching the center, didn't rush into a high-energy dance. Instead, she gathered her hands above her head, wrists touching, and began to spin gracefully, twisting her waist and swaying her hips

, her legs moving in a serpentine motion. This immediately drew the attention of the men below. Unlike the energetic, high-energy dance, this slow dance lacked fiery movements, yet possessed a captivating rhythm, exuding a bewitching yet incredibly harmonious and beautiful quality. From the rotation of her wrists to the swaying of her waist, and even the delicate movement of her legs, every line of her body was displayed to the men's eyes with the rhythm of her movements. Although her clothes obscured her form, her physical vitality seemed completely nakedly revealed; every inch of her body appeared alive. Her naked, delicate form, displayed with trembling movements, automatically formed in the men's minds.

In comparison, the three girls' frenzied dancing was nothing more than mechanical swaying. Xiao Wei's dance rhythm seemed to create waves of flesh rising from her body, one after another, from the bending and stretching of her fingers to the swaying of her shoulders, from the swaying of her waist to the rising and falling of her toes. The aura stirred by these waves seemed to transcend the boundaries of space, reaching the bodies of several onlookers, giving them a sensation as if the swaying was about to brush against them. The

sensual waves rippled in waves, and slowly Xiao Wei lowered her hands from her head, one hand moving from her face to her chest, rising and falling with the waves in a slow yet sensual rhythm, the other hand behind her head, pressing down on the flowing strands of hair, as if she were intoxicated by the dance.

Her arms were like duckweed on the sea, moving and rising rhythmically with her body like the waves. Her two beautiful legs were long, white, and full of resilience. Before Lu Zhiyuan could even properly admire her, she stood on tiptoe and began to spin, slowly but quickly.

Because her back was to the brightly lit screen, it was difficult to clearly see Xiao Wei's exposed skin. However, as she spun, the light filtered from the side clearly revealed an alluring scene from her side. The edge of her buttocks resembled the thinnest crescent moon, with perfect lines and a full, plump feel. The entire buttocks looked like a full, round moon, firm and powerful. The

fluttering skirt was like a lotus leaf floating on water. Whenever the water rippled, it revealed the crescent-shaped curve of her buttocks. The plump, white flesh of her buttocks flashed past the hem of the skirt, a fleeting glimpse that was breathtaking before disappearing into the falling skirt, leaving one sighing with regret and arousing in men the urge to pounce and tear off that unsightly skirt.

When she spun at her fastest speed, she suddenly rose completely onto her tiptoes, as if she were on ice, and slid her legs apart to the sides, performing a perfect split on the ground. With her hands behind her neck and her back arched, her high, firm breasts became the highest point of her body, swaying slightly in the light behind her. Although the two mounds of snowy flesh were still encased in her dress, they seemed ready to burst out, giving off a seductive allure, making one want to peel them open and grasp the tantalizing trembling within.

"Clap clap clap."

Several men clapped their hands together. Zhu Tao stared intently as Xiao Wei got up from the ground and walked step by step toward Lu Zhiyuan, a look of regret on his face. His younger sister, Li'er, pinched his waist before he chuckled and turned away.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at Xiao Wei as she approached and handed her an opened bottle of Corona. Xiao Wei tossed her hair, smiled sweetly, and took it, but then plopped down on the man's lap, tilting her head back to pour the cold beer into her mouth, a chill running down her spine.

Lu Zhiyuan felt a wave of heat wash over him. The girl's thighs, especially her round, plump buttocks, pressed against his legs. The post-dance heat seeped through the thin fabric onto his skin, reaching between his legs. Large beads of sweat rolled down Xiao Wei's fair neck and collarbone, the warm scent of her sweat mingling with the fragrance of perfume, surrounding Lu Zhiyuan.

He looked at her sweat-soaked chest, her firm breasts rising and falling with her rapid breathing, beads of sweat sliding into her tightly cleaved breasts, the slightly exposed, alluring flesh tempting Lu Zhiyuan to pinch them .

"Ah,"

Xiao Wei exclaimed as if startled, her hands clutching the man's head, pressing him against her firm breasts.

In an instant, the girl's intoxicating sweetness traveled from his fingertips to all his senses. His cheek felt the soft touch of her breasts through the sweat-scented fabric. Just as his fingers reached for the off-shoulder neckline, intending to tear the damned fabric off, Lu Zhiyuan's phone suddenly rang.

He pulled away from the girl's chest with some annoyance, took the phone out of his pocket, glanced at it, put an arm around the girl's slender waist, lifted her from his lap onto the sofa, and stood up, still holding the ringing phone, heading towards the door. Xiao Wei watched the man's retreating figure with slight surprise. She was astonished that a man could put her down at this moment; many men would have smashed their phones and torn her clothes.

Stepping out of the room, at the corner of the building, Lu Zhiyuan took a deep breath, calming his agitated emotions, before pressing the answer button. "Hello, Secretary Li? This is Lu Zhiyuan."

He knew that Li Ying wouldn't call so late unless there was a reason.

"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

A gentle apology came from the other end of the phone.

"It's alright, I'm entertaining Old Zhu and the others from Beishan. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Lu Zhiyuan asked.

"Master Li is in the hospital, and I'm helping with the paperwork right now,"

Li Ying said calmly.

"Oh? What's the reason?"

the man asked.

"The same old problem, lung issue, just like last time."

"Don't take it lightly. Let him stay in the hospital for a few days. Any medical insurance shortfall will be covered by the company account."

Lu Zhiyuan paused, thought for a moment, and continued, "Notify his apprentices to take turns caring for their master; their wages will be full attendance bonuses."

"I understand, Mr. Lu. And..."

Li Ying hesitated for a moment.

"What else is there?"

Lu Zhiyuan smiled.

"It's that Executive Director Park; he's come again to request delivery."

Li Ying said with some difficulty.

"Oh?"

Lu Zhiyuan frowned slightly, chuckled coldly, and said, "No. No money, no goods. They messed up the last payment. I don't want any rotten wood or iron ore. They have to give me something they can spend—US dollars, euros, RMB, or even pounds."

"I understand, Mr. Lu."

"Thank you for your hard work. Get some rest after you're done."

After arranging things, Lu Zhiyuan turned and walked back to the private room. Opening the door, he found the room had changed again. The door to the small room with the bed hadn't been closed yet. The voluptuous Du Yan was lying on the bed, Sun Sheng's hands tightly holding her thighs, which were resting on his shoulders, kneading them forcefully as if trying to meld them into his body. His mouth was pressed against her thighs, kissing and biting.

Several rips had been torn in the ultra-thin black stockings, revealing her fair skin. Young Master Sun stuck out his tongue and licked the exposed white flesh like a lecherous dog. His stockings and thighs were covered with glistening saliva, which shimmered in the dim light. Du Yan made sticky, long sounds in response, as if she could hardly bear it. "Mmm...I can't take it anymore, mmm..."

Old Zhu was no longer in his original spot; only a curled-up blue thong remained on the sofa. From the closed bathroom, the sounds of flesh colliding and Li'er's still somewhat childish moans could be heard, "Ah...ah...ah...fuck me to death, fuck me to death, Daddy, fuck me to death..."

Little Li had long since disappeared with the beauty he had chosen. Lu Zhiyuan walked into the room, watching and listening to all this, a surge of alcohol rising in his chest. Thinking of his conversation with Li Ying earlier, he suddenly felt a strange sense of nausea and annoyance. Looking at Xiao Wei, who was smoking a cigarette with relish, he grabbed the necks of two Corona bottles, held them up to the girl, and said, "Come on, have another drink with me."

On the first floor of this entertainment center, in a private room for 20 people, a dozen college students were also singing and shouting. Today was Sun Juan's birthday, a student in the Chinese Department of Dongdu University. She had invited some familiar classmates to hold her birthday party in this expensive place.

She was wearing a high-end blue chiffon slip dress, a pink LV bag beside her left.

She was nestled happily in the arms of a tall, handsome man, whispering sweetly in his ear, their words muffled by the music. The man, while attending to her, was also scanning the girls sitting around him with his captivating eyes.

Sun Juan was ecstatic today, even happier than when she first bought her authentic LV bag in Hong Kong. Her tall, handsome boyfriend and the scene at her birthday party made her feel like a princess in a fairytale. This handsome guy, Li Gang, from Dongdu University of Physical Education, had been introduced to her by a senior from her hometown. She was immediately captivated by his mesmerizing eyes, and the expensive shirt, tailored trousers, and designer phone in his pocket were all things she had bought him last week.

Sun Juan entered Dongdu University with a full scholarship. As a national-level poverty-stricken county in Northwest China, Jin'an has two free scholarships for Dongdu University every year, and as the daughter of the county magistrate, she naturally took one of them.

Born in the remote Northwest, her biggest fear was being looked down upon by the metropolitan girls around her. So, she dressed herself in the latest high-end fashion every day, and this time she spent a fortune, renting this place that cost several hundred yuan an hour for her birthday party.

The coffee table in the private room was piled high with expensive juices and drinks, and the snacks that girls love were piled up like small mountains.

"Okay, I'm done singing,"

a girl with curly hair shouted excitedly, flashing a celebrity V-sign, "Now only you guys in 503 haven't sung yet! 503, one more! 503, one more!"

Among the beauties in room 503 sitting in the corner, Chen Xinxin on the left was busy devouring a plate of sweet cantaloupe, her small hands covered in sweet juice. Lu Siyun in the middle seemed lost in thought, looking preoccupied. After drinking two bottles of Corona, Wang Chunxing, her face flushed, suddenly stood up and said with a touch of bravado, "I'll do it."

Amidst applause and playful laughter, she took the microphone, searched the song selection screen a few times, and waited for the music to begin.

The large screen dimmed, slowly revealing a faintly lit scene, and a music video for a song titled "Compensation" appeared. As the accompaniment started, her eyes were glazed over, whether from drunkenness or from being immersed in the melody, it was unclear.

"All that's left is a stubborn mouth, eyes that can't hold on, I don't even want to tell a lie, to hide it from you, what good is suffering all this grievance, what good is crying, the result is the same, I'm hurt by you."

Her deep, soft voice was incredibly penetrating, quickly spreading through the darkness of the room. The girls' happy laughter quieted down; no one would have guessed that this usually tomboyish, cool girl possessed such a beautiful, gentle voice.

"Why force it again and again? The more you expect, the more disappointed you become. Why think of you? I just wanted you by my side."

Wang Chunxing didn't notice everyone's reaction. The alcohol in the Corona flowed through her body, giving her singing a slightly intoxicating quality that gradually filled the dark air. It immersed those around her in the winding melody, while she herself was immersed in a sea of memories.

She grew up in a family that many envied. Her father was a university professor, and her mother was a former movie star who retired from acting after marriage to become a full-time housewife. But she knew that this had nothing to do with her. She wasn't their biological child; she didn't have their excellent bloodline. She was just a wild child they adopted from an orphanage, unwanted by anyone.

The years she spent growing up in the orphanage taught her resilience and self-respect. When she was little, many children in the yard would mock her as a motherless wild child during play. Apart from chasing and hitting them, she always seemed indifferent, only secretly shedding tears when no one was around. She used to protect herself with these things; beneath her tomboyish exterior lay a girl's delicate and fragile heart, one she had never revealed to anyone.

"Falling hurts makes you grow, it's such a common saying, better to just lose it all at once,"

she sang a long aria, her eyes beginning to well up with tears. Through her tears, she seemed to see a little girl covered in mud, with a tall, thin boy in front of her, waving a willow branch, scattering the children in their wake.

That was her brother Zhou Ming, someone who would protect her, care for her, and wipe away her tears.

She blinked hard, took a deep breath as the rhythm rose, and sang the following lyrics from the bottom of her heart: "You never cared about me, you never paid attention to what I thought, if loving you was always just wishful thinking, I admit I've already gone mad."

The precocious girl had long ago decided to become that brother's bride, but she didn't know if she still had the chance, if she had the chance to defeat that seemingly invincible enemy.

The lingering melody began to fade, the song's climax had passed, and the ending was inevitable. Wang Chunxing gripped the microphone tightly, forcefully squeezing out the tears in her eyes, refusing to let them fall.

With the surging breath in her chest, she sang the final lyrics displayed on the screen: "Forgive me for no longer being strong, please believe that this is not what I wanted. If I have truly made you a little depressed, what can I offer as compensation? If I have truly made you a little depressed, I will compensate with my dignity."

"Clap clap clap,"

a few seconds after she finished singing, the girls below finally applauded, all amazed that this tomboyish girl could sing such a tender and moving song.

"It sounds so good,"

Chen Xinxin said, handing over an unopened bottle of Gatorade, her expression tinged with envy. "How come I didn't know you had this special ability before?"

Wang Chunxing just smiled, not daring to look at Lu Siyun, who was also staring at her. She sat quietly on the sofa, lost in thought, her mind a jumble of images from her earlier memories—Lu Siyun's, Zhou Ming's, and her own.

Song after song played. Li Gang had scanned the room more than once, his eyes filled with high-quality girls from Dongdu's most prestigious university. Compared to the rotten peaches he'd previously dated at the business school, these were the freshest fruits.

Dongdu's best university was Dongda, and its best department was Chinese Literature. Not only were there countless beauties, but most were also from wealthy families. Being able to hook up with them would be incredibly prestigious, and it would save him thirty years of hard work. Li Gang, originally just an ordinary sports university student, never dared to dream of getting his hands on any of these beauties. But good fortune is unstoppable. A friend who had already hooked up with a top girl from Dongda University introduced him to this girl who seemed only average-looking.

Even though she was just average, the reputation of being a top Dongda beauty still made this womanizer very happy. After all, for men, what they can't have is always the best. However, after only a week, he started to get bored.

This girl, in terms of both looks and figure, was far inferior to the girls he'd been with before.

Those designer brands on her looked like peacock feathers on a chicken—completely mismatched. But considering this girl had a decent amount of money and he didn't have any new targets yet, he decided to play along for a while longer.

Of course, with his "lofty ambitions," he wouldn't forget to look for new prey. How could he slack off at all, having vowed to conquer a hundred girls during his four years of university?

This small party provided Li Gang with an excellent opportunity. A large group of beautiful girls from the Chinese Literature Department were gathered here. Apart from a few with their protectors, the rest seemed like potential targets.

The girl who sang earlier was pretty good. Although her style was a bit androgynous, she had a great figure. Those long legs would definitely be strong enough to wrap around his waist, and she also had a beautiful voice. Her moans must be incredibly seductive.

After scanning the room several times, he couldn't help but fix his gaze on the girl in the corner. A white sleeveless halter dress clung to her slender body, and even in the dim light of the private room, the skin on her arms looked fair and alluring. Her long black hair was neatly combed down her back, creating a striking contrast with her snow-white skin.

No wonder she was known as the school beauty; unlike the other playful girls, she was refined and elegant. Sitting in the far corner, she was like a lily on a high mountain, giving off a sense of tranquility. Even among a hundred flowers, she was captivating.

And on this pure lily's slender waist, a pair of high, round breasts stood out, stretching the halter dress taut. Li Gang couldn't help but swallow again, his Adam's apple bobbing as he secretly wondered what it would feel like to hold those two white breasts in his hands.

Seeing how tightly her legs were pressed together, she was definitely a virgin.

"If I could get the first taste of her, it would be better than being a god. It's incomparable."

While comparing himself to Sun Juan beside him, he plotted and fantasized about how to pluck this most beautiful and tender flower from Dongda University.

Sitting in the corner, Siyun was completely unaware that the pair of wolfish eyes in front of her had been watching her more than once. She hadn't wanted to join the fun, but her roommate Xinxin had repeatedly urged and pleaded with her to come along.

Her mind was a mess. As clever as Siyun was, she couldn't possibly miss the meaning behind Wang Chunxing's song. She could sense that Chunxing, who was meticulous in her work, wasn't as carefree as she seemed; like other girls, she had her own delicate thoughts. Siyun certainly didn't want to be the bad guy, but she couldn't think of a way to completely sever her infatuation with Zhou Ming.

What worried her even more was the situation at home. Her mother was unconscious, and her father, who always loved her mother, rarely visited her in the hospital. Even the few times he did visit, his attitude was perfunctory. Was her father going to abandon her mother? This thought kept creeping into Siyun's mind. Surely her loving father wouldn't be so heartless?

Or had he found someone else? Honestly, facing a woman who might wake up any day, a man's infidelity is understandable, Siyun tried to convince herself with this rational thought. But deep down, she couldn't accept the destruction of her perfect family. Compared to the blurry figure of her biological father, Lu Zhiyuan was now her true father.

What if Dad really does something to betray Mom? She asked herself this question more than once.

The university students' party continued, filled with singing and laughter. Amidst this joyous atmosphere, a few quiet individuals were lost in their own thoughts.

At midnight, the girls' party showed no signs of stopping. Several wild girls suggested singing until morning, a suggestion immediately gaining more support. This group of girls in their early twenties seemed poised to party all night.

Lu Siyun couldn't keep going any longer. Lacking energy and suffering from poor sleep, she had no energy left to join the girls' revelry. When she mentioned going back, Chen Xinxin immediately dissuaded her, "Siyun, it's already very late, the school has been locked up for a long time, you can't get in."

"It's okay,"

Lu Siyun gave a tired smile, "I don't need to go back to school, I can go home."

"But your home is so far away, why don't you sleep at my place tonight? My home is in Linjiang District. Chunxing can come too."

Xinxin was still worried and pulled Wang Chunxing along to persuade her.

"No need, I'm not comfortable in other people's beds."

Siyun replied half-jokingly, then said goodbye to a few classmates, got up, opened the door, and walked out of the private room.

When she arrived at the gate, she found that things were not as simple as she had imagined. The sky, which had only a few clouds at sunset, was now pitch black, and the rain was pouring down like a torrential downpour. In the torrential rain, there were occasional frightening rumbles of thunder. The bright streetlights shrank into small orange halos in the rain, and only the dazzling white lightning could instantly illuminate everything between heaven and earth.

The once-neat streets had transformed into shallow canals. At the street corners, barely illuminated by the streetlights, the turbid currents created waves that shimmered with an orange glow, and the drains were riddled with rapidly spinning whirlpools of varying sizes. Even standing at the entrance of the entertainment complex, one could feel the oppressive dampness. The sudden downpour not only dispelled the summer night's heat but also brought a chill.

Lu Siyun shivered involuntarily. What was she going to do? How was she going to get home in this downpour? She was at a loss. Even with rain gear, she would get soaked in this weather, especially since she hadn't prepared anything. Perhaps she should go back and ask them what to do; Siyun didn't want to become a drowned rat in

the rain. Just as she turned around, she suddenly saw Lu Zhiyuan appear at the corner of the corridor. He looked like he had drunk a lot; his hair was disheveled, his face was flushed, his white shirt was wrinkled, and his red and black checkered tie was askew.

He had his arm draped over a waiter's shoulder and was swaying towards the door.

"Dad, are you alright?"

Lu Siyun rushed over. In her eyes, her father had never looked this bad. The image Lu Zhiyuan presented to his daughters was at most one of exhaustion after a long day at work or grime from a trip to the farmers' market. He had never appeared so disheveled. His once vibrant eyes were now dull and lifeless, filled with the murky confusion of drunkenness.

"Hmm?"

Hearing the familiar voice beside him, Lu Zhiyuan strained to see, and after a few seconds, finally recognized the beautiful young woman before him as his proud eldest daughter. Lu Zhiyuan, his voice slurred with drunkenness, said, "I'm fine. What are you doing here?"

"I came to sing karaoke with my classmates,"

Lu Siyun replied simply. As they spoke, Lu Zhiyuan had already reached the door. He glanced at the impenetrable rain outside, nonchalantly waved his arm, which was draped with his suit jacket, and said, "Alright, let's go home."

With the help of the waiter, they finally hailed a taxi. As they got in, Lu Zhiyuan tried to hold up his suit jacket to shield his daughter from the rain, but he nearly fell due to his unsteady balance on the slippery road. The father and daughter, who had barely made it into the car, were already soaked to the bone.

Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Lu Zhiyuan felt his heart pounding. He didn't know how much he had drunk tonight; it was probably the most he had ever drunk in his life. Towards the end, all he could think of was reaching for a cigarette on the coffee table. His hand brushed against it twice, only to be lit by the girl named Xiaowei, who then offered it to him.

He leaned back in his seat, feeling dizzy and nauseous. After the car started moving, the windows quickly fogged up, and all that could be heard outside were the crackling of water and the occasional rumble of thunder.

Lu Zhiyuan had wanted to check on his daughter, but the churning sensation in his stomach overwhelmed him. He finally reached his doorstep, only to find himself too weak to even stand. Driven by his indomitable spirit, he struggled to step out of the car.

The rain continued to pour outside, the downpour lashing at the father and daughter. Lu Siyun laboriously supported half of her father's body on her shoulder, the two using their hands to shield their heads from the rain with their suit jacket, staggering as they ran to their house.

The wind was strong, the rain heavy; the canna lilies in the roadside flowerbeds were battered and bent, and even the white lilies of the valley sheltering beneath them were swaying precariously in the large raindrops.

After struggling with the awkward door lock for several minutes, they finally reached their home. Before even turning on the lights, Lu Zhiyuan pushed aside Lu Siyun's support and staggered towards the bedroom on the second floor. Siyun hurriedly followed, leaving a trail of wet footprints on the pale yellow wooden floor in the dark corridor.

"Ugh..."

Lu Zhiyuan vomited violently by the toilet in the bedroom, until even the bile in his throat was gone, before struggling to get up and walk back to the bedroom.

Raindrops pattered against the windowpane, and the streetlights outside barely pierced the dim glass, sending a sliver of light into the room. Compared to outside, the unlit room felt hot and stuffy.

In the dark room, he pulled up a chair in front of the dressing table and plopped down. Instead of feeling better from vomiting, a wave of dizziness surged from deep within him, accompanied by a strange excitement and restlessness. "

Looks like there was a lot in that cigarette," he thought with a wry smile. Just then, a towel appeared out of nowhere, and two small hands carefully dried his soaked hair. Lu Zhiyuan slowly raised his head. Through his slightly blurred vision, the delicate face before him and another beautiful face looked remarkably alike.

He rubbed his eyes to shake off the annoying blurriness, and finally, he could see clearly. His daughter's plain sleeveless sundress was soaked through and clung to her thin body. Her long black hair was wet and matted together, with water droplets still dripping from her forehead.

Around her neck was a string of smooth pearls, so familiar and repulsive to Lu Zhiyuan.

"Alright, hurry up and tidy it up, and don't keep wearing that thing around,"

Lu Zhiyuan said curtly. From the moment he saw the necklace, he felt a restless unease rising in his chest.

"But, this is Mom's necklace, and you bought it for her yourself!"

Lu Siyun was puzzled by her father's words. She didn't leave, remaining standing there, vaguely sensing something was amiss.

The surging restlessness continued to expand, filling every inch of his chest and surging outwards. "I said throw it away, and that's it. Also, don't mention that woman,"

he roared uncontrollably in a low voice.

Lu Siyun should have noticed her father's unprecedented emotions, but his attitude towards her mother, and the doubts buried deep in her heart these past few days, prevented her from considering the matter seriously. "Dad, how could you say that to Mom? You two are a loving couple!"

A rumble of thunder echoed outside the window, and the rain seemed to intensify.

Couple? The turmoil in Lu Zhiyuan's chest instantly ignited like flammable oil, his eyes flashing with fury. "That woman is nothing."

He spat out each word harshly, then staggered to his feet, grabbed the pearl necklace around Siyun's neck, and ripped it off forcefully.

Siyun was completely bewildered by her father's sudden action. "How could you say that to Mom? Even if she's like this now, she's still Mom! Do you want to abandon her?"

Ignoring the burning pain in her neck, the girl loudly questioned Lu Zhiyuan.

Lu Zhiyuan's flushed face turned ashen. He felt that even his beloved daughter of ten years was betraying him, siding with that woman. It was all a lie, a complete sham. They wouldn't care about him. A cruel, bitter smile crept across his lips, and the flammable oil in his chest ignited, instantly transforming into a raging fire of anger. “They’re all ungrateful women!”

he shouted, raising the white beaded necklace in his hand as if to smash it to the ground.

Lu Siyun couldn’t see her father’s expression clearly, but she saw him smirk and about to throw the necklace away. Without thinking, she rushed forward and grabbed Lu Zhiyuan’s arm, shouting, “No!”

The father and daughter wrestled together. Lu Zhiyuan was much stronger than Siyun, but due to his intoxication, he couldn’t muster any strength. For Siyun, this force was too much for her to handle, and the two staggered and fell behind her.

With a thud, the father and daughter both fell onto the large bed in the bedroom. Fortunately, at the last moment, he dropped the necklace and used his elbow to brace himself, preventing his frail daughter from being crushed.

Lu Zhiyuan and Lu Siyun's bodies were pressed tightly together. The man's heat continuously seeped through the thin fabric to the girl's body, and an unusual protrusion slowly swelled, pressing against her tightly closed legs. This made Siyun feel incredibly embarrassed and ashamed. She tried to scoot away from under her father to escape this shameful situation.

Lu Siyun didn't notice the increasingly strange expression on Lu Zhiyuan's face. The heavy drinking had prevented him from achieving his masculine prowess in front of Xiaowei. After vomiting up the stagnant wine, his drunkenness subsided slightly, but his lower body was now as hard as steel.

His burning penis was painfully swollen, yet enveloped by the cool sensation coming from below, it became incredibly comfortable. Through the soaked fabric, he could clearly feel the pleasurable sensation emanating from the girl's body beneath him—soft and cool—which slowly calmed his restless anger, yet also ignited his desire for further contact.

Beneath the rain-soaked gauze dress and underwear, the shape of the girl's full breasts was clearly visible. Looking down, the fabric clung tightly to her body, outlining two perfect semi-circles. A faint, sweet fragrance, carrying the cool moisture, wafted over, refreshing yet arousing a surge of heat within him. In the dim light, the fair skin at the neckline and the alluring collarbone silently teased Lu Zhiyuan's senses.

A voice suddenly rang in his mind, "Go for it, are you even a man? Don't you want it?"

Lu Zhiyuan was somewhat bewildered by this thought.

Another voice in his mind immediately retorted, "How could I? That's my own daughter, are you crazy?"

The first voice mocked in Lu Zhiyuan's trying-to-calm mind, "Daughter? Hmph, we don't even know whose she is yet. She's definitely not yours, and she never will be. What just happened proves it. She'll oppose you for that woman, and she'll oppose you for anyone else."

Lu Zhiyuan began to try to sit up, wanting to escape the physical contact and gain some breathing space.

Just then, Siyun was also moving away, her body slowly brushing against the man's sensitive nerves. Her flat stomach slid over his belly, and the bulge in his genitals pressed against her slightly protruding mound through several layers of fabric, gently brushing against the tip of Lu Zhiyuan's penis. The tip, which had been painfully pressed against his pants, suddenly felt like it was being electrocuted.

The alcohol, the hallucinations, and the pent-up emotions of the past few days, all transformed into a surging tide of desire in that instant, bursting forth uncontrollably. He suddenly grabbed the neckline of the girl's tank top and pulled it down forcefully. Two beautiful hemispheres, covered by a cotton bra, were instantly revealed before his eyes. In the dim light from the window, the exposed flesh was so white and alluring.

“Yes, that’s it,”

the voice encouraged loudly, “Otherwise, one day she will leave you too.”

When her skirt was pulled down from her shoulders, revealing her almost naked upper body, Siyun, who had never been intimate with a man before, was terrified. She stared at the man before her in horror, unable to believe that this was the father she had admired since childhood, the one who doted on her.

When her gaze met his reddened eyes, she instinctively realized what he was about to do next. She raised her arms, desperately pushing him away with her small hands, even pounding on Lu Zhiyuan’s strong chest and shoulders, hoping to escape this horrible thing.

The girl’s flailing arms prevented Lu Zhiyuan from untying the cotton bra cups in front of him, so he pulled the loosened tie from the collar, held down the girl’s two flailing arms with one large hand, and firmly tied them with the red and black checkered tie that Siyun had bought herself, attaching it to the wooden frame at the head of the bed.

Then, freeing his hands, he easily removed his daughter’s plain underwear. Immediately, a pair of full, round breasts sprang forth. It was hard to imagine that such a slender girl could have such high, rounded peaks, almost too large for Lu Zhiyuan to grasp in one hand.

The two small nipples were as tiny as beans, and in the dim light streaming in from the window, the faint areolas were barely visible. Lu Zhiyuan held them in his hands, the cool skin feeling incredibly soft to the touch. He pinched them with his fingers, finding them soft yet supple, like a comfortingly full water bag nestled in his warm palms.

His breathing became more rapid. He leaned down, burying his head between the breasts, greedily licking the delicate cleavage with his large mouth, then using both hands to squeeze the smooth flesh towards the center, allowing his lips to savor the virgin's milky fragrance from both sides.

Feeling her breasts, which had never been touched before, being licked stickily by her father's lips and tongue, Lu Siyun felt a fear of being violated by a man and an even more terrifying premonition of incest. She frantically shook her bound arms, making the wooden bed frame creak loudly.

Her two pink nipples, already erect from the heat of the man's mouth, slid like two hard pebbles in Lu Zhiyuan's palms. Her tender breasts, however, became even softer, squeezed into various lewd shapes by his large hands. This sensation of extreme hardness and softness, accompanied by the sweet smell of milk, changed constantly in Lu Zhiyuan's mouth and hands.

Mere contact at the chest was no longer enough to satisfy Lu Zhiyuan's desires. He slowly backed away, his hands carefully peeling the wet sundress off Siyun's fair body, revealing her delicate and alluring skin.

He then used his lips and teeth to taste downwards, from her flat, easily grasped abdomen to her delicate and lovely navel, leaving no spot untouched. Finally, he cupped his daughter's two pert, round buttocks with both hands and pulled her closer to him. The tie tied at the head of the bed tightened instantly, and Siyun, in pain, unconsciously relaxed her tightly closed legs. The girl's most precious private parts, separated only by a thin pair of panties, were presented to Lu Zhiyuan.

The cotton panties were already soaked, the thin fabric clinging to the girl's lower body, outlining the shape of her genitals, slightly protruding like a shallow date mark, with a few strands of black hair shyly peeking out from the edge of the panties.

The man brought his nose close, smelling a faint, slightly sour scent in the moisture. He pressed his face against hers, savoring the unique touch with his facial muscles, a look of ecstasy on his face, as if he were holding a priceless treasure in his hands.

"Ah!"

Seeing Lu Zhiyuan's gaze fixed on her most private parts, feeling the hot breath from his nostrils almost scalding her petals, Lu Siyun's vocal cords, which had been forgotten in fear, regained their function. "Daddy, no, no! Ugh..."

Her cries immediately aroused Lu Zhiyuan's disgust. He casually pulled down the girl's panties and stuffed them into her mouth.

Then, he easily spread her still-wriggling legs, squeezed between them, bent down again, parted the soft pubic hair, and explored his daughter's most precious flower with the tip of his tongue.

He felt his hands trembling as he squeezed her buttocks. At this moment, he was as excited as a young boy, his rough tongue licking a red line with almost no gap, his lips tightly closed. Lu Zhiyuan licked it up and down a few times, gently separating the labia with his fingers. He pressed and kneaded a slightly protruding clitoris, causing the girl's body to tingle and tremble. The man triumphantly parted her tense labia, revealing a pale pink, thin, semi-circular membrane.

Seeing this symbol of purity, Lu Zhiyuan, completely controlled by desire, hurriedly took off his clothes, and his long-suppressed penis finally stood erect before him.

Watching her beloved father's actions, Siyun, already terrified, reached the peak of her fear. Tears streamed from her beautiful eyes as she sobbed and twisted her neck desperately, trying to resist her impending fate.

At this moment, Lu Siyun was completely naked, her hands bound above her head with a red and black checkered tie, her long legs spread apart at the man's waist, unable to move at all. The beautiful Dongda University campus belle was like a pretty butterfly, nailed to a specimen box, awaiting her unknown first time.

The heavy rain outside the window showed no sign of stopping, and blue lightning flashed across the night sky and rain mist, illuminating the sky and the earth, and also reflecting Lu Zhiyuan's somewhat distorted expression of excitement.

He completely ignored Siyun's cries, or rather, he didn't even notice them. Now, Lu Zhiyuan's lust was boiling, and this intense fire was concentrated on his long penis. He used his thick, large glans to push into his daughter's wet opening, rubbing back and forth a few times, after which the tight labia enveloped his glans tightly.

Lu Zhiyuan suddenly thrust his waist, forcefully pushing forward. After a moment of resistance in front of the tightly wrapped flesh, the pressure suddenly lessened a lot, and then countless tender vaginal muscles sucked up, densely wrapping around this thick intruder.

"Ah!"

A sharp, tearing pain caused Siyun to vomit, letting out a piercing scream. Her long legs sprang up, then wrapped around his waist, her body retreating as she tried to escape the terrible pain.

It was their first time together; her not-yet-fully-wet passage was unusually tight, and Siyun's virgin vagina was naturally narrow and tight, making Lu Zhiyuan's movements feel like grinding. Inch by inch, the layers of vaginal flesh tightly gripped his penis; the penis that had traveled through his mother's vagina for ten years found unprecedented pleasure within his daughter.

Lu Zhiyuan, of course, wouldn't let her escape. His two strong hands gripped the girl's concave waist, burying his penis deep inside Siyun.

Although it was their first time having sex, the woman's body instincts kicked in quickly. Moist fluid soon welled up from the walls of her vagina, a semi-transparent liquid tinged with bright red, seeping from around the penis tightly inserted into her tender opening. Drops of virgin blood splattered onto the damp sheets, like withered flower petals.

Lu Zhiyuan continued to thrust, enjoying this forbidden pleasure, while the intense pain quickly exhausted Lu Siyun, who had little strength left, and she was at his mercy.

Inside, the man's deep breathing and the girl's occasional cries of pain grew louder and louder.

Outside, the wind and rain continued, slanting raindrops creating ripples on the glass. The canna lilies in the flowerbed by the door trembled incessantly; the pure white lilies of the valley beneath them had completely withered in the downpour, leaving only white petals mixed with mud on the ground.

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