The Gate of Desire [Complete] - 11

Chapter Seventy-Nine: Searching for Sister Yun.

Wei Luman paused here, looked up at Yang Letian's expression, and continued, "I never expected that on my first trip there, the first time I decided to indulge myself, the first customer I met would be you, a man who looks so much like him. Do you know how I felt when I first saw you? Excitement, nervousness, confusion, everything, or maybe nothing at all. It was under the influence of that indescribable emotion that I confusedly had that kind of relationship with you. Afterwards, I didn't know whether to regret it or be grateful. But now that I think about it, I should be more grateful, because I think if my first customer hadn't been you but someone else, I would still have indulged myself, and maybe I would have continued to indulge myself. In that case, I think my life would have been ruined. So, I should thank God for your appearance, which prevented me from making a mistake that I will regret for eternity."

"Oh? So you've come to your senses after that night?" Yang Letian asked tentatively.

“Yes,” Wei Luman said wistfully, “I’ve finally come to terms with it since that night we parted. He’s gone, and no matter how much I think about him, it’s useless. Being颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being decadent, dispirited, or颓废) and indulging in self-destructive behavior will only hurt myself and my family.

” Yang Letian thought for a moment and said, “Since you’ve come to terms with it, why hate Director Yuan anymore?”

Hearing this, Wei Luman suddenly sat up, scrutinizing Yang Letian with a critical gaze.

Her scrutiny made Yang Letian feel uneasy. After a long while, he gave an awkward smile and said, “Why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong?” After scrutinizing him for a while, Wei Luman lay back down in his arms and said, “Well, you might be right

! Aunt Yu must have already told you about him and how he left this world.” “Yes, she did,” Yang Letian replied, but in his heart he thought, “Yes, she did, but she told me about Yuan Tingting, not your Aunt Yu.”

"To be honest, you can't really blame her for this, but the whole thing started with her. Who else can you blame but her? She didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of her! That's why I hate her, just like Aunt Yu hates her."

"Ultimately, it's your jealousy that's causing this," Yang Letian thought to himself. But then he said, "So you want to team up with your Aunt Yu to deal with Yuan Tingting."

"Aunt Yu told you about this too. It seems she really likes you, you pretty boy, hehe..." Wei Luman teased.

"Go away, what pretty boy, what awful face! It sounds awful!" Yang Letian laughed.

"Tch, if you're afraid of it sounding awful, why are you doing it?" Wei Luman said disdainfully.

"What did I do? Ms. Yu and I admire and are attracted to each other, so it was only natural that we got together. I didn't covet her money. There's absolutely no financial relationship between us, so how can you call me a gigolo?" Yang Letian spoke with righteous indignation, as if he and Yu Jie were truly having an affair, hastily defending himself. Suddenly, Yang Letian seemed to have thought of something, and he grinned mischievously, "If I'm with Ms. Yu, then I'm her gigolo. And now that we're together like this, does that mean you're my lover? Hehe! Ah..." Yang Letian had only let out two wicked laughs when he let out a scream. It turned out that Wei Luman had pinched his penis hard.

Wei Luman laughed, "Ouch, doesn't it? Serves you right! Who told you to spew such filth? Hehe..."

Yang Letian said with a pained expression, "Who told you to talk about me first? Ouch! It hurts so much! If you break it, you won't be able to have it anymore." He said this while touching his penis.

Hearing this, Wei Luman blushed slightly and said, "Who said I'd need it later? I broke your thing to rid the world of a menace, so you won't go around harming innocent women."

"Hehe!" Yang Letian smiled slightly, not taking up the topic, but instead asking, "How did your talk go tonight? Oh, by the way, who was that man who came with you tonight?"

"Sigh, dealing with that little vixen Yuan Tingting is indeed not easy! Because she's the largest shareholder. If our family and Aunt Yu's family join forces, we can definitely compete with them. But most of our shares are held by my old man, and he has a very good relationship with that little vixen's father. It won't be easy to persuade my old man to transfer his shares to Aunt Yu. And I only have a small number of shares, so transferring them to Aunt Yu wouldn't make any difference. The person who came with me tonight is our company's CFO, and also my old man's confidant. Aunt Yu asked him to come and find a way to persuade my old man to transfer his shares to her. As for how their talks went? We'll have to wait until they get back to find out."

Hearing Wei Luman's words, Yang Letian was both happy and a little nervous. He was happy that Yuan Tingting's prediction was correct; Wei Zulin wouldn't easily transfer his shares. But he was nervous because Yu Jie wasn't targeting Wei Zulin, but rather his associates. This was something Yuan Tingting hadn't anticipated, and he needed to inform her quickly so she could prepare.

Upon hearing the mention of Yu Jie and the others returning, Wei Luman seemed to have thought of something and quickly said, "They must be done with him by now. What if Aunt Yu comes back and sees us together like this? No, get up quickly." Yang Letian thought so too, but he wasn't worried about Yu Jie coming back, because even if she did, she wouldn't come to his room. He was worried about Sister Yun suddenly barging in. If Sister Yun saw him and Wei Luman embracing naked like this, it would be terrible. So he quickly said, "You're right, let's get up quickly."

Wei Luman rolled her eyes at him and said, "You won't admit you're a gigolo. Look at you, your face changed the moment I mentioned Aunt Yu was coming. Are you that afraid of her?"

Yang Letian was secretly pleased to hear her say that, because he sensed a hint of jealousy in her words. So he said, "I'm not afraid of her, I'm thinking of you. You two are so close, if it causes any unpleasantness because of me, I'll feel bad."

"For you? Don't be so conceited." Although Wei Luman said that, she quickly got up and dressed.

"Okay, since you're not afraid, why should I be? Don't go, let's go to President Yu now and tell her about our relationship." Yang Letian put on a fearless look.

"Tch, you're you, I'm me, don't use 'we,' it sounds awkward. Besides, who has a relationship with you? We have no relationship at all, don't get your hopes up." Wei Luman said while combing her hair.

"Hehe, I'm not going to argue with you anymore. I'm going to go to Sister Yun's room to see if she's back yet." After a while, Yang Letian returned to the room and said strangely, "Huh, why hasn't Sister Yun come back yet? I hope something happened to her. Xiaoman, how's the security situation here in Shanghai?"

"It's alright, I hope nothing bad happened." Wei Luman had already straightened her clothes and was ready to leave.

"No, I have to go look for her." At this point, Yang Letian was also getting a little anxious.

"Shanghai is so big, where are you going to look? Besides, you don't have a car, it's very inconvenient to look for her."

"If I don't have a car, I'll take a taxi. I'm not going to hold my pee for long, am I?" Yang Letian was getting anxious and started swearing.

"Forget it, considering you're anxious to find a girlfriend and are somewhat of a man of principle, I won't hold it against you. In addition, I'll help you out."

"Help me? How?" Yang Letian asked in confusion.

Wei Luman smiled slightly but didn't answer. Instead, she took out a sleek cell phone from her small bag, dialed a number, and then said, "Drive my car to the Hilton Hotel in five minutes."

Yang Letian understood; Wei Luman wanted to lend him her car to go find Sister Yun. At this moment, Wei Luman put down the phone and said to him, "You're not going to tell me you can't drive, are you?"

"Yes, you're absolutely right," Yang Letian said deliberately, "I can't drive, so I'll have to trouble you to be my driver."

"Oh my god, no way!" Wei Luman exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Hehe, just kidding. Hurry up and go, we'll be there in about five minutes."

Wei Luman glared at him and said, "I'll go first, you come out in two minutes, I'll wait for you in the car." After saying that, Wei Luman tossed her head and walked out. Yang Letian understood her meaning; she was afraid they would run into Yu Jie if they went out together. "This little girl, she's quite thoughtful," Yang Letian thought to himself.

Two minutes later, Yang Letian walked out of the hotel. Not far away, he saw a red sports car parked. Yang Letian guessed that the car was Wei Luman's, but since he couldn't see the person inside, Yang Letian didn't dare to rush forward and open the car door. He could only keep looking into the car. His strange behavior attracted the attention of the security guards at the hotel entrance. The guards thought he was a car thief and kept their eyes on Yang Letian, maintaining a high level of vigilance. They were just waiting for Yang Letian to reach for the sports car so that they could rush up and catch him red-handed.

Just as Yang Letian was peering into the sports car, unsure whether to open the door, the car's turn signal suddenly flashed twice. Then the door opened, revealing Wei Luman grinning at him. Yang Letian was both amused and annoyed. "What are you doing? You didn't say anything when you saw me, making me look around for ages."

"Hehe... I'm happy, what's it to you? Let me tell you, what did you look like just now? Like a car thief, haha, hey, did you used to steal cars? Otherwise, why did you look so much like one? Look, those security guards over there are starting to notice you." Wei Luman laughed heartily.

"Stop talking, drive quickly, hurry and find Sister Yun. I have a feeling something must have happened to her, otherwise she wouldn't be so late and her phone wouldn't be off." Yang Letian looked anxious.

"You still want me to be your driver? No way!" With that, Wei Luman opened the driver's side door and went to the passenger side. Yang Letian had no choice but to get in the driver's seat, start the sports car, and it sped away into the night. Only a few security guards in front of the hotel remained, mouths agape, staring in astonishment. It was unclear whether they were envious of Yang Letian's luxury car and beautiful woman companionship or regretful that they had missed a chance to show off their bravery in catching a car thief.

Chapter 80 Finding Sister Yun

Yang Letian first drove around the Hilton Hotel a few times, but found nothing. Then he drove forward, very slowly, carefully searching both sides of the road, hoping to find Sister Yun. Wei Luman, sitting beside him, also helped him search through the crowd with wide eyes.

After searching for nearly half an hour and driving several kilometers, Yang Letian still hadn't seen Sister Yun. It was already past midnight, and his anxiety was mounting. He wished he could turn his sports car into a helicopter and fly up to search from above.

At this moment, Wei Luman noticed Yang Letian's unease and put away her playful demeanor, comforting him, "Don't worry too much. Maybe your girlfriend is already back at the hotel. I'll call the hotel to ask."

Just as Wei Luman took out her phone to call the hotel, Yang Letian's phone rang. He picked it up and saw an unfamiliar number. "Hello, who is this?"

"Are you Yang Letian?" came the voice of an unfamiliar man.

Yang Letian felt something was off, but he had a feeling this call might be related to Sister Yun, so he quickly said, "Yes, it's me. Who is this?"

"I'm from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Do you know Qian Caiyun?"

"Yes, yes, she's my girlfriend? What happened to her? Where is she now?" Yang Letian was excited and asked several questions in a row.

"Don't get excited or nervous. She's at the hospital now. Come quickly. We'll talk about the details when you get here. Oh, by the way, it's the First People's Hospital of the city." The policeman hung up after saying that.

"What's wrong? Did you hear something about your girlfriend?" Wei Luman asked excitedly.

"Tell me quickly, how do I get to the First People's Hospital of the city?" Yang Letian asked anxiously.

"What? The First People's Hospital of the city?" Wei Luman asked in surprise, "Could it be that your girlfriend...?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just tell me how to get there!"

"Oh, oh, just keep looking straight ahead, turn left at the next intersection..." Wei Luman understood his feelings and didn't ask any more questions, carefully giving him directions.

Guided by Wei Luman, Yang Letian sped along in a state of extreme anxiety, running several red lights without a care. He only saw a brightly lit road ahead, deserted streets outside the window, and a hazy mist in the air. The yellow streetlights in the mist seemed to illuminate his weary, sleepy eyes, and the blurry outlines of the city's skyscrapers flickered in the rearview mirror.

Seeing him drive like this, Wei Luman inwardly groaned, thinking, "If he gets caught by the traffic cameras, the fine is a minor issue; if he loses all his points, my license is essentially forfeited." She thought this, but knowing Yang Letian's desperation, she didn't stop him, letting him drive like a madman.

The hospital night felt desolate and bleak.

Through the information desk, they found that Sister Yun's room was 505. Yang Letian ran up, panting, and stood outside the door, his heart pounding wildly. Yang Letian's trembling hands turned the doorknob and gently pushed the door open. He saw Sister Yun lying on the hospital bed, her face pale and haggard.

A policeman sat on a stool beside the bed, holding a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other, seemingly taking notes. Yang Letian tiptoed towards them. At that moment, Sister Yun looked up and saw Yang Letian, and hurriedly tried to sit up. Yang Letian quickly stepped forward and hugged Sister Yun tightly, anxiously asking, "Sister Yun, what's wrong? What happened? Are you hurt?"

"Where did you go last night?" Sister Yun cried, burying her face in Yang Letian's arms.

"I'm sorry, I drank too much last night and went out for a walk. I didn't have time to say hello to you." Yang Letian didn't forget to lie.

"Then you shouldn't have turned off your phone."

"I was dizzy from drinking, how would I know? What happened?"

"She was harassed by some thugs." At this moment, the policeman sitting next to her spoke up.

"Ah!" Yang Letian's heart skipped a beat. "How could this happen?" His heart clenched tightly.

"Don't worry, we arrived just in time to catch those thugs when they were about to harm this young lady. The doctor also gave her a full check-up, and there's nothing seriously wrong. She's just a little shaken up, and she'll be fine overnight," the policeman said, standing up and closing his notebook.

"Thank you so much!" Yang Letian walked up to the policeman and shook his hand.

"You're welcome, it's what we should do," the policeman said formally.

Afterward, Yang Letian went to Sister Yun's bedside and embraced her. He saw the exhaustion and weariness on her face. A faint sense of guilt and pain welled up in Yang Letian's heart. He hated himself and felt waves of conscience pricked, blaming himself for not fulfilling his responsibilities as a man. When Sister Yun needed him, he was indulging in pleasure.

"Alright, that's about enough of the statement. I should go back to the station now. You two can talk," the policeman said, looking at Yang Letian.

"Okay, I'll see you off!"

Yang Letian escorted the policeman to the elevator, then returned to Sister Yun's ward. At the door, he saw Wei Luman still standing there. "It's getting late, you should go home now. Oh, and thank you so much for tonight!" Yang Letian whispered.

"Hehe, thank me? Thank me for what?" Wei Luman said with a playful smile.

Normally, Yang Letian would have flirted with her, but he wasn't in the mood now. He forced a smile and said, "Thanks for lending me the car. Okay, I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow. You should go home now."

"Is she alright?" Wei Luman asked, glancing around the ward.

"She's fine. She was harassed by some hooligans and got a little frightened," Yang Letian said briefly.

"That's good. I'll be going now. I'll come see her again tomorrow."

"Okay, bye-bye!"

Yang Letian sat by Yun Jie's bedside, looking at her haggard and pale face. She seemed unfamiliar to him; she looked rather thin. Yang Letian couldn't help but reach for her hand, but glancing down, he noticed a jade beaded bracelet on her wrist, one he'd never seen her wear before. Yang Letian always felt that jade possessed a spirit, translucent and crystal clear, incomparably beautiful. There seemed to be a type of jade called "Emerald," a name that sounded so vibrant and enchanting.

Grandmother was always gentle and delicate, giving people a warm feeling. The green wasn't a vibrant, lush green, but a deep, mellow green. The string of jade beads was strung with simple red thread, its base so soft and warm. Yang Letian couldn't help but hold Yun Jie's wrists in his hands, gently stroking the jade beads.

When Yang Letian pressed Yun Jie's hand against his cheek, feeling the warmth of the emerald, he looked at her and saw her eyes wide open, her long eyelashes fluttering, her eyes brimming with tears, staring blankly at him.

"What's wrong?" Yang Letian asked in alarm. Yun Jie didn't speak, but tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her face.

"Don't cry, oh, it'll hurt your health," Yang Letian said, taking out a tissue to wipe her tears.

Suddenly, Sister Yun gripped Yang Letian's arm tightly, pressing it against her chest, and choked out, "I was almost violated by those beasts tonight." She then burst into tears.

Yang Letian knew Sister Yun well; she was a girl who would never casually associate with other men. He was well aware of her fragile stubbornness and unwavering devotion to love. In Yang Letian's eyes, Sister Yun had always been a pure and innocent woman, someone who made him believe that unwavering love still existed in this world. Now, this woman, so faithful to love, had suffered such humiliation. How could she not be filled with grief and indignation? How could she not be heartbroken? Although her innocence was ultimately preserved, how could she forget the humiliation she had endured? Thinking of this, Yang Letian's eyes also welled up with tears.

"Don't cry. It's all over now, and those beasts have been caught. They will receive their due punishment," Yang Letian said, gently patting Sister Yun's back.

"Tell me, if I were violated by those beasts tonight, then... then would you still want me?" Sister Yun lifted her face, her eyes blurry with tears, and asked.

"Silly boy!" Yang Letian hugged Sister Yun tightly and said, "No matter what happens to you or what you become, I will want you, and for all eternity, unless..."

"Unless what?" Sister Yun asked anxiously.

"Unless you don't want me anymore." Yang Letian revealed what he thought was a smile that would charm anyone.

"You're so annoying!" Sister Yun laughed through her tears, "How could I not want you?"

"Huh, why have I never seen you wear this bracelet before?" Yang Letian asked, holding Sister Yun's hand.

"This bracelet was given to me by my mother. I wore it specifically when I came here, hoping it would bring me good luck. My mother's life was so hard!" Sister Yun wiped the tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand, her voice low and melancholy.

Sister Yun mentioned her mother, and Yang Letian couldn't help but think of his own mother. Aren't all mothers like this? She gave birth to her child, placing the greatest hopes on him and wanting to give him the best of everything. But the child grew up, developed his own life and choices, his own needs and judgments. Then, this child, once like a toy in their hands, sped away like a runaway train, heading to a place they could never have imagined—perhaps heaven, perhaps not. What could they do but watch, grieve, bless, and regret?

Every mother hopes her child can live a happy and fulfilling life. But what is an ideal life? What is an ideal marriage and love? Undoubtedly, ideal love is walking hand-in-hand down the aisle, supporting each other through life. Perhaps this is what is meant by "holding hands in old age." But in reality, how many love stories have such a happy ending? Otherwise, how could there be "holding hands, gazing at each other with tearful eyes, speechless with emotion"? Faced with the helplessness of life and reality, how many can truly "hold hands in life and death," abandoning everything to love? Therefore, even if you remain "as strangers in old age," it is still your destiny to grow old together. Even if you "become old friends at first sight," it is only a fleeting encounter.

Therefore, on this long journey of life, one needs sufficient courage and wisdom, because you should know that what awaits us is not just joy and happiness, but also more storms, mud, hardships, and pain. You have experienced too little hardship and encountered too few obstacles. Perhaps this time, it will be a good thing for you, relieving you of the burdens in your heart and making your mind more open.

At this moment, in the pitch-black night, the usual hustle and bustle and chaotic footsteps were absent outside the window. Only occasional gusts of cool wind swept by, bringing an untimely chill.

Yang Letian saw Sister Yun hugging a thick pillow, sinking deeply into the middle of the bed, letting her long black hair bury her pale face, seemingly curled up alone in warm memories in this desolate night. The night, accompanied by a cold sense of loneliness, silently enveloped them from all sides, engulfing them.

Yang Letian couldn't help but return and kiss Yun Jie. A familiar feeling flashed through his mind, as if he had kissed her like this before! A strong shock penetrated them both, and a feeling he had never experienced before filled Yang Letian's heart. Yun Jie also returned the kiss passionately, a smile from the bottom of her heart radiating from her face.

Chapter 81 Attentive Accompaniment

Yun Jie was actually not physically injured, but she was a little frightened, and suffered some mental and psychological damage. With Yang Letian's comforting words throughout the night, Yun Jie's heart gradually calmed down. The next morning, they completed the discharge procedures. At this time, Yu Jie also received the news and rushed to the hospital, just in time to see Yang Letian holding Yun Jie's hand as they walked out of the hospital gate.

"How are you? Xiao Yun, are you alright?" Yu Jie asked impatiently as soon as she saw the two of them.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Yu, I'm fine." Yun Jie didn't have a very good impression of Yu Jie before, but now seeing her so concerned about her, she couldn't help but feel a little touched, and her impression of her improved a lot.

"What were you thinking? Letting Xiaoyun go out alone in the middle of the night! Luckily nothing serious happened this time. If something had, I wonder where you'd go to buy a pill for regret." Yu Jie scolded Yang Letian mercilessly.

Yang Letian knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to say anything more, silently listening to Yu Jie's scolding, but in his heart he was thinking: "How did Yu Jie find out about this? Right, it must have been Wei Luman who told her. Ah! Wei Luman wouldn't have told her that I went to that little coffee shop with her last night, would she? If she did, then Yu Jie would know that I secretly followed her last night, and I'd be in big trouble. But judging from Yu Jie's expression now, Wei Luman probably didn't tell her that. Hmm, right, she probably didn't tell Yu Jie, because I told Wei Luman that Yu Jie and I are lovers and that Yu Jie doesn't want to reveal our relationship to others, so Wei Luman naturally wouldn't bring up the matter of meeting me at the coffee shop last night." Thinking of this, Yang Letian's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

"Alright, I'm going to Wuyu Company to go with Boss Kong to Dajiang Industrial Park to take a look at their project. You don't need to go. Spend some time with Xiaoyun. Here, this is Xiaoman's car key. I drove her car here. You drive Xiaoyun back to the hotel, and I'll take a taxi there myself."

"Mr. Yu, how could I possibly accept that? You should drive, we'll take a taxi back," Sister Yun said, feeling embarrassed.

"Yes, Mr. Yu, you should drive. Hmm, didn't Boss Kong say he was going to pick you up last night? Why didn't he come? Instead, you have to go in person," Yang Letian asked, puzzled. Yu

Jie rolled her eyes at him and said, "It's all your fault. This morning, I heard from Xiaoman that Xiaoyun had an accident, so I drove her car over. I didn't wait for Boss Kong; I already called him and told him not to come. I'll go myself. Okay, enough talk. Here, take this." With that, Yu Jie tossed the car keys to Yang Letian, then hailed a taxi and sped away.

"Mr. Yu is a really nice person," Sister Yun said after getting into the car.

"Yes, she is indeed a nice person, but her life is unfortunate," Yang Letian said as he started the car.

"Oh? Bad luck? What do you mean? She's so rich, beautiful, and talented, how could she have a bad luck?" Sister Yun knew practically nothing about Jie's situation, so Yang Letian didn't need to pique her curiosity.

"I'm talking about her love life."

"Oh? Did she and her husband have a bad relationship?"

"No, not a bad relationship, but a very good one, which is why she's remained a widow."

"Ah! A widow? A widowed woman?" Sister Yun was clearly quite surprised.

"Last time I went to her house, I saw a picture of her husband. He was quite handsome, but unfortunately, he didn't live long, leaving behind only a daughter named Qingyu, who lives with her. As for some specific details, she didn't say, and I didn't press her."

"Alas, beautiful women have short lives, it's always been like this." Sister Yun sighed softly and lay back in her chair, saying nothing more. Yang Letian knew she was thinking of him again, so he didn't dare to continue the conversation. And so, the two returned to the hotel in silence.

For the entire day, Yang Letian stayed by Yun Jie's side, not going anywhere. Aside from going down to the restaurant for dinner, they spent the rest of the time chatting and watching TV in the room. Yang Letian felt that only in this way could he somewhat make up for the hurt Yun Jie had suffered the previous night. Throughout the day, Yang Letian didn't see Yu Jie, nor did Yu Jie come to his room.

Late at night, Yun Jie came out of the shower and sat in front of the mirror, combing her hair. Her jet-black hair shimmered under the light, and her beautiful, voluptuous body was draped in a brand-new silk nightgown. Beneath the nightgown, her firm, trembling breasts swayed, casting beautiful ripples with her movements. Yang Letian quietly admired her graceful movements. The room was filled with her mature and intoxicating fragrance, which seemed to grow stronger over time.

"Go take a shower," Yun Jie said, turning to Yang Letian as she tidied her hair, a captivating blush on her face.

"Okay," Yang Letian replied, and went to the bathroom.

Yang Letian turned the tap on full blast, letting the warm water cascade over him. He vigorously swept his hair back with both hands, as if this could make him forget all his worries. Some say that life is inherently helpless; if you just endure it, there will be no love, hate, or pain.

Perhaps that's true. The waiting of life could no longer bear the weight of his dreams, and the vines of longing no longer sprouted green, their long tendrils withering and fading day by day. All the vicissitudes of life, all the sorrow of parting, turned into the splashing water, silently sliding down and scattering…

When Yang Letian returned to the bedroom, Sister Yun had already made the bed, the blankets neatly folded. She sat cross-legged on the bed, seemingly a little shy, sitting there with her head down, not saying a word. She looked somewhat nervous; her fingers were unconsciously intertwined, and due to the excessive force, the blood flow between her fingers was not smooth, making her fingers appear somewhat pale.

"Go to sleep," Yang Letian said, climbing into bed.

"Mmm!" Sister Yun gazed at Yang Letian affectionately.

Then, Sister Yun lifted the innermost blanket and shifted her body. Yang Letian stared at her, watching her slowly lift the blanket. She was undeniably a cute girl; she wasn't flashy or alluring, she was pure, lovely, and innocent, seemingly innocent to the extreme, making Yang Letian reluctant to touch her. With every movement she made, Yang Letian's heart fluttered; she was like a swan, snow-white. Yang Letian looked at Sister Yun, gazed at her. Sister Yun noticed Yang Letian, turned her head, and looked at him too. Their eyes met, and Yang Letian read a glimmer of hope in her eyes—a ray of dawn, a ray of hope for a new environment! However, the situation was somewhat awkward. So, Yang Letian timidly chose to escape again. Turning back, Yang Letian felt a little nervous. He didn't know if he felt happy or worried; his heart was filled with unease, and he couldn't control himself at all.

Perhaps Sister Yun noticed this. She smiled and said to him, "Go to sleep, why are you still lingering?"

That voice, transmitted through his eardrums and auditory nerves to his brain, somehow stirred Yang Letian's heart. In short, it was sweet. So sweet that Yang Letian didn't know what to do. He straightened up and turned to Sister Yun, who smiled gently.

Sister Yun's focused and deep gaze moved Yang Letian. Her skin was so white, clear, and radiant; very charming. Corresponding to her skin was her hair, black, shiny, and healthy, cascading naturally like a waterfall. On her face, the most unique and attractive feature to Yang Letian was Sister Yun's large, watery eyes, now filled with tenderness! Truly, happiness, light, and hope shone through those tender eyes.

With those eyes, Sister Yun became even more alluring; her gaze seemed to lead you into her inner world, adding to her mystique. It made one suddenly feel that after this dark night, tomorrow would surely be a warm and bright day!

"Letian!" Sister Yun suddenly called out to Yang Letian. Yang Letian was startled, looked up, and saw that she had turned over, her face towards him.

"I can't sleep!" Sister Yun said. "What about you?"

"Are you still feeling a little sad?" Yang Letian asked with concern.

"No," Sister Yun said, "I'm excited, a little excited."

"Excited? Excited about what?" Yang Letian asked, looking at Sister Yun's flushed face.

"You silly goose!" Sister Yun revealed two rows of adorable teeth, looking incredibly cute.

"Hehe, I've realized I'm quite silly now," Yang Letian said with a chuckle.

"Silly you? If you're silly, then there's no one smart in the world!" Sister Yun said quickly.

Yang Letian chuckled first, then said, "You really think I'm smart?"

"Yes, you're not only smart, you know everything."

"What do you mean 'know everything'? It's all nonsense."

"Tell me a story, I really like your stories, anyway, we can't sleep right now." Sister Yun's tone seemed very curious.

"A story, or a joke?" Yang Letian asked.

"Anything is fine!" Sister Yun said, resting her chin on her hand on the bed.

"Come on, they're all a bit risqué, do you want to hear them?" Yang Letian didn't really want to tell one, feeling it was too abrupt.

"Go ahead, it's okay, I've heard people say that couples telling adult jokes can add some spice to their relationship." Sister Yun said.

"Okay!" Yang Letian thought for a moment, deciding to find something less disgusting, "Then let me give you a riddle, you'll definitely be able to answer this one.

" "Not necessarily, go ahead."

"Lift the warm blankets, and touch your legs; spread your legs, and put them on your eyes. Guess a common action." After Yang

Letian finished speaking, Sister Yun chuckled.

"Guess!" Yang Letian said. "Don't guess anything inappropriate. Let me remind you, this is a gesture that General Manager Yu often makes, but we almost never do it. Guess!" When Sister Yun heard Yang Letian say that General Manager Yu often makes this gesture, she was first taken aback, and then she couldn't stop laughing. Yang Letian also laughed, and Sister Yun said between laughs, "If you can't guess, tell me the answer!"

"Wearing glasses! How about that? You've got the wrong idea! We don't need to wear them, but General Manager Yu wears them several times a day." Yang Letian couldn't help but laugh. Sister Yun laughed even harder, and after a while, she took a breath and said, "Hmm, that's interesting. Anything else?"

Yang Letian didn't expect Sister Yun to want to hear more, so he said, "It's also a riddle, and it's about an everyday action. Here's a hint: you just did it. 'One end is hairy, the other is bald, going in and out, oozing white fluid.' Guess!" Sister Yun giggled as soon as she heard this and said, "I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again!" Yang Letian repeated it clearly and said, "Think carefully, you just did it!"

Sister Yun laughed so hard she could hardly breathe, and after a long while, she said, "I can't guess!"

"What did you do in the bathroom just now? Count them one by one." Yang Letian kept her in suspense.

"I didn't do anything, just took a shower, and then brushed my teeth... Oh, I get it, hahaha, that's hilarious!" After saying that, she burst into laughter again. "Anything else?" Sister Yun asked with a smile.

Yang Letian simply rolled over and lay his head on the pillow, saying to Sister Yun, "Still asking? I've been getting everyone in the company excited for over an hour, but you're faster than them; none of them guessed correctly. Okay, one more: 'Wedding Night'—guess the names of characters from 'Water Margin'."

This time, Sister Yun was even more stumped, so Yang Letian tried to guide her, saying, "What do you do on your wedding night? Think about it!"

"Wedding Night, um, entering the bridal chamber, what do you do?" Sister Yun said.

"Right, what do you do in the bridal chamber!" Yang Letian deliberately kept asking Sister Yun.

"Um... entering the bridal chamber... what does that have to do with Water Margin?" Sister Yun was still confused, but her tone became a little embarrassed. Seeing that she couldn't guess, Yang Letian gave her a hint, "Something like Shi Jin, Song Jiang, etc."

Sister Yun thought for a moment, covered her mouth and laughed. After a while, she said curiously, "What are they? I can't guess them all. Don't tease me, tell me quickly!"

Yang Letian slowly told Sister Yun the names one by one. Sister Yun laughed harder and harder. When Yang Letian mentioned the last three, Jie Zhen, Jie Bao, and Ruan Xiao'er, Sister Yun laughed so hard that she lifted the covers with both hands. She couldn't stop for a while and started coughing. Seeing that Sister Yun had been coughing for a long time, Yang Letian quickly crawled over and said to her, "Stop laughing, stop laughing!" Then he reached out and gently patted Sister Yun's back. After a while, she finally stopped.

Sister Yun turned over and lay on her back, her chest rising and falling. She seemed to be surrounded by a hazy, misty aura, exuding a lingering, graceful charm. She had a smile on her face, tears in her eyes, and a sense of joy. Yang Letian knew that love was about making the human heart a hundredfold, a thousandfold more sensitive, reaching out every tendril of perception to wholeheartedly accept all that the world gave: joy, pain, hope, restlessness, sorrow, happiness…

Time passed imperceptibly, and the distance between them rapidly disappeared. Sister Yun extended her hand to Yang Letian; her hand trembled slightly in his, and tears of happiness welled in her eyes. Sister Yun was not only beautiful and charming, but also kind and gentle. In her tenderness, he gradually felt a surge of love.

Yang Letian suddenly embraced her, watching her blissfully nestled in his arms. Yang Letian felt a thunderous shock; for a moment, his body seemed to rise into the air, rapidly sucked into a time tunnel, spinning backward, swaying, and gently falling back to the past.

Yang Letian began to kiss Sister Yun passionately, and she was so intoxicated. Yang Letian removed all her nightgowns, sucking, caressing, and kneading her high, soft, and elastic breasts. His fingers gently traced Yun Jie's skin until they reached her already overflowing vulva, followed by a moan escaping from her throat.

At this moment, Yang Letian felt himself growing increasingly aroused, breathing heavily, his body hot and burning with desire, as if he were about to explode. He climbed on top of Yun Jie, who immediately wrapped her arms tightly around him. Yang Letian lay on top of Yun Jie's full, firm breasts, a long-lost pleasure welling up within him.

Yun Jie raised her legs, and Yang Letian's penis was already at the entrance of her vagina. As he bent back slightly, preparing to push forward, Yun Jie thrust her hips upwards, and Yang Letian's penis entered her body. Yun Jie's vagina was very tight; the warm, slippery, and enveloping sensation was exceptionally pleasurable. Yun Jie's vagina

was already filled with moisture, and as Yang Letian's penis was fully inside her, suddenly, Yun Jie's body trembled, and she pushed Yang Letian away with her hand.

"What's wrong?" Yang Letian lifted his body, pulled out, and supported himself with his hands.

"It hurts a little." Sister Yun frowned slightly.

"It's probably psychological." Yang Letian comforted her.

"I don't know," Sister Yun said, looking down at Yang Letian's lower body, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my god!"

"What is it now?" Yang Letian was startled.

"How can it be so big?"

He couldn't support himself anymore and lay on top of her, saying, "You don't seem to have seen this before?" "

I didn't pay attention before, and I didn't dare to look closely. I didn't expect you to be so big."

"It's okay, I'll be gentle, I won't hurt you!"

"It's not because of that..." Sister Yun's expression turned gloomy.

Yang Letian understood that what happened last night still left a shadow in Sister Yun's heart. Sister Yun didn't speak, her dark eyes filled with melancholy, turning somber.

Yang Letian couldn't help but hug her tighter. Listening to her breathing, smelling her fragrance. After a moment, she sighed and said, "Do you love me?"

"Yes!" Yang Letian answered without hesitation.

“It has to be true love!” Her eyes shone with anticipation, as if she were waiting for someone she had longed for to appear.

“Of course!”

Then she said softly, “You know what? A few days ago, I heard from my classmates that women all like men with big…things.”

Yang Letian couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Then you should be happy.”

“Yes, I’m happy!” Sister Yun hugged Yang Letian tightly again and kissed him passionately. Her tongue explored almost every part of Yang Letian’s mouth, while her hands constantly caressed Yang Letian’s body.

Yang Letian’s desire quickly rose again. He lifted her legs again and pressed his whole body heavily against hers, the cooled volcano reopening. The deep sea was churned. The most secret door in the depths of memory was opened with a rumble, wafting out a familiar scent that had been sealed away for a long time. That night, in bed, they could finally experience an unprecedented climax without any scruples, without any constraints, without any guilt, with an extremely relaxed state of mind. At the moment of body and soul union, experience the tacit understanding and fusion between husband and wife.

Chapter 82 The Red Waves

When Yang Letian woke up, it was already past four in the morning, and the room was quiet. Yang Letian glanced at Sister Yun, who was sleeping soundly beside him, and felt as if he was still dreaming.

He knew the idiom "breath like orchids" from books, and now Sister Yun's breath truly had the fragrance of spring orchids. Her rosy lips would occasionally purse slightly, making her even more charming, alluring, and lovely. Her delicate face seemed to show a happy face, overflowing with a sweet smile.

"You're awake?" Sister Yun opened her eyes.

"Yes," Yang Letian leaned against the headboard and lit a cigarette.

Sister Yun rolled over and placed her left hand on Yang Letian's thigh. Yang Letian glanced at Sister Yun's hand; her fingers were slender and delicate. Sister Yun's hand stroked his thigh twice, then reached between his legs and groped. Soon, she grasped his penis in her hand, and Yang Letian suddenly felt a warmth.

"Soft, so fun," Sister Yun murmured to herself. As she spoke, her hand gently played with it. Yang Letian felt his desire gradually hardening. He seemed to hear Sister Yun's soft moans; her body writhed slightly. Her delicate skin, like soft white snow, slowly melted in the hazy moonlight…

Yang Letian stubbed out his cigarette, rolled over, and pressed himself against Sister Yun. Sister Yun cooperated by spreading her legs and raising them. Yang Letian thrust his hips forward, needing no guidance. The sound of their impact was exceptionally crisp and loud in the still of the night. Like a lively dance tune, rising and falling; like crashing waves, breathtaking and captivating. Just as Yang Letian is captivated by Chopin's piano music, he is particularly fond of this soothing sound. Because it is so vivid and colorful, the fusion of sound and color creates an extremely harmonious landscape. Its rhythm is simple yet varied and melodious; it seems to wander in a lonely vision with a light and distant sentiment, unfolding naturally like the wind. And in the aftertaste, a gentle and ethereal quality shifts towards a vast and solitary beauty that is truly enchanting. I am like a dancer, displaying my dance moves to the fullest; I am also like a musician, passionately plucking the moving strings.

"I can't take it anymore, my legs can't take it!" As Yang Letian was immersed in the rhythmic fascination, Sister Yun suddenly placed her raised legs flat on the bed, trying to bring them together, and cried out.

Yang Letian had no choice but to raise his hips, his entire body pressing against Sister Yun. Because Yun Jie's thighs were closed at the base, Yang Letian was pulled out halfway. He had no choice but to spread his legs apart, with Yun Jie's entire body sandwiched between them. Yang Letian couldn't help but continue moving. As he quickened his movements, Yun Jie desperately squeezed her legs together, thrusting her hips forward to meet him, her breathing becoming noticeably rapid.

"Faster...good, good." Yun Jie had never seemed so excited, so forceful before. She began to hug Yang Letian tightly, her eyes tightly closed, hot breaths escaping from her nose. After a while, Yun Jie began to murmur, "It's coming, I'm coming. Faster..."

Perhaps because her eyes were closed so tightly, tears even welled up in her eyes. Her hips twisted continuously, her hands constantly pinching and releasing Yang Letian's back, shaking him incessantly. As a result, Yang Letian's speed increased, eliciting bursts of joyful cries from Yun Jie. Her long, slender fingers gripped Yang Letian's back with a tearing pain, yet this only fueled his desire. He grabbed her hands, pressed them to the bed, and thrust forcefully. Yun Jie's hands struggled to break free, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Suddenly, Yun Jie's hands broke free, and she tightly embraced him, her legs clamping around him.

"Faster, faster, I'm coming..." Yun Jie kept saying, urging Yang Letian to speed up. Suddenly, Yun Jie began to tremble violently. Yang Letian felt as if he were being tightly enveloped by her warm thighs, as if she wanted to hold on tight. Her lower abdomen began to contract and heave rapidly.

With a long "Oh..." Yun Jie stopped all movement. Her body ceased writhing, her moans stopped abruptly, and she fell into a deathly silence. Her thighs released Yang Letian, and Yun Jie stretched out her limbs, limp beneath him. Her eyes were slightly closed, her lips pursed. Her long, glossy black hair was disheveled, and her long eyelashes swayed in the soft light. Sister Yun looked like an angel.

"Ah... this is the climax." After a moment of silence, Sister Yun let out a long sigh and said with a charming smile.

"You scared me. I thought you were dead," Yang Letian said.

"I really was dead for a moment." A fresh and relaxed tranquility appeared on Sister Yun's face, and her slightly pursed lips seemed to exude a faint and distant fragrance.

"You really fainted?" Yang Letian asked curiously.

Sister Yun nodded, her face showing a shy expression. Then, she rolled over and lay on top of Yang Letian, her soft lips kissing his lips with a crisp sound. "Thank you!" Sister Yun said, gazing at Yang Letian affectionately.

According to the renowned sexologist Heather, in her sexology report, the female orgasm sensation is described as follows: "My body feels suspended, full of power, a surging, gushing flame, intensely engulfing everything, an exquisite, almost unbearable, extreme ecstasy."

"I feel extremely excited—my breathing is rapid—while my head becomes light, as if in a dream world, sounds are distant, time seems to stand still."

During this phenomenon, the woman gradually forgets everything around her, even where she is—like a light bulb dimming due to insufficient power. Her nervous system uses most of its impulses to initiate massive, wave-like muscle contractions, squeezing out stagnant blood from the dilated blood vessels around the vaginal walls. This loss of consciousness gives the woman a sense of loss of control. It is because of this feeling that female orgasm has an even more dramatic name—"brief death."

"Why thank me?" Yang Letian asked with a grin.

"You made my life worthwhile as a woman. Your thing is amazing!" Sister Yun said, reaching out to touch Yang Letian's penis.

"Wow, why is it still so hard?"

"I haven't come yet, how can it not be hard?"

At this moment, Sister Yun rolled off Yang Letian, lay back on the bed, raised her legs, and simultaneously used both hands to pull one thigh open as wide as possible. With a seductive smile, she said to Yang Letian, "Come on, you should come too!"

Sister Yun's pink parts, glistening and moist, tempted Yang Letian. So Yang Letian crawled over and knelt between Sister Yun's legs. Sister Yun's coquettishness, charm, shyness, eagerness, lust, wantonness, allure, passion, and seduction—all sorts of seductive charms surged in his mind, making Yang Letian burn with lust and his desire was boundless. He was completely immersed in the boundless sea of carnal pleasure.

The fiery red morning sun dispelled the darkness through the gap in the curtains, illuminating the room. Sister Yun lazily stretched her arms and got out of bed, walked naked to the window, pulled back the curtains, and then pushed open the window to face the sun. The sea surged in the distance, and the air inside suddenly felt fresh. The brilliant sunlight shone directly on her fair skin, creating a striking contrast of light and shadow on her beautifully curved body, forming a stunningly beautiful, hazy, backlit pattern. She tossed her long, flowing hair, her delicate face smiling, gazing adoringly at the fresh, beautiful morning light.

"Get up!" Sister Yun turned and looked at Yang Letian. Yang Letian nodded, feeling a little tired.

"You have a great figure!" Yang Letian said, gazing at Sister Yun.

"Thank you." Sister Yun came over and gently kissed Yang Letian's lips.

"I'll go take a shower first." Yang Letian got up and picked up the clothes he had taken off the night before, entering the bathroom. Looking at himself in the mirror, Yang Letian recalled his unrestrained intimacy with Sister Yun the previous night, their passionate lovemaking. This morning, she stood naked before him again, smiling at the rising sun, serene and without the slightest embarrassment. Feeling exceptionally content and satisfied, Yang Letian thought, "Sister Yun has completely emerged from that dark period."

After showering, Yang Letian came out of the bathroom and saw Sister Yun lying on the bed again. Smiling, he leaned down and touched her nose to his, saying, "I'll go to President Yu's room and see if she has anything for me today. If not, I'll spend the rest of the day with you."

"Okay, go ahead," Sister Yun smiled and hooked her arm around his neck, saying, "Work is important!"

Yang Letian gently kissed Sister Yun's forehead, then got dressed and went to Yu Jie's door. Before knocking, he subconsciously straightened his tie, then began to knock. A moment later, Yu Jie opened the door.

"President Yu, what's up today? How did your meeting with Boss Kong go yesterday?" As soon as he entered, Yang Letian went straight to the point.

Yu Jie didn't answer him directly. Instead, she combed her hair in front of the mirror and said, "How is Xiaoyun's mood? I was quite busy yesterday and got back late, so I didn't go to your room to see her."

"She's doing well. I think she's moved on from that ordeal," Yang Letian said confidently.

"Hehe!" Yu Jie chuckled twice, saying with a hint of deeper meaning, "Your skill in comforting girls is quite good."

"So-so, so-so." Yang Letian didn't immediately understand the meaning behind Yu Jie's words, but he quickly realized it. His old face flushed slightly, and he thought to himself, "Of course it's good! When will I let you try it too, let you have some fun, hehe!" Thinking this, Yang Letian couldn't help but take a few more glances at Yu Jie. Yu Jie was wearing a light red nightgown. The nightgown was made of a thin material, and Yang Letian could vaguely see what was underneath. Yu Jie's full and alluring breasts did not sag due to her age; instead, they stood tall and erect, topped with two ripe nipples like cherries. Her slightly protruding belly below her navel looked quite cute, and her round buttocks, where her plump and fair thighs met, revealed a mysterious area that looked extremely tempting. Yang Letian swallowed hard, trying his best to look away from her.

Yu Jie, of course, was unaware of Yang Letian's ulterior motives. She simply said, "The talks were pretty much over. You know the situation; the company won't invest in this project. My visit is just a formality. Yesterday, that old fox Kong Zirong probably realized I was just going through the motions. Today he insisted on inviting me to dinner, saying things like 'even if business doesn't work out, we can still be friendly.' Sigh, I wonder what he's really up to."

"Then go ahead. Are you afraid he's setting a trap? Do you want me to go with you?"

"Yes, I have to go. I can't refuse them. After all, they're still our long-time clients. Although after this incident, it might be difficult to cooperate with them again, we can't afford to completely break ties. Making another enemy isn't a good thing. But I have other things to do today and can't get away to their invitation. So, please go in my place and bring Xiaoyun along."

"Where are you going?" Yang Letian asked, feigning surprise. "Is there anything else the company needs you to do?" Actually, Yang Letian knew Yu Jie was definitely going to discuss the share transfer with Wei Luman and the others.

"Um..." Yu Jie hesitated for a moment before saying, "I have some personal business to attend to."

Since Yu Jie said it was personal, Yang Letian didn't press further and could only say, "I'm afraid I'm not qualified enough."

Yu Jie smiled slightly and said, "How are you not qualified enough? You're the investment manager, in charge of investment matters. You're the most suitable person to go. Besides, you're just going to dinner; you don't need to do anything. Just listen attentively to what they're saying, and don't worry about anything else."

Yang Letian knew further discussion was pointless; Yu Jie wouldn't be attending the dinner. The share transfer was the real focus of her trip to Shanghai; the business meeting with Wuyu Company was just a pretext. Judging from the fact that she always went out to discuss the share transfer with Wei Luman and the others behind his back, Yu Jie clearly didn't fully trust him and was always wary of him. This made Yang Letian secretly anxious. Without gaining Yu Jie's true trust, he couldn't infiltrate her family, learn their core secrets, and thus accurately understand their plans and methods against Yuan Tingting. Yang Letian thought, "It seems I have no choice but to act quickly!" And the only way to act quickly was to first possess her body, because he knew that to win a woman's heart, one must first win her body—an experience he had gained through numerous practical experiences.

"Alright, that's the arrangement for today. You can go out now; I need to change." Yu Jie finished combing her hair and turned to say to him. Helpless, Yang Letian could only leave dejectedly.

Chapter 83: A Plea by the River

Yang Letian returned to his room and saw that Sister Yun was already dressed and sitting in front of the mirror combing her hair. "How was it? Did President Yu say anything?" Sister Yun asked, looking at Yang Letian in the mirror.

"They said Boss Kong invited her to dinner again, but she's busy and asked me to go in her place, and to bring you along too."

"Oh, is that so? Then you go, I don't want to go. I feel uncomfortable just hearing Boss Kong's foul language." Sister Yun said, frowning.

"Won't you be bored staying here alone? Why don't you come with me? Just ignore whatever Boss Kong says, let it go in one ear and out the other, don't take it to heart." Yang Letian put his hands on Sister Yun's shoulders and looked at his reflection in the mirror.

"No, I'll go shopping. I've been in Shanghai for so many days, and I haven't shopped yet. I'll buy some clothes there and wear them for you tonight, okay?" Sister Yun gave Yang Letian a charming smile in the mirror.

"Well... okay then. If I'm free after dinner, I'll call you and then go shopping with you."

"Mmm, you're so sweet!" Sister Yun stood up, hugged Yang Letian, and gave him a deep kiss on the lips.

The two were making out when there was a knock on the door. Opening it, they saw Yu Jie. She said, "I'm leaving. I've already called Boss Kong; he'll pick you up later. Okay, that's all for now. Tell me if anything comes up when you get back tonight. Bye!"

"Okay, bye!"

At 11:00 AM, the car sent by Kong Zirong arrived promptly in front of the Hilton Hotel. "Are you really not going?" Yang Letian asked Sister Yun again.

"I really don't want to go. You should go down quickly; they're still waiting for you. Call me after you've eaten, and I'll tell you where I am. Then you can come and go shopping with me, okay?"

"Okay, don't worry, I'll try to eat quickly and come over to keep you company."

"Hehe, go ahead!"

On the way to the restaurant, Yang Letian first called Yuan Tingting to tell her about the situation, specifically mentioning that Yu Jie was planning to target people close to Wei Zulin. Yuan Tingting seemed quite concerned about this news, instructing him to keep a close eye on Yu Jie. Then she told Yang Letian she was in a meeting and hung up. Hearing the silence on the other end of the line, Yang Letian felt a sudden sense of bewilderment. He suddenly realized that his relationship with Yuan Tingting was no longer like that of lovers, but more like that of a subordinate working for her. This instantly dampened his previously good mood, turning it into depression.

Just as Yang Letian was feeling annoyed, his phone rang again. He assumed it was Yuan Tingting calling back, but when he took out his phone, it was yet another unfamiliar number. "Hello, who is it?" Yang Letian's tone was as if someone owed him five hundred yuan.

"Oh, what's wrong? Are you on fire?" The voice on the other end was very familiar.

Yang Letian quickly recognized it as Wei Luman's voice. "Ah, is this Xiaoman? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my tone wasn't very good just now, but it wasn't directed at you." Yang Letian quickly apologized.

"Forget it, I won't hold it against you, but if you forget what you promised me, then I will." Wei Luman said slowly on the other end of the phone.

"What did you promise me? What was it?" Yang Letian racked his brains for a long time but couldn't remember, so he asked cautiously.

"What? You really forgot? That's too much!" Wei Luman said aggressively.

"I'm so sorry, I've been too busy these past few days. Could you remind me?"

"What did you promise to treat me to at the hospital the day before yesterday?"

"Oh. Right, I remember now, I invited you to dinner. Look at my memory." Yang Letian remembered that he had indeed said he would treat her to dinner at the hospital that day, but then he forgot about it. He didn't expect Wei Luman to remember it. "She knows that I have that kind of relationship with Yu Jie, but she still took the initiative to come to me. This means that she likes me too." This deduction excited Yang Letian. In the future, he could find out about Yu Jie's plans through Wei Luman. Thinking of this, his previous frustration vanished.

“Boss Kong treated us to lunch at noon, how about I treat you tonight?” Yang Letian said.

“Okay, I’ll call you tonight.”

When they arrived at the restaurant, Kong Zirong was already waiting there, and Xiao Zhang was also there. Today, Xiao Zhang was dressed particularly sexily, in a black halter dress that revealed her snow-white thighs. At the table, Xiao Zhang kept toasting Yang Letian and occasionally throwing him flirtatious glances. Kong Zirong was also talking non-stop to Yang Letian about the benefits of their project. Yang Letian knew that if he wanted, Xiao Zhang would immediately fall into his arms, and he also knew why Xiao Zhang always accompanied him to meals. In the past, Yang Letian would have been overjoyed, but now he had no interest. Firstly, he knew Xiao Zhang’s true identity; she was no different from a prostitute. Secondly, he was going to meet Wei Luman soon, and perhaps some passion awaited him, so he didn’t want to waste his energy on Xiao Zhang now.

After dinner, Yang Letian excused himself, saying he had some matters to attend to with General Manager Yu and needed to rush back. He even patted his chest, claiming he had done his best to speak up for their project at the company's board meeting. Although Kong Zirong knew Yang Letian's words were unreliable, he still smiled and saw him off.

Leaving the restaurant, Yang Letian intended to visit Sister Yun and show her around, but unexpectedly, Wei Luman suddenly appeared in front of him in her red sports car, startling him. "Why are you here?" Yang Letian asked in surprise.

"Why can't I come?" Wei Luman said, taking off her glasses in the car.

"I mean, how did you know I was here?"

"Duh, do you even need to ask? Just ask your General Manager Yu."

"Oh." Yang Letian feigned understanding.

"Get in the car." Wei Luman tossed her head.

"Where to?"

"Why ask so many questions? Do you think I'd sell you out? Get in!"

The waves of the Huangpu River surged and churned.

The sky was a quiet, deep blue.

In the distance, several seabirds flew and lingered.

Wei Luman leaned against Yang Letian's chest, tilting her head back and stroking his face repeatedly, her eyes fixed on him as if seeing him for the first time.

Suddenly, Wei Luman's face turned pale. She struggled to sit up, her red lips moving closer to kiss Yang Letian tenderly, tears streaming down her face. Yang Letian was startled and quickly asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Letian, love me well, okay?" Wei Luman said through her tears, "Why did you come to Shanghai? If you hadn't come, I think I would have forgotten you, never remembered you again, and that time would have been just a dream. But now you're here, and you're standing before me. I think I can't pretend anymore. I've already lost him, but I don't want to lose you too."

Yang Letian was moved. He hugged Wei Luman tightly, saying nothing, nodding repeatedly. Wei Luman also held his hand; her hand was soft but seemed to possess immense strength. Yang Letian let her hold it.

Wei Luman leaned against Yang Letian's chest again, murmuring, "I've never felt so at ease, as if all the storms of the world have nothing to do with me. You are my sky, you are my everything. You can bear all my joy and sorrow, my turbulent heart finally has a place to rest." Wei Luman sighed contentedly. At that moment

, the sun was setting, colorful clouds filled the sky, and the trees along the riverbank were lush and graceful. The river breeze and the sea breeze blended seamlessly with the sky and water. A beautiful scene was about to unfold, and the deep affection in her heart finally had a place to rest. Even forgetting the blooming spring flowers, there was still endless joy.

Yang Letian was immersed in Wei Luman's fiery eyes, watching himself appear and disappear in her bright pupils, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her charming cheek.

Wei Luman reached out and cupped Yang Letian's face in her hands, gazing intently at him, and continued to murmur, "Such a full forehead, such majestic eyebrows, such a straight nose, such warm lips."

She stared at Yang Letian's face, mesmerized. She chuckled softly, slowly taking Yang Letian's hand and placing it against her chest. Her heart pounded fiercely, passionately for him, breathtakingly for him. How many women in the world could make him so infatuated? How many lovers could be mutually attracted, but how many could meet as miraculously, so miraculously similar, and experience such unbridled joy as they had?

Wei Luman's skirt was lifted by the gentle river breeze, like a beautiful Hu woman. Her long, flowing hair swayed gracefully in the evening wind. At this moment, Wei Luman was so beautiful, so captivating. With her slender hands, she brushed away the stray hairs from her face, revealing a lovely and charming smile that captivated Yang Letian's gaze.

"Xiaoman," Yang Letian's voice trembled.

"Hmm?" Wei Luman turned back, her face gentle.

"I truly wish we could never be apart!" Yang Letian whispered in her ear.

Wei Luman's gaze towards Yang Letian was earnest and tender, her eyes like pools of water, her emotions clear and unmistakable, her brows brimming with undisguised affection. Yang Letian's heart overflowed with deep love, fearing this was all just a dream.

The alluring Wei Luman smiled at Yang Letian and said, "Letian, you are a wonderful man, a charming and beautiful man."

"What's your zodiac sign?" Wei Luman asked.

"I'm a Scorpio," Yang Letian replied.

"Me too!"

"So we may appear cold on the outside, but are fiery on the inside."

"What's your blood type?" he asked.

"I'm blood type B," Wei Luman replied.

“Me too!”

“So sometimes we’re cold, sometimes passionate, and sometimes neurotic.”

“I’m also a die-hard football fan, so I often forget about my friends, I’m ashamed. But old habits die hard.” Yang Letian added.

“I don’t care, I respect your hobby.”

A sigh came from the depths of Yang Letian’s heart, “Really, I think I’ve really fallen for her! Because she’s a girl who is passionate, straightforward, kind, open-minded, and almost perfect in beauty, making it impossible and unbearable to let her pass by.”

Wei Luman was like an unpolished gem, shining with a simple brilliance, attracting his thoughts and gaze, drawing his footsteps to linger. He was deeply captivated by her smile, her words, and her personal charm.

The setting sun shone warmly on the riverbank. Yang Letian and she sat quietly on the shore, watching the twinkling lights of the cargo ships moored on the river. The afterglow shone around them, and in the distance came the melodious music of a guitar, a song of happiness. The people on the beach cast envious glances, making them feel incredibly happy. Accompanied by the lighthearted guitar music, they were completely captivated. The blissful song echoed along the riverbank, resonating in their hearts. They momentarily forgot yesterday's unpleasantness, happiness accompanying them. Their happy smiles seemed to redden the sky, the river, and their cheeks.

Chapter 84: Xiaoman's Home.

The old-style streets of Shanghai exuded a leisurely tranquility. Gray walls, black asphalt roads, and old houses with only half-open wooden doors revealed deep courtyards. Occasionally, the smell of cooking smoke wafted through the air, a faint aroma of rice mingling with the spiciness of green peppers and the astringent tang of curry. These smells brought a sense of peace and security. Yang Letian hadn't expected Wei Luman to live here; he had assumed she lived in an upscale residential area or a villa district.

In the evening, Wei Luman said she would cook Yang Letian an authentic Shanghainese meal. Yang Letian readily agreed, since he had already asked Sister Yun for leave. He told Sister Yun that Boss Kong had something to discuss with him and he would be going home late. Sister Yun didn't suspect a thing and even reminded him to drink less alcohol, which made Yang Letian feel a pang of guilt, but it was fleeting. So the two of them went to the supermarket together and bought a lot of ingredients. Wei Luman took charge of cooking, and Yang Letian assisted. After working for most of the day, a colorful and delicious array of dishes filled the table. There was shredded pork with garlic sauce, braised eggplant, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sweet and sour pork ribs, sliced pork with garlic sprouts, braised tofu...

Wei Luman took out a bottle of Regal, a gift from a friend, from the wine cabinet and filled two glasses.

"You want to get me drunk so you can molest me?" Yang Letian asked, feigning surprise.

"Get lost! Who wants to molest you?" Wei Luman rolled her eyes at Yang Letian and said, "With such wonderful dishes, how can we do without wine?" She handed Yang Letian a glass.

"Come on, bottoms up!" Wei Luman made a face at Yang Letian, raised her glass, and downed half a glass in one gulp.

"Isn't your guzzling a bit 'abrupt' to this fine wine?" Yang Letian teased her.

Wei Luman giggled and said, "You used the wrong word, it should be 'waste'."

Yang Letian thought she was a pure girl, and there was no need to scold her for not understanding the humor in that word. For some reason, a line from the Book of Songs suddenly flashed through Yang Letian's mind: "There are trees on the mountain, and branches on the trees; I love you, but you do not know."

Just as Yang Letian was lost in thought, Wei Luman's finger was suddenly burned by the hot soup pot. Yang Letian quickly asked, "How are you? Does it hurt?"

"It's nothing, getting burned while drinking with you is nothing," Wei Luman smiled sweetly at Yang Letian. Yang Letian thought she was probably a little drunk.

After they finished eating and drinking, Yang Letian helped Wei Luman to the sofa to rest, and then brewed her a pot of Biluochun tea. She came over and hugged Yang Letian from behind, biting his ear and insisting she wasn't drunk.

Wei Luman's eyes were clear, her pupils reflecting Yang Letian's innermost thoughts. Her lips were slightly pursed, a half-smile that intoxicated Yang Letian. No smile had ever moved him so deeply. When Yang Letian looked at her, he saw her long eyelashes covering her deep, dark eyes. They leaned back on the sofa, Yang Letian holding her, happiness spreading through him like ripples on water.

"Don't you think Buddhism is very difficult? You can't do this, you can't do that," Wei Luman suddenly asked Yang Letian after they had chatted for a while. "My colleagues at work want me to go to Jiuhua Mountain to worship Buddha with them, but I don't want to go."

After all, Wei Luman didn't know much about Buddhism. Yang Letian then explained some basic Buddhist knowledge to her, naturally focusing on the concepts of "form" and "emptiness.

" "Don't misunderstand," Yang Letian added, "while men may be attracted to beauty, the 'form' in Buddhism doesn't mean 'that'."

"I heard the saying 'Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form' from the TV series *Journey to the West*. So, in your eyes, am I 'empty'?" Wei Luman

asked innocently. Yang Letian was momentarily speechless. He then decided to introduce Wei Luman to some basic Buddhist knowledge, quoting Master Hsing Yun, explaining that the "form" in Buddhism doesn't refer to physical beauty; form refers to matter, emptiness to the spirit, and "not different" means "inseparable, without distinction." Form cannot exist without emptiness, and emptiness cannot manifest. Form and emptiness are inseparable, hence the saying, "Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form."

Wei Luman, seemingly understanding but not quite, asked Yang Letian if there was anything "profound" hidden in this. Her question left Yang Letian bewildered. Buddhism emphasizes empirical evidence; empty words are far removed from Buddhist teachings. It's like going swimming with boys in a bikini; they can only see your alluring exposed parts, while the "profound" aspects are not easily understood. Yang Letian's twisted logic actually stunned Wei Luman, who then burst into laughter, agreeing.

Suddenly, Yang Letian felt they had taken another step "closer." Between men and women, some words, once spoken, can often alter the entire strategic landscape, like news of a war; Greenspan's speech can have an immediate effect on the Wall Street stock market.

At this moment, Wei Luman extended her hand to Yang Letian, hesitant, as if waiting for a reply, as if separated by a thousand mountains and rivers, as if piercing through a thousand miles of clouds and fog. Yang Letian's heart pounded instantly. He wanted to pretend he hadn't seen anything, yet he couldn't bear to let the answer fall flat. So, he reached out his left hand and gently placed it on the waiting question mark.

Soft piano music drifted in from outside the window, flowing slowly through the darkness. The television continued to flicker, and the surroundings grew increasingly quiet. Suddenly, he felt his hand being gripped tightly. The warmth and breath from her hand solidified all his uncertainty. She glanced at Yang Letian briefly, her eyes revealing nothing more, only her hand conveying an unusual fervor.

For a moment, Yang Letian thought he could no longer bear this tender atmosphere. He felt suffocated in this romantic yet desperate atmosphere. All the long-hidden sadness, melancholy, and confusion deep within him were suddenly unleashed, surging forth like a tide, overwhelming his thoughts and reason. Yang Letian was almost powerless; what was happening would happen, and he was powerless to stop it.

The sight of Wei Luman's unintentionally exposed skin made Yang Letian's heart race, his face flush, and his body feel burning hot. Then, a certain part of his body hardened, exciting Yang Letian.

Time passed slowly, and they drew closer and closer. The lingering notes of the music echoed in the room, and the sky gradually darkened. The gentle melody drew them into a subtle atmosphere, and both remained silent, quietly enjoying this beautiful moment. The slightly melancholic piano music suddenly filled the entire space, and their moods softened instantly.

Yang Letian gently pressed his face against Wei Luman's neck. Her blouse was open, trimmed with white lace, and below her long, smooth neck were delicate and lovely shoulders. Yang Letian pressed his cheek as close as possible to this warm, jade-like skin, greedily and wantonly inhaling the fragrance that filled the young girl's skin. "Mmm..." Yang Letian couldn't control his desire, pulling Wei Luman's increasingly hot body even tighter. He pressed his lips to hers, their lips meeting instantly. The moist, full, and soft touch almost numbed Yang Letian's brain.

Wei Luman turned her face away, and Yang Letian's face pressed tightly against her cheek. Her smooth, delicate skin was burning hot and trembling. Her heart, pounding with desire, almost leaped out of her throat. The passionate embrace left her breathless, and she completely collapsed in Yang Letian's arms. Yang Letian turned his face to face Wei Luman, pressing his lips hard against hers. He could clearly feel her full lips trembling. Yang Letian cupped her head in his hands, his lips opening greedily to devour those long-awaited, soft, and plump cherry lips, sucking them wildly. Wei Luman's rapid breaths sent waves of hot air onto Yang Letian's face. Her teeth were neat and clean, and Yang Letian's tongue swirled wildly around them.

Soon, her uncontrollable panting caused Wei Luman's teeth to part, and her warm, fragrant breath instantly overwhelmed Yang Letian's tongue. Yang Letian almost savagely forced himself inside. Wei Luman's upper and lower teeth scraped tightly against the rounded underside of Yang Letian's tongue. Yang Letian immediately felt himself lying on her soft, warm petals. Tense and confused, her tongue trembled helplessly. Yang Letian's tongue, enveloped in her saliva, was enveloped in a pure, soft, warm, and fragrant taste that made him greedily entwine with her.

Yang Letian began to recklessly explore every corner of Wei Luman's mouth. Her wet, warm lips were almost touching Yang Letian's nose, her teeth scraping against his philtrum. Yang Letian's mouth and tongue were completely enveloped in her warm, moist, and sticky scent.

Yang Letian's mouth captured Wei Luman's soft, delicate tongue, gently biting it with his teeth and affectionately rubbing it against hers. His tongue pressed tightly against Wei Luman's, swirling and sucking amidst her soft moans. Wei Luman's breathing became heavy, her eyes closed, her face tilted to one side. Her full lips exhaled her unique fragrance, slowly spraying onto Yang Letian's face. Yang Letian buried his face in Wei Luman's hair again, inhaling the delicate scent emanating from her hairline; he sucked on her snow-white, rounded shoulders, feeling a surge of excitement that made his blood boil. Yang Letian

began to reach down from Wei Luman's low-cut neckline and caress her full, firm, and tender breasts, feeling satisfied, intoxicated, and dizzy. Yang Letian then reached down to her crotch, causing her legs to involuntarily clamp together. Under Yang Letian's ministrations, her two smooth, delicate thighs slowly parted, his fingers tracing the depths of Wei Luman's pubic hair. Her lower body was already wet and sticky. Yang Letian could feel Wei Luman's body trembling slightly. At this moment, Yang Letian was unbearably aroused.

"Xiaoman, let me in?" Yang Letian said breathlessly.

"No!" Wei Luman smiled mischievously, suddenly breaking free from Yang Letian's embrace and running towards her bedroom. Yang Letian was completely bewildered by this sudden change. After a while, he came to his senses and walked towards Wei Luman's bedroom, his heart pounding. Yang Letian gently knocked on the door and then pushed it open. Lying on the bed, Wei Luman pulled the towel covering her face as soon as Yang Letian entered. Yang Letian sat on the bed and reached for her hand. Wei Luman suddenly rolled over and grabbed one of Yang Letian's arms with both hands. The grip she gave him was so tight that Yang Letian even felt a slight pain. So Yang Letian reached his other hand under Wei Luman's blanket, and found her completely naked. A surge of desire immediately ignited in Yang Letian's heart, and he swiftly pulled the blanket off Wei Luman.

So beautiful! Dazzlingly beautiful.

Snow-white, pure, without a single flaw.

Exquisite, curvaceous, displaying beautiful curves.

Yang Letian's heart pounded, and he immediately lifted Wei Luman up, kissing her lips. Wei Luman's low, hot breaths pressed against Yang Letian's cheek. Soon, Wei Luman began to lick and suck on Yang Letian's lips, deeply sucking them in, making soft, smacking sounds. Her kiss was passionate yet gentle, carefully savoring and experiencing. There was no force, no greed. Then, Yang Letian's lips were parted by a fragrant tongue. Wei Luman continued to extend her tongue into Yang Letian's mouth, and Yang Letian couldn't help but extend his own tongue to entwine with hers. They stirred together. They were intoxicated.

Yang Letian tightly embraced Wei Luman's neck. Her beautiful bright eyes sometimes gazed at Yang Letian, revealing infinite tenderness; sometimes she closed her eyes slightly, exuding a thousand charms. Yang Letian sucked on her tender tongue, swallowing the fragrant saliva in her mouth. It was so sweet and mellow. Her breasts were firm and erect, and her nipples gradually hardened in the pink areolas. They were wriggling against Yang Letian's arms and chest, making him unbearably itchy. Yang Letian couldn't help but lower his head and bury his face in her cleavage, breathing in her scent, a warm, fragrant, and refreshing feeling.

Yang Letian gently placed his hands on Wei Luman's thighs, his fingers moving incessantly between her legs. Yang Letian felt the coolness of her rounded thighs, and the warm wetness between them.

He put Wei Luman down, quickly stripped off his shirt, and pulled down his pants and underwear together. Then he climbed on top of her, their naked bodies pressed tightly together.

"You're so beautiful," Yang Letian whispered breathlessly in Wei Luman's ear.

"Is she as beautiful as your girlfriend?"

"She can't compare to you!"

"Liar." Wei Luman gave Yang Letian a seductive smile, then pressed her large, firm breasts against his face. Yang Letian immediately embraced her tightly, wanting to devour her whole.

"Go in again," Yang Letian said, gently kissing Wei Luman's lips.

"Mmm," Wei Luman nodded shyly. Then, Yang Letian laid Wei Luman flat on the bed. He knelt between her legs. To avoid causing her pain, Yang Letian entered slowly. Then, he thrust his lower body forcefully—it was so tight! He felt himself being tightly gripped by a ring of warm, moist, tender flesh.

"Does it still hurt?" Yang Letian asked her with concern.

Wei Luman shook her head, a look of joy on her face. So Yang Letian began to slowly move in and out. At this moment, Wei Luman, lost in passion, tightly wrapped her snow-white, rounded legs around Yang Letian's waist, awkwardly responding. When Yang Letian finished, he felt a tremor run through Wei Luman's body.

"Was it comfortable?" Yang Letian asked her. Wei Luman didn't answer, her eyes still tightly closed, seemingly savoring and enjoying that sweet moment.

"It was so comfortable, I finally understand the meaning of 'ecstasy' now," Wei Luman said, opening her eyes and looking at Yang Letian with a dreamy gaze. As she spoke, a look of pleasure and satisfaction returned to Wei Luman's fair face, flushed with a rosy glow.

The two kissed tightly again. I don't know how much time has passed...

Wei Luman, still savoring the afterglow of passion, is truly like a flower. Women are like flowers, in the prime of their youth, yet time flows like water.

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