[Urban] The City of Lost Virginity (Complete) - Part 4

Chapter 10 Moral Bottom Line
Shang Rong opened his eyes to the sounds coming from the kitchen. Still half-asleep, he remembered there was a woman in the house. Just as he got up from the sofa, Zhang Yan poked her head in and said, "Wash up and have breakfast."
Shang Rong wondered if he was dreaming; how had he ended up living a family life again?
Zhang Yan watched Shang Rong eat the breakfast she had made, wondering what the difference was between this man and that man. What had she chosen that man and abandoned this one? Suddenly, a wave of resentment washed over her. Had God given her a choice? However, even just looking at how they ate breakfast, there was a huge difference. That man was always rushing around, never tasting the food, while this man seemed leisurely and composed, slowly savoring the exquisite breakfast she had prepared. If she were that breakfast, how had that man been hastily and eagerly devouring her all these years? Had he ever tasted her?
As Zhang Yan watched this man intently savoring his meal, a blush inexplicably rose to her cheeks. She wondered if one day he would also savor her body as if it were a delicious meal.
Shang Rong looked up and saw the woman's flushed face, like a newlywed bride remembering her husband's frivolous night at the breakfast table. But he hadn't done anything last night! Besides, she wasn't even a bride! Was it necessary for her to act like a spoiled young lady for no reason? A woman's heart is unfathomable.
"Now you know my benefits,"
Zhang Yan said, cleaning up the man's leftovers.
Shang Rong wiped his mouth and said, "Today was the most formal breakfast I've ever had. Those two eggs were fried very well. So, considering you can enjoy delicious breakfasts often, I've decided to waive your rent. Are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied!"
Zhang Yan shouted from the kitchen.
"Then hurry up and clean up, take your allowance and go clean up your mess."
At noon, when Shang Rong arrived at the office, the other three were already there. "You all think about what else we haven't considered. Yang Jun, is there any new information from Director Yu?"
Shang Rong asked his three subordinates.
Yang Jun said, "An hour ago, I spoke with Director Yu again. He said Director Wu will be there on time, no changes."
The fat man said, "The engineer's apartment in Beijing has already been rented."
Gao Yan said, "This Director Wu, who has made us go to such lengths, must be someone important."
Shang Rong said to the fat man, "You should wear a tie tonight; if you feel short of breath, go to the bathroom for some fresh air."
The three of them burst into laughter.
"Gao Yan, you're coming out with me. You two should arrive at the hotel half an hour early. Remember, smile more and talk less at the banquet."
Shang Rong and Gao Yan sat in the car, lighting a cigarette.
"Where are we going, President Shang?"
Gao Yan asked, puzzled.
Shang Rong looked at Gao Yan and said, "You probably don't know anything about this Director Wu. I've inquired around, and it's basically certain he's a lecher. I don't know if you're prepared for this."
Gao Yan said, "You mean he'll make that kind of request?"
Shang Rong took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, "Almost certain, just don't know how. A girl as beautiful as you, what man wouldn't be tempted?"
Gao Yan put on a charming smile and said, "That's not necessarily true. Mr. Shang, are you tempted?"
Shang Rong thought to himself, physically he was tempted, but his heart might not be. He chuckled, "Of course I'm tempted. It's just that we're not meant to be."
Gao Yan stared at the pedestrians on the street, pondered for a moment, and said, "President Shang, I'll consider the company's interests."
Shang Rong said, "Gao Yan, I can't force you. You're an adult; you can make your own choice. I have another way: go to a hotel and find a woman. It's not too late."
Gao Yan pondered for a moment and said, "No need, President Shang. I just hope you'll always consider me a part of the company, just like those two."
Shang Rong said confidently, "My mother has been dead for ten years, and I've never forgotten her."
After saying that, he drove off. "If I were a woman, I'd do it myself,"
Shang Rong said, enunciating each word clearly.
Gao Yan laughed, "President Shang, hearing you say that makes me feel much better. You're the first general manager I've ever met who's a pimp."
Shang Rong cursed, "You little vixen."
When Yu Yongming accompanied Director Wu into the private room, all four of them stood up simultaneously. Shang Rong was surprised to find that Director Wu was such a burly man, probably around fifty years old, with a straight back, a buzz cut, and a military bearing.
Yu Yongming introduced him, "Director, this is General Manager Shang of Huiya Company."
Director Wu shook hands with Shang Rong and said, "General Manager Shang is quite young."
Shang Rong humbly replied, "What's the use of being young? It's just wasting time. Director Wu is in his prime but already successful in life; that's truly enviable!"
Director Wu then let out a hearty laugh. Only those who hold power and are successful in life can laugh like that.
Shang Rong then introduced three of his subordinates to Director Wu. When introducing Gao Yan, Director Wu squinted and looked her up and down, then chuckled, "Your company has such a talent as Miss Gao; President Shang is truly fortunate!"
Gao Yan playfully retorted, "Director Wu is just teasing me. What talent? I'm just grateful I don't get scolded by President Shang every day." Director Wu turned to Shang Rong and said, "That's not right of you, President Shang. How can you scold someone as talented as Miss Gao every day?"
Shang Rong apologized, "Director Wu's criticism is correct. I'll be more considerate of her in the future."
Director Wu laughed heartily again.
The food and drinks were served. Just as Shang Rong was about to speak, Director Wu asked, "I heard from Director Yu that General Manager Shang is also interested in participating in our network project? Does your company have any special advantages?"
Shang Rong said, "We decided to participate in this project a while ago and have already done a lot of preliminary preparations. As for advantages, Director Wu must have heard of Beijing HNG Network Technology Company, right? They provide us with direct technical support. Our engineering and technical personnel will arrive in the city next week, and we hope to come up with a solution as soon as possible."
Director Wu nodded and said, "HNG Company has cooperated with our headquarters many times, so they have a technical advantage."
Shang Rong smiled and said, "However, Director Wu's presence today to hear our opinions is the greatest encouragement and support."
Gao Yan said sweetly, "Are you two here to discuss work or have dinner today? I can't wait!"
Director Wu smiled and said, "There's only one lady at the table today, so we'll follow Miss Gao's orders."
Shang Rong nodded and said, "Little Gao has met a kindred spirit today."
After saying that, he glanced at Gao Yan and felt a little guilty.
After a drinking session, Shang Rong was already feeling dizzy, but Gao Yan was still sober. He said, "Director Wu, let's go upstairs for a bit, and enjoy Gao Yan's beautiful singing voice."
Director Wu readily agreed, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Gao Yan helped Director Wu upstairs, accompanied by Yang Jun and the fat man. Yu Yongming grabbed Shang Rong's arm and said, "I have something to tell you."
The two went to a secluded spot, and Yu Yongming lowered his voice, saying, "Do you know? Your old classmate is in big trouble."
Shang Rong pretended to be relaxed and said, "Seeing how nervous you are, I thought the golden dragon I gave you was dead. What could be so serious about my classmate?"
Yu Yongming looked around and said, "That kid Zheng Gang has absconded with the money."
"Absconded with the money? Is that true? Who told you that? Weren't we drinking together just a while ago?"
Yu Yongming leaned closer to Shang Rong and said, "Never mind who told me, it's absolutely true. Do you know how much that kid embezzled? Four hundred million!"
This time, Shang Rong was truly shocked. "Four hundred million? Impossible! How could a mere section chief have that much power? Besides, are all the directors and deputy directors of the Finance Bureau blind?"
Yu Yongming said with a wry smile, "Don't tell me you don't believe it, I don't believe it either. I heard that kid is using the slow, methodical approach of ants carrying grains of rice, and he's already started."
Shang Rong was speechless for a long time, then muttered to himself, "That kid is really capable."
Yu Yongming shook his head and said, "If he were caught, he wouldn't be alive. What a pity! What a pity for my little beauty at home."
Shang Rong looked at Yu Yongming's worried expression and laughed, "What's there to pity about someone else's beauty?"
Yu Yongming said self-deprecatingly, "I can only feel sorry for her in my heart, what else can I do? That woman is really something to be eyed."
Shang Rong cursed Yu Yongming's mother several times in his mind. That woman will belong to me in the future, and you actually want to have your eye on her? Bah!
The party ended, and it was already past 2 a.m. After seeing Director Wu off, Shang Rong took Gao Yan home. "Thank goodness, that bureau chief seemed pretty well-behaved today. He didn't do anything out of line."
Gao Yan snorted and said, "After all, he's someone of some status; how could he lose his composure in public? But you're wrong to think he'll let me off the hook. He said he'd call me in a couple of days and invite me to dinner."
"You agreed,"
Gao Yan stared at Shang Rong and said, "Can I refuse?"
They arrived at Gao Yan's place. The two sat in the dark without speaking. After a while, Gao Yan said, "This is my rented apartment; would you like to come up for a bit?"
Shang Rong understood what Gao Yan meant. If he went up, he didn't know if he could control himself. Since last night, Shang Rong felt tormented by lust. Zi Hui's subtle refusal, Zhang Yan's offer of pleasure, and now Gao Yan's tempting invitation, all burned his heart like fire.
"Xiao Yan, if I go up, my heart will soften, and yours will feel heavier. Let's just be soulmates."
Back home, Zhang Yan seemed to be asleep. Shang Rong felt exhausted; although the effects of the alcohol had worn off, his temples throbbed. He collapsed onto the sofa, pulled the blanket over his head, and thought about what would happen that evening.
"You've had too much to drink. Want to get up and have some porridge? It's still warm."
Zhang Yan had tiptoed in without him noticing.
Shang Rong wanted to pretend to be asleep and stay silent, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. "Go to sleep. I'm tired too." There was
silence for a long time. Shang Rong assumed the woman had gone to the bedroom. But after a while, he felt two soft hands massaging his temples. It felt good. This woman knew where he was hurting. Why don't you just massage my heart a few times? That's where it hurts even more.
"Do you know how much money your husband made?"
The hand continued massaging. No sound.
"Four hundred million."
The hand still didn't stop.
"From now on, consider him dead. He's definitely dead."
The hand stopped. It left. After a while, suppressed sobbing came from the bedroom. Didn't this woman hate that man? Why is she crying now? Frustrated, Shang Rong pulled the blanket over his head. From now on, I'm your man. Don't cry!

Chapter 11 Dancing with Wolves
Although it was already past 1 a.m., the small conference room of the Municipal Public Security Bureau was brightly lit. Deputy Director Yang, who was in charge of criminal investigation, was presiding over a small meeting. There were six people in attendance: Li Hanru, Director of the Municipal Finance Bureau; Qi Shundong, Director of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Municipal Bureau; Fang Yuliang, Captain of the Criminal Police Team of the Municipal Bureau; and two members of the Major Crimes Unit.
"The mayor wants to hear my report again tomorrow. But you have to give me something."
Deputy Director Yang seemed quite angry. "
It's been more than a week, and there's not a single clue. Director Qi, you made a promise.
You tell us."
Qi Shundong opened a notebook in front of him. He glanced at the attendees and said, "We're not without clues, but progress has been slow. Now, besides Zheng Gang's wife, another person has come into our sights: Shang Rong. He has a close relationship with Zheng Gang and his wife; they were university classmates and saw each other frequently. We've already learned that Zheng Gang's wife is currently living in his home, and we initially suspect Shang Rong might be Zhang Yan's lover. We found Shang Rong through a phone call from Zhang Yan, and we're closely monitoring their movements."
"What does this Shang Rong do?"
Deputy Director Yang asked in a softened tone.
Fang Yuliang said, “We have already investigated Shang Rong. He is the general manager of Huiya Company, a newly opened company, a small company with only a few hundred thousand yuan in capital. There is no evidence to show that the company has any relationship with Zheng Gang. The shareholders' investments are very clear. In fact, Shang Rong's share capital is only 400,000 yuan, which is far less than the amount of money Zheng Gang stole.
” A member of the Major Crimes Unit interjected, “Can we first detain and interrogate Zhang Yan to find a breakthrough?
” Deputy Director Yang sneered, “What’s the reason?”
“Zheng Gang’s crimes lasted for half a year, and the amount of money he stole was huge. As his wife, it’s impossible that she was completely unaware. In addition, I think she also has some of the stolen money.”
Deputy Director Yang turned to Li Hanru from the Finance Bureau and said, “Director Li, tell us about the anonymous refund we received the day before yesterday.
” Li Hanru said, “The matter seems very simple. The day before yesterday, we received a small cardboard box from the post office. The contents were marked as books, but when we opened the small cardboard box, there was 500,000 yuan wrapped in newspaper inside. We immediately reported this situation to the special task force.”
Fang Yuliang continued, “ Technical analysis of the cardboard box and newspaper revealed no clues about the sender, and the post office staff couldn't recall the events of that day.
"Without a doubt, the sender is Zhang Yan," Deputy Director Yang concluded. "Based on Director Qi's explanation, we can analyze it as follows: This 500,000 yuan was pocket money left by Zheng Gang for Zhang Yan. Initially, Zhang Yan wanted to keep the money, but after her lover learned of the matter, he realized its seriousness and persuaded her to return it anonymously to the Finance Bureau. Even if the truth comes out later, at most it would be a charge of withholding information. Therefore, detaining Zhang Yan now is meaningless for arresting Zheng Gang and recovering the stolen money. If Zhang Yan had a good lawyer, even the charge of withholding information might not be upheld. This lead about Zhang Yan seems to have little value."
Qi Shundong, who had been deep in thought, spoke up. I largely agree with Director Yang's analysis. Zheng Gang's crimes spanned half a year. As his wife, she was either deeply involved or completely unaware, or even if she knew very little. Judging from the 500,000 yuan, the latter seems more likely. Based on my impressions of Zhang Yan, she seems like a rather simple-minded housewife. She probably took the 500,000 yuan without fully understanding what was going on. Shang Rong, on the other hand, has piqued my interest. I plan to meet with him directly. I have a feeling that Shang Rong might know Zheng Gang better than Zhang Yan does.”
Deputy Director Yang said, “I agree. However, comrades, time waits for no one! You all know the city's attitude towards this case, and I'm under immense pressure. You frontline comrades cannot afford to be careless. Although a red notice has been issued nationwide, Zheng Gang's capture is only a matter of time. But I personally hope that we can solve this case and personally apprehend Zheng Gang; it would be an honor for all of us.”
That morning, Shang Rong was discussing the design of the network engineering plan with two experts from Beijing when Gao Yan came in and said that a Mr. Qi wanted to see him. Shang Rong said impatiently, “Tell him to wait a moment. Can't you see I'm busy? Call Yang Jun in.”
Shang Rong said to Yang Jun, who came in, “Contact Director Yu, and then take Engineer Wang and Engineer Yu to the two pilot prisons to conduct on-site surveys and measurements. You will be in charge of this matter for the next two days.”
Yang Jun left with the two experts. Shang Rong called out, "Fatty, come in here."
Looking down at a document in his hand, he said, "How's the recruitment going? Hurry up, keep your eyes peeled, don't bring back any scumbags."
"Mr. Shang, what do you think of me?"
Shang Rong looked up in surprise, finding a man in his forties standing before him. The man wore a black jacket, had a buzz cut, dark skin, and carried a briefcase under his arm. His eyes were fixed on Shang Rong's face.
"Mr. Shang, you wanted to see me? I was just..."
Fatty burst in, his belt still fastened.
Shang Rong frowned and waved him away. Fatty glanced at the man and left.
"I don't need someone like you. Please sit down," Shang Rong said, offering a cigarette. The man sat down on the sofa. " Why?" "It's simple. You're too old,"
Shang Rong said, taking a drag of his cigarette and looking at the man defiantly. The man chuckled, “When President Shang hires employees, he’s looking for knowledge and talent. Do knowledge and talent have an age limit?” “Of course, knowledge and talent don’t have an age limit, but they can be good or bad,” Shang Rong said, staring at him. “So, President Shang thinks I have malicious intent towards you?” “Even lower animals can smell danger, let alone humans.” “It seems President Shang has something to hide.” “Would you dare open your heart and let me see?” The man didn’t speak again, but took a wallet from his briefcase and handed it to him. Shang Rong examined it carefully for a long time, as if studying a complex document. “Is there a problem?” The man seemed impatient. “No problem. You know there are too many fake documents these days. Oh, it’s Director Qi. My apologies.” “No apologies at all. You seem a little nervous!” Director Qi said, staring intently at Shang Rong. “Normally, criminals should feel nervous around you, while law-abiding citizens should feel comfortable around you. But for some reason, everyone seems nervous around you now. Perhaps you're too serious.” “Do you consider yourself a law-abiding citizen?” Director Qi asked bluntly. “Of course. Otherwise, why would you come here alone?” Shang Rong handed Director Qi a glass of water. “You know about your old classmate Zheng Gang, right?” “I know a little, but certainly not more than you do. ” “Then tell me what you know.” “He's missing, isn't he?” “How did you find out?” “We're old classmates. He hasn't been home for a few days, so his wife naturally came to me. She didn't say anything, just cried and sobbed, which annoyed me.” “Really? What's your relationship with Zhang Yan?” “We're classmates, old flames. I pursued him back in school. Are you interested in that?” Shang Rong seemed genuinely frank. "Do you know why Zheng Gang disappeared?" "It's hard to say whether he's truly missing. Maybe he'll be back someday, who knows? Anyway, it has nothing to do with me." "President Shang, don't play dumb. You don't want to go to the station to talk, do you? The charge of withholding information will keep you busy for a while. I know you're currently negotiating a big deal." Director Qi said in a threatening tone. Shang Rong remained silent for a long time. The room was quiet for a moment. "Did you bring a summons?" Director Qi sneered, "That's easy, I can just make a phone call and someone will bring it." "Then go ahead and make the call, but when you get there, I'll still say the same thing. Do you think you can find Zheng Gang if I can't do business with him?" The two stared at each other. Qi Shundong could tell from Shang Rong's eyes that he wasn't someone who would give in to threats, and at the same time, he felt that Shang Rong's words seemed to convey some kind of message to him. “ You’re a law-abiding citizen, I don’t think you’d be so foolish as to protect your old classmate,” Shang Rong said, leaning back in his chair. “I might protect my old classmate, but I would never protect a criminal. ” “Fine! You’re protecting your female classmate? We’re not interested in your relationship with her. The only person I’m interested in is Zheng Gang.” Shang Rong leaned forward, staring at Qi Shundong. “Director Qi, you’re not having an easy time without Zheng Gang, are you? To be honest, I don’t like dealing with police officers, but if he’s my friend, it’s different. If a friend does you a favor, you’ll owe them a debt of gratitude, and it’s not just any ordinary favor. Have you thought it through?” Qi Shundong felt a surge of excitement, but his face remained impassive. " Assisting the police in handling cases is the duty of every citizen. You actually dared to bargain with me? I can detain you right now." "Director Qi, you may not know, but for a time I was impoverished and miserable. I almost jumped off a building. The reason I didn't was because at the last moment, I felt unwilling to give up and decided to fight those unseen opponents to the death. I haven't even told these things to my closest woman. I'm telling you today because we are both men. So, if I want to talk to you about my classmate, it must be between two friends. " Qi Shundong squinted at Shang Rong for a long time, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes. “Alright! Now let’s talk about your old classmate like two friends.” Shang Rong relaxed and said in a calm tone, “Director Qi, you’ve met all sorts of women in your career, beautiful and ugly. Without exception, men in this world prefer beautiful women and ignore ugly ones.” Qi Shundong didn’t know why Shang Rong suddenly brought up women, but at this moment he dared not be distracted, only focusing on listening intently, trying to glean some valuable clues from Shang Rong’s words. Shang Rong took a drag of his cigarette and said, still seemingly casually, “My old classmate is an exception. He can ignore his beautiful wife at home, yet he’s infatuated with a completely unremarkable woman. In my opinion, ugly women have two common advantages that men overlook.”

Qi Shundong seemed to sense a hidden meaning. He leaned forward, his body tense with the excitement of a hunting dog smelling its prey. " I'd like to hear your
opinion," Shang Rong said slowly. "
First, it's about loyalty to you; second, it's about putting your mind at ease. Zheng Gang and I have a female classmate like that. Since graduating from university, she's been teaching on a suburban farm twenty kilometers away, living a secluded life for ten years. Her name is Zhang Caixia."
Qi Shundong seemed to want to stay a minute longer. He grabbed his briefcase, walked to the door, and then turned back to say, "I hope your female classmate lives up to your praise."
Shang Rong closed his eyes, the innocent yet ugly face of Zhang Caixia appearing in his mind, a sharp pain shooting through his heart. What could I do? I was forced into this situation! You reap what you sow.

Chapter 12 Dangerous Relationship
In Zhang Caixia's thirty-one years of life, there was a brief period of glory—the year she was admitted to the provincial university. In an era when college students were considered the cream of the crop, Zhang Caixia, with just one college acceptance letter, instantly transformed from an ugly duckling into a dazzling swan.
Those were the happiest days of her life. Facing the envious and jealous gazes of classmates who had failed the college entrance exam—those who had never even noticed her—and hearing the praise from relatives and friends, she was intoxicated. She temporarily forgot her own unattractive appearance, humming a line from a song all day long: "The wind! It blows my sails again."
When she walked into the provincial university with her simple luggage, her heart was filled with such anticipation for the future!
But her beautiful dream shattered in the very first few days after entering the campus. At an invitational dance held by upperclassmen, her self-esteem was completely shattered.
This kind of dance was a departmental tradition; every year when freshmen entered the university, the class one year ahead would host an invitational dance. First, the upperclassmen would share their study experience, and then they would set up tables and chairs for a hands-on introduction to ballroom dancing. The older male students, all dressed impeccably, moved among the newly enrolled girls, carefully selecting their "mentors." The pretty girls with pert bottoms were naturally their first targets.
Zhang Caixia sat there all evening, and not a single older boy asked her to dance. Watching the other girls' graceful dances and hearing their laughter, Zhang Caixia's heart grew cold, followed by a wave of humiliation that almost suffocated her.
Just as she was about to leave this place that felt so alien to her, she saw an inviting hand extended towards her. This brave inviter was Zheng Gang, who, like her, had just entered the school. Actually, Zheng Gang wasn't much of a dancer either, but when his gaze swept over Zhang Caixia several times, a surge of indignation rose in his young heart.
Zheng Gang and Zhang Caixia's clumsy dancing attracted some sidelong glances, but the two danced with such focus that it seemed as if they were the only two people at the entire ball. Zheng Gang stepped on Zhang Caixia's foot several times, but Zhang Caixia didn't seem to care at all. At that moment, she felt nothing but sadness and gratitude towards this boy. For those ten-odd minutes of awkward dancing together, she was willing to remember this lovely boy for the rest of her life.
This was Zhang Caixia's first ball, and also the only ball she attended during her four years of university.
Later, whenever the school held a ball, she would always hide in her dormitory reading, thinking about the man she treasured in her heart.
She was a self-aware person; she knew that the boy would never belong to her, and she could only keep him deep in her heart.
In the quiet of the night, she would hide under the covers and secretly think about him, fantasizing about how he would look at her with gentle eyes, how he would speak to her softly, and even dreaming of dancing with him again.
Countless sleepless nights she spent biting the corner of her blanket, one hand passionately kneading her restless youth between her legs, letting the shameful fluids soak the sheets until her burning body trembled slightly, her heart repeatedly calling out that person's name.
By chance, Zhang Caixia entered a Catholic church. After experiencing its tranquility and solemnity several times, she completely opened her long-sealed heart to the priest. After listening to the young, lost soul's story, the priest assured her that God would never reject his lamb. From then on, besides continuing her studies, Zhang Caixia devoted all her time to attending to God's affairs, experiencing the warmth and peace of God's embrace.
But who would have thought that ten years after graduating from university, her peaceful life and heart would be shattered again by that man?
It was a sweltering Sunday afternoon. Zhang Caixia lay in bed taking a nap. She lived in a detached house on the farm, with her own small courtyard. The environment was very quiet, but the noise of cicadas in the large camphor tree in the yard was making Zhang Caixia feel irritated. She
finally managed to drift off to sleep when suddenly there was a knock at the door. Reluctantly, Zhang Caixia got out of bed. It must be a student's parent; rarely did anyone come to visit at this time.
When Zhang Caixia saw Zheng Gang standing smiling at the door, she blushed for no reason, regretting that she had been sleeping. Her disheveled hair and casual clothes made her feel uncomfortable.
"What, won't you invite your old classmate in?"
Zheng Gang still smiled at her.
Zhang Caixia quickly stepped aside to let Zheng Gang in. She ran into the bedroom to comb her hair and put on a light jacket. When she came out, she didn't see Zheng Gang in the living room. Walking into the yard, she saw Zheng Gang taking a basin from the kitchen and cleaning two fish.
Seeing the woman standing blankly at the door, Zheng Gang smiled and said, "I spent the whole morning fishing these from the fishpond in the back. We'll see how you do it later."
Zhang Caixia hurriedly brought out two small stools from inside the house and said, "You sit down, I'll clean up."
Zheng Gang waved his hand and said, "I'll do the work in the front, the rest is up to you. Sit down too!"
Zhang Caixia sat there, watching this man, who seemed to have fallen from the sky, handling the fish. She didn't know what to say for a moment.
Zheng Gang looked up at the woman and joked, "Old classmate, it's been so long since we last met, why haven't we exchanged a word?
" A blush rose on Zhang Caixia's dark face. "
How is Zhang Yan?"
Zheng Gang glanced at her again and said, "She's doing well. You didn't come to dinner last time I invited you. Are you not planning to keep in touch with your classmates anymore?"
Zhang Caixia didn't answer Zheng Gang's question, but changed the subject, saying, "Why did you come all this way to fish?"
Zheng Gang said, "I found it when I passed by last time. Later I found out it was your farm's fishpond. " "I drove here, it's convenient. I'll be coming fishing every weekend from now on, you have to treat me to meals. Of course, all the fish I catch are yours."
Zhang Caixia seemed delighted, but retorted, "I'm afraid you'll eat me out of house and home!"
That day, the two old classmates ate dinner under the old camphor tree in the courtyard, reminiscing about their university days. They chatted about random, amusing anecdotes, avoiding any sensitive topics.
As dusk fell, Zheng Gang got up to leave, promising Zhang Caixia he would come again next week. After seeing Zheng Gang off, Zhang Caixia stood in the courtyard, lost in thought. He loved fishing; men who love fishing are often lonely, for anglers have always been lonely. Was he lonely?
That night, Zhang Caixia tossed and turned in bed. She repeatedly murmured the Lord's holy name and those verses recited by millions, praying for inner peace, but her mind was filled with the image and voice of that man. She thought of her monotonous and melancholic four years of campus life, of that dance, of her longing in the darkness under the covers. Unconsciously, she reached her hand between her legs. Her untouched petals were already wet, and the small, bean-like bud peeked out from under the soft skin. The touch sent shivers down her spine. "
My body is so sensitive, come touch me, I'm just like other women... I'll make you wet... Don't look at my face... just touch my genitals, they're so beautiful there! Just come in from there... come into my body... It's a pity my body has never been entered by a man... no, never been fucked by a man... Do you like my wantonness? As long as it's dark, you can fuck me in the most wanton positions... insult me with the most vulgar words... I like it as long as it's you..."
Zhang Caixia moaned intensely, frantically rubbing her tender labia until that long-awaited tide overflowed the embankment. She trembled all over and called out the man's name for the first time: "Gang... Gang... I'm so lonely..."
On Sunday morning, Zhang Caixia went to the city early and didn't return until noon. As soon as she entered the house, she started to busy herself. First, she carefully dressed herself up inside and out, looked in the mirror, and saw her round and shapely buttocks wrapped in newly bought underwear, revealing alluring lines. A pair of virgin breasts stood proudly. Her face flushed, she shifted her hips slightly, revealing a thin slit between her legs through her tight underwear. "
That's where he came in. Will he want me tonight?"
she wondered, running her hand lightly along the slit. "
How wonderful! You'll love it, you'll feel good. Everything about me, except my face, will satisfy you. Do you want me?"
After she finished preparing everything, she checked her watch—it was already five o'clock—but there was still no sign of Zheng Gang. She realized how foolish she had been. How could a man like Zheng Gang, so busy with work, consider fishing a serious matter? Thinking this, she felt listless. She lazily picked up a book and flipped through it, but her mind wandered elsewhere. At 5:30, she finally couldn't bear the restlessness any longer. She got up, walked to the gate, and looked into the distance. The road was deserted; not a single pedestrian was in sight. Zhang Caixia really didn't want to go back inside, so she simply closed the door and, with an empty heart, walked along a path behind the house towards the fishpond.
The setting sun shone so brightly on the fishpond that it dazzled Zhang Caixia, but she still managed to make out the man sitting and fishing in the northeast corner of the pond. Judging from his clothes, he wasn't an employee of the fishpond. Zhang Caixia's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly hid behind a few small trees. Squinting, she recognized him—it was the man she had been longing for day and night. She turned and ran towards home, feeling as if she were seeing her wedding procession arriving. After catching her breath by the door, she moved swiftly, her movements as light as a rabbit's. In no time, she was sitting on a small stool in the yard, her heart pounding as she waited for him to appear.
This time, Zheng Gang brought Zhang Caixia not only fish but also a worn-out leather suitcase. He carried the heavy suitcase directly into the bedroom. Zhang Caixia looked at the man in confusion, a panic running through her mind: Had he moved out of the house? Then she blushed at her absurd thought. Ignoring him, she went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
It was already dark when they ate dinner, and the summer insects in the yard began to chirp.
"Living here really has a pastoral feel to it,"
Zheng Gang said, taking a sip of wine the woman had poured for him.
Zhang Caixia smiled bitterly, "You wouldn't say that if you lived here for ten years."
Zheng Gang looked at the woman and said, "Zhang Caixia, I'm not going back tonight. I have something to tell you. Unless you kick me out."
Zhang Caixia seemed taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "This house is quite spacious, but don't let Zhang Yan find this place. I'm afraid."
Zheng Gang said as if to himself, "No one will find this place. Has anyone found this place in ten years?
" Zhang Caixia said quietly, "Besides you, really no one else."
Zheng Gang stared at Zhang Caixia and said, "Zhang Caixia, there's a personal question I've always wanted to ask you, and you don't have to answer. You've been living alone all these years, why? I don't believe no one has ever pursued you."
Zhang Caixia remained silent for a long time. Finally, she sighed and said, "Who would want me if I'm so ugly?"
She then poured Zheng Gang a glass of wine and said, "Tell me about you. You married a beautiful woman; you must be very happy."
Zheng Gang downed his wine in one gulp and asked, "Do you think I look like a happy man?"
Zhang Caixia laughed, "If having a beautiful wife and a successful career isn't happiness, then I can't live."
Zheng Gang looked up at the stars and said, "Having a beautiful wife is nice, but she's not a virtuous wife! She and I won't last; we're not on the same page." Zhang
Caixia looked at the man's troubled expression, her heart stirred slightly, and teased, "If she's not on the same page as you, is she on the same page as someone else?"
Zheng Gang looked at him and said, "You're right, she is indeed on the same page as someone else. You know this 'someone else,' it's Shang Rong."
Zhang Caixia chuckled and said, "You're already drunk after just a few drinks? You still hold onto those old grudges? A real man should be more magnanimous."
Zheng Gang sighed deeply and said, "..." "I want to get drunk but I can't! Besides, I don't dare to get drunk, Caixia. Let me get drunk just this once today."
Zhang Caixia took a wine glass and said, "Then I'll get drunk with you. When you're drunk, tell me the truth."
That night, Zheng Gang indeed poured out his heart to Zhang Caixia, revealing what he had kept bottled up for years. He said a man's nightmare is hearing his newlywed wife call out another man's name in her sleep. He wasn't afraid of his wife having an affair; that might even ignite his masculine pride. But his wife didn't have an affair; instead, she had been thinking about that man for over ten years, to the point that sleeping in the same bed with her every day was a torment from the depths of her heart. Ultimately, she lost her dignity as a man. He lamented the cruel twist of fate that had rendered him infertile, completely robbing him of the meaning of a man's life.
He stood up unsteadily, took Zhang Caixia's hand, and led her to the bedroom, opening his suitcase to show her the bundles of cash inside. "
I'm leaving here, leaving her, to a place where no one knows me, to start a new life. This money, and plenty more, is enough for us to choose a new life. You and I are both people mocked by fate, but now I'm going to challenge fate, challenge everyone. I also want to see what happens to that woman in the end; Shang Rong isn't a good person either… Caixia, I just want to be with you. I brought the money; I'll leave it with you. Let's go together, let's start together…"
Zhang Caixia's eyes were filled with tears as she listened, nodding as she listened. She didn't want to know where the money came from, nor where this man was leading her. She only knew that the man trusted her more than his wife, only knew that God had bestowed upon her this long-awaited happiness. She only wanted to hold onto him tightly, even if it meant dying right then and there.
Finally, the two kissed passionately in the darkness, collapsing onto the large bed that had never been slept on by a man before. "
Gang...I want you to take it slow...everything is yours..."
Zheng Gang pushed the woman's bra up and sucked on one nipple, making Zhang Caixia arch her neck and gasp, "Gang...you're sucking my soul out...take me naked...I want to expose everything about myself to you..."
While continuing to suckle the woman's breasts, Zheng Gang stripped her naked. When his hand slipped between her legs, and a finger slid into her vulva, the woman let out a seductive moan, crying, "Finally, you've touched me... Gang... My most shameful place, only I've ever touched it... When I touched it, I was thinking of you!"
Zheng Gang climbed onto the woman's body, rubbing his erect penis against her wet labia. "
Caixia, you don't have to touch yourself anymore. Spread your legs wider and let me possess you..."
Zhang Caixia felt the hard thing pressing against her vaginal opening. While trying her best to spread her legs apart, she cried, "You lied to me...you lied to me...you're a real man...your thing is so hard...ah—it hurts so much..."
Zheng Gang panted, "It's hard for you...only you can...make me hard...what's the use of Zhang Yan being pretty...I don't want to fuck her...Caixia...Caixia...I just want to fuck you...let me fuck you...oh...God...I'm bleeding from fucking you..."
The woman grabbed the man's waist, thrusting her hips and enduring the tearing pain as she welcomed the man's frenzied thrusts, screaming, "Come on, come on...I've been ready for you to fuck me...fuck me to death...I don't want to live anymore..."
After shouting, Zhang Caixia tightly hugged the man's waist and cried loudly and unrestrainedly under the man.
After a long while, Zhang Caixia finally stopped crying, only whimpering. Zheng Gang thrust twice more and said, "Go ahead and cry. Every woman cries the first time she's fucked by a man."
Zhang Caixia grabbed the man's neck and moaned, "Gang...you're so bad...I won't cry...I like being...fucked by you..."
Zheng Gang hadn't fucked her a few times when he suddenly felt an urgent urge to ejaculate. He couldn't hold back any longer and hugged the woman tightly, saying, "Then scream loudly, I'm going to cum..."
Zhang Caixia thrust her buttocks forward and said eagerly, "Are you going to ejaculate...I want you to ejaculate a lot...Gang...did you fuck me well...I'm so happy...ejaculate..."
Then, with the man's last few violent thrusts, Zhang Caixia let out a hoarse scream. The woman's blissful moans startled the insects that were frolicking in the yard, and they all fell silent for a moment.
That night, in this secluded place far from the city, Zheng Gang slept soundly with his head resting on Zhang Caixia's breasts.

Chapter 13 The Trap of Night
Gao Yan received an invitation call from Director Wu just before the end of the workday. Finally, it's here. A man who sets his sights on a woman can never let go, just like a weasel always has its eye on a chicken—it's natural instinct.
Gao Yan understood what this invitation meant. She had intended to tell Shang Rong, but seeing the general manager's worried expression, she changed her mind. Was it necessary? Director Wu was after her, not Shang Rong; besides, why add to that man's worries?
Although Gao Yan was only in her twenties, she had already been with three men. All three men had brought her psychological or emotional pain, but she didn't deny that they had also given her physical pleasure. She was a healthy woman; her youthful body needed the nourishment of the opposite sex, even if it was purely physiological.
Early in her time at the company, Yang Jun had hinted at the unscrupulous rules of the business world, so she was somewhat prepared. Besides, Shang Rong had promised her that if her efforts brought sufficient economic benefits, then this effort would be more meaningful than the previous ones. The sudden intrusion of a strange man into her body filled her with unease; after all, she wasn't a prostitute.
What pleased Gao Yan was the romantic atmosphere of the dinner party Director Wu had created. In a couples' room at a five-star hotel, by candlelight, she and Director Wu drank expensive red wine. The red liquid, coupled with Director Wu's blush-inducing anecdotes, gradually warmed Gao Yan's heart. Looking at the man's tall, strong physique and imagining her petite body being pressed beneath him, Gao Yan couldn't help but feel aroused.
Ashamed of her physical reaction, Gao Yan could only repeatedly raise her glass to Director Wu to hide her embarrassment. However, Director Wu was a methodical man; his priority tonight was to enjoy the delicate body before him. Drinking was merely a prelude, and besides, too much alcohol would inevitably affect his work later. Therefore, at the opportune moment, he invited Gao Yan to a private room upstairs to continue their friendly competition.
Only the bedside lamp cast a soft glow in the room, making all the other furniture pale in comparison to the large bed. The snow-white sheets exuded an ambiguous atmosphere, as if silently inviting a couple. The room had lost its function as a guest room, for the owner's purpose in using it was solely to embark on an unbridled passion.
Director Wu stretched out against the headboard, listening to the rushing water from the bathroom, his mind filled with images of a woman's alluring body. The alcohol in his stomach began to ferment again, releasing boundless heat. Gao Yan, wrapped in a towel, emerged from the bathroom and glanced at the man on the bed, finding his eyes gleaming like a wolf in spring.
After several rounds of passion, Gao Yan fell into a deep, exhausted sleep. In her dream, she vaguely felt someone caressing her buttocks, then being turned over and placed face down on the bed. She let out a few soft moans, truly admiring the man's powerful sexual stamina, and stretched out to prepare for another round of raging passion.
Suddenly sensing the man's perverted intent, she twisted her hips, trying to escape the intrusion, crying out, "Not there..."
Before she could finish, the first wave of pain shot through her, followed by a tearing agony. Gao Yan screamed; the pain felt like an anesthetic, making her head spin.
The subsequent violent piercing dispelled the anesthesia, leaving her trembling and sweating profusely, yet unable to utter a sound.
Shang Rong was awakened from his sleep by the ringing of the phone. He glanced at the clock; it was already past three in the morning. Who would call him so late?
A woman's sobbing came from the receiver. Shang Rong immediately recognized Gao Yan's voice. "
Xiao Yan, what happened? Just wait for me there."
Shang Rong was getting dressed and about to leave when the bedroom door opened, and Zhang Yan walked out, still sleepy. "
Where are you going so late?"
Shang Rong said, putting on his shoes. "Remember, your virtue is never to pry into men's affairs. Go to sleep, or you'll catch a cold."
Zhang Yan glared at him. "
What a disgrace!"
she grumbled, then waddled into the bedroom.
"I can live peacefully with a backside like that? Who the hell would believe that?"
Shang Rong muttered to himself as he left.
Just as he parked his car, he saw Gao Yan emerge from the lobby, walking unsteadily. She'd clearly drunk a lot.
Gao Yan suddenly threw herself into Shang Rong's arms and burst into tears, pounding his chest as she cried. Shang Rong assumed she was still drunk and carried her to the car.
But then, nestled in his arms, Gao Yan began to tell a tragic story, her words broken and fragmented.
"Where is Director Wu?"
Gao Yan asked, wiping away her tears. "In his room, sleeping like a log."
Shang Rong opened the car door to get out, but Gao Yan grabbed his arm tightly, saying, "Don't go. What's the point of going now?"
Shang Rong sat back in the car, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently. A wave of guilt washed over him. Did he really want to go see Director Wu? Unless he had to shut down the business. His actions just now were nothing more than a show, like Liu Bei throwing his son A Dou to the ground. Besides, was he, with his tall and strong physique, a match for Director Wu? Shang Rong saw his own dark and ruthless mind clearly in that moment.
"Is it badly injured? Should we go to the hospital?"
"I can go to the hospital, but you have to admit you're the one who caused this."
Shang Rong turned to look at the woman, only then realizing it was a joke. Yes, I share some responsibility for causing this. "
I'll take you home first."
The car pulled up to Gao Yan's apartment building. Across the street was a 24-hour pharmacy. Gao Yan said, "Go buy some medicine.
" Shang Rong got out of the car and then remembered to ask, "What kind of medicine?"
Gao Yan suddenly snapped, "What medicine? Tear medicine, hemostatic medicine, medicine for a cracked anus..."
Gao Yan lay on the bed, watching the man bring her a hot towel to wipe her face, a wave of resentment washing over her. She rolled over and sprawled on the bed, saying, "Put the medicine on for me." She
then buried her face in the pillow.
Shang Rong hesitated for a moment, then went over and sat on the edge of the bed, gently lifting her short skirt. A pair of tiny triangular shorts covered her round buttocks. Shang Rong's hand trembled slightly as he pulled down the shorts. The bloodstains between her buttocks had dried, but they stood out starkly against her snow-white skin, especially the still-unrecovered fleshy opening, which seemed to tell the story of the recent brutality. Shang Rong looked at the slightly undulating, delicate mound of flesh and sighed deeply. Eve was innocent, and Adam was innocent. What would the world be like if all men saw such beautiful buttocks as sinful? The only one who deserved to die was that Director Wu.
Gao Yan wiggled her buttocks and said, "Are you done applying it? Are you heartbroken or tempted?"
Shang Rong pulled down his skirt and said, "Right now, I'm impotent."
Gao Yan stared at the man's crotch and said, "I don't believe you. Come here and let me see."
Shang Rong then fled in panic.
On the way home, Gao Yan's buttocks kept swaying in front of him. Wasn't this the very reason he hired such a woman to join the company? Why couldn't he bear it now? Was it his feelings? Did he have feelings for Gao Yan? If it was out of feelings, then those feelings were too cheap compared to what Gao Yan had experienced tonight. Finally, he concluded: "I was just lusting after Gao Yan's body; it was all possessiveness at play. Deep down, I wish I could have had a taste like Director Wu.
" That same night, another woman's fate was even more tragic than Gao Yan's.
Zhang Caixia awoke with a start, vaguely hearing noises in the courtyard. She looked at the man beside her, fast asleep.
Zhang Caixia had never imagined the man could be so infatuated with her body. More than three months had passed since their first time together, yet the man remained passionate about her. Especially in the last month or so, they had lived like a married couple, sharing meals and sleeping together, yet every night the man was insatiable.
Compared to Zhang Yan, she was undoubtedly an ugly duckling destined to never become a swan. Why did he abandon the swan and instead be so devoted to the ugly duckling? These questions filled Zhang Caixia with confusion.
But regardless, she felt happy; this was the man she had loved since her teenage years!
While enjoying happiness, Zhang Caixia often felt uneasy. She vaguely felt that the man was doing something illegal; otherwise, how could those bundles of money be explained?
She could also sense the man's tension and anxiety; his excessive demands on her body sometimes seemed like a form of catharsis. Zhang Caixia wanted to ask him several times, but she couldn't bring herself to do it, as if the man would run away if she spoke.
Until that night, Zheng Gang mysteriously appeared at her house and told her, "I'm going to stay here for a long time, and then we'll leave together."
Zhang Caixia didn't know if they could really leave. After each passionate encounter, Zheng Gang's promises in her ear sounded distant, like an illusion. Despite this, Zhang Caixia remained enthusiastic. The two of them studied maps together under the lamp, planning their escape route, but to Zhang Caixia, it was no different from studying homework together in the past. She had only one feeling: it was so good to have a man by her side, and if he was a man who loved her, it could only be a blessing from God.
If separation was inevitable, God! Please let this moment last longer, much longer.
Zhang Caixia's eyes gleamed in the darkness. The man's soft snoring brought a slight smile to her lips. She reached out and gently stroked the sleeping man, her mind wandering to unresolved matters. Just then, a faint, unusual sound seemed to break the silence—footsteps. "I don't have anything worth stealing here," she thought, a smile creeping onto her lips at the thought of a thief. She glanced at the sleeping man again. "
Go steal somewhere else. I have a man now." Wait! There seem to be many people. Zhang Caixia seemed to realize something, leaping out of bed and lunging towards the door with the agility of a cheetah.
Just as she reached the door, only managing a scream, "Gang...",
the door was kicked open by the people outside, nearly flying off, slamming Zhang Caixia to the ground. Before she could even react, several dark figures pinned her down, her face pressed against the cold concrete. Happiness is always so fleeting.
Immediately afterward, Zheng Gang roared, followed by a groan. Zhang Caixia could only see countless feet moving. A blinding flashlight beam shone on her face, and she closed her eyes.
"It's a woman!"
"It's him! Director Qi! We've got him! It's Zheng Gang!"
"Take him back! You stay and search the house!"
Outside in the courtyard, Zhang Caixia couldn't see Zheng Gang anywhere. Her eyes were blinded by the flashlight beam, and she vaguely saw several people walking towards another car. Zhang Caixia shouted wildly at the shadowy figures, "Gang... I don't regret it!"
Her voice seemed to pierce the dark night sky, startling several unknown night birds.

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