[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - 30

Chapter 67 Psychological Game
Looking into the man's sharp eyes and feeling the strength gripping her body and chin, Zhu Hong felt as if she had melted into a puddle of water, utterly powerless to resist. Good heavens! What's the difference between these two men? Both so domineering, so ruthless. Both wanting to possess her daughter's body, and both wanting to... Zhu Hong seemed to only then realize that lying in Shang Rong's arms was inappropriate. Her body involuntarily twisted, trying to break free from the man's control, but her body was weak and powerless. When the man's sharp gaze met hers again, her heart trembled. Fine, fine, let him be. At least Xiao Ya likes him and willingly submits to him. As long as mother and daughter have a good future, let him have his way. Men are a woman's sky, and he's not having an easy time supporting her. No matter what happens, behind closed doors, they're still family. Didn't that man say that? In truth, she had already lost her virginity, already been defiled by Qi Shundong. Those nights, he brewed his emotions on Xiaoya, ultimately unleashing his lust on her—what difference did it make? That was true debauchery. This man now was simply too greedy, wanting to take both her and her daughter, but compared to that man, he seemed far more civilized. Shang Rong felt the woman in his arms growing softer and hotter, and at the same time, a few clear tears rolled down her flushed cheeks. He couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt; how could he be so rough with this weak and timid woman? He released the woman's chin, gently wiping away the remaining tears, and said softly, "Auntie, tell me, I need to know everything. This is for your and Xiaoya's sake!"
Zhu Hong trembled, feeling the man's gentle touch after wiping away her tears. It was as if she had suddenly entered a gentle spring breeze from a storm. Her heart was swept up and down by the man, and her body was too lazy to move. She couldn't help but snuggle into the man's arms, her lips trembling as she said, "I... I'll tell you... you'll look down on Xiaoya... I... please let me go... I don't want to live anymore... Xiaoya..."
Then she began to sob. When the heartbreaking sobs gradually subsided, Shang Rong's shirt was soaked with sweat, and the woman seemed to have been released. She slowly opened her eyes, glancing at the man from time to time, then looking away like a startled deer. Shang Rong struggled to suppress his primal urges, almost whispering in the woman's ear in a dreamlike voice, "Hong, can I call you that when no one's around?"
A few low moans escaped the woman's lips as she trembled, followed by a soft whisper, "My... nickname is Mei Gu... after my parents died... no one called me that anymore... you..."
Shang Rong inwardly cheered. It seemed he had complicated a simple matter. This woman, long suppressed and humiliated by Qi Shundong, had no room to resist at this moment. Her mind had been dulled by obedience and kindness; her wounded heart yearned for a man's comfort. "Qi Shundong, I didn't expect you to be so skilled at training women! Brother, I'll take this!" Shang Rong laughed wildly inwardly. "
Mei Gu, Mei Gu, tell me quickly, or I'll get angry! Do you know what the consequences of my anger are?"
Shang Rong urged, his eyes fixed on the woman's flushed, alluring face. At this moment, Zhu Hong's mental state was probably at its lowest point in her life. Hearing the man's words, she asked softly, with a mixture of curiosity and teasing, "What consequences? Tell me..."
Shang Rong looked at the woman's weak and obedient appearance, his muscles tensed, and heat surged in his lower abdomen. He tightened his grip, pulling half of the woman's face against his chest, his hot breath blowing unabashedly into her ear as he panted, "I always spank disobedient women. Do you want to..."
Zhu Hong gave an ambiguous "hmm," wiggled her plump buttocks as if dodging the unseen hand, and then hummed softly, "I'll be obedient... I'll tell you..."
She quickly glanced up at the man, then buried her face even deeper into his chest, continuing, "That year, Qi Shundong came back from the army..."
As if hypnotized, Zhu Hong nestled in Shang Rong's arms, recounting a secret history in a broken voice, her voice calm, without excitement or sorrow, like a woman hiding in a calm harbor recounting a distant storm. Although everything from the past was still vivid in her mind—the sound of the door opening in the middle of the night, the dark figure outside her daughter's bedroom door, the heavy breathing, the sleepless nights filled with fear, the mad beast aroused by her daughter's body—as she recounted it, these terrifying scenes seemed to gradually fade away. A huge weight was lifted from her heart, leaving it empty and devoid of any secrets. Until the woman uttered her last word, she seemed utterly exhausted. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her entire body almost soaked through, every cell relaxed. She nestled in the man's arms like a small boat adrift on the current. Shang Rong looked at the woman, weak and powerless as if after a serious illness, and felt a strange mix of emotions. While everything she said surprised him, what struck him as odd was that after hearing her story, he didn't feel a deep-seated hatred for Qi Shundong; instead, he felt a sense of schadenfreude. When the woman recounted how Qi Shundong had tormented her in bed, and how Xiaoya had been groped naked by her father, Shang Rong couldn't control his perverse reaction. Subconsciously, he felt as if he had participated in such acts, and for a moment, he envied Qi Shundong. "That old dog is incredibly audacious! I'm nowhere near as good as him." Shang Rong felt that something he had been worried about for a while now had an answer. From everything the woman said, he could conclude that Xiaoya and her mother would definitely side with him in the future struggle between him and Qi Shundong. Thinking this, he looked down at the woman in his arms. Unexpectedly, she wasn't asleep, but was looking at him with her eyes half-closed. Shang Rong smiled slightly at her, and the woman closed her eyes. "Have
you told Xiaoya?"
Shang Rong asked, gently touching the woman's face with a finger. Zhu Hong nodded. Opening her eyes, she looked at the man and said, "I didn't want to tell her... but she's already..."
Shang Rong interrupted her with a smile. "
You did the right thing. Xiaoya is an adult now and should have a full understanding of her father."
He then shifted the woman's body slightly upwards, suddenly hearing a soft moan from her throat, followed by the feeling of his hard penis pressing against a soft spot. Zhu Hong struggled slightly before going limp, surprisingly raising her watery eyes to look at the man softly and saying, "You two are both bad guys, only wanting to bully my daughter and me..."
Shang Rong was finally defeated by the woman's final blow. He flipped over and pinned her beneath him, panting heavily, "Nothing happened between Xiaoya and me... Now, we are a man and a woman."
With that, he captured her red lips under her gasp and half-hearted resistance

. Chapter 68: Pressing Closer
Sangong is actually a small town, more than 20 kilometers from the city center, with a population of 30,000 to 40,000. A few years ago, Sangong Town was incorporated into the city, becoming the seventh district under the jurisdiction of the municipal government. The Chengnan Branch of the Municipal Public Security Bureau set up the Sangong Police Station there. Fang Yuliang, the former director of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, was demoted to the position of station chief after making a mistake. The eleven police officers at the Sangong Police Station all had similar opinions about Fang Yuliang's arrival. They thought that Director Fang was finished and would probably spend his life at the Sangong Police Station, retiring when he reached retirement age. After all, a person's political life is only once. Among these people, only Deputy Director Zhang Lang knew some inside information. He knew that although Director Fang had been demoted to station chief, he still bore heavy responsibilities. Director Qi of the Municipal Bureau had already communicated this to him. In addition, he had heard about the backgrounds of the five new criminal police officers. Therefore, he dared not take Fang Yuliang and the five criminal police officers lightly. His biggest worry was that some police officers in the station would underestimate Fang Yuliang and do something disrespectful or insubordinate to their superior. Just three days before Fang Yuliang took office, Zhang Lang held a special meeting with all the police officers in the station. Although he couldn't directly reveal Fang Yuliang's true intentions, he repeatedly warned them that Fang Yuliang was a favorite of Qi Shundong, the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. The implication was that although Fang Yuliang had been demoted for making mistakes, he had powerful backers, and anyone who dared to take advantage of his misfortune would be going against Director Qi. Zhang Lang's words effectively quelled the gossip in the station. When Fang Yuliang arrived with his small team, everyone was at least outwardly respectful. In the blink of an eye, Fang Yuliang had been the director of the Sangong Police Station for over three months. During this time, accompanied by Zhang Lang, he conducted a perfunctory inspection of the jurisdiction, during which Zhang Lang also introduced the station's personnel. However, aside from Peng Yao, the pretty clerk at the police station, Fang Yuliang's mind wasn't focused on the station's daily affairs. He was consumed by revenge, spending his days secretly plotting with his small team, meticulously analyzing the Zheng Gang case, the two police assault cases, and Shang Rong's entertainment center. He even considered analyzing his own affair with a respectable woman, but was too embarrassed to bring it up again. Before the New Year, he wanted to report his ideas and everyone's opinions to Qi Shundong, but Qi Shundong wasn't in a hurry. He told him to first manage the station's internal and external affairs, emphasizing the importance of maintaining a good superior-subordinate relationship with Zhang Lang and strengthening cooperation. Fang Yuliang was confused, not understanding Qi Shundong's true intentions. Even after the New Year was over, he still hadn't received instructions from Qi Shundong, and Fang Yuliang began to suspect that Qi Shundong had abandoned him. Little did Fang Yuliang know, Qi Shundong was like an ant on a hot pan, extremely busy. Before the Lunar New Year, Qi Shundong had been fantasizing that his wife might come home to celebrate with him. He had originally planned to visit Xiaoya and her daughter again, but the memory of his previous experience made him hesitate. He worried he might run into that bastard Shang Rong again. Qi Shundong wasn't afraid of Shang Rong, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. How could a bureau chief like himself lower himself to beg a woman? Besides, there was that jerk watching him make a fool of himself. Qi Shundong spent the New Year in a cold and desolate manner. Instead of his wife returning, he was greeted by a lawyer. The lawyer brought a divorce agreement signed by Zhu Hong. Qi Shundong was furious. If he hadn't restrained himself, he might have torn the agreement to shreds and thrown it in the lawyer's face. The lawyer, of course, noticed Qi Shundong's anger and quickly and politely advised, "Director Qi, Ms. Zhu Hong's demand for a divorce is very firm and there is no room for negotiation. She proposed a divorce by mutual consent entirely because of your current status. If we go to court, there might be evidence that is very unfavorable to you..."
"Stop talking!"
Qi Shundong roared viciously. This lawyer is definitely a lackey of Shang Rong. Divorce? Zhu Hong doesn't have that kind of opinion, and even if she did, she wouldn't have the guts. It's all Shang Rong's doing. It seems he won't be satisfied until he ruins his own family. Xiao Ya… Good heavens! That beast might have already… Qi Shundong slammed his fist on the desk, startling the lawyer, who jumped up, thinking Director Qi was going to hit him. However, he was surprised to see Director Qi slowly pick up a pen from the desk and sign his name on the agreement. The lawyer was immediately filled with admiration for the director. As expected of the director, decisive and efficient. What most people would consider for days or even months, the director could decide in minutes. But it wasn't over yet; the client's few words hadn't been relayed. The lawyer placed the agreement into his leather briefcase, a fawning smile plastered on his face. He spoke slowly and deliberately, "Director Qi, your wife—no, I should say your ex-wife—asked me to pass on a message to you..."
"What did she say?"
Qi Shundong stared at the lawyer, his expression stern yet undeniably authoritative. "
She means that since you're divorced, they have nothing to do with you anymore. Please... please don't bother your daughter anymore, otherwise your daughter will declare that she's severing all ties with you."
The lawyer noticed Qi Shundong's face turn ashen, his fists clenched tightly on the table, trembling slightly. A wave of fear washed over the lawyer, but he still carefully conveyed his client's last words to Qi Shundong. "
Your ex-wife said to be forgiving and not to push things to the extreme."
Before the lawyer finished speaking, Qi Shundong stood up abruptly, pointed at the door, and said sharply, "You can leave now!"
Watching the lawyer disappear outside the door, Qi Shundong slumped heavily into a chair, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and tried to calm the turmoil in his heart. Xiaoya, Xiaoya, Qi Shundong muttered to himself, his mind flashing between images of his daughter's flawless youthful body; then Shang Rong naked on top of Xiaoya; and finally, his wife Zhu Hong with blood streaming from her mouth. Qi Shundong stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray, as if strangling his opponent, letting out a low howl.

Chapter 69 Sleeping in the Same Bed , Dreaming Different
Dreams Qi Shundong sat in Zhang Aijun's office, looking dejected. After the lawyer left, he cleared his mind in his office and gradually calmed down. He felt it was necessary to report to Director Zhang Aijun.
Although divorce is a private matter, for a cadre of his rank, it's no small matter, and it's necessary to explain the situation to the organization. Otherwise, rumors and gossip would spread like wildfire. However, he had a hunch that Zhang Aijun might use this to cause him trouble. Unexpectedly, while Qi Shundong was signing the divorce agreement, Zhang Aijun also received a lawyer. This lawyer, representing citizen Lu Feng, filed an administrative review with the Municipal Public Security Bureau, demanding 500,000 yuan in compensation for emotional distress. After reading the materials Zhang Aijun gave him, Qi Shundong realized that Shang Rong not only encouraged Zhu Hong to divorce to disgust him but also deliberately used Lu Feng to cause trouble. He hadn't expected Shang Rong to use a combination of tactics.
Of course, Qi Shundong understood Shang Rong's intentions perfectly—to ruin his reputation and interfere with the investigation. However, Qi Shundong also vaguely sensed that these two incidents contained a warning from Shang Rong to him. "
Old Qi! Although we *** people advocate freedom of marriage, for a leading cadre, there are still many factors to consider, such as personal prestige and lifestyle."
Zhang Aijun saw Qi Shundong sitting in front of him, just staring blankly, and thought to himself, "If only I had known this would happen in the first place, now I'm suffering, aren't I?" "
However, I don't want to say much about your divorce. I hope you can handle it well and make sure it doesn't affect your work. As for Lu Feng's complaint, that's a tricky matter. They might escalate it, and if it gets out into the public eye, it could have a negative impact on the bureau. You know, right now, from the ministry to the department, everyone's focused on work style, and Lu Feng's case is very sensitive and typical at this time. But don't worry, I'll handle this personally. But Lao Qi, we still need to learn from this experience. In the future, whatever you do, it's best to consult with me first. We can't abandon organizational principles. Look, Lu Feng's matter has put me in a very passive position. We live in a legal age, and everything must be based on evidence. We can't let emotions cloud our judgment and disregard the law. So, shouldn't we adjust our approach to Zheng Gang's case and focus all our efforts on arresting him? Once Zheng Gang is in custody, everything will be resolved, right? You've spent too much time on Shang Rong. Actually, Shang Rong is just a small-time hoodlum with a bit of money. Why are you bothered with him? Of course, this is just my personal opinion, for your reference only!"
Zhang Aijun finished his long-winded speech, his voice hoarse from talking, then picked up his teacup and took several large gulps of cold tea. He looked up and saw Qi Shundong engrossed in smoking, unsure if he had listened to anything he said. This stubborn mule, it seems he won't turn back until he hits a brick wall. "
Director Zhang,"
Qi Shundong finally spoke, stubbing out his cigarette in the ashtray, "I agree that Shang Rong is a petty thug. But why is this petty thug so interested in my family affairs? I know my woman; this divorce was entirely orchestrated by Shang Rong. Besides, he's been working on my daughter for a while now. What does all this mean?"
Qi Shundong became increasingly agitated, his voice rising, but he stopped when he saw Zhang Aijun's furrowed brows. “
Yes!”
Zhang Aijun waved his hand casually and said, “I’ve also considered this issue. Could Shang Rong’s approach to your daughter be related to you, the bureau chief, as her father? Businessmen always want to get close to government officials, especially since Xiaoya is a great beauty. Let alone a rich man like Shang Rong, which man would be attracted to her…”
Suddenly noticing Qi Shundong’s displeasure, Zhang Aijun smiled awkwardly and continued, “As for Zhu Hong’s divorce from you, you should look for the reasons within yourself. I heard you knocked out two of your wife’s front teeth, which is a crime! Old Qi, you can’t always view Shang Rong with prejudice. Being overly absorbed in your emotions will affect your work. My advice is that you should focus on Zheng Gang and not create any more complications.”
Qi Shundong heard that Zhang Aijun’s tone had gone from discussion to command. He knew that there was no point in continuing the conversation; their views on the case were too different, and he didn’t know who was acting on emotion. He stood up and said, “I will seriously consider your opinion,”
and then left. Watching Qi Shundong's departing figure, Zhang Aijun muttered to himself, "Looks like you're determined to make things difficult for me, Lao Qi. You're too impatient. Couldn't you have waited patiently until I retire? Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Zhang Aijun dialed an internal number, then leaned back in his executive chair and slowly closed his eyes. Only when a pair of small hands gently massaged his shoulders did he reach out and pat those small hands lightly while continuing to rest with his eyes closed. "
He came by?"
A woman's voice came from behind, along with a faint fragrance. Zhang Aijun nodded almost imperceptibly, his attention still drawn to the scent. "
What? I just gave it to you yesterday, and you're already applying it today? It smells so good."
She hissed and took a few deep sniffs. The woman chuckled softly behind him, "It's not that exaggerated, it's just a bottle of perfume."
Zhang Aijun turned his head and looked at the small, white hand wriggling on his shoulder, saying, "Just a bottle of perfume? This is an international brand. Do you know how much it costs?"
He listened for a reply, then continued, "I bought it when I went to America for a business trip last time. It cost eight thousand US dollars. Even that old hag has never used anything this expensive
." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Aijun felt something warm on his neck. A nimble little tongue slowly slipped into his ear, and he couldn't help but shiver. He heard a magnetic voice whisper in his ear, "You're so good to me."
Zhang Aijun's mind started to wander. While enjoying the warm, soft sensation on his ear, he whispered, "Where did you put it?" "
On my wrist."
Zhang Aijun grabbed the woman's slender white wrist and sniffed it deeply, continuing to ask, "Where else did you put it?"
"Behind my ears."
"Let me smell if it smells good."
He then turned the woman's head towards him, his large nose burrowing into her neck. The woman seemed to have been touched on a sensitive spot, letting out a soft moan. She straightened up, lifting her thin sweater high and pushing up her small bra, exposing one small, trembling white breast to the cool air, its red nipple hard as a rock. "
I've wiped it here too, do you want some…"
Before he could finish, the man sucked her nipple into his mouth, causing her to tilt her head back and let out a low moan.

Chapter 70
In a courtyard in the north of the town, the main building of the San Gong Police Station was a three-story building. Several trees in the courtyard were decades old, now covered in snow. However, in summer, the courtyard was lush with vegetation, a perfect place to escape the heat and relax. Although it was already past five in the afternoon, in the conference room on the third floor, Chief Fang Yuliang was discussing the case with his capable officers. The pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray and the room filled with smoke indicated that the meeting had been going on for quite some time. Fang Yuliang had already learned about Qi Shundong's recent situation from his old colleagues at the Municipal Bureau. It turned out that Director Qi had divorced his wife, and someone was complaining about him at the bureau. No wonder the director hadn't had time to listen to his report; it seemed the director wasn't having an easy time either! When he heard that Director Qi's divorce was due to Shang Rong's instigation, he was filled with grief and indignation. It was a matter of personal and national hatred. If he didn't eliminate Shang Rong's gang as soon as possible, he would not only be letting down Director Qi, but he also wouldn't be able to clear his own name. Therefore, he and some key members of the station had been working overtime these past few days, determined to come up with a practical and feasible investigation plan to appease the old director. "
I think it's still necessary to keep an eye on Shang Rong,"
Wang Xinmin from the Chengnan Branch Criminal Investigation Team said, looking at Fang Yuliang sitting opposite him through the thick smoke. "If Shang Rong is really the main character in this case, he can't live in a vacuum; there will always be clues that expose him." "But we've been tracking him for a long time before and haven't found anything unusual. We even sent an undercover agent..."
Detective Wu Tianming questioned. "
On the surface, nothing seems to have been found,"
Li Gang from the Municipal Bureau Criminal Investigation Team interrupted Wu Tianming. "However, looking beyond the surface, Sun Xiaoyu's resignation, Shang Rong's several deliberate attempts to escape our sight, and the two assaults on police officers all point to Shang Rong's suspicion, don't they? It's just that this criminal seems to be particularly lucky, always managing to clear his name at crucial moments."
"It's not that he's lucky; he's cleansed himself with the blood of our comrades,"
Fang Yuliang said heavily. At this moment, Zhang Lang, the deputy director who had been sitting silently in the corner, coughed and said, "I've studied Shang Rong. This kid is actually a petty hoodlum. Although he graduated from university, he's different from ordinary university graduates. His mother died early, and he grew up without anyone to discipline him. He has a wild personality, is full of tricks, and is capable of anything. I think we should start with his weaknesses."
He glanced at everyone in the room, and seeing that everyone was waiting for him to continue, he slowly continued, "His weakness is women. I've looked into it, and Shang Rong has as many as seven or eight mistresses, big and small."
A buzz of discussion immediately filled the conference room. One detective muttered, "This guy is practically a stud."
Everyone burst into laughter. Once everyone quieted down, Zhang Lang continued, "Of all his mistresses, Shang Rong's most favored is his ex-wife, Lin Zihui. Lin Zihui currently manages all of Shang Rong's businesses in the city. If any of the women around Shang Rong knows anything, it's definitely Lin Zihui."
A detective interjected, "You're not going to detain her and interrogate her, are you? I've heard that woman is not easy to deal with. Besides, what evidence do you have? The higher-ups won't approve it."
Fang Yuliang quickly added, "Extraordinary cases require extraordinary measures. Our small team has the authority to take what we deem appropriate actions, and Director Qi will support us."
Just then, the conference room door opened, and Zhang Manyuan, the internal affairs officer of Sangong Police Station, walked in. As everyone's attention focused on this policewoman, another person entered from behind, loudly proclaiming, "I've come to support you!"
"Director Qi!"
With several exclamations, Qi Shundong, travel-worn, entered the conference room. Fang Yuliang was overjoyed and quickly pulled a chair for Qi Shundong, calling to Zhang Manyuan, who was standing, "Quickly, make a pot of hot tea."
Qi Shundong waved his hand without sitting down. He solemnly glanced at everyone present, nodded, and said, "Comrades, you've worked hard."
"Thank you for your hard work, Chief!"
the eight criminal police officers replied in unison. Qi Shundong was very satisfied. He waved his hand, signaling everyone to sit down, then cleared his throat and said, "I heard from Comrade Manyuan that you didn't even have time for lunch while you were working on the case. With this kind of spirit, how can we not solve the case? However, while solving the case is important, we also need to eat. The fight against criminals is a long-term endeavor, not something that can be accomplished in a few days or nights. Ah! We don't want our comrades to fall down before the criminals are caught. I don't want to see that happen."
He then turned to Fang Yuliang and continued, "As the director, you need to manage this well. You need to balance work and rest and always maintain sufficient energy. Of course, I understand the comrades' eagerness, which also shows that they have a strong sense of responsibility. How about this, tonight I'll treat everyone to a meal. Where's Manyuan?" Qi Shundong beckoned to Li Manyuan, who quickly ran to his side. Qi Shundong took out several hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to Li Manyuan, saying, "Go arrange it. Go to the best restaurant in town, and don't forget to get a few bottles of wine."
Amidst enthusiastic applause, the case analysis meeting at Sangong Police Station came to an end.

Chapter 71 Taking the Initiative
That night, Qi Shundong stayed in a dormitory room on the third floor of the police station. Due to a heating problem, the room was unusually cold. Fang Yuliang found an electric heater, plugged it in, and the two sat down around it. Although Qi Shundong's arrival was sudden, Fang Yuliang instinctively sensed that Qi Shundong definitely had something to discuss with him privately, and it couldn't be as simple as just having a meal to encourage the criminal police officers. As expected, after both of them lit a cigarette, Qi Shundong gave Fang Yuliang a meaningful look and said, "You just said Zhang Lang suggested starting with the women around Shang Rong?"
Fang Yuliang hiccuped and nodded, "But I don't think it's feasible. Shang Rong is cunning and won't let women get involved."
Qi Shundong took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, "Everyone has weaknesses, and Zhang Lang has targeted Shang Rong's Achilles' heel. Shang Rong certainly won't let his other women get involved, but Lin Zihui might be a different story. She manages all of Shang Rong's investments in the city, and seems to have Shang Rong's deep trust. She might know some inside information and clues." Fang
Yuliang said doubtfully, "But we don't have any leverage over Lin Zihui. Are we really going to waste our time investigating her? Besides, we don't have the manpower."
Qi Shundong looked at Fang Yuliang with a smile and said, "Isn't this exactly what I'm here to give you leverage over?"
"Oh? Director, stop beating around the bush. I've been waiting for this for ages,"
Fang Yuliang said excitedly. Qi Shundong wasn't in a hurry to reveal his "weakness," but instead asked, "Lin Zihui is a worldly woman. How do you plan to deal with her?"
Fang Yuliang was taken aback, then confidently replied, "Director Qi, I've been a policeman for so long, and I've never encountered a woman who couldn't be persuaded."
"Don't just brag. You made a mess of Lu Feng last time,"
Qi Shundong said, seemingly deliberately provoking Fang Yuliang. "
Director Qi, who knew she was pregnant! Lin Zihui isn't pregnant, is she?"
Fang Yuliang pleaded, looking aggrieved. Qi Shundong threw away his cigarette, stubbed it out with his foot, and then said solemnly, "Let me give you a heads-up: there are certainly sufficient reasons to arrest Lin Zihui, but be prepared for what will happen if she really doesn't know anything."
Fang Yuliang laughed, "Director Qi, this isn't the first time I've pulled this trick. I guarantee she'll suffer in silence, unlike Lu Feng who came back to settle scores with us."
Qi Shundong patted Fang Yuliang's hand and said, "I'm relieved to have your assurance."
He then lit another cigarette and said, word by word, "Even if you don't get anything from Lin Zihui, at least you'll enrage Shang Rong. What's that saying? To destroy a man, you must first make him mad. Think about it, wouldn't Shang Rong, this little thug, go mad after being enraged? Then he'll do something stupid. You need to put more effort into this."
Fang Yuliang nodded knowingly and hurriedly ... Fang Yuliang asked, "But Director Qi, you haven't..."
Qi Shundong smiled and waved his hand to stop Fang Yuliang, then slowly said, "It's quite a coincidence. Chen Guodong somehow got hold of someone, apparently a former bank manager who was dismissed for embezzling public funds. He was supposed to go to jail for a few years, but someone in the bank protected him, so he was fired instead."
Seeing Fang Yuliang's confused look, Qi Shundong continued, "This former bank manager was Lin Zihui's boss before she resigned. He actually had an affair with Lin Zihui. I don't know if Shang Rong knows about this, but I think Shang Rong probably doesn't. This matter should have been over, but unexpectedly, before the New Year, Zhao Qidong's former boss was placed under investigation by the procuratorate, which dragged Zhao Qidong into the mess again. Zhao Qidong is now single, and he's spilled everything. He especially..." "Don't confess. Lin Zihui once borrowed 80,000 yuan from the bank. Although she later paid it back, it actually constitutes embezzlement. Later, the prosecutors brought in the vice president who gave Lin Zihui the green light, and he didn't deny it. You would never guess that Lin Zihui embezzled that 80,000 yuan to help Shang Rong speculate on stocks."
Qi Shundong finished speaking in one breath, slightly out of breath due to his excitement. He looked at Fang Yuliang's eyes darting around and laughed and scolded, "You're supposed to be a criminal investigator, and you still don't understand what I mean?" Fang
Yuliang scratched his head and chuckled, "But that's the prosecutor's office's business, we..."
Qi Shundong pointed at Fang Yuliang and said, "You're right, but the prosecutor's office and the police are one family. I've made all the arrangements. The prosecutor's office is responsible for arresting the person, and the rest is up to you."
Fang Yuliang rubbed his hands together and said: "What else is there to say? Director Qi, just watch."
Qi Shundong yawned, stood up, and said, "Same old rules. Once the prosecutors hand the person over to you, they're done. They have no interest in Lin Zihui, so you'll have to handle all the aftermath. Don't make me lose face in front of them." Fang
Yuliang stood up as well, saying repeatedly, "Director Qi, you underestimate me."
Qi Shundong leaned back on the bed and said, "Then you should get some rest too. I'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."
Fang Yuliang's face was flushed with excitement as he backed out, saying, "Director Qi, I'll personally stand guard for you tonight, so you can rest assured."
In the middle of the night, Qi Shundong felt the dormitory door being gently pushed open. He squinted and secretly watched the dark figure come to the bedside. The snow outside illuminated the person's face, which turned out to be Li Manyuan, the internal affairs officer of the Sangong Police Station. Qi Shundong couldn't help but smile knowingly. Fang Yuliang, that kid, actually has this trick up his sleeve. No wonder he looked so ambiguous when he said those words earlier. Just as Qi Shundong was pondering Fang Yuliang, the woman by the bed had already stripped down to her underwear, her exposed skin shimmering silver in the snow. Qi Shundong had witnessed the woman's allure during the day; at the dinner table, after a few drinks, Man Yuan's face was flushed, prompting Qi Shundong to steal glances at her countless times. As the woman hesitated by the bed, Qi Shundong whispered, "Man Yuan, quickly get into bed, don't get cold."
He then lifted a corner of the blanket. The woman was startled by Qi Shundong's voice, gave a soft hum, and obediently slipped under the covers. After a long while, Qi Shundong asked, "Was this your own choice?"
There was no reply.
"Do you have a husband?"
There was no sound. After a long silence, a woman screamed, followed by the sound of flesh colliding. After a long while, the woman's moaning voice came: "Director Qi...you...are you divorced?"
Qi Shundong grunted in response, and the woman groaned a few more times before suddenly saying, "Director Qi...I...I'm not married yet."
Everything stopped, and then Qi Shundong lifted the blanket and looked at something in the snowlight. Then he grabbed the woman and began to move wildly, panting as he said, "Manyuan...my good daughter...Daddy loves you...call me Daddy..."
Then a small bed shook as if it were about to collapse. The bright snowlight illuminated the second-floor corridor, and a dark figure lay prone in front of Qi Shundong's dormitory door—it was Fang Yuliang, who was standing guard for Qi Shundong.

Chapter 72 Secret Transaction
Although the Lantern Festival had already passed, Shang Rong was still immersed in the festive atmosphere, enjoying the tenderness of the three women. Outside, the cold wind howled. The family was all smiles. Xiaoya and her daughter had nominally come to celebrate the Spring Festival, but even after the holiday ended, neither of them showed any intention of returning home. Shang Rong secretly observed Zi Hui's reaction, and seeing that the woman didn't seem to care, he wished the mother and daughter could stay at his home forever. Just as Shang Rong was lost in his reverie, oblivious to worldly affairs, Old Yang, whom he hadn't heard from in a long time, suddenly called to ask him to meet. At that time, Shang Rong's family had just finished lunch. Xiaoya's mother and Yang's wife were chatting in the kitchen, while Zi Hui was hiding in the bedroom choosing her clothes for a friend's gathering that afternoon. Shang Rong tentatively asked, "How about bringing your husband along?"
Zi Hui rolled her eyes at the man and snorted, "If I bring you, how am I supposed to introduce you to others?"
She then ignored him, focusing on applying makeup in front of the mirror. Shang Rong, shameless, sidled up to the woman, pinched her buttocks, and admired her pretty face in the mirror, saying, "What's wrong with introducing him? Husband, ex-husband, lover, boss, whatever you want to say." "
He clung to Zi Hui like a piece of chewing gum as he spoke. Zi Hui put down the trinkets in her hands, pushed the man to the bedroom door, and said in a coaxing voice like she was coaxing a child, 'I dare not call you husband, I can't bring my ex-husband, my lover is not for the public eye, and as for the boss, you should stay home and wait for the boss to come back.'
After saying that, she left the man and went back to the mirror to fix her hair and makeup. Shang Rong said angrily, 'What kind of party made you so infatuated? Is it embarrassing to bring me along?'
Seeing that the man was determined, Zi Hui had no choice but to come up to him, reach out and pinch his face, and said with a smile, 'Oh! Are you angry?'
She then gave the man a light kiss on the cheek and said coquettishly, 'Who else could I be partying with? Zhou Xiaolian has a boyfriend, and today her boyfriend is treating Zhou Xiaolian's girlfriends to dinner. Is it appropriate for you to go?'" "
Zhou Xiaolian has a boyfriend?" Shang Rong was stunned and speechless. Seeing the man's distraught appearance, Zi Hui assumed he was thinking about Zhou Xiaolian's ex-husband Zhao Qidong and their past relationship, so she quickly said, "Don't overthink it. I... actually, Zhou Xiaolian is a really good person. She and Zhao... are not the same kind of people. Besides, Zhou Xiaolian is Xiaolin's homeroom teacher, so it wouldn't be right for me not to go."
As she spoke, her eyes flashed, and she whispered in the man's ear, "Isn't Xiaoya free? She can keep you company. You two are newlyweds."
After saying that, she stared at the man and chuckled. "
Don't make wild guesses!" "We didn't..."
Shang Rong quickly denied, taking a step to flee downstairs. Just then, he received a call from Old Yang. Old Yang hadn't changed at all, except he was wrapped in a fluffy coat, and with his panting, he looked like a clumsy old bear. Shang Rong couldn't help but laugh. This time, Old Yang seemed to have lost his former mystique. He suggested taking a walk along a small path on the outskirts of the city, and enjoying the snowy scenery. "
How's it going, kid? Living comfortably, huh?" "
Old Yang exhaled a puff of smoke and asked with a smile. Since their previous meetings, Shang Rong had gotten to know Old Yang and his ilk to some extent. On the surface, these people seemed no different from ordinary people, even more amiable and approachable. But Shang Rong knew that this was just a facade, concealing calmness, shrewdness, and deep-seated calculation. So Old Yang's seemingly ordinary greeting had revealed a hidden meaning to Shang Rong. He just smiled and didn't speak. The two walked silently along the path for a few minutes, the surroundings quiet and deserted, with only the crunch of snow under their feet. "
I ran into your friend from Shanghai a while ago."
Old Yang stopped to catch his breath like a tired old ox, finally speaking, "He greeted you."
Run into him? What a coincidence? No way? Greeted me? Who is Sun Xiaoning? Does he have the time for that? Shang Rong pricked up his ears, waiting for Old Yang to continue. "
He encountered a problem and wanted to ask you for help?" Old Yang
's breathing had just calmed down when he pulled out another cigarette and lit it. This guy's going to die from nicotine sooner or later. Asking for my help? Are you kidding me? Is there anything Sun Xiaoning can't handle? Suddenly, Shang Rong shuddered. Money! Besides money, besides his relationship with Sun Xiaoyu, there's nothing about me that would interest Sun Xiaoning. Yes! He should be asking for something in return. This should have been something he offered voluntarily, but now someone else is coming to him. Is this a blessing or a curse? It seems he's treating his future brother-in-law strictly as business. That's fine, I don't want to owe these people favors. "
What? Kid, did you hear me?"
Old Yang's seemingly cloudy eyes were fixed on Shang Rong. "
I'm listening. You haven't said what kind of help you want yet?"
Shang Rong said calmly. Old Yang stared at Shang Rong for a while, then chuckled and continued walking slowly forward, saying unhurriedly, "He wants to borrow some money from you." "
Just as I suspected! I guessed right."
How much?
Old Yang glanced back at Shang Rong and held up one finger. "
One cent."
Damn it, these people even know the slang. In the underworld, one cent often means a million.
A million?
Unexpectedly, Old Yang stopped and shook his head. He said with a smile, "Add another zero."
Ten million? Shang Rong couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. I really underestimated them, they have big appetites. What can I do? I need their help, so ten million it is. Consider it my life-saving money. "
How about it? If you have any difficulties, just say so, he won't force you."
Old Yang urged when he saw that Shang Rong didn't speak. "
What are you talking about!"
Shang Rong walked forward and laughed, "Can the friendship between friends be measured by money?"
Old Yang caught up from behind, patted Shang Rong on the shoulder, and said loudly, "Well done! He didn't misjudge you." "
Damn it, you're all talk and no action! My heart is bleeding! Ten million! This is like tearing my flesh out! If Zi Hui knew, she'd faint from grief." Shang Rong tried his best to hide his dejection at losing his fortune and casually asked, "Why didn't he speak up himself?"
Old Yang suddenly said in a serious tone, "He never speaks up himself. You know, he's very shy when it comes to money. Money is dirty stuff."
Shang Rong really wanted to laugh out loud. Money is dirty stuff? What a bunch of self-righteous people! I'm the only vulgar one, your garbage can for money. "
I was just asking casually. To be honest, I know you better."
Old Yang draped an arm over Shang Rong's shoulder, his bear-like body moving forward with Shang Rong, whispering almost in Shang Rong's ear, "He won't take your money for nothing. He told me to tell you that a group of people are currently traveling in Hainan, and they've got their eyes on a stock called Qiongmingyuan. Do you know how much money is going to go into this stock? Two hundred billion. I think you understand what that means?"
Shang Rong's blood boiled instantly, every pore on his body seemed to open. He did a quick calculation, and it was as if mountains of gold and silver appeared before his eyes. "
Really?"
Old Yang released Shang Rong and started walking back, saying as he went, "How are you going to give him the money?"
"I'll go from Beijing."
Before Shang Rong could finish speaking, his phone rang in his pocket. "
What? Zi Hui? When? Tell me slowly. Oh my god! I understand."
Shang Rong hung up the phone and looked at Old Yang, only to see that he had become a small black dot on the snow.

Chapter 73 Backyard on Fire
After saying goodbye to Zhou Xiaolian, Zi Hui walked out of the restaurant to her car. As she reached her car, she saw Zhou Xiaolian still standing on the restaurant steps and waved to her. Just as she took out her car keys to open the door, she looked up and saw two men suddenly appearing in front of her, less than a meter apart. Startled, she instinctively took a step back, then felt someone push her from behind. Turning around, she saw two more men staring coldly at her from right behind. Oh no! Kidnapping! The thought flashed through her mind, and Zi Hui felt her arms being grabbed by the two men. Her body seemed to lift off the ground, and she was involuntarily dragged towards a van parked nearby. Zi Hui screamed, a wave of fear washing over her. She couldn't help but look towards the steps where Zhou Xiaolian had been standing, and saw Zhou Xiaolian staring blankly at her, seemingly terrified. Before Zi Hui could think, she turned and shouted, "Xiao Lian, Xiao Lian..."
She only managed two shouts when she felt herself being lifted up. Before she could shout a third time, she was tumbled onto the seat of the van. In her terror, Zi Hui seemed to see Zhou Xiaolian running towards her. She desperately turned her head towards the window, but it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything. Then, a hand pulled her up, and she sat upright in the seat. Two men sat on either side of her, pressed tightly against her body. Zi Hui felt the hand of the man on her right, which was holding her arm, pressed against her chest. She couldn't help but twist her body, but she couldn't break free. Seeing her struggle, the man on her left took out a pair of handcuffs and handcuffed her. Just then, a man in his forties sitting in front turned around and said coldly, "We're from the procuratorate. There's a case involving you. From now on, you will be under investigation."
The procuratorate? Although Zi Hui's mind was still in turmoil, her fear instantly lessened considerably. After all, it wasn't a kidnapping. As long as it involved the public security, procuratorate, and courts, it would be easy to handle. Shang Rong would definitely come to rescue her. "
I need to see your identification."
"Identity?"
The man from before chuckled. "
We'll show it to you when we get there."
He then turned his head away and stopped talking. At this moment, Zi Hui felt the hand harassing her chest again, so she turned to look at the man. She saw that he was a rather young man. He seemed unable to withstand Zi Hui's gaze and turned to look out the window. The hand slowly left the woman's chest. Shang Rong burst into the house like a madman, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. The three women in the house, who were already like frightened birds, were so frightened by the man's furious appearance that they all stood up, not knowing what to say. Shang Rong looked at the three women one by one, and finally his gaze fell on Zhou Xiaolian's face. His gaze was like a sharp blade piercing straight into the woman's heart. Zhou Xiaolian couldn't help but gasp, her whole body trembling. She instantly recalled the man's rough treatment last time, her face flushing crimson, her beautiful eyes welling up with tears. Her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the sofa, covering her mouth with one hand and whimpering softly. Shang Rong, watching the woman's actions with bewilderment, suddenly heard Xiao Ya exclaim, "Ah!"
pointing a slender, delicate finger at Zhou Xiaolian, murmuring, "She...she..."
Shang Rong followed Xiao Ya's gesture and was immediately captivated by the woman's crotch. Zhou Xiaolian's legs were tightly pressed together, trembling from her thighs to her buttocks, with a wet patch spreading outwards from her crotch. It took Shang Rong a while to realize that the woman had incontinent. If he weren't in such a hurry to find out about Zi Hui, Shang Rong would have loved to see this sight. Although he had many women, this was the first time he had ever seen anything like it. So women are different after all. Zhu Hong, being more experienced, went over and hugged Zhou Xiaolian, whispering comfortingly, "She must have been holding it in and didn't have time to relieve herself."
She then turned to look at Shang Rong, rolled her eyes at Xiao Ya, and scolded, "She was just rushing to deliver the news, Xiao Ya, go get some clean pants."
Shang Rong remained standing there, his mind a complete mess. Seeing the man covered in sweat and mud, looking utterly disheveled, Zhu Hong said gently, "Shang, there's no use in being anxious. You'll figure it out eventually. Go upstairs, wash your face, and change your clothes."
Shang Rong finally snapped out of his daze, inwardly scolding himself for losing his composure. He glanced at the blushing, silent Zhou Xiaolian, tossed his dirty shoes to the door, and went upstairs barefoot. In the upstairs bathroom, Shang Rong buried his head in the sink, rinsing it with cold water to calm himself down. Within an hour, he had experienced the thrill of Sun Xiaoning demanding money, his lover being arrested, and a beautiful woman losing control of her bladder. His heart was pounding, as if it would jump out of his throat. Especially the inexplicable abduction of Zi Hui felt like a thousand-pound weight pressing on his heart. Although he often treated women with arrogance and harshness, he now realized just how much Zi Hui meant to him. "Baby, no matter what happens, you have to hold on. Your husband will go bankrupt to save you."
When Shang Rong came downstairs, he was noticeably calmer, though his face was ashen, looking like he was about to kill someone. He glanced at Zhou Xiaolian, who was still sitting on the sofa with her head bowed, and tiptoed to her side, saying softly, "Don't be nervous. Tell me everything you saw, the more detailed the better."
He then sat down in a chair, and to help her relax, he slowly took out a cigarette, lit it, and began to smoke. Zhou Xiaolian glanced at the man, then lowered her head again to speak softly. After hearing Zhou Xiaolian's account, Shang Rong couldn't help but gasp. Could it be a kidnapping? But… Zheng Gang? Unlikely. Zheng Gang could simply ask him for money; kidnapping Zi Hui would only bring him trouble. Besides, Zheng Gang himself was barely surviving; how could he have the ability to kidnap someone? Then, was it Zi Hui's enemy? Zi Hui hadn't made any enemies in recent years! Could it be her enemy kidnapping Zi Hui to vent their anger? That was possible. Zhao Lei? No, that didn't make sense either. He should have kidnapped Lu Feng! Qi Shundong? From an enemy's perspective, Qi Shundong had a motive, but a dignified police chief wouldn't stoop to such a despicable act. Zi Hui's business was all legal, and the police hadn't gotten anything on her. What right did Qi Shundong have...? Shang Rong finished his cigarette but still couldn't figure it out. The three women stared at the man with nine eyes, their expressions a mixture of tension and hope, as if he were an omnipotent god. Shang Rong threw away his cigarette butt, stood up, and said to Zhu Hong, "You stay home. Keep calling Zi Hui on her cell phone. Also, remember, if anyone calls the house, agree to whatever they ask, and then tell me immediately."
He then glanced back at Zhou Xiaolian, as if instructing a servant, and said, "You'll stay here. Zi Hui is your friend too. If you hadn't asked her to go out today, none of this would have happened."
Zhou Xiaolian almost cried at the man's harsh words. Zhu Hong advised, "Xiao Shang, don't... you should think of a solution. You don't need to worry about things at home."
Time was of the essence, and Shang Rong had no time to heed Zhu Hong's words. He hurriedly walked out, but when he reached the door, an idea struck him. He turned around and said, "Xiao Ya, you drive me."
Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, then silently put on her coat and followed the man out.

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