My lover's daughter became my wife

Chapter 1 Don't Leave After
School By day I ride my electric scooter to school, by night I drive my Range Rover to pick up girls, roaming every corner of the city filled with
desire .
In this materialistic society, everyone craves money and power, constantly
striving , and of course, there are all sorts of beautiful women.
Just as there is light, there is darkness; some live in the light, and some live in the darkness. People usually
call those in the darkness thugs, gangsters, and gangsters, but in reality, everyone is the same; their goals are all money, power, and women.
Strangely enough, everyone involved in the underworld, regardless of how well they do, can find a girlfriend in a short time, and
the better they do, the prettier their girlfriends are…
As for me, I am somewhere between light and darkness. I frequent casinos every day but rarely gamble, and few people know
of my existence.
I'm a low-key and reserved person. I'm not short of money or women, except because I'm a con artist…
I never imagined I'd become one. This bizarre and messed-up change started with a school transfer
…
Some say school is more complicated than society because it's full of bastards who never consider the consequences
, have no principles or bottom line, and can ruin people's lives.
The summer before last, I reluctantly transferred schools to take the high school entrance exam in the city. This wasn't my parents'
idea ; it was all because of my damn, unreliable second uncle!
My parents are honest and hardworking people who have never seen the world, but my
uncle, who's about ten years older than me, has been a slacker since I can remember. Every now and then, he'd be leading women in stockings and showing
their backs . I've never seen him work or do business, yet he always seems to have more money than he can spend.
Several times I saw the town's thugs come looking for him, but they were always polite to him. Once, I even saw
someone pick him up in a Mercedes. But I never thought my second uncle was anything special; he was always laughing and joking around,
acting like a scoundrel.
From a young age, my parents always told me to stay away from that jerk of a second uncle. He was a typical negative example,
having done all sorts of bad things. But I still liked hanging out with him because he would teach me some magic tricks, and if he was in a good mood,
he'd give me some pocket money.
Although my jerk of a second uncle was unreliable, he'd given me more pocket money than my parents had ever given me!
But recently, he seems to have taken the wrong medicine. He suddenly told my parents I needed to transfer schools, and to my surprise, they
agreed !
Speaking of transferring schools, I'm a million and a million times against it. I haven't even received
a reply to the love letter I wrote to my deskmate, Xiaohua, and I even promised to help her rank up in ranked games—she agreed to everything! Now that I'm leaving, all that's ruined
!
On the way, my second uncle made me take out all the money my family had given me, saying he'd keep it for me. But as soon as the money was in his pocket
, he changed his mind and refused to give it back.
He told me to remember never to trust anyone, and that a man who doesn't go out and see
the world can't be called a man. He said I'd never get ahead if I didn't go out and see the world, and he didn't expect me to study hard; he just wanted me to have some experience in a few years.
No wonder my damn second uncle is so unreliable. Not only did he cheat me out of my money, but when we got to the city, he dropped me off at
school and disappeared. He left me 300 yuan as living expenses for half a month, but my dad gave me
3,000 yuan before leaving. That's not even enough for internet fees!
I was hoping to save up some money to go to an internet cafe, maybe even find a prostitute to have some fun with. To
be honest I'm still a virgin, but my damn second uncle ruined everything...
With a heavy heart, I went to class. The homeroom teacher was a shrewish woman in her forties, heavily made up
and wearing black stockings. She looked at everyone with those hooky eyes. She made me stand on the podium and introduce myself.
I told them my name was Xiong Sanming. No one said anything, but I could see the mockery in everyone's eyes. I
knew they all looked down on transfer students from lower-ranked schools. The old hag made me sit in the last row, near the trash can.
There was only one person sleeping on their desk in the last row; a lone student was clearly a slacker,
maybe even a class bully. I didn't want to sit there, but I had no choice, and my mood became even heavier!
As soon as the bell rang, six or seven people swarmed around. They didn't look like model students.
The guy sleeping next to me woke up too; he was dark-skinned with a buzz cut and a scar on his face. I swallowed hard,
too embarrassed to look at him.
"Brother Xiong, where did you transfer from? Want to treat us this afternoon?"
"Which server? What rank are you? Can I borrow your account to play?"
A bunch of people bombarded me with questions, like robbers. I didn't dare tell them I was a Diamond V slacker in Twisted Treeline
, afraid someone would steal my account.
Suddenly, a fat hand grabbed my shoulder and pinched it twice. It was the buzz-cut guy next to me. I didn't
dare to resist or speak. I'd been a little afraid of him since earlier.
"Kid, who the hell told you to sit here?"
"Y-yes, the homeroom teacher told me to sit here..." I said, head down, barely daring to breathe. I thought to myself,
I definitely can't offend him since I just arrived. Judging from his appearance, he didn't seem like a good guy. What if he hit me? Just as
I finished speaking, a sharp pain shot through my stomach. The buzz-cut guy kicked me to the ground. Before I could
even , the skinny guy who had asked me for my number pointed at my nose and started cursing.
"Are you blind? In Class Six, Gang is the boss. Try mentioning that old woman again!"
Everyone in the class looked over. I sat on the ground, not daring to say a word. The pain in my stomach was nothing
compared to the burning sensation on my face. On my first day at this new school, I'd been beaten in front of the whole class. I hated my
second uncle intensely.
If that bastard hadn't forced me to transfer schools, would I have put up with this bullying? The
guy with the buzz cut who kicked me stood up, his knuckles cracking, looking like he was going to hit me again. I was terrified
, but I didn't dare say anything; my mind was blank.
"Liu Benqiang, what are you doing! And you, Wang Gang, why are you bullying me!" A girl rushed over.
I looked up at her; her face was covered in freckles, but I thought she was prettier than an angel!
"Oh, oh, oh, class monitor Liu Xiaomeng is showing her power! We didn't do anything, he fell down on his own." The skinny guy
named Liu Benqiang deliberately spoke sarcastically, glancing at Wang Gang, completely
emboldened.
Wang Gang helped me up from the ground and asked me, word by word, "Tell the class monitor, did you
fall down ?"
"I don't believe you, Xiong Sanming, you tell me, did they bully you just now?" the class monitor asked me.
I thought for a moment and then shook my head.
"I fell down by myself just now..." I had barely finished speaking when they laughed. The class monitor stomped his feet in anger. I
knew I was chickening out, but compared to losing face, I was more afraid of them continuing to beat me.
Wang Gang took out a dollar from his pocket and told me to buy two bottles of Gatorade. I obediently took the money and left the classroom, but I
didn't know where the school supermarket was.
"Qiangzi, take Sandwich with you and learn the way. If you need anything, just let him go." Wang Gang
smiled meaningfully, and Liu Benqiang pulled me away without saying a word.
Being called Sandwich on my first day at this new school, I knew things would be tough from now on, but I
had no other choice. As long as I didn't get beaten up, I was fine with anything. My stomach was still burning.
We quickly arrived at the school supermarket, and I grabbed two bottles of Gatorade. I usually wouldn't even drink them myself, but
luckily I still had the living expenses my second uncle had left me. Liu Benqiang watched me pay the whole time, his eyes
gleaming.
"Didn't realize you'd spend three hundred in one go, Sandwich! Don't say anything more, buy me a Yasuo
skin after school. I'll help you out if you ever need anything."
I smiled but didn't say anything, thinking that if I bought him the skin, I'd go hungry this week. Besides
, his word doesn't count in class; even if I were to be filial, it would have to be Wang Gang. Just
as I stepped out of the supermarket and lifted the curtain, my hand felt like it was pushing against something soft. It felt quite nice.
Looking closer, my eyes widened. Three girls were coming towards me—the only word to describe them was "beautiful!"
One had a short, Vidal Sassoon hairstyle, and the other two had long hair with a few strands dyed a different color.
Back in my hometown school, I'd never seen such beautiful girls!
But then I realized my hand had actually touched the short-haired beauty's chest. In an instant, I quickly pulled my hand back,
pretending nothing had happened, and hurried away with my head down.
"Stop!" A sharp shout rang out as the Vidal Sassoon girl grabbed my arm tightly. She was wearing makeup,
and although she was pretty, she looked like she was about to devour me.
"W-what's wrong?" I stammered, taking a few steps back and looking at Liu Benqiang with pleading eyes.
Actually I didn't mean to do it; I didn't have the guts.
But then Liu Benqiang suddenly seemed like a different person, bowing and scraping to several girls, his face beaming
like a flower, calling them "Sixth Sister," "Seventh Sister," and so on. Seeing this, my heart sank!
"What's wrong! You actually dare ask me what's wrong! How dare you take advantage of me! Which class are you in?!"
"He's in our sixth class, he just transferred here today!" Liu Benqiang immediately betrayed me, and I involuntarily
shuddered.
"You just wait! Don't you dare leave after school!" The short-haired girl pointed at me fiercely. I thought to myself that if it weren't
for the fact that I was a boy, she probably would have slapped me right then and there!
Three girls stormed into the supermarket. My heart sank. But the feeling in my hand was so soft
…
Those three girls were really pretty, with great figures and looks, and dressed stylishly.
But Liu Benqiang's words made my heart sink completely.
"It's over, it's over, you're dead meat for messing with Sister Seventeen! Just wait and see…"
Hearing the name "Sister Seventeen" sent a shiver down my spine. I knew she was definitely a delinquent at school.
What should I do after school?
Chapter 2: Sister Seventeen.
My mind was a mess. I knew there was never a shortage of top students and underachievers at school, nor of petty
thugs and delinquents, but I never dreamed I'd get into trouble on my very first day here!
Holding two bottles of Gatorade, I returned to the classroom with the feeling of going to a funeral. I've always been timid and afraid of trouble, but
seeing Wang Gang gave me a glimmer of hope. As long as I could settle this and avoid getting beaten up, I
'd pay up!
"Sandwich, you piece of trash! You died halfway to buy a drink?" Wang Gang started spewing nonsense. I handed him
the Gatorade , gritted my teeth, and pulled out two hundred yuan from my pocket.
Wang Gang's eyes widened immediately, and his gaze softened considerably. It seems my second uncle was right;
people these days don't care about anything but money!
"Brother Gang, this is a token of my respect. Let me follow you from now on." I handed over the money, thinking to myself that I'd be eating dirt
this week...
Wang Gang smiled and put the money in his pocket, putting his arm around my shoulder like a brother, saying, "No problem! There's nothing at
No. 1 High School that Gangzi can't handle!"
Seeing Wang Gang's confident demeanor, I felt much more relaxed. They say money makes the world go round, and
that's absolutely true.
"That's great, Brother Gang! I need your help with something. A girl told me not to leave after school, and I heard
her name is Seventeen..."
Wang Gang's face suddenly changed, and he immediately pulled out two hundred yuan and shoved it into my hand, saying, "I can't help you with this. If
you mess with Seventeen... you're as good as dead!"
Clutching the two hundred yuan in my hand, I was completely stunned!
My second uncle used to say that there's basically nothing money can't solve, but
when , that's when you're really in big trouble!
Under my questioning, Wang Gang told me that at school, you can't mess with Seventeen and her group of girls.
There are , nicknamed from fifteen to nineteen, and each of them has connections and influence. One phone call can summon
a lot of people, and even the school boss, Zhang Xu, has to give them face.
The one who specifically told me not to leave after school was Seventeen, the prettiest and also the most hot-tempered. She knows the managers of several internet cafes
near , and they have very strong connections.
My mind went completely blank all afternoon. After everyone in my class heard that I had offended Sister Seventeen,
no one paid any attention to me. Wang Gang told me that if I had any connections, I should contact them quickly, otherwise
it would be too late …
During the break between the last class before school ended, a few thug-looking guys came to the classroom door and
peered inside. In an instant, the classroom became as silent as a graveyard; everyone lowered their heads and didn't dare to breathe.
One of them, with a rooster-like hairstyle, called out Liu Benqiang's name. My heart skipped a beat. Watching Liu Benqiang scurry
over, bowing and scraping, I had a very bad feeling.
I don't know what they said, but the guys at the door suddenly looked at me. The rooster-like guy
beckoned to me with a finger, his eyes full of malice.
I stood up tremblingly and walked out under the strange gazes of the whole class, my hand clutching
two hundred , terrified.
"Hey bro, what do you need me for?" I asked cautiously.
"You're Xiong Sanming, the new transfer student? You're fucking arrogant! Daring to act like a hooligan in broad daylight, do you really want
to die?!" The guy with the rooster-like haircut pressed his hand on my head and started fiddling with it, while another guy in a tracksuit grabbed my
neck .
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I really didn't mean it. Can I offer you a meal as an apology?" I trembled
as I pulled out two hundred yuan, which the rooster-like haircut snatched away immediately.
"That's interesting. Come to the alley near the school gate after school and explain yourself. If you dare to run away,
I'll be waiting for you every day!"
The rooster-like haircut took the money and left. I felt much more at ease. My second uncle always said that if you take someone's money, you have to solve their problems.
At least now I had a chance to explain myself.
Before I even left the classroom after school, Liu Benqiang and Wang Gang came over, saying they would come with me
to see . They said they were in the same class and would plead for me if anything happened.
Actually, I knew they wouldn't help me; they were just afraid I'd run away. They were flanking me, one on each side,
so even if I wanted to, I couldn't. Finally, I called my second uncle, but his phone was off. I
quickly arrived at a small alley outside the school. The three girls from earlier that day were there, each holding a cigarette. But
there were also seven or eight boys smoking in the corner, two of whom had dyed hair and clearly weren't students. Luckily, the guy with the mohawk who
'd taken the money was there too.
"Seventeenth Sister, I brought you the sandwiches from our class," Wang Gang said politely to the girl from the Sassoon group.
She immediately glared at me, and a blond boy next to him threw down his cigarette and walked
towards . The others immediately surrounded me.
At that moment, I was extremely nervous. I looked pleadingly at the guy with the mohawk, hoping he would say something for me, but he
didn't even glance at me, standing there completely unconcerned.
"Seventeen, is this the kid?" The blond-haired guy grabbed my collar and asked with a wicked grin.
Seventeen nodded angrily, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Kid, take off your glasses," the blond-haired guy said to me. Hearing this, I panicked and
quickly explained, "I'm sorry, Sister Seventeen, I really didn't mean it today. I apologize, okay? I
swear I really didn't mean it..."
"Explain your mother! *Slap!*" She slapped me hard across the face. I felt a tingling sensation, and my glasses
flew off. Before I could react, the blond-haired guy kicked me hard.
A group of people surrounded me and started beating me. I covered my head and couldn't see anything. Some people grabbed my hair and slapped me
hard , while others kicked me and cursed at me. I was in excruciating pain and felt incredibly wronged.
I almost cried.
Time seemed to stand still. In that moment, I thought of my parents, my childhood friends,
and my uncle's words: "A man should brave the winds and waves, traverse the deserts and oceans!"
I don't know how long I was beaten. I lay on the ground, clutching my head, my mouth full of dirt, but I
gritted my teeth and persevered, hoping this nightmare would end soon.
"Seventeen, that's enough. If you don't leave soon, the internet cafe will be empty. I'm waiting to play ranked matches." A
girl in overalls spoke up, and the people beating me finally stopped.
I had seen the girl in overalls during the day; she was one of the three girls. She was tall with long, flowing hair and bright,
single-eyelid eyes. Although I knew she hadn't stopped them to help me, I was still grateful to her.
"Hmph, if it weren't for Sixteen waiting to play ranked matches today, I would have beaten you to death, you bastard!" Seventeen pointed at me and cursed
, then kicked me twice more. I sat on the ground, filled with resentment, gritting my teeth to keep
my tears from falling!
"Alright, alright, stop fighting, let's go." Another girl in a red miniskirt said,
giving me a pitying look .
I knew I looked pathetic, like a pitiful wretch, but I remembered what my second uncle had said: a man
can only shed tears for the woman he loves, and no other tears!
"Brother Fei, thank you so much for coming today, um..." Seventeen turned to the blond-
haired , fiddling with the hem of his clothes, his demeanor completely transformed.
The blond-haired guy shook his head, licked his lips, and smiled, saying, "It's nothing, you guys go play first. I've saved
you a computer, I'll play with you guys tonight."
"Great! Sixteen will reach Gold III in her last ranked game! Eighteen will be almost Gold too!"
Seventeen said shyly, but the girl in the red miniskirt next to her clearly frowned.
"Thanks, Eighteen and I have already made plans with friends to go to another internet cafe, let's play together next time, let's go."
Sixteen said casually, turning and leading Seventeen and Eighteen away.
The blond-haired guy's eyes were fixed on their butts and long legs, his hands flailing wildly in the air,
a lewd smile on his face, drool practically dripping down his chin.
"Brother Fei, let's take care of this little Seventeen tonight, her ass is really something!" The rooster-haired guy
said, bowing and scraping, offering the blond-haired guy a cigarette.
"Damn! That's a must, but we need to find a way to get her to stay all night, preferably alone
..."
Everyone smoked, laughing and talking about what to do with Seventeen. All three girls were beautiful, and their
figures were amazing, but I was in so much pain that I didn't care to look.
I sat on the ground wiping the blood from my nose, feeling a mix of emotions, my nose stinging . The rooster-haired
guy had taken my money, but hadn't said a word in my defense the whole time.
I stared at him, a feeling of inexplicable grievance welling up inside me. The man with the mohawk looked away,
perhaps because he felt guilty. Finally, he yelled at me, "What are you looking at! You're upset because I hit you?"
I didn't say anything. I'd always been an honest person, never causing trouble. In other people's eyes, I was
a coward, but I also had my pride. Facing the man with the mohawk, I felt like I'd been tricked.
The blond guy came over and handed me a cigarette, patting my shoulder and saying, "We've become friends through this fight. Get me five hundred yuan
tomorrow . If you need anything at No. 1 Middle School, come find me at Flying Internet Cafe."
I nodded blankly. Being beaten up and then having to pay someone else wasn't something I wanted to do; I simply
didn't dare to fight back and had no other choice.
My second uncle once said, "Two fists can't beat four hands, and even a hero can't withstand a crowd." In any situation,
discretion is the better part of valor; using your brain to protect yourself is the best option.
The blond-haired guy left with his gang. The guy with the mohawk tossed out a message: "Give me another two hundred yuan tomorrow.
He said he'd protect me if I needed anything." I nodded in agreement, but deep down I knew he was unreliable.
Wang Gang and Liu Benqiang followed, completely disregarding my plight. Soon ,
I was all alone in the alley. Sitting on the ground, my nose stung, and I couldn't hold back my tears any longer. I cried softly.
I hated the people who beat me, and I hated my damn second uncle even more. If he hadn't forced me to transfer schools, if
I had been able to , I wouldn't have been beaten…
After crying for a while, I felt much better. I decided to take a bus home, never to suffer in this lousy school again.
Besides, I didn't have any money for the blond-haired guy. I knew if I couldn't get the money by tomorrow, they would continue beating me.
Picking up my broken glasses, I walked out of the alley and immediately saw that familiar
figure —my damn second uncle! I quickly wiped away my tears and the dust, afraid he would recognize me.
A white BMW was parked next to my second uncle, with several tattooed thugs sitting inside…
I rubbed my eyes carefully to make sure I wasn’t mistaken; it really was my damn second uncle!
He always wore a white shirt and gleaming leather shoes year-round. Despite his respectable appearance,
only I knew his irresponsible and carefree nature. And I never understood how he knew so many
gangsters.
I originally wanted to go back to school to wash and change, but he spotted me immediately, his eyes gleaming. He was
waving dangling from his lips. I reluctantly walked over, thinking to myself, "That damn bastard!
Of all times, he had to come right after I got beaten up!"
My second uncle looked me up and down, his smile vanished, and his eyes changed. He came up to me and asked directly,
"What happened? You've been made a mess of yourself on your first day at this school?"
Chapter 3 Gouging out his eye.
"Nothing, I just tripped and fell. What are you doing here?" I said rudely
, still clinging to a sliver of vanity, not wanting to lose face in front of him.
"Wow, that was quite a fall. Your eyes are red, your face is swollen, and even your glasses are shattered
!" He spoke sarcastically, and my nose stung; I almost cried.
My second uncle has always had a keen eye; nothing escapes his notice. I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth,
saying to him, "This is none of your business, I'm going home!"
"Go to hell! You dared to make my nephew look like this, we can't let this go! Get in
the car first!"
My second uncle's words stunned me. He was completely different from before. I didn't expect his reaction to be so
strong, and I certainly didn't expect that this BMW was his. Seeing a few tattooed guys smoking in the car, I instantly
felt confident.
My previous dissatisfaction with my second uncle vanished completely. I thought to myself, if my second uncle had arrived a little earlier,
I wouldn't have been beaten up; it would have been Little Yellow Hair and his gang who would have been beaten up. If Seventeen Sister had seen my second uncle, she definitely
wouldn't have dared to do anything to me!
After getting in the car, I told him everything that had happened, even about raising money. I thought my second uncle would
definitely take people to get revenge, but I didn't expect his words to leave me speechless.
"Sanming, you idiot! Are these hands for shoveling manure? They're beating you up, and you don't even fight back
! If you can't beat them, why don't you gouge their eyes out?! What have I been telling you since you were little?
" "I..."
I wanted to say I couldn't beat them, but then I remembered what my second uncle had said: if you can fight, fight; if you can't, gouge their
eyes out. Even the toughest guy is afraid of having his eyes gouged out. But that's easier said than done. How could I dare to do it in real life?
"Alright, let's go eat first. We'll go to Feixiang Internet Cafe to find that guy later. He's just a nobody internet cafe manager. I'm
not going to believe he can get away with this!"
My second uncle cursed. I didn't dare say anything, but my heart warmed. I thought to myself, he's still my second uncle after all,
and he'll still help me when I'm in trouble.
We ate barbecue at a nearby stall. My second uncle ordered five chicken legs for me and made me drink two bottles of ice-cold
beer. After eating, my head was spinning, and the pain in my body lessened a lot.
"Alcohol is a good thing," my second uncle used to say. "A man should drink the strongest liquor and sleep with the wildest dogs!"
"Sanming, are you full? Go and give that little brat a good beating later!" Hearing this, I chickened out.
Even though I'd been beaten, I didn't want to retaliate. I just wanted to make sure that blond-haired bastard wouldn't bother me again.
"Second Uncle... maybe we should just let it go. You can go find him yourself. I'm afraid he'll cause me trouble again..."
"Bullshit! Can't you have any shame? You've been beaten like a dog and you're still a coward?
Every time he bothers you, beat him up. Beat him up until he doesn't dare to bother you anymore!"
I saw that my second uncle's eyes were red. I didn't know if it was because he was angry with me or because he'd had too much to drink. He looked
quite scary, so I didn't dare say anything more.
My second uncle has always been a carefree, easygoing person since I was little. I rarely see him angry, and even
less so with me. I felt a mix of emotions, wondering if he had changed…
Perhaps he realized he had spoken too harshly, because he patted my shoulder and said earnestly, “Sanming, it’s not that your second uncle
won’t help you, but some things you have to get back at yourself. Go find that brat later. Whatever he did to you, you
get back at him. Gouge his eyes out, you hear me?”
“Yes!” I nodded vigorously. Although I was still a little scared, I wasn’t afraid with my second uncle backing me up.
There were also several tattooed guys here, who seemed to have a good relationship with my second uncle; they would definitely help if anything happened.
I thought to myself, as long as these tattooed guys were around, no one at school would dare to cause me trouble.
They all tough guys; even the way they smoked and bit their cigarette butts looked cool, so tough!
It was already 9 PM when we finished dinner. My second uncle arrived at Feixiang Internet Cafe with his men, parking his BMW a good distance away.
I felt a little nervous, but seeing the several tattooed guys around me gave me some confidence.
I'd been in fights before when I was a kid, but it was always just minor squabbles with other guys; I'd never actually hit anyone,
let alone come here for revenge like this. I had mixed feelings. But now that my second uncle had personally brought his men, I wasn't afraid. I remembered
how that blond-haired kid in the alley had beaten me up that afternoon ! "You go in first. We'll keep watch from behind. When you find that kid, beat him to a pulp, you hear me!" My second uncle lit a cigarette for me, and I took a deep drag. "I know, Uncle. I won't let you down!"

I took a deep breath and pushed open the door of Flying Internet Cafe. Although I was still a little scared, I was even more afraid of embarrassing
my second uncle in front of others.
I'd known my second uncle since I was little; he seemed indifferent on the surface, but in reality,
he was more proud than anyone else!
The air conditioning in the internet cafe was blasting, and it was mostly filled with people playing League of Legends together. There weren't even any computers available. I
didn't see Little Yellow Hair at the counter, and after walking around the internet cafe without finding him, I couldn't help but
wonder if he wasn't there.
Just as I was about to leave, my gaze fell on a row of private rooms at the back of the internet cafe. I thought maybe Little
Yellow Hair was in one of the rooms. If I couldn't find him tonight, he would definitely cause
trouble for me tomorrow after my second uncle left...
Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and saw it was my second uncle, and a few tattooed guys had also arrived. I suddenly
felt confident and walked towards the private room without saying a word.
The doors to all the private rooms were closed. Although you can't lock the private rooms in an internet cafe, I couldn't very well knock on each one to look for them.
Just as I was worrying about this, I suddenly heard a soft moan, it sounded like Seventeen's voice, moaning softly
from the innermost private room...
I went to the door of the private room and listened. Sure enough, it was Seventeen and Little Yellow Hair inside, moaning softly, I didn't
know what they were doing. I glanced back at my second uncle, gritted my teeth, and opened the door and went in. As soon as I entered, I was stunned. Seventeen's face
was covered in tears, her clothes were scattered all over the floor, and Little Yellow Hair was
grabbing , Little Yellow Hair and Seventeen were also stunned. My gaze involuntarily fell on Seventeen. Although I had watched Japanese adult films before, I had never seen a woman's body in person. That white , fleshy mound made my throat tighten! "You, how did you get here!" Seventeen's hands were tightly protecting her chest. I looked at her chest being squeezed and deformed, and I couldn't help but swallow. But then I suddenly saw the pleading and helplessness in her eyes. "Get the hell out of here!" the blond-haired guy yelled, pointing at the door. I saw a dragon tattoo on his shoulder, and my confidence plummeted. "Fei, Brother Fei, I..." "You're here to deliver money, huh? Get out there and wait. I'll get the money from you later." The blond-haired guy 's tone softened a bit. He turned and leaned over Seventeen, but I stood rooted to the spot, unable to move. I knew what I was here for tonight, and I knew my second uncle and several older brothers were waiting at the door. If I went out now, I'd really embarrass my second uncle! My second uncle had always been incredibly good to me; I absolutely couldn't let him down. Whether it was the chicken legs I'd eaten earlier or the alcohol that emboldened me, I looked at Seventeen's body, and a small fire burned within me. Suddenly, the blond-haired guy turned around, saw me walk over without even moving, and slapped eyes wide as he cursed, "Can't you fucking understand human language?" I lowered my head, covering my face, which burned. I glanced at Seventeen's long, white legs and stammered, "No, I didn't come here to deliver money, actually... I'll fuck your mother!" Before I could finish, I gritted my teeth and slapped him hard across the face. My second uncle used to say that it's better to strike first than to strike later; only a fool would wait to be hit before fighting back! The slap stunned the blond-haired guy, and I was stunned too. But before I could say anything to scare him, he punched me in the face, and my vision went black as I sat down on the ground. The blond-haired guy started kicking me repeatedly, cursing incessantly. I covered my head, waiting for my second uncle to come in , but after a while, no one came to help, and the pain in my body was unbearable. I don't know what I was thinking, but I jumped up, a burning anger rising within me. I couldn't let my second uncle down, no matter what! Chapter 4: What a rip-off ! I closed my eyes and swung my fists wildly, not even knowing where I was hitting, but at least I could hit the blond-haired guy. I gritted my teeth and waited for my second uncle to come in. I vaguely sensed someone had arrived at the door of the private room, and my heart immediately filled with confidence ! I fought desperately with the blond-haired guy. I didn't know why he dared to fight back, but with my second uncle there, I wasn't afraid . I swung my fists like a madman, hitting him with all my might! Soon, the blond-haired guy was knocked to the ground. Without thinking, I straddled him and started punching his face repeatedly. I felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration! I don't know how many punches I landed on him, or how many times he hit me. My vision blurred, stars appeared, and my head was spinning, but I only had one thought in my mind: to beat the blond-haired guy to a pulp. I had to make a good impression on my second uncle! Strangely, I kept subconsciously glancing at Seventeenth Sister. Although she had hit me that afternoon, seeing the tears on her face just now made me feel a pang of sadness. From childhood, the thing I couldn't stand most was a girl's tears. Perhaps Second Uncle was right; tears are a woman's most powerful weapon, and men who can't bear to see women cry are men with guts. In the blink of an eye, Little Yellow Hair was lying on the ground, no longer fighting back, covering his face with his hands and yelling. I hit him harder and harder, especially under Seventeenth Sister's tearful gaze; I felt like I had inexhaustible strength! I hit and cursed, insulting Little Yellow Hair's entire family and ancestors. Second Uncle had always said that a man should be upright and never use despicable means against women! By the time I was pulled away, Little Yellow Hair was covered in blood, lying motionless on the ground, but I wasn't much better off; blood kept gushing from my nose. "Second Uncle, look, I didn't give you..." I turned around and was dumbfounded. A crowd of onlookers had gathered at the entrance of the private room, but there was no sign of Second Uncle or the others! A chill ran down my spine; my earlier confidence vanished instantly. Looking at the blond-haired kid I had beaten down, a chill ran through me... I'd messed up big time! "Seventeen, you'd better run!" I shouted to Seventeen and immediately turned and ran out of the private room. She called , but I didn't quite catch what she said. Second Uncle wasn't in the internet cafe either, only a large crowd of onlookers staring at me. Sensing something was wrong, I immediately ran out of the internet cafe. No one dared to stop me; I just rushed out. As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Second Uncle in the distance, leaning against his BMW, smoking a cigarette, talking a wicked grin on his face. "Second Uncle, when did you come out? You scared me to death!" My heart had been in my throat just now.

Uncle finally breathed a sigh of relief, but glancing back at the internet cafe entrance, I felt like we were about to be chased out.
"I've been out for a while now. What are you afraid of? Did you win?" Uncle said with a smile, casually
handing me a cigarette. I hesitated for a moment before taking it.
After a few puffs, my throat burned. Suddenly, I realized I might have been tricked by Uncle.
If I hadn't beaten that blond-haired guy, I'd definitely be beaten to death in the internet cafe!
"Hurry up, Uncle, they'll be chasing us soon!" I looked at the internet cafe entrance again; I could already
see people chasing us.
"Go? What do I care if they chase us? You're the one who beat him, not me..." Uncle grinned
mischievously , his words chilling me to the bone!
Seeing Uncle's serious expression, completely unjoking, I felt like a million grass mud horses
were galloping . This was utterly ridiculous!
Now I understand, that unreliable, good-for-nothing second uncle never intended to avenge me in the first place. He just wanted me to take the risk
myself now that things have gone wrong, he's washing his hands of the matter. He's practically pushing me into a fire pit!
Seeing the people chasing after me from the internet cafe already approaching, my heart was burning with anxiety. If
my second uncle abandoned me, I'd be beaten to a pulp tonight!
"Xiong Jiudong! If anything happens to me today, my parents will never forgive you!"
In I pointed at my second uncle's nose and yelled. I don't know where I got the courage, but he just laughed.
"You've improved a bit, little brat. You dare to throw a tantrum at me now. Well, for your parents' sake, I'll reluctantly
help you this once. Get in the car and wait."
Hearing this, I finally felt relieved. I thought, even if my unreliable second uncle is unreliable, he still has to consider my parents'
feelings, right? After all, I'm his nephew. If something really happened to me, he wouldn't be able to escape!
The blond-haired guy, his face covered in blood, was helped out. My heart started pounding again. My second uncle, along with a few tattooed
thugs, went up and said a few words—I don't know what they said—before the blond-haired guy and everyone else went back to the internet cafe,
apparently having reached some kind of agreement.
I sat in the car, waiting patiently, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. I thought to myself, you really have to use
your brain in crucial moments. If I hadn't brought my parents into the picture, who knows what kind of outrageous things my damn second uncle might have done!
After resolving the trouble, I didn't know where to drive. A strange feeling welled up inside me. Just now, in
the internet cafe, without anyone's help, I had single-handedly beaten that blond-haired guy to the ground—something I wouldn't have
dared to imagine before…
In a daze, I understood my second uncle's intention. He wanted me to be stronger, but today was my first day at
this new school, and I didn't know anyone. Even if he meant well, this whole thing would probably
drive me crazy.
Sitting in the car, reflecting on everything, I couldn't help but picture Seventeen—her skin was so
white… I took a deep drag on my cigarette and swallowed hard, feeling a little excited. Maybe transferring here wasn't
such a bad thing after all.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of an entertainment venue. My second uncle and a few of his older brothers got out, grinning.
Looking at the flashing neon lights and the group of women standing at the entrance, I had a vague, uneasy
feeling , especially knowing my second uncle's usual behavior!
"Second Uncle, what are you taking me to do?" I swallowed hard, noticing the women at the entrance were all wearing
short skirts and high heels, their faces made up. I wondered if my second uncle was taking me to find prostitutes.
"Of course, I'm taking you to relax. You're not getting any younger, it's time to become a real
man !"
My second uncle rubbed his hands together with a smile, his words leaving me completely stunned, yet also a little excited. Happiness
had come so suddenly, I wasn't prepared...
No wonder my second uncle has always been unreliable; who has ever seen an uncle take his nephew to find prostitutes? Although my second uncle is
only about ten years older than me, he's still an uncle!
"Holy crap! Second Uncle, are you kidding me? You actually took me to find prostitutes!" I
stared at him, my eyes wide with shock!
"Of course, otherwise why would we be here? If you don't want to go, just wait here, I'll have a threesome." My second uncle
said without turning his head, laughing and joking with a few tattooed guys, and walked towards the entrance of the casino.
Standing in the parking lot, my mind went blank. I had no idea what my damn second uncle was up to. Maybe he was just
testing me!
If I didn't hold my nerve now, he'd definitely have something to say about me. If he told my
parents , I'd be in big trouble. I'm only seventeen!
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up, I have things to do later," my second uncle urged me, turning around. I had no
idea what to say. I'd never encountered anything like this before. I'd watched plenty of Japanese adult films, but I'd never been to
a place like this before…
"Second Uncle, I have school tomorrow." My voice was
barely at all.
Just then, a glamorous woman approached from the entrance of the casino. She had sharp eyebrows, an oval face, and
walked with a swaying gait in high heels. Her smile was as bright as a flower. She started talking to my second uncle directly, and
they seemed to know each other already.
The woman looked to be in her thirties, with a voluptuous, S-shaped figure. She wore a white, tight-fitting bodycon
dress with a large red flower on it, which was stretched taut, revealing the lines of her underwear . It was so alluring that it made one's mouth water. My second uncle chuckled and chatted with her for a few moments, then reached out and slapped and pinched her buttocks twice, like pinching a marshmallow. The woman didn't seem angry at all; instead, she laughed happily, her gaze falling on me. "This young man is really handsome. Is this your first time here?" she said, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she looked me up and down. Her flirtatious gaze made my heart almost leap out of my chest. I could smell her perfume and see her breasts bulging out . I quickly lowered my head and swallowed hard. I felt less fear and more excitement, my mind filled with scenes from Japanese adult films. Looking down, I saw her long, white legs, seemingly glistening… “My nephew, still a virgin. Sister Su, quickly find a young, wet one to serve him. Make it clear, she has to be young and beautiful, you can’t let her steal him!” My second uncle chuckled, rubbing his hands together, looking at me with a wicked grin. I thought to myself, no need for anyone else, this one will do! She has breasts, she has a butt, just like Teacher Hattori.

Same here!
Sister Su walked up to me with a smile and said, "Don't worry, Dong-ge, I'll give you a
red envelope when the handsome young man comes out... Remember to come back to me for your red envelope later!"
As she spoke, she reached out and flicked my nose. Her fingers were long and slender, and her pure black nails were alluring. Then
she beckoned to me with her finger, as if she could hook my heart directly. To be honest, I thought my second uncle was really meddlesome.
This Sister Su... is really nice!
Suddenly, my second uncle pulled me aside and whispered in my ear, "Sanming, remember, prostitutes are heartless and actors are ungrateful.
Never get emotionally involved in anything. If you get emotionally involved, you can never play with them. Do you understand?"
I nodded. My second uncle turned around and went inside with a few tattooed guys. Sister Su led me inside. I
kept my and kept rubbing my hands, following closely behind her. My eyes were fixed on the big red flower on her butt. I
couldn't take my eyes off it.
She walked with a swaying gait, her high heels giving her a unique charm. I wanted to tell Sister Su that there was no need
to find anyone else, that she was fine, and that I'd even be willing to let her eat, but I couldn't bring myself to say it.
We arrived at a dimly lit private room with only a small bed. My heart slowly rose to my throat, my palms
began to sweat, and I felt an indescribable excitement, along with a little bit of complexity...
Chapter 5 The Real Man
"Little handsome guy, wait here!" Sister Su flicked my nose, gave me
a turned and left in her high heels...
I stared intently at Sister Su's back, subconsciously reaching out to scratch at the air. A small
flame slowly rose within me, and my throat felt like it was blocked by something, so dry it was practically on fire!
I plopped down on the small bed and looked around. The pink sheets were clean, and there was a faint fragrance in the air—
I couldn't tell if it was air freshener or perfume. In the dim light, I started to sweat.
My second uncle always said that everything is difficult at the beginning. This is my first time in a place like this, and it would be a lie to say I'm not nervous.
But the thought that I'll soon become a real man makes me feel much more mature!
I just don't know what awaits me. I hope it's a mature and beautiful woman like Sister Su. And
I'm really grateful to my damn second uncle. He's instilled all sorts of messy ideas in me since I was a child, but
now he's really been a good friend!
Suddenly, the door to the dimly lit room was pushed open. I swallowed hard and glanced at it. This glance was enough to make my whole
body go numb. Yes, numb...
I never dreamed that the person who came in would be Sister Su!
She had changed into a black tank top, and her long, wavy, wine-red hair was draped over her chest. She wore a black leather
mini-skirt that tightly hugged and outlined her round and full figure, which looked like it might burst at any moment. She was also carrying
a small bag and looking at me with a dreamy gaze.
"What's wrong, handsome young man? Why are you looking at me like that? Can't I?
" "Yes, no, um, I mean..." I was so excited I was almost incoherent, nearly suffocating.
It all felt like a dream. My throat felt burning, almost parched!
I wanted to say I was willing! I was so damn willing! I'd never been this willing before!
Sister Su laughed and flicked my nose. I knew my face was as red as a
monkey's . I lowered my head, squeezed my legs together, and my mind went blank.
Sister Su put down her small bag by the bed, tossed her long hair, and instantly smelled the
sweet scent of roses. I sniffed hard and saw her take a red envelope out of her bag.
I'd heard from my second uncle before that young ladies would give red envelopes to virgins, supposedly for good luck. But
now, red envelopes were nothing. I'd even pay them to be born!
She handed me the red envelope and sat down next to me, so close I could hear her breathing
and feel her soft body. But I didn't dare move; my whole body stiffened.
"Little handsome boy, Sister Su will take good care of you," she whispered in my ear. Her warm breath
sent a shiver down my spine, like an electric shock, and my ear felt damp and itchy.
Her fingers traced circles on my arm. I swallowed hard, lowered my head, and nodded
, my face flushed. I secretly placed one hand on her back…
Suddenly, she placed her hand in front of me, looking at me playfully. Her long, slender, white fingers were beautiful,
but I had no idea what she wanted. I obediently played the submissive card.
A few seconds later, she laughed, a very happy laugh. I was completely bewildered and didn't dare ask what she was laughing at.
My face burned; if there were a crack in the ground in front of me, I would have disappeared without hesitation.
"So it's your first time here, huh? You'll have to pay, young man. I'll give you a discount for your first time, five hundred is
fine."
"Um, my second uncle will pay for me..." I stammered, unable to speak properly. Facing Sister Su,
I'd be willing to pay five hundred, even five thousand! It's not my money anyway.
Sister Su's expression suddenly changed, and she stared at me, saying each word clearly, "Dong and the others have already left. He said
you'd pay for yourself. Don't tell me you came out to have fun without any money!"
"Ah!" I was stunned when I heard this. Sister Su's tone had changed, and I quickly
withdrew my hand from her back. I suddenly had a feeling that I might have been tricked by my second uncle again!
What would I do if he left?
For a moment, I didn't know what to say or how to explain. I just stood there dumbfounded.
Sister Su seemed to have noticed something too, and her originally kind face turned icy.
To be honest, looking at her now terrified me. I didn't know what to do. All the
thoughts I had earlier vanished. I just prayed that my second uncle would have a change of heart and not leave me
here alone .
Sister Su took out a pack of cigarettes from her small bag, holding one between her fingers as she stared at me. I felt like I had
nails stuck to my buttocks, cold sweat pouring down my face, my heart shattered.
"Sister Su, um… I didn't mean to." I had such a tactless urge! I'd already taken it before paying!
What was I going to do?!
"It's okay, you can go now." She pointed to the door, her tone very calm, but I could feel
the murderous glint in her eyes. She was completely different from before.
I stood up shakily, feeling a sense of relief. I fled under her gaze, but I
told myself I would come back!
Not for anyone else, but for the look she gave me in the last time, I swore I'd come back, throw the money in her face,
and then ride her hard!
Walking out of the casino, my face burned, my heart ached with indescribable grievance, and my chest ached.
I hated that damned second uncle. He'd rarely treated me like this since we were kids, but now he'd tricked me again and again. First,
he swindled me out of my allowance, then he tricked me into going to the Flying Internet Cafe, and now he'd left me alone in this place.
I don't know why my second uncle treated me like this, but he showed me what it means to be heartless and ungrateful,
and it reminded me of his words: never trust anyone.
It was past midnight, and I only had less than a hundred yuan left. I forced myself to walk towards school,
each step a painful struggle.
Looking at the starry night sky, the lonely moon hanging in the heavens, I thought of my old friends,
my home—a place where I could be carefree, a place where I could live without worry
.
Suddenly, the phone rang. I took out my phone and saw a text message from my second uncle. It only contained
one sentence :
"If you don't want to be played, you have to rely on yourself. Strive to be a real man. Don't forget to raise enough money for her
medical expenses."
Looking at my phone, I couldn't help but curse. I called my second uncle a bastard, saying he was born without an anus!
He played me like this and still made sarcastic remarks. I was born a man! What's the point of
playing me like this? And what's with the medical expenses?
It was almost 1 a.m. when I got back to school. The school had long since closed, but I still climbed over the wall to get in. It was dark, and I
couldn't see clearly. I almost fell off the wall and died. My phone was smashed to pieces.
My second uncle used to say that good fortune never comes in pairs, and misfortunes never come singly. Holding my broken phone, I felt like dying!
The next morning, I dragged my heavy body to the classroom. My eyes were as dark as a panda's, and my whole body
ached . I had been beaten up in an alley yesterday. I didn't feel the pain yesterday, but after sleeping, I realized what it felt like to be beaten up!
If it weren't for my damn second uncle's crooked idea of tricking me into the Flying Internet Cafe to fight that blond-haired kid,
I wouldn't be suffering like this now! But thinking about it, I'm actually quite proud of myself, because I beat that blond-haired kid without anyone's help
, something I never even dared to dream of before. Due to limited space, follow the WeChat public account [八号追
书阁] and reply with the number 145 to continue reading the exciting story! I had just arrived at the classroom door and hadn't even entered when I saw
a lot of people gathered in the corridor. Seventeen Sister with her short Sassoon haircut was very eye-catching, and Wang Gang and Liu Benqiang were among them. I didn't
know what they were talking about, so I didn't dare to look too much and prepared to go into the classroom.
"Sandwich! Come here!" Suddenly someone shouted. I turned around and saw Wang Gang waving at me, with
Liu Benqiang next to him with a wicked grin on his face. I had a bad feeling, but I still gritted my teeth and walked over.
I figured it was probably Sister Seventeen coming to settle scores with me. Last night at the Flying Internet Cafe, I beat up that blond-haired kid.
If she gets someone to beat me up at school, I'll be doomed...
"Sandwich, why didn't you come over and greet Sister Seventeen? So rude!" Liu Benqiang said
sarcastically . But I felt
really uncomfortable being called "Sandwich," especially after being lectured by this skinny, bullying brat.
I nodded to Sister Seventeen as a greeting. For some reason, I
felt , and I even had the urge to punch Liu Benqiang.
Sister Seventeen stared at me intently. She was wearing a white t-shirt and denim shorts today, giving off a fresh, youthful vibe.
But I didn't dare have any improper thoughts about her. The slap she gave me yesterday still hurt; my face was swollen!
「草你妈的三明治，以后见了十七姐得板板整整的，要不然以后还揍你！听
见了没！」王刚随口骂了一句，转过身笑嘻嘻的看着十七姐，脸上全是巴结的样
子。
十七姐看我的眼神有些不太对劲，甚至有些惊讶的样子，我也不知道怎么想
的，脑子一热说：「关你屁事！」这句话让王刚一愣，刘本强也一愣，好像都听
错了的样子，篇幅有限，关注徽信公众，号[ 八号追书阁] 回复数字１４５，继
续阅读高潮不断！我舔了舔干涩的嘴唇没说话，但却暗暗握紧了拳头，这一刻我
才觉得自己是个真正的男人！王刚立刻瞪圆了眼珠子看着我，脸上满是凶恶的表
情，不过他的眼睛里充满疑惑，我心想就连小黄毛我都能打赢，也一定能打赢他！
I initially thought Wang Gang would attack me, and I was prepared to fight back. But he didn't. He just
stared at me intently, and the more he looked at me, the more confident I felt.
My second uncle once said that in this society, people always pick on the weak. The weaker you are, the easier it is to be bullied.
Forbearance and concession won't earn you dignity. Only when you are strong will others dare not do anything to you. Today, I truly understand
the meaning of those words!

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