[The Prison of Desire] Part 2 Fanfiction Sequel

This book is a sequel to "The Prison of Desire" and its 16th fanfiction chapter. It continues the story from the sixteenth chapter
. The original work is a fairly good erotic novel, characterized by its abundant and exciting sex scenes
. While I don't dare to expect the sex scenes to be exactly the same as the original, the plot could be strengthened to make the story and characters more fleshed out.
Those interested can read the original first. The protagonists, Tang Fei and Song Xuan, are childhood sweethearts, a handsome couple, but
there's also the open and covert competition between classmates, and their parents vying for power and influence in the political and business worlds. As the
saying goes, everything in the world is related to sex except for sex itself, and the only thing related to sex itself is power. The total word count is tentatively set at 200,000. The final word count 　　will be determined
based on the official reception and my own writing experience . This article was originally published on Longtan Book Network; 001 is not the first publication. 　　"You're ruthless!" Upon 　　hearing this, Zhan Tianxiang was suddenly enlightened. "Yes, if we can't get through the front door, why not try the back door?" Song Xuan 　　struggled and twisted her body angrily, but to no avail. 　　Behind her, Zhan Tianxiang held his erect, slightly purplish-hard penis and began to roughly rub against Song Xuan's tender anus. 　　But it wasn't so easy to succeed; her anus was already tight, and Song Xuan was struggling. 　　Ding Min, her body limp and weak from being fucked, watched him, his face flushed with anxiety, unable to find the right spot. She 　　was both amused and annoyed: "You idiot, you've never even been fucked in the ass! Go get some lubricant... Ah... 　　Gently, little sword, I'm talking to him, what are you doing... Ah... Put some on your fingers first, then push it in. 　　Once you can insert two fingers, your penis will be almost there too..." 　　Zhan Tianxiang, as if receiving a divine decree or a secret manual, happily followed Ding Min's instructions and found a small bottle of lubricant, probably 　　bought along with sex toys, specifically for sex. He put some on his fingers and then applied it to Song Xuan's tender anus 　　. Feeling it wasn't enough, he applied more. Song Xuan wasn't inherently resistant to this novel approach, but it depended on who she was with; 　　at this moment, all she felt was the humiliation of being played with. 　　Resistance was futile. With the lubricant, the tender anus was easily breached by fingers. 　　After a few back-and-forth movements, it adapted, the sphincter muscles relaxed, and with a little more lubricant, two fingers could enter . After a few thrusts and movements, 　　it moved in and out freely. 　　Zhan Tianxiang, already impatient, gripped his penis, ready to insert it, but still worried about obstruction, so he also applied 　　some lubricant to his penis. He probed the tender anus a few more times with his fingers, widening it outwards, and then, with his other hand, he inserted it. 　　The moment she was penetrated, Song Xuan cried out "Ah!" as if another psychological defense had been destroyed. 　　She closed her eyes, enduring the simultaneous assault from both ends. The moment Zhan Tianxiang inserted it, she almost ejaculated from pleasure; the feeling was 　　unprecedented, far more pleasurable than any previous attempt at penetration. 　　The sensation was incredibly tight, twisting and turning, the entire penis gripped tightly, every cell feeling 　　the warm pressure. Zhan Tianxiang was slightly dizzy with pleasure. His penis slowly withdrew, then plunged in again, savoring the 　　unparalleled, bone-melting sensation. Each thrust was more powerful than the last, as if he wanted to penetrate even deeper. 　　The four of them were experiencing this simultaneously, something none of them had ever done before. They were all immersed in unprecedented excitement and stimulation. Song Xuan, who 　　had initially resisted, now had to admit it was an unprecedented experience. Although she 　　had tried all sorts of things with Tang Fei before, and had had novel experiences with Tomson and Ding Jian, those were all one-on-one 　　encounters. Being penetrated simultaneously from both ends was a first. 　　It felt as if her entire body was filled and stretched open. It was a pity that the one in front was a dildo, which detracted from the experience. Fortunately, it 　　was Ding Jian from behind who was exerting force, no longer the rough, forceful thrusts of Ding Min. Although she resisted internally, she couldn't 　　deny that waves of pleasure were spreading through her. 　　All four were immersed in incredibly stimulating pleasure, including the forced Song Xuan. Ding Jian watched his penis 　　penetrate his sister's vagina; with each thrust, her buttocks trembled, the sensation transmitting to Song Xuan. 　　He had the illusion that he was simultaneously fucking two women he deeply loved. 　　Ding Min felt that Ding Jian's penis was exceptionally powerful tonight, leaving her breathless. Each thrust seemed 　　to use internal force, incredibly strong, as if it wanted to pierce her through. However, she genuinely enjoyed it. Her attention was more 　　focused on Song Xuan, who was being vigorously fucked in rhythm with Ding Jian. She wanted to see if this 　　woman, usually like a princess, the woman men worshipped, also had a lewd and wanton side. 　　The most unrestrained was probably Zhan Tianxiang. After a few dozen thrusts, he couldn't resist the unprecedented stimulation: 　　"Song Xuan... ah... I'm going to fuck you to death... ah." With a low growl, his penis reached 　　its deepest point and ejaculated, all the passion accumulated throughout the night shooting deep into Song Xuan's body. The scalding hot semen 　　made Song Xuan tremble. 　　The already dazed Ding siblings were further infected by Zhan Tianxiang's emotions: "Sister... I'm going to cum, 　　I'm going to cum inside your pussy..." 　　Ding Min also said in a daze: "Cum... cum... cum all inside my pussy, all of it... ah, 　　fuck me..." 　　"Ah... I want to fuck both of you, both of you... fuck together... ah..." It wasn't like speaking, but like 　　shouting. The thrusting and pumping were like a motor. With a final low growl, thick spurts of semen shot into Ding Min's uterus. 　　Song Xuan's body was too sensitive for her to control. She had already climaxed the moment Zhan Tianxiang ejaculated inside her 　　, but Ding Min, guided by Ding Jian, unleashed a rapid series of thrusts, making Song Xuan's pleasure even more intense and 　　unstoppable. She could only grit her teeth and suppress it, not letting herself reveal herself. 　　After the men's climax, their bodies felt completely drained; both slumped to one side, slowly recovering their depleted 　　energy. The women, however, were different. Although the afterglow of their orgasm lingered, their condition was entirely different; they were even more radiant, 　　both women glowing with a dazed, flushed complexion. 　　Ding Min slightly opened her eyes and suddenly felt it would be a shame not to film Song Xuan's current state. Although she had been severely ravaged, 　　her eyes were closed and her head was hanging down, but her slightly disheveled hair, slightly sweaty face, and slender, voluptuous body 　　didn't make her seem pitiful, but rather beautiful. Suspended in mid-air, she looked like an angel, while her lower body was slightly open, her swollen 　　petals not yet closed, with love juice dripping from them, creating a contrast with the beautiful scene. 　　It can't be said that Ding Min, with her shady background, lacked aesthetic sense; beauty can touch anyone. Ding Min couldn't 　　resist picking up the DV camera again and carefully filming from all angles.

Ding and Zhan also emerged from the void. Zhan Tianxiang leaned against the bed, tossed a cigarette to Ding Jian, and
lit one for himself. The two were once again immersed in the afterglow of their cigarettes.
Zhan Tianxiang reminisced, "Damn, that was amazing! It's worth dying for this."
"Damn, you got lucky. If Xuan'er hadn't offered herself up, I would never have touched a hair on her head in my life
. Now that you've had your fill, don't do anything else later."
"No...nothing else...hehehe, Brother Jian, this is all thanks to you. It's so rare to get
this opportunity, I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't go for it seven times, hehehe."
"Damn, you want seven times? You'll exhaust yourself. Ah...sister, yes...take some good pictures, leave Xuan'er
with some souvenirs." As they spoke, the two couldn't help but be drawn to the suspended Song Xuan.
It's often said that men are visual creatures and women are sensory creatures, and that's certainly true. After finishing a cigarette, it seemed like
he'd regained his energy, and his manhood was stirring again. This room appeared to have been designed as a sex
room, with a separate bathroom and shower. The two of them went in one after the other to shower
, and Ding Jian even took out a damp towel to wipe Song Xuan's body.
Besides the steel frame, the room also contained a large round bed and a sex chair; although not fully furnished,
it seemed to be in the process of being prepared.
As Ding Jian wiped Song Xuan's body, Zhan Tianxiang had already taken a more advantageous position: "Brother Jian, this time it's
my turn to do the front, right?"
"It's a waste to let you do Xuan'er."
"I... this..."
Ding Min was still filming, deliberately spreading open her vulva and anus for close-up shots: "Xiangzi, you better save some, don't
give it all to that vixen. If you dare to go soft here later, I'll make you drink all my pee tonight, you
believe me?"
Zhan Tianxiang looked at the ceiling, sighing inwardly at the hardships of life. In the face of the lewd power of these two siblings, where
was his personality, where was his dignity? But looking down at Song Xuan, all his grievances were insignificant. His penis had returned to its ferocious nature
. Although it wasn't as magnificent as Ding Jian's, it was still above average and usable.
Following Ding Jian's example, Song Xuan rubbed his penis around her vagina. Although she still resisted,
she was weak from the earlier orgasm and knew that resistance and struggle were futile. She could only remain silent, but the
fleshy, soft, and warm penis rubbing against her vagina created an irresistible tingling sensation.
Ding Jian moved behind her, caressing her firm, upturned buttocks. His penis moved back and forth between her tender anus and buttocks.
The vagina and anus are the most sensitive and softest parts of the body, and the penis is also the most tender part. The
encounter between the two was many times more pleasurable than masturbation.
Song Xuan could no longer control herself. It was her first time experiencing vaginal penetration, and her anus was being teased by two penises at the same time. Like a man's
first time having sex, she might not be willing, but the feeling must be good. She couldn't help but feel
a desire for both penises to enter her quickly and simultaneously. But this thought was quickly suppressed by humiliation and hatred.
The first to lose control was Zhan Tianxiang. If beauty is a feast for the eyes, then he had been fantasizing about this feast for a long time.
And now, presented to him in this way, it seemed to make his appetite even better. He had only eaten the side dish before; now
he was about to eat the main course. His penis
, already bulging with veins from being rubbed against the tender hole, was now fully erect. Facing the overflowing honey-like vagina, he thrust his hips
forward, penetrating to its limit. Zhan Tianxiang was unconsciously enjoying the sensation. He closed his eyes, threw his head back, and roared out. Song Xuan also hissed and gasped, trying not to make a sound. But
before she could recover, Ding Jian, behind her, with some lubricant on his penis and knowing that Zhan Tianxiang had entered her before, suddenly
thrust in as well. This suddenness made her cry out again.
The simultaneous insertion of two penises was far more intense than before. Back then, it was Ding Min using a dildo.
This was a completely different experience—a real man, a real, warm, elastic penis, the friction of masculine skin
.
The two men simultaneously supported Song Xuan's buttocks, sometimes inserting one after the other, sometimes thrusting in and out at the same time. Being penetrated by two men simultaneously
, the fullness and shock were unprecedented. The stimulation slowly overwhelmed the humiliation and resentment
, replaced by increasingly intense pleasure.
Zhan Tianxiang felt that although it lacked the tightness and curves of the rear entrance, it was warm, moist, and smooth, allowing for a smoother drying experience. He could also
face the beauty directly, enhancing the visual enjoyment. Moreover, he could vaguely feel the penis brushing past his vaginal opening from behind,
adding another layer of sensation.
Ding Min filmed intently from below, the sight of the two penises going in and out equally shocking to her, especially the one
being penetrated by Zhan Tianxiang. Her juices flowed out with each thrust, covering the penis, which was then squeezed
and scraped off during penetration, dripping onto the floor. Ding Min imagined herself being subjected to the same treatment, and the thought sent
a shiver of desire through her.
Song Xuan, already sensitive and having already experienced an orgasm, was now being pleasured by both men simultaneously. Another orgasm came with
overwhelming force, an unstoppable surge of pleasure coursing through her lower back, spreading from her vagina to her entire body, instantly reaching her brain,
causing dizziness and spasms. Gushes of vaginal fluid gushed out. Although she tried to suppress a cry,
her trembling lips, furrowed brows, flushed face, and taut body all told others that she had orgasmed,
and intensely at that.
Zhan Tianxiang, feeling the heat from the vaginal fluid and seeing that Song Xuan was already climaxing, became even more excited and aroused: "Ah...hehehe,
how is it, Queen Song? Does it feel good to be fucked like this...Even a virgin likes to be fucked...
Do you want me to fuck you harder...?"
The flow of vaginal fluid suddenly increased, dripping down their point of contact. Ding Min couldn't help but touch their
point of contact with her hand, getting some vaginal fluid on it, and smeared it on Ding Jian's penis as it moved in and out. The addition of a hand caressing them
made the two even more excited and passionate, and they fucked even harder.
Song Xuan's climax hadn't subsided, and the two men's intense thrusting showed no
signs of abating, seemingly keeping her aloft on a cloud of heights. Moans escaped her lips unconsciously, completely out of her control: "Ah... um..."
Ding Min heard this and quickly got up to film, capturing the dazed, blissful expression: "Damn it, no longer pretending to be high and mighty
, huh? She's still getting fucked and screaming. Women are women, just because they're pretty doesn't mean they're all pretentious. They're all the same. "
"What a scoundrel! Even after being fucked, she still acts like a slut."
He slapped Zhan Tianxiang's buttocks again: "Be harder, fuck her down."
Ding Jian was also extremely excited. This was the first time he had seen three men with one woman, and she was his goddess.
He had never encountered Song Xuan being fucked like this before. In the past, he always felt like he couldn't get enough of her, but today he seemed to have satisfied
her. This sense of conquest made him even more excited, and he thrust harder and harder, each time penetrating to the deepest point.
"Hehehe... Xuan'er... are you satisfied now? You always said you wanted
more, today I'll let you have your fill..."
After another hundred thrusts, the two ejaculated deep inside Song Xuan one after the other, two streams of hot semen shooting into her body,
causing Song Xuan to experience another intense orgasm. This time, even Song Xuan was surprised, it was too intense. With
the intense pleasure, vaginal fluid gushed out from deep inside her vagina. Before, it would just gush out, but this time it gushed out, she actually
climaxed. Just then, Zhan Tianxiang pulled out, and the vaginal fluid gushed out like urine. This scene stunned Zhan Tianxiang. Had
he made her urinate?
Ding Min, who had been taking pictures the whole time, did not miss this precious moment. Zhan Tianxiang was a little smug: "Damn,
let me piss myself, hahaha."
"Piss yourself, you idiot, this is called blowjob, don't you even know that?"
This night was destined to be another sleepless night. Ding and Zhan were stimulated as if by divine intervention, and were exceptionally vigorous.
If it weren't for Ding Min wanting to experience three-on-one sex to help her share some of the burden, they really wouldn't have been able to hold on. During one position,
Song Xuan was arranged to lie face down with her body flat, and Ding Jian penetrated from behind. Zhan Tianxiang originally wanted to do a different mode
of attack from both the front and back, and have Song Xuan give him oral sex.
Surprisingly, Song Xuan didn't refuse; she even took the initiative. Zhan Tianxiang was excitedly about to try, but Ding Min kicked
him aside: "You want to be a eunuch? Aren't you afraid she'll bite you off? Your dick is
n't even that hard anymore, I'll just give you a couple of sips."
They didn't stop until they could ejaculate completely, their penises throbbing, their legs weak. Song Xuan had already lost count of how many
orgasms she had experienced, leaving her dizzy and drenched in sweat.
When she woke up the next day, she didn't know what time or where she was. She felt weak all over, and her whole body ached, which
was probably a sign of physical exhaustion. But what made her even more weary was probably the mental breakdown. She wanted to resist and break free, but
she sank deeper and deeper, feeling like she was drowning in a quagmire with no hope in sight.
When Xue Qingqing entered, she realized she was already home. Xue Qingqing's polite inquiries only annoyed her
. She didn't want to see anyone at the moment. Xue Qingqing didn't care; as long as she saw someone uncomfortable, she was content.
This huge villa, with its three actual owners away nine days a week, provided her, the servant, with all the pleasures. She could enjoy herself however she wanted, and
occasionally even have unrestrained lovemaking with Long Fei in the masters' beds and bathrooms—how delightful!
However, the past two days had disrupted this peace with the arrival of someone—Long Fei's young master, Wan Kui. His
purpose was direct and clear: to see Song Xuan. But unfortunately, she was either not home or preoccupied with this matter,
leaving him with the cold shoulder.
At first, Wan Kui didn't pay much attention, but today, despite being home, she refused to see him. This seemed strange. He
and she were complete strangers; there was no reason for her to hold a grudge against him. He tried to get some information from Long Fei and Xue Qingqing, but only vague and
inaccurate details.
Xue Qingqing and Long Fei, of course, kept quiet for their own reasons. Besides, while he was indeed the young master, he
was only doing things for your family because of money; there was no need for him to confide in you.
Wan Kui persisted: "Go in and say that I, Wan Kui, request an audience."
Xue Qingqing was genuinely unwilling: "Young Master, it's not that I don't want to help you, but our young lady,
when she gets angry, doesn't give face to anyone. I don't want to be scolded."
"Hmm...she...you..." Unable to force his way into her room, Wan
Kui turned and left in a huff.
Xue Qingqing glanced at his retreating figure and pouted, "Everyone's only interested in the roses, forgetting about the thorns."
Long Fei leered, "So, do you have any thorns? Hehehe."
"Hmph, you've already plucked them all out, but... I quite like this thorn on you."
"Really? Then I'll give you a good prick."
The next day, Wan Kui came only to be turned away. At this time, Song Xuan was completely distraught, no longer caring who
Wan Kui was. Any movement from him annoyed her. She locked herself in her bedroom all day, always staring
blankly at one spot, as if thinking about something, or perhaps her mind was completely blank. This dazed state was truly
worrying.
Even Xue Qingqing, who had always been quite pleased, was a little scared. Had this girl gone mad? But
there was nothing she could do. Long Fei, on the other hand, was happy about it. This was exactly what he wanted to see, and the more miserable the better. He didn't care about
stepping on her at a crucial moment.
Wan Kui's long-standing eccentricities had taken notice. This guy was practically a shrewd old fox;
how could he not handle such a small matter? First, he sensed the underlying
awkwardness beneath Long Fei and Xue Qingqing's polite and respectful facade. It seemed that everywhere was the same; to infiltrate an unfamiliar environment, relying on superiority or force wouldn't
work—people could simply slack off.
So how to break the deadlock? It was simple: offering benefits was the only option. Initially, only small favors
could be given; anything too expensive would be too much for them to accept.
He bought Xue Qingqing a gold necklace and Long Fei a classic military knife as a small gift. Neither of them were short of money, but human nature is so subtle; these small gifts created 　　a subtle chemistry
between the three . 　　Whether you like it or not, the relationship has indeed become much closer. Small favors are important. When Wan Kui probed again 　　, the effect was definitely different. Song Xuan's relationship with Tang Fei and Li Yunshang, plus 　　the three Ding siblings clinging to her, is a different story. As for whether her recent depression is related to them, I'm really not sure, but 　　it's probably undeniable. 　　What shocked him was that such a thing actually happened—two women sharing one husband! Damn, Tang Fei 　　has such good fortune! I, Wan Kui, am far superior to him! If he can do it, why can't I? But Tang Fei…

Li Yunshang and her companion 　　were both in China, currently in a period of being single, a rare opportunity indeed.
And with Song Xuan so dejected, this was precisely the time for me to shine. Since a direct approach was difficult, I might as well take a roundabout route and probe the Ding siblings' intentions first. 　　After school, Ding Jian and his two companions strolled out of the school gate. Ding Jian said with some concern, "Song Xuan 　　hasn't been seen for two or three days. I hope nothing's happened to her?" 　　Ding Min replied confidently, "Don't worry, women are much stronger than you think. She won't break down so easily. 　　Give her some time, and after a couple more times, she'll definitely like him. You two just wait and see." 　　Just then, a burly man, also Asian, blocked their path. Zhan Tianxiang was about to curse, but 　　upon seeing the man with a buzz cut and sunglasses—though his eyes weren't visible—his cold expression and the bulging muscles barely concealed by his suit clearly screamed "Don't mess with me." Zhan Tianxiang 　　swallowed the words 　　, "A good dog doesn't block the way ." 　　"Gentlemen, this way please. Our young master wishes to see you." This wasn't just an invitation; it was an unquestionable declaration. 　　Partly intimidated by his imposing presence, and partly out of curiosity about who this arrogant person was, the man gestured for them to enter. 　　The three men followed his gesture and their eyes widened in surprise: a luxurious, extended Lincoln limousine. 　　Stunned, they approached the car. As the door opened, they couldn't help but peek inside, having never seen such a luxury 　　vehicle before. But the first thing they saw was a well-dressed and stylish young man—the legendary young master? 　　The young master was very friendly: "Oh, welcome, gentlemen! Please come in. I'll treat you all to a drink 　　. Do me the honor." The tense atmosphere instantly dissipated with his affable attitude. 　　These three weren't exactly from humble backgrounds. While they wouldn't presume to be a heartthrob, they certainly 　　weren't materially inferior. But once inside the car, facing both the luxury vehicle and its owner, they couldn't help but feel 　　a little ashamed of their own appearance. 　　They all looked around somewhat awkwardly, like country bumpkins visiting a grand garden. Ding Min, however, 　　had her long-dormant sense of shame revived, revealing a shy, girlish demeanor as she stole glances at the young 　　master with starry eyes. 　　"Gentlemen," Zhan Tianxiang immediately agreed, "please forgive my intrusion, we're all Chinese. Once we're abroad, we're all fellow countrymen. When fellow countrymen meet 　　, tears well up in their eyes, right? Hehe, I've lived in America for many years, but interacting with these Americans always feels like 　　there's a barrier between us. We Chinese are so much better; blood is thicker than water." 　　Ding Jian, having gradually calmed down, said, "Isn't that right? These white devils, deep down, look down on 　　us Chinese. Even those black devils have a sense of superiority." 　　Ding Jian continued, "Young master, we don't know each other. You wouldn't have invited 　　us this..." " Let's have a drink. If you have something to say, just say it. If I can help, I'll do my best. If I can't, please 　　don't make things difficult for us; after all, this is abroad." 　　The young man poured three glasses of wine for them, including a stemmed glass and a red wine glass. Hearing Ding Jian's words, the three 　　men looked at him with newfound respect. This seemingly unremarkable man was actually quite something. "Hahaha... Brother, you're indeed straightforward! 　　I like it. You see, it's so easy when we're friends. Um... I do have a 　　small favor to ask of you three." 　　The three men stared at him, clearly wanting something. 　　"Um... it's like this, I went back to America mainly for one thing. You all know Song Xuan, right?" 　　Upon hearing Song Xuan's name, the three men nearly dropped their glasses in shock. No wonder they hadn't heard from him for two days; was this guy here 　　for that matter? 　　Seeing the three men's slight panic, Wan Kui quickly added, "Oh, don't be nervous. I didn't mean anything 　　by it. It's like this... Song Xuan is your classmate, right? You should know about her family background. My family is 　　alright too, barely a match for hers. My dad wants me to get to know Song Xuan better; 　　it'll be good for my future. I thought, to understand someone, you have to start by understanding the people around them 　　." 　　The three men breathed a sigh of relief; it wasn't about that night. Ding Jian, upon hearing this, thought, "Well, 　　another formidable opponent." "You want to pursue Song Xuan?" 　　"What? Is that not allowed? Oh... I heard Brother Ding has a crush on Song Xuan, is that right?" 　　Ding Jian was annoyed by his dismissive attitude. "Song Xuan is so beautiful, 　　I'm not the only one who has a crush on her. But she's married, didn't you know?" 　　"Tang Fei? Heh heh heh, as far as I know, they're probably not officially married. As long as they're not married, anyone 　　has the right to pursue her. It's fair competition, including you. In the end, it all depends on Song Xuan's attitude, and of 　　course, her family's attitude is also very important." 　　Ding Jian sneered inwardly. Damn it, good, the more chaotic things are, the more opportunities there are. If we can't get her, none of us will be nice to each other 　　. "But as far as I know, they're childhood sweethearts and have been living together for a long time. It seems like their families have 　　given their approval." 　　"Heh heh, I didn't expect you to be so conservative at such a young age. What era are we living in 　　? So what if they live together? Married couples can get divorced. Do you have a serious virginity complex?" 　　This left the three of them speechless. "......" To put it bluntly, she 　　doesn't care and is willing to pick up used goods. What can you do about it? 　　"I have a little question I'd like you guys to help me figure out. Song Xuan has been particularly down these past few days, hiding in her bedroom and not 　　coming out. I wonder if something unpleasant happened at school?" Oh 　　no, they've finally asked the crucial question! This guy is a wolf in sheep's clothing, a smile hiding a knife; you can't 　　tell his true attitude or thoughts. Ding Min and Zhan Tianxiang both looked at Ding Jian in a panic. Ding Jian calmed down slightly: "Um... 　　well... specifically, we don't really know. You know, although I'm her admirer, she's never 　　liked me, so I'm not really sure. Could it be that the dance rehearsals at school haven't gone well lately? Back in 　　China, she was always the focus of the school, but abroad, we're a minority, you know... 　　Or maybe Tang Fei has returned to China..." 　　The three's attitudes and statements left Wan Kui somewhat confused. He couldn't make a judgment, and there was almost no information. However, he 　　hadn't had high hopes for this meeting anyway; he just wanted to get acquainted first and give it a shot.

In the blink of an eye, the car had arrived at Ding Jian's doorstep. "Sorry to bother you three today. We'll definitely need your help in the future. Let's
get together often. Life isn't easy for anyone abroad; we're all Chinese, so we need to stick together so foreigners won't dare bully us."
Watching the luxury car drive away, the three breathed a sigh of relief. Zhan Tianxiang worriedly said, "This...this is bad! That
guy doesn't look like an ordinary person. If he finds out about what happened that night, he'll really mess with us!"
Ding Min finally recovered her composure: "Look at you, acting like this! Why weren't you like this when we were doing it? Don't worry,
women have pride, especially women like her." "She'd just have to swallow her pride and bear it. Besides, this handsome guy is pursuing
her. Do you think a woman would tell a suitor she'd been gang-raped?"
Ding Jian agreed, "Sister's right. Being afraid is useless. We'll deal with whatever comes our way."
Wan Kui turned around and went to Song Xuan's place. He had to see her at least once, otherwise it would be hard to control the situation.
He entered the Song residence again, but Song Xuan refused to see him as usual. Wan Kui was getting impatient. Wasn't she putting on
too much airs? Did she really think she was a princess or a queen? Three times already. Even Zhuge Liang only visited three times.
"Qingqing, when you go in, tell her I brought news of her mother." He couldn't help but think smugly, "Even your
mother has been with me, and you little brat still dared to run away?"
This trick worked! A short while later, the girl emerged, and as always, she was a complete surprise.
She was bare-faced, her messy hair loosely tied back, and wrapped in a nightgown—she just ran out like that. To others,
it might seem rather impolite, but Wan Kui found it quite amusing. It was rare to see a woman like this,
so authentically natural. If she was beautiful even like this, then she could be called a true beauty.
Song Xuan was also taken aback when she saw the young man standing up to greet her in the living room. These past few days had been filled with turmoil and inner turmoil; she
hadn't been willing to meet a stranger. Only today, hearing news of her mother, did she suddenly realize she hadn't
contacted anyone back home for several days. She worried they might be anxious. In her haste, she didn't bother with dressing up.
But upon seeing the young man's fashionable attire, sunny appearance, and approachable smile, he realized he
had been somewhat abrupt. Like any man, no matter how carefree, he would become somewhat reserved in front of a beautiful woman: "Oh...
Mr. Shi? Excuse me, do you have any news about my mother?"
Wan Kui was scrutinizing the young woman before him, comparing her to the woman in the photos and his imagination. The answer was a genuine
difference. However, the real Song Xuan before him did not disappoint. Although her face was haggard, lacking the radiant glow of the photos
and the perfection he had imagined, she was more real, more approachable, and evoked a sense of pity.
"Oh...of course, I just got back from China, and I just separated from your mother.
No one knows her situation better than me. But you don't seem to be doing too well. Have you run into any trouble? If so,
just tell me, I can help you. Before I came, my dad told me to take good care of you, hehe
."
Song Xuan's heart sank when she heard Wan Shijie mentioned, but she was more concerned about her mother: "Oh...I'm fine
, I just haven't been feeling well lately. I'll be fine after some rest. How's my mother?"
"Well...she did run into a little trouble recently, like cash flow problems, but I helped her get tens of millions before I went abroad
, and we've come up with a plan that, if implemented, can create a healthy cash
flow."
"Oh? Really? Thank you so much for your help, Mr. Wan. I'm relieved that my mother is alright; she never
talks to me about family matters." Hearing that her mother was fine, she lost interest in continuing the conversation. Although Wan Kui
had made a good impression on her from the first meeting, and their conversation was always a plus, her current state of mind, especially
her attire, made her want to escape.
"It's not about helping; the company is a joint venture between our two families. It's all family business. It's just that
Aunt Yan is very capable, so we trust her to manage the company."
The conversation became increasingly polite and distant. "Since there's nothing else, I won't keep you company any longer. I'm really
not feeling well. I'll have Qingqing make you something nice to eat. I apologize for being impolite." With that, she hurriedly left.
Although Wan Kui felt slighted, what bothered him most was that his father was their
sugar daddy, providing for their every need. Everything they lived in, used, and ate was provided by the Wan family. Why
didn't they feel any sense of superiority? Being treated so disrespectfully by a woman was truly a first for him. Some might have been enraged, others
might have given up, but Wan Kui was only fueled by this.
That evening, he planned to find a couple of casual sex partners to relax. Just as he was pondering who to choose, Long Fei sent a message: "The Little Princess
is up to something." Wan Kui was shocked. What was this girl up to?
It turned out that Song Xuan had struggled for days and finally made up her mind. Rather than live such a wretched life, she decided
to settle things once and for all. Otherwise, she would become their sex slave, a humiliation she
could never bear. With that thought, she began preparing her actions.
Although she tried to be discreet, she was still under the surveillance of Long Fei and Xue Qingqing. She changed into night
clothes, grabbed weapons—a short knife and a pistol—not to find any damn evidence, but
to have a showdown and a shootout. If negotiations failed, she'd kill them all, taking them all down with her.
She quietly slipped out of the room and headed for her car, but suddenly noticed someone leaning against it, leisurely
smoking. A chill ran down her spine; it felt like she was being watched. "Who...who are you?
What do you want?" she asked, her hand already reaching for her pistol.
"Shouldn't I be the one asking that? Miss Song, what are you doing dressed like that in the middle of the night
?"
"Mr. Wan? It's you? Are you spying on me?"
"Not really. You haven't been acting quite right these past few days. Even if it's out of responsibility to Aunt Yan, I have to check on you
. Besides, what if something happens? How would I explain it to my dad and your mom? In the middle of the night, dressed like this,
with a knife on your left hip and a gun on your right, what are you planning to do?"
"That's none of your business, and it's none of your concern."
"Let me guess... are you planning to risk your life? Haven't you thought about your mother? And your..."
"Dad? And Tang Fei? You're just thinking about your own momentary pleasure? Didn't I tell you? If you have any trouble, you can
tell me, and I can definitely help you sort it out. There's no need to risk your life. Why don't you believe me?"
Wan Kui's words made Song Xuan's previously firm resolve waver. What was rare was that someone
was willing to lend a helping hand at this time. Even she, who was usually so strong, felt helpless. However, since it involved those videos
, she didn't want anyone to find out, especially not someone her mother knew.
Wan Kui, being shrewd, naturally saw through her concerns: "Here's the deal: just tell
me who you want to deal with, what you want them to do, and I won't ask or interfere with anything else. How does that sound?"
Song Xuan's eyes lit up; this man might actually have the ability. "Hmm... if you
really want to help me, firstly, you can't ask too many questions, and secondly, you absolutely cannot interfere with what I want."
"No problem, that's too simple. Just tell me, who do you want to deal with, and what do you want?"
Song Xuan hesitated for a moment, considering it was better than a fight to the death: "I want to deal with three people: Ding
Jian and his sister, and Zhan Tianxiang who's with them. First, they have to hand over everything they have to me without leaving anything behind
; second, they can't bother me anymore."
"That's it? You're going to risk your life for such a small thing? Is it really necessary? Alright, you're coming with me. The second rule is no
clinging to you. Don't worry, from now on, even if they had a hundred lives, they wouldn't dare come within twenty meters.
I guarantee they'd run far away at the sight of your back. The first rule is, you can ask for anything you want. If they don't give it to you, give it to me
until they hand it over. As for what you want, we'll leave."
Song Xuan didn't expect this guy to be so considerate, relieving her worries: "Hmm... In that
case, let's go."

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