[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - Episode 18

Chapter 78 The Mysterious Visitor
The Hyde Hotel is a five-star hotel, 68 stories high. Standing in front of the hotel entrance and looking up, you can't see the top. Like most five-star hotels: a luxurious, modern lobby; beautiful and smiling receptionists; fully armed and arrogant security guards at the entrance; mysterious guests sitting in the lobby smoking expensive cigarettes; and all sorts of women coming and going, their behavior suspicious. In short, it's like most five-star hotels—nothing special, just a bunch of reinforced concrete buildings lavishly decorated for the wealthy to enjoy and have fun. However, unlike most five-star hotels, the Hyde Hotel isn't located in the city's CBD. Instead, it's situated next to a quiet botanical garden, far from the city center. It takes about thirty minutes to drive there from the city center, so those who frequent this area are either hotel guests or people associated with the hotel; ordinary people wouldn't come here.
Shang Rong left the entertainment center at 7:20 PM, thinking he had plenty of time. However, he encountered numerous red lights and a car accident along the way, forcing him to take a detour. By the time he arrived at the hotel, it was already 8:05 PM. It seemed he was destined to be late. He figured he'd just have to make Sun Xiaoning wait; after all, Sun Xiaoning was his future brother-in-law.
When the door to room 1506 opened, Shang Rong had prepared a humble smile, but he instantly wiped it away. The person who opened the door was a young man, about his age. Probably one of Sun Xiaoning's henchmen. Shang
Rong was about to introduce himself and explain his purpose when the man took two steps back without a word, inviting him in with his gaze. Shang Rong didn't stand on ceremony; why be polite to Sun Xiaoning's henchman? Entering the room, he saw it was a suite. Another man, about the same age as the one who opened the door, was sitting on the sofa in the living room, but his gaze was even more sinister. Damn it, have they been watching too many movies? Don't they know there are smiling, friendly spies in this world?
Just then, the spy who opened the door knocked lightly on the inner door a few times, then pushed it open a crack and gestured for Shang Rong to come in. There was more than one person in the room: Sun Xiaoning. With him was a man in his forties or fifties, slightly overweight, whose height was indistinguishable from his sitting position on the sofa. His head was bald, but his face was kind, and he didn't have the sharp, eagle-like gaze he usually had. In Shang Rong's eyes, this man was clearly not like the two outside; he seemed more like one of his own—a businessman.
Seeing Shang Rong enter, Sun Xiaoning didn't even stand up, simply saying indifferently, "You're here, have a seat."
It was as if the two had just met an hour ago. Shang Rong felt annoyed; what a big shot! Seeing a sofa near the door, he went over and sat down. The three of them formed a triangle. No one spoke, and the room was unusually quiet. This unsettling silence made Shang Rong uncomfortable, and he sat there, unsure of what to do. He was certain the two men had been discussing something for quite some time before he entered, because the ashtray in front of the fat man (though far less so than Wang the Fat Man) already contained dozens of cigarette butts. Sun Xiaoning didn't smoke, but this fat man's addiction seemed similar to his own.
"Shang Rong, let me introduce you. This is Old Yang. Please get acquainted,"
Sun Xiaoning said as Shang Rong's gaze fell upon the ashtray in front of Old Yang.
The fat man was quite enthusiastic, bending down to shake Shang Rong's thick hand, saying, "Mr. Sun and I are old friends. He mentioned you to me. Let's keep in touch."
Old Yang? Damn it, doesn't he have a name? There are thousands of people named Old Yang in this world. Old friend? Why call an old friend "Mr."? He really didn't understand these people. He'd better just make up a few words and leave.
The fat man seemed to read Shang Rong's mind. He stubbed out his cigarette, stood up, and said to Sun Xiaoning, "Sir, you two continue your talk. I'll take my leave."
Sun Xiaoning didn't try to stop him, saying calmly, "Alright."
Neither of them paid any attention to Shang Rong as they left the room. Shang Rong
thought to himself, "What a bunch of idiots! They don't understand basic human decency." He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and was about to exhale a cloud of smoke when Sun Xiaoning came in, looking displeased. "Smoke less," he said. "You business people have a lot of bad habits. Overcoming one is one less bad habit."
Shang Rong was already furious, and inwardly cursed, "What the hell is it to you? Your sister doesn't mind, so why are you in such a hurry?"
Although he was unhappy, he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he smiled and said, "Brother is right,"
and stubbed out his cigarette.
Perhaps the address of "Big Brother" hit the nail on the head, reminding Sun Xiaoning of the special relationship between this person and his sister. Therefore, Sun Xiaoning's expression gradually softened, and he slowly said, "I came here on some official business, and Xiaoyu insisted that I come see you."
He then picked up his teacup, took a sip of water, and continued, "I know what Xiaoyu means."
He then fell silent, squinting as if considering his words. Hearing Sun Xiaoning's words, Shang Rong felt a thousand kisses for Xiaoyu in his heart. This little thing, so selfless, even hiding her identity, always thinking of her man—what a wonderful woman! "Big Brother, have you seen Xiaoyu?"
Sun Xiaoning didn't answer his question, but seemed to be talking to himself, saying, "I've thought about it and transferred your contact information to Lao Yang. He has more information than I do, and it'll be easier for you two to contact each other."
Information? What information did Lao Yang have? Zheng Gang's? Mine? The Public Security Bureau's? Shang Rong pricked up his ears, staring at Sun Xiaoning's shoes, waiting for further explanation.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Sun Xiaoning asked, looking intently at Shang Rong.
Shang Rong didn't answer immediately, but considered how much to let him know. After a long while, he said in a low voice, "That person seems to have disappeared temporarily."
"You must have given him money, right?" "I gave him some."
Shang Rong knew he couldn't hide this from Sun Xiaoning, so he honestly admitted it.
"How much?"
"One hundred thousand."
"Foolish! You're making trouble for yourself, giving him a handle to use against you."
Sun Xiaoning sighed.
"But... if I don't give him any... what if he falls into the hands of the police again..."
Shang Rong didn't expect that his well-thought-out plan would be called foolish by Sun Xiaoning. He was so anxious that he couldn't speak properly.
Sun Xiaoning sneered, "You're afraid that if he gets caught again, he'll implicate you. Then why didn't he extricate you when he was facing death? Is he a prophet? Did he know that he would escape one day?"
Shang Rong didn't expect that Sun Xiaoning, who was far away in Shanghai, knew so much about this matter. If he were Qi Shundong, he would have no choice but to turn himself in. But he still argued, "Times have changed. Back then, he was acting out of desperation, or perhaps he was driven by a twisted mind. Now, if I don't give him money, he'll hate me."
Sun Xiaoning sneered again, "Even if he implicates you, it's just empty talk. Where's the evidence? Giving him money now is exactly what Qi Shundong wants."
"This..."
Shang Rong was speechless with shock, staring blankly at Sun Xiaoning.
"Old Yang has access to some materials from the Public Security Bureau regarding this case. You might not believe it, but just before Zheng Gang escaped, Qi Shundong intentionally released him—in a very... you know why he did that? There's only one purpose: evidence. Now you've provided him with it... If you catch Zheng Gang again, you'll be in deep trouble. Who would give a fugitive death row inmate 100,000 yuan for no reason? That alone will be enough to cause you criminal charges."
Shang Rong was too ashamed to lift his head. Sun Xiaoning's words were all convincing, and he had to admit that he was indeed stupid. Damn it, what that robot said was utter nonsense; his intelligence was actually lower than that of an ordinary person. A wave of frustration washed over Shang Rong, and he instantly lost his fighting spirit. He unconsciously took out a cigarette and lit it, and this time Sun Xiaoning didn't stop him.
"I've analyzed Zheng Gang's psychology in detail,"
Sun Xiaoning said slowly and deliberately. "I don't know what grudge you two have, but he didn't have good intentions when he gave you this money. As long as the gun isn't pointed at his head, he won't mention you. If he's going to be tied up and executed tomorrow, he'll definitely expose you tonight. As for how much it will affect you, that's not something a dead man like him should be concerned about. This is the most interesting game a dying man plays. I don't know why he chose you."
After speaking, his eagle eyes were fixed on his future brother-in-law.
Shang Rong shook his head, feigning confusion. He absolutely couldn't let his future brother-in-law know the details, so he had to change the subject. “If Zheng Gang falls into their hands, then I’ll be…”
Sun Xiaoning waved his hand reassuringly and said, “That’s not necessarily true. It’s all about human effort. As long as you don’t kill anyone or sell weapons, there’s always a way to resolve things.”
Shang Rong felt a chill run down his spine instead of relief. He hadn’t even had time to sell the weapons yet, and as for killing someone… he immediately thought of Jin Sheng. It seemed that even the old spy Sun Xiaoning couldn’t do anything if he killed someone. But Shang Rong still seemed unwilling to give up and asked, “What if I find Zheng Gang?”
Sun Xiaoning looked at him meaningfully and said, “Zheng Gang isn’t one of the people I’m talking about. He’s a death row inmate… Of course, the execution unit for death row inmates is the state agency. If you want to act on behalf of heaven, it’s best not to let Qi Shundong know…”
Although Sun Xiaoning’s words sounded like a joke, Shang Rong understood the underlying meaning, and his determination to eliminate Zheng Gang became even stronger.
It was past midnight when Shang Rong said goodbye to Sun Xiaoning. Through their conversation, Shang Rong gradually pieced together a plan. Two things were crucial to him: the safety of his funds and Zheng Gang's whereabouts. The first was relatively easier to handle; Sun Xiaoning had promised to find him an expert to help him "manage his finances." As for Zheng Gang, he was indeed difficult to find, and Sun Xiaoning hadn't offered any opinion on this critical issue, only introducing him to a friend—Old Yang, who seemed like himself.
Overall, Shang Rong was in a relatively good mood as he left the Hyde Hotel; at least he had regained the courage to face challenges. However, Sun Xiaoning's words at the door annoyed him greatly: "Don't go looking for my sister before you've cleaned your own mess."
Damn it, your sister doesn't even mind my messy backside, why are you meddling? Despite this, after his meeting with Sun Xiaoning tonight, Shang Rong no longer dared to underestimate his future brother-in-law. Besides, Sun Xiaoning wasn't alone; he had a group of people behind him, and the world was full of people they called friends.

Chapter 79 Cloudy to Sunny
Around noon, Zi Hui returned to her office, picked up the internal phone, and was about to dial when she realized Qiao Fei hadn't come to work today, "recovering from her injuries."
She was so busy she'd forgotten everything. Then she remembered Xiao Lin was also "recovering from her injuries" at home,
so she felt it necessary to call home. Of course, Aunt Yang answered the phone. Aunt Yang was completely confused now. Before, when it was just Zi Hui and Zhang Yan, she addressed them as "eldest young lady" and "second young lady." Now that Zhang Yan was gone, and two younger girls had arrived, she didn't know how to address them. It seemed she would have to consult Mr. Shang about this one day, because she had already realized that Mr. Shang was the one who called the shots in this household. Now that the eldest daughter was calling to inquire about the two girls, Zi Hui could only say, "The younger girl is doing her homework, and the older girl doesn't seem to be up yet. Oh, breakfast is ready."
Upon hearing that the older girl hadn't gotten up, Zi Hui was slightly surprised. Had the man been roughing with her again after she left? Damn it, he had no sense of pity. How could Fei'er's delicate body withstand such rough treatment? No, she had to go back and check on her. Suddenly, she remembered she hadn't called Xiao Lin's homeroom teacher, Ms. Zhou, to ask for leave. Zi Hui felt a pang of annoyance. Why was she worrying so much?
Xiao Lin was such a good girl. Zi Hui had seen the girl studying when she left in the morning, and now, seeing her still engrossed in her studies as she entered the house, Zi Hui felt a sense of relief. She felt her worries hadn't been in vain, and she only hoped that Xiao Lin would have a good future. When Xiaolin saw Zihui return, she ran up to her affectionately to get her slippers, asking, "Sister, did you call Teacher Zhou?"
Zihui patted the girl's head and said, "Of course I did. Teacher Zhou wants you to rest at home for a while. Starting tomorrow, Teacher Zhou will come to give you extra tutoring, so you have to study hard and not fall behind."
With that, she hurried upstairs.
Qiaofei lay in bed, unable to sleep. Her mind was racing, filled with anxiety and uncertainty. She was preoccupied with what would become of her in the future. Psychologically, she had become accustomed to her relationship with Zihui, a kind of woman-on-woman game, and had even tasted its initial sweetness. Therefore, she was physically averse to men. Qiao Fei's aversion to men stemmed from a secret hidden deep within her heart. She had intended to keep this secret for life, never telling anyone. However, one day, while she and Zi Hui were caressing each other in bed, in the heat of the moment, under Zi Hui's persistent questioning, she reluctantly recounted the events to her sister, making Zi Hui swear never to tell a third party. Even now, Zi Hui continues to keep this secret, not even uttering a word to Shang Rong.
But after last night's unexpected and passionate encounter, Qiao Fei felt confused. What had happened to her? Although it was sudden and she wasn't prepared, how could she have so easily let a man take her? Did she resist the moment he entered her? And how could she explain her intimacy with him this morning? Qiao Fei clearly remembered moaning, just like the moans she made with Zi Hui. Finally, when the man ejaculated inside her, she even instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. All of this was so shameful, but it also proved an undeniable fact: she was a normal woman, her body was perfectly capable of accepting a man's penetration, not like she had imagined… Thinking of this, Qiao Fei felt a surge of joy, and couldn't help but reach down to her crotch, gently caressing her hot, plump, tender flesh. "You little thing! I thought you couldn't handle a man…"
Seeing Zi Hui tiptoe in, Qiao Fei suddenly felt a wave of shame and quickly turned away, her back and buttocks facing outwards. Zi Hui walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking the girl's shoulder, unsure what to say. After a long while, she gently turned the girl over to lie flat, looking at the girl with her eyes closed, and said, "Don't move, let me see if you're hurt?" Then she pulled back
the blanket. Qiao Fei sweetly called out, "Sister…"
and obediently remained still.
The girl's lower body was naked as it had been the night before, only the sheets beneath her had been changed, and faint traces of blood remained between her legs. When Zi Hui saw the two swollen, tender labia, she couldn't help but gasp in surprise. "
Oh my god! Fei'er, he... he did it again this morning..." Qiao Fei looked at Zi Hui with teary eyes and nodded slightly. Zi Hui turned around and hugged the girl tightly, kissing her face frantically, murmuring, "Oh, my poor little darling, it's all my fault, I didn't take good care of you, I never thought he would..."
As she spoke, she just kept kissing the girl's face, covering her delicate cheeks with her saliva.
Qiao Fei was also infected by her sister's actions, hugging Zi Hui and calling out softly in a trembling voice, while she put her mouth to Zi Hui, sticking out her little clitoris to lick it. After a few licks, Zi Hui sucked it into her mouth tightly, unwilling to separate for a long time.
Finally, Zi Hui simply got into bed, held the girl in her arms, and spoke softly. "Baby, I promise you, from now on, he will never dare to touch you unless you want to."
The girl squirmed in her arms and let out a soft moan. Zi Hui continued, "Actually, last night I only came over because I heard you calling when I was in the bathroom. I didn't expect he had already... Why didn't you do it sooner..."
Qiao Fei raised her pretty face, still flushed with shyness, and said coquettishly, "How could I have time... He went in so deep all at once... It hurt so much..."
Looking at the girl's charming appearance, Zi Hui's heart fluttered, and she whispered against the girl's face: "The first time, of course it hurts! The first time we did it, it took him half the night to get it in... Later, I saw how anxious he was, his face turned red, so I had to endure the shame and hold it myself, slowly pushing it in little by little. Even then, it hurt so much I was sweating bullets."
Qiao Fei couldn't help but interject, "You were young then, he... he had no experience... Now... now he's..."
Zi Hui seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "I just don't understand, your area is so sensitive, it tightens up like crazy with just a light touch... Every time I..." " You can only get in a little bit with saliva on your fingers... How... How did he break you in one go... Did he... play with you for a long time before..."
Qiao Fei was so ashamed after hearing Zi Hui's words that she protested, "No, I..."
Thinking about how to explain, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "I thought you were coming over... so... so I... did that first..."
Zi Hui understood the girl's intermittent words. No wonder, it turned out that the love fluid that the girl had given her had benefited that man. With the help of the love fluid, wouldn't he be able to go straight for the target? She felt sorry for the girl and after a tender kiss, she whispered, "Then in the future... will you still let him... do it to you..."
The girl hummed after a long while, "I don't know..."
Zi Hui knew what was going on after hearing the girl say that. It seemed that the man had spent a lot of time on the girl after she left this morning. But that was good, so she didn't have to worry about Qiao Fei anymore. Of course, she would find a suitable opportunity to give that man a heads-up. If he wanted to have Xiao Fei all to himself, she wouldn't allow it. Just then, the girl murmured, "Sister... what if... what if I get pregnant..."
Zi Hui paused for a moment and understood what the girl meant by "pregnant," then laughed, "It's not that easy! I've done it with him so many times, every time I let him do as he pleases, shooting wherever he wants, but for some reason, I just can't get pregnant. I'm so worried, I don't even dare to go to the hospital for a checkup. If you really were pregnant, wouldn't he be obsessed with you? He'd be dreaming of having a bunch of little kids following him around!"
"A bunch?"
Qiao Fei's eyes widened in surprise. Zi Hui looked at the girl's expression and laughed, "What? Are you scared?"
She paused and continued, "Don't worry, there are plenty of women to raise his babies..."
Qiao Fei suddenly grabbed Zi Hui's arm and asked, "Sister... how many women does Big Brother have... aren't you jealous at all?"
Zi Hui was stunned for a moment, then asked back, "Are you jealous?"
Qiao Fei then pouted, "I'm asking you, why are you dragging me into this?"
But strangely, Qiao Fei felt that how many women Shang Rong had was none of her business, so she couldn't be jealous at all. Did she not have feelings for this man? That's not necessarily true.
Seeing the girl lost in thought, Zi Hui sighed and said, "Jealous women are the most pitiful. Even if you're his wife, what can you do if he's determined to find other women? The key is whether he still cares about you. Our man isn't like he used to be. Now his heart is bigger; he can hold many women. I don't know how he has so much energy."
Thinking of the man's boundless energy in bed, Zi Hui trembled. She pulled the girl close and said sweetly, "Good Fei'er, if you hurt there, I won't bother you. You should bother me..."
She then pulled the girl's hand to her crotch. There, she was already wet and glistening with moisture.

Chapter 80 Father and Daughter Turn Against
Each Other Qi Shundong had been in a bad mood lately. He was even a little depressed. He had never encountered a situation like this in his life. Since having Wuliangye liquor with his superior Zhang Aijun, a subtle change had occurred in their relationship. Although they greeted each other as usual when they bumped into each other at work, both knew it was just a formality, a pretense. The natural harmony of their previous comrade-in-arms relationship had vanished. Of course, only the two involved were aware of this change; outsiders couldn't see it. However, Qi Shundong clearly saw the change in the director's attitude towards Zheng Gang's case. On the surface, Zhang Aijun had never interfered with Zheng Gang's case. He used to frequently inquire about the progress and offer encouragement. Since that conversation, Zhang Aijun hadn't proactively sought his information, and even when reporting to the provincial department, he would make excuses to slip away, leaving Qi Shundong to go alone. Yesterday, Qi Shundong had asked Zhang Aijun to sign the documents for applying for a nationwide arrest warrant for Zheng Gang. Although Zhang Aijun signed readily, Qi Shundong could still read the unspoken message on the director's face: Zheng Gang is Zheng Gang; don't drag Shang Rong into it.
A case without the support of the top leader can only have one outcome: becoming an unsolved mystery. The best-case scenario is a hasty, superficial investigation, let alone the top leader turning against you. Qi Shundong was well aware of this. However, he knew that persuading the bureau chief to change his mind was virtually impossible. He now faced only two paths: one was to confront Zhang Aijun and thoroughly investigate the case; the other was to visit Zhang Aijun again for drinks, telling him that the embezzled funds were no longer the main objective, and that his intention was to quickly apprehend Zheng Gang and close the case. In this way, the old bureau chief would surely open his arms and accept him again, making his successor after the old bureau chief's retirement a foregone conclusion. However, choosing the first path, unless he had a powerful backer, the consequences were unimaginable. Qi Shundong naturally wanted to take the first path, not because of any higher moral character, but because of his long-cultivated personality. Unfortunately, he couldn't find such a backer.
He had thought of Director Li Changnian of the Provincial Department, who had been very concerned about the case. Qi Shundong had tried several times to have a serious talk with him, not about technical issues, but about the attitude of the bureau's main leaders towards Zheng Gang's case. If Director Li could set the tone for the case in front of Zhang Aijun and himself, then he could work more freely. However, what made Qi Shundong hesitate was whether Zhang Aijun had communicated with Li Changnian privately. Acting rashly would only leave him with the suspicion of tattling, or worse, disrespect for leadership, organization, and discipline, which would make it impossible for him to stay in the bureau.
In the evening, Qi Shundong dragged his heavy steps home. When he entered, he thought the sun had risen in the west—his daughter, Qi Xiaoya, had actually come home and was mopping the floor. After his outburst at Xiaoya's office last time, Qi Shundong felt a pang of regret. His daughter was still young; even a seasoned veteran like him couldn't see through the complexities of society, let alone a naive girl. Putting aside Xiaoya's work and her feelings for him, she was a fairly sensible child. Thinking this, Qi Shundong decided to have a good talk with his daughter tonight.
A rare smile appeared on Qi Shundong's face as he greeted his daughter, "Xiaoya's back."
Qi Xiaoya merely glanced at the man, hummed in response, and continued working.
"What have you been busy with lately? I haven't seen you around much. Your mother keeps nagging you,"
Qi Shundong said, sitting down on the sofa to ease the tension. However, his daughter didn't respond. Qi Shundong felt awkward. He then tried to make conversation, saying, "I've been busy lately and haven't had time to ask about your work. Let's talk about it today."
Xiaoya glanced up at her father and suddenly noticed his weary face, looking utterly exhausted. A pang of pity stirred within her. She put the mop back in the bathroom and sat down on a chair opposite Qi Shundong, her eyes fixed on the flowerpots on the windowsill, remaining silent. Qi Shundong seemed to have never observed his daughter so closely before. He suddenly felt that she had grown so much he almost didn't recognize her, and was even slightly surprised by her beauty. However, seeing Xiaoya's unusual obedience, he was pleased, and his voice softened, a stark contrast to his usual domineering manner.
"Xiaoya, has Shang Rong contacted you recently?"
Qi Shundong didn't understand why he had gone straight to the point, but the words were already out, and he quickly added, "I was just asking, nothing more."
Hearing the name Shang Rong, Xiaoya felt a wave of disappointment. She knew he would ask about that. He was always busy with work; he wasn't concerned about her, he clearly just wanted to get information about that person from her. Thinking of this, she replied irritably, "Yes, he did. So what?"
Qi Shundong, of course, heard the harshness in his daughter's tone, but upon hearing that Shang Rong had indeed contacted her, he felt a pang of unease. He forced a low voice and said, "Last time I was with you, although I had a bad temper, everything I said was for your own good. You should stay away from this person."
Looking up at his daughter's tense face, he continued, "Telling you this is already against work discipline, but you won't believe me if I don't explain it clearly. That Shang Rong took a huge sum of money he shouldn't have, and he's also connected to a death row inmate. Think about it, can you expect a good outcome by taking shortcuts with someone like that?"
After hearing Qi Shundong's words, Xiaoya's face revealed a contemptuous smile, and she said in a sweet, melodious voice, "Then hurry up and arrest him! He has committed such a serious crime, why haven't you arrested him yet? If you arrest him and put him in jail, how can he contact me?"
Qi Shundong was both angry and amused. These words were a sign of his daughter's immaturity, so he tried to be patient and said, "The police can't arrest people arbitrarily. They need solid evidence before they can arrest someone. I'm... " "We're just collecting evidence against him; we'll arrest him sooner or later."
Xiaoya found this even more ridiculous, staring at the man and saying, "Ridiculous! How do you know he's a criminal when there's no evidence yet? I may not be a law student, but I know that presumption of guilt is a major taboo in your line of work."
She took a breath to calm herself and added, "Of course, presumption of guilt is your law."
Perhaps because their voices were getting louder, Xiaoya's mother, who was cooking dinner in the kitchen, came out and said to Xiaoya, "Xiaoya, talk things out, don't argue with your father."
Before Xiaoya could respond, Qi Shundong said impatiently, "Go cook your dinner; this is none of your business."
The main reason Xiaoya had taken the time to go home was because she was worried about her mother, especially since her mother was a woman who had suffered greatly at the hands of her father. Hearing the man speak to her mother in this tone made her furious. Although Qi Shundong always spoke to his wife in a domineering manner, in this situation, it sounded particularly grating to Xiaoya. She couldn't help but stand up, pointing at Qi Shundong and saying sharply, "How could you tell my mother this! How can you say my mother isn't involved! The one who's truly innocent here is you..."
Seeing Xiaoya's aggressive demeanor, Qi Shundong knew the conversation was over, but he was still somewhat unwilling to give up. He raised his voice, saying, "Xiaoya, you're an adult. Don't you think about why Shang Rong would invest in you for no reason? Don't naively think it's because of your pretty face. If that were the case, things would be much simpler. Unfortunately, Shang Rong isn't that naive."
Hearing her father mention her pretty face, Xiaoya was deeply hurt. She thought to herself: Yes, you've always thought I'm just making a living off my pretty face. In your eyes, what's the difference between me and a prostitute? Xiaoya's face flushed red, and tears welled in her eyes as she cried out, "You're right this time! Lots of people want to invest in me, but they're not suspects. Their only goal is to sleep with me. They're just too stingy with their offers; I don't want them. Of course I'll go with Shang Rong because he offered the highest price. I don't care about criminals..."
Qi Shundong trembled with anger upon hearing his daughter's words. He pointed at Xiaoya and berated her mother, "Listen to this! How is this any different from a prostitute on the street?!" "You've raised such a good daughter..."
Before Qi Shundong could finish speaking, Xiaoya stepped forward and shouted, "You're right again... But this has nothing to do with Mom... I learned it all from you, to be ruthless in achieving my goals..."
Qi Shundong felt speechless about his daughter. Looking at Xiaoya's rapidly heaving, swollen breasts and the round, bulging mound under her tight pants, he couldn't help but sigh deeply. His daughter had not only grown up but was no longer a simple girl; her curvaceous figure made her look every bit the woman. But he still wanted to summarize and give his daughter one last piece of advice: "In that case, you can ask other men for money, but you can't mess around with Shang Rong, because I don't want to put you in jail myself."
Xiaoya said, word by word, "You've never cared about me since I was little, so why should you care who I'm with now? I'll walk my own path; you don't need to worry about me."
After saying that, she went into another room, and after a commotion, she rushed out of the house, disheveled and carrying a bag.
Watching his daughter's departing figure, Qi Shundong felt a wave of dizziness. He swayed and collapsed onto the sofa, panting heavily. His woman quickly came over to support him, saying, "Old Qi, Old Qi, are you alright?"
Qi Shundong brushed her hand away, angrily replying, "I'm fine, I won't die."
Suddenly, in that instant, he couldn't help but think of the old monk at Qingyuan Temple, and his words. He let out a deep breath. Even if my life hangs in the balance, I will completely eradicate these monsters of humanity. He made a decision: tomorrow he would go to see Li Changnian at the provincial department. He would not only contend with Zheng Gang and Shang Rong, but also with Zhang Aiguo and all the hypocrites, both on and off stage. ( Chapter 81-85
: Family Matters ) That evening, after dinner, only Zi Hui and Shang Rong remained in the living room. Xiao Lin was doing her homework upstairs. Shang Rong lay half-reclined on the sofa, watching television absentmindedly, thinking about the phone call Yu Yongming had made to him earlier that day. Yu Yongming told him that because Zheng Gang could not be apprehended, Zhang Caixia's first-instance verdict might be postponed indefinitely. However, Zhang Caixia's health had been poor recently, and she had been staying at the First Prison Hospital. Yu Yongming suggested that Shang Rong try to find a way to get Zhang Caixia medical parole, saying that now was an opportunity and Shang Rong should consider it. After receiving the information from Yu Yongming, Shang Rong initially wanted to call Zhang Caixia's lawyer, Zhao Lei, for advice. However, he then remembered that this lawyer had been found by Zi Hui. In Zhang Caixia's case, Shang Rong had not personally intervened, but instead had Zi Hui handle the case, precisely to avoid giving the impression that he, Shang Rong, was interested in it. Zi Hui had already showered, and while drying her still-wet hair with a towel, she leaned closer to Shang Rong. Normally, a night like this would be precious for the two of them, but because of the news Yu Yongming brought, Shang Rong was troubled. Whenever Zhang Caixia was mentioned, or even just thought of her, his mood would darken; it was becoming a real worry for him. "What are you thinking about?" Zi Hui, seeing that he hadn't reacted at all while leaning against her, gently pushed him away and asked sweetly. Shang Rong looked at the woman's radiant face after her shower and said casually, "What was the name of that lawyer you hired for Zhang Caixia last time?" "Zhao Lei, what's wrong?" Zi Hui asked, puzzled by the man's sudden question.

Shang Rong hesitated for a moment and said, "Talk to him tomorrow and see if you can get Zhang Caixia medical parole. Yu Yongming said today that Zhang Caixia is quite ill and has been hospitalized. Besides, after Zheng Gang ran away, who knows when this case will go to trial? Maybe it will never go to trial."
Zi Hui didn't respond to the man's words, but instead scolded him, "You really have a lot to worry about every day. Since you've already found her a lawyer, you've done your part. Let the lawyer worry about the rest."
After saying that, she placed a hand on the man's chest and gently stroked it.
Shang Rong turned off the TV with the remote and looked at Zi Hui, saying, "You must handle this matter, and you must succeed, no matter how much it costs."
Seeing that the man was serious, Zi Hui immediately softened and said irritably, "I'll do it, I'll do it, but I can't guarantee whether it will succeed. I'm not the president of the court."
Seeing the woman's aggrieved expression, Shang Rong smiled and said, "Man proposes, God disposes. Even if it doesn't succeed, it's still my good intention."
Zi Hui said coquettishly, "Does she know about your good intention?"
Shang Rong chuckled, touching the woman's smooth face, and said, "Why are you jealous of everyone?"
Zi Hui playfully punched the man a few times with her small fists, then suddenly asked, "Last time the bank loaned the company 50 million, and the hotel used 35 million. I want to invest the remaining money in home appliances. This time, I'll directly become a distributor for the manufacturers."
Shang Rong glanced at Zi Hui. This woman had really made something of herself now; she could close a multi-million dollar deal in just a few words. He had to give her a wake-up call. “Huihui, we should be more cautious with investments. It’s not a big deal if the company has little business, but if the investment direction goes wrong, the losses will be huge.”
“I’ve been investigating for a long time. Besides, you’ve seen my small appliance business. In terms of return on investment, it’s no worse than the entertainment center.”
Seeing the woman’s confidence, Shang Rong didn’t say anything more. Besides, he wasn’t interested in a business worth ten million right now, so he let the woman do as she pleased. “There’s something I need to tell you. You’ve been saying you’re short-staffed. A finance person is coming from Shanghai in a few days. She can be your chief accountant.”
Zi Hui lifted her head from the man’s shoulder and said, “Where did you find her? Do you know her?”
Shang Rong smiled and said, “You only need to know her professional skills. Why do you care about anything else? This person has been in charge of finance in the listing planning of several companies. There’s no doubt about her professional skills. Besides, she was introduced by a reliable friend of mine.”
Whether Sun Xiaoning was reliable or not, Shang Rong himself couldn’t guarantee it. "However, she's just giving you advice; the money is still in your hands."
Zi Hui didn't want to discuss this issue with the man again before meeting the financial guru. Taking advantage of their time alone today, she wanted to discuss Qiao Fei's situation with him. Since he had taken Qiao Fei's body, he hadn't made any move for so long, and Qiao Fei was naturally ashamed to speak up. But Zi Hui felt that this matter had to be clarified with Shang Rong. Shang Rong had arranged things for that slut Gao Yan so meticulously; Qiao Fei was a virgin. Since he had slept with her, there had to be a proper arrangement. What kind of nonsense was this? Just as Zi Hui was about to speak, Shang Rong's phone rang.
After running away from home, Qi Xiaoya wanted to go back to her dormitory, but the thought of being alone in that dark building made her want to cry. She just wanted to find someone to confide in, so she thought of Gao Yan. Actually, since she stayed at Gao Yan's house for one night after getting drunk last time, Gao Yan had invited her to move in with her several times, but Xiaoya had her own ideas. Her pride wouldn't allow her to do that, and besides, what was she to Shang Rong? But having been wronged at home, and because of Shang Rong, she felt a mix of emotions, a bittersweet feeling washing over her, and a sudden, desperate thought crossed her mind. "I'll be his mistress," she thought, "not only his mistress, but I'll also fight against that man, making sure he never gets to hold Shang Rong. Doesn't he keep saying Shang Rong is a criminal? Doesn't he try every means to catch her? I'll be a shield for that criminal for the rest of my life, making sure his wishes never come true."
Gao Yan hadn't expected Xiao Ya to show up uninvited. Since Xiao Ya had refused her invitation to stay, Gao Yan had developed a certain opinion of her. This girl, though young, was quite shrewd; outwardly cold as ice, her heart was surprisingly passionate. However, judging from the girl's expression when she entered, Gao Yan guessed that something unpleasant must have happened. Could it be with Shang Rong...?
"Hey, Xiaoya, what brings you here? Come in, come in..."
Gao Yan greeted her warmly and pulled the girl inside.
Xiaoya sat on the sofa and looked at Gao Yan hesitantly, saying, "Sister Xiaoyan, I'd like to stay here tonight."
Gao Yan smiled and said, "Don't just say one night, I'd be happy if you stayed here forever. What's wrong? Did you have a fight with him?"
Xiaoya said softly, "I've never even seen him, how could I have a fight with him..."
She hesitated for a moment before adding, "It's with my dad..."
When Gao Yan heard that it wasn't a fight with Shang Rong, she felt a little disappointed, but said, "Look at you, what's there to fight with your own father?"
Xiaoya remembered what had happened at home earlier and couldn't help but choke up, "It's all because of him..."
Thinking of the grievances she had suffered at Qi Shundong's hands because of Shang Rong, her eyes reddened, and she buried her face in the sofa and sobbed. Crying, Xiaoya cursed Shang Rong in her heart. He only knew how to enjoy himself, never caring about others' feelings. He'd come over to tease her when he was happy, and then leave her alone and uncaring when he was unhappy. Who was she to him to suffer this injustice?
Gao Yan could somewhat guess Xiaoya's feelings at this moment. She knew she couldn't comfort her; only Shang Rong could. This was exactly what the girl wanted, but she was too proud to call him. She thought she might as well take this opportunity to call the man over. He hadn't come for a while. Before, when he had Zhang Yan and Zi Hui, he came often. Now, Zhang Yan was gone, and only Zi Hui was left. Logically, he should come more often, so why was he coming less and less? If it wasn't that the man was tired of her, it must be because of Zi Hui. Don't be fooled by Zi Hui's seemingly affectionate behavior; deep down, she looked down on her…
Thinking this, Gao Yan gently patted the still sobbing girl's back a few times and went to the bedroom to call Shang Rong.

Chapter 82 A Frenzy of Jealousy
Just as Gao Yan had predicted, the moment Qi Xiaoya's name was mentioned, the man rushed over in a frenzy. He barely glanced at Gao Yan upon entering, heading straight for the girl on the sofa. "Xiaoya, what's wrong?"
The girl had stopped crying, but her eyes were still red and swollen. Seeing him, her eyes welled up with tears again. She didn't speak, only looking at him with a resentful expression. Shang Rong felt a pang of heartache. If Gao Yan hadn't been there, Xiaoya would have been embraced and kissed countless times by now. Seeing
the two so affectionate, Gao Yan felt an indescribable pain in her heart. She had joked with the man in bed, saying she would help him and Qi Xiaoya get together. Now, seeing them exchanging glances, a surge of jealousy welled up within her. Judging from their infatuated expressions, they were sure to make love here tonight. Gao Yan couldn't stand it any longer and said coldly, "Xiao Ya hasn't eaten since she left home. I'll go make her something to eat."
Unexpectedly, Shang Rong stood up and said, "Don't bother. I'll take her out to eat."
Hearing the man's words, Gao Yan was stunned and casually asked, "Are you coming over?"
Shang Rong glanced at his watch and said, "I'll take her home and then I won't come over."
Gao Yan felt a pang of disappointment. She had spent the entire day arranging things for Qi Xiaoya, and she didn't know if the two of them felt even a shred of gratitude. A surge of anger welled up inside her; she felt resentful letting them go like this. She would rather watch the man sleep with Qi Xiaoya right in front of her, or even sleep with her together. Now that these two were going out to have fun alone, Gao Yan felt like she had been played. She grabbed the man's arm and whispered, "Come here, I have something to say."
Shang Rong glanced at the silent girl on the sofa, assuming Gao Yan had something to tell him, and followed the woman into the bedroom.
Gao Yan slammed the door shut, turned around, and hugged the man, urgently whispering in his ear in a frenzied tone, "Rong, please... sleep with her right here... right on my bed... let me see her bleed..."
She then grabbed the man's genitals.
Shang Rong stared wide-eyed at the woman, seemingly stunned by her words, until a sharp pain shot through his lower body. He shoved her away, yelling, "Are you crazy?"
Then he turned and went to the living room, saying to Qi Xiaoya, "Let's go..."
As soon as the door slammed shut, Gao Yan buried her face in the bed, pounding the surface with one hand and sobbing. After a long while, she slowly turned over, lying flat, pulling her pajama bottoms and underwear down to her knees. One hand rubbed her clitoris, panting, increasing the speed of her rubbing. Soon, a sound like a cat licking could be heard. Suddenly, Gao Yan's buttocks lifted off the bed, thrusting a few times, letting out a wolf-like howl. She slapped her genitals repeatedly, yelling, "Where's your hymen! You damned... you little scoundrel... you're a worthless slut..."
Suddenly, a thought seemed to flash through her mind. Gao Yan remembered Director Wu, and the strong man who had brutally broken her anus. She jumped out of bed like a whirlwind, rummaged through the drawers for a while, then sat on the edge of the bed, panting, and made a phone call.
That same evening, Qi Shundong's office was brightly lit. Shortly after his daughter's angry departure, he received a call from Fang Yuliang, the head of the Criminal Investigation Department, saying that important clues had been discovered in the Zheng Gang case. He hadn't even had dinner before rushing to the office for the report.
Fang Yuliang, the head of the Criminal Investigation Department, and Chen Guodong, the head of the Major Crimes Unit, sat at Qi Shundong's desk, all three smoking, their faces showing excitement. Qi Shundong held an old newspaper, his eyes fixed on an advertisement in a corner. The advertisement was about an elderly man with dementia seeking a wife, and someone had circled it with a pen.
From the moment he saw the advertisement, Qi Shundong's keen senses twitched. He believed this was no coincidence; it was a deliberate conspiracy hidden beneath the surface of chance. The source of the newspaper provided evidence for his belief.
It turned out that the Zheng Gang case had been stalled by a lack of valuable leads, inevitably causing some members of the special task force to become complacent. Qi Shundong thought that instead of blindly searching, it would be better to do something practical. Therefore, he convened a meeting of the task force, demanding that the entire team focus on only one thing: thoroughly investigating all of Zheng Gang's social connections in the city, including his elementary, middle, and high school classmates and all his friends with whom he had ever had contact—leaving no one out. On the surface, Qi Shundong's arrangement seemed like a desperate measure, a last-ditch effort, but with decades of experience in criminal investigation, he knew that when a case seemed hopeless, this work often uncovered new clues. The key was that the work had to be meticulous. It seemed the task force had been working incredibly hard lately, and sure enough, they made a new discovery. Qi Shundong couldn't help but feel excited, like a hunter who had caught the scent of a wild beast and discovered the tracks of a rare prey in a dense jungle.
"Yuliang, Guodong, well done! Once we solve this case, I'll recommend you for commendation."
Qi Shundong said, offering cigarettes to the two men. Fang Yuliang caught the cigarette and said, "Director Qi, it's too early to talk about commendation. We currently have several mysteries to solve. Only by solving these mysteries can we see the tip of the iceberg in the Zheng Gang case and the case of where the stolen money went."
Qi Shundong nodded appreciatively. He was the one who suggested promoting Fang Yuliang from the position of criminal investigation captain to his current post. It seemed he hadn't misjudged him; this important discovery was largely due to Fang Yuliang's years of criminal investigation experience.
"Well said! Now let's analyze it. Who wants to go first?"
Qi Shundong exhaled a puff of smoke.
Fang Yuliang and Chen Guodong exchanged a glance. Chen Guodong spoke up, "Finding Zheng Gang's elementary school classmate, Jin Sheng, was no easy feat. I've already described the process, so I won't go into detail. The key point is what we did this afternoon at Jin Sheng's place, searching and questioning the neighbors."
Seeing Qi Shundong nod, Chen Guodong continued, "We conducted a very thorough search of that house, using police dogs. Through scent identification and fingerprint comparison left at the scene, we're now almost certain Zheng Gang stayed there. Unfortunately, apart from this newspaper, we found nothing else."
Qi Shundong interjected, asking, "What did you do about the advertisement in this newspaper?" Fang Yuliang replied, "We immediately sent someone to the telecommunications bureau. Obviously, the phone number owner can't be found. Unfortunately, the telecommunications company sometimes keeps call records..." "Due to time constraints, especially since this phone only made eight calls, the records have been deleted, leaving only the transaction slips. Based on the slips, we found three caller ID numbers that were indeed for matchmaking. There were five other caller ID numbers; three had no registered owner, and the remaining two were from public phones on the street, coincidentally very close to Jin Sheng's house."
Qi Shundong slapped his thigh and sighed deeply, saying regretfully, "It's a pity we discovered it too late; otherwise, based on those call records, Shang Rong would have been in deep trouble. Clearly, the three unverifiable numbers were from Zheng Gang, and the other two were from Jin Sheng. I never imagined the criminals could contact us so easily right under our noses. No wonder Zheng Gang disappeared."
He paused, then continued, "Tell me about the investigation this afternoon."
"To avoid alerting him, we conducted the investigation under the guise of the street office and the local police station,"
Chen Guodong said, taking out a notebook and looking at it for a moment before continuing, "According to Wang Lin, an elderly woman who lives next door to Jin Sheng, the house Jin Sheng lives in belongs to his aunt. The old lady went back to her hometown in Henan two years ago, and Jin Sheng has been living alone ever since. Wang Lin reported that Jin Sheng is destitute and often engages in petty theft. The neighbors don't like him and avoid him. We showed him Zheng Gang's photo, but Wang Lin said he had never seen him."
Chen Guodong paused to drink some water to clear his throat after saying so much, and continued, "Another neighbor of Jin Sheng reported that he often comes back late at night, and it seems that a woman he's been seeing for a while. He suspects she's a prostitute. In addition, a woman who collects the water and electricity bills said that Jin Sheng occasionally doesn't come back for a few days, but this is the first time he's been absent for such a long time. His water and electricity bills are already five months overdue." "
Taking advantage of Chen Guodong's pause, Qi Shundong said worriedly, 'Five months, which coincides with Zheng Gang's escape time. Perhaps Jin Sheng will never come back.'
'You mean he might have been silenced by Zheng Gang?'
Chen Guodong asked.
Qi Shundong pondered without answering Chen Guodong's question. Not only Zheng Gang, but Shang Rong was also a suspect. If Jin Sheng knew about the money he had, he might blackmail him. But Qi Shundong didn't voice his thoughts.
'We can't rule out the possibility that Jin Sheng was silenced by Zheng Gang,'
Chen Guodong said. 'We visited the Sixth Prison where Jin Sheng was previously imprisoned. His former warden, Officer Liu Zhi, said that no one ever visited Jin Sheng during his entire imprisonment. In fact, our investigation also confirmed that since Jin Sheng's mother died, he has been an orphan. Besides a group of thugs on the street, he has no serious friends. What I find strange is, how could someone like Zheng Gang get involved with Jin Sheng?'"
Upon hearing Chen Guodong's words, Fang Yuliang suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "I almost forgot, Jin Sheng has a savings account at ICBC. Five months ago, someone deposited 100,000 yuan into it, and the current balance is 95,000 yuan. He withdrew 5,000 yuan five months ago, but there haven't been any withdrawal records since. Given Jin Sheng's personality and lifestyle, I think this is unusual. This also indirectly proves that he has likely been killed by Zheng Gang."
Hearing this news, Qi Shundong became even more convinced of his judgment. If Jin Sheng was dead, the murderer was likely Shang Rong, not Zheng Gang. "Regardless of whether Jin Sheng is alive or dead, make arrangements immediately, especially to keep a close watch on Jin Sheng's account. We must find Jin Sheng, alive or dead,"
Qi Shundong ordered with the authority of a bureau chief.
Fang Yuliang looked at Qi Shundong and asked, "What about this phone number?"
pointing to the newspaper.
Qi Shundong hesitated for a moment before saying, "Don't touch this phone for now, just keep listening. Shang Rong is like a cunning fox; he'll run away at the slightest sign of trouble. Our main task from now on is to find Jin Sheng and follow this lead. Also, have you relaxed your surveillance on Shang Rong recently?"
Fang Yuliang said, "This guy is keeping a low profile now, either holed up at home or hanging out at entertainment venues, chasing girls all day..."
Seeing Qi Shundong's expression change slightly, Fang Yuliang stopped talking at the right moment. He knew that one of the girls Shang Rong was chasing was the daughter of the bureau chief.
Chen Guodong chimed in, "Shouldn't we report the progress of our work to Director Zhang?"
Qi Shundong frowned and hesitated before saying, "You guys do your work; I'll report to Director Zhang when I have time."
Seeing Qi Shundong's hesitation, Chen Guodong decided to report to Zhang Aiguo himself, since he was, after all, one of Director Zhang's men.
After seeing Fang and Chen off, Qi Shundong lit a cigarette and gazed at the myriad lights outside the window, feeling exceptionally excited. The fox's tail had finally been revealed. A marriage advertisement—how could this ordinary citizen come up with such a spy scheme? It was all a trick learned from movies. With the materials he currently possessed, he could completely launch a direct attack on Shang Rong, disrupting his plans and also hoping to save his daughter. Thinking of Xiaoya, Qi Shundong's excitement gradually cooled.

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