The Gate of Desire [Complete] - 10

Chapter Seventy-Two: Showing Off Skills on the Dance Floor

"Come on, everyone, eat as much as you like, don't be shy!" Kong Zirong warmly invited everyone. After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere gradually became lively, but Yang Letian was still a little reserved. Firstly, Yu Jie had already instructed him to be as refined as possible when dining with clients, and not to eat and drink as he usually did. The other, and most important, reason was Wei Luman's presence. He didn't know what Wei Luman was thinking, or whether he should take the initiative to greet her.

At this moment, he saw Yu Jie whispering something in Wei Luman's ear. Wei Luman's eyes seemed to glance at Yang Letian intentionally or unintentionally, a look that Yang Letian found hard to decipher. Looking at her expression, she was calm and composed, chatting and laughing, showing no sign of apprehension whatsoever. Yang Letian thought to himself, "Damn it, she's the one working as a prostitute, not me. Why is it acting like I've done something wrong and am ashamed to face anyone? That's so unfair." Thinking this, Yang Letian downed his drink in one gulp.

"Drink slowly, be careful not to get drunk," Sister Yun gently advised from the side.

"Miss Qian, you're mistaken. Manager Yang has a huge capacity for alcohol; this little bit won't get him drunk. Come on, fill it up, fill it up," Cheng Jianshe said with a smile. The waitress immediately poured Yang Letian another full glass of wine.

At this moment, Kong Zirong stood up and said, "President Yu, come, let me toast you, wishing our cooperation a success!"

"Okay!" Yu Jie stood up with a smile, clinked glasses with Kong Zirong, and then took a small sip of wine. If Yang Letian hadn't known beforehand that Yu Jie wouldn't invest in them, seeing this situation, he would have assumed that cooperating with them was a natural progression. Neither Yu Jie's expression nor her words showed any sign of disapproval. This made Yang Letian admire her, thinking to himself, "Old foxes are indeed shrewd."

"Hey, Xiao Zhang, why are you just sitting there? Go have a drink with Manager Yang," Kong Zirong said, frowning. Although Xiao Zhang was nominally his secretary, she was actually his mistress and also his company's "public relations" agent. He had noticed the way Yang Letian looked at Xiao Zhang that morning and knew Yang Letian was very interested in her. Therefore, he had specially brought Xiao Zhang to dinner, intending to have her keep Yang Letian company after the meal. He knew that Yu Jie had come to Shanghai alone, without anyone else, so Yang Letian must be extraordinary, and his opinions could definitely influence Yu Jie's decisions. He even suspected that Yang Letian might be Yu Jie's kept man. Therefore, currying favor with Yang Letian would be very beneficial to their project plan. However, things didn't go as planned. This time, Yang Letian brought his girlfriend along, making their perfect plan seem like a premature failure.

"Manager Yang, I'd like to propose a toast," Xiao Zhang said, standing up gracefully. She knew her mission and was confident she could win over Yang Letian, but upon seeing Sister Yun, she frowned slightly, thinking, "This is going to be more difficult." So, from the moment she entered, she secretly plotted how to get past Sister Yun and be alone with Yang Letian. She believed that as long as Yang Letian was out of Sister Yun's sight, she could easily capture him.

Meanwhile, Yang Letian had no idea about Xiao Zhang's scheming. Thinking she was being magnanimous, Yang Letian quickly stood up, almost blurting out, "I'm so sorry about today, I didn't mean it." But he held back, thinking, "It's best not to say anything in public. I'll explain to her privately when I have a chance." With that thought, Yang Letian smiled and said, "Okay, cheers!"

"President Yu, what do you think of our project plan? Is it worth investing in?" Cheng Jianshe said, "I think this cooperation is definitely a win-win situation for us." "President

Cheng, I invited President Yu and his party here today purely for dinner and to catch up. We won't discuss business today, no business at all." Kong Zirong interrupted Cheng Jianshe, pretending to be serious.

"Oh, right, right, no business today, no business at all. Come on, I'll punish myself with a drink." Cheng Jianshe and Kong Zirong echoed each other.

“Hehe, actually, there’s nothing wrong with talking about it. Things always need to be discussed. I reviewed the project plan in detail this afternoon, and overall it’s pretty good. However, there are still some details to discuss, and I need to conduct an on-site inspection before reporting to the company’s board of directors. Hehe, after all, the company isn’t just my decision-making power.” Yu Jie’s words were reasonable.

“That’s right, that’s right. Business needs to be discussed slowly. Now let’s eat, come on, eat, eat!” Kong Zirong nodded.

“Sister Yun, you eat too.” As he spoke, Yang Letian put a hairy crab on Sister Yun’s plate.

“Alright, I can do it myself.” Sister Yun complained, but her face was full of happiness.

“Manager Yang, you’re so considerate!” At this moment, Wei Luman suddenly spoke up. Everyone else thought she was praising Yang Letian, but Yang Letian heard a hint of sarcasm in her words. Yang Letian knew she was mocking him for putting on a good man’s image in front of his girlfriend and others, while secretly indulging in debauchery and messing around with prostitutes. Thinking of this, Yang Letian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and said, "Not at all, not at all." Seeing this, Xiao Zhang covered his mouth and laughed.

Cheng Jianshe seemed to notice Yang Letian's embarrassment and came to his rescue, saying, "President Kong, shouldn't you start your jokes?"

Kong Zirong looked at Yu Jie with a radiant face and said, "I'm afraid that's not a good idea. There are so many ladies here today, and you know that my jokes, ah... they all have a bit of... ah... haha!"

Yu Jie smiled and said, "It's okay, we're all adults, just go ahead and tell your jokes." Yu Jie was a seasoned businesswoman and knew that men at banquets loved to tell a few jokes; if they didn't, it felt like something was missing. Jokes were like a condiment at a banquet, something you couldn't leave out.

"Ahem, alright, since Mr. Yu has spoken, I'll tell you a story to cheer you all up." Kong Zirong swallowed the food in his mouth, then cleared his throat and said, "An elderly couple and their daughter. One day, the old man said to his wife, 'Honey, someone kindly told me today that our future son-in-law's... well, he's not very good at that! I can't let our daughter suffer like that. Let's break it off!' The old man said, 'How can we just break it off like that? Besides, it's just hearsay.'" "Seeing is believing," the wife said. "What should we do then?" the old man said. "Just call him over and let our daughter take a look." The wife said, "Yes!" So she called their daughter over and said, "Daughter, call him over right now and see if his thing is small or not." The daughter immediately made the call. He arrived panting and out of breath. The daughter took him directly to her room. Ten minutes later, the daughter came out and told her mother, "Sometimes his thing is small, sometimes it's big!" After

Kong Zirong finished telling the story, everyone burst into laughter. At this moment, Yang Letian glanced at Sister Yun beside him. He saw that her cheeks were flushed, and she was covering her mouth with a napkin, seemingly trying her best to hold back her laughter. Her expression was extremely charming. Yang Letian's heart fluttered when he saw this, and he secretly pinched her thigh under the table. Sister Yun gave him a sidelong glance. Looking at Yu Jie, Wei Luman, and Xiao Zhang, he saw that they were smiling silently, seemingly unable to see that the joke had any effect on them.

After dinner, Kong Zirong said, "How about we go to the Green City Nightclub, sing some songs, dance some dances, and digest a bit?"

"Great! I haven't thought about dancing in ages! If I don't go dancing soon, my bones will get stiff!" Xiao Zhang clapped his hands and said. Sister Yun also wanted to go; there was nothing to do back at the hotel so early anyway. So she looked at Yang Letian. Yang Letian understood her thoughts, but he couldn't make the decision himself. After all, Yu Jie was the main character here, and he was just a supporting character. If he said he wanted to go, but Yu Jie didn't want to, wouldn't that put Yu Jie in a difficult position? So he looked at Yu Jie, wanting to see what she thought.

Although Yu Jie wasn't really keen on going, seeing everyone looking at her and most of them seeming interested, she knew it would spoil their fun if she said she wouldn't go. So she smiled and said, "Alright then, since Boss Kong is so kind as to invite us, let's go and see what Boss Kong's dancing skills are like! Hehe!"

"I don't have any dancing skills to speak of. I just do a few casual moves, just to loosen up my muscles, haha!"

The Green City Nightclub was luxurious and elegant, its golden facade gleaming. Flowers and lush greenery lined the entrance. Inside, the lobby was ablaze with lights and fireworks.

Sister Yun clung tightly to Yang Letian's arm, nestled against him; Yang Letian could almost feel her heartbeat. Entering the lobby, the entire room was filled with a classical European ambiance. Melodious music drifted through the air, and soft, romantic candlelight flickered. A group of stylishly dressed, heavily made-up women leisurely enjoyed themselves.

As soon as the group sat down by the dance floor, Xiao Zhang eagerly tried to pull Kong Zirong to dance. Kong Zirong smiled and said, "You should go dance with President Cheng. I'll stay here with President Yu."

Yu Jie laughed and said, "President Kong, it's very ungentlemanly of you to refuse a girl's invitation to dance, haha. You should go dance with Xiao Zhang. You don't need to come with me; Xiao Man is here with me, or I'd like to have a good talk with her alone."

"Okay, then I'll go dance with Xiao Zhang. We'll chat later," Kong Zirong said. Yu Jie nodded with a smile.

At this moment, a waltz began to play, and Sister Yun took Yang Letian's hand and said, "Come on, let's dance a little."

"Okay!" Yang Letian gently held her right hand with his left, and supported her slender waist with his right. To the melodious music, the two danced gracefully. Sister Yun was light and agile. Her dance steps were so skillful, flowing with a clear and melodious rhythm within the turning notes. In the passionate melody, there was also a gentle and soothing grace. Every spin, every turn, exuded a long and lingering charm, a dazzling and captivating style.

"Sister Yun, you really are a master on the dance floor! How come I never noticed before?" Yang Letian sincerely praised.

"I have many other merits you haven't discovered yet, hehe!" Sister Yun said playfully.

"Oh, really? Then tell me quickly, what other merits haven't I noticed?" Yang Letian pretended to be impatient. "

Hmph, I won't tell you. You have to discover them slowly with your heart; it's no fun if you tell me."

"Okay, then I won't ask anymore; I'll slowly discover them with my heart." With that, Yang Letian's right hand gently squeezed her slender waist. Sister Yun gave Yang Letian a shy glare.

The waltz was followed by the fast-paced, passionate disco. The lights suddenly dimmed, and beams of multicolored light flickered and shifted unpredictably. Yun Jie's exquisite and romantic figure, slender and graceful, seemed almost too delicate to be touched. When her elegant silhouette suddenly appeared amidst the shimmering light, she inexplicably captivated Yang Letian across the vast distance, casting a rosy glow upon the most cherished and deeply hidden chapter of his life. The wild and

frenzied disco music ceased. Yang Letian stepped forward and embraced Yun Jie. Tiny beads of sweat, like crystal, seeped into her skin, her rosy complexion like a newly blossoming orchid. A hint of shyness lingered on her face. As she
swayed gently, a rosy hue flowed across her cheeks. She was so beautiful that one hesitated to gaze upon her.

After the disco, a slow, gentle melody followed. The tune was low and soothing, the tone soft and ethereal, like a gentle breeze carrying a dream, swirling and shimmering in the soft hues. It was as if, in the misty drizzle, the heart would inexplicably become fragile, a faint, ethereal sadness like the rain and fog. Sister Yun affectionately wrapped her arms around Yang Letian's neck, resting her head on his shoulder. Yang Letian's hands embraced Sister Yun's slender waist. The two, to the rhythm of the music, let their fantastical thoughts drift freely in a splendid dream.

Chapter Seventy-Three: Naked Together

. The gentle, fragrant music was like a distant ancient melody, its melodious and pure notes, played on a flute, gently and movingly telling a story. It was as if she were enticing Yang Letian's fingers to dance freely along the soft, sculpted curves of her skin. The curves were beautiful as ripples, like an evening breeze gently skimming across a mirror-like lake, spreading endless, flowing waves with a faint mist, and in the shimmering light and shadow, a dream was born. The same enchanting spring waves, the same blossoming spring heart.

Yang Letian was dancing earnestly with Sister Yun, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings. Occasionally, he would glance towards the edge of the dance floor and see Yu Jie and Wei Luman whispering to each other. Startled, he was jolted out of his romantic reverie. Actually, Yang Letian wasn't particularly surprised that Yu Jie and Wei Luman knew each other, as they were both major shareholders of the Julong Group, so it was only natural that they knew each other. However, he hadn't expected them to be so intimate, and Wei Luman even called Yu Jie "Auntie," as if they were family. This gave Yang Letian a bad feeling. He thought to himself, "Judging from how close they are, it's not impossible for Yu Jie to ask Wei Luman to transfer her shares. Even if she doesn't, if the two families join forces against Yuan Tingting and her family, Yuan Tingting and her group will definitely lose. Sigh, what should I do now?"

After the song ended, Yang Letian and Sister Yun returned to their seats. Yu Jie smiled and said, "You two danced really well! Especially Xiao Yun, your dance was so graceful, like a fairy."

"President Yu, you flatter me too much. You don't need to dance. I think if you were to appear, you would definitely be stunning and outshine everyone else!" Sister Yun said while wiping her sweat. Because she had just danced, her fair cheeks had a rosy glow, and her chest rose and fell with her breath, making her breasts

stand out high.

“Yes, Miss Qian is right. Mr. Yu, why don’t you dance? If you dance, it will definitely cause a sensation, and I, as your dance partner, will feel very honored.” Kong Zirong came over at this time and persuaded Yu Jie to dance with him.

“Don’t flatter me, I really can’t dance well.” Yu Jie waved her hand and said.

At this moment, another dance music started, and Kong Zirong bent down and extended his hand, saying, “Mr. Yu, please do me the honor, please!” Seeing that this was Kong Zirong’s second invitation, Yu Jie couldn’t refuse again, so she extended her hand and said, “Okay, let’s dance.”

Just as Yu Jie and Kong Zirong went down to dance, Cheng Jianshe also ran over and invited Sister Yun to dance. He also said to Yang Letian, “I’m asking your girlfriend to dance, you don’t have any objections, do you? Hehe!”

“Hehe, ask her. If she doesn’t have any objections, then I don’t have any objections either.” Yang Letian laughed. Sister Yun didn’t like Cheng Jianshe’s appearance a little, but since it was the first time he had asked her to dance, Sister Yun was embarrassed to refuse, so she agreed and went back to the dance floor with him. Xiao Zhang had already been invited to dance by another man in the dance hall, so only Yang Letian and Wei Luman were sitting on the sofa. Actually, several men had invited Wei Luman to dance, but she had refused them all like a haughty princess.

Seeing that no one was around, Yang Letian decided to be direct. He casually said, "Miss Wei, do you remember me?"

"You? It seems like this is our first meeting today. How can you say you 'remember' me?" Wei Luman's eyes were fixed on the dancers on the dance floor, not even glancing at Yang Letian.

"Damn, she's quite the actress," Yang Letian cursed inwardly. Her answer only confirmed Yang Letian's belief that Wei Luman was indeed Lu Xiaoman. However, since Wei Luman wouldn't admit it now, he didn't need to expose her for the time being. So he said, "Oh, then I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else."

"It's alright, but you should be more careful next time you mistake someone for someone else," Wei Luman said coldly.

"Damn it, I've seen it clearly enough. You won't admit it, huh? I'll make you admit it one day," Yang Letian thought to himself, but said aloud, "Yes, yes."

When the ball ended, Yu Jie said to Kong Zirong, "It's getting late, we should go back to the hotel. Tomorrow, Manager Yang and I will go to your Dajiang Industrial Park for a site visit, what do you think?"

"Great! I'll pick you up at nine tomorrow morning," Kong Zirong said, shaking Yu Jie's hand.

"Hmm," Yu Jie hummed softly, then turned to Wei Luman and said, "Would you like to sit with me at the hotel for a bit, and we can have a proper chat?"

Wei Luman glanced at Yang Letian and said, "No, you're going to be in Shanghai for a few more days anyway. I'll call you again tomorrow. Now you should go back and get some rest."

On the way back, Yang Letian wanted to ask Yu Jie why she was so familiar with Wei Luman, but Yu Jie seemed tired, leaning her head back in her chair and resting with her eyes closed, so Yang Letian swallowed his words.

Back at the hotel, Sister Yun led Yang Letian to her room. After entering the room, Sister Yun went to her bedroom to change clothes. Yang Letian hurried to the bathroom to shower.

When Yang Letian came out of the bathroom, he saw Sister Yun already sitting on the living room carpet, drinking beer.

"Sorry, I got too hot from dancing and my mouth was dry, so I didn't wait for you. I'll drink first, hehe, this refreshing beer is so good. It's so delicious."

"It's okay, you drink first, why wait for me!" Yang Letian also changed into loose shorts and a sleeveless vest, and sat down next to Sister Yun.

Sister Yun poured me another glass and handed it to me, then said, "I observe the world,"

Yang Letian raised his glass and clinked it against hers, saying, "Nothing compares to the truth of being drunk."

With a "clang," they both downed their drinks.

Sister Yun was wearing very short shorts, almost exposing her entire beautiful leg, and a sleeveless tank top. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her small, firm breasts and protruding nipples were vaguely visible.

"Did you always wear clothes like this when you were home alone?" Yang Letian asked, his gaze fixed on her chest with lust.

"Of course not! I told you, I got hot from dancing today," Sister Yun said coquettishly. "Look at your eyes, so lecherous!"

"It's not that I'm lecherous, it's just that you're so beautiful!" Yang Letian said gently. At the same time, he placed his hand on her leg—so smooth, so delicate. Such alluring legs. Then he moved his hand to the base of her thigh, feeling the warmth of her genitals.

"Are you afraid of me?" Yang Letian asked.

"You? You can eat me up?" Sister Yun said, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. Her boundless tenderness and utmost admiration stirred a stirring in Yang Letian's heart. He couldn't help but stroke her breasts, but instead of touching them, he gently moved a little higher and said, "Alright, I'll eat you up now."

Hearing this, Sister Yun gently pushed Yang Letian's hand away, saying softly but firmly, "No, you've already done it several times this morning, and once again this afternoon. You can't do it anymore; your body won't be able to take it."

Yang Letian sensed the firmness in Sister Yun's tone and smiled, saying, "Okay, then I won't do it, okay? But I still want to look at you, is that alright?" He then grabbed Sister Yun's hand like a child pleading.

Sister Yun gazed at Yang Letian for about half a minute, then smiled and said, "Okay, I really can't do anything with you, but remember, you can only look, not touch. Understand?" "

Okay!" Yang Letian nodded happily.

Sister Yun stood up from the carpet, pulling Yang Letian up with her. "Come on, let's go to the bedroom. People will see us in the living room."

They sat side-by-side on the large bed. Yang Letian's eyes were fixed on the space between Sister Yun's legs, his breathing becoming rapid, as if something was about to happen.

Suddenly, Sister Yun grabbed Yang Letian's arm and pulled it behind his back, then smiled and said, "Please answer me, can you be a gentleman again? Put your hands behind your back?"

Yang Letian nodded. "Okay, I've always respected you, whatever you ask!"

"Alright, then I'll take it off for you now." Sister Yun stood up from the edge of the bed, standing in front of Yang Letian. She slowly pulled her sleeveless t-shirt off her head, arms crossed. She wasn't wearing a bra, revealing a pair of beautiful, round, firm, full breasts, snow-white and delicate, easily grasped. The nipples were red and swollen. Her abdomen was flat and firm, her navel neat and elegant—a beautiful half-naked woman. Sister Yun touched her breasts with both hands, looked at Yang Letian and asked, "Does it look good?"

Yang Letian nodded, seemingly holding his breath, unable to speak.

Then, Sister Yun slowly placed her hands on her waistband, a shy, bowed expression on her face. She glanced at Yang Letian, then slowly pulled down her shorts. When she reached her knees, Sister Yun bent over and lifted her leg, her long, beautiful leg emerging from the shorts. Then she held up the shorts and extended them to Yang Letian, who reached out and placed them on his leg. At this point, Sister Yun was only wearing a small white lace panty.

"Will you help me take it off?" Sister Yun asked, staring provocatively into Yang Letian's eyes.

"Yes, of course." Yang Letian quickly stood up from the edge of the bed and walked to Sister Yun's side. With trembling hands, he grabbed her panty and pulled it down. Yang Letian finally saw it: a prominent, dark forest was revealed, a jet-black, glossy patch. He stroked down further, and the entire genital area was visible, a lush forest, everything clearly discernible.

"Alright. Let me do it." Perhaps Yang Letian was stunned, his eyes fixed on it, his hands forgetting to move. Sister Yun herself took off her panties and placed them in Yang Letian's hands; he could feel they were still warm and damp.

"You should sit on the bed." Sister Yun helped Yang Letian sit on the bed.

Now, Sister Yun was completely naked before Yang Letian, her jade-like body radiating a beautiful glow under the light, her breasts firm! Her waist slender! Her abdomen flat! Her buttocks round and full! Her legs long and shapely!

Sister Yun's dark forest was almost touching Yang Letian's face; he could smell the sweet scent of her vaginal fluid. A real, clean, dark genital area was right

before his eyes, glistening and shiny. At this moment, Yang Letian felt his whole body burning, his crotch bulging high, like a small hill. He began to sway.

"Look closely, isn't it beautiful?" Sister Yun placed her hands on her slender waist, raising her buttocks in front of Yang Letian's eyes. The slight bulge below her abdomen, the juncture of her legs, shimmered with a seductive glow under the light. Her two long, white legs would sometimes suddenly close tightly together, trapping her hands between them, and sometimes spread wide open. Her snow-white body would sometimes twist, sometimes bend, as if wanting Yang Letian to see the secret she usually hid between her legs. And Sister Yun herself seemed both shy and timid in front of Yang Letian…

"So beautiful!" Yang Letian exclaimed in a state of near dizziness. He had never noticed this before, nor had he had time to. Today, he finally saw it clearly—it was too beautiful, so beautiful it was despairing, so beautiful it was breathtaking! Yang Letian really wanted to put his lips to her, to lick, to suck, to touch, to taste. He really wanted to put his manhood inside her, to make her writhe with lust, to be intoxicated and mad. But it seemed as if Sister Yun's voice was ringing in his ears again: "You can look, but you can't touch, and don't lay a hand on me!" At this moment, Yang Letian's vision seemed a little blurry, and he could only see the jade-like curves.

"Are you happy now?" Sister Yun said, looking at Yang Letian with a confident and proud expression.

"Hehe, I'm happy, but it's no use now. I have to take a cold shower." Yang Letian said helplessly.

Chapter 74 Following Yu

Jie After Yang Letian finished showering, he saw Sister Yun lying on the bed watching TV. She had changed into a short camisole dress, which was pulled up to her abdomen, completely revealing her narrow and hollowed-out white panties. The straps had also slipped off her shoulders, exposing one breast, which looked tender, plump, and high and firm; her snow-white skin seemed to still be glowing with youthful luster; her pink nipples were full and plump, and tiny beads like crystal morning dew rose in the pale areola. The bulging area between her legs, the thick black forest, and the barely visible clitoris created an exquisite scene.

Gazing at this exquisitely beautiful picture before him, Yang Letian couldn't help but swallow hard, then said with difficulty, "I think I'd better go back to my room. Staying here is torture."

"Hehe..." Sister Yun giggled, looking at Yang Letian triumphantly, and said, "Go ahead, it's hard for me to concentrate on watching TV with you here."

Yang Letian quickly dressed and fled from Sister Yun's room, thinking as he went, "Damn, she's dressed so provocatively to provoke me, but she won't let me touch her. Women are such strange creatures, I just don't understand them!"

Reaching his own room, Yang Letian opened the door and was about to close it when he saw a woman standing by the elevator at the corner. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Yu Jie, waiting for the elevator with her back to him. Yang Letian found this odd, wondering, "Where is she going so late? And without even telling me? Is she going to secretly meet Wei Zulin?" Just then, the elevator doors opened, and Yu Jie stepped inside, turning to press a button. Seeing Yu Jie turn away, Yang Letian quickly pulled his head back and quietly closed the door. A moment later, he hurriedly opened the door and rushed downstairs, wanting to follow Yu Jie and see what she was up to.

Rushing out of the hotel lobby, Yang Letian saw Yu Jie get into a taxi and speed away. He quickly hailed one as well. "Driver, quick, keep an eye on that red taxi up ahead."

"Okay!" the driver readily agreed, starting the car and easily closing in on the taxi carrying Yu Jie. It seemed this wasn't his first time doing tailing and surveillance.

"Sir, are you a private investigator?" the driver asked as he drove.

"Yes," Yang Letian mumbled.

"Sigh, these days, men with money go out to find prostitutes and keep mistresses. Women are the same; with money, they still go to find gigolos and keep young lovers. Sigh, the world these days!" The driver assumed Yu Jie in the taxi was someone's wife having an affair, and that Yang Letian had been sent to investigate.

Yang Letian almost burst out laughing at the driver's words, but he was too lazy to explain and let the driver guess. So Yang Letian chimed in, "Yes, yes, that's how the world is now. You can't stand it, but you have to accept it."

Seeing that Yang Letian was responding to him and even agreed with his views, the driver became even more talkative and continued, "Sir, this line of work must be very lucrative."

"It's alright," Yang Letian replied casually.

"It's definitely lucrative! Look how restless people are these days. As long as life gets a little better, which man or woman doesn't go out and have an affair? Otherwise, why are detective agencies and investigation companies springing up like mushrooms after rain? They're all supported by those having affairs. And look, those little gadgets called pinhole cameras are selling like hotcakes! My nephew sells them at the computer mall. He says he sometimes sells dozens a day, he's made a fortune!" The driver went on and on, but Yang Letian wasn't listening at all. His eyes were fixed on the taxi in front of him. Afraid that the driver would get carried away and lose track of the car, he reminded him, "Driver, keep up, don't lose him."

"Hehe, don't worry, we won't lose him. But don't follow too closely, or the driver in front will notice. These days, we taxi drivers are experts at tracking and counter-tracking, haha!"

Yang Letian thought the driver was right, so he stopped talking.

The car in front traveled for about twenty minutes, passing through a bustling avenue, and stopped on a relatively secluded side street. Yang Letian's taxi stopped about thirty meters away. Yang Letian didn't get out, but instead carefully watched the car in front, wondering if Yu Jie would get off there or just stop briefly.

After a while, he saw Yu Jie get out of the car, and the taxi beside her quickly sped away. "Hmm, looks like she's getting off here," he thought. He quickly paid the fare and got out as well. Then, he saw Yu Jie walk into a small café next door. This put Yang Letian in a dilemma. If he went in, Yu Jie would definitely notice, because from his vantage point, the café looked very small, probably less than 100 square meters. If he didn't go in, he wouldn't know what Yu Jie was going to do or who she was meeting. Should

he go in or not? While he was hesitating, he saw Yu Jie sit down at a window seat. Yang Letian had a sudden inspiration. He went to a small restaurant across from the coffee shop, ordered some side dishes and a bottle of beer, and began observing Yu Jie while eating and drinking. From here, he could clearly see who Yu Jie was meeting. Although he couldn't hear what they were saying, Yang Letian could judge how their conversation was going by observing the changes in Yu Jie's facial expressions. Yang Letian couldn't help but feel secretly pleased with himself for coming up with such a brilliant idea.

While Yang Letian was waiting for the person Yu Jie was meeting to appear, Sister Yun seemed rather bored in the hotel. Her favorite Korean drama had finished airing, and all that was left were some variety shows and talk shows. Sister Yun disliked these kinds of shows the most; she thought the variety shows were too noisy and the interviewees in the talk shows were too fake, so they weren't interesting. So she started thinking about Yang Letian again.

"What's this guy doing now? He must be fast asleep, hehe, let's go bother him." With that thought, Sister Yun picked up the phone on the bedside table and dialed Yang Letian's room, but the phone rang for a long time without being answered. "Where is this guy if he's not in his room?" Sister Yun muttered. Then she dialed Yang Letian's cell phone, but it was still switched off.

"Where did this guy go?" Sister Yun felt a little strange, looked at her watch, and saw it was already past ten o'clock at night. "Where could he be at this late? Could he be in President Yu's room discussing work?" Thinking of this, Sister Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally dialed Yu Jie's room phone, but there was still a long "beep beep" sound on the other end, and no one answered.

Hanging up the phone, Sister Yun thought, "It seems they went out together on errands. Hmm, that's probably it. I'll go to sleep first and ask them where they went tomorrow."

Lying in bed, Sister Yun closed her eyes and opened them again, feeling increasingly uneasy. She muttered to herself, "Why would they turn off their phones when they went out on errands? Something's definitely up."

Sister Yun tossed and turned in bed, her mind racing. "No, I should go out and look for him. Even if I can't find him, getting some fresh air is good. It's too uncomfortable to be cooped up here alone." So Sister Yun got up, dressed, grabbed her bag, and left the room.

Sister Yun wandered aimlessly through the streets, occasionally taking out her phone to call Yang Letian, but it was always switched off. She continued walking towards a square. Sister Yun remembered that when she was in university, there was a small square not far from her school. She used to frequent that square because across it was a large foreign language bookstore with a fairly complete selection of foreign language books and reference books. Sometimes, I could spend the whole day there with my close classmates without feeling tired. Back then, Yunjie thought she was indeed a diligent and ambitious student!

In the blink of an eye, all of that became a thing of the past.

It was a summer night, a weekend, and the streets were bustling as usual. Many ordinary citizens were enjoying the pleasures of city life. Yunjie saw a family of three: the woman was of average appearance, but gave off a reliable feeling; the man was tall and handsome; and their beautiful daughter was riding on her father's shoulders, occasionally tugging at his big ears. The mother was laughing and slapping her daughter's hand.

As Yunjie watched, she suddenly felt envious of them. She felt that perhaps this was the ultimate happiness in life. While we are still pursuing a life of luxury, many intelligent people have already begun to enjoy the ordinary.

Just then, Sister Yun passed by a music and video store. The store was still open, and Sister Yun heard Gigi Leung singing:

"If I hadn't met you, where would I be?

How would my life be?

Should I cherish life?

..."

Gigi Leung's melody seemed to be more affectionate and melancholic than Teresa Teng's.

Sister Yun stopped, listening intently, thinking, "If I hadn't met Yang Letian, what would I be like now? Where would I be? Would I still be in Shanghai? Would I still be here?" Lost in thought, she became somewhat entranced, and some passersby began to look at her strangely. They thought, "This woman doesn't look young, why is she still so sentimental like a young girl?"

Sister Yun ignored their strange looks and continued listening intently, even tapping her foot to the rhythm.

Unfortunately, the song was too short and ended quickly. Sister Yun could only lift her foot sadly and continue walking.

Soon, the square came into view.

It was more like a basin than a square. Towering buildings surrounded it, shimmering like stars. Several entrances led to mountain passes. The flow of people and vehicles was like a rushing stream. Sister Yun thought of the phrase "a ceaseless flow," which was perfectly apt here. Of course, the center of the basin, the plaza, remained tranquil. Many people strolled leisurely, as serene as hermits on a secluded island watching warriors battling the storms. Sister Yun envied the "island" life and crossed the road to the plaza.

To be honest, this plaza couldn't compare to a corner of the countryside, but in this city where land was incredibly valuable, this patch of lawn and these few trees felt precious.

As usual, the plaza was dominated by young people, couples strolling hand-in-hand or whispering in a corner. Here, they were all part of the scenery. Sister Yun silently wished them a happy ending.

Then, Sister Yun noticed a large crowd gathered in the southeast corner of the plaza, seemingly listening to a speech. Sister Yun knew that in ancient Greece, public speaking was fashionable; in fact, it was an essential part of civic life, driving social and historical progress. Many of the ideas we hold dear today sprouted from those speeches. Therefore, Sister Yun always held those who spoke in public in high esteem.

So this is the English Corner!

Since the Opium War, speaking English has become a symbol of superiority. During the Nationalist government era, our "Mother of the Nation" spoke fluent English and even gave a speech to the US Congress, recounting the hardships of the Chinese people's resistance against Japan. It is said that many members of Congress with large noses were moved to tears. This speech also secured much aid for the struggling Nationalist government. This shows how important foreign languages, especially English, are. Currently, many cities aspire to become "international metropolises," and citizens naturally need to be able to speak English. Therefore, learning English has become a status symbol for citizens of "international metropolises."

Chapter 75: Sister Yun's Peril

Sister Yun stayed at the English Corner for a while before leaving. After descending the steps and leaving the square, Sister Yun continued her aimless wandering. She turned onto another street lined with tall plane trees, which appeared very quiet and sparsely populated. Sister Yun liked this environment very much, as it was perfect for her to contemplate her thoughts.

After wandering around for an unknown amount of time, Sister Yun suddenly realized it was time to go back; it was getting late. She turned to walk away, but little did she know that a white van had been watching her. The people in the van turned around and suddenly turned on their headlights, the bright lights blinding her.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Sister Yun cried, shielding her eyes with one hand and clutching her small bag tightly with the other.

"Haha, this little chick is asking us what we want? Brothers, what do you want?" A bearded man got out of the van, followed by three young men.

Sister Yun realized something was wrong and tried to run, but the men had anticipated this move. The bearded man waved his hand, and two of the young men quickly ran to either side of the road, blocking Sister Yun's path. She was trapped, frozen in place, her eyes darting around frantically, shouting, "Help! Someone! Help!" hoping someone would appear, but there wasn't a soul on the street. Only a few figures seemed to be moving around at the distant intersection, but even if those people could see and hear them clearly, no one would dare to come, unless they were patrolling police officers. At this moment, how much Sister Yun longed to hear the piercing sound of police sirens that she usually found particularly shrill!

The bearded man and another boy approached Sister Yun from behind. They came to her side and stared intently at her body from head to toe. The bearded man even circled Sister Yun once before saying, "I've seen my fair share of beauties, but I've never encountered such a stunningly beautiful woman. Not only is her figure hot, but her face is also gorgeous. What luck! Haha!"

Sister Yun blushed under his aggressive gaze and naturally raised her hands to protect her chest. However, this only made her cleavage appear deeper, making the four men's blood boil even more.

The atmosphere grew tense. Yun Jie's breasts heaved rapidly due to her fluctuating emotions. Realizing the situation was worsening, Yun Jie tried to break free and seek help, but the two young men pushed her back. Losing her balance, she fell towards the bearded man.

The bearded man caught her, laughing, "Haha! You've come to throw yourself into my arms, haven't you?" His hands began to roam over Yun Jie's body, his palm slipping under her collar and touching her bra.

"No...no! Get away..." Yun Jie cried out, waving her arms and twisting her body desperately, trying to escape the bearded man's embrace. But his other hand was wrapped around her waist, and Yun Jie couldn't break free. She suddenly realized her strength was pitifully weak; surrounded by four strong men, she had no chance of escape.

"Why am I so unlucky? I've run into these bastards. Who will save me?" Yun Jie thought to herself.

"Dressed so sexily, isn't it just to seduce men? You've already successfully seduced four hunks, haha!" The bearded man freely caressed Yun Jie's chest, while the other three boys stood by and cheered. It seemed they wouldn't dare make any moves without their boss's permission.

"Yeah! Boss, look, her skirt is slit." One of the young men said as he squatted down in front of Yun Jie. "Look, you can see her panties, hehe."

The other two immediately squatted down as well.

"Really! Her panties are barely visible, I can't take it anymore."

"Yeah, and her panties are so transparent, you can see her pubic hair clearly." The young men swore as they looked.

At this moment, the bearded man, who was playing with Yun Jie's breasts, suddenly pulled down Yun Jie's bra. The cups supporting her breasts were pushed down to the lower edge of her breasts, and her full breasts instantly bounced out, naked in front of everyone.

"Ah...no, you scoundrels, get away!" Sister Yun covered her breasts with both hands, struggling desperately to break free from the bearded man's embrace.

Although the bearded man was very strong, with one arm around Sister Yun's waist and the other roaming over her body, he was finding it difficult to break free from her struggles. He was also afraid that if he lingered, someone would see them and call the police, so he gave a signal to a young man nearby. The young man understood and quickly opened the van door. The bearded man lewdly said, "Beautiful lady, let's get in and have some fun." With that, he carried the struggling Sister Yun into the van. Despite Sister Yun's desperate struggles and loud shouts, it was all in vain. She was half-carried, half-dragged into the van by the bearded man. The moment the van door closed, Sister Yun felt a deep sense of despair and fear.

While Sister Yun was in dire straits, Yang Letian was leisurely drinking beer in the small restaurant, his eyes fixed on Yu Jie. About half an hour later, a black Audi pulled up in front of the coffee shop. Yang Letian's spirits lifted, thinking, "It's finally here!" He stared intently at the car, and saw a man and a woman get out. As Yang Letian had expected, the woman was Wei Luman, and the man was someone he didn't recognize—tall and imposing, but he looked to be in his forties.

The two entered the coffee shop and went to Yu Jie's table. Yang Letian saw Yu Jie stand up and talk to Wei Luman, while the man smiled silently. Then, the three sat down, and a waiter brought two cups of coffee.

The three men chatted over coffee, but Yang Letian couldn't detect any change in Yu Jie's expression; she still wore her habitual polite smile. This made Yang Letian inwardly groan. He thought, "How could I have overlooked this? Yu Jie isn't someone who hasn't weathered many storms. She's a seasoned businesswoman now, her ability to hide her emotions is unparalleled. How could I have been so foolish as to try and read something from her face? I'm such an idiot!" Thinking this, Yang Letian took a large gulp of beer, his earlier smugness vanishing instantly.

"Instead of hopelessly wasting my time with her, I might as well go back to the hotel and sleep or talk to Sister Yun," Yang Letian muttered to himself.

Just as he was about to pay the bill and leave, Yang Letian suddenly saw Wei Luman stand up, hug Yu Jie, and then say something to the man before leaving, leaving only the man and Yu Jie sitting there drinking coffee and chatting.

"Huh! Why did that girl leave? She only let that man talk to Yu Jie. Could that man be an important figure in their family?" Yang Letian was thinking when Wei Luman walked out of the coffee shop. However, she didn't get into the Audi, so it seemed that the Audi belonged to that man. Wei Luman walked towards the intersection ahead. After that intersection was the main street. It seemed that Wei Luman wanted to take a taxi there, because this area was relatively remote, and taxis usually wouldn't pick up passengers here.

The coffee shop was about 150 meters away from the main street. As Yang Letian watched Wei Luman walk alone in that direction, he suddenly had an idea. He decided to ask her about the conversation between Yu Jie and that man. Although Wei Luman's attitude towards him today showed that she didn't like him, Yang Letian was still confident that he could find out something about their conversation with his silver tongue.

After making up his mind, Yang Letian quickly got up, paid the bill, and quietly followed behind Wei Luman, who was completely unaware that Yang Letian was following her. Yang Letian followed her from a distance of four or five meters, pondering how to greet her. After all, she didn't seem to like him, at least not on the surface, so Yang Letian had to rack his brains for a good way to greet her. Soon, Yang Letian came up with several plans.

Plan One: Hello, Miss Wei, what a coincidence! I drank a bit too much tonight, so I came out for some fresh air, and I didn't expect to run into you here. Oh, where are you going? Let me walk you home.

As soon as this plan came to mind, Yang Letian immediately rejected it, reasoning that it was too fake and contrived. This place was dozens of miles away from his hotel; there was no reason for him to have wandered here. This plan would probably immediately draw a fierce counterattack from Wei Luman.

Plan Two: Hi, Miss Lu, it's me, Letian. Although you don't admit that you are the lady I met at the Royal Hotel in Linhai, I believe you are. You know that? I've been looking for you for so long, so very long! Ever since I couldn't find you the second time, I've searched everywhere, every corner of Linhai, but I still couldn't find you. Do you know how I've spent these days since you left? I couldn't think of you day or night, your image was constantly on my mind. Now, it's all right, I've finally found you. Before, there were too many people, so I didn't dare to speak, and I just followed behind you, hoping to tell you when you were alone. Okay, let's go, let's find a place to talk properly.

Yang Letian still didn't think this plan would work. It was like acting out a melodramatic romance novel, too cheesy, too pretentious! Who would be so hung up on a lady they'd only met once? She'd know it was a lie as soon as she heard it. This plan would probably only earn Wei Luman a disdainful look and a hasty retreat.

Chapter Seventy-Six: Rampant Thugs

Plan Three: Hey! Miss Wei, please wait a moment, I have something to say to you. "Let me tell you, from the first moment I saw you, I knew you were the same Lu Xiaoman I slept with at the Royal Hotel in Linhai. Don't deny it. Lu Xiaoman, Wei Luman—just the names tell me you're the same person. Okay, actually, you don't need to worry. I'm not saying this to expose your past as a prostitute; I just want to talk to you about some things. Come on, let's find a place to sit."

This plan still didn't seem very good. It was too abrupt, too impersonal, and contained an element of threat. This wasn't Yang Letian's style. He never threatened anyone, especially women, because he felt that was too petty. Although Yang Letian wasn't exactly a saint, he disdained being a petty person. So, this plan was quickly rejected.

Seeing that Wei Luman was about to reach the intersection, Yang Letian still hadn't figured out how to greet her. Suddenly, a clever idea struck him, a childlike impulse rising within him. He decided to play a trick on her, so

he quickly stepped forward, pressed a finger against Wei Luman's back, and whispered, "Don't move, I'm robbing you!" Yang Letian was smug, firstly pleased with his ingenious way of greeting Wei Luman, and secondly

, pleased that he would soon see the beautiful woman's panicked expression—a small revenge for her cold attitude. However, the expected panicked expression from the beautiful woman didn't appear. Instead, a sharp pain shot through Yang Letian's foot. Then, Wei Luman grabbed his finger and twisted it in the opposite direction. Ah! Another excruciating pain! If anyone else had twisted him like that, Yang Letian would have undoubtedly punched them without hesitation. But he knew it was Wei Luman and that she thought he was a real robber, so he used this ruthless method. He hurriedly cried out, "Miss Wei, it's me! Ouch! Stop twisting it, it hurts!"

"It's you? How could it be you? Why are you joking? Let me see, are you hurt?" At this moment, Wei Luman had already recognized the other person as Yang Letian, and quickly let go of his hand, asking with concern.

"I twisted you a little to see if it hurts, I was just joking with you, why did you hurt me so badly?" Yang Letian squatted on the ground in pain, rubbing his foot and then his hand, complaining incessantly.

"Why are you following me?" Wei Luman saw that Yang Letian didn't seem to be seriously injured, and her tone turned cold again.

"Who's following you? I just saw you here, so I wanted to say hello, but the way I said hello was a little unusual." Yang Letian's mind was racing, trying to come up with a plausible reason.

"Then what are you doing here? I heard from Aunt Yu that you're staying at the Hilton Hotel, which is dozens of miles away. You're not telling me you wandered here on a walk, are you?" Wei Luman said with a mocking expression.

"Damn it, what are you so arrogant about? Why weren't you this arrogant when you were moaning and groaning under me?" Yang Letian cursed inwardly, but deliberately put on a hesitant and stammering expression.

"Ah! You were following Aunt Yu?" Wei Luman's face suddenly turned ugly, and she said sharply, "Tell me, who sent you to follow Aunt Yu? Was it that little vixen Yuan Tingting?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Letian almost fainted, thinking to himself, "Why does she hate Yuan Tingting so much too? No wonder she and Yu Jie are so close, they have a common enemy."

"What Yuan Tingting? How does this involve Director Yuan again? Sigh, let me tell you the truth, I came with Yu Jie. After we got here, she told me to wait for her outside. You and your Aunt Yu are so close, didn't she tell you?" Yang Letian took the initiative, appearing mysterious.

"You came with Aunt Yu?" Wei Luman asked doubtfully, "Then why didn't she mention it to me?"

"Hehe!" Yang Letian deliberately laughed awkwardly twice, then said, "We...we..." Yang Letian deliberately stammered, with a very ambiguous expression.

Sure enough, Wei Luman suddenly realized what he meant, and her face turned bright red, but in the dim light, Yang Letian didn't notice. After a while, Wei Luman whispered, "You men are really wicked. You have a girlfriend, but you still go looking for lovers, and you still go out and fool around with prostitutes."

"How do you know I went out and fooled around with prostitutes?" Yang Letian looked at her with a half-smile.

"I..." Wei Luman was speechless for a moment, her face turning even redder with embarrassment.

Seeing this, Yang Letian was secretly pleased. His words had not only deceived Wei Luman but had also made her inadvertently reveal the truth. But despite his smugness, he thought that since Wei Luman was still unwilling to admit that she was Lu Xiaoman, he shouldn't push her too hard, as that would only backfire. At the same time, he was thinking, "I've dragged Yu Jie into this, implying to Wei Luman that we're lovers, thus deceiving her. But this only works temporarily. The only way now is to really drag Yu Jie into this and make her my real lover. Otherwise, if things are exposed, not only will I not be able to find out the secret of the acquisition, but it might also cause Yu Jie to turn against me. If it really comes to that, I won't have a good life."

"Hey, how are you? Can you still walk?" Wei Luman saw that he had been silent for a long time and thought he was in too much pain to speak.

"Hmm, it's alright, I can walk slowly." Yang Letian stood up, not wanting to linger. If Yu Jie and that man came out and saw him there, his lie would be exposed.

"Since you can walk, I'll go first." Wei Luman said, turning to leave.

"Damn! That's so heartless! She hurt me like this and doesn't even care, just leaving? Are there any people like that in the world?" Yang Letian was indignant, but he couldn't let Wei Luman leave like that; otherwise, all his efforts would be wasted. So, just as Wei Luman turned to leave, Yang Letian let out a scream, "Ah!" and crouched down. "

What's wrong? What's wrong?" Wei Luman quickly turned around.

"My foot hurts." Yang Letian said, his face contorted in pain.

"Come on, let me help you." Wei Luman said, walking to Yang Letian's side and taking his arm.

"Hmm, at least you still have some conscience." Yang Letian was secretly pleased to see that Wei Luman had come to support him, just as he had expected, but he said insincerely, "How could I? You should go ahead if you have something to do. I can walk slowly by myself."

"Why are you being so indecisive? Let's go. After all, I'm the one who injured your foot. Although you're partly to blame, I can't just leave you like this. Would you like to sit in that little shop over there until Auntie comes out, or go back to the hotel?" Wei Luman's tone was no longer as cold as before.

"I think I should go back to the hotel first. If Yu Jie sees us together, she will... she will..."

Wei Luman understood Yang Letian's meaning, and her pretty face blushed again. She whispered, "Okay, let's go quickly."

"Okay, let's go quickly!" Yang Letian was secretly delighted.

And so, Yang Letian pressed close to Wei Luman, inhaling her ethereal, indescribable fragrance. He felt a sense of lightness wash over him. Glancing sideways, his gaze involuntarily fell upon Wei Luman's barely concealed cleavage. Her dress, in the dim light, seemed to exude a magical aura, causing Yang Letian to tremble slightly.

At that moment, the crescent moon hung like jade in the sky, serene and cloudless, the sky clear and bright. A poetic romance permeated the air. Yang Letian thought, "If only I could walk hand in hand with my beloved girl under the moonlight right now, sharing the quiet night; if only we could wander in such a night, each of us whispering our secrets. What a pure and blissful moment that would be! But life is so precious, I might never have it in my lifetime."

Sister Yun was carried into the van by the bearded man. As the door closed, Sister Yun felt an unprecedented fear and despair. She clutched her chest with one hand and pounded on the bearded man holding her with the other, cursing, "You hooligans, let me go! Let me go!"

"Wow! This chick's got a great upper body."

The three men immediately surrounded Sister Yun when they saw her exposed breasts, some even bringing their faces very close to get a better look.

"Boss! My saliva is practically dripping."

"My dick is already hard. I can't take it anymore!" The

three young men chatted amongst themselves, gesturing wildly. Listening to their lewd words and suggestive gestures, Sister Yun was nearly driven mad.

Just then, the bearded man's hands slipped inside the slit of Sister Yun's dress, instantly exposing her full, snow-white legs and buttocks. His hands freely caressed her smooth thighs, then slowly kneaded her buttocks, spreading them apart and squeezing them inward, even rubbing them up and down.

"No! No! Let me go!" Sister Yun cried out, her voice trembling with fear.

A sense of foreboding washed over her. "I might be raped, even gang-raped. How terrifying is that?" "Sister Yun dared not think any further.

Terrified, she screamed incessantly, twisting her body desperately. Her hands gripped the bearded man's wrists, trying to pull his wolfish claws away, but in a moment of carelessness, a 'ripping' sound rang out as her dress ripped open at the slit, tearing upwards to above her waist, almost revealing the lower edge of her snow-white breasts.

'Wow! Boss, you tore it well! Beautifully torn!' The three young men, seeing Sister Yun's nearly naked body, began to clap happily. At this moment, Sister Yun noticed that the zippers on their jeans were visibly bulging.

'Haha! Well done! Hmm! This underwear is a real nuisance. Help her take it off, Ah Hai! You do it!'

'Yes, sir! Boss, I will certainly not disappoint you.' " "

This young man named Ah Hai reached out and grabbed the sides of Yun Jie's panties. Yun Jie realized he was trying to pull them down and instinctively clamped her full, firm legs together, hoping to stop him.

"Boss, this chick's thighs are really tight. Looks like she's good at clamping them in bed too, haha!"

"Haha... I thought so! But you can't even take off a woman's panties, can you?"

Ah Hai suddenly pulled hard, and Yun Jie's panties were immediately pulled down, sliding down to her knees.

"Wow! Boss, this is amazing!"

"Ah... no... don't take them off. Please don't take off my pants! Waaah..."

Yun Jie choked, unable to speak, tears streaming down her face.

"Crying like this, it's not pretty at all. Forget it! Take off her panties. "

At the bearded man's order, Ah Hai immediately abandoned his humiliation of Yun Jie! However, he pulled Yun Jie's underwear all the way down to her feet and lifted Yun Jie's feet one by one, and the underwear immediately left Yun Jie's body.

After Ah Hai took off his underwear, he even smelled it before putting it in his pocket.

Sister Yun began to tense up; she guessed that the bearded man might be about to take advantage of her. Sure enough, the bearded man pressed his body forcefully against Sister Yun's buttocks from behind, and Sister Yun immediately felt something hard and hot pressing against her buttocks.

"Wow..." The sudden sensation made Sister Yun cry out.

Having experienced such a violent attack for the first time, Sister Yun's entire body seemed to freeze instantly.

Chapter Seventy-Seven: Deceiving Xiao Man

Back at the hotel, Wei Luman helped Yang Letian into her room. Actually, Yang Letian's foot was almost healed and didn't hurt much anymore, but to keep Wei Luman there, Yang Letian still pretended to be grimacing in pain.

"Alright, my task is basically complete." Wei Luman helped Yang Letian sit down on the sofa and said, "Your girlfriend lives next door, right? I'll go ask her to come and take care of you. Hmph, honestly, if you ask me, I'd rather you just suffer to death. A man who's always out flirting with other women, you're better off without him." Wei Luman spoke the last sentence very softly, almost to herself, but Yang Letian heard it clearly. He felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to continue the conversation to defend himself, so he just said, "Never mind, it's so late, she's probably asleep already, let's not bother her."

"Heh heh, you're quite considerate of her, aren't you?" Wei Luman sneered. "What a model boyfriend!"

Hearing Wei Luman's sarcastic remarks, Yang Letian felt embarrassed and secretly angry. He thought to himself, "Whether I'm a womanizer or a womanizer is my own business. You're no one to me, so why are you interfering?" Although displeased, Yang Letian needed her help and couldn't afford to turn against her, so he could only laugh awkwardly and remain silent.

"If I don't bother your girlfriend, do you expect me to take care of you?" With that, Wei Luman tossed her head and walked out the door to knock on Sister Yun's door. Yang Letian inwardly groaned, thinking, "If Sister Yun comes, she'll have no reason to stay here anymore, and I'll have no reason to keep her. If she leaves, won't all my efforts be wasted? Sigh, what should I do?"

Just then, Wei Luman returned, but Yang Letian didn't see Sister Yun following her. He found it strange, thinking, "If Sister Yun knew I was injured, she would definitely rush over."

Before he could ask, Wei Luman spoke first, saying, "Where's your girlfriend? Why isn't she in her room?"

"Not in her room? No way." Yang Letian looked at the time on his phone and said, "It's already past eleven. Where could she have gone?" Hearing that Sister Yun wasn't in her room, Yang Letian felt a little happy, but more worried.

"She didn't go out to look for you, did she?" Wei Luman glanced at him sideways.

“Hmm, you’re right. She probably went out to look for me,” Yang Letian said, but at the same time, he thought to himself, “Sister Yun is too silly. In such a big city like Shanghai, where would she look for me?” Thinking of this, Yang Letian felt a little touched, but at the same time, he was relieved, thinking that Sister Yun would just wander around the streets and come back soon if she couldn’t find him. In fact, Yang Letian’s prediction was correct; that was exactly what Sister Yun planned to do. But he never expected that Sister Yun would encounter danger.

“Then… I…” Wei Luman didn’t know what to do for a moment. She wanted to leave, but she couldn’t just leave like that. Leaving like that would feel like she had left something unfinished, not quite complete. But what kind of ending did she want? She herself didn’t know.

Yang Letian saw her predicament and couldn’t help but chuckle to himself, because he knew that Wei Luman was actually very curious about him and wanted to know some things about him, at least some things about him and Yu Jie. But out of a woman’s modesty and her concerns about the past, she was embarrassed to take the initiative to tell him.

"I want to stand by the window for some fresh air," Yang Letian said, pretending to struggle as he stood up from the sofa.

"Even in this state, you still won't be quiet. This just shows you're not a well-behaved person," Wei Luman said, but she still went over to help him. The two of them went to the window, opened it, and took deep breaths of the fresh, cool night air.

Standing by the small window, the night was laid bare before them. A corner of the city they were in was brightly lit, displaying a sea of orange-red flames. The night sky, however, was covered with low-hanging clouds, reflecting the city lights with a dead, fish-belly-like white light. They were like paper puppets suspended between these two layers of light in a shadow play. Yang Letian loved watching the city at night, watching the various urban stories unfold on those brightly lit streets, interwoven with all the filth and pornography of the city. Under the night lights, people openly expressed their desires, and these desires, and everything else, could be fulfilled through exchange. It was different from Yang Letian's hometown. The nights there were so peaceful. Most of the time, a crescent moon hung low in the western sky, its light not very bright, but exceptionally gentle and charming. The sky was azure, with a few wisps of clouds moving silently, almost imperceptibly. The entire earth was pitch black, with small villages lying quietly in the fields. The villages were deathly silent, with only the occasional bark of a dog.

"When did you and Aunt Yu have that kind of relationship?" Wei Luman spoke first.

"Well… just over a month ago," Yang Letian stammered. "But please believe me, I have feelings for your Aunt Yu, it's definitely not the shameless affair between lonely men and women you imagine." Yang Letian tried his best to portray himself as deeply affectionate.

"Heh, feelings?" Wei Luman sneered. "And what about Miss Qian? Do you have feelings for her?"

"Of course! Not only do I, but my feelings are very deep."

"Heh, you're quite the romantic!" Wei Luman said sarcastically.

"I know what you're thinking right now," Yang Letian said leisurely. "You probably think I'm a lewd, shameless, dissolute, womanizing, and irresponsible man, right?"

"Aren't you?"

"How can I put it? Let me put it this way: if President Yu or Sister Yun were in trouble right now, I would rush to their aid without hesitation, doing everything in my power to help them." Yang Letian's expression was incredibly sincere.

"Doing everything in your power? Does that include your life?"

"Of course, including my life." Yang Letian said decisively.

"Oh, really?" Wei Luman asked softly, her tone no longer aggressive and sarcastic. She was clearly moved by Yang Letian's sincerity and honesty.

"Of course! Not just for them, but for you too." Seeing that she was somewhat moved by him, Yang Letian was secretly pleased and boldly continued.

"For me?" Wei Luman was somewhat surprised, but it seemed that Yang Letian's words were also within her expectations.

“Yes, it’s you.” Yang Letian gazed at her with deep affection. “Although you’ve always denied being the girl I met at the Royal Hotel in Linhai, I believe you are. I’m not saying this to expose you, but to let you know how destined we are. From the first moment I saw you at the Royal Hotel, I knew you weren’t a prostitute. Because what prostitute has your temperament and taste? I’m not flattering you, it’s just what I truly believe. Also, there’s something else I want to tell you, whether you believe it or not, that I never have that kind of relationship with prostitutes. The reason I did that with you after meeting you at the Royal Hotel was because deep down I believed you weren’t a prostitute at all.”

“Please stop, please stop! Why do you keep reminding me of that past?” Wei Luman said, her voice trembling with tears.

"Haha, she admitted it! I told you so, she'd admit it sooner or later." Yang Letian chuckled inwardly, but his face remained expressionless with affection as he said, "Okay, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore." With that, Yang Letian couldn't help but pull her into his arms. Her head rested on Yang Letian's shoulder.

"No," Wei Luman murmured, "Don't do this." But she offered no resistance. Her voice sounded less like a firm refusal and more like a warm invitation.

Outside the window, the moonlight was still like water. The bright moonlight made the city seem so clean and beautiful, as if everything had been purified by some pure thought. Looking out the window, the city resembled a pure and flawless young girl.

“Don’t do this,” Wei Luman said, almost breathless, as Yang Letian held her tightly. “I think we should be good friends, we should keep some distance.”

“Why?” Yang Letian asked, panting. “We’ve done *that*, why should we keep our distance?”

“No, that was before, and it was just a momentary impulse. It’s different now.”

“How is it different? I’m still the same me, and you’re still the same you. You’ve always been so charming,” Yang Letian added. “You’re the most charming girl I’ve ever met.”

“What about me charms you? Tell me.”

“Everything. Do I need to say it? Everything!”

Wei Luman’s eyes lit up strangely. She reached out and touched Yang Letian’s burning cheek. Yang Letian’s chin and lips were

cleanly shaved with a Gillette razor. He looked clean, both in appearance and demeanor. They gazed at each other, admiring each other, lost in each other’s presence. It was a mesmerizing moment.

“No, I can’t do this,” Wei Luman’s hand suddenly slid off Yang Letian’s cheek. “I can’t do this!”

“Why?” Yang Letian asked again. “Why can’t I do this?”

Wei Luman suddenly showed a look of shame; this time, she seemed to be truly struggling and resisting.

“Let go of me,” Wei Luman said. “Let’s sit up and talk properly.”

Yang Letian released her hand, watching her sit up and tidy her disheveled long hair.

“Please forgive my… offense,” Yang Letian stammered. He knew that haste makes waste.

“No, you’re not wrong,” she said. “I’m the one who’s wrong. I knew it would be like this, but I…”

Wei Luman sighed.

“Man…Man…” Yang Letian called Wei Luman’s name, “You are so beautiful, Man, really, you…”

“Don’t say anymore,” Wei Luman said, gazing tenderly at Yang Letian, “Let me have some peace and quiet, let’s both have some peace and quiet, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll listen to you,” Yang Letian lowered his head like a big child, “I’ll listen to you.”

Wei Luman couldn’t help but reach out her hand again, gently, with infinite tenderness, touching Yang Letian’s cheek. Tears welled up in her eyes. Yang Letian grabbed her hand and covered his burning face.

“You have your girlfriend, and more importantly, you have Aunt Yu, I can’t, I really can’t!” Wei Luman almost shouted, her eyes filled with tears that streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Yang Letian saw two clear tears flowing from Wei Luman’s captivating eyes, and suddenly felt that these were the clearest tears, the saddest tears he had ever seen in his life.

"Yes, I have a girlfriend, and I'm with President Yu, but that doesn't stop us from loving each other. We're together." With that, Yang Letian pulled Wei Luman into his arms with tremendous force. His burning lips pressed against Wei Luman's, and the two kissed passionately and wildly.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Teasing Xiaoman

The night was quiet. The elfin-like Wei Luman nestled in Yang Letian's arms, silent and motionless. Yang Letian held her, gazing at the distant lights outside the window.

Wei Luman gently kissed Yang Letian, and his body and soul began to tremble. He began to caress her carefully, as if holding a beautiful, delicate, and fragile glass bottle.

Wei Luman's skin was as smooth as silk, white and delicate. Yang Letian held her, feeling the fragrance emanating from the depths of her soul, alluring little by little.

Wei Luman truly enveloped Yang Letian like honey; Yang Letian had never been so careful before. When soul and body become one, there is joy, an indescribable pleasure. Deep within the heart, there is no sin, no filth, no desire, only a fusion, a joyful exchange, like Wei Luman's long hair, gently entwined, binding the unforgettable moments of this century.

The wind blowing in from the window softened, reluctant to disturb, it merely bit its lip in jealousy, grasping the curtains and swaying them lightly before fleeing towards the distant, breathtaking blue.

Perhaps it was the hunger of emotions, the hunger of the soul, the hunger of sex, just like the hunger of the body. Wei Luman began to thirstily suckle Yang Letian's lips, her soft yet vibrant tongue swirling in his mouth, her slender fingers frantically caressing his hair, cheeks, ears, neck, and shoulders. She seemed so unrestrained, so greedy and flamboyant.

"I really want to devour you," Wei Luman said to Yang Letian, her face flushed and her breath coming in gasps.

“I want to devour you!” Yang Letian said, then lifted her up by her armpits, and Wei Luman straddled his lap. He held her tightly to his chest, pressing her firm breasts against his body.

Wei Luman closed her eyes, her rosy face radiating youthful glow. Their thirsty lips met, their tongues entwined, their bodies rubbing against each other in a frenzy. Yang Letian reached out and touched Wei Luman's heaving breasts, and her breath caught in her throat. He slipped his hands inside her blouse, grasping her breasts, his fingers deftly pinching her nipples until they hardened. Then, Wei Luman bit

her lip and pulled her sleeveless blouse over her head, revealing her white breasts, which stood proudly, perfectly shaped; her rounded shoulders accentuated her mature figure. She was dazzlingly beautiful, a sight to behold. Yang Letian felt a surge of heat throughout his body, his lower body aroused. The rich fragrance emanating from Wei Luman further fueled his desire.

At this moment, Wei Luman leaned back, her flowing hair cascading down her back. She hooked one arm around Yang Letian's neck and pressed his head against her chest with the other. Yang Letian buried his face between her breasts, inhaling her intoxicating scent, his hands cupping her breasts, his lips tracing the peaks of her nipples.

He suckled her firm nipples, gently biting the tips with his teeth. Sometimes his tongue would lightly skim across her breasts, sometimes it would sweep from tip to tip, sometimes he would grasp her breasts tightly, as if trying to swallow them whole, and sometimes he would lift his head to gaze at her with deep affection. Wei Luman's breasts were covered in Yang Letian's saliva, and the room echoed with the sounds of sucking.

Wei Luman's eyes were closed, appearing completely absorbed and entranced. Her breasts were beautiful and elastic, and extremely sensitive. Under Yang Letian's kneading and sucking, they changed at an astonishing speed, seemingly growing increasingly swollen, with her nipples growing larger. Her body seemed to tremble slightly from the stimulation. Yang Letian then gently stroked her flushed cheeks. When her eyes met his, she shyly looked away a few times, but realizing she couldn't escape his gaze, she simply closed her eyes again.

Yang Letian's hands roamed freely over Wei Luman's smooth back and buttocks. Wei Luman then placed her hands on either side of Yang Letian's head, bringing her luscious red lips to his mouth. Wei Luman's eyes were languid, her face flushed with shyness. The involuntary, low moans and the seductive, guttural sounds drifted intermittently into Yang Letian's ears, mingling with the feminine fragrance emanating from her gently swaying body, filling the room.

Yang Letian lifted her skirt with one hand, slipping it inside her panties, and placed it on her wet and swollen genitals. He let out a long sigh, a genuine sense of satisfaction washing over him. At that moment, Wei Luman's eyes were glazed, her lips panting softly, and her body burning with desire.

When Yang Letian reached for her private area, Wei Luman immediately sat up straight. She then straddled his lap, pulled off her panties from under her skirt and tossed them onto the sofa, pulling the skirt up to reveal her smooth, white abdomen. Yang Letian was once again stunned by her beauty. She was well-proportioned and graceful. Her nose was straight, and her eyes were moist, filled with a hazy mist like morning fog, or a wisp of cloud floating above an autumn pond—smoke-like, cloud-like, illusory, dreamlike.

At this moment, Wei Luman took Yang Letian's hand and sat back down on the sofa. Then she lifted her long, white legs and straddled his lap.

Yang Letian, already burning with desire, thrust his hips upwards with a powerful thrust.

"Ah!" Wei Luman cried out, then leaned against Yang Letian's chest and remained motionless.

Sitting on Yang Letian's lap, Wei Luman's eyes were half-closed, revealing a dreamy and intoxicated expression. The two talked, kissed, caressed, and moved like that… whispering sweet nothings, their hearts in perfect harmony, like a loving couple reunited after a long separation. They were consumed by passion, their love merging, their bodies and souls becoming one, immersed in pleasure, excitement, satisfaction, and bliss.

Wei Luman swayed her hips, welcoming, yielding, tumbling, and twisting like a graceful, enchanting dance. Her sucking, swallowing, contracting, and trembling, each breath, each contraction and relaxation, relentlessly stimulated Yang Letian, sending waves of pleasure crashing over him.

Amidst the waves of cries and thrusts, Yang Letian suddenly felt a jolt down his spine, an incomparably pleasurable sensation rushing to his brain like an electric shock, surging down to his genitals. Yang Letian could no longer control himself! In the dizzying surge of pleasure, he involuntarily opened his mouth wide and cried out, “Oh…” Then, with unprecedented speed, he thrust in and out, his mind a blank, a vast expanse of white. A surge of intense pleasure washed over him, wave after wave, until finally, he soared to the heavens…

After the passion subsided, Yang Letian felt a profound sense of accomplishment. He thought, “Generally speaking, if a woman willingly engages in that kind of relationship with a man, it means that she has no secrets from him. And she is willing to confide her deepest secrets to him.” Thinking this, Yang Letian prepared to ask Wei Luman what Yu Jie and that man had been talking about that evening. However, before he could speak, Wei Luman spoke first. She nestled against Yang Letian’s chest and murmured, “Which woman am I to you?”

“This…” Yang Letian was taken aback by her question and was speechless, unsure how to answer.

"Sigh! Forget it, don't say anymore, I already know." Wei Luman sighed softly. "I know you've slept with many women before me, including my Aunt Yu, and I'm not your last woman. I know all of this, but do you know why I was willing to do this with you even though I know you're this kind of person?"

"Because I'm good at flirting," Yang Letian thought to himself.

"You think you're good at flirting, good at coaxing girls?" Wei Luman seemed to know what he was thinking, and looked up into his eyes.

Yang Letian was startled, thinking to himself, "How can I know what you're thinking like a mind reader?" Despite his thoughts, he put on an indignant expression and said, "How can you think of me like that? Thinking like that not only insults me, but also yourself. Are you so easily fooled? I think we're destined to be together."

"Yes, you're right, we are destined. Destiny is truly a wondrous thing! You know what? You look a lot like him," Wei Luman said, touching Yang Letian's face.

"Him?" Yang Letian had a vague idea.

"I think you already know who he is, right? That's right, he's Aunt Yu's lover, and also that little vixen Yuan Tingting's dead boyfriend." Wei Luman always added the words "vixen" after Yuan Tingting's name, as if without those words, she couldn't fully express her hatred for Yuan Tingting. At this point, Yang Letian had a general idea of what had happened. Wei Luman continued, "I really loved him, I really loved him! But that little vixen Yuan Tingting stole him away. Stealing him was bad enough, but she also killed him! I can never forgive her. I want her to pay the price." At this point, Wei Luman seemed to be gritting her teeth.

"You can't blame Yuan Tingting. You can only blame herself. It's all her own fault," Yang Letian thought. At the same time, he felt somewhat discouraged. He had thought he had conquered Wei Luman with his charm, getting her into bed with him, but it turned out she didn't have any feelings for him at all. In Wei Luman's mind, he was just her substitute for him. In short, he was just a substitute for her. The main reason Wei Luman was willing to have a relationship with him was to fill a void in her heart.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Even if she gets emotional satisfaction and I get physical satisfaction, we're even!" Yang Letian comforted himself.

"Do you know why I was at that hotel in Linhai that day?" Wei Luman asked Yang Letian. Yang Letian shook his head. Before this, he had indeed found it strange. Logically speaking, how could a girl as wealthy and powerful as Wei Luman work as a prostitute in such a place? If someone had told him this before, he would never have believed it, even if he were beaten to death. But now, after hearing Wei Luman's words, he believed her and even guessed the general outline of the matter. However, he wanted Wei Luman to tell him the details herself, so he still shook his head.

“At that time, I had just learned that he was no longer in this world.” Wei Luman murmured, lying in Yang Letian’s arms. “Do you know how I felt when I heard the news? Pain, despair. I thought, since my beloved is gone, what is the point of my life? I really thought about dying, about going with him, but I was unwilling to die like that. Besides, there were people I cared about in this world, like my father and my sister. So I thought of indulging myself, completely indulging myself! So I went back to Linhai. After walking through every street and every corner that we used to walk together, I came to the Royal Hotel and found the madam there. When the madam saw me and heard my purpose, she smiled broadly and immediately agreed to let me work for her. So after I paid an 800 yuan deposit, she took me to meet customers.”

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