The Gate of Desire [Complete] - 5

Chapter Thirty-Three: Exceptional Promotion

This was Yang Letian's second time at the Giant Dragon Building. The first time, he accompanied Yuan Tingting to a meeting, mainly out of curiosity, without any other intentions. Today, however, his feelings were different. He was both nervous and excited. Nervous because it was his first time here alone, without Yuan Tingting's company. He didn't know how to face the company's senior management, or even the chairman himself. What would he say? What expression would he wear? He had no idea. Excited because he wondered what position the head office would assign him. Perhaps a department manager. Thinking of this, his excitement intensified.

But these were all his inner thoughts; outwardly, nothing seemed amiss. He strode inside. A pretty young woman greeted him—the same receptionist who had greeted him and Yuan Tingting last time.

"Hello, are you Mr. Yang Letian?" the receptionist asked politely.

"Yes," Yang Letian thought, feeling puzzled. "I've only been here once, and you already remember me? Haha, am I really that charming?"

Just as he was feeling pleased, the receptionist quickly poured cold water on his enthusiasm. She said, "Your Director Wang called earlier, saying you'd be here soon. And here you are, just a short while after he hung up."

Yang Letian chuckled to himself, realizing he was being a lovesick fool. It turned out Director Wang had informed her in advance; it wasn't that she remembered him at all. What a self-delusional act!

"Mr. Yang, Chairman Yuan is in a meeting in the conference room. Please wait for him in his office," the receptionist said.

"Ah?! The Chairman himself is seeing me?" Yang Letian was truly surprised, but his excitement only increased.

The receptionist led him to the Chairman's office, made him a cup of tea, and then left. Yang Letian then began to survey the office. The chairman's office was indeed exceptionally grand. The large room, over a hundred square meters, was divided into two parts. The outer part was the secretary's office, fully equipped with all the latest and most advanced office equipment. The inner part was the chairman's seat, a two-meter-long executive desk gleaming with a deep brown light, almost reflecting a person's shadow. Behind the desk was a high-backed genuine leather swivel chair, also glossy black, seemingly ready to withstand another ten years without any wear. Two leather chairs were placed side-by-side in front of the desk, presumably for subordinates reporting to him. To the left, against the wall, was a row of exquisitely designed sofas, likely for visiting guests. There were also filing cabinets, bookshelves, and art shelves, all antique, dignified, and luxurious.

The two parts were separated by tinted glass, allowing a vague view of each other's figures, but preventing the hearing of each other's voices. To speak, one needed to turn on the intercom on the corner of the table, making even people standing close together feel like they were separated by a great distance.

A moment later, footsteps sounded outside the door. Yang Letian quickly stood up to greet them. The first to enter was Yuan Zixiong, chairman of the Julong Group and father of Yuan Tingting. Seeing Yang Letian standing respectfully to the side, he smiled and said, "You've arrived, have a seat."

Following Yuan Zixiong were two beautiful women. One was surprisingly Yu Jie, Yuan Tingting's old rival. Although Yang Letian hadn't had much interaction with her, Yuan Tingting had told him a lot about Yu Jie, knowing she was the aunt of Yuan Tingting's ex-boyfriend and a narrow-minded, vengeful woman. Influenced by these preconceived notions, Yang Letian didn't like her, despite her beauty, charm, and mature womanly allure. The other beautiful woman was probably Yuan Zixiong's secretary, because she immediately sat down at the secretary's desk and began typing rapidly on the computer.

"Come, you two, sit down," Yuan Zixiong invited again. So Yang Letian and Yu Jie sat down in the two leather chairs in front of the "big desk."

"I think you two already know each other, so I won't introduce you further," Yuan Zixiong said, rocking slightly in his leather chair.

"Yes, we know each other. She's Miss Yuan

's favorite. Who doesn't know her?" Yu Jie said sarcastically. Yang Letian was immediately filled with anger, because she implied he was a gigolo, Yuan Tingting's lover. Yang Letian wanted to retort, but then he thought, Yuan Tingting had told him before that she was narrow-minded. If he argued with her, wouldn't he also be narrow-minded? Besides, it was his first time speaking to the chairman; it was best not to appear aggressive. So he put on his usual smile, extended his hand in a friendly manner, and said, "Director Yu Jie, hello, I've long admired your reputation."

Yu Jie hadn't expected that despite her subtle sarcasm, he wouldn't be angry and would even offer to shake her hand, catching her somewhat off guard. It was like someone throwing a punch with all their might, only to have it easily dodged by their opponent. They missed their target and nearly fell, but instead of pressing their advantage, their opponent helped them up. This made Yu Jie feel somewhat embarrassed, thinking to herself, "No wonder that little brat surnamed Yuan likes him; he really does have some skills." She then extended her hand and shook hands with Yang Letian.

In this first exchange, Yang Letian felt he had won slightly, feeling quite pleased with himself and thinking he had avenged Yuan Tingting.

"Haha, young man, not bad! Tingting didn't recommend you wrongly. You did a fantastic job this time, especially your advertising idea, it was excellent! It has caused our business volume there to soar, something that other newly established branches haven't achieved. Very good, very good!" Yuan Zixiong said with a smile.

"Thank you for the praise, Chairman!"

"Well, so I've decided to promote your advertising idea to all the branches."

Yang Letian was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "I was just about to bring it up, but you brought it up first, haha, I can make a fortune now. Just imagine, I can earn 100,000 yuan in commission from the business volume in that small place in Anhui. If I add up the business volume of branches all over the country, my commission will be at least a million! Haha, I'll be a millionaire now!" Thinking of this, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

Seeing the smile on his face, Yuan Zixiong assumed he was happy because of the praise, so he said, "Although you did a good job this time, don't be arrogant. Keep up the good work, understand?"

"Yes, yes, I will keep working hard," Yang Letian nodded hurriedly.

Seeing this, Yu Jie, sitting to the side, let out a soft snort of disdain. To further emphasize her contempt for Yang Letian, she tilted her head back and crossed her legs. However, because her skirt was rather short, barely reaching her knees, the purple hem slipped down to her upper thighs as soon as she crossed her legs, revealing a large section of her thighs. She was wearing black stockings, which made her white thighs appear as if shrouded in a black mist, making her look extremely sexy and alluring. Yang Letian only glanced at her before feeling his heart race and his lower abdomen heat up. He quickly looked away and sat up straight.

This Yu Jie was already forty-one years old, but when Yang Letian first saw her, he thought she was only in her early thirties. It was only later, when Yuan Tingting told him, that he realized this Director Yu was over forty. He remembered that when he learned Yu Jie was over forty, the surprised expression on his face made Yuan Tingting laugh for a while. Later, Yuan Tingting added, "Although we have our disagreements, I really admire her skincare routine. I wonder if I'll still look as young as she does now when I'm her age?"

Yang Letian comforted her, saying, "You'll only become more mature, more charming, and more alluring. As for other aspects, I don't think there will be much change."

"Why are you so sure I won't become ugly?"

"Because beauty is in the eye of the beholder!" Yang Letian said with a grin.

"So cheesy!"

...

"Alright, let's get down to business and talk about the upcoming work arrangements." Yuan Zixiong's words pulled Yang Letian out of his fond memories of flirting with Yuan Tingting, and he immediately craned his neck to listen.

"After the discussion at the board meeting just now, the shareholders unanimously decided to establish a new company to invest in funds, and Yu Jie will serve as the general manager of the company. In view of your outstanding performance in that project, I have specially appointed you as the project manager of the company. What do you think?" Yuan Zixiong said.

This was indeed an exceptional promotion, and the fact that it was personally appointed by the chairman made it even more extraordinary. You know, a company's department manager only needs to be appointed by the general manager. Now, with the chairman's personal appointment, his status has been significantly elevated, and even the general manager would not dare to underestimate him.

Chapter Thirty-Four: First Time as Manager

Upon hearing the news, Yang Letian was overjoyed, but his expression remained impassive. He smiled and said calmly, "Thank you, Chairman! I will work even harder."

At this moment, Yu Jie, who had been glancing at him sideways, spoke up, saying, "Congratulations, Manager Yang! The department manager is personally appointed by the Chairman; this has never happened before here."

Hearing the barbed words from Yu Jie, Yang Letian wasn't angry at all. Instead, he appeared incredibly sincere and said, "From now on, I will be working under General Manager Yu. I hope General Manager Yu will give me your guidance."

"I will," Yu Jie said. "Alright, the new company has just been established, and there are still many things to do. We'll be going now."

Yuan Zixiong nodded and said, "Okay, you can go ahead."

After leaving the Chairman's office, Yang Letian asked, "Which floor is our new company on?"

"The new company isn't here," Yu Jie said impatiently. "Just come with me, why are you making such a fuss?"

Yang Letian felt awkward and thought to himself, "Oh no, she and Yuan Tingting are old rivals, so she'll definitely take out all her anger on me. Sigh, I thought she'd treat me differently because I look like her, but I didn't expect... my future days won't be easy." Thinking this, his earlier joy at the promotion vanished almost entirely.

Arriving at the underground parking lot, Yu Jie pressed the remote anti-theft lock. A silver-gray BMW immediately honked twice and its lights flashed. Then Yu Jie opened the car door and said to Yang Letian, "You drive."

Yang Letian said embarrassedly, "I... I can't."

Yu Jie's eyes showed disdain, as if not knowing how to drive was the most shameful thing. "Then what are you standing there for? Get in the car," Yu Jie said impatiently.

Yang Letian could only sit awkwardly in the passenger seat, his heart seething with anger. He thought to himself, "You stinking woman, so what if you have a few stinking coins? What's so great about that? If you keep acting so arrogant, I'll... I'll rape you." Thinking of rape, Yang Letian couldn't help but stare at her alluring body a few more times, a slight smile creeping

onto his face, as if he felt that raping her with his eyes was just as effective as physical rape. "What are you looking at? Go learn to drive sometime. What kind of general manager drives his manager?" Yu Jie said

sternly. "Yes, yes, I know, I'll hurry up and learn," Yang Letian said respectfully. But in his heart, he was thinking, "What are you so arrogant about? I've raped you in my mind countless times, haha!"

Yang Letian fully utilized his Ah Q mentality, feeling much better as a result.

The car drove for nearly forty minutes before stopping in front of a high-end office building. This time, Yang Letian learned his lesson. He didn't ask any questions, but simply followed Yu Jie up to the twelfth floor.

As the elevator doors slowly opened, the four gilded characters "Zhengguang Fund" appeared before Yang Letian. A receptionist saw Yu Jie and immediately stood up to greet her respectfully, "Ms. Yu, hello!" Yu Jie nodded

slightly and walked inside. Yang Letian followed closely behind. Inside, there were quite a few people. The several hundred square meter hall was divided into small cubicles by wooden partitions on desks. People in the cubicles all stood up to greet Yu Jie, and instantly, the sounds of "Ms. Yu, hello!" filled the air. Yu Jie, however, didn't even nod, as if she hadn't heard them, and walked straight to her office.

Yang Letian didn't know where his office was either, so he could only continue following Yu Jie. As they approached his office, Yu Jie turned around and said, "Hey, why are you still following me? Go to your office."

Yang Letian was furious, inwardly cursing, "Damn it! If I knew where my office was, would I be following you around like this?" However, he forced a smile and said, "My office is..."

"Oh, right, I forgot this is your first time here. Hey, Xiao Huang, come here for a moment." Yu Jie beckoned to a girl.

"Ms. Yu, what's up?" The girl named Xiao Huang quickly ran up to Yu Jie and asked.

"Take your Manager Yang to his office and introduce him to your department." After saying that, Yu Jie said to Yang Letian, "Xiao Huang is your secretary. You can ask her if you have any questions. Okay, that's all for now." With that, she pushed open the door to her office and then slammed the door shut behind her.

When Yang Letian heard Yu Jie say that Xiao Huang was his secretary, he couldn't help but inwardly groan. It turned out that Xiao Huang was rather...unattractive. Judging by his estimation, she was about 1.6 meters tall and weighed around 180 pounds, with a round face like a red Fuji apple covered in freckles. Although Yang Letian considered himself not someone who judged by appearances, spending all his time with someone so visually unappealing was ultimately not a pleasant experience. However, Xiao Huang was quite eloquent, talking incessantly throughout the journey, allowing Yang Letian to quickly understand the basic situation of their department.

Their department consisted of six people, including the two of them. Besides Xiao Huang, the rest were all men. Two were currently away on business trips, and Xiao Huang introduced the two remaining in the office to them one by one. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Yang Letian entered his office.

It was a small office of less than twenty square meters, containing only a desk, two chairs, a computer, and a telephone. Although the furnishings were simple, this was Yang Letian's first time having his own office, and he was quite happy. He plopped down in the swivel chair and spun around several times, feeling rather smug.

Just then, the phone on the desk rang. Yang Letian picked it up with great confidence and shouted in a booming voice, "Hello, who is it?"

The person on the other end was clearly startled by his sudden loud voice, and after a long silence, finally said a single word: "It's me!" His tone was quite displeased.

Yang Letian recognized Yu Jie's voice and quickly lowered his voice, saying, "Oh, it's President Yu. What's up?"

Yu Jie didn't answer him directly but instead said, "Did you get carried away just from twirling around in the boss's chair?"

Yang Letian was startled and subconsciously looked around, thinking, "Could she have installed a camera in my office?"

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a while, Yu Jie guessed what he was doing and said, "Don't look around. I didn't install any cameras in your office."

Yang Letian laughed, "No, how could I suspect President Yu of installing cameras in my office? That would be a doubt on President Yu's noble character! I was just wondering what President Yu wanted to see me about?" But in his heart, he thought, "Damn, this woman is really something. It's like she has eyes that can see a thousand miles. It seems experience counts. I might not be able to outwit her. I'll have to work on my strength in the future."

"Alright, stop joking. Come to my office before you leave work, that's all." Yu Jie finished speaking and hung up the phone with a "click.

" "Fine, you're so arrogant!" Yang Letian said into the beeping receiver.

Although the fund company was newly established, its preliminary preparations were excellent, evident from its well-equipped offices and the bustling crowd outside. At this moment, a large pile of documents and reports lay on the project manager's desk. Xiao Huang told him these were venture capital applications submitted by various companies, as well as investment projects found by subordinates. All of these had to be reviewed and approved by him, the project manager, to determine which projects to invest in. Of course, projects with large investment amounts needed to be reported to the general manager for her decision.

Yang Letian casually flipped through the application reports and found that these were all small projects, with investment amounts less than a million, entirely within his control. At this moment, Yang Letian felt no sense of power; instead, he felt overwhelmed, because he didn't know how to choose. If the investment failed and caused losses to the company, he would bear full responsibility. Not only would he be unable to justify his actions at the company's board meeting, but his immediate supervisor, Yu Jie, wouldn't let him off easily either. She would definitely use this opportunity to attack Yuan Tingting. And the last thing Yang Letian wanted was for his beloved woman to be implicated because of his mistake.

"Sigh! With the promotion comes greater pressure; life is still tough," Yang Letian sighed inwardly.

And so, Yang Letian continued reviewing report after report, not knowing how much time had passed, until Xiao Huang came in and said, "Manager Yang, it's almost time to leave work."

"Oh, really?" Yang Letian picked up his phone and saw it was already 4:30. It was indeed almost time to leave, but Yang Letian knew that Xiao Huang's main purpose in telling him this was to remind him to go to President Yu's office. It seemed that Yu Jie had already informed Xiao Huang when she called him, asking her to remind him. Perhaps Xiao Huang was Yu Jie's spy, constantly monitoring him and reporting his every move to Yu Jie. Thinking of this, Yang Letian felt like an underground member of the Kuomintang during the reign of terror in the White Area.

Chapter Thirty-Five Intentionally Making Things Difficult

"Knock knock" Yang Letian gently knocked on Yu Jie's office door. No one answered, so he knocked again.

"Come in." This time someone responded.

"Damn, still so arrogant," Yang Letian cursed inwardly.

Stepping into Yu Jie's office, Yang Letian felt a sense of openness. This office was more than three times the size of Yang Letian's own, and not only was it large, but its furnishings were also extremely luxurious. A large glass curtain wall allowed for ample natural light, and two potted green plants placed in the corners added a touch of life. Besides these, there was a sofa, a coffee table, a plasma TV, and even a small bar in one corner, displaying various fine wines, including Louis XVIII, Royal Salute, Bonaparte, and others. Yang Letian didn't recognize the others, but judging from the labels, each bottle cost no less than two thousand yuan. The large, gleaming executive desk in front of Yu Jie was comparable to the one in the chairman's office, with two telephones, one red and one black, and a computer with an LCD monitor (Yang Letian's office computer was just a flat screen). Although the computer was still on, Yu Jie also had a laptop in front of her, and she was typing away rapidly on it.

Yang Letian thought to himself, "Looks like she's either chatting enthusiastically with some online friend or posting on some forum." Although he really wanted to know what Yu Jie was doing on the computer and wanted to peek, he finally suppressed his curiosity and stood respectfully in front of her, asking, "Ms. Yu, what can I do for you?"

"Hmm, could you find a few projects with investment value? Let me see them," Yu Jie said without looking up.

"I...I haven't found any yet," Yang Letian replied honestly.

Yu Jie finally looked up, glanced at him, then slowly closed her laptop and said leisurely, "Manager Yang, your work efficiency is too low. Don't think that just because Miss Yuan is backing you up, you can treat your work with this kind of attitude. You need to know that here, I am your direct supervisor. If you don't perform well at work, I have the right to fire you."

"Damn, is it really that bad?" Yang Letian thought to himself, "Aren't you deliberately picking on me? I've only been here for a few hours! And you're already forcing me to produce results? Besides, these are all small projects; I can decide them myself, and I don't need to report to you." He was very angry, wishing he could jump on the table and yell at her. However, he had no choice but to bow his head under her roof, so he still smiled and said, "Ms. Yu is right. I will work hard. Tomorrow, I will put a complete investment project and investment plan on your desk."

"Hmm." Yu Jie snorted lightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go out first," Yang Letian said softly.

Yu Jie glanced at her watch and said, "It's already after work, and I think you're free, so could you do me a favor?" Although she said she was asking Yang Letian for help, she spoke with such confidence that it sounded more like an order than a request.

"No problem, what is it? Please tell me," Yang Letian said with a smile, despite his reluctance.

Yu Jie didn't answer him directly but stood up and pointed to the coat rack. Following her finger, Yang Letian saw a jacket hanging on the rack. Looking at her tight-fitting tank top, he understood. He quickly ran to the rack, took down the jacket, and handed it to Yu Jie. However, Yu Jie didn't reach out to take it; she just gestured with her lips, indicating that Yang Letian should put it on for her.

"Damn it, what does she take me for? I'm your subordinate, not your servant," Yang Letian thought to himself, and his movements slowed down.

Yu Jie seemed to sense his hesitation and said, "What? Don't you even have this much gentlemanly manners?"

"Of course I have gentlemanly manners, but it depends on who I'm talking to," Yang Letian thought to himself. But despite his thoughts, he still walked behind Yu Jie and slipped his sleeves into her dazzlingly white arms.

Because Yang Letian was a head taller than Yu Jie, and because Yu Jie's high breasts squeezed a gap in her tight tank top, Yang Letian could easily see Yu Jie's deep cleavage—mysterious, sexy, and alluring. Yang Letian felt his little brother stirring again, so he quickly pulled his sleeves back over her shoulder and hurriedly retreated to the side, afraid that Yu Jie would discover something.

"Damn, is she trying to seduce me?" Yang Letian thought to himself, standing to the side. "If she really is trying to seduce me, should I firmly refuse or go along with it?"

Yang Letian was engaged in a fierce internal struggle as he watched Yu Jie get dressed, as if he were undergoing a Hamlet-like "to be or not to be?" self-examination.

At this moment, Yu Jie had already buttoned up her coat, picked up her small bag, and pointed to a cardboard box in the corner of the room, saying to Yang Letian, "This is a box of lychees that a client gave me. Can you help me carry them home?"

"What? Are you kidding me? I just finished being a maid, and now I'm a porter!" Yang Letian lamented inwardly.

"Hurry up, I'll go downstairs first and wait for you in the car." Yu Jie said and walked straight out. "Oh, right, don't forget to close this door tightly when you come out." Yu Jie reminded him as she left.

Yang Letian made a bitter face, cursing Yu Jie's ancestors in his mind, before slowly picking up the cardboard box. "Ugh! That's really heavy, I bet it weighs at least thirty pounds. Which customer was so bored as to send this thing? It's worthless, but it's huge." Yang Letian grumbled as he hoisted the cardboard box onto his shoulder and headed out.

Just then, his phone rang. Yang Letian quickly steadied the box on his shoulder with one hand and pulled his phone out of his pocket with the other.

"Hey, boss, it's me." It was He Xiao's voice.

Yang Letian remembered that He Xiao had said last night that he would treat him to a welcome-back dinner. Sure enough, He Xiao said, "Boss, you're off work? Come on over, I'll treat you to dinner."

"Sigh, no way, my boss has something to do, I can't get away," Yang Letian said dejectedly.

"Haha, boss, don't pretend to be innocent after getting a good deal. I think your boss wants you to do things in bed. Such a good thing, don't pretend to be gloomy. But you two are reunited after a long time. Boss, you should take it easy, don't be too greedy. Slow and steady wins the race, haha..."

Yang Letian was both amused and exasperated. He knew that He Xiao had mistaken the "boss" he was talking about for Yuan Tingting. "Sigh, this boss is not that boss. Alright, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm carrying a big box on my shoulder right now. Let's contact each other another day, bye!"

When he got downstairs, he found that Yu Jie had already parked her car in front of the gate and was waiting for him. When she saw Yang Letian come down, Yu Jie said impatiently, "Why are you so late?"

"You think I'm slow? Then you come and carry it," Yang Letian thought to himself. But he still honestly said, "I just received a call from a friend, so..."

"Alright, alright, stop talking, hurry up and put the things in the car." Yu Jie interrupted him and opened the trunk.

Yang Letian put the things in and got into the car. Yu Jie started the car and said, "I'll be your driver, and you'll be my porter. Neither of us is taking advantage of the other."

Yang Letian smiled and said something that even he found disgusting: "Serving a leader is my duty and my honor, especially for a beautiful leader like you. It's a real treat. How can you say I'm taking advantage of you? If you insist on calling it taking advantage, then I'd be willing to let you take advantage of me every day."

"Hmph, so glib. No wonder Miss Yuan was so easily fooled by you." Yu Jie said coldly. Although her tone was cold, her expression softened.

"These are my honest thoughts, if you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do." Yang Letian said, feigning seriousness, but inwardly he was delighted. He noticed Yu Jie's expression had softened, and thought to himself, "Looks like women all like to hear others say they're beautiful. Humph, you, Yu Jie, are no exception. Haha, as long as I flatter her more, life shouldn't be too hard."

The car drove a little further and stopped in front of a school. Yang Letian saw the school's name through the car window; it was a famous elite school in Linhai City called Elite Middle School. Yang Letian had heard of its reputation before, but he didn't understand why Yu Jie had parked here. Could it be...? Yu

Jie noticed his confusion and said, "It's the weekend, I'm here to pick up my daughter."

"Oh, I see." Yang Letian said with a look of sudden understanding.

"Tch! You didn't even think of that? I wonder what you're thinking about all day?" Yu Jie scolded mercilessly.

Yang Letian chuckled awkwardly and said, "I really didn't expect it. I didn't expect your daughter to be in middle school already. But you can't blame me, because no one would believe you're already a middle school student's mother." This was Yang Letian's honest opinion, without any flattery.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Yu Jie's Daughter.

Yu Jie was very pleased to hear this. She had always been most satisfied with her figure and skin. Sometimes when she went shopping with her daughter, some people would mistake them for sisters, prompting her daughter to jokingly call her "older sister" several times.

"Hmph, sweet talk. You should go back and say those things to your Miss Yuan." Although Yu Jie was quite pleased with Yang Letian's words, her face remained cold.

Yang Letian's honesty had backfired, leaving him rather annoyed, so he remained silent. At this moment, Yu Jie took out her phone, dialed a number, and quickly said into the phone, "Hello, Qingyu, Mom is at your school gate now, come out quickly." Her tone was very gentle, a stark contrast to her tone when she spoke to Yang Letian earlier.

"I didn't expect her to have such a gentle side, I really didn't see that coming," Yang Letian thought to himself.

After a while, a group of girls came out of the school. Yu Jie quickly rolled down the car window, waved to one of the girls, and called out, "Qingyu!" Qingyu waved back to her mother, then said a few words to her classmates before running towards them. As Qingyu got closer, Yang Letian noticed that this girl looked about 70% like her mother, and was equally beautiful. At this moment, she had her hair in a ponytail, wore a white shirt, a black skirt, and sneakers. Although her school uniform was simple in style and color, it made her look youthful and energetic. But what attracted Yang Letian's attention most were her breasts, which were developing like small steamed buns and bounced up and down with her running.

"Mom, why are you so late?" Qingyu complained to Yu Jie from the car window.

"I'm sorry, baby! Mom had something to do, so I was delayed. Come on, get in the car. Mom bought you your favorite lychees today."

"Really? That's great! Thank you, Mom." Qingyu said and tried to stick her head into the car window to kiss Yu Jie.

"Go away, you're all sweaty." Yu Jie laughed and pushed Qingyu away.

"Huh! He is..." At this moment, Qingyu noticed Yang Letian sitting next to her.

"He's Mom's colleague. Mom bought you too many lychees today, and Mom couldn't carry them all, so I asked this uncle to help." Yu Jie explained.

"Hello, Uncle!" Qingyu said obediently.

"Hello, hello!" Yang Letian responded hurriedly.

"Look at you, all sweaty. Where did you come from?" Yu Jie said through the rearview mirror.

"Hehe, I played badminton with my classmates after school," Qingyu replied, wiping the sweat from her forehead with a tissue.

"You're already a junior in high school, the college entrance exam is just around the corner, and instead of focusing on your studies, you're playing badminton," Yu Jie said, adopting a typical parental tone, which made Yang Letian secretly chuckle.

"Alright, alright, aren't you annoying? You always say this every time she comes home, I won't let her come home next time," Qingyu said unhappily.

"Isn't Mom just concerned about you, for your own good?"

"Mr. Yu, actually you don't need to be so nervous, there's still some time before the college entrance exam in your junior year, besides, sports are a very good thing, please don't blame Qingyu anymore," Yang Letian quickly interjected, afraid that the mother and daughter would make the atmosphere awkward.

"Hehe, this uncle is so understanding," Yu Jie

rolled her eyes at Yang Letian, implying that he shouldn't have said so much.

"Damn it, you're doing this for your daughter's own good, but I'm doing this for your own good too! You know, teenagers are the most rebellious. The more you ask them to do something, the more they'll do the opposite. You don't even understand this? How are you going to educate your child?" Yang Letian thought to himself. "Now I'm trying to smooth things over between you two, and instead of thanking me, you blame me. It's outrageous!"

"Uncle, I don't think you're that much older than me, so I'll just call you brother." Qingyu looked at Yang Letian with her big, beautiful eyes and said.

"Hehe, brother and sister, that sounds a bit ambiguous." Yang Letian thought to himself, secretly pleased that Qingyu would call him that, but he showed his displeasure on his face and said, "This... this isn't very appropriate. I'm your mother's colleague. If you call me brother, wouldn't I be a generation below your mother? No way!" As he said this, Yang Letian secretly glanced at Yu Jie and saw a faint smile on her face. Yang Letian couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

"No, I'll call you brother!" Qingyu said coquettishly, shaking Yang Letian's arm.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want!" Yang Letian quickly begged for forgiveness. In front of Yu Jie, he didn't dare to be too affectionate with Qingyu, after all, she was already a fairly mature girl. If he offended Yu Jie, it would be a loss.

Yu Jie finally revealed her rare smile and said, "Xiaoyu, didn't you always hate Mom's colleagues? Why are you acting so different today, getting along so well with him?"

Qingyu pouted and said, "Hmph, you're one to talk! Look at your former colleagues, they were either pot-bellied or obsequious, and some even had lecherous eyes. They were really annoying!"

Yu Jie blushed and scolded, "Don't talk nonsense. What do you know about lecherous eyes? They're all your elders."

Seeing Yu Jie's somewhat shy appearance, Yang Letian couldn't help but feel amused. He thought to himself, "It seems that Yu Jie used to often have her subordinates help her move things, or socialize with other senior managers. Hehe, what man isn't lustful? Especially a beautiful and mature woman like Yu Jie, who wouldn't be tempted?" Thinking of this, Yang Letian couldn't help but ask, "Qingyu, what about me? Am I different from your mother's former colleagues?"

“Of course it’s different. You weren’t lecherous, and you didn’t flatter my mother. In fact, you even stood up to her and spoke up for me. That’s the biggest difference between you and them,” Qingyu said seriously. “Also, Mom, don’t you think he looks a bit like my cousin?”

Yu Jie and Yang Letian were both startled, and an unnatural look appeared on their faces. Especially Yang Letian, who secretly groaned, “Oh dear! My little darling, your mother’s attitude towards me has just improved, why did you bring up this sensitive topic? If she gets back to her old wounds and hatred for Yuan Tingting, won’t she take it out on me in the end?” Yang Letian

was inwardly groaning, but on the surface he didn’t show it, and just said lightly, “Is that so?”

“Yes, he really does look a bit like her. Mom, don’t you think so?” Qingyu asked, hugging Yu Jie’s neck from behind.

“Don’t be silly, Mom is driving.”

Hearing Yu Jie’s rather gentle words, Yang Letian’s uneasy heart relaxed a little.

"Mom, do you think they look alike?" Qingyu persisted.

"I don't think they look alike at all. They're completely different," Yu Jie said

, her words carrying a double meaning. Yang Letian, of course, understood the implication in Yu Jie's words. His face flushed slightly. Thinking of Qingyu's earlier comment that he hadn't flattered her mother, he felt even more ashamed. He thought to himself, "My flattery skills far surpass those of your mother's former colleagues; you just haven't seen it." Thinking this, he felt a slight sense of gratitude towards Yu Jie for not exposing him to Qingyu. He himself didn't understand why he suddenly cared so much about his image in front of Qingyu. Was it simply because she liked him, and he wanted her to maintain that liking?

"Mom's taste is terrible," Qingyu said angrily when Yu Jie didn't agree with her.

Yu Jie laughed, "Alright, we're home. Hurry up and get out and unload the lychees."

Hearing this, Qingyu perked up again, exclaiming, "Let me see how many we bought! Is it enough for me to eat all night?" She got out of the car and eagerly opened the trunk.

"Wow! What a huge box!" Qingyu exclaimed, reaching for the box, but after several attempts, her face flushed red, and she couldn't move it an inch.

Yu Jie laughed from behind, "How about it? Is it enough for you to eat all night?"

"It's enough, enough for the three of us! Tonight, the three of us can eat and watch TV, okay?" Qingyu clapped her hands. However, though she didn't mean anything by it, Yu Jie blushed, and Yang Letian's heart skipped a beat. Both of them simultaneously conjured up a warm image of a family of three sitting together, eating snacks and watching TV.

"Ahem, let me unload them," Yang Letian said, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere.

"It's heavy, let me help you carry it," Qingyu said worriedly.

"Hehe, no need." With that, Yang Letian easily hoisted the cardboard box onto his shoulder with a burst of strength.

"Wow! Brother, you're quite the strongman!" Qingyu exclaimed, slightly exaggeratedly.

"Xiaoyu, you take him home first, I'll go park the car in the garage."

"Okay, let's go, brother." Qingyu skipped ahead, leading the way.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Mother and Daughter

Yu Jie's home was in an upscale villa area, filled with villas of various styles, each one incredibly valuable. Although Yang Letian had some money now, buying a villa here was something he wouldn't even dare to dream of.

"Brother, look, my home is over there," Qingyu said, pointing to a villa.

Yang Letian looked up; it was a three-story villa with white walls and red tiles, and a small garden in front, quite beautiful. Yang Letian couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow! Your house is so beautiful! How many people live here?"

Qingyu replied, "Just my mom and I."

"Oh? And your dad?" Yang Letian blurted out, but then realized it was inappropriate to ask such a question, as it seemed like he was intruding on her privacy. However, the words were already out, and he couldn't take them back. He could only secretly blame Yuan Tingting for not telling him about Yu Jie's family.

Sure enough, Qingyu's face darkened upon hearing Yang Letian's words. She said, "I don't know either. I've never seen my dad. I asked my mom, but she wouldn't say. If I asked again, she would cry, so I stopped asking."

"Sigh! He's someone with a story to tell!" Yang Letian sighed inwardly.

To cheer up Qingyu's slightly downcast mood, Yang Letian quickly changed the subject, saying, "Your name is really interesting, it has both 'sunny' and 'rainy' in it, and it sounds quite nice too."

"Really?" Qingyu immediately perked up, "My mom told me that before I was born, the sky was clear and sunny, but as soon as I was born, it started to drizzle, so that's why she named me that. I quite like the name."

"Hehe, really? It seems your birth was quite legendary." Yang Letian teased.

"Hmph, of course. Here, this is for you." Qingyu casually handed Yang Letian a card.

"What's this?"

"My business card." Qingyu said seriously.

"Hehe, you even have a business card, that's impressive." Yang Letian took it and looked at it. It had three big characters written on it: Yu Qingyu. Below were some smaller print, including her phone number, her position in class, and other information.

Qingyu said proudly, "What's so special about this? You people in society keep talking about aligning with international standards, right? Students in our school can't fall behind, we have to talk about aligning with society too. This business card is a symbol of that."

"Hmm, not bad, not bad at all. You're the class monitor and the Chinese language representative, that's really impressive," Yang Letian praised, looking at the business card.

Hearing Yang Letian's constant praise, Qingyu became a little shy and said, "Okay, just put it away, don't throw it in the trash."

"No, no, why would I throw it in the trash? Don't worry, I'll keep this business card close to my body."

Qingyu blushed and said, "That's more like it. What about yours?"

"Mine? Oh, I'm sorry, today is my first day working here, I haven't had time to print my business cards yet. I'll give them to you after I print them, okay?" Yang Letian said apologetically.

"Can you tell me your name?"

"My surname is Yang, and my given name is Letian."

"Yang Letian," Qingyu murmured. "Your name is Letian, and my name is Qingyu. Both are related to the sky. Isn't that a coincidence?"

"Hehe. That explanation is a bit far-fetched," Yang Letian thought to himself. "It seems this little girl has a pretty good impression of me. I think I can change Yu Jie's opinion of me through her. Even if she doesn't change it, improving her attitude towards me would be good. Haha, you have to attack the enemy's fortress from within." Thinking of this, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

"What? Are you laughing at me for being silly?" Qingyu said a little angrily when he didn't answer for a long time.

"Oh, no, no, I was thinking that when I think about it, the two names do seem somewhat related. Your imagination is really rich. How come I didn't think of that?"

"Hehe, that's the difference between men and women," Qingyu said playfully.

Yang Letian almost laughed out loud, thinking to himself, "You can hardly be considered a woman. You're just a little girl at most."

"Ah! We're home, please!" Qingyu opened the door and gestured for him to enter.

Yang Letian stood at the door and looked inside. "Wow, this house is huge!" Not only was it large, but it was also incredibly opulently decorated—the most beautiful house Yang Letian had ever seen. The entire house was a duplex, so the ceiling in the hall was very high, giving it a palatial feel. A huge lotus-shaped chandelier hung from the high ceiling, and the solid wood flooring gleamed so brightly it seemed almost too beautiful to walk on. Yang Letian stood at the door and said, "Xiaoyu, I won't go in then. Just leave the things here."

"How can that be? Come in quickly, the things still need to be put in the kitchen." Yang Letian had no choice but to change his shoes and go inside, carrying a box of lychees into the kitchen.

When he came out of the kitchen, Qingyu handed him a can of cola, saying, "Sit down and have something to drink."

"No, no," Yang Letian quickly waved his hand in refusal. He knew Yu Jie was already somewhat annoyed with him; if he were to freeload off her just because he had helped her carry some things, wouldn't that only make her more resentful?

Just as Yang Letian was waving his hand in refusal, Yu Jie returned. Qingyu, seeing Yu Jie, said, "Mom, brother's leaving already."

Yu Jie glanced at Yang Letian and said, "Qingyu, he's in a hurry to go back for his date. You shouldn't stop him."

"Really? Brother, do you have a girlfriend?"

Yang Letian felt a little embarrassed and quickly said, "No, no."

"Then why don't you stay for a meal before you leave? We haven't had any guests in a long time." Qingyu's words were more of a plea than a polite request.

Yang Letian's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "Such a big house with only the two of them living here does seem a bit lonely." Coupled with Qingyu's pitiful plea, Yang Letian wanted to stay and have a meal with them, but he didn't know what Yu Jie was thinking. He hesitated, unsure whether to leave or stay.

"Since Qingyu is so insistent, then why don't you stay for a meal?" Yu Jie finally spoke, her tone neither warm nor cold.

"Well… alright then, thank you for disturbing you, Mr. Yu." Yang Letian nodded.

"Great!" Qingyu said happily. "Brother, sit for a while and watch some TV. I'm going to take a shower and I'll be right back." At that moment, Yu Jie went into her bedroom, leaving Yang Letian alone in the living room.

Yang Letian sat listlessly on the sofa, flipping through channels with the remote, but none of the programs could capture his attention. He was incredibly bored, but he couldn't wander around. He felt annoyed, thinking, "Is this how you treat guests? I kindly stayed to keep you company, but you all go to take showers or go to your bedrooms, leaving your guest alone in the living room. What kind of behavior is this?" The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he almost decided to leave without saying goodbye. Just then, a soft sound came from upstairs. Yang Letian looked up and saw Yu Jie coming out of her bedroom. Her hair was still wet, casually draped over her shoulders. She wore a silver-gray silk robe, tied at the waist with a ribbon, completely covering her body except for a section of her fair and delicate legs. Seeing this, Yang Letian suddenly realized, thinking, "So you two are alike, always taking a shower before coming in." Yu

Jie came downstairs and said to Yang Letian expressionlessly, "Bored, aren't you?"

"It's alright, it's alright!"

"Then sit a little longer, I'll go prepare dinner."

"I'll help you." Yang Letian jumped up from the sofa.

"No need!"

"It's okay, I'm quite good at cooking." Yang Letian said smugly.

"Well... whatever you want." With that, Yu Jie turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Yang Letian followed closely behind Yu Jie, his nose filled with the fresh scent of her body after her bath, his eyes fixed on her perfectly rounded buttocks moving under the silk robe, exuding a strange sensuality. Yang Letian felt a slight warmth rising from his lower abdomen, and his manhood stirred.

He immediately regretted his earlier decision to go into the kitchen with her to cook. He thought to himself, "In such a small space, physical contact is inevitable. If she notices my physical reaction, I'm doomed!" The thought intensified his dread. "Brother

, where are you going? Come watch TV with me," Qingyu's voice rang out just in time. Overjoyed, Yang Letian looked at Yu Jie, who had turned around. Yu Jie said, "You watch TV with Xiaoyu for a while. I can cook myself." Yang Letian felt relieved and returned to the sofa. As soon as he sat down, Qingyu leaned closer to him. Only then did Yang Letian realize that Qingyu's pajamas were exactly the same as Yu Jie's, in color, texture, and style—except they were a little smaller. At this moment, Qingyu propped her feet on the coffee table, her fair and delicate thighs peeking out from the slit in her robe, causing Yang Letian to blush and his heart to race again.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Reunion with Sister Yun

"Brother, wait a moment, I'll go to the kitchen and get some lychees. We can eat them while watching TV." With that, Qingyu got up and ran towards the kitchen. Soon, she returned carrying a small basket filled with lychees.

"Brother, have some." Qingyu handed him a bunch of lychees, then sat down close to him again. Yang Letian immediately smelled a similar fragrance, but her scent was different from Yu Jie's. Her fragrance was lighter, but its allure was no less than his mother's. Especially when she held a lychee in one hand and reached out from under Yang Letian's arm to peel it, her soft breasts pressed tightly against his arm, making him even more restless, and his little brother became even more erect. To avoid being discovered by Qingyu, Yang Letian quickly pulled his arm away, trying to distance himself from her.

"What are you doing?" Qingyu noticed Yang Letian's movement.

"Hehe," Yang Letian said with an awkward laugh, "It's not good to be too close."

"Brother, I didn't realize you were so old-fashioned."

"It's not a matter of being old-fashioned or not. After all, you're a grown woman now, it's better to sit a little further apart."

"I won't!" With that, Qingyu hugged Yang Letian's arm even tighter.

Yang Letian couldn't very well use brute force to push her away, so he could only say with a pained expression, "Oh dear! My dear lady, if your mother sees this, I'll be in deep trouble."

"Hehe, it's alright, my mother doesn't have your feudal mindset."

Yang Letian thought to himself, "Your mother may not have a feudal mindset, but she hates me. If she sees me being so intimate with her daughter, even if she doesn't fire me, she'll give me a good scolding, and then life will be even more difficult." But he couldn't say these things to Qing Yuming, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

"Hey! Brother, why aren't you eating?" Qingyu asked, noticing Yang Letian holding a bunch of lychees but not having touched any.

"You eat, you eat, I can't eat anymore," Yang Letian replied casually.

"Brother, eat, it's delicious." With that, Qingyu put a peeled lychee into Yang Letian's mouth. Yang Letian was startled when she suddenly reached out, instinctively turning his head to the side. The lychee rolled off Qingyu's hand. Qingyu reacted quickly, reaching down to catch it, but she was too slow. Instead of catching the lychee, her small hand landed heavily between Yang Letian's legs, grabbing his already erect penis.

Yang Letian was instantly shocked, embarrassed and unsure what to do. Qingyu was also stunned, but then, as if she had touched a hot potato, she hastily withdrew her hand, her face turning bright red. For a moment, the air seemed to freeze, and both of them remained motionless.

After a while, Qingyu finally came to her senses. She smiled and said shyly, "No wonder you wanted to stay away from me, brother. You were afraid I'd do something bad."

Yang Letian heard her gentle tone and realized she wasn't angry, so he relaxed and joked, "I know

, then why don't you stay away from me?" "I won't! Now's your time to test me, hehe!" With that, Qingyu hugged Yang Letian's arm tightly. Yang Letian was overwhelmed by her playfulness and boldness, so he could only let her hug him, but forced himself to focus on the television.

"Brother, are you feeling unwell?" Qingyu suddenly whispered in his ear.

"Uncomfortable?" Yang Letian was confused. He glanced at her sideways and saw her eyes fixed on his bulging crotch. He immediately understood what she meant and blushed. He whispered, "Don't talk nonsense. What do you know, you're just a kid?"

"Hmph, you just called me a young lady, and now you call me a child. You're contradicting yourself," Qingyu said, feigning anger. But then she giggled and said, "If I were a child, you wouldn't have reacted like that, hehe!"

Yang Letian was speechless. He was completely defeated by this precocious girl and could only sigh inwardly at how precocious kids were these days.

"Hehe, speechless now, huh?" Qingyu giggled.

Yang Letian smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't expect you to know so much at such a young age. Did your teacher teach you this in sex education class at school?" Actually, Yang Letian just said it casually. He knew that teachers wouldn't teach students this in school.

Sure enough, Qingyu said, "Tch! That old fogey at school wouldn't teach us this. But it's not hard to find this stuff, there's plenty online. How about we go to my room now and surf the internet for a bit?"

Yang Letian was startled and quickly shook his head, saying, "No, no, if your mom finds out, I'm doomed!"

"Tch, coward, are you that afraid of my mom?"

"Of course, your mom is my boss. If she's unhappy, I might lose my job. How can I not be afraid? Besides, your mom doesn't have a good impression of me right now. If I accidentally anger her, I'm definitely done for."

"My mom doesn't have a good impression of you? Really? I think she's quite nice to you, she even invited you to stay for dinner. She's never invited any of my former colleagues over."

"Did you ask for that? Otherwise, why would your mom invite me to dinner? Anyway, you'd better put in a good word for me with your mom in the future." Yang Letian said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

“Okay, no problem, but how are you going to thank me?” Qingyu blinked her beautiful big eyes and asked.

“Hmm… how about I treat you to a meal?”

“No problem!”

“I’ll tutor you.”

“Pfft! I don’t need that either.”

“Then how do you want me to thank you?”

“Hmm… call me every day to check on me, how about that?”

“Every day?”

“Yeah, what? You don’t want that?”

“No, no, no, how about this, I’ll call you whenever I have time, how about that?”

“Hmm… okay, consider it a 20% discount. Hehe!”

Yang Letian was extremely restrained during the meal. Yu Jie didn’t say much at the table, her face expressionless, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking. As for Qingyu? Whenever Yu Jie wasn’t looking, she would wink at Yang Letian and occasionally kick him lightly under the table, making Yang Letian feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, afraid that Yu Jie would find out something.

After finally finishing the meal, Yang Letian helped Yu Jie clear the table and then got up to leave. Yu Jie didn't stand on ceremony with him, simply saying, "Be careful on the road!" Although her tone was light, it still made Yang Letian's heart flutter slightly, because it was the warmest thing she had said to him all day.

"Thank you! I will," Yang Letian replied gently. Then she said goodbye to Qingyu. Qingyu's eyes clearly showed reluctance, and her mouth opened as if she wanted to say something to Yang Letian, but after glancing at Yu Jie, she didn't say anything, only making a phone call gesture to Yang Letian from behind Yu Jie's back. Yang Letian smiled knowingly and nodded slightly to her. It was

already past nine o'clock when he left Yu Jie's house. There was still plenty of time, and there was nothing to do if he went back now, so Yang Letian decided to wander around somewhere else first. But where to go? Yang Letian couldn't decide for a moment. Then, he suddenly remembered that he should go to Sister Yun's teahouse. He had already broken his promise by not informing her when he came back, and it would be even more inexcusable not to go see her. Thinking of this, Yang Letian hailed a taxi without hesitation and headed straight for Sister Yun's "old haunt," the teahouse.

Upon arriving, he saw a faint green halo surrounding the entrance, unlike the colorful neon lights flashing outside other shops. This gave it a quieter, more elegant feel, befitting its status as a teahouse, lacking the ostentation and vibrancy of other establishments.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Passionate Kiss in the Car .

Yang Letian went inside and found it sparsely populated, with only a few middle-aged men and women chatting amongst themselves. It seemed this teahouse wasn't a popular evening spot for young people. Yang Letian found a seat and looked towards the counter, but didn't see Sister Yun, only a few waitresses. At that moment, a waitress approached and politely asked, "Sir, what would you like to order?"

"A cup of Pu'er tea, and a few small snacks, please."

"Okay, coming right away, please wait a moment!"

"Oh, by the way, where's your boss, Sister Yun?" Yang Letian asked casually.

"The boss is out. If you need anything, I can pass on the message."

"Oh, no problem, I was just asking."

Yang Letian was quite frustrated. He wanted to call her, but then he thought, "Since she's out so late, she must have something important to do. I'd better not disturb her and just wait here for a while."

Because he felt quite awkward at Yu Jie's house, he hadn't eaten much. When the waitress brought him fragrant tea and snacks, Yang Letian's appetite was whetted. So he sipped his tea and ate the snacks, listening to the melodious saxophone music playing from the tea bar's speakers. He felt incredibly comfortable and didn't find the wait boring anymore.

About an hour later, Sister Yun still hadn't returned. By then, the other middle-aged men and women in the tea bar had all left one by one, leaving only Yang Letian. The waitresses started clearing the tables and cleaning the floor; it seemed they were about to close. Yang Letian thought to himself, "It looks like I won't be able to wait for Sister Yun tonight. I should go back."

"Miss, the bill!" Yang Letian called out. Just as he lowered his head to take out his wallet, he heard another waitress's voice beside him: "Sister Yun, you're back."

Yang Letian's heart leaped with joy, and he quickly looked up towards the door. Sure enough, he saw Sister Yun standing there, radiant. She was dressed in a black evening gown, tall and graceful, her elegant jewelry highlighting her bare skin, making the slightly dim tea bar brighten.

Since Yang Letian was the only one left in the tea bar, Sister Yun quickly noticed him. She paused slightly, then gave him a charming smile. As he approached, Sister Yun asked, "When did you get back?"

"Late last night. I wanted to call you, but it was too late, so..."

"No need to say anything. I know you meant well, afraid of bothering me," Sister Yun said softly.

"Where did you come from?" Yang Letian asked curiously, seeing her elegant attire, as if she had attended an important occasion.

"Oh, I went to a friend's birthday party, hehe, I had no choice but to dress like this," Sister Yun said shyly.

"Sister Yun, you look so beautiful tonight!" Yang Letian stared at her intently.

"Really?" Sister Yun felt flustered and a little shy under his bold and burning gaze, and could only brush a strand of hair from her forehead to cover it. However, even this casual little gesture was extremely charming and seductive in Yang Letian's eyes, making him involuntarily think of the madness between them that night, and her seductive posture of writhing and submitting beneath him. Yang Letian felt a heat rising in his body, and the desire he had suppressed at Yu Jie's house not long ago surged up uncontrollably again. He grabbed Yun Jie's fair hand, wanting to say something, but couldn't think of anything appropriate. After a long pause, he finally managed to say, "How have you been these days?"

Yun Jie was startled by his sudden action, but being a mature woman, she quickly understood the lustful glint in Yang Letian's eyes. So she didn't pull her hand away, letting Yang Letian hold it tightly. She just gave him a slightly reproachful look and whispered, "People are watching us."

Yang Letian was startled and glanced sideways, only to see the waitresses behind the bar frequently glancing in their direction and occasionally covering their mouths to giggle. Yang Letian blushed, hurriedly letting go of her hand, and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I was a bit out of line."

Sister Yun smiled and said, "She didn't blame you, why are you apologizing?" She paused and then said, "Aren't you full yet?"

"Oh, I'm full, I was just about to pay the bill when I saw you come back."

Sister Yun smiled and said, "Then let's go."

"Okay, Miss, the bill!"

"Never mind, it's on me today, let's go."

"Hehe, thank you, Sister Yun." Yang Letian very gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Sister Yun and handed her her small handbag that was placed to the side. Sister Yun took the bag and said with a smile, "It's been more than a month since I last saw you, you've become very gentlemanly." Yang Letian smiled shyly and didn't say anything.

"Boss, take care, hehe!" Several waitresses at the bar greeted Sister Yun and occasionally let out a few mischievous laughs.

Sister Yun blushed and deliberately put on a stern face, saying, "What are you all laughing about? Hurry up and clean up the floor and go home. Don't be late again tomorrow."

"Okay, boss. Hehe!"

Yang Letian was also a little embarrassed by their laughter, so he said to Sister Yun, "I'll go out and hail a taxi first."

"No need, I brought my car today."

"Oh!" Yang Letian was slightly surprised, thinking to himself, "It seems like everyone can drive these days? I guess I really need to learn, otherwise I'll be too outdated." After

leaving the teahouse, Yang Letian didn't see the car parked at the entrance. Just as he was about to ask, Sister Yun said first, "The car is in the parking lot across the street. Let's walk a bit first."

Yang Letian nodded, and the two walked side by side. No one spoke again. The only sound on the quiet street was the clatter of Yun Jie's high heels on the ground. Each sound seemed to strike Yang Letian's heart, filling him with both excitement and unease. He was excited because he anticipated something more happening with Yun Jie that night; but uneasy because he felt guilty towards Yuan Tingting. His previous passionate encounter with Yun Jie had been under the influence of alcohol, which lessened his guilt somewhat. This time, however, he had gone to Yun Jie himself while completely sober, and he secretly hoped to rekindle their past pleasure. All of this made Yang Letian feel utterly despicable, vile, and shameless.

Despite mentally berating himself, Yang Letian followed closely behind Yun Jie, step by step, towards the parking lot.

It was a white Guangzhou Honda. Yang Letian had just sat in the passenger seat and hadn't even had a chance to ask Yun Jie where they were going? Sister Yun pounced on him, and soon Yang Letian's face was wet with the saliva left from her kiss.

"Le, do you know? Since that night, not a single night has passed without me thinking of you. But you're so cruel, you haven't come to see me even once," Sister Yun murmured dreamily. The soft light streaming in from the car window illuminated her flushed face, making her look incredibly alluring and seductive, while her eyes sparkled like wet gems.

Yang Letian was caught off guard by Sister Yun's enthusiasm and initiative, but he was quickly aroused by her whispers and passionate kisses, his last remaining hesitation and unease long since vanished. He wrapped his arms around Yun Jie's slender waist, and at the same time, his lips quickly captured her fragrant tongue that was roaming his face, sucking it into his mouth. Instantly, their tongues explored and intertwined in each other's mouths...

Chapter 40: Melancholy Moans

Because there were many cars entering and leaving the parking lot, the glaring headlights occasionally swept across their faces. Yun Jie, panting, broke free from Yang Letian's embrace, giving him a charmingly seductive look, and said in a sweet voice, "Le, come to my house, okay?"

Yang Letian was naturally happy to oblige, but he still deliberately teased, "But I want it now! Who told you to dress so sexy tonight? You've stirred up my long-dormant desires." As he spoke, he began to roughly touch her full breasts.

"You're so annoying!" Yun Jie showed a girlish shyness, pulling Yang Letian's hand away from her chest, saying, "Stop it, I have to drive." With that, she started the car. This was a main road, and the streets were congested with cars coming and going, making it quite crowded. Sister Yun had to concentrate on driving. But at this moment, Yang Letian's hand was still gently caressing her thigh. Although there was a thin layer of stockings between them, the feel was excellent—soft and smooth. Yang Letian couldn't help but increase the pressure of his caresses.

The tickling made Sister Yun giggle, but because her foot was on the brake, she didn't dare to move her leg away. She could only say to him with a coquettish look, "I know you're a little excited, but you have to consider that I'm driving right now. If I'm not careful, I might have a close encounter with another car."

"Who's excited, you know?" Yang Letian said with a wicked smile. Then, the hand that had been roaming over her thigh slipped inside her skirt, touching her private area through her panties. He immediately felt a furry patch there, which was also a little wet.

Sister Yun cried out urgently, "Take it away! If you don't, I'll run someone over with my car!"

But Yang Letian ignored her. His excited hand gradually expanded its caress, and soon he felt the swelling, the slightly parted petals layered upon each other, the cleft wet and bubbling like a spring. To prevent him from taking further action, Sister Yun pulled her hips back slightly, but Yang Letian relentlessly pursued, his fingers continuing to tease her, sometimes even probing inside. Sister Yun dared not move her lower body, so she could only sway her upper body, causing her full breasts to bounce wildly.

“If you don’t take your hands off me, I’m stopping the car. I’m completely exhausted.” Sister Yun said, and actually stopped the car in a parking lane.

“Now it’s my turn.” After saying that, Sister Yun turned over and sat on Yang Letian’s lap. Yang Letian wrapped his arms around her soft, boneless waist and asked, “What do you want?”

“Why don’t you try and see?” Sister Yun said, proudly straightening her body. But as soon as she straightened up, Yang Letian’s arms around her waist suddenly tightened, and Sister Yun fell back onto his chest. At this moment, Sister Yun realized that Yang Letian had lifted her skirt, and his burning little brother was pressing against her softness through several layers of fabric.

Yang Letian felt like he was about to explode. He roughly unbuttoned her clothes, but Sister Yun struggled and refused. Consumed by lust, Yang Letian was somewhat at a loss. Suddenly, Sister Yun gently reached out and unbuttoned his shirt, softly pulling it off. Then, her warm, soft lips, like tiny, velvety insects, danced lightly over his body. A tingling sensation instantly spread throughout him, his tense muscles relaxing unconsciously, and his mind gradually becoming hazy, as if he had drunk several glasses of strong liquor and was feeling drowsy and tipsy.

Finally, Sister Yun's teeth lightly bit Yang Letian's skin, a piercing stimulation shooting from her breasts throughout his body like an electric shock. Yang Letian instantly snapped back to reality, like a wild lion unleashed, frantically tearing off Sister Yun's clothes, as if they were the enemy of his desire.

Sister Yun's body writhed and swayed, responding to his hands. Quickly, her red underwear slid off her body with a "swoosh," starlight streaming into the carriage, illuminating every inch of her body, making her exude a primal wildness and mature allure. Sister Yun proudly puffed out her chest; her breasts were large, seemingly larger and firmer than Yuan Tingting's and Xia Bing's, causing Yang Letian to unconsciously squeeze them harder. Sister Yun let out a soft moan, raising her head with eager anticipation in her eyes, her half-open, red lips suggesting she was waiting for something. Yang Letian lowered his head, and Sister Yun immediately met his gaze, their four hot lips instantly sealing together.

Sister Yun's arms tightly wrapped around Yang Letian's neck, pressing her body against him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. He could only stroke her back with his hands, slowly sliding down, then tightly embracing her round buttocks, tilting her head back.

"Come on, take me," Sister Yun uttered, her words a maddening temptation.

Yang Letian reached for the seat adjustment mechanism, pulling the seat back as far as possible to create some space. At this moment, Sister Yun's hair was disheveled, her breathing rapid, and she was extremely excited. She kissed, sucked, and even bit Yang Letian's chest. Yang Letian was also infected by her excitement, burying his face deeply between her firm breasts and swaying from side to side.

Sister Yun's body began to tremble, and she made almost dreamlike sounds: "You...come...ah..."

Yang Letian raised his head and saw that her cheeks were already flushed, so he pressed her shoulders, bringing her lower body closer to him. Sister Yun's chest heaved violently, and she involuntarily let out a soft cry welcoming the coming pleasure.

When Yang Letian's desire forcefully penetrated Sister Yun's incredibly wet body, she cried out, her hands bracing against Yang Letian's chest, her head swaying from side to side, her beautiful hair spreading out in disarray as her head swayed, and her body turning from side to side. As Yang Letian's chest muscles pressed tightly against her firm breasts, he saw tears welling up in her wild eyes, yet her expression revealed that she was enjoying his ferocity and pleasure. Yang Letian thrust even harder, almost wanting to merge with her.

Amidst the music emanating from the car's speakers and Yun Jie's beautiful, soul-stirring cries, Yang Letian felt himself swelling, almost bursting, but he moved even more violently, as if he were galloping across a vast grassland, showing no sign of stopping. At

this moment, Yang Letian felt a hot, scalding suction from the depths of his desire, as if trying to pull him in completely. Yang Letian became even more frenzied; he tensed himself, pressing his lower abdomen against Yun Jie's flower garden, forcefully kneading and thrusting deep within her…

Soon, Yun Jie began to tremble uncontrollably, her body dissolving like mud meeting water. Then, she closed her eyes tightly, her mouth slightly parted, and uttered a muffled moan: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!..."

Yang Letian shivered several times, every hair on his body seemed to stand on end. He knew he was about to collapse, panting heavily. Seeing this, Sister Yun knew he was about to climax, so she quickly mustered her strength, sacrificing the last bit of her power, twisting her waist and hips, violently contracting to envelop his burning desire. Yang Letian felt a sudden surge of pleasure that felt like it was going to pull his internal organs out, overwhelming him and causing him to lose all consciousness. A series of soft cries escaped his lips: "Ah...ah..." At the same time, an unstoppable gush of fluid erupted.

Everything calmed down, but Yang Letian still didn't withdraw his penis from Sister Yun's body. He gently caressed her forehead, eyelids, neck, breasts, and lower abdomen with his hands. His caresses were so gentle, as if they wanted to penetrate every cell in her body. After a while of caressing, Sister Yun finally felt satisfied, her whole body relaxing, and she let out a long sigh.

"You're truly a man who can kill!"

"And you're also a woman for whom one might die!" Yang Letian took a deep breath, feeling an overwhelming sense of pleasure coursing through his body.

"How many women am I to you?" Sister Yun asked, stroking Yang Letian's face with her slender fingers.

"Hmm… how many? Let me think." Yang Letian deliberately pretended to scratch his head.

"Oh, you little rascal, always out there seducing other girls." Sister Yun lightly punched Yang Letian's chest with her fist.

"No way!" Yang Letian chuckled in protest.

"Actually, how many women you have is none of my business, nor do I want to. As long as you come and keep me company often, I'll be perfectly content." Sister Yun said softly.

Yang Letian's heart ached inexplicably again, and he hugged her tightly. At this moment, the two fell silent, quietly enjoying the sweetness of the moment.

Chapter 41 Passion Continues

The passion of the previous night had almost drained Yang Letian of all his energy. He fell into a deep sleep, embracing Yun Jie, on her large bed. It wasn't until the first rays of sunlight streamed in the next morning that he was groggily awakened by a strange movement from below.

In his hazy state, Yang Letian felt a warm, pleasurable sensation in his lower body. His penis seemed to be enveloped in a warm, soft cavity, feeling incredibly comfortable. A smooth, hot object was gently licking his still-soft penis.

Yang Letian barely opened his eyes and saw Yun Jie kneeling naked between his legs, her mouth holding his penis, still stained with their bodily fluids. Her head bobbed up and down between his groins, her soft, fluffy hair occasionally brushing against Yang Letian's body with her movements.

Seeing Yun Jie so obediently and diligently serving him, a warm feeling welled up inside Yang Letian and quickly spread throughout his body. He felt that Sister Yun's oral skills were better than Yuan Tingting's and Qin Xiaolu's. Every rise and fall, every lick and suck, sent an electric shock-like pleasure through Yang Letian's lower abdomen, a sensation he couldn't experience with other women during similar activities.

Sister Yun's movements brought Yang Letian increasingly intense pleasure. He had initially wanted to get up and caress her, but now he was too lazy to move, relaxing his body and enjoying her gentle, soothing caresses. Sister Yun's fragrant tongue skillfully traced his penis, swimming down from above, her warm, moist mouth trying its best to swallow and release his erect penis, attempting to take in more.

Under Yun Jie's teasing tongue and mouth, Yang Letian's body trembled involuntarily, and he let out comfortable moans. Yun Jie knew his climax was approaching, so she sucked hard while looking up at him, her watery eyes filled with a seductive allure. Yang Letian panted and held her head in his hands, pressing it down forcefully, his penis thrusting into her throat, causing her to make "woo-woo" sounds from time to time. However, Yun Jie did not struggle at all, but instead tightened her small mouth, like a resilient fleshy hoop tightly embracing his penis.

Yang Letian felt a warm, surging sensation in his lower abdomen, and he couldn't help but thrust his lower abdomen upwards, his thick penis repeatedly pounding in her small mouth, his desire growing stronger and stronger. Yun Jie obediently accepted his rough actions, her small mouth trying its best to contain his throbbing penis.

As his penis throbbed stronger and stronger in Sister Yun's mouth, Yang Letian felt as if a flame was burning within her mouth, his mind gradually going blank. Sister Yun's small hand, which was holding the base of his penis, began to move rapidly, coordinating with the constant up-and-down movements of her head, creating an extremely seductive pull that drew all of Yang Letian's attention to his lower abdomen.

"Ah..." Yang Letian let out a soft cry, unable to resist the pleasure that made his whole body go weak. His penis swelled to its maximum size in Sister Yun's mouth, and then, a sharp pain shot through his lower back, and white fluid gushed out of her mouth...

Yang Letian was completely immersed in the extreme pleasure of orgasm, while Sister Yun's mouth pulled back, tightly holding the tip of his penis, her small hand still moving quickly and gently, her mouth frantically swallowing, as if drinking nectar.

At this moment, Yang Letian seemed like someone suffering from epilepsy, his whole body trembling and convulsing, until all the white fluid was completely sucked up by Sister Yun before he calmed down.

Sister Yun held his penis tightly in her mouth until Yang Letian had completely calmed down. Only then did she gently kiss his now limp penis, get out of bed, and go to wash up.

Soon, Sister Yun returned to bed, her smooth, alluring body nestled tightly in Yang Letian's arms. Yang Letian's hands caressed her full, shapely breasts, occasionally gently pinching her red nipples.

"Sister Yun, why are you so good to me?" Yang Letian said, kissing her hair.

Sister Yun lay languidly in his arms and said, "I don't know either. To tell you the truth, before you, I knew quite a few boys, some handsome, some promising, and one of them pursued me relentlessly, even giving me nine hundred and ninety-nine roses. But I don't know why? I just didn't feel anything for them, I couldn't muster any interest. But, only with you... you know what? Ever since you and your girlfriend first came to my teahouse, I've had a feeling of déjà vu about you, that feeling... well, how should I put it? Anyway, it's a very strange thing. I know you won't belong to me, but I still can't get enough of you, it's like I owed you something in my past life, and I'm repaying you in this one."

Hearing Sister Yun's soft words, Yang Letian felt a pang of unease, unsure how to respond, so he changed the subject: "Your house is really big! Do you live alone?"

"Yes, I'm very lonely, so you should come and keep me company often." Sister Yun said, drawing circles on Yang Letian's chest with her slender fingers.

"What about your family?" Yang Letian asked curiously.

"I have no family. There's no one left in this world who's related to me," Sister Yun's voice was low.

"Ah, I'm sorry!"

"It's alright, I'm used to it," Sister Yun smiled slightly and said, "Want to hear my story?" At this moment, Sister Yun's eyes became hazy and dreamy, her thoughts seemingly returning to the distant past.

Sister Yun's full name was Qian Caiyun, and she was born in a small mountain village on the Weihe Plain. Her family had been practicing medicine for generations; her father was a well-known barefoot doctor in the village, and her mother was an ordinary farm woman. She also had two older brothers. Like most children born in the 1970s, Sister Yun's childhood was difficult but happy.

When she was little, Sister Yun often went up the mountain with her father to pick herbs. There was a small mountain where they lived, and in spring, the mountain was covered with lush shrubs and wild grasses, and wildflowers bloomed in all their glory, attracting swarms of butterflies, bees, and many small insects whose names she didn't know. Therefore, Yunjie always had a great time playing with her father on the mountain, often lingering there and forgetting to leave. Her mother would often call her from below for a long time before she would finally appear, carrying a butterfly in one hand and a bunch of wildflowers in the other, running down the mountain through the bushes and grass.

However, happiness is always fleeting, and childhood passes in the blink of an eye. Soon, Yunjie started junior high school, which was rare in the countryside, because girls generally didn't go to school, or if they did, it was only until the third or fourth grade, where they only needed to learn a few characters. Yunjie's ability to graduate from elementary school and continue to junior high was entirely due to her enlightened father, a barefoot doctor. Although he didn't know or have heard of the saying "knowledge changes destiny," he understood that education was definitely better than not studying. Furthermore, Yunjie was diligent and studious, much better than her two older brothers, so her father, despite the family's financial difficulties, still managed to support her through junior high school. Yun Jie was also very ambitious, consistently ranking first in her class. Even her homeroom teacher said that barring any unforeseen circumstances, Yun Jie would have no problem getting into Tsinghua or Peking University.

However, tragedy struck. Less than a year into Yun Jie's junior high school years, devastating news arrived from the army: her two older brothers, who had both joined the army, had been killed in action on the Laoshan front. This news was like a bolt from the blue, shaking the family to its core. From then on, her father became depressed and fell ill. Finally, when Yun Jie was in her final year of junior high, this barefoot doctor, who had treated countless villagers, could not cure his own illness and passed away. At this point, the family was completely devastated. Yun Jie's mother also passed away less than a month after her father's death.

At this point, Yang Letian's heart trembled deeply. Although he knew Yun Jie was doing well now, he couldn't help but feel a chill for her past situation, and he tightened his grip on her. Sister Yun seemed to understand his thoughts, looked at him affectionately, and nestled in his arms to continue reminiscing.

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