[Adult City] Lonely Officialdom (Final Chapter) - 34

Chapter 218 Hugs Won't Make You Pregnant.

Zhang Bing helped Jiang Yan carry Lin Jing to her room. Jiang Yan then urged Zhang Bing to quickly return to her own room to shower and sleep. Her family was very strict, and she dared not let Zhang Bing linger in her room and cause trouble for her parents, even though the two of them often did this at Zhang Bing's house.

Since it was the same room they had stayed in before, Zhang Bing naturally knew its location.

Since the old man was ill and needed quiet, Zhang Bing could only tiptoe upstairs. However, when he reached the door, he hesitated to go in. Looking through the open doorway, he saw Jiang Yan's mother, Ye Shuzhen, tidying up the room. She was lying on the bed making the sheets, her pert buttocks raised high. Her white casual pants, stretched too tight around her hips, revealed her red underwear, an extremely alluring sight. Zhang Bing couldn't help but swallow hard.

Jiang Yan's parents were a typical older man and younger woman; her mother was only in her forties, with a slender waist and full hips, exuding a unique kind of allure. Her skin was smooth and supple, her eyebrows arched like distant mountains, her dark hair thick and lustrous. Every woman has her unique charm—wild, bright, shy, aloof, radiant, or serene. Of course, some women possess a blend of charms. If Jiang Yan's charm was pure innocence and intellect, her mother's charm was open-minded and alluring—a charm unique to mature women, or women who have had children.

Zhang Bing hesitated at the top of the stairs. Going in now, in her current position, would definitely be awkward for both of them; but turning around and going downstairs wasn't a solution either. With Jiang Yan's shrewdness, she might notice something. She should have known better than to come up; now that she was up, going down would only arouse suspicion. But last time, the housekeeper had cleaned the room; now she was doing it herself—perhaps out of gratitude for her treatment of the old man tonight? After thinking it over, she forced herself to go in. She was her elder, not a tigress, and besides, she probably didn't even realize how alluring her posture was.

Hong Wen slowed his steps, not daring to look too long at the beauty on the bed, quickly shifting his gaze elsewhere.

This room was a guest room, about the same size as Jiang Yan's bedroom, with similar decor, but less elaborate. A grove of sycamore leaves stretched out from the window, adding a touch of spring to the small building.

"Tired? Take a shower first, I'll make the bed soon." Ye Shuzhen, lying on the bed, turned and said as Zhang Bing entered.

Zhang Bing, captivated by her allure, swallowed hard and said, "No rush. I'll shower later."

"It's alright. Go ahead and shower, I'll have Jiang Yan bring your clothes in later." Ye Shuzhen climbed off the bed and carefully straightened any wrinkles around the edges. Hong Wen didn't have any clean clothes here; he was obviously going to buy new ones.

Zhang Bing glanced at the bathroom and nodded with a smile. "Okay, I'll go shower first."

He took off his clothes, folded them, and placed them on the clothes rack on the wall. He turned the water to 0 degrees Celsius. He had no choice; after being so aroused, his manhood was throbbing, so he had to use cold water, even though it was winter.

After a thorough rinse under the high-intensity shower, Zhang Bing's inner fire finally vanished completely. After drying himself with a towel, Zhang Bing stood at the door to listen for any sounds before leaving. There was no noise, not even the sound of breathing. Ye Shuzhen had already left.

His change of clothes hadn't arrived yet, and not wanting to wear his slightly sweaty clothes again, Zhang Bing grabbed a clean towel from the rack and wrapped it around his waist. He came out shirtless.

As fate would have it, the room door opened the moment Zhang Bing pushed open the bathroom door. Ye Shuzhen entered carrying a bundle of clothes. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Zhang Bing standing awkwardly at the bathroom door, blushed, threw the clothes on the bed, and turned to leave. The two didn't exchange a single word. "

It is said that the most affectionate is the heartless, and the most alluring is the unintentional." Zhang Bing silently recited this famous saying, looking at his manhood. To his astonishment, it sprang to life. He felt ashamed for having such lewd thoughts in front of his elders, but a man's body is often beyond his control; it had sprung up on its own. It was truly a difficult situation.

What's done is done; whether it's a blessing or a curse, there's no escaping it. Besides, she's innocent, so thinking about it is pointless. Zhang Bing quickly put on the clothes Ye Shuzhen had brought and comfortably lay down on the bed. A moment later, there was another knock

at the door. "Come in," Zhang Bing called out.

Jiang Yan entered the room, glanced around, and asked curiously, "Where's my mom?"

"Your mom? She came and left," Zhang Bing replied, puzzled. Did she know her mother had just been here?

"Left? Didn't she say she wanted to talk to you?" Jiang Yan asked doubtfully. "I was helping Tengkong take a bath. I asked my mom to bring your clothes over; she also has something to talk to you about—" Jiang Yan said, walking over and sitting down next to Zhang Bing.

"Talk about what?" Zhang Bing asked curiously, taking a deep breath of the girl's fragrant hair, resisting the temptation to pull Jiang Yan's alluring body into his arms.

"Hehe, I don't know, maybe it's to thank you for your great help? Dad just came out and told us that Grandpa's condition has stabilized. Master Hulun said it's all thanks to you. Thank you so much—you don't know, Grandpa's health has been getting worse lately, his old ailment keeps flaring up, which worries us terribly. And every time, the doctors are at a loss, it's so frustrating." Jiang Yan didn't hold back in praising her friend. In her heart, the more important Zhang Bing was, the better, so that her family would be more likely to accept him.

"Hehe, I just gave Grandpa a massage under Master Hulun's guidance, it's nothing. But according to Master Hulun, Grandpa's illness won't flare up for a year, so you can rest assured now." Zhang Bing only recently understood the simple principle of having to acknowledge one's merits; he'd even been scolded by County Magistrate Ma several times for it, a lesson learned the hard way.

"Let's not talk about this." Jiang Yan was quick-witted; she had originally wanted to find out the details of the treatment, but seeing Zhang Bing gloss over it, she knew he didn't want to talk about it or that Grandpa had asked for secrecy, so she quickly changed the subject. "When I was giving Tengkong a bath just now, she was quite drunk and kept praising you, saying you got into a fight outside. What exactly happened?"

"Li Xuan, Lin Tao. You should know these two people?" Zhang Bing asked with a smile. The matter had already been confirmed by the old man, meaning the Jiang family had accepted him. Since Jiang Yan asked, he figured it was fine to tell her. He trusted Jiang Yan's intelligence to quickly figure out the situation and might even offer some good advice. With Li Huan and the others not around, Jiang Yan was the only person he could rely on.

Jiang Yan pondered for a moment and understood the key point, asking with concern, "You were involved?"

"Hehe, I was forced into it!" Zhang Bing said with a smile, then recounted the conflict with Lin Tao in Changxiang.

"You chose Li Xuan?" Jiang Yan asked with a smile.

"Dude, you're really smart."

"Come on." Having not heard the word "dude" in a long time, Jiang Yan was overjoyed. She lightly punched Zhang Bing and said seriously, "Although I don't care about politics, I've heard about the struggle between Jiang and Li. In terms of family background, the Lin family has a slight edge; in terms of the current situation, the two families are evenly matched; and in terms of long-term development, I favor Li Xuan. It seems you're quite quick-witted, and your intelligence analysis is very accurate." Women in love are all fools; they always think the best of their loved ones.

But Zhang Bing knew his own limitations. He told the truth with a wry smile, "I'm just a small village official. I don't have the foresight you think about. No one gave me any intelligence or analysis. I was just taking a chance. Besides, it's about judging people. A person's magnanimity determines their success. I met Lin Tao first, and we should have been friends. But tonight he tried to scheme against me and get revenge. So I had no choice but to retaliate. But Li Xuan is indeed impressive. He was able to calmly undermine others even in that situation. He didn't flinch when Lin Jing spoke coldly to him. He's the makings of a ruthless leader."

"Well, Lin Tao's stinginess is well-known in the circle, but which of these young masters doesn't have a bit of arrogance and domineering attitude? So everyone's used to it—anyway, I think your choice is right." Jiang Yan said with a charming smile. "By the way, have you told Grandpa or Dad about this?"

Jiang Yan asked this question with a little embarrassment. Zhang Bing's choice required the Jiang family's opinion, which meant treating Zhang Bing as a member of the Jiang family. The girl was sensitive; although she was usually generous, she couldn't help but feel shy when it came to her own feelings. This was a question she had thought about carefully before asking, because she knew that her family seemed to like Zhang Bing a little, otherwise Grandpa wouldn't have been so good to him.

Zhang Bing understood the implication, glanced at the blushing woman, and whispered, "Yes, Grandpa already asked, and he praised me for doing well!" Both of them felt a little guilty, after all, the last layer of paper hadn't been broken yet.

"Who's your grandpa? Don't call him that, okay?" The girl was extremely sensitive and seized the opportunity to argue with Zhang Bing, trying to hide her joy.

Zhang Bing wanted to break through that barrier, but remained silent, his eyes fixed intently on her. Jiang Yan lowered her head, avoiding his gaze.

"By the way, you said Jing'er was cold and sarcastic towards Li Xuan tonight, really?" The girl quickly changed the subject. "Everyone in the capital knows Li Xuan is pursuing Jing'er. Jing'er is usually quite nice to him, so how could she suddenly change tonight?"

"Maybe that girl drank too much and couldn't recognize people?" Zhang Bing said uncertainly. He knew he couldn't convince himself with this reason. Lin Jing wasn't as naive and thoughtless as the rumors suggested. Looking at his words and actions when they were alone, he was truly unpredictable. "Could it be—

Jing'er has a crush on you?" Jiang Yan was startled by her own words, but then she remembered some past events and a realization dawned on her. "Don't

talk nonsense. How could a princess like that like me? Haha—" Zhang Bing didn't know why, but he really didn't want to discuss this topic. Perhaps it was because he felt awkward in front of Jiang Yan. It was strange to talk about another woman liking him in front of a woman he liked.

The two chatted for a while longer, and Zhang Bing told Jiang Yan about attending Li Xuandi's welcome banquet the next day. Jiang Yan gave him a few instructions and then went back to her room, worried that staying too long would cause her family to misunderstand.

After Jiang Yan left, Zhang Bing was wide awake. Sitting by the window, looking at the distant sky, he thought about how treacherous the capital was, wondering if he would be reduced to ashes. He thought about this until dawn before finally falling asleep.

Just as Zhang Bing was about to drift off, he suddenly heard someone push open the door and walk towards his bedside. Zhang Bing pretended not to notice, keeping his eyes closed and maintaining normal breathing. The person who approached the bed fell silent. Just as Zhang Bing was getting impatient, the person began to climb into bed, though Zhang Bing couldn't see her. But he could feel that person was hovering above his head, their gaze fixed on his face. He knew it must be Jiang Yan, and just as he was about to break through that barrier, Zhang Bing suddenly pulled her into his arms while she was engrossed in looking at him, and kissed her lips—

"Mmm—" The girl struggled fiercely, making soft whimpering sounds.

The sound was wrong, the scent was wrong. Zhang Bing opened his eyes, and Lin Jing's extremely shy face was close to his. Zhang Bing quickly released her and asked, "Why is it you?"

Lin Jing wiped her mouth, glaring angrily at Zhang Bing, and said, "Why can't it be me? Who do you think it is? You big pervert, why do you kiss everyone you see? It's so annoying—" "

Hehe, I was dreaming, dreaming that I was being intimate with my future wife." Zhang Bing said with a smile, putting his hand behind his head to support his head, revealing the hair under his armpits. For some reason, he didn't have many reservations in front of this girl.

"Hey, why don't you shave it?" Lin Jing pointed at the hair under Zhang Bing's armpits and asked curiously.

Zhang Bing rubbed his nose and smiled wryly. "I've never seen a man shave his armpit hair before."

"Women shave, why don't men?" Lin Jing said unhappily. She felt that Zhang Bing's words contained a discriminatory tone towards women.

"Women shave to be sexy. Men are sexy if they don't shave." Zhang Bing stood up and made an Arnold Schwarzenegger pose, asking, "Is it sexy or not?"

"That's sexual harassment." Lin Jing said irritably, glaring at Zhang Bing and asking, "Jiang Yan said you brought me back last night?"

"Yes. No need to thank me. It's what I should do." Zhang Bing nodded.

"Did you take advantage of me?" Lin Jing asked nervously.

"Yes." Zhang Bing said with a smug look on his face.

"Huh? What did you do? Will I get pregnant?" Lin Jing jumped up from the bed excitedly, looking herself over as if trying to find a spot on her body that this pervert had touched.

Zhang Bing stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "I think she probably won't get pregnant. After all, we haven't been inside."

"What?" Lin Jing's face flushed red.

"You were drunk, Jiang Yan couldn't lift you. I carried you out of the car." Zhang Bing explained with a smile. "A hug won't make you pregnant."

Zhang Bing really didn't expect Lin Jing to be so clueless about everyday life. A genius in military research, completely clueless about life. It's said that scientists are giants in thought but weak in life, and it seems Lin Jing belongs to that category as well. It's just that she hasn't been corrupted in such a fiercely competitive circle, mostly due to luck, but more importantly, the protection of her family background. Even though Beijing is full of hidden talents, very few people dare to mess with the granddaughter of the head of the General Staff. Otherwise, given the arrogant and unscrupulous nature of those rich kids, they would have already taken her down.

"Hmph, I can't be bothered with you. Jiang Yan said breakfast is almost ready, she asked me to come and have lunch with you." After saying that, Lin Jing wiped her mouth and left. That disgusting man, drool was practically in his own mouth.

Watching her slender figure disappear into the distance, Zhang Bing lay back on the bed and smiled strangely.

Beijing, what a wonderful place.

After breakfast, Lin Jing rushed back to change her clothes, preparing to go to work. Zhang Bing was also worried that something might have happened to Mayor Long, so after asking Jiang Yan if there was anything she could help with, she also hurried back. Jiang Yan had received good news last night: not only had her grandfather's condition improved, but her family had also accepted Zhang Bing. Overjoyed, she once again used her father's car to have Zhang Bing taken directly back to the Changxiang Liaison Office in Beijing.

Originally, Wang Jinmin, the director of the Liaison Office, was somewhat dissatisfied with Zhang Bing. After all, as the mayor's companion, she hadn't even returned home and was rarely seen. But when he saw the license plate number of Zhang Bing's returning car, he immediately swallowed back the criticism he was about to utter, and instead put on a smiling face—

Chapter 219 Offering a Hug

Before noon, Li Xuan sent a car to pick up Zhang Bing. The two had arranged to meet last night; he would be hosting a welcome banquet for Zhang Bing at Zhonghua Restaurant this noon. Zhang Bing also knew that Mayor Long had scheduled all his business activities for the evening banquet, leaving him free at noon, which is why he readily agreed.

Zhonghua Restaurant, originally named "Juzhenlou," was owned by a famous Wenzhou businessman. It featured a wide variety of Chinese cuisines, including the "Eight Great Cuisines" (Shandong, Sichuan, Cantonese, Fujian, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Hunan, and Anhui), as well as famous local snacks—a truly astonishing selection. Its luxurious and elegant interior made it an ideal venue for entertaining guests. Many prominent entrepreneurs and government officials frequented the restaurant, and foreign guests with a passion for Chinese culture were also regulars. At its peak, it was the most successful restaurant in Beijing. Wenzhou people are known as the "Jews" of China, and their business acumen is indeed remarkable. Later, for reasons unknown, Zhonghua Restaurant moved to a central government building, where it gained extensive connections and political influence, allowing it to thrive even more and its business to reach new heights.

Since Li Xuan invited Zhang Bing to dine at Zhonghua Restaurant, he must have a close relationship with the restaurant, or perhaps it was actually owned by him or someone from his faction. Zhang Bing sat in a comfortable but extremely ordinary-looking RV, the driver frequently trying to ingratiate himself with him. After the conflict the previous night, Zhang Bing's high-profile appearance in Beijing had likely made many people aware of his background. Zhonghua Restaurant lived

up to its reputation. As the car turned into the gate, which was adorned with two huge stone lions to ward off evil and bring wealth, a constant stream of vehicles and people came and went. Even finding a parking space required queuing.

Someone opened the car door for him, and Zhang Bing, guided by a hostess, leisurely walked inside. Following behind, Zhang Bing's eyes were fixed intently on the hostess in front. Her figure was curvaceous, perfectly complementing the elegant and graceful red traditional Chinese cheongsam. With each step, her hips swayed, and her sexy thighs occasionally peeked out from the slit of her cheongsam—no wonder some say that men with money become bad, because they have more opportunities to encounter all kinds of beautiful women. In high-end hotels, restaurants, and entertainment venues like this, beautiful women are everywhere. If you're so poor you can't even afford to eat, how can you have the chance to meet beautiful women?

As Zhang Bing walked along, seeing that every waitress and greeter was above average in appearance, at least a department beauty or campus beauty in school, he felt relieved.

Zhang Bing reached the third floor. This floor didn't have the massive restaurants of the first two floors, making it much quieter. Occasionally, waitresses would move about, speaking softly. Each room had an extremely elegant name, named after a hundred Chinese flowers. While not particularly unique, it complemented the hotel's overall Chinese cultural ambiance perfectly.

The greeter stopped at the door of a room with a bronze plaque that read "Junzi Zhai" (Gentleman's Studio) and gently knocked. Someone quickly opened the door. Surprisingly, it was Li Xuan. Wearing a gray Armani suit, Li Xuan stood in the doorway with a broad smile, saying, "I knew it was Brother Lin. Come in, come in quickly. Let me introduce you to some friends."

Zhang Bing smiled and nodded, following Li Xuan into the room. Before she could even take in the room's layout, her gaze naturally fell on a group of people standing beside the sofa. There were about a dozen people, men and women, the older ones around forty, the younger ones perhaps only in their twenties. There was also a bright-eyed little girl, looking at Zhang Bing with curiosity. She stood out in the crowd.

"Everyone, this is Zhang Bing. The idol you've been talking about, the expert who helped me save face last night. It's a pity you didn't see Brother Lin's charisma on stage, otherwise, many women in Beijing would have been throwing themselves at him, right, Sister Ting?" "What did you just say? If Zhang Bing is handsome, you'll offer yourself to him. Tian Ge, Tai Ge, and I all heard you clearly—" Li Xuan pulled Zhang Bing over, introducing him with a smile. This man was usually extremely reserved and didn't talk much, but once you entered his circle or were among his close friends, he displayed his exceptional social skills and charisma.

Simply introducing Zhang Bing subtly introduced everyone present, making the introduction both engaging and memorable. Moreover, every time he mentioned someone's name, his eyes would linger on that person. This way, he didn't need to introduce everyone's names individually to Zhang Bing. Even a rich young master, out in the world of gangsters, wouldn't be able to do that without this... With his poor eyesight and memory, he'd better go back to eating, drinking, and waiting to die.

Everyone shook hands with Zhang Bing, expressing their admiration or regret for not witnessing his magnificent display the previous night. Two of the three girls were of average appearance but extremely capable in their speech and actions, clearly strong women. The third was exceptionally beautiful, but her face was cold; even when shaking hands with Zhang Bing, she merely nodded expressionlessly, offering no further words. Men are like that—the more indifferent someone is, the clearer they remember them. Zhang Bing knew that this woman's name was Xia Zhi, as introduced by Li Xuan.

"Xiao Yu, call Zhang Bing 'brother Zhang Bing,'" Li Xuan said to the delicate-looking little girl after seeing Zhang Bing shake hands with everyone. "Didn't you always want to see brother Zhang Bing? Why aren't you saying anything now that you've seen him?"

He then introduced her to Zhang Bing: "This is my cousin, Sima Xiao Yu. I told her about you yesterday, and she insisted on coming to see you." “

Hello, Brother Zhang Bing.” Sima Xiaoyu called out to Zhang Bing in a clear voice.

“Hello, Sister Xiaoyu.” Zhang Bing replied with a smile. “Sister Tingyu is so pretty.”

Sima Xiaoyu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said seriously to Zhang Bing, “Mom says that if a boy compliments a girl on her beauty, he should pursue her. That’s how my dad pursued my mom. Brother Zhang Bing, do you want to pursue me?” Zhang

Bing was taken aback at first, then chuckled, touching his nose. Many people present joined in the laughter. Even Xia Zhi's frosty face thawed momentarily, and she smiled faintly, though not as loudly as the other two women.

Zhang Bing guessed that Sima Xiaoyu was at most seven or eight years old, and pursuing him at this age was a bit premature. He hadn't expected this girl to say something so precocious for her age. But why did Li Xuan bring his cousin along? Was it really because the little girl admired him and wanted to come and see him? Men suffer, men are tired; every step has to be carefully calculated and cautious. Sigh, so troublesome!

"Little Xiaoyu, I do want to pursue you, but the age difference is too great. I'm afraid I have no chance," Zhang Bing said with a wry smile.

"Brother Zhang Bing's thinking is too worldly," Sima Xiaoyu said earnestly. "Love has nothing to do with age. If you like me, I'll give you a chance." Zhang

Bing was taken aback. His eyes widened as he looked at the precocious Sima Xiaoyu. Only when he saw her cunning eyes did he realize he'd been tricked. Everyone in the room laughed again at Zhang Bing's blunder. However, the initial awkwardness between them seemed to have lessened considerably. Zhang Bing was secretly surprised. Could it be that Li Xuan had brought this clever girl here for this purpose? His scheming was far too deep.

"Come on, everyone must be hungry, right? Let's take our seats. We can eat and chat," Li Xuan said, his eyes glancing at Zhang Bing, seeking his opinion. Every action and word Jiang Bolin took was extremely pleasant.

"I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting. I'll punish myself with three cups later," Zhang Bing said apologetically.

"Haha, Brother Lin is quite the straightforward one. Alright, today we brothers won't leave until we've made amends." "The middle-aged man, who was the oldest among them and whom Li Xuan called Brother Tian, said with a smile. Li Xuan didn't introduce the positions of these people, so Zhang Bing couldn't guess, but to be able to enter this place, their rank must not be low.

Chinese people have a tradition of seating arrangements at meals, first by rank, then placing the most beautiful woman in the room next to the highest-ranking leader, and so on. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Li Xuan arranged Han Yaowei to Zhang Bing's left, and Sima Xiaoyu, knowing that he had found pleasure in bullying Zhang Bing, took the seat to Zhang Bing's right.

Li Xuan pointed at Zhang Bing and laughed and scolded, "Brother Lin, to be honest, I really don't want to associate with you. As far as I know, your popularity with women is insanely enviable, and I've seen beautiful women throw themselves at you countless times. Look, now there are two more!"

"I didn't throw myself at you." "Xia Zhi retorted coldly, showing no respect for Li Xuan.

Zhang Bing smiled as she looked at Xia Zhi, wondering about her relationship with Li Xuan. Without a doubt, Li Xuan was the core of this group, and Xia Zhi, being among the guests today, must also belong to this faction. Zhang Bing could see that although these people got along well, they still showed respect and fear towards Li Xuan in their words and actions. So what gave Xia Zhi the audacity to contradict Li Xuan like that?

Chapter 220: It's not that enemies don't meet

; beauty? Unless one is stunningly beautiful, ordinary beauty holds no allure for a man like Li Xuan. If they wanted, they could make any woman willingly lie in bed with them."

"Haha, Xia Zhi really gave us men in Beijing some face, unlike my infatuated sister who flocks to every handsome guy she sees." Li Xuan wasn't angry; he brought up Sima Xiaoyu, defusing the situation in a few words.

"I'm not infatuated. Brother Zhang Bing is handsome, after all." Sima Xiaoyu wrinkled her nose unhappily. Her eyes darted around, taking in everyone's expressions.

"Yeah, he wouldn't have so many women if he wasn't handsome. According to unreliable sources, Brother Zhang Bing is constantly surrounded by beauties. Look, he's already interested in the Jiang family's daughter, but our Young Master Li was a little jealous yesterday because Jing'er was with him, haha." The man called Brother Tai said with a laugh.

Zhang Bing's brows furrowed. What did bringing this up mean? Was it a warning to stay away from Lin Jing? Or was it an unintentional remark? Or was Li Xuan telling him in this frank way that he valued him?

"Is that so?" Many people present were surprised. Many people were unaware of this news, as many hadn't gone to the Mad Dragon Club with Li Xuan and hadn't witnessed Zhang Bing and Lin Jing together.

While a man with two beauties might seem like he was enjoying the best of both worlds, the women looked on with curiosity and curiosity.

The man nicknamed "Brother Tian" ran to the wine cabinet in the corner of the room and brought back a few bottles of wine. He handed a glass of red wine to the woman sitting next to him, opened two bottles of premium Maotai, and said with a smile, "For this, I'll have to drink three glasses with Brother Lin. Although we're unwilling, we have to admit defeat. I'm making it clear now, the ladies can drink red wine today, and the men must drink baijiu."

Everyone echoed, and Zhang Bing couldn't refuse. After months of training at banquets, coupled with his special divine power, he was no longer afraid of any drinking contest.

"Since Young Master Zhang is so popular with women, how about I introduce you to another great beauty? But let's make it clear first, no fighting allowed. At least give us men of Beijing some face, okay?" Li Xuan joked with Zhang Bing, his face beaming.

"Hehe, the person Young Master Li is praising must be exceptionally beautiful and talented. It would be an honor for Zhang Bing to meet her." Anyone can flatter, as long as they're not afraid of being disgusted. "

Hehe, Young Master Li, you've really stirred up our appreciation for beauty. Tell me, who is it? Do I know her?" Brother Tai asked with a smile.

"Xi Juan, the talented woman of Beijing!" Li Xuan glanced at everyone before slowly saying.

"Oh—" Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

"Speaking of Xi Juan, I'm really curious about this woman. We've all been around Beijing, and I've never seen her before, which is quite a strange thing. I've only heard her name, but never seen her, which is a bit of a regret. However, I admire this woman immensely." Brother Tian said with a regretful expression. He took several cups and placed them in front of him, then filled them one by one.

“Yes, I hadn’t heard of this woman a few years ago. It seems she became famous overnight in the capital.” Tian Ge spoke of Xi Juan with obvious admiration.

“Xi Juan truly lives up to her reputation,” Li Xuan said with a smile. He said he was introducing Xi Juan to Zhang Bing, so she must be someone he knew or was familiar with.

“Young Master Jiang, have you met him?” Tian Ge asked with a smug grin. He looked like he was asking for a beating, but the expression was undeniably flattering. Knowing a woman that no one else had ever seen was a source of pride.

Li Xuan nodded. There was no pride on his face. This man’s shrewdness truly astonished Zhang Bing. A young man who had achieved success and held a high position should, by all accounts, be somewhat arrogant and smug, but none of that was visible in him.

“Brother, is she as pretty as me?” Sima Xiaoyu asked, looking up at the appetizer of cold chicken feet that the waiter had brought. Her little mouth was greasy, showing great interest in it.

“Xiaoyu will be just as pretty as her when she grows up,” Li Xuan replied with a smile.

"Young Master Jiang, if you have the chance, please invite Xi Juan out so we can all feast our eyes on her," Brother Tai said with a smile. He was the oldest among the group and the one who spoke to Li Xuan most frankly, probably because he had been doing quite well in the business world over the years. A man's confidence in his speech largely stems from his status.

"Of course. I promised Brother Zhang Bing that I would introduce Xi Juan to him today. Naturally, I have to keep my word. I'll give it a try, and if it doesn't work out, brothers, don't laugh at me." Li Xuan wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up with a smile.

"Go invite her now?" Zhang Bing looked up and asked in confusion.

"Yes, Brother Zhang, you don't know, do you? This Zhonghua Restaurant is also one of Xi Juan's properties. We are guests, and her backer should come out and have a drink with us." Li Xuan said with a smile.

People in Beijing are really something else. Originally, Zhang Bing thought that this Zhonghua Restaurant was owned by Li Xuan or his subordinates, but he didn't expect it to be Xi Juan's. It seems that relationships are indeed very complicated, and he has to be careful every step of the way.

"Young Master Jiang, is Zhonghualou owned by Xi Juan?" Brother Tian was also surprised. "I've only heard that the Mulan Women's Club has held a few meetings at Zhonghualou. I even came here specifically to check it out, but unfortunately, I never managed to spot Xi Juan—hehe, of course, even if I had seen her, I wouldn't know she was Xi Juan."

Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, Li Xuan knew it was understandable. "Xi Juan studied in England for many years and rarely appeared in Beijing. She returned to China three years ago and established the Mulan Women's Club. I only met her a few times through an old man's introduction."

"Is she at Zhonghualou now?" Brother Tian asked expectantly. Thinking about meeting that mysterious woman from Beijing's high society, all the men present were somewhat hopeful, and even several women were no exception. Curiosity is human nature.

"That depends on Brother Lin's luck," Li Xuan said, looking at Zhang Bing. "What's meant to be will be. What belongs to others, we can't force. Brother Lin, let's go invite Xi Juan for the brothers. If she's also attracted to you, then I won't say anything else, calling you 'Big Brother' is only right."

"Haha, I wouldn't dare. I know Brother Jiang didn't want me to come along for good. A red flower always needs green leaves to set it off, right?"

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Zhang Bing and Li Xuan went to invite Xi Juan. Sima Xiaoyu also clamored to go, grabbing Zhang Bing's sleeve and refusing to let go. Zhang Bing thought this girl was clever, and then said a few good words for her, so Li Xuan had no choice but to take her along. Unexpectedly,

Xi Juan wasn't in the main building of Zhonghua Restaurant. Li Xuan didn't bring bodyguards, jokingly saying that with Zhang Bing there, bodyguards weren't needed. This showed absolute trust in Zhang Bing, which made Zhang Bing feel somewhat grateful. He first led the two of them down the elevator, then walked around the main building to the small courtyard at the back. Behind them were several Chinese-style villas echoing the main building. Pavilions, terraces, rockeries, and ponds—living here would be quite leisurely.

Suddenly, Zhang Bing slowed her pace. This surprised Sima Xiaoyu, who had been holding her hand, who looked up at her.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong?" Li Xuan noticed Zhang Bing's sudden slowness and turned to ask.

"I'm afraid it'll be difficult to invite Xi Juan today," Zhang Bing said with a smile, pointing to a group of people ahead.

Li Xuan looked in the direction Zhang Bing was pointing and was also taken aback. He said with a wry smile, "Why are they here too?"

Beautiful women equal trouble, especially the prettier ones. What a succinct statement! Zhang Bing still didn't know what Xi Juan looked like, but trouble had already arrived before her.

It's true what they say, enemies meet again. Ahead of Zhang Bing and her two companions was another group heading towards the garden-style villas, led by Lin Tao. Their purpose was obvious—they were also there to invite Xi Juan. Now they'd run into each other again. Zhang Bing was secretly hoping this would happen, squinting at Li Xuan, waiting for his reaction.

"How about it? Interested in joining in the fun?" Li Xuan smiled at Zhang Bing. He hadn't brought bodyguards today. Although people at their level were unlikely to make a move in broad daylight, it was still better to be safe than sorry.

"I don't care," Zhang Bing said with a smile and a shrug.

Li Xuan glanced at Lin Tao and his group, then smiled and said, "We have no choice but to go. Lin Tao and the others have seen us. If we back down now, I won't be able to hold my head up here anymore. We can win if we fight, and we can succeed if we try. Maybe, because you're here, our chances are better."

"Lin Tao and Xi Juan know each other?" Zhang Bing asked curiously.

"It's just a small area, and only a few people come and go. It's not strange that they know each other. It's just strange that Lin Tao is here at Zhonghua Restaurant today. Are we really incompatible, that we have to fight for everything?" Li Xuan touched his nose and smiled wryly.

"That's interesting too. Things that are fought over are treasures. If others don't want something, you probably won't be interested either. Having a worthy opponent in life is a blessing—isn't that what happened between Chiang Kai-shek and [the leader of the Ming Dynasty]?" Zhang Bing comforted him with a smile, also flattering him.

“Well said. After hearing what you said, I have even less reason to leave empty-handed. Let’s go, let’s go take a look.” Li Xuan chuckled, speaking with a carefree air.

Zhang Bing, holding Sima Xiaoyu’s small hand, followed Li Xuan towards the row of garden-style villas. Along the way, lush greenery abounded, and birdsong filled the air, making for a breathtakingly beautiful scene. Two cycads, one male and one female, were nearly a hundred years old, growing to almost three stories high, exuding an extraordinary aura from afar. The fact that such a residence could be built in the heart of Beijing spoke volumes.

Li Xuan stopped at the entrance of the small courtyard in the center and said to the female security guard standing by the gate, “Please inform Miss Xi that Li Xuan has something to ask of her.”

“Miss has already given the instructions. She said that Mr. Li can come in as he pleases, please.” The female security guard, dressed in a black suit and wearing a wireless earpiece, looking dashing and confident, said with a smile. Nowadays, many security companies specialize in providing female bodyguards, which are very popular among female bosses or socialites.

"Thank you." Li Xuan nodded to the female security guard and entered the house with Zhang Bing and the others, heading towards the main floor.

"Lin Tao and the others came in first, which means Xi Juan is indeed home. We've arrived at the perfect time." Li Xuan smiled at Zhang Bing, as if Xi Juan was only home because of Zhang Bing's arrival.

"That's not my problem." Zhang Bing, holding Sima Xiaoyu's small hand, was the first to ascend the stone steps at the entrance.

Suddenly, the light ahead seemed to be blocked, and there was a moment of darkness. When he saw a woman standing at the door, Zhang Bing realized that it wasn't a change in light, but rather the appearance of a more dazzling presence.

To be beautiful. Dressed in mourning. Her eyebrows were delicate and arched, her green hair thick and lustrous, her fairy sleeves fluttering in the wind, her skin soft and delicate, almost dripping with beauty. Judging from her clothes and appearance, this woman seemed otherworldly, but upon closer inspection, she possessed a touch of earthly charm, and her attitude was extremely amiable, greeting each person who approached with a smile and eye contact. Her eyes were bright. Her smile was genuine, and she was a stunning beauty, extremely pleasing to the eye. She made a very good first impression, a crucial quality in today's society. Zhang Bing guessed this woman might be Xi Juan.

"Xi Juan, long time no see," Li Xuan greeted her from ahead.

"Young Master Li, you're so busy, it's been a while since you've visited me at Zhonghua Restaurant," Xi Juan said, her eyes crinkling into beautiful crescents when she smiled, looking incredibly cute.

"Haha. Xi Juan, don't tease me. What kind of 'VIP' am I? However, today I'd like to introduce you to someone special. This is my friend Zhang Bing, from Changxiang—" Li Xuan introduced, pointing to Zhang Bing standing beside him.

"Oh. You're Zhang Bing?" Hearing Zhang Bing's name, Xi Juan's expression showed slight surprise, then her face lit up with a smile as she asked. "I've heard of you."

"I've long admired Miss Du's name," Zhang Bing said with a smile. Zhang Bing assumed that her mention of "hearsay" was because the story of his trouble at the Kuanglong Club the previous night had been leaked and reached her ears. There were many women at the Kuanglong Club at the time, so it was normal for the story to spread. Besides, behind every successful woman, there are a hundred successful men running errands for her.

"We do have some connection," Xi Juan said with a smile. "If there's a chance, I'll try to get closer to Brother Zhang." She looked down at Sima Xiaoyu, her eyes brightening noticeably, and said, "What a pretty little girl. What's your name?"

"My name is Sima Xiaoyu. Sister is prettier," Sima Xiaoyu said, tilting her head up. Because she was short, it was a little difficult for her to lift her head.

Xi Juan's statement, "We do have some connection," surprised both Zhang Bing and Li Xuan. Li Xuan wondered why Zhang Bing had a connection with Xi Juan, whom he had just met. How many more tricks did Zhang Bing have up his sleeve? Zhang Bing, on the other hand, was equally puzzled. They had indeed met for the first time, and he hadn't heard of any relatives with the surname Xi in Beijing. What did Xi Juan mean by that? Was it just empty talk to show affection? If Zhang Bing hadn't found that idea so ridiculous and unreliable, he would have guessed that she had fallen for him at first sight and was deliberately making excuses to get closer to him, hoping to take advantage of him and make him unable to escape—

"My little sister is so cute." Xi Juan couldn't help but touch Sima Xiaoyu's rosy cheeks. "Her surname is Sima, so she must be Brother Jiang's sister, right?"

"Indeed." Li Xuan nodded with a smile.

"Come, everyone, please come in and sit down. There are a group of distinguished guests in the room, you may know them." Xi Juan said casually, but gave Zhang Bing a meaningful glance. When the four of them faced each other, she not only didn't avoid them, but also nodded slightly.

Li Xuan smiled wryly. He naturally knew the group of people in the room. The discord between the Li and Lin families was known throughout the upper echelons of the capital, especially recently, the struggle had become increasingly intense. In this sensitive place, even a small pebble thrown in could trigger a chain reaction involving a large group of people. Xi Juan was certainly aware of the rumors of discord between the two, and naturally, she had to pretend not to know. In fact, she had already guessed their intentions. This explanation would help her handle the awkward situation later.

Enemies meeting are always filled with hatred. As soon as Xi Juan entered the hall, the group of people sitting on the sofas all turned their gazes towards her. Although they tried their best to conceal it, sparks of violence still flew between them.

Xi Juan pretended not to see their 'exchange of glances,' navigating effortlessly between the two hostile groups, and said with a mysterious air, "It's a great honor to have so many talented young people here today. Come, let me introduce you—" Chapter

221 The Pervert

"Haha, no need to be so polite. We all know these gentlemen." Lin Tao, sitting on the sofa, said with a smile.

"Oh. You all know each other? Well, you're all famous figures in Beijing, it's only natural that you know each other. Then I won't embellish the story." Xi Juan used her influence to invite Zhang Bing and Li Xuan to sit opposite Lin Tao. The large living room was nearly full due to the arrival of these two groups.

"Xi Juan, if you have time, would you do me the honor of having a casual meal with me? Several of my friends have long admired you and are eager to see you in person," Lin Tao said with a smile, his demeanor refined, a far cry from the ferocity he

displayed at the Mad Dragon Club that night. "Yes, Sister Xi Juan, I was just thinking the same thing. Zhang Bing and I made a solemn promise to our friends that if we can't invite you, those guys definitely won't let us off

the hook—" Li Xuan retorted sharply. Their eyes met, their faces filled with coldness. Xi Juan, the female protagonist in this turmoil, smiled broadly. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she stood next to Zhang Bing and quietly slipped something into his hand. Their fingers made brief contact; Zhang Bing only felt its smooth, cool touch, not having time to savor the intoxicating sensation, and quickly grasped the object in his palm.

When two tigers fight, one will surely be injured. But the injured one isn't necessarily the tiger, but perhaps the prey they're fighting over.

It was rare for Xi Juan to still be able to laugh at this moment. Clearly, these two guys had used her invitation as a pretext to start their rivalry. Men wouldn't back down even if it meant bleeding. Face was extremely important to these high-ranking young men. No matter who Xi Juan agreed to, she would offend the other.

This woman's achievements and fame throughout the capital must be due to some trickery. Zhang Bing was eagerly anticipating her performance. He had already secretly put the things she had slipped to him into his pocket. Holding Sima Xiaoyu's hand, Zhang Bing sat comfortably on the sofa, watching the show.

Xi Juan seemed to know Zhang Bing's thoughts. She glanced at him, then her crescent-shaped eyes swept over Li Xuan, then at Lin Tao, before she burst into laughter.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Li, aren't you two making things difficult for each other?" Xi Juan said frankly, her tone half-serious, half-joking, neither making the atmosphere awkward nor failing to remind them that she wasn't someone to be trifled with.

"Hmm?" The two, still bickering, looked at Xi Juan, waiting for her explanation.

"It's as if you two planned it. You arrived at my humble abode one after the other, and then both offered to invite me to dinner. Of course, it's a kind gesture, and Xi Juan is deeply grateful. But, upon further reflection, aren't you just bullying a weak woman like Xi Juan? There's only one Xi Juan, and you two are inviting her at the same time. Who should Xi Juan accept? If you were in my position, what would you do?" At this point, Xi Juan's face turned furious. She wasn't some ancient actress who had to perform for a distinguished guest, yet they treated her like one. How could she, with her proud and arrogant nature, tolerate such bullying? Although they were from prominent families and held immense power, Xi Juan still spoke out in anger. At this moment, she displayed a fierce and resolute spirit, perfectly matching the name of the club she founded: Mulan.

A beautiful woman's outburst is no small matter. Xi Juan's anger made Li Xuan and Lin Tao feel somewhat embarrassed and guilty. Upon reflection, they realized it was indeed their mistake. Using a woman as a medium for a tug-of-war to save face was truly inappropriate. Moreover, this woman was not as gentle and weak as her appearance suggested; offending her was not a pleasant thing.

"Xi Juan, please don't be offended. It was Brother Li's fault. A group of friends wanted to see you, and I sincerely invited them, but I didn't expect to upset you, Sister Xi Juan. Well then, today isn't the right time; I'll host a separate banquet next time to apologize to you, Sister Xi Juan," Li Xuan said with a face full of guilt.

Lin Tao was secretly furious; this kid had beaten him to it again. But since Li Xuan had made his stance clear, if he didn't back down, he would be directly offending this not-so-simple woman. He quickly said, "Xi Juan, you misunderstand. Brother Li and I didn't mean to force you; we just arrived unexpectedly and had the same purpose, so we made things difficult for you. Today was indeed our fault. Since you're in a difficult position, I'll invite you another day. We'll take our leave now."

Lin Tao smiled at Xi Juan, stood up from the sofa, nodded to Li Xuan and Zhang Bing, and led his group out first.

“We’ve troubled you today, so we’ll take our leave.” Li Xuan also stood up from the sofa and said with a smile.

“Alright. Thank you for your kindness, Brother Jiang. Xi Juan will repay you next time.” Xi Juan said with a smile. Then her gaze shifted to Zhang Bing, and she said with a smile, “Brother Zhang has come all the way from Hong Kong. I should have personally hosted a welcome banquet for you, but as you saw today, it’s really inconvenient. We’ll have to save that for next time.”

“Sister Xi Juan, you’re too kind.” Zhang Bing thanked her politely, but in his heart, he was thinking about what Xi Juan had said when they first met—'the two of you have quite a history,' could it be that she was his childhood sweetheart arranged by his parents—Zhang Bing thought wickedly.

He pulled Sima Xiaoyu away from Xi Juan’s garden villa, and looking back, Xi Juan, like an angel descended from heaven, was still standing on the stone steps at the entrance, seeing him off with a smile.

“Brother Zhang Bing, does Sister Xi Juan like you?” Sima Xiaoyu suddenly looked up and asked.

“Why would you ask that?” Zhang Bing touched his nose and smiled wryly. What are kids thinking about all day long these days? She really knows everything and dares to say anything, unlike in their time, where even touching hands would make them blush for ages.

"I always see her smiling at you," Sima Xiaoyu said earnestly.

Zhang Bing touched Sima Xiaoyu's soft little hand, wondering why this girl wouldn't hold her brother's hand but always clung to him. Was his charm with children really that strong? Looking at her, Zhang Bing suddenly thought of Feifei and Ai'er. Sigh, he missed them so much—

"Although I didn't manage to invite Xi Juan, I at least kept my promise." Li Xuan and Zhang Bing walked side-by-side towards the main building of Zhonghua Restaurant. There was still a table of people waiting there.

Zhang Bing understood what he meant. Although he hadn't been able to invite Xi Juan, he had at least introduced her to him, and they had met. Only the others who were eagerly waiting at the table would be disappointed.

"A very nice woman. She certainly deserves your praise," Zhang Bing said with a smile. Praising both Xi Juan and Li Xuan—that was the highest level of flattery.

“Haha, I seem to be overdoing it. Brother Lin and Xi Juan have known each other for a long time?” Li Xuan stared intently at Zhang Bing.

“Never met her.” Zhang Bing shook his head and laughed. “To be honest, I’m more curious than you about what she meant by that sentence.”

“Oh. That’s strange.” Li Xuan turned his head and said with a puzzled look. What he was thinking was probably only known to himself.

When Zhang Bing, holding Sima Xiaoyu’s small hand, followed Li Xuan back to Junzi Zhai, everyone in the room stood up to greet them. When they saw that there were no other women following behind, they couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

“Young Master Li, where’s Xi Juan?” Hai Ge asked with a disappointed look.

“Haha, couldn’t invite her.” Li Xuan said frankly, without making excuses for his failure.

“How could you not invite her? She didn’t even give Young Master Li face?” The woman wearing glasses asked in surprise. In the capital, people who dared not give Li Xuan face were truly rare.

"Haha, Sister Ting makes me sound like a god." Li Xuan shook his head with a laugh. "There should have been some hope, but I ran into a rival—"

"Young Master Li ran into Lin Tao?" Brother Tian asked in surprise.

"Yes. It's true what they say, enemies always meet. I wonder why I always run into him whenever I'm trying to do something. Is it his character that's the problem, or mine?" Li Xuan smiled wryly.

"It's definitely his character that's the problem." Brother Hai laughed heartily.

"Their people are probably saying the same thing about me right now." Li Xuan said with a smile, and everyone laughed.

"Alright, alright, it's okay if we can't invite Xi Juan. Come on, let's drink—we thought a beautiful woman would come, so we're going to drink carefully, afraid we'll all be passed out and become a laughing stock—let's have a drink first. Although we didn't get to see Xi Juan, getting to know Brother Zhang is a great joy, so let's have a big toast." Brother Tian said, downing his drink in one gulp.

"So I can even comfort Brother Tian. For that, I should have a few drinks with him." Zhang Bing also wanted to cultivate relationships with these people; a powerful dragon is no match for a local snake, and there were many things that needed their help. Saying this, he downed his glass of baijiu in one gulp. Then the others followed suit. The ladies, drinking red wine, also joined in.

"Young Master Li, did Lin Tao also go to invite Xi Juan?" Brother Hai asked with a smile, the topic inevitably turning back to that woman. Men are like that; a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a stolen affair, and a stolen affair is not as good as one they can't have. Failing to invite Xi Juan only made them more eager for her—

"Yes. Today, Xi Juan was put in a difficult position." Li Xuan nodded.

"Wasn't Lin Tao angry that he couldn't invite Xi Juan?" Brother Tian asked. "I should have gone with Young Master Li. I may not be good at much else, but I'm good at arguing with them." Brother Tian said with a smile.

"You men, you can't stop talking about Xi Juan. Is she some kind of celestial being? Our Xia Zhi is quite good too. Sitting next to such a beauty, yet you're thinking about other women, it's heartbreaking—" the woman Li Xuan called Sister Ting laughed.

"Hmph, these lecherous wolves, I have no interest in them," Xia Zhi said coldly.

"Haha, then who is Xia Zhi interested in?" Li Xuan wasn't angry, and asked with a smile, "What about Zhang Bing?"

"The lecherous wolves I'm talking about are him," Xia Zhi said mercilessly.

"Uh—Miss, isn't this discrimination? They're all lecherous too, why do you have such a strong prejudice against me alone?" Zhang Bing asked with a wry smile, touching his nose.

"I hate men like you the most. You're always eyeing what you don't have. Did Jiang Yan take the wrong medicine? Has her IQ suddenly dropped so low that she chose an irresponsible man like you? She already has a woman and isn't satisfied, so she tries to sow discord with Lin Jing. Do you even know who Lin Jing is? Everyone knows she's Li Shao's! Fine, Li Shao is magnanimous and doesn't mind, but now you want to go find Xi Juan. Who do you think you are? Do you think every woman in Beijing should throw herself at you? Don't dream!" Xia Zhi, seemingly provoked, suddenly vented all her anger on Zhang Bing, her sarcastic remarks leaving those around her bewildered.

"Miss, you seem to have a problem with me?" Zhang Bing asked coldly.

"So what? Just looking at you makes me sick."

"You're on your period, you should be resting at home. Why are you out here? It's dangerous." Zhang Bing retorted with a cold laugh, her tone becoming increasingly unfriendly. Being scolded for no reason by a complete stranger is unpleasant for anyone. So what if she's a woman? We have no relationship, why should I be lectured by her? So what if she's pretty? " What

's it to you?" Xia Zhi glared angrily at Zhang Bing, like a leopard in heat.

"Look at my lips," Zhang Bing pointed to his mouth, speaking earnestly.

Not only Xia Zhi looked at him with suspicion, but Li Xuan and the others also curiously looked at Zhang Bing's mouth, wondering what he wanted to say.

"Get lost!" Zhang Bing's lips pursed slightly, and a single syllable suddenly popped out.

After Zhang Bing uttered that 'get lost,' Xia Zhi, in a fit of rage, picked up the wine glass in front of her and splashed it over Zhang Bing's head. Zhang Bing couldn't dodge in time and became soaked, his whole body reeking of fine red wine.

Li Xuan and the others hadn't expected the situation to get so out of control and quickly tried to mediate. The man and woman stared at each other, it seemed they were really going to get into a fight.

For these young masters from the capital, today was truly a feast for the eyes.

They weren't unfamiliar with telling women to "get lost." When they were in a bad mood, or when women approached them in a bar and didn't seem to interest them in terms of looks or figure, they would coldly use that word to kick them out. But seeing Zhang Bing say such a thing in front of everyone at a bar, to a woman with similar connections, was a first.

Xia Zhi picked up her glass of red wine and splashed it at Zhang Bing. Although Zhang Bing dodged quickly, she was still soaked. Zhang Bing then picked up two glasses of wine, and Li Xuan, sitting next to her, also got a bit drenched.

"Xia Zhi, don't be impulsive. We're all friends, there's no need for this—" Sister Ting said, pulling Xia Zhi back from continuing to splash wine.

"Yes, Xia Zhi, Mr. Zhang is our guest. Let's talk things out. Young Master Li is here too, he won't ignore this—" Another woman got up from her seat and ran in front of Xia Zhi, stopping her from splashing any more wine.

“Xia Zhi, don’t be impulsive—you splashed Li Shao too—”

Li Xuan wiped his face with a napkin on the table, looked at Xia Zhi sternly, and scolded, “Alright, you can stop now.”

Seeing Li Xuan’s anger, Xia Zhi angrily put down her cup, glared at Zhang Bing, picked up her bag from the chair, slammed the door, and left. Sister Ting and another woman greeted Li Xuan and Zhang Bing and chased after them.

“Brother Zhang, are you alright?” Jiang Bolin’s expression softened, and he turned to ask Zhang Bing, who was wiping his clothes with a napkin.

“I’m fine.” Zhang Bing smiled and shook his head. “This woman is a bit inexplicable.”

Li Xuan said with a smile, “Isn’t it all your fault? There was a beautiful woman sitting next to you, and you went to find Xi Juan. How could she not be angry? Beautiful women are all very proud.”

“Didn’t you tell me to go find Xi Juan? Why isn’t she blaming you?” Zhang Bing said with a wry smile. Although he disliked her, this woman’s outburst today was indeed unusual. Zhang Bing thought quickly, trying to find out the reason.

Hai Ge glanced around the room and chuckled. He said, "That's good. The women are all out, so we men can drink to our hearts' content. No need to worry about losing face. Come on, Brother Zhang, let me toast you, to calm your nerves—hehe—"

Zhang Bing raised his glass and clinked it with Hai Ge's, then followed suit, downing most of his glass of baijiu in one gulp.

"Good. A true brother." Hai Ge gave Zhang Bing a thumbs-up. "Brother Zhang is a straightforward man; I like dealing with people like him. Nothing this afternoon? If you have, just decline. Follow my arrangements this afternoon. Brother Zhang, Young Master Li, you have no objections, right?"

Chapter 222 Japanese Woman

Hai Ge spoke heartily, his eyes fixed on Zhang Bing and Li Xuan, seeking their opinions; he seemed to disregard everyone else. Zhang Bing thought to himself, "This Hai Ge is no ordinary man; he must be a powerful figure in the Li faction."

Because of Zhang Bing and Xia Zhi's inexplicable argument, everyone lost interest in staying at Zhonghua Restaurant any longer. After drinking for a while, they left early. Once outside, Zhang Bing wanted to go back immediately, or wait until everyone was gone before returning to find Xi Juan. He really wanted to know what Xi Juan meant by those words. However, at the dinner table, Hai Ge had said he would give him the afternoon, and Li Xuan hadn't objected. The other young men had no complaints; on the contrary, they seemed quite expectant. Zhang Bing couldn't leave alone. After all, it was still his and Li Xuan's 'honeymoon period,' and these young men were very concerned about their image.

A dozen or so people got into several cars with flashy license plates that could easily roam Beijing, and then drove ostentatiously out of the Zhonghua Restaurant compound. The security guards at the gate saluted ramrod straight. Zhang Bing, Li Xuan, and Hai Ge were in the same car.

"Hai Ge, what are your plans for us?" Zhang Bing asked with a smile. It seemed everyone else knew where to go except for him, the newcomer.

"Haha, Brother Zhang is quite impatient." Hai Ge raised his wrist to check his watch and said, "I'll keep you in suspense for now, but you'll know the answer in ten minutes. When I took the other brothers over, they all kept asking questions, but I didn't tell them—life needs surprises, haha."

Li Xuan laughed, "Yes. Brother Zhang, don't worry, Hai Ge will give you a surprise. If you have time, it's nice to go there for a visit."

"Has Young Master Li been there before?" Zhang Bing asked with a smile. Li Xuan nodded with a smile.

"Young Master Li, if you keep talking, you'll expose everything." Hai Ge stopped them with a smile.

The three of them sat in the car chatting about interesting stories from Beijing. Jiang Yan was also a legendary princess of the capital, and the two of them spoke highly of her. Zhang Bing heard many stories about Jiang Yan's childhood and felt that the trip was worthwhile.

They chatted and laughed, not paying attention to the way they had come. As Hai Ge said, ten minutes later, the car turned into a large courtyard. A huge billboard hung atop a towering building, proclaiming "Haitian Entertainment Center."

Foot massage? Massage? Sauna?

Zhang Bing looked at the service description and was both amused and exasperated. This kind of service existed all over the country, it was everywhere in Hong Kong, and these rich kids used this to entertain him? The class was ridiculously low! Did they think he was from the countryside?

"Brother Zhang, are you disappointed?" Hai Ge, who had been observing Zhang Bing's expression, asked with a smile.

"Haha, how could I? It's nice to relax after dinner," Zhang Bing replied insincerely.

"Haha, come on, let's go in. If it were that simple, it wouldn't be a surprise," Hai Ge said with a chuckle, leading the way.

Compared to some of the buildings nearby, the building looked unremarkable from the outside, but once inside, it was a completely different world. Two rows of beautiful women in cheongsams greeted guests at the entrance. The lobby was decorated in a lavish, opulent style, with a huge water feature on one side wall and a massive landscape painting hanging on the wall opposite the entrance. A grand and imposing atmosphere enveloped the space, it was truly magnificent. It was extremely rare for an entertainment center to be decorated to the same standard as a five-star hotel.

A dozen or so people entered the VIP elevator. When Hai Ge pressed the number '-2', Zhang Bing knew there was more to it than met the eye. Places tucked away underground are either secret or have hidden chambers; it seems the Chinese mentality is that all good things should be hidden away.

The elevator descended to the second basement level and stopped with a ding. As soon as the elevator doors opened, two rows of beautiful young women in pink sheer dresses bowed in unison and called out in clear voices, "Welcome!"

Except for Zhang Bing, who glanced at them curiously, the others didn't even bother to look at these attractive and well-funded young women. Seeing the group arrive, a man in a black suit quickly came forward.

"Young Master Bi, welcome." The manager seemed to only recognize Hai Ge, standing respectfully before him. And indeed, there was no reason for Li Xuan and his group to come to a brothel and hand out business cards to every woman, claiming to be so-and-so's son.

"Haha, Lao Luo, arrange a few rooms for us, the same as last time." Hai Ge smiled and patted the man with the manager's badge around his neck.

"Okay. Please." Lao Luo nodded with a smile, then beckoned, and a dozen women stood up from the sofa next to him, one for each man, and walked inside. Zhang Bing glanced at the woman beside him; she had a full bust and a pretty face, and unusually, she didn't have much of a "streetwise" air about her, looking more like a college student working part-time. However, compared to his own woman, she was far inferior. To be honest, Zhang Bing had no interest in sleeping with this woman.

Led by Lao Luo, the group entered a temperature-controlled changing room. Before Zhang Bing and the others even moved, the women beside them proactively opened the lockers in front of them and began helping them undress. These women seemed to have received professional training; their movements were extremely fast and skillful. Without your permission, they wouldn't touch your body. But if you touched them a couple of times, they wouldn't object.

After the woman pulled off Zhang Bing's underwear, leaving him naked, she took a brand-new bathrobe from the closet and gently tied the belt for him. Even a wife wouldn't be this considerate.

Li Xuan and the others were in the same boat, stripped naked by the women around them.

"Brother, enjoy yourself," Hai Ge said, patting Zhang Bing's shoulder. Led by a young girl, they entered a circular archway. Li Xuan patted Zhang Bing's shoulder, said nothing, but gave him a knowing look before leaving. The others also entered different archways.

"Sir, please," the woman who had helped Zhang Bing change gestured, pointing to one of the open, closed archways.

"Hehe, let's not go in. Let's find somewhere to chat," Zhang Bing said with a smile. It's said that many writers like to chat with women to find inspiration; this might be interesting. Zhang Bing wanted to try it too.

The girl smiled sweetly, as if she could read Zhang Bing's mind, and said, "It's not me inside."

"Not you?" Zhang Bing asked suspiciously. Then what would he be doing in there? A bunch of pornographic DVDs, and he'd watch them and masturbate? Damn, only a pervert would like that kind of place.

"Yes. Didn't your friend tell you?" Hai Ge was gone, that manager called Lao Luo was gone, and this girl dared to talk to Zhang Bing now. After all, Zhang Bing's innocent and naive appearance was quite endearing, and they were both young. Judging from her demeanor and the slight computer scratches on her hands, Zhang Bing had already concluded that she was still a college student.

"No. Who's inside?" Zhang Bing asked suspiciously.

"You'll find out when you go in. Since your friend didn't tell you, they probably wanted to give you a surprise. How could I ruin their good intentions?" the girl said with a smile.

Seeing her bright smile, Zhang Bing even wanted to pull her inside. But he was also curious about the people in the room. Nodding and smiling at the girl, Zhang Bing said, "Thank you."

"Please," the girl smiled and gestured invitingly.

Zhang Bing, dressed in a kimono, walked to the arched doorway of the room, gently trying to open it, but couldn't. The door was heavy, made of some unknown material. Zhang Bing applied more force, finally managing to push it open.

It was a large room, entirely constructed of stones of various shapes. Inside was a hot spring, a stone bed, and a woman. The woman, wearing a Japanese kimono, stood respectfully by the door, her head bowed, not daring to look at Zhang Bing.

Zhang Bing glanced around, finding no cameras or similar equipment, before focusing his gaze on the woman in Japanese clothing.

"Are you Japanese?" Zhang Bing asked, squinting.

"Yes," the woman replied crisply in Japanese, her head bowed even lower.

"Raise your head," Zhang Bing commanded. Besides the hot spring and a stone bed, only a woman remained in the room. This meant the Japanese woman was a surprise they had prepared for him, but he still hadn't seen her face clearly, so he felt neither surprised nor delighted.

"Hi," the girl bowed again in reply. Then she slowly raised her head. A face strikingly similar to a famous Japanese actress appeared. Not only that, but even the figure was somewhat similar—but Zhang Bing didn't know much about such things and couldn't remember.

"Hehe, it's rare to see a Japanese person dressed," Zhang Bing said with a smile. In his mind, Japanese women were always naked; otherwise, how could the country's AV industry be so developed?

The woman understood Chinese. Hearing Zhang Bing's words, her eyes showed a slight unease, which she quickly concealed, displaying a very professional AV spirit.

"Sir, please allow me to serve you a bath," the woman bowed again, requesting.

Having been out all day and splashed with wine by Xia Zhi, Zhang Bing glanced at the steaming hot spring water and felt he really needed a bath. Besides, he had a beautiful Japanese woman serving him.

A Japanese AV banquet? It's said this is popular in high society now, and I never thought I'd have the chance to experience it myself. Apparently, many people like to sing the national anthem while having sex with Japanese women—"The East is Red, the sun rises, China has produced Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu Mazi"—Zhang

Bing nodded and walked to the edge of the pool. A Japanese woman in a kimono followed him, helping him untie his clothes and removing his robe. She carefully folded it and placed it on the stone bed.

Once again, Zhang Bing was naked in front of a strange woman, but unlike before with the Chinese woman, he didn't feel shy. Perhaps, subconsciously, he didn't see the Japanese woman as a woman or a person, but merely as a plaything.

Walking naked into the hot spring, his body was immediately enveloped by the warmth. At first, it felt slightly hot, but after a few minutes, his body adjusted to the temperature, and that was when he truly began to enjoy it.

Zhang Bing lay comfortably by the pool, closed his eyes, and quietly sorted through the day's events and the details that had aroused his suspicions. Xi Juan's words about the 'deep connection between the two,' Xia Zhi's inexplicable outburst of anger on him, and the relationship between Li Xuan and Xia Zhi—in this ruthless capital city, survival wasn't about luck or intelligence, but about caution and meticulousness. Caution was the key to long-term success. He heard

light footsteps behind him, followed by the sound of water. A voluptuous body leaned closer, gently splashing water on Zhang Bing before gently relaxing his shoulder muscles.

"Just as I like Japanese women without clothes, I like you speaking Chinese. Where are you from?" Zhang Bing asked with his eyes closed.

"—Tokyo," the girl hesitated slightly before quickly answering, concealing all her grievances. The Japanese were, after all, a people adept at forbearance.

"Why did you come here?" Zhang Bing continued. Only after asking did he realize how foolish the question was. He was here, of course, to make money.

"To earn tuition," the girl replied softly.

"You're a student?" Zhang Bing was somewhat surprised.

"Hi—sorry," the woman habitually used Japanese, then quickly apologized, remembering Zhang Bing's words.

These girls were exceptionally talented, and for them to remain virgins in Japan, a sexually liberated nation, was legendary in itself. Sending them back to China to entertain wealthy businessmen and dignitaries would certainly be extremely expensive. No wonder even playboys like Hai Ge and Li Xuan, who would have any girl in China, whether a pure elementary school girl or a superstar, come to sleep with them at the slightest provocation, were so fond of this. Scarcity makes things valuable; countless men in Japan couldn't enjoy such a woman, yet they could find one in China—it was indeed very difficult. Otherwise, they might as well earn money in Japan.

Chapter 223 Ecstasy

Zhang Bing lost interest in speaking and focused on his own thoughts. The Japanese girl massaged Zhang Bing's entire body with even pressure. Their bodies occasionally touched in the water, and the girl's full breasts would sometimes press against his shoulders. Although Zhang Bing was lost in thought, he was aroused.

Looking up, he saw that the Japanese woman was unadorned, with a beautiful face, a slight double chin, and delicate skin. Her breasts were large and firm, like freshly steamed buns, swaying dramatically. Her nipples were light-colored, and her areolas were large, resembling protruding rocks in a waterfall when she was being rinsed. Her waist was shapely, her buttocks round and fleshy, and her thighs were pinkish-white, sexy, straight, and long—truly a beauty.

After a while, seeing that Zhang Bing still didn't react, the girl proactively suggested, "Sir, would you like to lie down on the bed for a while?"

"Oh." Zhang Bing climbed out of the water, and the Japanese girl quickly followed to help him dry off before they went to the stone bed together.

Because the indoor temperature was constant, lying on the stone bed didn't feel cold; instead, it felt like waves of warmth were seeping into his body. It felt very comfortable.

Zhang Bing lay down on the bed, and the Japanese woman began to massage his chest and abdomen, then her fingers slowly moved downwards. Then, she gently grasped Zhang Bing's proudly erect member in her palm.

"No need for foreplay. Let's start with your mouth—" Zhang Bing said, pointing to the girl's moist, sexy mouth. The Japanese were so skilled in the sex industry, so Zhang Bing naturally wanted to try the full service if he had the chance.

The girl's face showed slight surprise, then she professionally took Zhang Bing's penis into her mouth and began to stroke it up and down, her beautiful hair swaying gently with her movements, quite a sight.

"What's your name?" Zhang Bing grabbed the woman's hair and thrust into her vigorously.

"Minako—" the woman answered, her tongue still licking the penis, her eyes glazed over.

"Damn, Japanese women are so professional!" Zhang Bing felt a surge of excitement. He pulled the girl into his arms, pressing his lips to her pink-lipped lips and greedily sucking her sweet saliva.

Minako's tongue unconsciously slipped into his mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, making muffled nasal sounds. Their tongues intertwined, like lovers in the throes of passion, swallowing each other's saliva.

They kissed for a full three minutes before Zhang Bing released the girl's tongue.

Minako closed her eyes, her small mouth open, breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling rhythmically.

Zhang Bing's lust intensified. He gently bit the girl's delicate earlobe, even inserting his tongue into her ear canal. He spread her legs with his left foot, raising his left knee to rub against her tender vulva. His right hand began to gently knead her well-sized, elastic left breast, lightly scraping her nipple with his nail until it stood erect like a small cherry.

Minako frowned, her expression one of unbearable discomfort, her small mouth slightly open, emitting soft "mmm" sounds.

Zhang Bing lowered his head, licking the girl's snow-white neck, then moved to her right breast, kissing it and sucking on the nipple, swirling his tongue around the pale pink areola. Two fingers of his left hand were inserted into her mouth, stirring her tender tongue.

In her dazed state, Minako unconsciously began to suck on the man's fingers.

At this moment, Zhang Bing felt an astonishing dampness on his knees. He smiled wickedly, withdrew his fingers, squatted down, grabbed her two round, pert buttocks with both hands, and began kissing her delicate lips, her vulva constantly releasing fluids that seeped into his mouth.

Zhang Bing looked closely and saw a breathtakingly beautiful peach blossom paradise before him. The two large petals, like nipples, were a delicate pink, slightly parted, with a small bud peeking out from the intersection of the petals. The dark, curly hair was clearly carefully trimmed, forming an inverted triangle.

Zhang Bing first gently licked the two petals from bottom to top several times, then took the small bud into his mouth, teasing it with the tip of his tongue.

Minako's slender legs stiffened, her soft buttocks tightened inward, and her lower body pressed slightly against the man's face, as if chasing his tongue, emitting soft moans.

Zhang Bing inserted his tongue into the peach blossom paradise, parting the petals, licking and licking, as if savoring the most delicious food in the world.

Minako's peach blossom paradise seemed to have a life of its own, constantly tightening around the intruding foreign object.

From the girl's reaction, Zhang Bing knew she was still a virgin. A Japanese girl, so sweet-looking, yet still able to maintain her purity—it was truly touching.

Zhang Bing wasn't a truly bad person; sometimes, his emotions trumped everything. He suddenly hesitated. Would he regret it for taking advantage of such a good girl just to satisfy his own lust? As he pondered this, the tongue inside her slowly stopped.

"No—don't stop—I'm so uncomfortable…" Minako suddenly cried out softly.

Zhang Bing looked up at her. Two blushes graced her pretty face, her alluring eyes sending waves of desire. Her tender red tongue licked her red lips, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth onto her snow-white breasts.

Even a saint couldn't resist such a sight, let alone Zhang Bing, who was currently needing a woman to cultivate his divine power. He pressed the girl's face down onto the massage table, pulled out his already erect penis, and prepared to perform a doggy-style position from behind.

He looked down and saw Minako's anus hidden between her two pert buttocks, which was also pink and gently pulsating—extremely tempting.

Zhang Bing recalled the novels about Japanese women being masters of chrysanthemum-themed sex, and unable to resist the temptation, he had to postpone his plan to penetrate her again. He squatted down, parted the girl's buttocks, and instead of using his lips, he extended his fingers, gently probing and caressing her vulva, watching the surrounding muscles contract, gradually swallowing his fingers. Zhang Bing became interested and simply started poking with his fingers.

This was the last straw for Minako. "No—don't—ah—it hurts so much—please—"

Zhang Bing ignored her and slowly inserted another finger into the girl's vagina, gently teasing it. The simultaneous movement of both fingers was incredibly pleasurable.

Minako writhed uncontrollably, her breasts swaying, her soft moans fueling the man's desire.

Zhang Bing could no longer resist. He stood up, his hand on his erect penis, and rubbed it against the girl's vulva a few times.

Minako turned around, looking at Zhang Bing with a look that was both mournful and pleading—a look that could "kill" any man in the world.

With a thrust of his waist, Zhang Bing's thick, long penis plunged deep inside, slamming his lower abdomen against the girl's round buttocks with a loud "thud." That one thrust almost made him ejaculate. Her vagina was incredibly tight, the walls gripping his penis tightly and contracting repeatedly. The large, steel-like head of his penis was being sucked by her delicate, mouth-like clitoris—it was incredibly stimulating. He quickly regained his composure, held back his ejaculation, gripped the woman's buttocks tightly, took a deep breath, and began to fuck her hard.

While the man was enjoying himself so much, Minako was suffering terribly. The instant she entered, she was pulled from the tingling pleasure into a hellish ordeal. The tearing pain made her scream in agony, tears streaming down her face.

Zhang Bing had originally intended to have his way with the Japanese woman, but hearing the woman's pitiful cries, he couldn't shake the urge. He gradually slowed down, suppressing his own urges to ease the girl's pain. He leaned down, kneading her breasts with his left hand and massaging her clitoris with his right, softly comforting her, "Little darling, don't cry, just bear with it, it'll feel better soon."

Minako bit her lip, making nasal "mmm" sounds, not daring to complain about the man's roughness.

Under Zhang Bing's relentless teasing, the girl's expression finally shifted from pain to unbearable pleasure, and her vagina secreted even more fluid. He began to slowly advance, gradually increasing his speed, and the resulting pleasure grew stronger.

Minako instinctively swayed her hips, matching the man's thrusts from behind to achieve greater pleasure. Her moans grew louder and faster.

Each time Zhang Bing's lower abdomen bumped against the girl's buttocks, she would cry out, and the point where they were joined would make a "plop, plop" sound. Drops of blood mixed with her own fluids dripped down her smooth legs to the floor, further stimulating the couple in their lovemaking.

Zhang Bing pulled the girl's body up, leaned forward, and wrapped one arm around her head, kissing her passionately while his hips continued to thrust. Their saliva dripped onto the bed, forming a small puddle.

"Ah...ah...oh my god...what...what's going on...it's bad...I'm going to die...ah...ah...I'm dying...brother...brother...hold me tight...sister...ah...so...so beautiful...ah...ah..."

With each thrust, the woman's body suddenly stiffened, followed by a spasm. With a high-pitched "ah," a gush of hot liquid erupted from her body, and she went limp.

Zhang Bing felt Minako's vagina tremble from the tip of the sausage, her clitoris throbbing with pleasure. Her face froze, all expression on her face; she had reached her first orgasm.

Zhang Bing stopped, the sausage still inside her, and gently kissed Minako's earlobe, asking, "Little sister, isn't it beautiful?"

Minako was weak all over, barely managing to wrap her arms around Zhang Bing, but unable to answer.

Zhang Bing told her to rest, then subtly moved his hips up and down, the sausage throbbing again. This time, Minako couldn't feel any pleasure, only softly pleading,

"Brother... slower..."

Her newly opened vagina still hurt a little, so Zhang Bing adjusted the speed, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, his hands stroking her to distract her from the pain. Minako gradually regained her strength, her Japanese womanly arousal rising. She actively moved her hips, groaning with pleasure, "Mmm... hum..."

"Oh...oh...deeper...ah...good brother..."

Zhang Bing knew what she wanted at this moment, and with a sudden, violent thrust, his sausage entered and exited mercilessly. Minako involuntarily contracted her vagina, and Zhang Bing couldn't bear it any longer. Her vagina was already tight and narrow, and now the contraction was even more wonderful. Zhang Bing couldn't stop himself. His large sausage sent a tingling and numb warning signal. He no longer cared about lasting or trying to be strong. His sausage suddenly swelled up and reached the crucial point. Minako didn't know that Zhang Bing was about to finish. She only felt that the sausage in her vagina was like a hot iron rod, and it kept expanding and growing, making her feel indescribably comfortable. She wished that her lover would just penetrate her core. She moaned wildly, "Good brother...so comfortable...you...fuck me to death...ah...never mind...ah...oh...I...I'm coming again...ah...oh...I'm going to fly...oh..."

This cry was even more deadly to Zhang Bing. He released his ejaculation, and large gushes of semen gushed out, all of it shooting deep into Minako's body. Minako, scalded and assaulted by the yang essence, her clitoris pressed firmly against the large sausage, felt dizzy, and her ** (erectile dysfunction) gushed out, reaching a simultaneous climax, her semen staining the mattress.

After resting for a while, Minako cleaned her up. Zhang Bing knew he couldn't linger too long; after all, he was a guest and didn't want to be laughed at by Li Xuan's faction, so he began to tidy up.

After Zhang Bing, fully dressed, waited in the hall for a while, the other men emerged from the various circular archways, their faces beaming with happiness. Each one was radiant, many walking with unsteady steps, indicating they had worked very hard. Looking at the archways again, Zhang Bing suddenly felt a pang of sadness. Was everyone's destiny predetermined? Perhaps, tomorrow, the women in these rooms would all be replaced. Because their most precious possessions would be gone.

"Haha, brother, how was it?" Hai Ge, dressed in a yu robe, walked over, smiling broadly at Zhang Bing.

"Not bad. It was indeed a pleasant surprise," Zhang Bing nodded with a smile.

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