[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - Chapter 23

Chapter 8 Family Trial
Zheng Gang's first sensation upon regaining consciousness was a sharp pain in the back of his head. His memory gradually returned, and before he even opened his eyes, he heard a man's voice say, "Don't go to the police station... He's Ai Hua's fiancé now... Is that money he mentioned real...?"
Although Zheng Gang's consciousness was hazy, he recognized the speaker as Ai Shan and understood that he was discussing his situation. So, Zheng Gang pretended not to be awake and kept his eyes closed, only his ears perked up.
"I don't know if it's true... But it doesn't seem fake... I've seen the newspapers there... They wrote about him... It seems he took several hundred million from the government..."
It was Ai Hua's low voice.
"Did he just ruin our Ai Lin for nothing?"
Ai Hua's father roared angrily.
"Just now... I looked closely... It's so strange... How come Ai Lin is still a virgin..."
Ai Hua's mother's voice.
"Ailin... What exactly happened? Explain yourself..."
Ai Hua's sister-in-law Xiu Fen's voice.
"I already said I don't know..."
Ai Lin's tearful voice.
"Oh my god! He's lost so much blood... Will he be alright...? Brother was too rough..."
Aihua exclaimed.
"Hmph! If I hadn't acted in time, you'd be dead... Don't worry, he won't die..."
Aishan said coldly.
"He was just in a hurry... He didn't mean to hurt me... He's always been good to me... I was just angry and said I was going to the police station..."
Aihua argued.
"Ailin, tell me what happened... What happened after we went up the mountain..."
Xiufen urged.
"I... He sat there... and touched me... I couldn't move... I had no strength at all... Later... it seemed like a monk came... After that, I don't know... When I woke up, he... was holding me... My lower body hurt... I thought he... Oh! I don't know anything..."
Footsteps sounded, as if Ailin was running out crying.
Silence. Stillness. The heavy breathing of several people could be clearly heard. What did they want to do to me? It turns out Ailin's hymen wasn't broken! That thing is really sturdy! " Won't they capsize in this little mountain valley? Why are they all gathered in this house? I have to keep pretending to be unconscious and find a way to escape after they leave; my wish is not fulfilled! How can I die here so confusedly?
" "I think... Eileen seems... seems to like him quite a bit..."
Xiufen's voice rang out.
"You're talking nonsense..."
Aihua scolded.
"Can't you see it..."
Xiufen retorted.
"What do I see? I think you like him quite a bit..."
Aihua retorted.
"Hey! You... don't gossip..."
"Shut up, all of you!"
Aishan said sharply, "Anyway, it's already like this, we can't let him get away with it. If we can get this money back, our whole family will get a share; if it's all just a rumor, I'll kill him myself."
"Don't put it so harshly... he gave Aihua 100,000 yuan to open a shop, which means he's not a swindler."
Xiufen seemed calmer than the others.
"Hmph! You all go out first... I'll talk to him alone when he wakes up..."
Aishan said in a deep voice.
"Don't hit him again..."
Aihua's voice.
"Is the wound alright..."
Xiufen's voice.
"Hmph! I told you he won't die..."
Aishan's cold voice.
Footsteps moved towards the door, the sound of the door closing; the sound of people going downstairs; silence. Time seemed to stand still.
The sound of people walking outside the window came from afar. It must be dark. He hadn't left yet, he was still in the room, his cold gaze fixed on him. Zheng Gang's nerves tensed instantly, his brows twitching involuntarily.
"Stop pretending... You enjoyed sleeping with my sister, didn't you!"
Aishan said, each word distinct.

Chapter 9 Human and Ghost in Distinction
Zheng Gang could no longer pretend after hearing Ai Shan's vicious words. He opened his eyes, enduring the pain in his head, and propped himself up against the blanket, panting as he said, "Brother, the money thing is true, to be honest, I am a wanted death row inmate. You can still report it to the police station now. I've already died once, there's nothing I'm afraid to admit. Ai Lin, I really like her... I... I just... it's all that monk's doing... I'm still confused, I really don't know how it all happened..."
Ai Shan listened to Zheng Gang's incoherent words, staring intently at him, but seeing no sign of lying on Zheng Gang's face. Suddenly, he remembered that Ai Lin had also mentioned the monk, and he became confused. Could it be...? "Tell me about that monk, what does he look like?"
Zheng Gang closed his eyes slightly, and images of an old monk laughing heartily, Ai Lin's unusual behavior, and his own inexplicable impulses flashed through his mind. “I felt that this monk exuded an evil aura, possessing supernatural powers. His gaze and voice could captivate souls, forcing you to obey him… When Eileen heard his summons, she inexplicably walked towards him. While I was talking to the monk, she seemed to be unconscious. Later… after the monk left… I couldn’t control my impulses… but Eileen was also… strangely enough, I… couldn’t do it…”
As he spoke, Zheng Gang fell into deep thought.
Looking at Zheng Gang’s solemn expression, Ai Shan had no reason not to believe him; he felt a chill run down his spine. Unable to resist interrupting, he said, "What monk? You're clearly bewitched by a ghost."
He paused, looked around nervously, and lowered his voice, saying, "Ten years ago, there was a young man in the village who went mad halfway down the mountain after dark. He kept stuffing mud into his mouth and nose, almost suffocating himself. Later, he somehow managed to control his madness and stumbled home. He lay on his bed, almost unconscious, but kept calling out 'monk...monk...' Not long after...not long after, he breathed his last... When he died, the lights in the house suddenly went out... His old lady clearly saw a monk's smiling face on the window and heard the monk's loud laughter..."
Zheng Gang was highly educated and didn't believe in ghosts or gods. But the fact that there was a monk in the ghost story Keshan was telling sent a chill down his spine. He couldn't help but glance at the dark window, where it seemed as if a pair of evil eyes were watching him.
Downstairs in the main room, the family sat silently under a dim incandescent light, the doors tightly shut. Everyone listened intently to the sounds coming from Zheng Gang's bedroom upstairs, especially Ai Hua, who had gone up the stairs several times to eavesdrop. Only Ai Hua's father continued to puff on his pipe, the hissing sound of the burning tobacco clearly audible. It was well past midnight, and still no one had gone upstairs to sleep. Finally, Xiu Fen couldn't bear it any longer. Staring at Ai Lin with terrified eyes, she asked in a trembling voice, "Was that monk fierce-looking?"
Eileen curled up in her mother's arms, shaking her head and nodding repeatedly without making a sound. Aihua's father glared at his daughter-in-law, snapped his tobacco aside, and said in a gruff voice, "If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear. But if you do something wrong, even the door can't stop bad luck when it comes."
He then filled another bowl with tobacco and began to smoke. Just as the family was filled with unease, footsteps finally came from downstairs. Aishan and Zheng Gang came down one after the other.
Aishan glanced at all the family members and solemnly announced in a mournful voice, "Tomorrow, I'm going on a long trip with Brother Zheng Gang. Eileen is coming with us; she can't stay here."
The family seemed stunned by this sudden news, their eyes flashing with confusion and fear, but no one raised any objections, as if they had already known the outcome. Zheng Gang secretly glanced at Eileen and was surprised to see that the girl's eyes not only lacked fear but also revealed a hint of excitement.
Author's Note: Thank you for your attention to the work. Chapter 8 was too short, so I'm adding a new chapter as a bonus.

Chapter 10: The Virgin's Journey (Part 1)
Time heals all wounds. Under Zhang Ming's gentle and quiet care, Lu Feng finally opened her heart.
A week ago, she nervously brought Zhang Ming home, expecting ridicule from her mother. Unexpectedly, her widowed mother was unusually enthusiastic upon seeing Zhang Ming, to the point that Lu Feng felt she hadn't been reserved enough with her first son-in-law. Finally, in the kitchen, her mother quietly told her, "This young man is so much like your father when he was young, and just as steady as him. You mustn't be fickle anymore; you're not a child anymore. Reliable men are hard to find these days..." With her
mother's words, Lu Feng felt more at ease, and unknowingly, she had already given her heart to Zhang Ming. Several times during their secret rendezvous, lying in Zhang Ming's arms, feeling his arousal, Lu Feng longed to offer her delicate body, but the thought of how Zhang Ming had already wantonly played with her filled her with inferiority. She only hoped that Zhang Ming would take the initiative to strip her naked and force himself on her. But Lu Feng knew that as long as she didn't take the initiative, Zhang Ming would forever remain at the level of kissing and touching her breasts.
This day, it was Lu Feng's routine check-up at the hospital, and Zhang Ming naturally accompanied her, as it had become a routine since their first visit together. Each time they left the hospital, whether at Zhang Ming's home or in a secluded corner of the park, Lu Feng would always stretch out her soft body, accepting the man's gentle exploration, her lips often slightly swollen from his prolonged sucking.
Taking advantage of a break in the doctor's examination, Lu Feng asked shyly, "Doctor...I...can I...do that with him now..."
The doctor found it amusing; her belly was so big, yet she still acted so bashful. So, she said curtly, "If you want to do it, then do it...just be careful with your position, don't put pressure on the fetus."
Position? Lu Feng suddenly remembered when she and She Tianlang did it, the man turning her over and over, especially the way her snow-white buttocks were sticking out in front of him. A wave of shame washed over her, and she felt a pang of guilt towards Zhang Ming, who was waiting in the corridor.
As they left the hospital, Zhang Ming put his arm around the woman's increasingly full waist and asked, "Where to?"
Lu Feng looked at him suggestively and said, "I want to go to your place."
Then her face flushed crimson.
Zhang Ming gazed at the alluring woman and whispered, "What do you mean 'my place'? It's our home."
Zhang Ming's home wasn't far from the entertainment center; it was in the city center. This house was practically a gift from Shang Rong. Zhang Ming understood why his boss was so generous; after all, he was doing work that could cost him his life. He was still grateful for his boss's generosity. As a demobilized soldier who couldn't even find a job, he had a house, a car, and a substantial salary in just one year. All of this was thanks to his boss. He was determined to follow him through thick and thin for the rest of his life, with no other choice.
As soon as they entered the house, Zhang Ming quickly told Lu Feng to rest on the sofa while he went to the kitchen to make her fresh juice. Seeing how much he cared for her, Lu Feng was moved to tears. She placed the juice on the coffee table, then snuggled into Zhang Ming's arms, pleading, "Kiss me, please."
Zhang Ming readily complied, his hands encircling her head as he savored her tongue. Soon, one hand moved to her breasts, gently kneading them, while he murmured, "Xiao Feng, don't go home tonight, okay?"
Lu Feng felt a tingling sensation all over her body, her body limp as she breathed softly, "What else would I do if I didn't go home? Are you going to kiss and touch me like this all night?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ming slipped one hand inside her blouse, grasping her soft breast, and whispered in her ear, "I want to hold you while I sleep..."
The man finally mustered the courage to express his desire, and Lu Feng no longer held back. A pair of beautiful eyes stared coquettishly at the man, and she said in a moaning voice, "Do you want my body? If you want it, I'll give it to you..."
Zhang Ming suddenly became passionate, picked up the woman and walked towards the bedroom, panting, "I want it now..."
He stopped abruptly at the door, looked down at the soft, water-like woman in his arms and said, "Xiao Feng? What about the child in your belly? Will it..."
Lu Feng opened her beautiful eyes and glared at the man, then said shyly, "I've already asked the doctor... You just need to..."
Hearing Lu Feng's words, Zhang Ming seemed to have received a royal decree, and without any hesitation, he gently placed the woman on the bed, his eyes greedily scanning Lu Feng's curvaceous body, making Lu Feng afraid to open her eyes, her body trembling as she waited for the man to come and have his way with her.

Chapter 11 The Virgin's Guide (Part 2)
Lu Feng's loss of virginity to She Tianlang was not of her own choosing. After meeting She Tianlang, during their trysts, Lu Feng always half-heartedly resisted his advances, but whenever his hands tried to go further, she resolutely refused. She Tianlang was frantic, watching his prize slip through his fingers, yet he dared not force her. Besides, he had indeed fallen for Lu Feng, mostly because of her beauty, but he didn't want to scare her away with his recklessness.
One day, She Tianlang was drinking with Yang Jun. In his drunken state, he began to pour out his troubles. Unexpectedly, Yang Jun, upon hearing this, taught She Tianlang a foolproof method he used when dealing with prostitutes.
A few days later, it was She Tianlang's turn to work the night shift. He invited Lu Feng to an entertainment center. She Tianlang first took her dancing and singing, showering her with attention. Finally, he led her to a secluded private room and gave her a drink he had prepared beforehand. At first, She Tianlang didn't notice any special reaction from Lu Feng and inwardly cursed Yang Jun as a liar. Helpless, he could only hug the girl and kiss and caress her as usual. Unexpectedly, after a while, She Tianlang was surprised to find that Lu Feng's cheeks turned bright red under his caresses, her breathing became more and more rapid, her body writhed in his arms like flowing water, and her dry little mouth slightly parted, emitting alluring moans. This was a scene that had never appeared before. In the past, no matter where She Tianlang's hand went, there was always a small hand following behind, which would try its best to stop him from going any further in a critical moment.
But now, the girl just lay limp in his arms, panting and moaning, her hands groping around as if they had nowhere to go, and her legs moving back and forth as if there were ants crawling there.
She Tianlang was overjoyed and almost called Yang Jun "Grandpa" in his heart. However, he still didn't dare to act rashly. He tentatively reached one hand slowly between the girl's legs. That was Lu Feng's forbidden zone. In the past, She Tianlang would be warned as soon as he touched the edge of the area. But now, when She Tianlang's palm covered the girl's private parts, the girl not only did not resist, but arched her back and tried to make close contact between her sensitive area and his palm.
She Tianlang no longer had any reservations. The warm, wet sensation from his palm betrayed the girl's inner desires. He almost roughly tore off the few pieces of clothing the girl had, not even having time to undress himself, only exposing his lower body and his private parts. Then he made the girl half-lie on the sofa, her legs wide open, revealing her tender vulva, and pounced on her, thrusting his hips forward, turning a girl into a woman. (600 words omitted) After countless nights of passion, Lu Feng fell into a deep sleep on the sofa in the private room. The next day, upon waking and opening her eyes, after overcoming the weakness caused by sleep, she suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation. Looking at the naked man beside her, she instantly understood everything. Like any girl deceived and defiled, she first launched a hysterical attack on the man. After plucking a few of She Tianlang's whiskers, the woman, her legs weak and her arms trembling, could only mourn her virginity with sobs and tears. Finally, amidst She Tianlang's half-hearted vows, she half-reluctantly spread her legs and allowed the man to penetrate her again. This one time was enough to give her a taste of pleasure, and from then on, she couldn't stop.
Now, as Lu Feng was carried to bed by the second man in her life, the feeling was incomparable to anything she had experienced before. Her heart pounded uncontrollably, her body trembled incessantly as if she had typhoid fever, and her breasts heaved. Lu Feng suddenly felt that this was truly her first time, and the man before her was the one she willingly gave herself to.
Zhang Ming was already trembling with arousal from the beauty on the bed. If it weren't for the child in her womb, he probably would have already thrown himself on top of her. He tore open his shirt, revealing his strong muscles, while incoherently calling out, "Xiao Feng... Xiao Feng... I..."
Lu Feng kept her eyes closed, hearing only the man calling her name without any other movement. She thought to herself, "You silly boy, what are you calling for... Just do it... Come on, take off my clothes... Come on..."
Another silence followed, broken only by the man's heavy breathing. Lu Feng felt as if she had waited an eternity; she couldn't wait any longer. She slightly opened her beautiful eyes and saw that the man was shirtless, his pants still on, but the high bulge in his crotch was particularly eye-catching. Lu Feng was both angry and amused. She managed to say "You..."
but couldn't finish, quickly closing her eyes tightly in embarrassment.
Zhang Ming was immediately at a loss, muttering, "Xiao Feng... I... this is my first time... how can I... how can I not press on your stomach..."
Lu Feng's long eyelashes trembled slightly. She hadn't expected this man to be a virgin. No wonder...
Gritting her teeth, Lu Feng sat up, her beautiful eyes fixed on the man, and said in a soft, gentle voice, "Let me serve you..."
As she spoke, she slowly reached for her buttons.
As the buttons were undone one by one, as her delicate, snow-white skin was gradually revealed, Zhang Ming felt his breathing become increasingly difficult. When Lu Feng's entire body was displayed before him, Zhang Ming didn't know where to look, because every part was so dazzling, making him want to lick it with his own penis. Finally, he turned his gaze to the woman's legs, where the hot tuft of hair burned like flames, making Zhang Ming dizzy.
Lu Feng knew the man was looking at her private parts. Although she felt extremely ashamed, she didn't try to hide it. Instead, she reached out her slender hand and gently unbuckled the man's belt, then gritted her teeth and pulled down his trousers and underwear together.
A soft cry of "Ah!" rang out as a huge object shot out, startling Lu Feng and making her weak in the knees.

Chapter 12: The Virgin's Journey (Part 2)
Zhang Ming trembled as Lu Feng pulled down his pants. His already aroused member was suddenly freed, standing erect against the woman's luscious face. With a simultaneous gasp, they both closed their eyes. Zhang Ming felt incredibly embarrassed that his shameful state had been so clearly seen by the woman, while Lu Feng was terrified by the man's enormous member. She had initially thought that what She Tianlang possessed was large enough, but upon seeing Zhang Ming's, she realized the true meaning of "there are always higher levels to reach." While deeply shocked, her heart pounded wildly, a mixture of shyness and joy washing over her
. Having tasted the sweetness of life, the thought of this enormous object now belonging to her filled her with a surge of happiness. Lu Feng no longer hesitated; she only wanted to use her tender body to ensure her virgin husband would forever remember their unforgettable first time. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the jade stem so close to hers, then she looked up at the man with his eyes closed, let out a soft moan, and brought her scarlet lips to his.
Zhang Ming, still bewildered with his eyes closed, suddenly felt a warm, moist sensation from his sensitive area. Then, his long-awaited, homeless member was suddenly welcomed into an indescribable wet paradise. Zhang Ming couldn't help but gasp, his eyes widening instantly. Looking down, he saw the woman struggling to swallow his manhood, as if savoring an unparalleled delicacy. Her expression was one of utter tenderness and shyness. Zhang Ming had never witnessed anything like this before. A surge of heat rushed to his head, and his desire flared. He felt a tingling sensation in his lower back, and there was no turning back. He quickly reached out and grabbed the woman, shaking his head and thrusting his hips forward with all his might. With a series of clicks in the woman's throat, the "forgetfulness potion" he had accumulated over thirty years was completely poured into Lu Feng's esophagus.
Although it was her first time doing this for a man, and she had no experience whatsoever, Lu Feng knew that a man's penis liked to linger inside a woman's body after ejaculation. So, despite the man's sudden actions causing her discomfort, as if something was almost inserted into her esophagus, she endured it without pushing him away. Instead, she opened her mouth wide and let him ejaculate freely until the last drop.
Zhang Ming gradually stopped breathing, his reason returning. Opening his eyes, he saw the woman still tightly holding his now limp member, her pretty face slightly upturned, a hint of sorrow in her eyes, as if she were scolding the man for his recklessness. A few tears hung on her snow-white chin, her pitiful yet obedient appearance instantly arousing Zhang Ming's boundless affection. He gently withdrew his limp member, pulling the woman's smooth body into his arms, kissing her face like a woodpecker, murmuring, "Oh... Xiao Feng... baby, I love you... love you..."
Hearing the man's self-talk, Lu Feng felt incredibly happy. She twisted away from his kisses, softly asking, "Was it comfortable just now?"
Zhang Ming blushed and nodded. "There's something even more comfortable, do you want it?"
Lu Feng said teasingly.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ming's desire stirred again. One hand covered the woman's breasts, gently kneading them, while he kissed her small mouth.
Lu Feng covered her face with one hand and hurriedly said, "Wait... I need to go to the bathroom first..." She
then got up and went naked to the bathroom. Zhang Ming stared at the woman's swaying buttocks, wishing he could follow her in.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Zhang Ming imagined the alluring scene of the woman showering while lighting a cigarette and taking a leisurely drag. Thinking about the enchanting scene to come, he felt restless, and his previously limp member began to rise again. Zhang Ming smiled and gently patted it, thinking, "Little brother, don't rush, I'll let you have your fill later. Don't let me down then..."
Just as he was lost in his fantasies, a soft cell phone rang. Zhang Ming knew it was Lu Feng's phone. He didn't want to bother with it, but the caller was persistent, ringing again and again. Zhang Ming had no choice but to get out of bed, find Lu Feng's handbag, and after rummaging around inside, pulled out a small Motorola phone. Zhang Ming glanced casually at the caller ID, and his legs went weak, his scalp tingled, his hair stood on end, and his temples throbbed. He stared blankly at his phone, his mind racing, "How could this be! How could this be!"
Suddenly, as if realizing his panic, he tilted his head back, took a deep breath, and shakily put the phone to his ear.
"Hello!"
Silence. "Hello! Who is this!"
Zhang Ming asked in a trembling voice.
The sound of heavy breathing was clearly audible from the other end. Zhang Ming suddenly felt an overwhelming fear, so much so that he couldn't speak. Just as he was about to hang up, a hoarse voice came from the other end. "You'll all die a horrible death! That bitch will be the first to die, you just wait! Zhao Zhigang's ghost is watching you every day!"
Then came a series of beeps, and the person hung up.
Zhang Ming stood there, holding the phone, his breathing heavy, blood rushing to his head, his limbs trembling like a feverish patient. No wonder he couldn't find this phone that day, so that's why…
Zhang Ming felt a chill run through him. He slowly climbed into bed, wrapped himself in the blanket, and the狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) face of She Tianlang before his death kept flashing through his mind. He had been so careless, so casually ignoring that phone. His boss would definitely be disappointed in him if he found out. He had to find this person, find this phone. Why did he call Lu Feng? What did he know? "Ignoring any small detail could cost us our lives."
That was what the boss had said. This phone was a detail, a detail that could kill everyone.
While Zhang Ming was preoccupied with the phone, Lu Feng emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She glanced at the man lying on the bed wrapped in a blanket, a sly smile playing on her lips. She tiptoed to the bedside, removed the towel, and slowly snuggled into his arms.

Chapter 13 Autumn Night Whispers
It was late autumn. Several months of leisurely life had made Shang Rong look slightly plump. Lying in bed at night, Zi Hui would always stroke his round belly, sighing and warning that pampered men were prone to becoming effeminate. Shang Rong thought to himself, "This woman can't stand seeing her man have a few days of comfort." But though he said this, his reason constantly reminded him of the lurking danger.
That night, Shang Rong and Zi Hui entangled in bed for over an hour before finally concluding their lovemaking. Zi Hui's naked body was soaked through, as if she had been pulled from the water, and she lay on the bed as if dead.
Shang Rong lit a cigarette, smoking it contentedly while looking at the woman limp on the bed with satisfaction, feeling proud of his powerful attack. "Get up and wash! Look at you, you're so wet, you're really made of water!"
Shang Rong said, his mouth never stopping as he felt satisfied.
Zi Hui rolled over languidly onto the man, and said coquettishly, "I don't have the strength, carry me to wash."
Shang Rong slapped the woman's buttocks with a slap, laughing and scolding, "Are you tired or am I tired? I used all my strength."
Zi Hui said reproachfully, "Who told you to do that... Humph... How come you were like that when we first got married... If it were Xiao Ya, you would have been eager to..."
She looked up at the man's unfriendly expression and stopped herself in time.
Ever since the housewarming party, Shang Rong had been conflicted about his relationship with Xiao Ya. If it were up to his nature, ten Qi Xiao Yas would have already been his concubines. But the mere thought of Qi Shundong would cool his pent-up lust. Therefore, even today, he couldn't define his relationship with Xiao Ya. As for Xiao Ya, she was still a virgin; she wouldn't be so desperate as to offer herself up.
Zi Hui noticed that the man looked worried whenever she mentioned Xiao Ya, and she understood somewhat of the reason. So she teased, "You've had Xiao Ya for so long now, why don't you... why are you always bothering me and Qiao Fei..."
Shang Rong stubbed out his cigarette fiercely and sighed deeply. He cupped one of the woman's breasts in his hand and fondled it, saying with apparent annoyance, "Of all my women, only you and Qiao Fei don't make me suspicious. The rest..."
Zi Hui, hearing the man's thoughts, felt relieved. Gao Yan was a woman without connections, so naturally she couldn't gain the man's trust. But she didn't understand why Zhang Yan and Qi Xiaoya made the man so suspicious. Her beautiful eyes lingered on the man's face. Shang Rong saw through the woman's thoughts and sighed, "Of course I trust Yan Yan, but she always reminds me of Zheng Gang."
Zi Hui interrupted the man, saying, "She's divorced from Zheng Gang. Like a pigeon in the sky, once she's in your hands, she belongs to you. What's there to worry about? As for Qi Xiaoya, do you have something to hide? Otherwise, how could you let her get away with it until now?"
Shang Rong was hit where it hurt by Zi Hui's words and couldn't refute her. He became angry and embarrassed, pinched the woman's ample breasts, and shouted, "Turn your ass around, I want to play with..."
Zi Hui said coquettishly, "You're so annoying! If you're so capable, go play with Xiaoya..."
As she spoke, she obediently turned around, presenting her plump buttocks to the man's eyes.
Shang Rong was increasingly enamored with Zi Hui's buttocks. None of the other women could compare; they were either too inexperienced or their shapes were unsatisfactory. Only Zi Hui's… Just as Shang Rong was perversely immersed in Zi Hui's buttocks, a phone call from Zhang Ming poured cold water on his enthusiasm. "Damn it," he thought, "always bringing bad news at this time."
In truth, Shang Rong had no idea that after receiving that call, Zhang Ming had lost all interest in making love with Lu Feng. Unfortunately, Lu Feng was incredibly passionate, and Zhang Ming was inexperienced. With just a little seduction from Lu Feng, Zhang Ming temporarily forgot about the phone call. But feeling guilty, he only managed a few thrusts before ejaculating. Lu Feng knew he was a virgin and lacked stamina, so she didn't mind and simply snuggled into his arms to sleep. But Zhang Ming lay there lost in thought. Although he was holding a captivating beauty, he couldn't fall asleep. After some deliberation, he decided to promptly inform his boss of the bad news.
“That phone has nothing to do with the company.”
After listening to Zhang Ming’s report, Shang Rong didn’t react with the fury or panic Zhang Ming had expected. She remained silent for a while before speaking, “I’m only worried about two things: first, who used that phone to talk to you at the train station with She Tianlang; second, who is holding that phone now, and what does he want?”
Zhang Ming nodded and said, “It seems my phone is unusable now. I wonder how long the telecom company keeps call records.” After
a moment of silence, he continued, “However, I think the person who made the call seems to know something, and seems to hate us a lot.” Unexpectedly,
Shang Rong showed no panic upon hearing Zhang Ming’s words. Instead, she laughed and said, “There’s no love or hate without a reason in this world. Why does he hate us? This person is most likely a relative or friend of She Tianlang.” "Friend. It's now certain that She Tianlang contacted someone or raised an alarm while out of our sight. It's a pity you didn't do your research beforehand at the villa."
Zhang Ming hurriedly explained, "I just wanted to have a proper talk with him, but things happened so suddenly..."
Before he could finish, Shang Rong waved his hand to interrupt him, saying, "What's the point of saying all this? I'll find out about the recorded call myself. How do you plan to find that person?"
Zhang Ming thought for a moment and said, "She Tianlang has a younger brother in university in this city and a younger sister in high school. I need to inquire about other relatives and friends in detail."
Shang Rong nodded, took a drag of his cigarette, and said, "Don't let Lu Feng know. Get her a new phone. You keep the old one yourself. When that person calls again, act weak and tell him you can negotiate any price. Keep him calm for now."
"I think he's just after money. Otherwise, why hasn't he gone to the police station after all this time?"
Zhang Ming judged.
Shang Rong sneered and said, "You should thank God! Good luck won't always be on our side."
He paused, as if remembering something, and then asked, "How are things going with you and that Lu Feng?"
Zhang Ming was taken aback and asked, puzzled, "How are things going with what?"
Shang Rong laughed, "What else could it be? You're not going to say you haven't slept with her, are you?"
Zhang Ming, hearing his boss's blunt words, was momentarily speechless, only managing a chuckle. Shang Rong's face hardened. "I have a feeling she's a ticking time bomb. You absolutely mustn't let her explode."
Zhang Ming naturally understood his boss's meaning. Coupled with the tense atmosphere created by that phone call, he momentarily doubted whether his relationship with Lu Feng had been too impulsive.

Chapter 14 Night Visit to His Lover
Seeing Zhang Ming's thoughtful expression, Shang Rong patted his shoulder reassuringly, "You don't need to think too much. I don't think Lu Feng herself will be affected; it's just that external factors might drag her into it. Just be careful."
Hearing his boss's comforting words, Zhang Ming relaxed. He almost told his boss about his plan to marry Lu Feng, but then he thought better of it; given the current situation, it was best not to say anything.
Shang Rong stretched and glanced at his watch, saying, "Looks like we won't be sleeping tonight. Let's sort things out. I'm getting increasingly confused about Zheng Gang's situation. The police haven't made any moves, but the calmer things are, the more uneasy I feel."
Hearing his boss mention Zheng Gang, Zhang Ming suddenly became agitated. He sat down on a sofa and said in a low voice, "It's not like we've come away empty-handed with Zheng Gang. There's something I'm not sure about, which is why I haven't told you. A few days ago, Pangolin, posing as a policeman, chatted with some of Jin Sheng's neighbors. One of the women told him that one night, when she was returning home, she saw Jin Sheng coming out of his house with a young woman in his arms. She clearly heard Jin Sheng call the young woman 'Aihua.' If I'm not mistaken, the name Wang Lin that the woman used when renting the apartment was fake; Aihua is her real name."
Shang Rong sat bolt upright on the sofa, cursing, "Why the hell are you only telling me this now?"
Zhang Ming was shocked; he hadn't expected such a small matter to elicit such a strong reaction from his boss. "I thought there was no clue yet, I only knew the name, not even the surname..." Zhang Ming stammered.
Shang Rong interrupted him, saying, "I'll judge whether it's valuable or not. This is arguably the most valuable information we've found so far. I want to talk to Pangolin personally."
Seeing his boss's excited expression, Zhang Ming gradually became excited as well. He understood that his boss had all sorts of connections; perhaps a name he considered insignificant could be used by his boss to find Zheng Gang. "Boss, what did you send Map to do? I think we should add a few more people?"
Zhang Ming seized the opportunity while his boss was in high spirits to make his request.
Shang Rong didn't answer immediately when Zhang Ming asked about Map. Through long-term observation, Shang Rong felt that Map was a person who suited his tastes in every way. He was not only calm and capable but also taciturn, the kind of person that both parties could trust. To observe him further, Shang Rong had sent him to Beijing a while ago. The mission was simple: to secretly bring Zhang Yan back. Since Zhang Yan hadn't been around, Shang Rong always felt something was missing in her life. Besides, Zhang Yan's charm in bed was irreplaceable by any other woman.
At this moment, Zhang Ming mentioned pangolin, and Shang Rong silently calculated the dates. If nothing unexpected happened, Zhang Yan should be back in the next few days. Just thinking about the woman's understanding whispers and her graceful, alluring body made Shang Rong's face involuntarily show a dreamy expression. Suddenly realizing Zhang Ming was watching him, Shang Rong coughed twice and said, "I don't object to you finding someone, but whatever you do, don't bring back scum like She Tianlang."
Zhang Ming said shamefully, "I'll be more careful this time."
Shang Rong yawned, stood up, and said, "It's getting late. You have work tomorrow, so get some rest. Remember, have him try to find out all the details from Pangolin. Be very careful not to attract the attention of the Public Security Bureau. Although Qi Shundong is currently recuperating, his henchmen might still be active."
It was already past 3 a.m. when he came out of the entertainment center office. There was no one on the street, and the streetlights cast cold shadows of trees on the ground. A gust of autumn wind blew, and Shang Rong couldn't help but shiver. Winter was coming.
As Shang Rong drove, he was still thinking about what Zhang Ming had just said. The matter of that phone call might not yield any results for the time being, so he had Zhang Ming do some preliminary work first. However, he couldn't get over the woman named Aihua. It had been a long time since he'd heard from Lao Yang, so it seemed necessary to pay him a visit and also figure out another way to ensure Zhang Yan's imminent return.
As the car drove along Northwest Avenue, Shang Rong suddenly thought of Gao Yan. He racked his brains for a moment, but couldn't recall the last time they'd shared a bed; even their meetings were few and far between. The image of a woman sleeping alone in a fur coat on such a late autumn night stirred a pang of pity in Shang Rong's heart, and he inexplicably steered the car towards Gao Yan's house.

Chapter 15: The Teahouse Conspiracy .
Gao Yan's house was a familiar place to Zhang Ming. He parked the car downstairs and glanced at Gao Yan's window; it was already pitch black. It was too late; the woman was clearly asleep. Shang Rong hesitated. After all, he and Gao Yan had been estranged for so long. In the past, Shang Rong wouldn't have cared about the time; he would have knocked on her door whenever the mood struck him. But now… Shang Rong sat in his car, lit a cigarette, and pondered whether or not to go upstairs. He naturally thought of his promise to Fatty Wang Shili, and felt a pang of guilt. So, he tossed away the cigarette butt and decided to go upstairs to check on the woman.
The hallway was eerily quiet. Shang Rong raised his hand to knock, but then realized that knocking on a single woman's door so late at night might leave a bad impression on the neighbors. So, he took out his keys from his pocket. He always carried the keys to Gao Yan and Xiao Ya's homes; subconsciously, it seemed to symbolize possession of the women, whether he went or not.
The lights in the foyer were off, and the living room was pitch black, except for a sliver of soft light leaking from the slightly ajar bedroom door. Shang Rong fumbled to turn on the foyer light and carefully took off his shoes. After entering the living room, he glanced around in the foyer light and then stopped.
Just as I predicted, Fatty Wang's information seemed to be correct. I just didn't expect Gao Yan to be so bold, daring to bring a man home so brazenly. Wasn't she afraid…afraid of what? What was there to be afraid of? Had I made her any promises? In recent months, we hadn't even had a basic romantic relationship. Strictly speaking, she was a free, single woman; she had the right to bring any man she liked home to sleep with.
Shang Rong calmly observed the clothes scattered haphazardly on the sofa, including a woman's bra and a man's underwear. There were two unfinished glasses of wine on the coffee table, and in the ashtray… Shang Rong
was surprised that he felt no anger at all. On the contrary, subconsciously, he even felt a sense of relief, as if he were glad that his woman had finally found a lover. At the same time, any lingering guilt he felt towards the woman vanished. However, he was a very curious man. Although he was basically certain of the man in the bedroom's identity, he still wanted to verify it with his own eyes. So, he tiptoed to the bedroom door like a thief, and slowly pushed the door open with a single finger. By the dim light of the bedroom wall lamp, he could still clearly see the scene on the bed. Although it was late autumn and the night was cool, Gao Yan's snow-white thigh was still exposed. Looking further in, he found his target. Just by looking at that tall, muscular body, he basically confirmed his judgment, not to mention the police uniform in the living room as evidence.
Shang Rong calmly and gently closed the bedroom door again, as if afraid of disturbing the sweet dream of the two lovers. Director Wu! A smile appeared on Shang Rong's lips. Director Wu was one of his own. It was truly a case of keeping the good stuff in the family. Suddenly recalling Gao Yan's hurt and aggrieved expression after Director Wu's first anal penetration, Shang Rong couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "The harder a woman is penetrated by a man, the more deeply she remembers you..."
Emerging from Gao Yan's house, Shang Rong took a deep breath of the fresh night air. Only then did he truly feel that his relationship with Gao Yan could finally be put on hold, and in every respect, it was a relatively satisfactory conclusion.
Because of the new information Zhang Ming provided about Zheng Gang, and the turmoil caused by She Tianlang's phone call, Shang Rong felt an urgent need to visit Lao Yang. There were some things he couldn't figure out without Lao Yang's help. However, thinking of Lao Yang's deliberately mysterious demeanor and hesitant manner of speaking, Shang Rong couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. But what could he do? After all, he needed Lao Yang's help.
This time, Lao Yang didn't fuss about the meeting place like last time. Instead, he directly gave the location of a teahouse, set a time, and told Shang Rong to come directly to him. However, he still reminded him to be careful of any follower and repeatedly emphasized that he must come alone.
Around 8 PM, following the directions provided by Lao Yang, Shang Rong finally found the teahouse after some difficulty. The teahouse was located on a quiet street corner, the words on the signboard already incomplete. Normally, Shang Rong wouldn't have come to such a place even if he were carried in a sedan chair. However, he had to admit that from a security perspective, it was indeed an ideal meeting place. Thus, Shang Rong understood Old Yang's good intentions; after all, Old Yang and his associates were involved in shady dealings.
Going up to the second floor, he saw no customers. The doors to several dilapidated private rooms were wide open, empty, as if they hadn't received any guests for years. Shang Rong pushed open the innermost private room door, and a thick cloud of smoke almost choked him. When the smoke cleared a bit, he saw Old Yang's obese body slumped in his chair, busily puffing out clouds of smoke.
Old Yang waved him in, gesturing for him to sit down. Shang Rong entered the private room and glanced at the woman sitting opposite Old Yang. He hadn't noticed her earlier due to the smoky atmosphere, but upon closer inspection, he was surprised. He immediately recognized the woman as the big-butt policewoman he'd met in Zhang Aijun's office. Although she was in plainclothes, Shang Rong was confident in his eyes. Just as Shang Rong was staring at the woman in a daze, she smiled sweetly at him.

Chapter 16 Old Acquaintances
and New Friends After Shang Rong sat down, Old Yang casually pointed to the woman and said, "Let me introduce you to a friend."
His tone was like that of a pimp. Shang Rong and the woman pretended they had never met before, all four eyes fixed on Old Yang, waiting for his next words.
Old Yang exhaled a puff of smoke and continued, "This is Li Qing. Assistant Director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Currently a member of Zheng Gang's special task force."
He then stared at Shang Rong, seemingly observing his reaction. Shang Rong only showed a hint of curiosity, so Old Yang said with a slightly disappointed tone, "Ms. Li Qing is our friend."
Shang Rong was secretly surprised. The subtext of Old Yang's "friend" was: Li Qing is one of us. How complicated! No wonder Old Yang was so well-informed about the Municipal Public Security Bureau; he had such a friend by the director's side. Shang Rong felt a surge of inexplicable joy. In a sense, wouldn't he now have a friend by the director's side? Thinking this, he regretted his rash behavior in Zhang Aijun's office that day. However, when he turned to look at Li Qing, he found that the woman didn't seem to hold a grudge.
"It's an honor to meet Miss Li Qing,"
Shang Rong said in a refined manner, extending his hand to the woman. Li Qing gracefully bowed and shook hands with Shang Rong, saying, "I've long admired Mr. Shang's reputation; it's a pleasure to finally meet you today."
Shang Rong thought to himself, "This woman is no wonder she's a police officer; she's really good at putting on airs. She's even been to my house, and she hasn't shown a hint of anything.
" "Alright, now that you've met, there's nothing more for me. I ate too much tonight; I need to take a stroll to digest,"
Old Yang said slowly, then stood up to leave. Shang Rong was completely bewildered. He hadn't said anything, and he was already leaving. Did he come all this way expecting him to introduce him to girls? Just as he was wondering, Li Qing said in time, "Then, Lao Yang, please take your time. I need to talk to President Shang."
Shang Rong seemed to only then realize Li Qing's identity, and at the same time, he suddenly understood Lao Yang's cunning side. It turned out that Lao Yang was afraid that he would get too deeply involved in Shang Rong's affairs, so he entrusted him to Li Qing. This way, he both saved face for Sun Xiaoning and left himself a way out. Shang Rong was a little unhappy for a moment, and didn't even stand up to say a polite word.
Here, Li Qing poured Shang Rong a cup of tea and said, "Don't look at this place. This tea is quite good. You may not know, but Lao Yang is a master of tea."
Shang Rong quickly said politely, "Thank you, but I don't know anything about tea. I'm just drinking nonsense!" He
paused and continued, "Miss Li, I hope you won't take that incident to heart. I... I just have that habit of talking nonsense. Actually, I don't mean anything by it..."
Li Qing looked at him with wide eyes, but the smile on her face had already disappeared. She said calmly, "I'm not a child; I won't be affected by a few pointless words."
Shang Rong looked at the woman's face and realized she was at most around thirty years old. That time in Zhang Aijun's office, he had only noticed her round, large buttocks, not her face. Li Qing's looks weren't as striking as Zi Hui's, but she possessed a cold elegance and maturity that Zi Hui lacked. If he could conquer a woman like this in bed, it would be incredibly fulfilling.
Shang Rong thought dreamily.
"Tell me, what exactly did you want with Lao Yang today?"
Li Qing seemed oblivious to Shang Rong's direct gaze, showing no hesitation whatsoever.
Shang Rong was momentarily at a loss for words, wondering whether he should tell her about Ai Hua and that phone. Li Qing seemed to see through the man's thoughts, and said with a slight pout, "You don't need to worry. Since Lao Yang introduced me to you, he's already told me the general situation. If you keep hiding things, I won't be able to help you. Actually, although I don't know Mr. Sun personally, I've admired him for a long time, but we've just never had the chance to meet."
As she finished speaking, a longing expression appeared on her face, making Shang Rong feel a surge of jealousy.
Since Li Qing had already said this much, Shang Rong had nothing to hide. Although Lao Yang was very shrewd, he wouldn't harm him. So he cautiously asked, "I have a cell phone, and I don't want others to know my call records."
Li Qing nodded, asking nothing, and simply waited for the man to continue.
Shang Rong had no choice but to continue, "We found someone's name, and I wonder if you could help me find out about her. Actually, that's all we wanted to talk to Lao Yang about today. We just haven't seen him in a long time, and we wanted to chat."
Li Qing smiled slightly. She quickly realized the two things the man mentioned were definitely important. Although he spoke casually, she couldn't hide it from him. However, she wouldn't discuss this with Shang Rong. In their line of work, a little hint was enough for them to understand everything.
"That's all? If you find that woman, what do you plan to do? You won't do it like you did with Jin Sheng and Zhao Zhigang, will you?"
Li Qing asked, staring at the man.
Even though they were already open and honest "friends," Shang Rong was still startled by the woman's words. He truly didn't understand why Qi Shundong hadn't taken any action against him after all this time, even though his little secret seemed like a thorn in the side to this woman from the Public Security Bureau. Shang Rong seemed to have no time to answer Li Qing's question, and instead asked curiously, "Does everyone in your Public Security Bureau think that Jin Sheng and Zhao Zhigang's matter is related to me?"
Li Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she said in an icy tone, "More or less."
Shang Rong hurriedly asked, "What about Qi Shundong?"
Li Qing looked down at the table and said softly, "Let me tell you, Qi Shundong is a veteran policeman. He has people all over him. Although he's currently in charge of other matters, if he wants to do something, no one can stop him. Every policeman has the right and obligation to arrest criminals. Of course, he must have evidence."
Hearing the word "evidence," Shang Rong slowly breathed a sigh of relief, staring intently at Li Qing and asking provocatively, "So what about you? Don't you arrest criminals?"
Li Qing met his gaze without flinching and said, "Unfortunately, I'm not a policeman."
After a pause, she added, "Qi Shundong is someone I respect very much. I want to remind you not to cause trouble. You don't need to provoke him with his daughter. You should know that Qi Shundong isn't some otherworldly being. You might not be able to handle him when he gets angry."
Shang Rong narrowed his eyes . Staring at the woman, he said, "I love her daughter."
Li Qing stood up from her seat and said coldly, "Let's stop here for today. We can't see each other often. I'll contact you if anything comes up."
She then walked towards the door. Shang Rong watched her retreating figure, his attention once again drawn to the woman's plump buttocks. Just as the woman was about to leave, and Shang Rong was trying to find a suitable farewell, the woman suddenly turned around and asked, "How many women do you have?"
Shang Rong stood up, his eyes brazenly scanning the woman's body, and said almost with certainty, "Including you, there are six."
Li Qing's expression remained unchanged, and she said in a calm tone, "That's your biggest weakness."
She then left, leaving Shang Rong alone in the empty teahouse, pondering the meaning of the woman's last words.

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