The Gate of Desire [Complete] - 2

Chapter Nine:

After their passionate lovemaking, Yuan Tingting curled up in Yang Letian's arms like a kitten, stroking his firm chest muscles, and said contentedly, "You're amazing! You showed me what a woman is, and what a man is."

Looking at the beautiful woman in his arms, Yang Letian felt a mix of emotions, thinking, "Fate is truly fickle! It made me lose Qin Xiaolu, but soon it gave me Yuan Tingting, whom I never dared to dream of before. I just wonder how long it will last between us?" He then asked, "Can we still be like this?"

"Of course! Unless you don't like me anymore," Yuan Tingting said earnestly, looking up at him. She quickly seemed to understand the meaning behind Yang Letian's words and said seriously, "What kind of person do you take me for? Do you think I'm the kind of woman who only has one-night stands and is promiscuous?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant," Yang Letian hurriedly said. "Ever since I first saw you in the elevator, I've liked you. But you're a rich heiress and my boss, how could you like a lowly employee like me?"

Seeing his flustered appearance, Yuan Tingting couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Because you're handsome."

"Fine, you dare to be sarcastic and ironic? Let's see how I deal with you." After saying that, Yang Letian put his hand under Yuan Tingting's armpit and started tickling her. The two of them laughed and rolled around on the bed.

"Okay, okay, please forgive me, I'll tell you, alright?" Yuan Tingting begged for mercy. Yang Letian stopped what he was doing, pulled her between his legs, and held her against his back. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and whispered in her ear, "Tell me, I know you must have your reasons."

Yuan Tingting leaned against his broad chest, gently closed her eyes, and said, "Because you look a lot like him."

"Him? Who is he?" Yang Letian asked. But he had a vague idea.

"He was my first love, and my first man."

"Then you must miss him a lot." Yang Letian felt a pang of jealousy even as he said this.

Yuan Tingting glanced at him sideways and smiled, "What? Jealous?"

"No way!" Yang Letian blushed and protested.

Yuan Tingting said softly, "Yes, I miss him a lot, but he will never come back."

"Where did he go?"

"He's dead!"

"Ah!" Yang Letian exclaimed in surprise.

Ignoring his exclamation, Yuan Tingting continued, "My family and his family are old friends, and we've been playing together since childhood, you could say we're childhood sweethearts. We went to elementary school, middle school, and university together. Our families approved of our relationship, and they even held an engagement ceremony for us during university, agreeing that we would get married after graduation. However, just before graduation, I received an offer from Cambridge University in England, inviting me to pursue a master's degree there with a full scholarship. Although money isn't the most important thing, Cambridge University is a world-renowned university, and I didn't want to miss this opportunity, so I discussed it with him." I went to study in England first, and planned to marry him after I returned. Although he wasn't too happy about it, he respected my decision. So, I went to Cambridge, England, to begin my new academic life. But less than two months after I arrived in England, he flew over, saying he couldn't bear the separation. Actually, I missed him too, and I was very happy about his arrival. So, he stayed to accompany me, and we started living together, enjoying a wonderful time together. However, this didn't last long. Because I had to study, I didn't have much time to spend with him, and he had nothing to do, gradually starting to feel bored. He started traveling around, going to London one day, Manchester the next, Birmingham the day after, and sometimes even visiting nearby small European countries. During this time, he made many bad friends, and under their influence, he learned to drink, gamble, and most importantly, he became addicted to drugs. Drug addiction is a bottomless pit of money. Although his family was wealthy, he didn't dare ask them for money too often, fearing suspicion. So he borrowed from loan sharks, and when he couldn't repay, he was hunted down by them. To avoid affecting me, he moved out. But I knew nothing of this at the time; he told me when he moved out. He wanted to go on a trip for a while, so I didn't stop him. Until one day, I received a call from the police station saying something had happened to him. When I arrived at the police station, he was already lying in the cold morgue. The police told me he had been hacked to death on the street by loan sharks and handed me a suicide note found on his body. Only then did I learn everything about him. "I regret it so much! If I had discovered his drug use earlier and stopped him in time, this wouldn't have happened." At this point, Yuan Tingting couldn't continue, covering her face with her hands, tears falling like broken pearls onto the white sheets.

Yang Letian felt a pang of heartache and hugged her tightly, saying, "How can I blame you? Besides, it's all in the past, so don't think about it anymore. It's all my fault for reminding you of those painful memories."

"No, it's not your fault," Yuan Tingting said, turning around and hugging Yang Letian's neck tightly, her eyes brimming with tears. "You won't leave me again, will you?"

"Silly girl, how could I leave you? You're my boss, you know. What would I eat if I left you? You can kick me out, but I won't leave," Yang Letian said with a smile, playfully pinching her nose. In his heart, he thought, "Damn it! Doesn't that make me a substitute for that dead guy
? She still loves him. Sigh! Oh well, she's mine now anyway, I don't need to be jealous of a dead man."

Yuan Tingting smiled and said, "To be honest, what initially attracted me was your face, which looked a lot like his. But after observing you for the past few months, I've discovered that you're steady, honest, humorous, and have great interpersonal skills. Especially last night, your deep affection and magnanimity towards your ex-girlfriend attracted me. Otherwise, even if you looked exactly like him, I wouldn't have paid any attention to you."

"Oh, you were secretly observing me? How come I didn't know?"

"Hehe, if you knew, would it still be considered secret? I've been observing you ever since we parted in the elevator."

"Oh, you've observed me very well, but I haven't even seen you once in those months. That's not fair."

Yuan Tingting hugged his head and giggled, saying, "Then I'll let you observe me to your heart's content, okay?"

"No, I want to kiss you some more." With that, Yang Letian took the two red cherries swaying in front of her into his mouth.

"You're so naughty!" Yuan Tingting said coquettishly.

"Hehe! There's something even naughtier!" Yang Letian said with a wicked grin.

"What?"

"This one." After saying that, Yang Letian lifted his buttocks and gently rubbed his already fully erect and hard penis back and forth against Yuan Tingting's secret place.

Yuan Tingting felt a wave of weakness wash over her, collapsing onto Yang Letian's chest. She said shyly, "You're so naughty! You really want to torture me to death! Ah, ah..."

As she spoke, Yang Letian thrust in suddenly. The intense stimulation made Yuan Tingting moan incessantly. She gripped Yang Letian's head tightly with both hands, her fingers digging deep into his thick hair. Her full breasts pressed firmly against his face, making it hard for him to breathe. Yang Letian had no choice but to lift his head and kiss her fragrant tongue fiercely. However, he didn't rush to thrust, but instead gently kneaded her lower body. Yuan Tingting enjoyed this state, her body trembling slightly, and she let out a captivating moan. Her breasts bounced up and down with her slight trembling. Yang Letian could no longer control himself. He sat up, took her swaying red nipples into his mouth, and held her waist with both hands, intensifying his thrusts. And so, the two rolled around, their bodies intertwined, indulging in their passion until they were both drenched in sweat, their sheets soaked, and Yang Letian's torrent of fluids finally erupted.

After a while, their passion slowly subsided. Yuan Tingting asked, "It's Saturday, what are you planning to do?"

"Just like this," Yang Letian replied lazily.

"How about you come with me to my house, meet my parents, and announce our relationship?"

Yang Letian was startled and quickly said, "Meeting the parents now? I'm not ready yet."

"Hmph! What preparation is needed? I don't think you love me at all, just making excuses." Yuan Tingting started to act childish.

“Who says I don’t love you? I’m not willing to go to your house right now because your family isn’t an ordinary family, and I’m just an ordinary office worker with no career achievements. If I go to your house now, your family will definitely not approve of our relationship, and that will be troublesome. It’s better to give me some time to make some achievements, and you can occasionally hint to your family. That’s safer and more efficient, don’t you think?”

Yuan Tingting thought it made sense. If she took him home now, her father would definitely not agree. It was better to take it slowly. So she said, “Hmm! You’re so thoughtful. Come on, give me a kiss, hehe!” Then she added, “How about this, I’ll ask HR to transfer you to the head office in a while, to work for my dad, so he can get to know you better. Maybe that will help with our relationship.”

"Let's talk about this later, we need to get down to business now." With that, Yang Letian pounced on Yuan Tingting again, who giggled and dodged, crying out, "No, no!" Just as the two were playfully bickering, Jay Chou's familiar song "Dong Feng Po" started playing. Yang Letian picked up his phone and was immediately startled; it was Qin Xiaolu calling.

At the breakup,

Yuan Tingting noticed Yang Letian's expression and asked, "Who called? Why didn't you answer?"

"It was her."

"Qin Xiaolu?"

Yang Letian nodded.

"Then answer it and see what she says," Yuan Tingting urged.

Actually, Yang Letian also wanted to know what Qin Xiaolu wanted to say, but with Yuan Tingting beside him, he couldn't answer her immediately, lest she think he wanted to reconcile with Qin Xiaolu. Now, hearing Yuan Tingting's suggestion, he readily agreed, saying, "Okay, let's see what she says?" and pressed the answer button.

"Hey! What do you want from me?" Yang Letian preemptively asked.

"Letian, I want to talk to you, okay?" Qin Xiaolu's voice was trembling with tears on the other end of the phone.

Yang Letian felt a pang of sadness, but still said, "What's there to talk about between us?"

"Don't you want to know the reason behind this?" Qin Xiaolu asked, her voice choked with emotion.

Yang Letian was somewhat tempted, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "Okay then, where shall we talk?"

"Meet me at 'the usual place' in an hour, bye-bye!"

Yang Letian hung up the phone helplessly. 'The usual place'—the name was all too familiar. It was the place where he and Qin Xiaolu had their first date, a tea bar. The environment was elegant and the prices were relatively cheap. He and Qin Xiaolu used to come here often, and they had many sweet memories there.

Yuan Tingting leaned gently against him and asked, "What? She asked you out?"

"Yes!" Yang Letian nodded and said, "She said she wants to talk to me."

"Then you should hurry up, it's not good to be late," Yuan Tingting said casually. But Yang Letian still detected a faint hint of jealousy in her voice, so he said, "How about this? It's Saturday, let's go on a picnic together, okay? You come with me to our usual teahouse first, and after I finish talking to her, we'll head straight to the countryside and have a blast, alright?"

Yuan Tingting was overjoyed at the idea, hugged Yang Letian, and kissed him, saying, "You're so sweet! Let's get ready quickly." She then jumped up and went into the bathroom to wash and get ready. Yang Letian watched, secretly amused, thinking, "This doesn't seem like a shrewd and capable businesswoman at all; she's practically an innocent little girl." Little did he know, even the most shrewd and capable woman becomes like a naive and lively young girl in front of the man she loves.

Yang Letian quickly got dressed and sat in the living room for a while, but Yuan Tingting didn't come out. He urged, "Hurry up!"

"Okay, don't rush me. I'm putting on makeup and changing clothes. You go downstairs first and wait for me in the car," Yuan Tingting replied from the bedroom.

Yang Letian thought to himself, "Why are all women like this? They're quick at everything else, but changing clothes and putting on makeup is as slow as a snail."

Yang Letian got into the car, turned on the stereo, and instantly a soothing melody filled the car. Yang Letian comfortably closed his eyes, quietly enjoying the music. Half an hour passed quickly, and Yuan Tingting still hadn't come out. Yang Letian started to get anxious and took out his phone to call her. Just then, Yang Letian saw Yuan Tingting walking gracefully towards him from afar. His eyes lit up, and he quickly opened the car door to greet her. Her long, smooth hair cascaded over her shoulders, exuding a pleasant fragrance. Her fair and delicate face was lightly made up, and her large eyes revealed a subtle yet alluring charm. She wore a creamy white thin sweater, unbuttoned, over which she wore a matching white tight-fitting tank top, which accentuated her full breasts. She wore a knee-length black and dark red checkered skirt, white socks, and white Nike sneakers. Her entire outfit was both youthful and lively, yet undeniably sexy and charming. Yang Letian looked at her and said sincerely, "You're so beautiful!"

Yuan Tingting pouted and said, "I was just afraid you'd be waiting impatiently. Actually, I'm not done with my makeup yet. Look at my eyebrows, they're not even drawn properly, and..."

"Alright, alright, my dear lady, you're the most beautiful. You don't need makeup at all." Yang Letian said as he pushed her into the car.

Yuan Tingting said coquettishly, "Don't give me that! I think you're in a hurry to see your ex-lover."

Yang Letian pulled Yuan Tingting, who was sitting in the driver's seat, close to her breasts and said, "I already have such a beautiful lover like you, why would I want an ex-lover or a new lover?"

Yuan Tingting giggled and said, "Okay, okay, I was just kidding. Don't mess up my clothes that I just straightened. I'm going to drive now." With that, she started the car and drove out of the parking lot.

Upon arriving at their usual teahouse, Yuan Tingting said, "How about this? You go in first, and I'll follow. I'll sit next to you, and we'll pretend we don't know each other. That way, she won't see us together and think you're deliberately trying to provoke her, which could affect her mood."

Yang Letian was touched by her thoughtfulness, so he cupped her face, aimed at her red lips, and kissed her deeply. Yuan Tingting wrapped her arms around his neck, responding passionately, their tongues entwining deeply in each other's mouths. After a while, they separated, both panting.

"Okay, you go in first. I'll sit in the car for a bit, and then I'll go in."

"Alright, I'll go in first." Yang Letian said, opening the car door, not forgetting to give Yuan Tingting's ample breasts a light squeeze before leaving.

"You're so annoying!"

Yang Letian checked the time on his phone in front of the teahouse; thankfully, he was two minutes early. Entering the teahouse, he saw Qin Xiaolu already there, sitting in their usual spot, head down, seemingly lost in thought. Yang Letian walked over and sat down opposite her without saying a word. Qin Xiaolu seemed startled, looked up, and upon seeing Yang Letian, said softly, "You're here."

"Hmm!" Yang Letian gave a lukewarm reply. Looking at Qin Xiaolu, who was dressed in a very ordinary business suit and appeared to be without makeup, her cheeks were red, as if she had been crying, and she looked pitiful. Yang Letian felt a pang of heartache at the sight.

"Ah! You're here! What would you like? The usual?" The tea bar owner greeted Yang Letian and Qin Xiaolu with a beaming smile. The owner, known as Sister Yun, was a beautiful woman in her thirties, exuding mature charm. Since Yang Letian and Qin Xiaolu were frequent customers, Sister Yun was quite familiar with them.

"Sure, the usual, two cups of Longjing tea, and a few pastries, please," Yang Letian said.

"Would you like something else…?" Sister Yun was about to introduce some new products, but noticing their slightly off expression, she wisely kept quiet and withdrew.

“Tell me, why?” Yang Letian lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, “Actually, I know the reason even if you don’t tell me. Isn’t it just that he has more money than me? So you’ve moved on to someone else. I can’t think of any other reason.”

Qin Xiaolu’s tears welled up instantly. She said, “Yes, I love his money, so what? We’ve been together for almost two years, and what have you given me? We’re still renting a room in a cheap house, and you haven’t bought me a decent piece of clothing, let alone jewelry. Poverty makes a hundred things miserable for couples; I’ve truly come to understand the meaning of that saying.”

Hearing Qin Xiaolu’s words, Yang Letian slumped into his seat, thinking, “Yes, she’s right. I’ve wronged her all these years, I haven’t given her a good life.” Now that she has found the life she wants, what reason do I have to blame her? Thinking this, Yang Letian said, "You're right. I'm sorry. I didn't have the ability to give you the life you wanted. You'll be better off without me. I wish you all the best!" Qin Xiaolu

couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears, burying her face in her hands. Everyone around them turned to look, leaving Yang Letian at a loss. He could only say, "Don't cry, everyone's watching us." He then handed her a tissue. Qin Xiaolu took it, wiped her tears, and slowly stopped crying. She said, "I'm sorry. I was greedy for pleasure and vain. Forget about me. But I want to tell you, in my heart, you will always be my dearest. Goodbye!" With that, she stood up, covered her face, and left.

Sad music drifted slowly through the teahouse. Yang Letian felt waves of heartache, asking himself, "Is this how two years of relationship ends?" He was unwilling, but helpless; he couldn't change reality. Looking at the familiar furnishings of the teahouse, smelling the fragrant air, and seeing the alluring proprietress behind the counter, Yang Letian couldn't help but smile bitterly. This place had once been so sweet, so romantic, witnessing the birth of their love. Unexpectedly, it was now witnessing the death of their love. Life is sometimes a cruel irony!

At that moment, Yang Letian felt a fire burning inside him. He thought of Yuan Tingting. He needed her now; he wanted her. He couldn't wait to pull her into his arms and fondle her wantonly, to see her writhe and submit beneath him. He wanted to regain his confidence in life by truly possessing her body.

Chapter Eleven: Beauty Like Honey.

Yang Letian looked around but didn't see Yuan Tingting. "Could it be that she didn't come?" Thinking this, Yang Letian immediately took out two hundred yuan from his wallet, placed it on the table, and quickly left the teahouse. Sure enough, the red Porsche was quietly parked outside.

"Why didn't you go in?" Yang Letian asked as he climbed into the car, pulling Yuan Tingting tightly into his arms.

"What's wrong? I just didn't go in, and you miss me so much after just a short time apart? Hehe!" Yuan Tingting laughed. "Actually, I didn't go in because I trust you, I believe you and her will have a complete resolution."

"Yes, it's completely over between us. Two years of relationship, just like that." With that, Yang Letian hugged Yuan Tingting even tighter. Yuan Tingting knew his feelings at that moment, so she let him hold her tightly, remaining motionless. Suddenly, Yang Letian turned his face towards her, his lips pressing fiercely against hers, swallowing her long-awaited soft, full lips, sucking and teasing them wildly. Yuan Tingting's rapid breathing sent waves of heat onto his face, making his tongue swirl even more wildly over her lips. Soon, her uncontrollable panting caused Yuan Tingting's teeth to part, and her warm, fragrant breath instantly overwhelmed Yang Letian's tongue. He almost savagely forced himself inside her, beginning to recklessly explore every corner of her mouth. Her wet, hot lips were almost touching Yang Letian's nose. Yuan Tingting's breathing became heavy, her eyes closed, her face tilted to one side, her full lips exhaling her unique body fragrance, which slowly sprayed onto Yang Letian's face. Yang Letian couldn't resist any longer. He buried his face in her hair, inhaling the delicate fragrance emanating from her hairline, kissing her snow-white, rounded shoulders. Yang Letian felt a surge of exhilarating excitement spreading through his body. He began to reach out and caress Yuan Tingting's full, perky, and tender breasts. Her high, firm breasts were covered by a small silk vest, and touching them felt almost the same as touching them directly. Yang Letian gently teased her slightly hardened nipples with his fingers, his heart filled with burning desire. Under his teasing, Yuan Tingting's body went limp, and she rested her head on his shoulder, breathing weakly. After caressing her for a while, Yang Letian's hand moved downwards, tracing up her fair and delicate thighs. Just as he was about to reach between her legs, Yuan Tingting involuntarily squeezed her legs together, panting, and said, "No, we're still on the street."

These words immediately jolted Yang Letian awake from his lust. He thought to himself, "Yes, we're still in a busy area. Although we're inside the car, and people outside can't see what's going on, and the car's soundproofing is excellent, it's still broad daylight, with people coming and going. Besides, if we make love intensely, it will inevitably cause the car to shake, which could easily lead people outside to speculate about what the people inside are doing." Thinking this, Yang Letian's desire subsided considerably. He released Yuan Tingting, smiled apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

Yuan Tingting sat up straight, her face flushed, and straightened her clothes and hair in front of the rearview mirror. Then she scolded, "You're so dishonest!" She continued, "But I understand how you feel right now. Are you feeling a little overwhelmed that your girlfriend of almost two years has left you? Is that why you acted that way just now, trying to distract yourself from the pain?"

Yang Letian felt embarrassed that she had guessed his thoughts so quickly, and said with a guilty expression, "I'm sorry! You won't blame me, will you?"

"Silly boy, how could I blame you? This just proves that you are a man of feeling and compassion. If you didn't react to this at all, I would really doubt your character," Yuan Tingting said affectionately.

Yang Letian was touched by her kindness and thoughtfulness, and gently took her hand, saying, "You're so good!"

Yuan Tingting gave him a charming sidelong glance and said, "You're only realizing that now?" Then, she suddenly changed the subject, saying, "But from now on, you have to be devoted to me, or I'll cut off this thing and feed it to the dogs." As she spoke, she grabbed Yang Letian's still-erect penis.

Yang Letian grinned and said, "Okay, but that's for later. What about now? Look, it's protesting. It didn't get any earlier, and now it's so uncomfortable."

Yuan Tingting blushed slightly, gave Yang Letian a coquettish glare, and said, "Who told it to be so naughty? Let it die of swelling."

Yang Letian grinned and said, "Let it die of swelling? Hehe, would you really do that?"

"Ugh! I'm ignoring you." After saying that, Yuan Tingting released the brake, stepped on the clutch, shifted gears, and accelerated, skillfully maneuvering the car and quickly driving it onto the main road, speeding towards the suburbs.

Shuangfeng Mountain is located on the western edge of Linhai City, about 20 kilometers from the city center. It's not high, with a vertical drop of no more than 300 meters, but it's quite wide, stretching for dozens of miles. In the past, when people died in the city, they were buried there, and over time, the numerous, overlapping graves created a spectacular sight. Separated by the living and the dead, and fueled by ghost stories, Shuangfeng Mountain became a forbidden zone for the living. The trees flourished, forming a lush forest. From a distance, the dark green mountain resembles two large, leavened steamed buns, hence the name Shuangfeng Mountain (Double Peak Mountain). Of course, those with impure thoughts would naturally make certain associations upon seeing this sight.

In recent years, the city government relocated the graves and then sold the land at an incredibly low price, using it to build tea plantations, orchards, hotels, villas, and other facilities. The area was then renamed Shuangfeng Mountain Forest Park. Soon, the once sparsely populated forest became bustling and vibrant, transforming into another popular leisure and vacation spot in Linhai City.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, Yuan Tingting parked the car and eagerly pulled Yang Letian towards the summit. Along the way, Yuan Tingting was like a mischievous little girl, extremely excited, picking wildflowers and tucking them into her hair, then placing them in Yang Letian's. Seeing Yuan Tingting's joy, Yang Letian stretched out his limbs, forgetting his worries, and played and chased each other along the winding path paved with hexagonal bricks, bathed in sunlight filtering through the trees.

Surrounded by this overwhelming greenery, the air felt incredibly fresh. Taking a few deep breaths, his internal organs felt refreshed. Yang Letian felt as if a tightly kneaded ball of cotton had suddenly been immersed in water, quickly relaxing and unwinding.

Yang Letian and Yuan Tingting stopped at a cliff edge halfway up the mountain. Looking back at the city below, towering buildings obscured many streets, with only occasional glimpses of pedestrians and toy-like vehicles passing by. In the distance, the Yangtze River stretched out like a white-gray ribbon. Gazing down from this vantage point, they couldn't help but feel a sense of detachment from the mundane world, a feeling of being beyond the five elements. The feelings for Qin Xiaolu that had been lingering in their hearts had faded considerably, and all their desires had been like a torrent flowing into a calm riverbed. No wonder the ancients, seeking complete liberation from their troubles, would retreat to temples deep in the mountains to cultivate themselves. The isolation of space could sever worldly attachments. Sadness and worries would naturally fade away.

The two finally reached the summit. Yang Letian and Yuan Tingting were both very excited. Yang Letian stood on a large rock, facing the mountain wind, and let out a long, loud cry: "Ah..."

Yuan Tingting couldn't help but giggle below

, covering her mouth and saying, "Going on a roll again." Yang Letian said, "Yes, I'm indulging in the sentiments of the ancients! How beautiful this is! Come and see for yourself." He then pulled Yuan Tingting along, and the two stood on the large rock together, gazing into the distance. The distant mountains were shrouded in mist, everywhere a verdant sea of green. A mountain breeze swept through, and the surrounding trees swayed gently, making a soft, rustling sound that was extremely soothing.

Yang Letian couldn't help but recite: "Boundless fallen leaves rustle down, the endless Yangtze River rolls on."

"Haha, you're really inspired to write poetry!" Yuan Tingting teased, but her expression couldn't hide her admiration.

Yang Letian was truly inspired to write poetry, and then recited another poem: "All day long I drift in a drunken stupor, suddenly I hear spring is ending and I force myself to climb the mountain. Passing a bamboo grove, I meet a monk and chat, thus gaining half a day of leisure in this fleeting life."

"Gaining half a day of leisure in this fleeting life," Yuan Tingting murmured. Her admiration deepened, and she said, "I didn't expect your literary cultivation to be so high;

you're quite a talent!" Yang Letian laughed and said, "What talent am I? Don't laugh at me. This is just directly using a poem by an ancient poet; it's not my own creation. If we're talking about talent, yours far surpasses mine. You're a master's student from Cambridge University in England, while I'm just an undergraduate from an ordinary second-rate university. There's no comparison!"

"No, in my heart, you are the most talented," Yuan Tingting said, gazing at Yang Letian with deep affection through her beautiful eyes.

In that instant, Yang Letian seemed to see so much in her clear, watery eyes, yet also seemed to see nothing at all. His heart warmed, and he silently savored this tender moment.

Chapter Twelve: Entangled in the Mountains and Forests

"What are you thinking about?" Yuan Tingting asked softly.

Yang Letian answered without hesitation, "Holding your hand. Growing old together."

Yuan Tingting's face flushed, her eyes filled with undisguised joy, and she gripped Yang Letian's hand even tighter. Yang Letian gently stroked her long, smooth fingers; the cool, jade-like softness of her touch seemed to intoxicate his heart.

The wind stopped, and the trees that had been swaying in the wind returned to stillness. At this moment, everything around them quieted down, with only the sounds of birds and insects punctuating the beautiful, tranquil environment. Yang Letian could clearly hear the sound of his own blood flowing; Yuan Tingting's increasingly rapid heartbeat was like the most moving music in the world, each beat stirring Yang Letian's restless soul.

It was unclear who had taken the initiative—whether Yuan Tingting had thrown herself into Yang Letian's arms or Yang Letian had pulled her into his embrace first—but in any case, the two were intimately embracing. Yuan Tingting's warm, firm breasts pressed tightly against Yang Letian's broad chest. A faint, sweet fragrance, like orchids and musk, wafted from her body. The feeling of being embraced by her soft, warm body sent shivers down Yang Letian's spine.

Yuan Tingting's arms were around his neck, her head slightly raised, her eyes tightly closed, her fluttering eyelashes seeming both fear and teasing. Her beautiful face and rosy lips were full of endless allure. Yang Letian's body was completely immersed in the beautiful scene before him. He accurately bit her lips, his tongue parting her slightly cool lips. As soon as it entered her hot mouth, her smooth, passionate tongue immediately met his, intimately sucking and entwining with his. Both of them were intoxicated by this joyful kiss.

They didn't know how long they kissed, but when they separated, panting, Yuan Tingting's beautiful face was filled with joy, her bright eyes watery with tenderness that made Yang Letian's soul tremble. Watching her panting, alluring figure, only two words filled Yang Letian's mind—charm, a woman's charm. Yuan Tingting's captivating body and beautiful face exuded an intoxicating charm. Yang Letian had never felt a woman's charm so vividly before. He couldn't help but gaze at Yuan Tingting's radiant face and murmur, "Tingting, you're so beautiful." Hearing Yang Letian's praise, Yuan Tingting revealed a proud expression, then tenderly offered her sweet lips again.

And so, the two remained nestled and kissing on the mountaintop. After some time, Yang Letian said, "It's getting late, let's go down the mountain." Yuan Tingting nodded, and the two descended the mountain via a different path. The scenery along this path was completely different from the one on the way up. This path seemed to have been developed; the tall trees were fewer, replaced by groves of peach trees. Although it was early summer, the peach blossoms here were in full bloom, a sea of pink, incredibly beautiful. Yuan Tingting was even more excited than when she arrived. Holding Yang Letian's hand, she ran back and forth through the peach grove. After a while, she became breathless and slowed down, saying to Yang Letian, "This place is so beautiful! Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could leave behind worldly troubles, build a small thatched cottage here, and live a life like in a paradise?"

Yang Letian hadn't expected her to have such girlish sentiments, so he smiled and said, "You want to be like Tang Bohu?"

"Tang Bohu?" Yuan Tingting was a little puzzled.

Yang Letian explained, "Yes, Tang Bohu also loved peach blossoms and wanted to live in a peach grove, just like you. He even wrote a poem called 'The Peach Blossom Immortal Song' for it!"

"Oh, really? Then quickly recite that poem to me." Yuan Tingting was clearly interested.

Yang Letian, wanting to show off a bit, said, "Alright, I'll recite this masterpiece by Tang Bohu for you." He then began to recite the entire poem: "In Peach Blossom Valley lies Peach Blossom Hermitage, in Peach Blossom Hermitage dwells a Peach Blossom Immortal. The Peach Blossom Immortal plants peach trees, and picks peach blossoms to exchange for wine. Sober, he sits before the flowers; drunk, he sleeps beneath them. Half-awake, half-drunk, day after day; flowers bloom and fade, year after year. I wish to grow old and die among flowers and wine, rather than bowing before carriages and horses. The dust of carriages and the hooves of horses are the pleasures of the rich; wine cups and flowering branches are the lot of the poor. If you compare wealth and poverty, one is on the ground, the other in the sky. If you compare poverty and carriages, they must toil

, while I am free. Others laugh at my madness, but I laugh at their blindness. Do you not see the tombs of the heroes of the Five Mausoleums, now fields tilled without flowers or wine?" After reciting, Yang Letian turned to look at Yuan Tingting, whose eyes were filled with infatuation, admiration, and he felt a surge of pride.

Time flew by, and before they knew it, the sun was setting. On the way back to the city, Yuan Tingting said, "Letian, you know what? Today is the happiest day of my life."

"Me too." This was indeed the truth for Yang Letian. If he hadn't accompanied Yuan Tingting on that trip to the mountains, he didn't know how he would still be struggling in the emotional vortex of his breakup with Qin Xiaolu, and his mood wouldn't have improved so quickly.

"I really didn't want to part with you, but it's Saturday, and I have to go home to be with my parents, so I can't be with you." Yuan Tingting said apologetically.

"It's okay, being with your parents is important, and I can get some rest tonight." Yang Letian said with a mischievous smile.

"You're so annoying! Always so frivolous." Yuan Tingting blushed and pinched Yang Letian's thigh hard.

"You're trying to murder your husband..."

...

When they arrived in the city, Yang Letian took a taxi home. Yuan Tingting was going to take him back to his place, but Yang Letian stopped her, saying it was getting late and he should hurry home to be with his parents, or they would get worried. Indeed, her mother called several times along the way, urging her to go home early. Seeing this, Yuan Tingting didn't insist, saying, "I'll contact you by phone," and drove off. Of course, this included a passionate farewell kiss, almost reigniting Yang Letian's desire.

Back in his rented room, Yang Letian was taken aback when he opened the door. The room was spotless and tidy; even the dirty clothes he'd changed out of the night before were washed and hanging on the windowsill. Yang Letian realized Qin Xiaolu had been there, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself, "This is probably the last time she'll wash my clothes." Then, he suddenly noticed something was missing. Upon closer inspection, he realized Qin Xiaolu had taken all her belongings, even her slippers. He also found a key on the table; Yang Letian recognized it as the key to this room that Qin Xiaolu possessed.

"She's divided things thoroughly enough. Good, at least I won't be reminded of her by these things. Looks like she still cares about me," Yang Letian thought to himself with a self-deprecating smile. Looking at the empty room, he couldn't help but feel a little lost. Just then, He Xiao's phone rang.

"Boss, are you alright?" He Xiao obviously already knew about his breakup with Qin Xiaolu.

"I'm fine, what could be wrong with me? I'm perfectly fine!"

"Stop pretending, come out, I'll drink with you."

"Drink my ass, I'm not going!"

"Come on, I'm waiting for you at 'Lan Gui Fang' bar, hurry up." With that, He Xiao hung up.

The first thing He Xiao said to Yang Letian was, "If you want to cry, then cry your heart out."

"Are you crazy! Telling someone to cry the moment we meet," Yang Letian cursed.

"Don't force yourself. I know you're upset, but based on my experience in the dating scene, a good cry will help you vent."

"I think you're crazy."

"Go ahead and cry. It's not a sin for a man to cry. I won't laugh at you."

"Why don't you just die?"

"Fine! Since you don't want to cry in front of me, let's find another way to vent. Come on, let's go to the International Hotel. I heard the girls there are top-notch." "

The International Hotel? Isn't that where Yuan Tingting is staying?" Yang Letian thought, "I can't go there. If she finds out I'm seeing prostitutes, or if her employees find out and tell her, I'm doomed! She might leave me, and I might even lose my job." So he flatly refused, saying, "No, I'm not going anywhere. I'll just stay here and drink."

Just then, Yang Letian's phone rang again. It was Yuan Tingting calling.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Tingting asked gently on the other end.

"Nothing much, just drinking with a friend at a bar. Want to come join us?"

"Hehe, no, I have to be with my family. I can't go out tonight. I just called to check what you're up to, see if you're messing around with other women. Hehe! Okay, I'm off, my dad's coming out. Bye-bye, oh, and don't drink too much."

"Bye-bye!"

"Hehe, who called?" He Xiao asked with a half-smile.

"My boss."

"Your female boss, huh? Judging by your flirtatious look, there's definitely something going on between you two, isn't there?"

Yang Letian just drank, not answering, clearly acknowledging it.

"Wow, you've got it all figured out so quickly! Boss, you're always one step ahead. I'm completely outmatched. Looks like I'll have to relinquish my title as the queen of romance." He Xiao added, "No wonder you seem so nonchalant. I was just worrying for nothing. Alright, since you're fine, I'll be going now. Call me, bye!"

Watching He Xiao leave, Yang Letian felt a surge of gratitude. In this city, he was fortunate to have such a close friend, making the city feel less cold.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, you're here too." A sweet, gentle voice rang out. Yang Letian turned around and saw Sister Yun, the proprietress of the "Old Place" teahouse. She was wearing a black sleeveless, low-cut, tight-fitting evening gown, standing behind him with a smile.

"Oh, hello, Sister Yun, you're drinking here too?" Yang Letian quickly stood up and shook her hand.

Sister Yun leaned forward, extending her arm to shake his. She was an exquisite woman, her arms white and translucent, her shoulders soft and smooth, her skin as lustrous as jade, her curves long and elegant. Most striking were her two erect, trembling breasts, full and firm, displaying the mature and voluptuous charm and allure of a beautiful woman. Looking through the low-cut neckline, a deep cleavage between her breasts was revealed to Yang Letian, making his heart race and his mouth water.

Chapter Thirteen: The Clouds and Rain of Wushan

"May I sit here?" Sister Yun asked with a smile.

"Oh, of course, please!" Yang Letian pulled out a chair beside him.

"Thank you! What's wrong? Feeling down? Coming here alone to drink alone?" Sister Yun asked as she sat down.

"No, I came here with a friend, but he just left."

"I saw it all at the tea bar today. You and your girlfriend had a fight, didn't you? I saw her crying her eyes out. Sigh! You men, none of you are any good." Sister Yun was indignant on Qin Xiaolu's behalf.

Yang Letian didn't say anything, holding up his large beer glass full of beer, carefully examining the pale yellow liquid inside, as if trying to find a fish in it. After a while, Yang Letian tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, then said calmly, "She's the one who wanted to break up with me. She fell in love with a man older than me, but richer than me."

"Ah! I'm sorry! I didn't know you..." Sister Yun quickly apologized.

Yang Letian smiled wryly and said, "It's alright, it's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore, let's drink." He then raised his glass and took another sip. "And you? Why are you drinking here alone too? Don't you have to look after the business at the tea bar?"

"I came here to meet up with friends, but one of them had something come up and couldn't make it, so I'm drinking alone. As for the tea bar, there are people there to look after it, I don't need to go."

"Oh, I almost forgot you're the proprietress, you don't need to do everything yourself. But it's so late, and you're so beautiful, your husband must be worried about you being out alone, haha!" Yang Letian joked.

The smile on Sister Yun's face vanished instantly, replaced by a forlorn and helpless expression. She said softly, "Him? I wish he would worry about me."

"What's going on between you two?" Yang Letian blurted out, then immediately regretted it. He wasn't very familiar with Sister Yun and shouldn't have inquired about their marital affairs.

Sister Yun, however, didn't seem to care and continued, "He's been abroad for almost three years now, and we don't know when he'll come back, maybe never. As for me, to put it nicely, I'm a 'left-behind woman,' to put it bluntly, I'm living like a widow, haha..." Sister Yun laughed, her voice soft and tinged with sadness. But this smile gave Yang Letian a sense of beauty, a beauty that captivated him, making him unable to look away from her bright eyes and white teeth, her delicate and charming appearance. He was struck by the realization that the passage of time hadn't diminished her beauty; instead, it had sculpted a captivating charm and a myriad of allure. Her eyebrows, the corners of her eyes, even the slender waist hidden beneath her skirt, all appeared distinct and alluring. Her exquisite attire and fine clothing gave one the feeling of a beauty past her prime.

"I'm sorry! I hurt your feelings," Yang Letian said, but inwardly he sighed, "Sigh! Another person troubled by love, just like me. Although Yuan Tingting loves me now, do I really love her? Besides, I'm not sure if this relationship can last."

"It's okay, I'm used to it," Sister Yun said. "Hehe, I don't know why I've talked to you so much? But I feel you're different from other men. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, come on, let's drink." After saying that, she imitated Yang Letian and downed a large glass of beer in one gulp.

"Come on, another dozen!" Sister Yun shouted.

"No, you can't drink anymore, let me take you home." Yang Letian paid the bill without waiting for her consent, then helped Sister Yun out of the bar and into a taxi.

The two sat in the back of the taxi. Sister Yun seemed a little drunk, her eyes slightly closed, her head resting casually on Yang Letian's shoulder. One of her full breasts was pressed tightly against his arm, making Yang Letian restless. His eyes kept peeking through her low-cut neckline, her alluring cleavage and full breasts faintly visible in the dim light of the car. Yang Letian's little brother began to uncontrollably rise. At this moment, Sister Yun seemed to want to change her position. She raised her buttocks slightly, pressing her head even closer to the ground, almost against Yang Letian's chest. Her soft hair brushed against his face, its fragrance intoxicating, ticklish yet pleasant. But Sister Yun's hand, which had been on her chest, inadvertently slipped down, landing right on Yang Letian's inner thigh, the back of her hand pressed tightly against the raised umbrella.

Yang Letian was so embarrassed he almost fainted, but Sister Yun didn't remove her hand, as if she were asleep. Yang Letian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but dared not remove her hand, afraid of accidentally waking her and making things awkward for everyone. So Yang Letian simply closed his eyes, forcing himself not to look at Sister Yun's alluring body, but the more he tried not to look, the more he thought about it, and the more his little brother got hard. The temptation of having a beauty in his arms tormented Yang Letian, making him restless and almost unable to control himself from reaching out to Sister Yun.

Finally, he heard the driver say, "We've arrived." Yang Letian felt like he had been granted a pardon, quickly shook Sister Yun's arm, and naturally pushed her hand away from his thigh.

"Oh, we're here. Thank you for bringing me back. Why don't you come up and sit for a while?" Sister Yun invited.

Late at night, a man and a woman were alone in a room. Yang Letian knew he couldn't maintain a virtuous facade, so he quickly said, "No, it's late, I should go back. You should get some rest too."

"What? Are you afraid I'll eat you up?" Sister Yun said coquettishly, her voice sweet and seductive. Yang Letian's heart skipped a beat, and a surge of heat rose from his lower abdomen and spread throughout his body. In the dim light of the neighborhood streetlights, he could see that Sister Yun's face was flushed, her high breasts heaving slightly, and her eyes held a mixture of resentment and longing. Yang Letian immediately realized that she had been pretending to be asleep in the car, and that her every move had been seen by her. Understanding this, the desire he had suppressed in the car burst forth like a flood. He nodded almost unconsciously and said, "Then let's go upstairs and sit down." When he turned to pay the fare, he saw the driver give him a knowing smile.

Upon entering the room, before Yang Letian could even take in the sights, he felt Yun Jie's smooth, warm body rush into his arms. Yang Letian felt his body burning, and Yun Jie's cheek against his shoulder felt fiery hot. He looked up, and in the warm glow of the orange wall lamp, Yun Jie nestled languidly in his arms, her beautiful face flushed crimson. He had never seen a woman so beautiful, even with a slight buzz from alcohol. Yun Jie's rosy cheeks exuded a captivating allure, enticing Yang Letian to pull her tightly into his embrace like a moth to a flame. Yun Jie's body burned with passion, writhing in his arms, letting him feel the soft friction of her skin against his skin.

An uncontrollable flame ignited within Yang Letian. He greedily grasped Yun Jie's small mouth, sucking on her sweet saliva. His hands groped and climbed upwards along her beautifully curved body. Finally, through a thin layer of clothing, his hands caressed Yun Jie's full, firm breasts. Yun Jie trembled slightly, one hand around his waist, the other sliding down to his crotch. Her small hand moved gently a few times, freeing his already erect penis. Just as he felt the cool air, Yun Jie's smooth, warm hand caressed him, grasping his hard penis and stroking it up and down. Yang Letian let out a comfortable sigh. His hand, which had been resting on her breasts, reached behind her, applying slight pressure to press her warm, delicate body tightly against his chest, rubbing his strong muscles against her.

Yun Jie's breathing became increasingly rapid, but her cute little hands didn't loosen their caresses on him. Waves of intense pleasure surged from Yang Letian's lower abdomen throughout his body with each movement, intensifying his desire. He swept Yun Jie into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. Only a swan-shaped wall lamp cast a pink glow, bathing the curtains, which covered almost an entire wall, in this soft light. Letian

gently placed Yun Jie on the bed and tenderly removed her clothes. Soon, a stunningly beautiful female body was revealed before Yang Letian. Her figure was beautifully sculpted, with defined curves and smooth, snow-white skin. Her breasts were round and firm, and her nipples, like a young girl's, were entirely pink from the nipples to the areolas, contrasting beautifully with her fair skin. She was truly breathtaking! A slender waist, a smooth abdomen, without a single flaw, especially that mysterious triangle area, as if freshly shaved, clean, white, and shiny, accentuating her full figure, making her even more beautiful and alluring.

Yang Letian was so excited and thrilled, feeling his lower body growing increasingly engorged. Without hesitation, he thrust himself into Sister Yun's tight, narrow passage. Sister Yun gasped, her hands tightly embracing Yang Letian's waist, trying her best to withstand his penetration. The intense pressure and writhing sensation from Sister Yun's wondrous passage made Yang Letian feel like an explorer of a magnificent treasure trove, experiencing wave after wave of shock amidst endless pleasure and surprise. Sister

Yun's rosy face was filled with extreme pleasure, her beautiful eyes brimming with a confused, spring-like allure, which made Yang Letian's heart flutter. He launched an even more ferocious and frenzied attack on her, deeper and faster. Sister Yun writhed and moaned beneath him, being sent to the peak of desire time and time again…

Chapter Fourteen: Entrusted with an Important Task

On Monday, Yang Letian arrived at the office early as usual, only to find Chen Jun already there, wiping her desk. Yang Letian was quite surprised, as she was usually the last one to arrive. He smiled and went up to her, saying, "Wow! The sun must have risen in the west today, you're here so early!"

Chen Jun ignored him and continued wiping her desk. Yang Letian found it strange; normally, in a situation where it was just the two of them, she would definitely be flirting and exchanging glances with him. What was wrong with her today? She was ignoring him.

"What did I do to offend you?" Yang Letian couldn't help but ask.

"You didn't offend me."

"Then why are you wearing such a long face and ignoring me so early in the morning?"

"No, how could I dare ignore you? You're Director Yuan's favorite now, and maybe you'll even be the future son-in-law of the Julong Group's boss. How could I dare ignore you?" Chen Jun's words were full of jealousy.

Yang Letian was startled, thinking to himself, "How did she find out about my relationship with Yuan Tingting? Could it have spread this fast?" He said aloud, "Who said I have that kind of relationship with Director Yuan? I'm not that lucky."

"Don't deny it, I saw it all."

"Saw what?" Yang Letian's surprise deepened.

"Yesterday I saw you shopping with Yuan Tingting at the Times Square shopping mall. You were even carrying her bags. Don't tell me I was mistaken, that it wasn't you."

"You weren't mistaken, that was definitely me. But if you bumped into an acquaintance at the mall, wouldn't you go up and say hello? Seeing her carrying so many bags, wouldn't you help her?" Yang Letian said confidently. He didn't want everyone to know about his relationship with Yuan Tingting yet, because he didn't want them to think that all his future achievements at work were related to her.

"Is it that simple?" Chen Jun asked, somewhat incredulously.

"It's that simple," Yang Letian replied decisively. Suddenly, a thought struck him: "She cares so much about my relationship with Yuan Tingting, could it be that she's fallen for me too?" This made Yang Letian feel uneasy. Although he often flirted with Chen Jun and even engaged in some intimate behavior, he believed it was just due to her fiery, somewhat wild, and avant-garde personality, not that she liked him; at most, she just had a crush on him. Now that he realized she might like him, Yang Letian felt somewhat apprehensive. He and Yuan Tingting had already secretly confirmed their relationship. If Yuan Tingting found out that Chen Jun also liked him, she might become extremely jealous and fire Chen Jun, which would make him feel incredibly guilty towards Chen Jun.

To further verify his suspicions, Yang Letian walked to Chen Jun's side, put one arm around her waist, and lewdly slipped the other hand under her skirt, caressing her fair thigh. His fingers occasionally traced her private parts as he chuckled and said, "You care so much about my relationship with Yuan Tingting, does that mean you've fallen in love with me?"

"Ugh, who's fallen in love with you? Take your lewd hands off me!" Despite saying this, Chen Jun didn't push his hand away. Instead, she leaned against his shoulder, her face flushed, like a shy young girl. Her former wild and unruly personality had vanished. Seeing this, Yang Letian became even more certain of his guess, and sighed inwardly, "I never thought that one woman leaving me would lead to even more women falling for me. Is this a blessing or a curse? Oh well, I won't think about it too much. Let nature take its course."

Other people arrived at work one after another. As soon as Xiao Li saw Chen Jun, he exclaimed dramatically, "My God! How come you're here earlier than me today?" He then reached out to touch her forehead, asking, "Do you have a fever?"

Chen Jun pushed his hand away, saying, "Go away, I come whenever I want. Is it any of your business?" Xiao Li, feeling awkward, could only return to his seat sheepishly.

At this moment, Yang Letian glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already time for work, but Yuan Tingting hadn't arrived yet. He thought to himself, "Why hasn't Tingting come yet? Could she have gone to see Director Wang in HR early this morning to transfer me to the head office?" Just then, Yuan Tingting arrived. She was dressed in a black business suit, looking shrewd and capable, a stark contrast to the sexy and charming woman he had seen in his arms last time.

Yuan Tingting didn't go into her own office, but instead went to Yang Letian's desk and said, "Yang Letian, you're coming with me to a department meeting."

"Okay," Yang Letian stood up seriously and followed Yuan Tingting out. As soon as they left the office, Yang Letian secretly pinched her full, firm buttocks from behind. Yuan Tingting blushed, glared at him, and whispered, "You're so indecent."

Yang Letian chuckled and said, "Yesterday, Chen Jun saw us shopping at the Times Square mall, and she even asked what our relationship was."

"Ah, what did you say?" "

Hehe, I just said we bumped into each other by chance."

"Are you that afraid of people finding out about our relationship?" Yuan Tingting said, half-jokingly, half-resentfully.

"No, I haven't achieved anything yet. If I announce it now, people will say I'm a toad trying to eat swan meat, and that could kill me."

"What? Kill you?"

"Yeah, I think all the single men in Linhai City would die of jealousy, and then I'd be in big trouble."

"Haha... Silly boy, always talking nonsense." Yuan Tingting laughed.

As they spoke, they arrived at the elevator. Yang Letian asked curiously, "Aren't we going to a meeting? The meeting room is in this building, why are we taking the elevator?"

"Yes, we're going to a meeting, but it's at the group headquarters."

"What? Group headquarters? Why are you asking a lowly employee like me to go? I heard that only department heads like you are qualified to go to headquarters meetings." Yang Letian was a little confused.

"Just go when I tell you to go, why all the nonsense?"

"Then you have to give me a heads-up first, what's the meeting about? You're not going to ask me to give a speech or something, are you?" Yang Letian said with a bitter face.

"Haha, let's go, you'll see when we get there." Yuan Tingting laughed and pulled him into the elevator.

The car arrived at the headquarters of the Julong Group—the Julong Building—in less than half an hour. It was a twenty-story building, entirely composed of dark blue glass curtain walls, with four large, gilded characters—Julong Group—standing atop the roof, giving it a very imposing appearance.

As soon as they entered the building, a beautiful young woman greeted them, saying, "Miss Yuan, the chairman and the others are already waiting for you in the conference room."

"Oh, I know," Yuan Tingting said casually.

"What? Your chairman father is here too?" Yang Letian asked in surprise.

Yuan Tingting smiled slightly and said, "Let's go up quickly, don't keep them waiting."

Yang Letian, feeling both excited and nervous, followed Yuan Tingting to the conference room. Upon opening the door, he saw a dignified-looking man in his sixties sitting at the head of the conference table. Yang Letian guessed that this was Yuan Zixiong, the chairman of the Julong Group and Yuan Tingting's father. There were more than a dozen people sitting on both sides of the conference table, some of whom Yang Letian recognized—they were department heads from their bank. At this moment, Yuan Tingting walked over to Yuan Zixiong and called out, "Dad!" before sitting down in an empty seat next to him. Yang Letian bowed slightly to everyone, then walked to the end of the conference table and found a seat.

"Alright, everyone's here now, let's begin the meeting," said a young woman who appeared to be an assistant to Yuan Zixiong. "Let me first introduce the main topic of this meeting: the expansion of Zhengguang Investment Development Bank. We recently had a project to invest in and build a new branch in a second-tier city in Anhui Province. The expected investment was five million, but so far, the initial investment has reached eight million, and the new branch is still not operational. Okay, that's the situation."

A buzz of discussion erupted from below, with everyone whispering about the matter. Yang Letian, however, knew nothing about it, and it was none of his business. So he leisurely glanced around, finding the whispers rather amusing. Suddenly, he noticed a woman sitting near the head of the table constantly glancing at him. Yang Letian was puzzled. "I don't know her. Why is she looking at me so often? Am I really that handsome? Hehe!" He felt a little smug. He couldn't help but glance at the woman a couple more times. She appeared to be in her thirties, not exceptionally beautiful, but with delicate features and fair, smooth skin, giving her an air of elegance and refinement. "Hmm, not bad, she could be considered a beauty. I wonder if she's a shareholder or a senior executive?" Yang Letian thought to himself.

"Everyone, quiet down. Chairman Yu, what's your opinion on this matter?" Yuan Zixiong's deep voice interrupted the buzzing below, and a moment of silence fell.

The beautiful woman sitting at the head of the table spoke up, "Yes, I recommended the person in charge of this project. He's been incompetent, and I bear responsibility. However, I don't think it's entirely his fault. The main problem is that the local government hasn't cooperated well with our work."

"That's because he lacks competence and hasn't cultivated good relations with the local government. How can you say it's not his responsibility?" Yuan Tingting said.

"Hmm, Tingting is right," Yuan Zixiong chimed in.

"Hmph, then according to you, Miss Yuan, what should we do about this?" Chairman Yu passed the buck to Yuan Tingting. At this moment, Yang Letian realized that Chairman Yu and Yuan Tingting had a conflict.

"It's simple, immediately remove the project manager and appoint someone else."

"What? Appoint someone else? Wouldn't all his preliminary work have been for nothing? The business world is like a battlefield; changing generals mid-battle is a cardinal sin. I believe that with a little more investment, this project can be completed without needing to appoint someone else," Chairman Yu raised his voice.

"Add more investment? He can't even handle eight million in a small second-tier city. Adding more investment will only cause losses for the company,"

Yuan Zixiong pondered for a moment and said, "What are everyone's opinions?" At this moment, a buzzing sound arose from below, some saying Yuan Tingting was right, others saying Chairman Yu was right, with no consensus.

Yuan Zixiong waved his hand and asked Yuan Tingting, "Then do you have any suitable candidates to replace that manager?"

Yuan Tingting raised her head and said, "Of course." Then she pointed to Yang Letian and said, "This is my subordinate, Mr. Yang Letian. He is exceptionally capable, and I think it's perfectly fine for him to be the project manager."

"What? Me?" Yang Letian exclaimed inwardly, this was completely unexpected.

Chapter Fifteen: Parting Tenderness

"Him?" Director Yu paused, then curled her lip, her disdain evident.

"Can he handle it? He's just an ordinary employee, he hasn't done any projects, he probably lacks experience." Yuan Zixiong also said with some doubt.

"Not having done projects doesn't mean you can't do them. Unlike some people who think they're experienced, but when they get down to business, they're sloppy and only cause losses for the company." Yuan Tingting said pointedly.

"You…" Director Yu's pretty face flushed red with anger. She knew Yuan Tingting was talking about her, but she couldn't do anything about it, so she could only silently fum in anger.

Yuan Tingting continued, "I trust my judgment and Yang Letian's abilities. Please approve my proposal, Chairman." She then gave Yang Letian a meaningful look. Yang Letian understood she wanted him to express his opinion as well. He hadn't been very confident initially, but seeing Chairman Yu's dismissive attitude and Yuan Zixiong's lack of faith in him ignited his competitive spirit. He stood up and said, "Chairman, I believe I have the ability to make this project a success." His words were few, but forceful.

"Good! Young man, you're fearless. You have guts. I appoint you as the project leader. Go to Fanshan City in Anhui tomorrow to take over from the previous leader. However, I'll only give you one million yuan. You have one month to establish and operate the bank."

"What? One million? Dad, isn't that too little? The previous leader spent eight million and still couldn't get it done. You're only giving him one million now? How is he supposed to get anything done?" Yuan Tingting exclaimed anxiously.

"Didn't you say he was exceptionally capable? You're scared off by this little difficulty? Heh heh!" Chairman Yu sneered from the side, looking smug.

"Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice! Without money, you can call him..."

Yuan Tingting's words were interrupted by Yuan Zixiong, "Because eight million has already been invested in the initial phase, I can only invest another million now. If it still can't be built, I'll have to withdraw from this project. Okay, that's it, meeting adjourned." With that, he led the way out of the conference room, and the others followed suit. Chairman Yu walked past Yuan Tingting, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, and snorted coldly, meaning he was waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

Once everyone had left, leaving only the two of them in the large conference room, Yuan Tingting gently closed the door, then walked to Yang Letian, like a child who had done something wrong, lowered her head, and whispered, "I'm sorry!"

"Sorry? Why are you saying sorry?" Yang Letian was a little confused.

“I originally wanted you to be in charge of this project to make a good impression on my dad. With enough funding, this project wouldn't be too difficult to implement. But I didn't expect him to only give us one million yuan. Making this project successful with that is extremely challenging. If you don't complete it within a month, I'm afraid you won't only fail to make a good impression on my dad, but you might also lose your job. Sigh, I wanted to help you, but I've only caused you trouble. I'm so sorry,” Yuan Tingting said apologetically.

Yang Letian had no idea how much it would cost to complete this project, so when Yuan Zixiong offered him a million, he was secretly thrilled. But hearing Yuan Tingting's words, he inwardly groaned, though he didn't show it. Instead, he comforted her, saying, "It's not your fault. I know you're doing this for my own good. Even if I mess this up and get fired, you'll still be there for me, right? As long as you support me, that's fine, haha!"

Yuan Tingting laughed at his words and playfully replied, "Okay, don't worry, I'll take good care of you."

"Then I'll be counting on you for the rest of my life." With that, Yang Letian deliberately leaned on Yuan Tingting's shoulder, making her giggle and say, "Don't be ridiculous!"

On the way back to the bank, Yang Letian couldn't help but ask, "Who is that Director Yu?"

"Her name is Yu Jie. She's the company's executive director and a major shareholder."

"Oh, you two have a conflict? I noticed you were constantly at odds in the meeting just now."

Yuan Tingting didn't answer his question, but instead blurted out, "Didn't you feel like she kept looking at you? And her gaze was strange."

Yang Letian asked curiously, "Yeah, yeah, you noticed too? I was just about to ask you about it. Is it because I'm too handsome? Hehe!"

"Haha, don't be so conceited." After laughing for a while, Yuan Tingting said quietly, "Yu Jie is my ex-boyfriend's aunt."

"Ah!" Yang Letian was surprised and said, "No wonder she kept looking at me. So she also thinks I look a bit like her little foreigner. But that doesn't make sense. Logically speaking, you two should be very close. How come you seem like enemies?"

“Because she always believed that I was responsible for her son’s death. She said that if I hadn’t insisted on studying in England, her son wouldn’t have died far from home. So she hates me very much, including her family. Now, as the company’s executive director, she often contradicts me in high-level decision-making meetings. At first, I could tolerate it, but as time went on and it happened more often, I couldn’t take it anymore and confronted her directly. Now everyone in the group knows that my relationship with her is very strained.”

“You did the right thing,” Yang Le said angrily. “How can you blame her for her son’s death? She and her family are so unreasonable.”

“No, I do have to bear some responsibility for her son’s death, but she can’t keep treating me like this.” After saying that, Yuan Tingting parked the car on the side of the road and sobbed, burying her face in the steering wheel. Yang Letian felt a pang of heartache upon seeing her and quickly pulled her into his arms, saying, "Don't cry. That matter has nothing to do with you at all; it was entirely caused by that kid's own indiscretions. That woman surnamed Yu is too unreasonable. I'll teach her a lesson when I get the chance, and get revenge for you."

Yuan Tingting smiled through her tears and said, "I won't allow you to mess with her. She's incredibly seductive. I'm afraid that instead of teaching her a lesson, you'll end up being seduced by her."

Yang Letian chuckled and said, "Am I really that easily tempted?"

"Hmph! That's hard to say."

"I..." Yang Letian was about to defend himself when he suddenly remembered Sister Yun and the madness of that night, and he felt a little guilty, swallowing the rest of his words. Yuan

Tingting, oblivious to his change in demeanor, blushed and said, "You're leaving for another city tomorrow, and it'll probably be several weeks before you come back. Why don't you come to my place tonight?"

"Of course!" Yang Letian, seeing her shy and bashful appearance, was greatly aroused, and his hand unconsciously moved to her full breasts, kneading them incessantly.

"Alright, alright, look at you, you lecherous face!" Yuan Tingting, panting, pushed him away and said, "Let's go back first, I'll give you a farewell dinner tonight."

Back at the bank, the two resumed their formal superior-subordinate relationship. After Yuan Tingting entered her office, Xiao Li approached and said, "Hehe, it's great to have a meeting with a beautiful woman, isn't

it?" Yang Letian feigned a bitter expression and said, "Great? Tomorrow I'm being sent to a small place in Anhui." He then glanced at Chen Jun, who was looking at him with concern.

"No way, that's terrible!" Xiao Li made an exaggerated expression.

"Yeah, it'll be a month."

"Wow! That's a long time. How about we find a place to give you a farewell dinner tonight?" Xiao Li suggested. Everyone else in the office chimed in. Yang Letian remembered that Yuan Tingting was going to give him a farewell dinner that night, so he declined, saying, "Thank you everyone, but I already have plans with some classmates tonight. I'm really sorry. How about this, I'll treat everyone to seafood when I get back."

Since he already had plans, everyone let it go and returned to their seats to continue working. Yang Letian glanced at Chen Jun and saw the undisguised disappointment on her face. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his head, pretending not to see it.

After work, Yang Letian first went back to his rented apartment, grabbed a few changes of clothes, and then took a taxi straight to the International Hotel. Reaching Yuan Tingting's room, just as he was about to knock, the door slowly opened. Yuan Tingting stood before him, smiling sweetly. Yang Letian was stunned. Yuan Tingting was absolutely stunning tonight, breathtakingly beautiful. She wore a dark red dress, her hair styled in an updo, and a crystal necklace adorned her swan-like neck. She rarely wore makeup, at most a light touch. But tonight, it was clear she had meticulously prepared, and there was even a faint, subtle fragrance wafting from her. The color of her dress further accentuated her fair skin, enough to make any man's heart flutter.

"Come in, what are you standing there for?" Yuan Tingting said with a smile.

Yang Letian, as if waking from a dream, entered the room and said, "You look beautiful tonight."

"Hmph, does that mean I'm not beautiful usually?"

"No, no, you're beautiful usually too. I mean you're especially beautiful tonight."

"Hehe, that's more like it."

...

The table was already set with wine and food. Suddenly, the lights went out, leaving only the red candles on the candlesticks emitting a dreamlike glow. Yang Letian and Yuan Tingting sat facing each other, neither speaking, quietly savoring the romantic atmosphere while sipping their red wine. Soon, a blush crept onto Yuan Tingting's delicate face, making her even more alluring and captivating.

"Let's dance," Yuan Tingting said gently, raising her wine glass.

Yang Letian nodded, and the two embraced, swaying to the music of Haydn's Serenade. Through her thin dress, her smooth skin gave Yang Letian an indescribable feeling of comfort. When their eyes met, Yuan Tingting's blush deepened. She leaned on Yang Letian's shoulder, and he could clearly feel her slender fingers gently caressing his chest and back.

Yang Letian's hands, which had been wrapped around her slender waist, slowly moved his right hand inside her shirt, gently stroking her back. Her skin was so delicate and smooth that Yang Letian could only caress her with very gentle movements. His hand lingered on Yuan Tingting's breasts, feeling their intoxicating softness and elasticity through her bra. Then, Yang Letian lifted her chin and whispered in her ear, "Let's go to the bedroom, okay?" Yuan Tingting nodded shyly, and he lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom.

Chapter Sixteen: Intoxicated by Desire

As the first rays of sunlight streamed through the thick curtains, Yang Letian awoke. The moment he opened his sleepy eyes, he saw Yuan Tingting standing naked before the mirror. The morning sunlight cast a soft halo around her graceful figure, making her appear like an ethereal fairy. She was turning her head, combing her long, cascading hair. Her proudly erect breasts trembled slightly with the movement of her arms, her two cherry-like nipples still swollen as if about to burst open. The light shone on her lower body, her slender waist and full, upturned buttocks forming a beautiful arc that extended to her long, shapely legs and delicate ankles. Her face, perhaps radiant from the lovemaking of the previous night, glowed with a healthy glow.

Yang Letian was almost mesmerized by the sight. His little brother, without him even realizing it, was already erect again. He quietly got up and crept up behind her. By the time Yuan Tingting noticed him, he had already pulled her into his arms from behind, one hand cupping her breasts and kneading her nipples, the other gently stroking her smooth, silky belly. He whispered in her ear, "You're so beautiful! It wants more." Then, he pressed his already erect penis against her soft waist, rubbing it incessantly.

Yuan Tingting turned her head and giggled, "You glutton, weren't you satisfied last night?"

"Not enough, not enough, a thousand times wouldn't be enough," Yang Letian said, kissing her neck and earlobe.

Yuan Tingting was speechless. She turned around and hugged Yang Letian tightly, and the two fell onto the large Simmons bed together. Yang Letian held her soft, naked body, his hands roaming restlessly over her fair, jade-like skin. Under his caresses, Yuan Tingting soon went limp, utterly powerless, only letting out soft moans.

The intimate contact between their bodies, coupled with her alluring fragrance and shy moans, aroused Yang Letian's erection. But he struggled to control his desire, continuing to bury his face in her firm breasts, letting Yuan Tingting's scent fill his senses. His hands traversed the area, finally settling on her lush, dark forest.

Yang Letian began kissing her red lips, his tongue darting to capture her playful, agile tongue, but without success. This slight frustration only excited him more. He rolled over, pinning her beneath him, yet carefully, careful not to hurt her, gently smoothing her disheveled hair behind her ear. His tenderness and love poured over her body through his lips and tongue. Her proud nipples were taken into his mouth, slowly hardening under the warm caress of his tongue.

Yuan Tingting's sensitive cleavage also began to be gently invaded by Yang Letian, and she couldn't help but cry out. Encouraged, Yang Letian's tongue became even more aggressive, sometimes fierce, sometimes gentle, exploring her snow-white, delicate body.

When Yuan Tingting's honey-drenched private parts were also subjected to Yang Letian's fatally gentle invasion, she trembled violently as if electrocuted, saying, "Letian...I...I..." like a person carrying a heavy load climbing a mountain, struggling to utter a few words amidst rapid breathing.

Yang Letian relaxed his caresses and instead kissed her, finally capturing her soft tongue and transferring the sweet taste of his mouth to her. "What did you say?" Yang Letian feigned ignorance.

"You...you're so bad." Yuan Tingting weakly pounded on him.

"Say it."

"I...I...want you...come in." Yuan Tingting had no choice but to whimper.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you." Yang Letian became even more aggressive. Watching the beautiful girl beneath him being tormented to the point of ecstasy, Yang Letian's confidence and satisfaction swelled immensely. But his confidence only lasted a moment; burning with desire, Yuan Tingting decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. Like a snake, she wriggled and flipped onto Yang Letian, retaliating against his pride with passion and tenderness.

Yuan Tingting knelt beside Yang Letian, who simply closed his eyes and lay on his back. She tilted her head, her long, cloud-like hair brushing against Yang Letian's body, gently kissing his face, neck, and earlobes. Yang Letian felt waves of pleasure slowly welling up from his lower abdomen. Her kisses were so focused and passionate, her jade-like hands carefully caressing his penis, her smooth fingers gently grasping it, making it even more erect. Yuan Tingting felt a little flustered, but she couldn't care less. She leaned back slightly, her small mouth kissing his chest, her head slowly sliding down. As her breasts brushed against Yang Letian's chest and lower abdomen, the smooth, delicate sensation made Yang Letian tremble slightly. Yuan Tingting licked his lower abdomen, slowly moving downwards, lower and lower, her smooth, slender fingers gently scratching his thighs. Then, she cupped his lower abdomen with both hands, cupping his engorged penis, and her cherry lips actually pressed against it. Instantly, a wave of tingling pleasure washed over Yang Letian, but she continued to intensify her attack.

The tingling pleasure coursing through his body grew stronger, and Yang Letian groaned, releasing his inner excitement. Yuan Tingting continued licking and kissing, until finally his penis was completely engulfed by her. The intense stimulation almost made Yang Letian ejaculate.

Yang Letian didn't want to be passive anymore; he suddenly rolled over, kneeling between Yuan Tingting's legs. Yuan Tingting smiled charmingly, her snow-white legs lifted by Yang Letian, his already surging desire entering her body without hindrance. Yang Letian thrust and panted, Yuan Tingting trembled and contracted; both of them felt as if they were floating on clouds, drifting and drifting, finally reaching a completely illusory state, where they erupted simultaneously.

Afterwards, Yuan Tingting remained curled up in Yang Letian's arms like a kitten, murmuring, "I really don't want you to leave."

Yang Letian kissed her smooth forehead and said, "I don't want to be separated from you either. Why don't you talk to your chairman father and ask him to send someone else?" Although Yang Letian wasn't sure if he had truly fallen in love with Yuan Tingting, he was certain that he liked her very much, and through their interactions these past few days, this liking had only grown stronger. Sometimes he vaguely realized that this might be love, so he really didn't want to be separated from Yuan Tingting for so long.

"No!" Yuan Tingting said firmly, "If that happens, you'll have a hard time getting ahead in this company, and don't even think about my father agreeing to our relationship. Yu Jie might also use this to her advantage, and then I'll have a hard time getting shareholder support in future company meetings. Darling, for our future, please try your best. I believe you will succeed." Yuan Tingting's eyes were fixed on Yang Letian, her gaze full of tenderness and encouragement.

Yang Letian inwardly cried out, "I'm ashamed!" He thought, "What's wrong with me? I'm even considering giving up my career for the sake of romance. Remember how Qin Xiaolu left me? Wasn't it because you were poor and powerless?" Thinking this, Yang Letian hugged Yuan Tingting tightly and said, "I'll try my best!" Yuan Tingting smiled contentedly, cupped his face, and showered him with kisses…

At the airport, before the plane's scheduled departure, Yang Letian said, "It's getting late, and you still have to go to work. Why don't you go back first?"

"No, I want to see you board the plane before I leave," Yuan Tingting said coquettishly.

Seeing her so girlish, Yang Letian felt a surge of affection. He hugged her and said, "You have to watch me board the plane. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back my tears at the airport."

Yuan Tingting giggled and said, "That's great! I've never seen you cry before. Today I'm going to witness it!" Just then, her phone rang. "Hello..."

After answering the phone, Yuan Tingting said with a regretful expression, "I was hoping to see you put on a romantic show of tears at the airport, but it seems I won't get to see that. The company called and told me to rush back for a meeting. Ugh, so annoying!"

Yang Letian pulled Yuan Tingting close and whispered in her ear, "It's okay, we have plenty of time. We'll spend our whole lives putting on this romantic show."

"Really?" Yuan Tingting's eyes welled up with tears.

"Really! I swear!" Yang Letian lowered his head and pressed his lips to her charming, sexy red lips. Yuan Tingting responded passionately, and the two of them embraced passionately in the bustling airport waiting hall, oblivious to everyone else.

After seeing Yuan Tingting off, Yang Letian checked the time. With over half an hour before boarding, he sat down in a reclining chair, feeling utterly bored. Watching the hurried passengers and beautiful flight attendants in the terminal, and then the planes taking off and landing on the airport runway outside, Yang Letian suddenly felt a pang of melancholy. He thought that's how the world is; everything runs its own course, and so is he. Although many things had changed these past few days—his girlfriend leaving, Yuan Tingting's advances, and the company's promotion—these were all just parts of his life's journey. He just didn't know where this journey would end, or where it would ultimately lead.

Then, Yang Letian suddenly thought of Sister Yun. He felt he should call her. They hadn't seen each other since that passionate night, only exchanging a few simple text messages. Neither of them mentioned that night's carnal revelry, as if it had never happened. This made Yang Letian feel a little frustrated. Did she really have no love for him at all? Was that passionate night just her way of relieving her sexual frustration? Although Yang Letian understood that he already had Yuan Tingting and that his time with Sister Yun was just a one-night stand with no real feelings involved, his vanity still subconsciously made him hope that Sister Yun had slept with him because she loved him.

The call connected. "Hello, this is Yang Letian."

"I know." The voice on the other end was still normal, leaving Yang Letian unable to guess her expression.

"I'm at the airport now. I'll be gone for a while, and I wanted to let you know."

"Oh!" Sister Yun was somewhat surprised. "Take care!"

"I will."

A moment of silence followed; both seemed to have something to say, yet neither knew how to express it. Just then, the terminal's announcement came over the loudspeaker, reminding passengers going to Hefei to prepare for boarding.
"I'm leaving."

"Let me know when you come back, and I'll pick you up," Sister Yun suddenly said.

"Okay, goodbye!" Yang Letian agreed almost unconsciously.

A moment later, a silver plane soared into the sky.

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