[The Days After Leaving the Underworld] (Chapter 4)

Author 　　: 　　Xiao 　　Qinghe 　　Published 　　 :
2015-08-14 　　First 　　 Published
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********** 　　...　　 Currently, not only do real organized crime groups exist in mainland China, but 　　many of them are actually around us; it's just that honest and law-abiding people don't actively seek them out. The underlying reasons 　　are complex and difficult to analyze in detail, and I'm not a sociologist, 　　so I can't fully explain them. I can only say that the fertile ground for organized crime exists, so their existence is therefore justified. 　　When talking about organized crime in mainland China, the first names that come to mind are Qiao Si and Liu Yong. However 　　, strictly speaking, Qiao Si and Liu Yong don't qualify as true organized crime figures; they are more like henchmen and thugs kept by corrupt officials. 　　When protected by powerful figures, they act with impunity and arrogance; once their protection is gone, they are worse than stray dogs. The online 　　stories about Qiao Si overturning the old car are pure fabrication by uneducated, blindly worshipping individuals. Even if they took five kilograms of ecstasy, they wouldn't 　　dare do such a thing. The claim that Qiao Si is still famous in the underworld is utter nonsense. After Qiao Si was executed, even 　　his relatives said they had no contact with him for a long time. After Liu Yong went to jail, one of his distant nephews, who had only served a few years for a minor offense 　　, was released. Afterwards, even when beaten by a thug, he didn't dare fight back, let alone reveal that his uncle was Liu Yong. 　　The Hong Kong triads, which had long since returned to Hong Kong, were large in scale, had many members, and were well-known; they were undoubtedly true triads. 　　The major triad societies in Hong Kong were essentially alliances. The 　　"14K," Hong Kong's oldest triad, had its leader elected from among the leaders of various branches, hence the title "the one in charge," similar to 　　the Secretary-General of the United Nations. He was primarily responsible for coordinating the interests between the branches, serving a two-year term with no 　　possibility of re-election. The later-rising "Sun Yee On" had its leader inherited from the Xiang family, but his power wasn't 　　as great as that of the three top leaders. Before the leaders of the various branches, he was like the Queen and the Prime Minister of England, requiring 　　voting on major issues. 　　The organizational structure of true triads in mainland China is the same as that of Hong Kong's triads. Multiple gang leaders 　　merged to form an alliance. The strongest leader, with the most powerful backing, was essentially the one with the strongest connections 　　. This alliance didn't have the fixed rules of Hong Kong's triads because it was primarily a competition 　　of who had the strongest backing. The term of the top leader was indefinite, but they could be replaced by another leader at any time, and 　　the corrupt officials backing them could be arrested at any moment. 　　The organizational structure of mainland China's real triads is similar to that of Hong Kong's, but they are far less 　　well-known because they are much smaller in scale and dare not be too ostentatious. Some have influence limited to a single district 　　, others to a specific industry; very few have influence beyond a district, and even fewer 　　exceed a city. Saying that Qiao Si was the top leader of a Northeastern triad is utter nonsense. Even the most ambitious gang leader won't 　　expand too much, and certainly won't dare to act like someone else 　　's boss, so powerful that Fang Shilong kneels and apologizes. The claim that Liu Yong slapped Brother Dehua is just someone else exaggerating. The environments are different. In mainland China, being a gangster and 　　acting as arrogantly as you want is practically suicide. 　　Although mainland China's real triads are far less prestigious than Hong Kong's, if the two were to clash one day 　　, the former would easily crush the latter. The reason, fundamentally, is determined by the environment: 　　a person wearing a Rolex can't beat someone who doesn't even own a watch; a dog eating meat can't bite a dog gnawing on bones. 　　The classic South Korean gangster film *The Yellow Sea* might remind viewers of a scene where 　　a Northeastern gangster, who looks every bit like a foreman, hacks a room full of South Korean thugs to death with an axe. He 　　calmly tells the South Korean gang leader, clutching his wound, "Tear a piece of cloth from his shirt for me." 　　The South Korean gang leader, wearing a gold watch, trembles like a subservient grandson and rushes over to bandage his wound. If mainland Chinese 　　gangs were to one day make a major influx into Hong Kong, Hong Kong's triads would behave similarly. 　　In the 1980s, the "Big Circle Gang" landed in Hong Kong, directly targeting Hong Kong's triads for extortion. They reasoned, "We're 　　from the front lines of Laoshan; extorting ordinary people is beneath us, so we'll extort the Hong Kong triads 　　." The "Young and Dangerous" movies were Hong Kong triad propaganda films used to recruit members. Brother Hao Nan and Brother Shan Ji 　　trembled when they encountered the "Big Circle Gang," ready to fight. They argued that men wield bayonets on the battlefield, while the others wield machetes on the streets. 　　If it weren't for the subsequent "Crackdown on Taiwan" in 1984, would any Hong Kong patriots dare to take to the streets to "oppose mainland tourists"? 　　The triad I used to be involved with was in Dongguan Street, where I now live. Unlike Hong Kong triads, it didn't have a formal 　　name, but it was a true mainland-style triad. For the sake of convenience, let's 　　call it the "Dongguan Triad." 　　The "Dongguan Triad" emerged in the late 1980s when the large machinery factory there was still state-owned. However, during the systemic reforms, 　　the factory area became chaotic, leading to the rise of organized crime. In the early 21st century, with the 　　nationwide wave of layoffs, a machinery factory with over 10,000 employees was sold off and subsequently went bankrupt. Although 　　several upscale residential complexes were quickly built in the area, the streets were filled with laid-off workers and their families. The original pillar industry was gone, and 　　specialized service industries flourished, leading to the emergence of more organized crime. 　　The "Dongguan Gang," in its relatively short history of about twenty years, has seen countless different criminal groups emerge, with its leader also...

More than one leader came and went. Later, with increased crackdowns on organized crime, many leaders of the "Dongguan Gang" from different periods were either
arrested or retired, and its power was much smaller than its peak in the early 21st century. Now
, because the Dongguan Street area still has fertile ground for organized crime, the "Dongguan Gang" still exists; the frequent
fights are gone, but its overall size and influence remain considerable.
My former prospective father-in-law, nicknamed Ye Bancheng, was once the head of the "Dongguan Gang" in the 1990s,
a veteran figure. Now he's long since retired from the underworld, spending his days
at home writing recipes, completely no longer involved in organized crime.
Sigh, he's already broken up with someone's daughter, and now he's slept with someone's wife—let's just call him by his nickname.
His ancestors were from the Yehe Nara clan, who adopted a Han surname after the fall of the Qing Dynasty.
With the collapse of the Qing Dynasty and the loss of hereditary stipends, Ye Bancheng's grandfather had no choice but to open a restaurant. Compared to most Manchu bannermen who relied on selling their property to survive after the Qing Dynasty's collapse
, Ye Bancheng's grandfather was a true role model, managing his restaurant to great success and creating
a unique Ye family cuisine that combined Manchu and Han elements. After the public-private partnership reforms in 1949, Ye Bancheng's father went from being a capitalist
to an ordinary worker. Later, in Ye Bancheng's generation, he worked
in the factory canteen of a machinery factory. Ye Bancheng was very shrewd. When he was a head chef in
the canteen, he always gave the same amount of food to both managers and ordinary workers, but halved the meat and egg portions for the workers. But he
was incredibly skilled at serving rice and vegetables. He could easily scoop out different portions from the same large bowl of food with his rice ladle,
and the workers couldn't say anything about it. That's why the workers gave him that
nickname. The character "盛" (sheng) actually meant serving rice and vegetables, but because it's a polyphonic character, it became "Ye Bancheng" (叶半成
).
Back then, the machinery factory was a large factory with over 10,000 workers and many affiliated businesses, such as
the state-run restaurant and shops within the factory area. During the systemic reforms of the 1980s, the factory remained state-
owned, but the state-run restaurants and shops were privatized through a model that encouraged individual contracting. Ye Bancheng was
shrewd and cunning, maintaining excellent relationships with factory leaders. He essentially got away with it by resigning and taking over a
restaurant.
In China, chefs are divided into nine levels, and to obtain a level nine chef's certificate, one needs a unique signature dish. After Ye
Bancheng took over a restaurant, he earned a Level 9 chef's certificate thanks to his family's unique culinary recipes. Objectively speaking, his
cooking skills were indeed exceptional. With the prestigious Level 9 chef's reputation, the restaurant's business flourished. With money came
power, and at that time, several criminal gangs emerged in Dongguan Street. Ye Bancheng also joined the underworld, leveraging his
extensive connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds to eventually become the head of the "Dongguan Gang."
How did a chef become a gang leader? Well, anyone in the legitimate world knows that you can't mess with
the head chef of a restaurant. If you offend him, the consequences can be severe.
If you don't believe me, think about it: if I gave you a knife, would you dare kill a chicken, let alone kill someone? Anyone who's ever witnessed a chicken being slaughtered
knows that the process begins with cutting the chicken's neck, then holding it by its wings and letting the blood flow into a bowl placed on the ground.
The chicken isn't truly dead until all the blood has drained; otherwise, the meat is inedible with blood still inside. Watching the blood
flow continuously before your eyes, and seeing the chicken still moving even after the blood has drained—this process lasts for several minutes and is definitely a considerable psychological test.
If you're not convinced, try slaughtering a chicken yourself and see if you can endure it until the last drop of blood is drawn. After thinking about
the process of slaughtering a chicken, remember that this is what chefs do. So don't really challenge a chef, because for
them, seeing blood is nothing special.
The culinary profession requires a master-apprentice system of transmission. The definition of organized crime is broad, and in a broad sense, the culinary profession
has historically been associated with organized crime. Ye Bancheng, a level nine chef, naturally had many apprentices.
His apprentices, after completing their training and becoming senior chefs, also took on apprentices, resulting in a large group of apprentices and grand-apprentices. Ye Bancheng
's rule for taking on apprentices was that they must first master the fundamentals—remaining unfazed even when faced with blood. Only when the apprentice could kill chickens and fish without
flinching would he begin formally teaching them culinary skills. In fact, this is how proper traditional chefs operate. If you
can't even kill a chicken or butcher a fish, what kind of chef are you? You might as well go home and watch cartoons with your cat.
Having a large group of apprentices and grand-apprentices who had already seen blood was equivalent to having a group of truly daring henchmen.
After Ye Bancheng started his involvement in the underworld, he quickly became the boss of the "Dongguan Gang." However, Ye Bancheng was very clever. After being
a gang leader for several years, as soon as he sensed the crackdown on organized crime was intensifying, he immediately retired from the underworld. He even
sold his thriving restaurant and closed it down. He then used his advanced age as a shield, refusing to get involved in
underworld affairs no matter who asked him for help.
In reality, in China's organized crime scene, this kind of boss is the one who truly understands the ways of the world.
The saying "Once you're in the game, you're not in control" that gang leaders in Hong Kong gangster movies often use is just an excuse for not truly wanting to quit. For underlings,
it's hard to quit if the boss doesn't allow it, but for the boss, truly deciding to quit isn't difficult at all.
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II. My Former Future Brother-in-Law
My former future mother-in-law, Shi Liping, who is like Sister Shuzhen, and the parents of her second daughter's current boyfriend, came to our house
for a meeting between the two sets of parents. She took leave these past few days and didn't go to work at the community office, so she didn't have a chance to come and play SM with me, her former future son-in-law
. I'd been staying home for days, my days and nights completely reversed. This day, after sleeping until the afternoon, I was so
tired of being cooped up at home that I washed my face and went for a stroll.
When things aren't going well, everything goes wrong. I'd walked quite a distance and it was getting dark when I started walking back . Suddenly, it
started pouring rain. I had to take shelter under the eaves of a building by the roadside. The rain didn't stop for over an hour. Just as I stepped out from under the eaves
, a Toyota Jeep suddenly drove up behind me, its wheels skidding over a puddle and splashing
mud all over my face and body.
I was already annoyed by the rain while I was just out for a stroll, and then a Japanese car splashed mud on my face for no reason. I...
A surge of anger welled up inside me. Just then, the Toyota Jeep screeched to a halt a short distance in front of me. Five
men got out, some bald, some tattooed—clearly street thugs. But instead of
apologizing, they stopped a Hyundai Jeep coming from the opposite direction and forcibly dragged someone out
.
I stopped and looked ahead. I recognized the man being dragged from the car; he was
the brother of another ex-girlfriend—the same ex-girlfriend whose Mercedes I'd borrowed from her a few days ago. My former brother-in-law, named Qian Xiaowei, was also 　　the son of
Qian Dana, the eighth-level fitter I apprenticed under when I worked at the machine factory . 　　Wiping the mud off my face, I stormed over, not because the five thugs had kidnapped 　　my ex-girlfriend's brother and my master's son, but because ever since my discharge from the mental hospital, 　　I'd wanted to fight the underworld to show I was cutting ties with them. But I'd been mistreated because they considered me mentally ill, and today 　　I finally had the chance to act without any rhetoric. 　　Sigh, the underworld these days is truly despicable. 　　"Those who think they need to go to the hospital can leave now! Jiang Lang, come here. Since you're the boss, why don't you explain yourself 　　? Driving in the rain, splashing someone with mud, even if you're in a hurry, shouldn't you at least get out of the lane and apologize? 　　Don't you even know basic manners? What kind of education did you receive at driving school? Come here and let's reason with each other. You're busy, and instead of apologizing 　　, you start swearing! I got angry and we started fighting. Is it my fault?" 　　"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, don't be angry, don't be angry! It's not your fault, it's not your fault. I wasn't looking at you, it's our fault 　　, it's our fault..." 　　"Alright, that's enough. It looks like it's going to rain again. Fine, I'm leaving. You guys get back to what you were doing 　　!" 　　"No, no, no...it's nothing serious, it's just...just a little misunderstanding with Brother Wei...it's going to rain again, 　　we're leaving now, I'll treat you to drinks another day, hehehe..." 　　 The bruised and battered man climbed into the Toyota Jeep and hurriedly drove off. The leader of the five thugs was named 　　Jiang Lang. He was around thirty years old, from a rural coastal area in southwestern Liaoning, I don't know exactly where. 　　A few years ago, he came to the city and started a street food stall selling "seafood stir-fry," a 　　traditional Northeastern-style seafood snack made with clams, mantis shrimp, and other small seafood stir-fried in a small pot with a spicy flavor. Later, he switched to 　　the underworld, sporting a roguish hairstyle with a small braid on top, and his arms and legs were covered in tattoos, making him look 　　more like a yakuza than the Japanese Yamaguchi-gumi, though he was actually just a cowardly and clueless small fry. Now, I don't know 　　which big boss he's working for, but he drives a Toyota Jeep and has a few henchmen under him; it seems he's finally made a name for himself 　　. 　　 My former brother-in-law, Qian Xiaowei, who was abducted on the street by Jiang Lang and his four henchmen, is a complete good- 　　for-nothing, but he's lucky to have a sister who's as beautiful as Lin Chiling. He was originally a laid-off worker struggling 　　financially, but then his sister married a wealthy businessman, bought him a big house, and helped him marry a beautiful and 　　capable wife. His wife used to work in a flower shop, and after helping him get married, she even funded their 　　flower shop. 　　 Sigh, I've long since broken up with his sister, so I shouldn't call her a relative anymore; I'll just call her by her first name. 　　 This Qian Xiaowei is now around thirty-five years old. He's not very capable, but his wife is very competent and 　　runs the flower shop his sister helped him open very well. He had a career, a house, a car, a wife, and a wealthy younger sister and brother-in-law who supported him. 　　One would think he was living a comfortable life, but Qian Xiaowei was utterly irresponsible. He had 　　two vices that were absolutely unacceptable for a married man: drinking and gambling. Once he had a few drinks, he'd say anything; once he sat down at the table, he'd forget everything. 　　He caused his parents a lot of worry, as did his sister and brother-in-law, and he had no standing with his wife. 　　 I didn't need to ask; my former brother-in-law had been beaten up by a gang of thugs, either for drinking or 　　gambling. Since it was a fight in the first place, I didn't bother asking about his messy affairs. I 　　helped him up from the ground and wiped the mud off my hands and clothes. "Brother Wei, are you alright? If you're okay, 　　I'll be going now!" 　　 "Oh dear, brother-in-law and sister-in-law, even if we break bones, the tendons are still connected!" Qian Xiaowei covered his face and exclaimed 　　to me. He was about to explain why he was beaten when I had already walked past him, but he quickly chased after me and stopped 　　me. 　　 "Brother, I'll definitely treat you to drinks another day for helping me fight. But... right now, you need to do 　　me a small favor: help me drive home! We own a flower shop, you know, and I just went to get some stock. But I'm covered in 　　blood and mud, and if I go home like this, your wife will definitely nag me. I have a short temper, and we might even get into a fight 　　. So, when you see your wife, just tell her I ran into some acquaintances on the way, and they insisted I go drinking. They said you 　　shouldn't drive after drinking, and the flowers in the car might wilt, so I just happened to run into you and asked you to drive me home." 　　 I hadn't really helped him with the fight, and if I helped him with this, I'd have to lie for him, so I didn't want to do 　　Qian Xiaowei's favor. Seeing that I didn't want to help, Qian Xiaowei bowed and offered me cigarettes, practically begging to kowtow. 　　After all, his father was my mentor, so I had no choice but to nod and agree. Seeing that I had agreed to help, Qian Xiaowei told me to 　　smoke and keep quiet. He then took out his phone and, based on what he had just told me, made a lie to his wife. He then 　　gave me the car keys and the access card for the residential complex, opened the car door, and pushed me into his Hyundai Jeep. 　　 Because he ran a flower shop, Qian Xiaowei's Hyundai Jeep had its rear seats modified to be removable. 　　When he needed to haul goods, he could temporarily remove the rear seats, freeing up a considerable amount of space in the cargo area. I had helped Qian Xiaowei 　　modify his Hyundai Jeep in the first place; after all, his father was my mentor, and he and his sister had long since broken up, so 　　Qian Xiaowei and I still kept in touch. 　　 Sigh, I'm really hopeless. I can fix cars without any training, but I just can't seem to learn how to drive. 　　I can't drive a German-made Mercedes well, so I certainly can't drive a South Korean-made Hyundai well either, and to make matters worse, it started raining. Qian Xiaowei's house was also...

He lived in Dongguan Street, in a high-end residential area called "Jiayuan Xincun." It should normally be a ten-minute drive, but
it took me almost half an hour to drive into his neighborhood.
Qian Xiaowei's wife's name was Li Wei. She was about thirty-one or thirty-two years old, around 1.65 meters tall, with a
standard yet full figure, fair and delicate skin, and a round, oval face—very much like the renowned mature female celebrity
Xu Qing.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry to trouble you with this rainy day!" Having received a call from my husband beforehand,
I drove to her garage, where Li Wei was waiting for me.
Because they ran a flower shop, Qian Xiaowei's family had bought two adjacent garages—one for parking and the other
for storing and processing flowers. I had originally planned to just drive there and leave, but it was raining, and the car
was full of flowers, so I got out and helped unload them. The truck was loaded with roses that had just been cut from the greenhouse.
They were heavy with stems and leaves, sprayed with water, and the stems still had thorns. By the time I had moved all the flowers into the garage and arranged them,
I was covered in petals and leaves, had several thorns stuck in my hands, and my clothes were soaked through by the rain.
After helping unload the truck, I said goodbye to Li Wei, pulled the thorns from my hands, and turned to leave. Li Wei quickly stopped me, saying,
"Your clothes are soaked. Come upstairs, I'll find you some clothes to change into before you go. Don't catch a cold!"
I followed Li Wei upstairs to her house. As soon as Li Wei entered, she habitually started nagging me, "Sigh, Xiaowei
, I took the kids to his grandpa's house this afternoon. The flowers we ordered yesterday were supposed to be picked up, so I asked him to drive. Who
knew he'd go drinking on the way? I had to trouble you to drive the car back for him." After saying that, she looked me up and down, pointed
to the bathroom, and said, "You're covered in grass and mud. Take off your clothes and go take a shower!"
Li Wei's clothes were also soaked. After saying that, she lowered her head and went into the bedroom to change. Although Li Wei
closed the door immediately after entering the bedroom, I couldn't help but turn my head and glance back.
I slept with Li Wei a few times, but to be honest, it wasn't entirely because I was lustful; it was mostly due to
a few accidental opportunities that easily led to trouble.
The first time was when a heating pipe in Li Wei's house suddenly burst in the middle of the night. Her husband, a heavy drinker and gambler,
had gone off somewhere drinking and playing mahjong that night, and she couldn't reach him by phone. Although her father-in-law was a skilled fitter, he was old and had
difficulty walking, so Li Wei had to ask me for help. By the time I got there and fixed the heating pipe, my clothes were completely soaked.
It was a freezing winter night, and it was the middle of the night, so Li Wei let me stay at her place. And so, what shouldn't have happened
, happened naturally.
After that night, neither Li Wei nor I initiated contact about sleeping together; we both pretended that nothing that shouldn't have happened had occurred
. But later, similar accidental opportunities arose, and Li Wei and I had a few more instances of
things that shouldn't have happened. Later, Li Wei and I pretended nothing had happened, but during our next few sexual encounters, Li Wei, who had a masochistic
tendency, made the sex feel very BDSM-like. However, neither of us initiated contact because of the sex.
Actually, for married men like my former brother-in-law, Qian Xiaowei, nine out of ten are likely to be
cuckolded, and the responsibility ultimately lies with the husband.
I was taking a shower in Li Wei's bathroom, unconsciously pondering these things, when Li Wei
opened the sliding door a crack from the outside, stood sideways outside the bathroom door, and only reached in with one hand, handing me
a set of her husband's clothes.
Actually, Li Wei had no intention of seducing me. We'd had many opportunities to be together over the years, and she had never tried to seduce me.
But then I realized I'd already broken up with her husband's sister, and now that I was determined to leave the underworld
, I had no more reservations about becoming her bed partner. In a moment of impulsiveness, I opened the bathroom door, walked out, and suddenly grabbed
Li Wei, carrying her into the bedroom without a word.
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III. Under the Wedding Photo Hanging Above the Bed
"Oh...oh...oh...gentle...gentle...your...is bigger than his...bigger than his...
I can't...can't take it..."
I pushed my ex-girlfriend's sister-in-law, Li Wei, onto her bed.
Under the wedding photo of her and her husband hanging above the bed, as I forcibly removed her newly changed clothes, Li Wei resisted violently. Once I had her naked
, pressed myself against her, and forced myself on her, Li Wei quickly stopped resisting. I'd had sex with her
a few times before, and I knew perfectly well that my ex-girlfriend's sister-in-law had masochistic tendencies and actually
enjoyed the feeling of being forced into.
"Ah...ah...ah...slower...slower...don't go so deep...his isn't as long as yours...
when I did it with him...he couldn't go this deep...I'm a little...a little...a little uncomfortable..."
At the prime of her youth, Li Wei possessed a mature and beautiful demeanor, and her body was incredibly alluring. Her skin was fair
and delicate, her flesh soft, her thighs rounded, her hips full, and her breasts, around a D-cup, were perfectly
firm and looked and felt wonderful to the touch.
I slowed the pace and intensity of my thrusting, grabbed one of Li Wei's large, white breasts with one hand, pressed her head down
, and forcefully kissed her for a while. After releasing her lips, I pressed my cheek against hers and asked, "Sister-in-law, are you comfortable now that I'm moving like this?"
Li Wei groaned and said, "You...you shouldn't call me sister-in-law anymore...you and Xiao Liang broke up a long time ago...we
...and in bed...it sounds really awkward to me..." She closed her eyes for a moment, seemingly humiliated, then opened them and
pushed against my chest with both hands, "We...we..." "Let 's not do this... You and Xiaoliang broke up a long time ago...
It's not right for us to be like this..."
I chuckled and said, "Sister-in-law, Xiaoliang and I broke up a long time ago, there's nothing wrong with us doing this!" Li Wei couldn't help but
chuckle as well. I pinched her breast and asked her, "But I do feel
a little awkward calling you sister-in-law. What should I call you now? You tell me!"
Li Wei thought for a moment and said, "Everyone calls me by my nickname, but if you call me Xiaowei, it sounds even more awkward. Sigh..."
" We often run into each other since we live in the same area. You haven't been dating Xiaoliang for a long time, so we've actually been friends for a while now. I'm
a little younger than you, but my Xiaowei is older than you, so you can call me 'sister' from now on!"
At this point, Li Wei had already accepted having sex with me. Actually, her warm, moist vagina
was already completely wet when I first inserted my penis into her. My former brother-in-law's wife has a masochistic tendency, so naturally, I had to
arouse it to make sex with her more exciting. So, I took advantage of the situation and suddenly began thrusting my penis violently
, one hand firmly squeezing one of her large, white breasts, the other gently gripping her neck.
"Ah...ah...ah...no...no..." Ye Liwei screamed in terror, but in reality,
she really enjoyed the feeling. She became even more aroused, and her moist, beautiful vagina instantly overflowed with even more
lustful fluid, which flowed down to the inner thighs with each thrust of my penis.
Married women with masochistic tendencies often enjoy being verbally humiliated. Seeing that I had quickly aroused Liwei's desire
, I thrust vigorously into her vagina. Taking advantage of her earlier suggestion to call me "sister," I
asked in a humiliatingly vulgar tone, "Sister, if I grab your neck, squeeze your big breasts, and fuck you hard with my big cock, will you feel
good enough?" "
Upon hearing my humiliating words, Li Wei's vagina involuntarily contracted several times, but at the same time, out of female
instinctual shame, she closed her eyes in humiliation and did not answer. I took the opportunity to pinch one of her nipples
hard and asked her again, 'Sister-in-law, tell me, does it feel good when I fuck you?'
'Oh—' she screamed in pain, still closing her eyes in humiliation, and Li Wei said softly
, 'Comfortable...comfortable...'
I took the opportunity to pinch her nipple hard again, and as Li Wei screamed in pain again, I involuntarily opened my tightly
closed eyes, stared at her face and asked, 'Sister-in-law, tell me, where does it feel good?'
Mature women with masochistic tendencies not only enjoy being humiliated by vulgar language, but also enjoy being guided to
utter vulgarities themselves. Due to their instinctive sense of pride, they find it difficult to say it out loud." This requires
a feeling of being forced, a mental excuse to force oneself to utter the vulgar words.
Li Wei, after being interrogated by me while my nipples were pinched, actually wanted to utter the vulgar words, but she mentally
found a way to justify herself, her expression becoming even more humiliated, while simultaneously moaning with even greater excitement, saying, "It's...it's
my pussy...my pussy...it feels so good..."
I began to guide Li Wei into a state of being manipulated, and taking advantage of the situation, I continued to pinch her nipples and forcefully asked, "Sister, tell
me, what is it that makes your pussy feel so good?" "
Li Wei groaned in humiliation as she replied, 'It's...it's your cock...fucking my...my pussy...it
feels so good...'"
Li Wei was usually a very proper woman, and under my interrogation, being able to say "pussy" and "cock"
was already her limit. I looked up and glanced at the wedding photo of her and her husband hanging above the bed, and after thinking for a moment,
I didn't force Li Wei to say anything more vulgar. I picked her up by the shoulders, stroking her full, soft
buttocks, and said, "Come on, sister-in-law, now you're on top, and I'll fuck you from below." “
Oh…oh…oh…” Li Wei groaned as she straddled me, one hand reaching forward to support my stomach
, the other to support one of my thighs. She squatted down, her feet on the bed, and began to move up and down, stroking
my penis. Seeing me thrusting in and out with her rhythm, she pressed my stomach and said, “Gently…
gently…your…your penis…is thicker and longer than his…it goes in so deep…I
…I can’t take it…you lie still…I’ll move on you…”
I stopped moving my hips up and down, reached out and grabbed one of Ye Wei’s large, white breasts,
kneading it back and forth, and asked her, “Sister, who is this ‘him’ you’re talking about? Besides my brother Wei, have you slept with anyone else?”
Li Wei understood the meaning behind my question and, as if to deliberately humiliate her, said, "It's ...it's my husband...it's your penis...thicker and longer than my husband's... "
She glanced up
at the wedding photo hanging above the bed and added, "After I got married...besides you...I haven't
slept with any other man besides my husband..."
Sensing Li Wei's reluctance to discuss her husband, I winked and grinned mischievously, kneading her large, white breasts
as I asked, "Sis, did my big penis fuck you well? Now that Xiao Liang and I aren't together anymore, we
don't have any worries anymore. I'll come and fuck you often, not just fuck you, but also play with you in different ways, train you, okay?" "
At this point, Li Wei was even more aroused. Hearing my words, she quickened her movements, her moans
turning into loud, wanton cries. 'Okay...okay...you can come and fuck me often...play with me, train
me...actually, I've wanted you to train me for a long time...but I always felt...you used to be Xiao Liang's boyfriend
...I can't have this kind of relationship with you...'
Li Wei was far inferior to that top-tier slut Wang Ting, who sold mullet pancakes. Her skills in the missionary position were also far inferior to
Wang Ting's. With her feet on the bed and her lower body dangling above my lower body, she quickly became covered in sweat and exhausted after sitting on my penis for a short while
. However, her erogenous zones were also lower than that of the top-tier slut Wang Ting; at this point
..." I was nearing climax. Taking
advantage of the moment, I made Li Wei stand up from me, her plump, white buttocks raised as she lay face down on the bed, and I began to
actively fuck her from behind. I thrust violently for a short while, far from reaching the point of ejaculation, when Li Wei's
body convulsed, reaching an intense orgasm that nearly made her faint.
My penis was still rock hard, but Li Wei's orgasm was so intense that
after the initial shock subsided, she lay weakly on the bed, panting heavily. I didn't want to continue fucking her immediately. Just then,
my stomach growled. I remembered that I hadn't gotten up until the afternoon and hadn't even had breakfast or lunch,
so I couldn't help but ask Ye Wei, "Sis, I haven't had dinner yet. I'm hungry. Do you have anything to eat?"
Li Wei said weakly, "I went to my husband's house this afternoon and brought back some stewed lamb trotters.
They're in the refrigerator in the kitchen. Go get some yourself!"
I took a small bowl of stewed lamb trotters from Li Wei's refrigerator. Feeling it wasn't convenient to eat in the bedroom, I put it
on the coffee table in the living room and sat on the sofa to eat.
Li Wei and I had made love once, and she experienced a very intense orgasm. Now that I
had long since broken up with her husband's sister, she felt no pressure about having sex with me. Li Wei was completely relaxed at this point,
wearing only a slip dress and coming from the bedroom to the living room to sit next to me on the sofa.
Because women don't usually eat at night, she didn't eat the stewed lamb trotters with me. Instead, I watched as her tempting pair of
fair, large breasts sat on the sofa, munching on the stewed lamb trotters.
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Li Wei, with her alluring white breasts, sat beside me watching me eat stewed lamb trotters. Suddenly, she covered her mouth and laughed
, tugging at my arm and saying, "Alright, stop eating this. It's too greasy to eat this so late at night.
I can see you're really hungry. I'll cook you some instant noodles. There's half a watermelon in the fridge; take it out and
cut a couple of slices. Have some fruit to cleanse your palate."
Having already eaten half a meal, I didn't let Li Wei cook instant noodles. Li Wei took half a watermelon from the fridge, grabbed
a fruit knife, cut off a few slices, and sat down at the coffee table to eat watermelon with me. I ate two or three slices,
while Li Wei only ate a small piece. She had been sweating profusely during sex, and eating watermelon made her hands sticky. Afterward,
she went to the bathroom to take a shower. Li Wei said I had just finished eating, and after leaving the bathroom, she didn't immediately continue sex with me
. Instead, she sat down with me on the living room sofa and we chatted.
Sex is the best way for men and women to communicate. Now that I've broken up with her sister, she
feels no pressure about having sex with me anymore. After we had sex once and experienced intense pleasure, Li Wei and I became more
open with each other, and we had no more reservations about what to talk about.
After chatting for a while, seeing that my penis was hard, Li Wei reached out and stroked it for me. She gave me a mischievous smile, then
asked me very seriously, "Hey, I have a question for you. You and Ye Na aren't together anymore
, so don't lie, tell me the truth. A few days ago, I accidentally saw you and Ye Na's mother chatting
and laughing intimately behind the building of the Aimin Community Office. Ye Na's mother isn't young, but she looks young and beautiful,
quite like Chingmy Yau. You've broken up with her daughter, and you two are still so intimate. You even slept with my ex-girlfriend's sister-in-law
, and you slept with Ye Na's mother." "No?"
Of course, I couldn't tell my ex-girlfriend's sister-in-law about sleeping with her mother. Luckily,
I've always been a liar, so I immediately shook my head firmly and said, "That's really not true. Ye Na's
dad... before I even started dating Ye Na, he wanted to take me on as an apprentice and teach
me to cook. Before I started dating Ye Na, he was my master. Ye Na's mom
... she really does look a lot like Chingmy Yau, but even if I'm immature, I can't lay a hand on my master's wife and mother-in-law!"
Based on my experience of lying since childhood, I wanted to... To make a lie sound convincing, to make a lie seem like the truth
, I stared directly at Li Wei and added, "Sister, you know in your heart that the reason we slept together before
was because of those few special opportunities. Otherwise, none of that would have happened. So you should
know me pretty well. I'm the type who has the desire but not the guts. Besides, Ye Na's mother is a really
nice person. Before I dated her daughter, I was already her father's apprentice. She's quite
friendly to me now, but since I dated her daughter for a while and then broke up, we have to avoid people when we run into each other to chat.
" "I don't need to explain in detail, sis, you should understand."
Li Wei nodded at me after listening and said, "Yeah, I still believe you about this. It's just that I accidentally
saw you chatting with Ye Na's mother behind the building that day, so I asked you a question."
No matter how well you lie, you still have a guilty conscience. With the intention of changing the subject, I made a wronged expression,
then smiled and asked Li Wei in return, "Sis, now we're both relaxed. I feel that you have a strong M tendency and
have probably been involved in SM for quite a while. Now that we're even closer, tell me the truth,
have you ever played SM with other people before?"
"Sigh—" Li Wei sighed deeply, "You know what kind of person your brother Xiao Wei is! He's
actually quite lecherous, but in recent years he's been drinking more and more. You see him as strong and energetic, but
he's completely ruined by drinking. He can't even carry half a bag of rice upstairs now. Sigh, let me tell you the truth now, starting three
years ago, he didn't have erectile dysfunction, but he developed premature ejaculation. When we're together, it's over in one, two, three rounds." She sighed again,
"You know, the kids are all grown up, and I've put up with him for so many years, what else can I do? But I'm over thirty and quite
normal, and I don't dare to mess around outside, so I can only find satisfaction online."
Li Wei smiled shyly and said, "Now that we're not strangers, I'll tell you the truth, I only
came into contact with SM online. I've never dared to find a real-life BDSM partner, but I've played online BDSM with people. You know,
online, if you don't serve the other person, they won't serve you either, so when I play online BDSM, I..."
"I've shown my face online, both above and below," Li
Wei said with an even more shy smile. "Hey, I've told you the truth! This afternoon I took the kids to
his grandpa's for dinner, and left them there when I got back. I knew your brother Xiaowei would definitely be out drinking tonight
, so I had an excuse to help me with some chores. I was thinking of playing online games with someone at home by myself. I didn't expect him
to go drinking halfway there, and you even drove the car for me. Oh well, it's fate!"
"Hey, it really is fate!" I muttered to myself smugly, suppressing my smug
smile, and said to Li Wei, "Sis, since we're already playing around, let's have some fun! Go inside,
find some sexy lingerie for the bed, and maybe wear some high heels too. Afterwards, we'll have a good time!"
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Li Wei didn't say anything, but immediately stood up from the sofa, went into the bedroom, and closed the door behind her. I sat on
the living room sofa for a few minutes, then Li Wei opened the door and let me into the bedroom. She had taken off her tank top
nightgown, leaving her wearing only a black SM-style thong. To be honest, the thong was definitely
SM-themed, with a black fox tail attached to the back—not the kind with an anal plug, but fixed
to the top.
After I entered the bedroom, Li Wei, with her fair and plump buttocks raised, knelt on the bed. I walked
over and patted her butt. Li Wei groaned and turned to look at me. I couldn't help but ask,
"Sis, you really have SM stuff at home? Anything else?"
Li Wei twisted her neck and looked up at me, saying, "No, the only thing related to SM is this pair of underwear.
I didn't buy it as SM stuff; I saw this one online when I was buying underwear and thought it looked fun, so I just
bought it for a dollar."
Glancing at my erect penis, Li Wei said to me in a conciliatory tone, "Oh, you know I don't
do it often. I really can't handle yours. I just came, and I definitely can't handle doing it again right away.
How about this, you play with me for a while. If you feel unsatisfied because you haven't ejaculated yet, I'll also give you oral
sex until you come."
I stood by the window with my erect penis. Li Wei turned around, facing out of the bed, sticking her white, plump buttocks up high, and
put her head in front of my lower body, taking my penis in her mouth and giving me oral sex. Seeing that Li Wei had just taken off her
thin, soft slip dress and placed it on the bed, I casually grabbed it and rolled it into a whip
shape, gently lashing Li Wei's fair, plump buttocks.
My ex-girlfriend's sister-in-law and I had just gotten into the swing of things with our SM training when Li Wei
's phone suddenly rang. Li Wei jumped in fright, biting my penis, causing me
to cry out in pain. Li Wei quickly grabbed the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and gestured for me
to be quiet. "It's my wife's mother calling. The child might be upset and wants to see me. Don't make a sound!"
After answering her mother-in-law's call, Li Wei tossed the phone onto the bed, gave me a helpless look,
and said, "Sigh, we can't play today. Xiao Liang went back to her parents' house tonight and had another argument with her father-in-law
. Her mother-in-law wants me to go over and talk to her. We're relying on them, and it's only a little past eight, so I can't refuse
. I have to hurry over."
Li Wei's sister-in-law, my ex-girlfriend, is named Qian Xiaoliang. She was born in 1979 (Year of the Sheep),
a little older than me. Tall, long-legged, slim-waisted, and busty, her figure is very similar to Lin Chi-ling's.
While her appearance isn't like Lin Chi-ling's, she's always polite and enthusiastic, much like Lin Chi-ling in that regard. I can now understand why my
ex-girlfriend, who's like Lin Chi-ling, married that Mr. Wang after we broke up. But
my mentors, Mr. and Mrs. Qian, still
can't understand why their daughter married a wealthy businessman much older than themselves. They refuse to live in the big house their daughter bought them, and they've never accepted any money from her
. Every time their daughter visits her parents' home, especially my mentor, Mr. Qian, an eighth-grade fitter,
they still argue about it frequently.
Li Wei rushed to her father-in-law's house to mediate, so I had to go back home. However, because of
the unfinished sex, I suddenly felt motivated. Now that I've decided to leave the underworld
, I can't keep drifting through life like this; I need to find a legitimate job to earn money.
Previously, when I was learning fitter work at the machine factory, I had indeed mastered the skills quite well. However, before I could even get my fitter's certificate, 　　I left the factory
after protesting my master's layoff and smashing the car of a Hong Kong businessman . Besides fitter work, I don't know how to do anything else, so finding a job seems quite difficult 　　. I considered starting my own business, but I had painstakingly saved 200,000 yuan, which I recently gave to 　　Wang Ting to help her and her husband settle a matter involving the damage to a gangster's sports car . 　　 After much deliberation, I finally came up with a desperate solution: to 　　partner with two brothers named Ma Wen and Ma Li, who run a small restaurant in my neighborhood. Their 　　restaurant is currently struggling. I had seriously studied cooking for a while with my former future father-in-law, a level-nine chef. 　　Although I only learned the basics, because I love fish, I still 　　learned some proper cooking techniques for river fish dishes. Therefore, although they had no capital at all, given 　　their experience learning culinary skills from a level nine chef, Marvin and Ma Li should 　　be able to accept taking a purely technical stake in the business.

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