[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - 26

Chapter 36 Deploying the
Troops Zhao Lei, even in death, never imagined that someone would betray him. He had thought the police had incredibly sharp eyes, able to spot him in a crowd of millions. It seemed that hiding the truth was pointless, especially after a policeman told him that the matter involved a major case. He no longer wanted to resist and, over four hours, poured out everything he knew, repeating it several times, even confessing to making threatening phone calls to Lu Feng. When the police asked him to hand over the bank card, he dejectedly said it was lost. Qi Shundong, hiding in a secluded spot, listened to Zhao Lei's confession several times. Finally, convinced that he couldn't dig out any more valuable clues, he brought Fang Yuliang, Chen Guodong, and two other detectives from the special task force to Zhao Lei's office to hold a small-scale case analysis meeting. After gesturing for everyone to sit down, Qi Shundong tossed a cigarette to each person, lit one for himself, took a deep drag, and said, "We had too high expectations of him. It seems he knows very little."
He then glanced at each member present and continued, "However, the details of the case are gradually becoming clearer. The night Zhao Zhigang called Zhao Lei coincides with the time of the ATM attack on the police. It's certain that Zhao Zhigang was the perpetrator that night, and the bank card in his possession links him to the Jin Sheng case. As for his connection to Jin Sheng's disappearance, we'll leave that aside for now. What interests me most is that Zhao Zhigang is an employee of an entertainment venue. The nominal owner of this venue is Yang Jun, but I think you all know that its behind-the-scenes bosses are Lin Zihui and Shang Rong. Could we assume that Zhao Zhigang is actually a henchman directly employed by Shang Rong?"
After saying this, Qi Shundong stared at everyone, hoping someone would express their opinion. Chen Guodong hesitated before saying, "Director Qi's analysis is certainly reasonable, but without solid evidence, an employee's guilt cannot be linked to his boss, and besides..."
Fang Yuliang interrupted Chen Guodong, saying loudly, "As far as I know, Zhao Zhigang and Jin Sheng are complete strangers. How could he have Jin Sheng's bank card for no reason? On the surface, Shang Rong and Jin Sheng seem unrelated, but through Zheng Gang's relationship with Jin Sheng, we can determine Shang Rong's role in Jin Sheng's disappearance. Only Shang Rong had the motive to fabricate Jin Sheng's disappearance, and Zhao Zhigang, as Director Qi analyzed, was merely Shang Rong's henchman. Based on Zhao Lei's confession, what Zhao Zhigang said to him on the phone that night, and the contents of the note left in the supermarket's safe, we can confirm that Shang Rong instructed Zhao Zhigang to kill Jin Sheng and take Jin Sheng's bank card. Later, due to Zhao Zhigang's greed, he not only exposed his identity but also..." "And they even killed one of our people. Shang Rong felt the situation was serious; keeping Zhao Zhigang around would only cause trouble sooner or later, so he killed him to cover it up. What Zhao Zhigang said to his cousin at the train station that night and the contents of the note showed that he had already sensed his impending doom. It's a pity he didn't say who was picking him up at the train station."
Qi Shundong nodded approvingly and said, "I agree with Yu Liang's analysis."
Chen Guodong sighed and said, "It's a pity that Zhao Lei has already lost the note and the bank card, but I went to the supermarket where it was located. The supermarket is not far from the train station and has more than twenty lockers for customers to use. Zhao Zhigang stored his phone and note in locker number 20."
Fang Yu Liang continued, "The bank card is no longer important to us." Fang Yu Liang said this because he knew that the bank card must have fallen into Gu Chunyan's hands by now. He didn't expect that this little bitch was so ruthless, wanting both money and people. "It would be good if we could find the note Zhao Zhigang left, but I think Zhao Lei's account is pretty much accurate. As for the phone..."
He paused, glancing at Chen Guodong and then at Qi Shundong, seemingly reluctant to reveal the phone's secret in this setting. Qi Shundong looked up and thought for a moment before saying, "Just tell me."
Fang Yuliang said reluctantly, "We can't find the owner of the phone, but we successfully retrieved the call records."
He handed a piece of paper to Qi Shundong. While Qi Shundong was looking down at the records, Chen Guodong and Fang Yuliang exchanged a glance, a cold smile playing on the former's lips. After reviewing the record, Qi Shundong looked up and said, "Two of the three people on the call can't be confirmed yet, but one is definitely Zhang Ming. I'm certain that Zhang Ming answered the phone when Zhao Lei made the threatening call to Lu Feng. It's a pity there was no recording, otherwise..."
Suddenly, Qi Shundong seemed to remember something, slapped his forehead, and said, "I remember now, last year I had drinks with Shang Rong, and he asked me to investigate the background of a demobilized soldier. This person is from Gansu, and his name is Zhang Ming."
He paused, then said as if talking to himself, "It seems Shang Rong values him highly and has a gang under his control."
Fang Yuliang interjected, "Zhang Ming is now Lu Feng's fiancée. You could say she's Zhao Zhigang's successor."
He then chuckled lewdly. Qi Shundong suddenly asked, "Where is Lu Feng now?"
Chen Guodong replied, "The afternoon Lu Feng was taken to the hospital, she was..."
He trailed off, looking at Qi Shundong. "Was what? Tell me!"
Qi Shundong urged impatiently. “Your daughter Qi Xiaoya picked her up… We followed her for a while, and Lu Feng is at your daughter’s house now,”
Chen Guodong said cautiously. A silence fell. Everyone felt a little awkward. After a long while, Qi Shundong sighed and said, “Lu Feng is just a plaything for them; she wouldn’t know much. My daughter doesn’t even know Lu Feng. It’s all Shang Rong’s doing.”
“That kid’s ruthless,”
a detective interjected. “We’ll shut down his entertainment center tomorrow.”
Qi Shundong waved his hand and said calmly, “We shouldn’t let personal emotions affect our investigation. My opinion is that we should go to the entertainment center, but how? Right now, we need to alert Shang Rong and get him moving. Only then can we make him reveal more clues. Also, we must find out the details of people coming and going from the entertainment center.”
After saying this, Qi Shundong stood up and said meaningfully to Chen Guodong, “Guodong, I’d like to trouble you to…” "Report the contents of today's meeting to Director Zhang."
Several people left the office. Qi Shundong beckoned to Fang Yuliang, who immediately approached. Qi Shundong whispered, "Arrange for the West City branch to go to the entertainment center. Focus on investigating the security guards and Zhang Ming. Also, your top priority is to keep a close watch on all the checkpoints. I estimate that guy hasn't left the city yet. With a gunshot wound, he can't hide easily. As long as Shang Rong doesn't kill him to silence him, we have a good chance of catching him. Then…"
Qi Shundong walked alone on the street, a gust of cold wind making him shiver. He had forced himself to remain calm at the analysis meeting, suppressing his rage, but now he couldn't control himself anymore. Damn it! Using Xiaoya as a shield! If I ever catch your woman… Qi Shundong jumped into his car and sped off towards Xiaoya's house.

Chapter 37 A Disguised Outburst
Shang Rong arrived at Xiao Ya's house at 8 PM. It was Qi Xiao Ya who opened the door. Upon seeing Shang Rong, she looked as if she'd seen a demon; her face turned deathly pale, and she blocked the doorway, pushing Shang Rong out with both hands. Shang Rong, who had been smiling, suddenly frowned upon seeing Xiao Ya's panicked state and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"
Xiao Ya couldn't push Shang Rong away and just shook her head repeatedly when he asked. Shang Rong became impatient and, with a little force, pushed the girl into the house and followed her in. He immediately saw Qi Shundong sitting on the sofa. Shang Rong couldn't help but gasp, his eyes slowly reddening. Qi Shundong, however, remained calm, sitting there without moving, only looking at him with cold eyes. Shang Rong glanced at Xiao Ya's mother sitting on the opposite sofa, seemingly having just cried, but he didn't see Lu Feng. "You must have come to the wrong house,"
Shang Rong said defiantly, standing in front of Qi Shundong. Qi Shundong chuckled a few times and replied, "You're the one who's come to the wrong house. This is my daughter's home."
Shang Rong was momentarily speechless. Although the house was a gift from him to Xiao Ya, Qi Shundong was right. He couldn't argue with him about it, lest he hurt Xiao Ya's pride. However, seeing that Qi Shundong was acting like a rogue, he suddenly adjusted his emotions and adopted a rogue-like demeanor. He sat down next to Xiao Ya's mother, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said with a smile, "Looks like neither of us has come to the wrong place. I was just passing by today, so I thought I'd drop by my girlfriend's house. I didn't expect to run into such a busy person like you."
Qi Shundong was about to explode when Shang Rong mentioned the word "girlfriend," but he managed to restrain himself. Instead of being angry, he smiled and said, "Mr. Shang is the one who's really busy. I didn't expect you to have the leisure to visit Xiaoya. However, your timing is quite unfortunate. I'm currently discussing some matters with my family, so I'm afraid I don't have time to entertain you..."
Shang Rong didn't expect Qi Shundong to actually give him the order to leave. He cursed inwardly, "You old bastard, don't take advantage of your daughter to act like you're superior. I'm the master here, even your daughter is mine. I'm here today to have my way with your daughter. You'll be the father-in-law soon."
While cursing inwardly, he said aloud, "I'm here today to discuss something with Xiaoya and your aunt. It's not appropriate for you to be present when we're discussing this matter, so please excuse me."
Qi Shundong was stunned, and then he could no longer control his anger. He said sharply, "Shang Rong, you're supposed to be a person of status, how can you be so shameless? You're not welcome in my home. Please leave immediately."
Seeing that Qi Shundong had become angry and turned hostile, Shang Rong no longer held back. He suddenly stood up, pointed at Qi Shundong, and started cursing, "Qi Shundong, I was just looking at..." "I'm only being polite to you because of Xiaoya and your aunt, but you're so ungrateful. How am I shameless? I wouldn't stoop to the level of a beast and harm my own wife. I was just about to take your aunt to court to sue you, you hypocrite!"
Qi Shundong trembled with rage, stood up from the sofa, and pointed at Shang Rong, yelling, "This is my family matter, it's none of your business! Get out!"
Xiaoya and her mother, who had been listening to the two men argue without saying a word, were surprised when the argument escalated. Xiaoya's mother stood up, about to say something, when Xiaoya screamed, "Both of you get out..."
Shang Rong and Qi Shundong seemed startled, turning to look at Xiaoya. The girl was already in tears, her body trembling. Shang Rong felt a pang of heartache and instinctively pulled Xiaoya into his arms. But Qi Shundong seemed greatly provoked, roaring, "Let go of my daughter! You're not allowed to touch her!"
He strode over and grabbed Shang Rong's arm. Seeing Qi Shundong pull him away, Shang Rong flew into a rage. He released Qi Xiaoya and slapped Qi Shundong in the chest, sending him flying more than a meter away. Qi Shundong, seemingly no longer caring about his status, lunged forward and punched Shang Rong in the face, knocking him to the ground on the sofa, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. For a moment, everyone fell silent, staring wide-eyed at Shang Rong, seemingly no one having expected Qi Shundong's sudden attack. After a moment of silence, Qi Shundong walked up to Shang Rong and said menacingly, word by word, "I'm warning you again, stay away from my daughter... your end is near."
He then ignored everyone, opened the door, and left. Only after the door slammed shut did Xiaoya's mother react. She quickly sat down next to Shang Rong, cupping his face and repeatedly asking, "Shang Rong, are you... alright...?"
Then she turned to Xiaoya, who was standing there dumbfounded, and said, "Go get a towel."
Before Xiaoya could move, someone handed her a towel. Shang Rong looked up and saw that Lu Feng had come out of the bedroom sometime earlier. "I'm fine, I'm fine,"
Shang Rong said, wiping the blood from his mouth. He muttered to himself, "That was damn dangerous. If that old bastard had pulled out a gun today, I'd be done for. He definitely had a gun with him." Thinking this, he glanced at Xiaoya, only to see the girl standing there blankly, like an idiot, her eyes vacant, seemingly lost in thought. Shang Rong stood up and walked to Xiao Ya's side, gently nudging her shoulder. Unexpectedly, the girl trembled violently as if touched by a venomous snake, screaming, "Don't touch me!"
Then, like a madwoman, she rushed into the bedroom and locked the door tightly. The people inside exchanged bewildered glances. Xiao Ya's mother went to the door and gently knocked a few times, calling, "Xiao Ya! Xiao Ya!"
From the bedroom came the girl's scream again: "Don't bother me!"
followed by faint sobs. Shang Rong shook his head, sighed, and silently left the room.

Chapter 38: A Startling Startle
It was Li Xiaolin's birthday. Zi Hui brought Qiao Fei to the Huatian Hotel to celebrate with Xiaolin. Xiaolin's homeroom teacher, Zhou Xiaolian, also came. Ever since Shang Rong stripped her naked and forcibly photographed her in bed, Zhou Xiaolian hadn't gone to Xiaolin's house to tutor her. It wasn't because she feared Shang Rong's ulterior motives, but because walking into that house filled her with intense shame. However, she had a nagging feeling that the man wouldn't let her go. Every time she recalled the moment she was photographed naked, Zhou Xiaolian trembled slightly, her sensitive areas involuntarily releasing a trickle of nectar, fantasizing about how the man would use her body to vent his anger next time. "Sister, why don't you call him Big Brother?"
Xiaolin asked coquettishly, tapping a plate lightly with her spoon. "Hmph! I'd have to see him first!"
Qiao Fei interrupted before Zi Hui could speak. Hearing them talk about the man who made her tremble, Zhou Xiaolian lowered her head and picked at the food on her plate. "Your brother's been busy lately, but he'll definitely give you a gift."
Zi Hui comforted the girl while inwardly scolding the man. Why was he always gone? Had he gotten involved with Qi Xiaoya? No way! If that were the case, Fei'er would definitely know. Could it be...?
"President Lin, what kind of business does Mr. Shang do?"
Zhou Xiaolian finally asked the question she had been waiting for, feeling her face burning afterward, and quickly lowered her head. "Him?"
Zi Hui smiled slightly, glanced at Qiao Fei, and continued, "In terms of business scope, he should be in the neighborhood committee."
Seeing Zhou Xiaolian's confused look, Zi Hui laughed, putting some food on Xiaolin's plate as she said, "I'm just kidding. He's the busiest idle person in the world. To be honest, even I don't know what he does."
Zhou Xiaolian nodded, seemingly understanding, thinking to herself: This guy is really lucky, always lounging around doing nothing. I wonder why a beautiful and outstanding woman like President Lin treats him like a treasure. It was past ten o'clock at night when they finished celebrating Xiaolin's birthday. Zihui brought Xiaolin and Qiaofei home. As soon as they entered, they were shocked to see a pair of men's leather shoes scattered haphazardly on the floor. Zihui and Qiaofei exchanged glances, and their hearts pounded with panic. Zihui didn't see the man in the living room, so she knew he was already in bed, and her heart began to race. "So early in bed, he must be exhausted from his wild nights out. Humph, tonight…" Zihui's face flushed slightly. After settling Xiaolin in, she hurriedly took a bath with Qiaofei, their fragrant bodies seemingly brimming with anticipation. Qiaofei, being shy, knew when she saw the two men's leather shoes in the living room that she would be sharing a husband with her sister again tonight. She felt a mixture of anticipation and shyness, and simply lay limply in the bathtub, unwilling to get up. Zi Hui chuckled at the girl's alluring appearance. She quickly put on a bathrobe, pulling at the hem to cover her ample breasts, and whispered to the girl, "Come quickly when you're done washing, I'm going now."
Qiao Fei nodded, blushing. Just as Qiao Fei stepped out of the bathtub, drying her shapely body with a towel, she heard a gasp from Zi Hui in the bedroom, as if she had witnessed something terrifying. Qiao Fei didn't have time to put on her pajamas; she hurriedly wrapped a towel around herself and rushed into the bedroom. There she saw Zi Hui kneeling on the bed, her bathrobe open, her round bottom facing the door, her small panties deeply embedded in her buttocks, and a hand seemingly moving across a man's face, though Shang Rong's face was not visible. "Sister!"
Qiao Fei called softly. Zi Hui turned around and glanced at Qiao Fei, almost crying as she said, "Fei'er, come and see, he...who beat him like this..."
Qiao Fei, forgetting all restraint, rushed to the bedside and gasped in shock, covering her mouth with her hand. The man was covered by a blanket, his eyes closed, half his face swollen, and there seemed to be faint traces of blood at the corner of his mouth. Qiao Fei scrambled onto the bed, half-lying beside the man, her outstretched hand frozen in mid-air as she anxiously looked up at Zi Hui. Zi Hui shifted her body and lay on her side next to the man, looking down intently at his face. Then, she gently shook his stomach, sobbing, "Rong... what happened to you... who hit you?"
No matter how much Zi Hui shook him, Shang Rong remained lying there with his eyes closed and expressionless, as if dead. At this moment, Qiao Fei seemed to truly panic. She reached out and pulled the man's head into her arms, crying out through tears, "Brother... you... say something..."
Just then, Shang... Rong suddenly opened his eyes and cursed fiercely, "You brat, you have no sense of restraint! It hurts so much!"
The two women exchanged glances, unsure whether to be happy or sad. Since the man had spoken, they didn't bother to ask about the details for the time being. Zi Hui immediately clung to the man, crying, gently pounding him with her small hand, while Qiao Fei held the man tightly to her chest, her bath towel having slipped down, one of her breasts pressed against the man's swollen face.

Chapter 39: Husband's Command
is Hard to Disobey. Shang Rong left Xiao Ya's house, feeling deeply hurt. He hadn't expected Qi Shundong to actually hit him. For Qi Shundong, the police chief, to assault someone showed the extent of his anger, which further heightened Shang Rong's vigilance. Although Shang Rong hadn't had time to ask Xiao Ya yet, he could somewhat guess Qi Shundong's purpose in coming, but he didn't know what Xiao Ya and her daughter's attitude was, or what they had discussed earlier. However, judging from Xiaoya's hysterical outburst just now, Shang Rong suddenly felt that Qi Xiaoya might have grown tired of him, or at least the trust and intimacy they used to have were gone. Thinking about this, Shang Rong felt waves of frustration. He even regretted not taking advantage of Qi Xiaoya during their rendezvous at the hotel. Shang Rong felt a burning pain on his face, his mood extremely bad. Especially when he thought of the people in the villa and all the troubles he had, he suddenly felt an unprecedented weariness and loneliness, and his mind immediately turned to his woman. He first drove towards the old house, but when he was almost there, he seemed to change his mind and turned the car around to go home. The house was quiet and empty. It was Sunday; perhaps Zi Hui and Qiao Fei had taken Xiaolin out. Aunt Yang didn't come home on Sundays, and Shang Rong felt another wave of worry. What kind of life was he living?! Exhausted, he returned home to find no one even to offer him slippers. It seemed the more women he had, the less attention he received. Thinking this, he felt a surge of resentment towards Zi Hui and Qiao Fei. He carelessly threw his shoes on the floor, went upstairs to his bedroom without putting them on, and quickly stripped naked, crawling into bed. However, the events of the day were still vivid in his mind, and the burning pain on his face made it difficult for Shang Rong to fall asleep. He lay there, his heart pounding with unease. He heard Zi Hui and the two girls laughing and joking from the hallway. "Those bitches are finally back," Shang Rong cursed inwardly. He knew Zi Hui and Qiao Fei would definitely come to the bedroom soon, and if he hadn't been home, they might have engaged in some more frivolous activities before finally going to sleep. Suddenly recalling the day he first witnessed Zi Hui and Qiao Fei's "affair" in Zi Hui's old house, Shang Rong felt a warm current slowly rise in his lower abdomen. Although he had already vented twice on Zhang Yan yesterday, he couldn't help but feel a perverse desire again. Hearing footsteps approaching the bedroom, Shang Rong quickly covered himself with the blanket, closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep. Then he heard Zi Hui exclaim in surprise, as if Qiao Fei had also run in. He forced himself to continue pretending, imagining the shocked expressions on their faces when they saw his expression. Shang Rong was initially angry with the two women and determined to ignore them, but the anxious calls from the two women seemed to contain faint sobs, which lessened his anger considerably. So when Qiao Fei hurriedly pulled his head into her arms, it hurt his face, and he opened his mouth to curse. However, when he opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him, he no longer cared about cursing. Qiao Fei's towel, which had originally reached her chest, had slipped down to her waist, exposing her two delicate breasts. One of them was pressed against her swollen face, and the smooth, warm surface acted as a powerful remedy, instantly easing the pain. Shang Rong had no time to dwell on his earlier unpleasantness; he simply pressed his face against the girl's soft flesh, rubbing it incessantly. He didn't even care about Zi Hui, who was crying and hitting him. Qiao Fei felt a sense of relief when Shang Rong cursed her, but then she noticed the familiar lewd expression on his face. Realizing her own disheveled state, her face flushed, and she cried out, "Oh... how could you..."
Before she could finish, she felt one of her nipples enter his mouth, and the sucking made her cry out again, "Ah... no... sister, look at him... no..."
Zi Hui lifted her head from Shang Rong and her heart skipped a beat. In just a short while, the man had licked the girl's breasts until they were glistening with moisture. Not daring to disturb the man's lust, she tore open the front of her bathrobe, revealing her pale body, and slipped under the covers, pressing herself tightly against the man's back. Shang Rong naturally felt the hot body behind him, and reluctantly released the girl's bud. Strangely, as soon as he left the girl's chest, the burning pain on his face returned, and his lust subsided considerably. He leaned against the headboard, pulling Qiao Fei halfway down onto his chest, panting heavily. "Rong, what's wrong with you? Don't make me worry anymore..."
Zi Hui asked softly, gently stroking the man's hair. Shang Rong turned to look at Zi Hui, seeing the woman's watery, alluring eyes staring at him, her face flushed. Then he looked at Qiao Fei, who was lying on his chest; the towel had long since fallen off, revealing her curvaceous, snow-white body. Especially her increasingly pert buttocks made Shang Rong's throat go dry. He yanked off the blanket, revealing his strong physique, and said in a deep voice, "Women shouldn't meddle in men's affairs."
With that, he flipped the girl onto Zi Hui, slapping the girl's white buttocks, and continued, "You two do it for me."
Zi Hui and Qiao Fei didn't understand the man's meaning for a moment, but then they knew what he wanted to see. Their hearts fluttered, and their entire bodies turned red with embarrassment. Although Zi Hui and Qiao Fei had been comforting each other in bed for a long time, it was always something they did when they were alone together. Even so, Qiao Fei was always shy and embarrassed. Now that the man was actually asking them to perform in front of him, Zi Hui was fine, but Qiao Fei had already let out a soft moan and turned over in embarrassment, burying her face in the pillow, her body trembling slightly. Zi Hui and Shang Rong were, after all, an old married couple. Hearing the man's perverted request, although she felt embarrassed, her heart pounded wildly, and her body became extremely sensitive. She felt a tingling and itchy sensation between her thighs, and a dampness instantly filled her entire triangle area. However, when she saw Qiao Fei's pitiful appearance, she felt sorry for the girl and scolded the man in a coquettish voice, "Look how embarrassed you've made Fei'er! Aren't you satisfied with just letting us sisters play with you? You have to..."
As she spoke, she secretly glanced at the man and saw that Shang Rong's face, half swollen, was filled with anger, so she dared not continue. It seemed that she had no choice but to satisfy this devil's request today. She called out coquettishly, "Good Fei'er... Brother is in a bad mood today... Let sister pamper you..." As she spoke, she knelt up, took off her bathrobe, and nakedly hugged the girl into her arms. She opened her mouth and kissed the girl's trembling lips, and one hand slid towards the girl's snow-white thighs.

Chapter 40 Two Beauties Compete for Springtime
"Sister...no!"
Qiao Fei pleaded in a trembling voice, her body squirming in Zi Hui's arms, her little bottom dodging Zi Hui's hands. The girl's struggles seemed to pique Zi Hui's interest. She remembered the first time she caressed the girl's body, the girl had also been shy and evasive, but every time afterward, she had become incredibly soft in her hands. It seemed it was all just a matter of habit. She released the girl's lips, licking the girl's most sensitive neck while panting, "Fei'er... be good... make your brother happy... when have I never made you feel comfortable..."
As she spoke, she straightened the girl's body, pressing her own delicate body against hers, and licking the girl's face and neck with her fragrant tongue. Shang Rong, his eyes gleaming with lust, had long forgotten the pain on his face. Especially seeing Zi Hui's full, plump buttocks swaying like a millstone against the girl's lower body, he instantly became incredibly hard. He moved behind her and was immediately struck by the sight of two pink, glistening lips that changed into alluring shapes, especially the lower one, which was particularly vibrant and tempting. He couldn't resist extending a finger and gently stroking that spring a few times, eliciting a few soft moans from Qiao Fei. Only then did a smile appear on Shang Rong's face. At this moment, Zi Hui seemed to have forgotten the man's presence, completely immersed in the same state of ecstasy she usually experienced when making love with Qiao Fei. Her soft tongue slid down between the girl's breasts, all the way to the source of pleasure, licking it with relish despite the girl's moans. Qiao Fei trembled as if electrocuted, not because Zi Hui was particularly vigorous this time, but because a man was watching her intently. The shame and the thrill were indescribable. Qiao Fei only had time to grab a corner of the pillowcase and stuff it into her mouth, instantly reaching the peak of pleasure under the man's gaze. With the last few tremors of the girl's body, Zi Hui raised her head and gave the man a coquettish glare, moaning, "Are you satisfied now... what else do you want from me..."
Shang Rong looked at the girl limp on the bed, then at Zi Hui, naked and panting slightly. His muscles tensed, and he seemed unsure where to begin. Finally, he roared and pounced on Zi Hui's plump buttocks with his enormous member... After a night of physical struggle, Shang Rong didn't wake up until almost noon. Zi Hui, Xiao Ya, and Xiao Lin had all gone out, leaving him alone in the large house. He had intended to stay in bed for a while, but the events of the previous day instantly snapped him back to reality. However, his first thought wasn't of Zhang Ming, who was in the villa, but of Qi Xiao Ya. Xiao Ya's attitude towards him yesterday, and the angry words she uttered, had created a knot in his heart. If he didn't untie this knot, Shang Rong felt he wouldn't be able to eat or sleep. He went to the living room, sat on the sofa, and pondered for a few minutes before calling Qiao Fei. Then she hurriedly drove to find Xiaoya. Actually, Xiaoya had resisted the urge to call Shang Rong last night with sheer willpower. After Shang Rong left, she hadn't left her bedroom. Her mother paced back and forth outside for a while, sighing, before being persuaded by Lu Feng to go to sleep. Lying in bed, Xiaoya thought of her unhappy childhood and her father's cold-heartedness, and tears of sorrow streamed down her face. Especially when she thought of what her mother had secretly told her about her father's bestial acts against her in the dark of night, she wanted to burst into tears. She immediately thought of Shang Rong, and a wave of guilt washed over her. How much she had hurt him with those hysterical words! She took out her phone several times, wanting to dial that familiar number, but ultimately controlled her emotions. Although she desperately wanted to confide in Shang Rong, how could this shy young girl bring herself to speak of those shameful things? And so, Xiaoya, phone in hand, a few tears on her beautiful face, gradually drifted off to sleep. In her dream, she saw Shang Rong come to her bedside, hold her in his arms, kiss her incessantly, and caress the bulge that made her feel ashamed. Finally, Xiaoya let out a few alluring murmurs, her body trembling slightly as she released a fragrant nectar. Xiaoya's modeling agency was no longer what it used to be. In addition to modeling, it also handled fashion design and corporate image endorsements. The two-story building had long been renovated. Xiaoya's manager's office was at the far end of the second floor, a far cry from its former shabby state. The large desk was bright and clean, and the walls were adorned with framed photographs full of cultural charm. The purple curtains fluttered in the breeze, giving the office a feminine feel. To the right was a small door, which served as a lounge and Xiaoya's dressing room. Shang Rong nervously arrived on the second floor and saw Qiao Fei coming out of an office. Upon seeing him, she turned and gestured towards Xiao Ya's office, then pulled Shang Rong to the corner of the corridor, whispering in his ear, "She seems down. I asked her, but she won't say anything. You'd better hurry; your sweetheart's eyes were swollen from missing you last night."
She giggled and tried to run away, but Shang Rong grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, kissing her several times on the lips. Then, he teased her in the ear, "Fei'er, did you like what you did last night?"
Qiao Fei blushed instantly, let out a soft moan, pushed him away, and ran off, turning back halfway to scold him playfully, "Pervert...you big lecher..."
Shang Rong chuckled mischievously, then suddenly remembered his purpose, cleared his throat, and headed towards Xiao Ya's office. Xiaoya wore a snow-white turtleneck cashmere sweater, the soft fabric accentuating her graceful curves. Her beautiful hair cascaded over her shoulders, her face slightly pale, her phoenix eyes slightly red and swollen. Sitting behind her desk, lost in thought, she looked utterly pitiful. Hearing a knock at the door, Xiaoya subconsciously smoothed her hair. When she saw the person standing at the door, a faint blush instantly spread across her pale face. Wasn't this the person from her dreams last night? He... how could he suddenly be here...? Xiaoya stood up from her chair, her face even more flushed with intoxication. "Xiaoya, why are you working so hard? Is your mother alright?"
Seeing the girl's exhausted expression, Shang Rong felt a pang of heartache. He gently closed the door, then walked to the girl who was staring blankly at him. He first gently stroked her face, and seeing that she didn't flinch, he said tenderly, "Xiaoya... I barely slept last night... I was so worried, so I came to check on her..."
Before Shang Rong could finish speaking, Xiaoya suddenly called out, "Brother!"
Then, like a long-lost child reunited with a loved one, she buried her face in Shang Rong's arms, followed by a trembling, suppressed sob. Shang Rong was overwhelmed with emotion. Xiaoya's sobs instantly untied the knot in his heart. Xiaoya is mine, and she will always be mine. Shang Rong murmured this vow, holding the girl tightly in his arms, not trying to comfort her, but simply letting her cry freely in his embrace. Only tears could wash away the past grievances and sorrows.

Chapter 41 Tender Affection
Xiao Ya sobbed uncontrollably in Shang Rong's arms, as if releasing all the pent-up grievances she had accumulated over 23 years. It was a pity that Shang Rong's brand-new suit was soaked with the girl's tears. He hadn't expected this girl to be so prone to tears. Shang Rong sighed softly, lovingly stroking the girl's hair, and gently patting her back with his other hand. After a long while, Xiao Ya finally stopped crying, but still clung tightly to the man, unwilling to look up. Shang Rong gently lifted the girl's face with one hand, seeing her face heavily wet, her eyes tightly closed as if embarrassed to open them, her plump lips moving slightly, and her eyelashes trembling shyly. Shang Rong couldn't resist lowering his head and gently kissing the girl's cherry lips. The girl let out a soft moan, her face flushed, and she twisted her body a few times before burying her face back into the man's arms. Shang Rong smiled, thinking that among his women, he used to think Qiao Fei was the shyest, but now, compared to Xiao Ya, he realized what a shy girl truly was. "Sweetie, go home and get some sleep. It breaks my heart to see you like this..."
Shang Rong whispered in the girl's ear with an unprecedented gentleness. Xiao Ya squirmed in Shang Rong's arms, murmuring, "You won't feel sorry for me..." She
looked like she was about to cry. Shang Rong quickly hugged the girl tightly, kissing her hair lightly, and then began to ramble on and on. "Xiao Ya, how can I make you believe me? You're the one I love most... You don't know how much your words hurt me last night... I didn't sleep a wink... My mind was only on you..."
Xiaoya listened shyly to the man's half-serious, half-joking confession, her large, bright eyes fixed on his face. Her breasts heaved slightly, and her breathing grew heavier. Before he could finish speaking, she closed her eyes, rubbed her burning cheeks against his face a few times, and then pressed her hot lips tightly against his, letting out a few dreamy moans. Shang Rong was instantly lost in the girl's passion. He pried open her mouth with his tongue, invading it, and then wrapped it around her evasive tongue, sucking it fiercely until the girl let out soft moans. Feeling the girl's gradually softening, hot body, Shang Rong's hands began to stir. One hand slowly slid from the girl's soft waist to her pert, full buttocks, gently kneading the soft flesh. The other hand slowly climbed up from the girl's trembling abdomen, reaching her full breasts and grasping them. Xiaoya cried out, breaking free from the man's mouth. She twisted her body, murmuring softly, "No...not here...someone will come...ah..."
Suddenly, she felt something hard touch her swollen lower body, and it wobbled as it tried to penetrate between her legs. Her body went limp, and she slid towards the ground. Shang Rong quickly caught her. Her cheeks were flushed red like a burning flame, her breath coming in soft gasps, her chest heaving rapidly like waves, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably as if she had caught a cold. Shang Rong hadn't expected the girl to be so shy and sensitive, and he felt a pang of pity for her. Unable to bear upsetting her further, he simply held her in his arms, repeatedly calling out, "Oh, my darling... my little darling..."
After a long while, Xiao Ya finally calmed down in the man's arms, but she was too shy to lift her head. She felt a hard object pressing tightly against her private parts, but she didn't want to move away. The heat and warmth felt comfortable, and she felt ashamed of the tightness and wetness there. "Darling, are you alright?"
Shang Rong knew the girl was mortified and whispered in her ear. Xiao Ya slowly raised her delicate face, squinted her eyes, and glanced shyly at the man. In a barely audible voice, she scolded, "Brother, you're so mean... coming to my office to bully me..."
Then she nestled back into the man's arms, as if it were her safe haven. Looking at the girl's charming appearance, Shang Rong really wanted to strip her naked and have sex with her immediately, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He could only take advantage of her with his hands and mouth. "Baby, brother is just being affectionate. Don't you want brother to be affectionate with you?"
As he spoke, he intentionally or unintentionally arched his buttocks forward a few times. Perhaps his sweet words had an effect, Shang Rong felt his hot thing enter between the girl's legs, but unexpectedly, Xiao Ya did not dodge. Instead, she let out a few soft moans and tightly squeezed her legs together. Shang Rong suppressed his surging desire and kissed the girl's hair a few more times, saying softly, "Xiao Ya, I want to find some time to talk to you properly. I don't want to cause you any more misunderstandings. I don't want to risk losing you again. I want to tell you everything. Okay?"
At this moment, Xiao Ya had no room for thought. Her whole body and mind were immersed in love. She sweetly wanted this to continue and never care about anything else. Hearing the man's words, she just kept nodding, her hands tightly hugging the man as if afraid he would run away. "Now go back to sleep, be a good girl."
Shang Rong reluctantly withdrew from Xiao Ya's soft body, reaching out to smooth the girl's hair. Xiao Ya pouted as if aggrieved, saying, "I still have a lot of things to do, and Fei'er is coming to see me later."
After saying that, she looked up at the man's concerned gaze and added, "I'm fine, I can take a nap in the lounge at noon."
Shang Rong stroked Xiao Ya's pretty face and said, "Then you should take care of yourself, I don't want to see you looking haggard."
Xiao Ya made a face at the man, and immediately noticed the bulge in his lower body that hadn't yet retracted. That's what was pressing against her there just now! Her face instantly turned red, and she quickly turned away, a happy smile appearing on her face.

Chapter 42 Bedside Discussion
The day after Shang Rong saw Zhang Yan off, it was a Sunday, and heavy snow began to fall again. Shang Rong was still lying in his warm bed, unwilling to get up. Looking at the two beauties still fast asleep on either side of him, he couldn't help but recall the passionate scene from the previous night. Ever since he had let Zi Hui and Qiao Fei make love right under his nose, Shang Rong had gradually become addicted to this kind of game. Whenever he was in bed with two women, he would always make them perform for him first before he pounced on them for intense intercourse. After several rehearsals, Qiao Fei was no longer as coy as before. When Zi Hui aroused her, she would take the initiative, burying her head between Zi Hui's legs and sticking out her little tongue. Some of her actions truly opened Shang Rong's eyes and stirred his heart. Shang Rong was lying in bed, savoring the moment, when a certain part of his body began to react. He couldn't resist reaching under the covers and grasping one of Qiao Fei's warm, tender breasts. Qiao Fei was exceptionally sensitive and woke up the moment the man touched her. Opening her eyes, she saw the man's face right in front of her, staring at her with lust. Qiao Fei knew exactly what the man was going to do. With a soft moan, she rolled her body into the man's arms. Just as Shang Rong was experiencing waves of pleasure, a cell phone rang urgently. Shang Rong swayed his body while cursing, "Damn, you really know how to pick your time."
Qiao Fei kissed the man on the lips and said sweetly, "Brother, answer the phone first. I can't run away. Don't let it interfere with important matters."
Shang Rong thrust hard between Qiao Fei's legs a few more times and whispered, "What important matters? Pampering my little Fei'er is the important matter."
Qiao Fei moaned twice, her face flushed with embarrassment, and said coquettishly, "You're so lewd so early in the morning. Go answer the phone."
With that, she pulled her buttocks back and got away from the man. Shang Rong got off the bed naked, found his phone, listened for a while, and only said, "I really don't know how to thank you. Let's get together sometime when it's convenient."
Then he hung up the phone and went back to bed, leaned against the headboard, lit a cigarette, and just squinted as he smoked, seemingly considering some important matter. Zi Hui woke up while Shang Rong and Qiao Fei were exercising. Hearing the noise beside her, she knew the man was doing something intimate with Qiao Fei. So she pretended to be asleep, listening to their movements while secretly touching herself between her legs, where traces of their lovemaking from the previous night still lingered. When Shang Rong returned to bed and leaned against the headboard in silence, Zi Hui sensed that the man had something important to decide. She opened her eyes, sat up, and gently rubbed her face against the man's chest, softly asking, "Whose call was that so early?"
Qiao Fei also sat up, looking at the man, completely ignoring her exposed breasts. Shang Rong took a deep drag of his cigarette, turned his head, and slowly exhaled the smoke into Zi Hui's face without uttering a sound. Zi Hui frowned, fanning the smoke in front of her eyes, and said coquettishly, "Ugh, smoking in bed again."
She then turned and grabbed an ashtray from the bedside table, placing it on the bed. She continued, "If you have nothing else to do, sleep in a little longer tonight."
She then slipped a hand under the covers and began to move it gently. Shang Rong sensed the woman's morning desire, ignoring the small hand moving between his legs, and instead stared at her face, asking, "How much cash do you have right now?"
Zi Hui hadn't expected the man to ask about money at this crucial moment, and replied suspiciously, "Around ten million, why?"
Shang Rong took another deep drag of his cigarette and slowly said, "I plan to gradually transfer our assets to Beijing."
Zi Hui sat up straight, ignoring her large breasts swaying like pendulums, and asked repeatedly, "Why? Why go to Beijing when things are going so well? How will you transfer them?" Shang Rong
didn't answer Zi Hui's questions, but instead said slowly and deliberately, "Actually, I've already started making arrangements. Xiao Yu has already registered a real estate company there, and business is going very smoothly. We need to concentrate our funds on something big."
After a slight hesitation, he continued, "The bigger the tree, the more the wind blows. Our current assets have already attracted the envy of others. Besides... besides, Zhang Yan's matter hasn't been settled yet, and the police are watching us. I'm doing this just in case. Of course, it's only a portion for now. You should consider gradually closing down the other businesses besides the entertainment center."
Zi Hui listened intently to every word Shang Rong said, but she didn't understand why the man was doing this. She hurriedly asked, "What about the project at the prison bureau? There's still a lot of work to be done, at least 50 million in profit margin. Are we just going to throw it away?"
Shang Rong looked at the woman's anxious expression and couldn't help but laugh. He knew that money was like Zi Hui's own mother. Now that he was asking her to abandon her mother, wouldn't she be anxious? Shang Rong reached out and pulled the woman to his chest, pressing her two large breasts against his chest. "Let's just give all the prison bureau projects to that Russian guy, Feng Yangge. Of course, we won't give them away for nothing. As for the other businesses, frankly, they're all hard-earned, and they don't make much money in a year. We've taken them, so there's nothing to regret."
Seeing Zi Hui's distressed expression, he gently stroked her hair and comforted her, "I've already witnessed your business acumen. You deserve a bigger platform to showcase your talents. In the future, you'll be the general manager in Beijing."
Shang Rong's words made Zi Hui feel much better, especially since the man valued her abilities so highly, which filled her with a happy sense of pride. At the same time, the thought of being the general manager of a large company in Beijing made her itch with desire. However, she immediately frowned, stuck out her tongue, and licked the man's face, saying sweetly, "Xiao Yu is there; will it be my turn to be the general manager?"
Shang Rong tilted his head, sucked Zi Hui's tongue into his mouth for a while, then slapped the woman's plump buttocks, saying, "Your man's use of people..." "The standard is based solely on talent, not on looks or bedroom skills."
He lifted Zi Hui's body, his already erect member sliding into her soft spot. Zi Hui let out a soft moan, clinging tightly to the man and whimpering, "Hui Hui doesn't want to be a general manager, she just wants to be her brother's little woman in bed, ah...it's killing me..."
Shang Rong thrust his hips, panting, "My little Hui Hui not only has business acumen, but she's also the most wanton in bed, truly a rare talent..."
Hearing the man's teasing, Zi Hui gave him a coquettish kiss, contracting her abdomen to tightly grip his hot member, and cried out, "You're so annoying... Yan Yan is even more..."
Before Zi Hui could finish, a mesmerizing voice beside her said, "Hmph! Looks like I'm the only useless one..."
Shang Rong turned his head and saw Qiao Fei turning away in a huff, exposing her snow-white back, while her plump little buttocks pressed tightly against the man's legs. Shang Rong reached out and hugged the girl, laughing, "Who dares say my little Fei'er is useless? You're my and your sister's little darling, come on... give your sister a kiss..."
Qiao Fei had been itching for a kiss for a long time, and as soon as the man finished speaking, she had already disappeared behind Zi Hui.

Chapter 43 Gentle Interrogation (Part 1)
After a surprise raid on Shang Rong's entertainment center, the police found no valuable clues. So, following Fang Yuliang's instructions, the police from the Xicheng Branch conducted three forced inspections of the entertainment center when it was at its busiest, with the aim of dampening its popularity. Finally, they found ecstasy on a dance hall girl. The entertainment center, except for the restaurant, was ordered to suspend all other businesses for a month for rectification and was fined 200,000 yuan. It was ordered to pass the inspection before it could reopen. After listening to Yang Jun's report, Zi Hui's pretty face was colder than the weather outside. A 200,000 yuan fine? Plus the losses from the suspension of business... Zi Hui calculated in her mind, and her resentment suddenly erupted. "Yang Jun, what are you up to? I told you long ago not to do those shady things, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened, the door's been sealed off. I think you might as well quit being the general manager."
Yang Jun looked at the furious woman, feeling a surge of intoxication. He hadn't expected this woman to be so alluring when she was angry. This was the kind of woman men most wanted to conquer. Shang Rong was truly lucky. If he could sleep with her just once, he'd gladly shorten his lifespan by a few years. Zi Hui looked up and suddenly noticed that Yang Jun didn't seem to be listening to her. Instead, he was staring at her lustfully. She instantly understood the man's lewd intentions, and a blush crept onto her pretty face. Furious, she said sharply, "Leave here immediately. I'll give you a week to reopen, otherwise..."
Yang Jun then realized what he had done and stammered, "President Lin, I'm truly innocent! I don't think the police are after me. They seem to be looking for Zhang Ming. Did Zhang Ming do something wrong?"
Zi Hui became even angrier upon hearing this. “Zhang Ming is your deputy general manager. Don’t you know what he’s done?”
Yang Jun complained with a bitter face. “President Lin, you know Zhang Ming reports directly to the boss. How can I control him? Besides, which nightclub in the city doesn’t have problems with ecstasy and prostitutes? Why are they only targeting us?”
Zi Hui fell into deep thought after hearing Yang Jun’s words. Could it be as Shang Rong said, that someone was jealous? Or had Zhang Ming done something illegal that made the police keep an eye on him? It seemed that only Shang Rong could answer this question. “Where is Zhang Ming now?”
Yang Jun spread his hands and said, “I don’t know! The other day the boss said…”
He suddenly remembered something and stopped talking. Seeing Yang Jun's hesitant manner, Zi Hui's anger flared up again. She snapped, "What did the boss say?"
Yang Jun swallowed hard, remembering Shang Rong's instructions. He regretted letting something slip, but Zi Hui's stern questioning left him no choice but to answer. He mustered his courage and said, "The boss said... said Zhang Ming has resigned."
Zi Hui didn't frequent the entertainment center, and even when she did, she went directly to Yang Jun. She had met Zhang Ming a few times, and he always seemed very respectful. In Zi Hui's eyes, he was just one of Yang Jun's subordinates. She never expected that he was actually planted there by Shang Rong, and even Yang Jun couldn't control him. What were they doing in secret? Recalling Shang Rong's words that morning about transferring assets, Zi Hui felt a chill run down her spine. She waved to Yang Jun and said, "Go take care of your business. Take care of things with the police station if necessary. Just get the business open as soon as possible."
After Yang Jun left, Zi Hui picked up the phone several times, but hesitated and put it down again. Since asking about things her man didn't want her to know wouldn't yield any results, it seemed her previous suspicions weren't unfounded. Zi Hui couldn't help but think of Shang Rong's perplexing actions and mysterious whereabouts, especially when she thought of Shang Rong's old classmates Zheng Gang and Zhang Caixia. She covered her face with her hands and trembled. It seemed she had been so focused on making money that she understood her man less and less. She had to find a time to have a serious talk with Shang Rong; this family business was the hope for several women's future! At this moment, Shang Rong sat in a luxurious private room in a closed entertainment venue, with only him and a waitress inside. Shang Rong smoked a cigarette while staring intently at the woman kneeling on the carpet, pouring red wine into a glass. Her slightly plump body was so full it seemed boneless, only flesh. Her hand was also fleshy, yet unusually fair. Her full, round face held a subtle allure, and every movement exuded the seduction of a mature woman. Because she was kneeling, her slender waist, which had sunken in, accentuated the roundness of her buttocks. He wondered if her body was as fair and delicate as her hands and face. Just watching the woman's every move made Shang Rong feel an erection. "What's your name?"
Shang Rong asked casually, taking a sip of the wine the woman had poured. "My name is Gu Chunyan,"
the woman replied, still kneeling and meek. "Do you know me?"
Shang Rong continued, staring at the woman. At this moment, the woman straightened up, her breasts rising and falling slightly with her breath. The woman glanced at the man with a shy, almost coquettish look, then lowered her head and said in a soft voice, "Mr. Yang said you're the big boss here." "
Has your Mr. Yang ever slept with you?"
Shang Rong was slightly surprised by his own casual question; he just felt a wicked aura coursing through him. "What…you…"
Gu Chunyan never dreamed that Shang Rong would ask such a blunt question. She understood what he meant, and her face flushed instantly. As if deeply insulted, she protested in a soft, coquettish voice, "Mr. Shang, you...how could you..."
"Answer my question!"
Shang Rong interrupted her, speaking domineeringly. "I...I rarely see Mr. Yang...I'm just a waitress...how could I..."
Gu Chunyan's quick wit had already made her realize what was going on. The boss has taken a liking to me! He's a big boss, after all! Thinking this, Gu Chunyan's face not only flushed, but her eyes also became watery. As she spoke, she glanced at the man a few times, her eyes revealing a shyness, passion, and allure enough to make any man surrender. Shang Rong nodded thoughtfully, then beckoned to the girl, saying, "Get up, sit here."
He patted the sofa beside him, poured himself a glass of wine, placed it on the coffee table, and continued, "Have a drink with me. Don't be nervous, I just want to chat casually."
Gu Chunyan swayed shyly, her alluring eyes constantly darting across the man's face. She timidly got up from the floor, her weak and feeble appearance almost making Shang Rong want to help her up. Gu Chunyan's posture on the sofa was also extremely seductive. She wasn't sitting upright, nor was she facing the man sideways; instead, she was almost facing away from him, intentionally or unintentionally presenting her full, plump buttocks to him. Her short skirt rode up considerably as she sat down, revealing a glimpse of her dazzling white skin at the top of her stockings, connecting to her gradually undulating buttocks, arousing endless fantasies.

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