Stealing Your Love [Complete] - 2

Chapter Twelve: Gentle

You Yang was awakened by the vibration of the mobile phone that Jingzhi had placed on the bedside table. He groaned and turned over, instinctively picking it up, but at the last moment realized it wasn't his phone—it was a flimsy mobile phone, completely different from his limited-edition platinum Sony Ericsson phone.

The phone vibrated stubbornly. He hesitated for a moment, then pressed the answer button.

"Sister~~~~~" A hoarse, newly-changed boy's voice came from the other end of the line: "Mom's medicine money is gone. Why is the account you gave me refusing to continue disbursing funds? There's no money left. Please check what's going on."

You Yang was stunned. Refusing to pay? Medicine money?

He suddenly recalled Jingzhi's cries: "Give me the child! I can't break the contract, I can't..."

And Wu Yanya's words: "The agreement states that she must get pregnant to receive the money. If she doesn't, she won't receive a single penny!"

What was this girl's predicament? Could it be that her mother needed money for medical treatment?

You Yang sat bolt upright. The tangled sheets and disheveled blankets—what had he just done?

His head throbbed as he recalled the midnight frenzy. The intense lovemaking had exhausted him, and his muscles ached all over.

Even now, he dared not touch the unconscious Jingzhi, afraid that if he did, he wouldn't be able to stop.

In the darkness, You Yang's fumbling for his clothes stopped abruptly. Something was wrong with his actions last night! Hadn't he come to get her the morning-after pill?

How had it turned out like this?

"Yangyang, your beer!" Wu Yanya's smile flashed before his eyes. That beer…

Damn it, he remembered the beverage counter he'd seen in the adult store. Wu Yanya must have switched it!

"Wake up!" You Yang suddenly swept across the bed, finding Jingzhi curled up in the blankets. "Wake up!"

Jingzhi groaned, muttering a few words coquettishly, then suddenly woke up! She felt You Yang's oppressive presence in the darkness, trapping her inside!

Almost reflexively, Jingzhi's heart clenched. Even though there was a thin blanket between them, she couldn't help but experience abdominal cramps and her legs trembled…

“Wh…what?”

“Eat this!” You Yang found her lips and stuffed a pill into her mouth.

“Ugh…” Jingzhi gagged at the sudden pill. What was this? It was so bitter…

“Drink it!” You Yang lifted the back of her head and brought a cup to her lips.

So bitter… Jingzhi had never liked taking pills since she was little. Every time she took one, her throat would feel sore. Her mother would always grind the pills into powder, mix them with sugar water, and feed them to her. When she grew up and got sick, Jingzhi would rather endure the pain than take medicine! The

pill You Yang fed her, as soon as it entered her mouth, she vomited it out, and it rolled down her chin onto the sheets. But in the darkness, You Yang didn't see it.

“What is this!” Jingzhi finally caught her breath after he forced a large cup of water down her throat.

"Emergency contraception!" You Yang's tone was cold. "Just one pill, guaranteed no side effects!"

"Wh...what?"

"I'll tell you!" You Yang laid her flat on the pillow, then moved her a great distance away as if she were a leper. "I don't want you to get pregnant! I mean what I say!"

Jingzhi wanted to argue. She was puzzled as to why this man didn't want her to get pregnant. Was he just having fun last night and the night before?

But she rationally remained silent. She couldn't, couldn't say too much to this man. He didn't know she had vomited up the pill. If he did, who knows what he might do.

"You need money?" You Yang asked again. "How much?"

Jingzhi shook her head, then remembered he couldn't see her, and whispered, "A lot, a lot..."

"Let me ask you something," You Yang's tone was gloomy, "How much did you get paid for this job?"

"I..." Jingzhi was confused.

"I'll pay you double!" You Yang's tone was like a negotiation: "As long as you don't have my child! Last night..."

Jingzhi suddenly recalled the wild night that had just passed, tears welling up in her eyes: "Don't say anymore!"

She cried out in a broken voice: "Your wife told me to abide by the agreement, but you're telling me not to. I'm just a poor student with no relatives or friends, I really can't afford to lose! Please, don't force me!"

You Yang was stunned. He listened silently to Jingzhi's aggrieved and humiliated cries. He reached out to stroke her soft hair, but then clenched his fist a few centimeters away from her hair.

Only now did You Yang wake up from his self-centered fog. He couldn't imagine what kind of pressure this gentle and weak girl had endured.

He didn't know what kind of hardship she had encountered to be forced to sell herself and have a child with a stranger.

In the past few days, he had been misled by Wu Yanya's constant indoctrination that surrogate mothers were all gold-digging, lazy, and bad girls. When they met in the dark, he was again misled by this girl.

And last night… Last night he was like a tireless beast, taking her again and again. She dared not struggle, dared not resist. On the contrary, in order to have his child, she even…

“I’m sorry!” You Yang impulsively grabbed her trembling shoulders: “I will make it up to you, I…”

“Your wife…” Jingzhi sobbed: “She wants a child, I must… give birth to one for her, please!”

Jingzhi clung to his arm: “Don’t force me, I really don’t want to lose that money…”

“Okay, I won’t force you!” You Yang coaxed her softly, holding Jingzhi tightly: “I swear, I will never force you again! Be good, don’t cry!”

“I don’t want to cry either!” Jingzhi murmured: “But…”

“Listen to me!” You Yang held her tightly, resting his chin on her head: “Go to sleep, tomorrow, tomorrow I’ll write you a check, you don’t have to have a child!”

“No!” Jingzhi suddenly struggled and cried: “What do you mean? I won’t sell myself, I won’t be your mistress!”

"Fine! I won't be a mistress!" You Yang was sweating profusely from Jingzhi's hysteria.

This girl seemed to have been without a shoulder to lean on for a very long time, with no one to confide in. What she was saying now, what she was crying about, she might forget in a little while when she fell asleep. He just wanted to hold her tight and calm her agitated emotions.

"Are you serious? You won't be a mistress?"

"No! Be a good girl and go back to sleep. You'll be fine when you wake up!"

Jingzhi was bewildered by his soothing tone, and coupled with her exhaustion and fear, she fell into a deep sleep in his arms within minutes...

You Yang held Jingzhi, his eyes wide open in the darkness. What had he done these past few days? Had he gone blind? This girl wasn't the kind of gold digger at all. On the contrary, Wu Yanya...

there must be something fishy about that can of beer that Wu Yanya handed him.

Chapter Thirteen: Humiliation

"Bitch! Slut!" Wu Yanya angrily threw her phone to the ground. That Zeng Lili was really too much! That bitch actually ordered her and You Yang to come home for dinner that night on the phone!

Come home? Home my ass! That's not her home! Wu Yanya was absolutely furious!

Who does Zeng Lili think she is? Does she think she's You Yang's stepmother?

Damn it, Zeng Lili is just You Yang's father's girlfriend. Anyone with eyes can see that You Shiqun, that old fox, won't fall for her tricks so easily!

Old fox…

Wu Yanya's eyes darted around, and she suddenly smiled. She picked up her phone and called Zeng Lili back: "Lili, You Yang and I went to buy an engagement ring during the day. Tell Aunt Wu that dinner will start later!"

"Aunt Wu?" Zeng Lili laughed on the other end of the phone: "You mean Aunt Wu who cooks in the kitchen? Is she a relative of yours?"

"No!" Wu Yanya asked strangely: "Why do you ask?"

"Oh, I just think her cooking isn't good. I was just

thinking of telling Shiqun to fire her. If she's a relative of yours, then forget it!" "She's not a relative of mine!" Wu Yanya felt her anger surge to her head. This Zeng Lili is too arrogant. She wanted to provoke her by mentioning You Yang's promise to buy her an engagement ring, but she ended up angering her instead.

"What relatives? What are you talking about?" You Yang pushed open the door and saw Wu Yanya angrily throwing her phone on the ground again and stomping on it twice.

"I'm so angry! That Zeng Lili is getting more and more outrageous! Do you know what she said? She asked if Wu Ma was my relative!"

You Yang smiled indifferently, turned around and closed the door: "I thought it was something serious! Come on, let me get you a drink to calm you down!"

He walked past Wu Yanya to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out a can of German beer, pulled the tab, and the beer's rich foam overflowed. He half-turned and handed the beer to Wu Yanya, who was following behind him.

Wu Yanya slowly walked towards him, staring at his messy hair, the stubble on his chin, and the deep-set eyes from not sleeping all night. He was still smiling at her, and everything seemed so natural.

But, but, he had changed!

The smile on his face could no longer reach his eyes; his gaze was calm, cold, and devoid of any warmth…

“I don’t drink beer, Yangyang!” Wu Yanya said cautiously, “Are you angry?”

You Yang smiled slightly, “How could I? I forgot, this is my favorite brand of beer.”

He raised the beer in his hand, took a sip, and his gaze never left her face: “Xiaoya, do you know?”

“What?” Wu Yanya felt uneasy under his gaze: “What do I know?”

“I love you!” You Yang tilted his head back and downed the beer in the can in one gulp. His Adam’s apple trembled as he swallowed, and tears suddenly slid down his face: “I used to love you so, so much!”

He suddenly threw away the empty beer can, abruptly cupped her face, and kissed her lips fiercely, ravaging her tongue. The kiss was cold, lingering, filled with a deep reluctance and helplessness, yet it seemed to be merely a release of desire!

Wu Yanya hesitated and hugged his waist. She liked this rough and eager You Yang, but no, it seemed that he wasn’t kissing her because of desire.

"What's wrong, Yang..." Her arms were wrapped around his waist, pressed tightly against his body. She hesitated, raising her head and searching his gaze. "Is something wrong? Yangyang, what are you planning?"

Wu Yanya scrutinized his face suspiciously. "We're going to choose an engagement ring this afternoon, and we need to talk to your father about our engagement, and about the possibility of me getting pregnant. Why are you crying?"

"Nothing!" You Yang raised his head and let out a long sigh. "Xiaoya, if you don't conceive, will you still give that girl money?"

"Of course... no!" Wu Yanya frowned. "Where would I get that much money? I promised her that if she got pregnant, I would give her half the money, and I would only pay the full amount after the baby was born. Why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing, I was just asking!" You Yang sighed. "I'm going to take a shower!"

The bathroom door closed, and Wu Yanya's phone, which she had tossed on the carpet, suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Jingzhi calling.

"Hello?" Before Jingzhi could speak, Wu Yanya asked urgently, "How was last night? Did you wrap your arms around his waist? Did he ejaculate?"

"Yes, I did, he...did it many times..." Jingzhi stammered, "Yes, I'm sorry! Could you transfer the second 100,000 yuan to me first? I need the money urgently!"

"You're in a hurry? I'm even more in a hurry than you!" Wu Yanya vented all the anger she had suffered at Zeng Lili on Jingzhi:

"Last night, he did a good job with you, didn't he? You got a good time and got paid, where can you find a job like that? Let me tell you, I'll keep the second payment first, and if you can't get pregnant, you have to return the first payment to me!"

"But..." Jingzhi was on the verge of tears, "Didn't we agree?"

"When did we agree on this?" Wu Yanya snapped angrily. "Don't try to appease me with tears. You're capable of seducing him, but not of getting pregnant! Let me tell you, if you can't get pregnant, you'll be paying me back!"

Jingzhi trembled at her outburst, then heard the dial tone of the phone being hung up. Her brother's call had just woken her up. She was out of money again. What was she going to do?

Jingzhi curled up in the darkness, her muscles aching all over, her thighs and buttocks throbbing, and the sticky, uncomfortable feeling between her legs. But she had no strength to move.

That woman was so fierce; it seemed like she only needed to get pregnant to be completely satisfied, but that man seemed determined not to let her get pregnant. This couple was really strange.

The phone vibrated again. Jingzhi answered, and it was Wu Yanya again: "I'm telling you, give it your all and do it again tonight! If you don't get pregnant in these three days, and I have to arrange it again, I'll deduct all future fees from your payment! Do you hear me?!"

"I'm sorry..." Jingzhi's voice was weak and feeble: "I'll try my best, but could you prepay me some money? Even 10,000 would be fine."

"Just you wait!"

Wu Yanya's icy words were like knives: "If you can't wait, you can take advantage of the free time today to find some older men who are vacationing here to earn some extra money. But don't bring any bastards with you. If you do, you'll be paying a penalty!"

Jingzhi silently turned off her phone. She felt so cold, so very cold. Was she going to die?

It would be better if she just died!

How could this be?

She curled up under the covers, her tears dried, but fear lingered. If, if she couldn't get pregnant, not only would she not be able to raise money for her mother's medical expenses, but she would also kill her mother!

For the first time in her life, Jingzhi clearly felt the taste of despair.

Chapter Fourteen: The Game

of Love is a hunting game between men and women. Who is the prey, who is the hunter, and who hunts whom? No one knows until the moment love bears fruit.

You Shiqun drove his Jaguar sports car, gliding through the city streets. A soothing and romantic French love song played in the car, his deep, husky voice repeatedly singing of his love for his girlfriend…

Zeng Lili, a classmate of You Yang and Wu Yanya, sat in the passenger seat. Her usually meticulously dressed face was pale with nervousness. Gazing at the city scenery outside the window, she was like a statue.

You Shiqun's behavior today was really a bit off. She didn't dare to turn her head to look at him directly, but instead took out a small mirror from her bag, pretending to touch up her makeup, but actually wanting to see the expression on his face.

At 46, the handsome and wealthy You Shiqun is a man not to be underestimated. He is in his prime, with jet-black hair without a single gray hair, styled in a fashionable yet dignified manner. Without an introduction, everyone would mistake him for You Yang's older brother rather than his father.

He was the kind of man who possessed both the deadly allure of a cheetah and the innate charisma of a leader.

He was incredibly wealthy, wielded immense power, and was on friendly terms with officials at all levels of government. He had connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles, his subordinates were subservient to him, and his family both respected and feared him, daring not to disobey in the slightest.

In some ways, his word was the unwritten law; he never wanted anyone to say no to him.

Those familiar with You Shiqun's rivals and allies knew that no one in the business world dared challenge his authority, because those who did never met a good end.

Yet, this very man possessed a fatal attraction for women. He was mature, wealthy, generous, charming without being vulgar, and most wonderfully—his wife died at just the right time! For

a successful and wealthy man, the most beautiful thing in life is having his wife die at the right time. Zeng Lili didn't know if he loved You Yang's mother; he never spoke of her when they were together.

However, Zeng Lili knew that inside his wallet was a photo of You Yang's mother, which he kept in his pocket near his heart every day.

When they were intimate, You Shiqun always hung the coat containing the wallet in the closet, not on the bedside table.

Zeng Lili was willing to trade twenty years of her life for the position of his wife, not only because of his money, but also because of his mature and fatal attraction—his resolute, chiseled handsome face made him seem more like a brother than a father to You Yang.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" You Shiqun lowered the music. "What are you thinking about?" His attitude towards her was always so aloof.

Zeng Lili put down her makeup mirror and stared at his hands gripping the steering wheel. His fingers were long and slender, and his skillful handling of the steering wheel was like his handling of women—confident and decisive!

Zeng Lili couldn't help but momentarily lose herself in comparing him to You Yang…

You Yang was the object of her secret crush since college, but unfortunately, Wu Yanya beat her to it. However, she was also grateful to have met You Yang's father… This man was mature and wealthy, a thousand times better than that immature, calloused You Yang.

Suddenly, Zeng Lili's gaze met You Shiqun's bright, suspicious eyes. She quickly looked away, forcing herself to stop overthinking: "Oh, nothing! It's just…"

"Just what?" You Shiqun smiled faintly: "Nervous? You're nervous having dinner with your classmate, my son?"

Zeng Lili's head was buzzing. She didn't know how much You Shiqun knew about her past crush on You Yang.

However, Zeng Lili recalled that half a year ago, when their relationship had just begun, You Shiqun had asked her if she had ever been in a relationship with You Yang.

"Why would you think that?" Zeng Lili was puzzled by his question at the time.

“Because I need to be clear first,” he said bluntly, “I will not share a woman with my son.”

“Of course not!” Zeng Lili remembered answering with a hint of embarrassment and anger, “Your son has a girlfriend!”

“I understand,” You Shiqun nodded, smiling slightly. Zeng Lili noticed his thick, dark eyebrows and bright eyes framed by long eyelashes—he was simply excessively handsome!

“Then you should understand that as my girlfriend, you should know your place!” You Shiqun’s gaze was icy cold: “Apart from marriage, you can discuss anything with me.”

“I understand!” Zeng Lili’s voice was low: “But what if, what if I have a child?”

For a moment, You Shiqun seemed taken aback by her question. His face suddenly turned almost completely bloodless, his perfect facial features contorted with anger.

He suddenly stood up and strode towards the office door. Zeng Lili noticed, mesmerized, that his gait was absolutely perfect.

The office door opened with You Shiqun's hand. He turned to Zeng Lili and said, "You have two choices. First, be my girlfriend! Second, leave! There is no third choice! The mother of my child can only be, and will only be, You Yang's mother!"

Zeng Lili sat frozen, staring blankly as he approached her, looking down at her condescendingly. "Do you understand? If you don't understand, please leave!" he declared.

Zeng Lili could feel his confident, chauvinistic satisfaction. He had made up his mind; she wouldn't give him up, and she truly wouldn't!

Now, as she turned to look at You Shiqun's thin, handsome profile, Zeng Lili's heart still pounded wildly in her chest, just like when they first met.

Yes, every time she saw him, this uneasy feeling would surface within her, a feeling that was also like excitement.

Whenever she was with You Shiqun, the air around them would become so tense, so very tense… She was afraid of him, terrified!
"I'm asking you, is something wrong?" You Shiqun asked, puzzled by Zeng Lili's silence.

"Oh, nothing, it's just that I heard You Yang is getting engaged to Wu Yanya?" Zeng Lili glanced at You Shiqun cautiously.

"Oh! That!" You Shiqun casually turned the steering wheel and drove into the yard of his luxurious villa on the outskirts of the city: "Children playing house! Don't take it seriously!"

"But she said You Yang is going to buy her an engagement ring!"

"He'll buy her a ring, as many as he wants," You Shiqun stopped the car and turned to look at her: "But believe me, it's a breakup gift, not an engagement ring!"

Seeing Zeng Lili's shock, You Shiqun actually smiled. She had almost never seen him smile, but he really did. Although it was just a slight twitch at the corner of his sharply defined lips, it was indeed a smile!

“You can’t stop it!” Zeng Lili murmured. “You Yang is very stubborn. He loves Wu Yanya. What if they have a child?” She looked at You Shiqun with a hint of worry. “It’s very possible. Wu Yanya seems to be planning a shotgun wedding!”

“Don’t worry!” You Shiqun opened the car door, got out, and then opened the door for her. “If they have a child, I’ll be happy that You Yang can have his own child. As long as that child truly belongs to him, that child belongs to this family.”

Chapter Fifteen: A Battle of Wits

You Shiqun’s villa is located in a scenic area on the outskirts of the city. The entire building is built to a 1:1 scale of a European aristocratic mansion. The hall on the first floor alone is over 200 square meters.

In the center of the hall, there is a spacious spiral staircase that winds its way up. Through a row of lush potted tropical plants, one can glimpse the backyard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, which looks like an indoor swimming pool with a glass enclosure.

On the other side of the main hall was the dining room, again in a pure European style. All the tableware was expensive thin-walled porcelain, along with a complete set of Venetian crystal wine glasses, not to mention the antique long table in the center of the dining room that could easily seat eighteen people.

Zeng Lili silently followed him. The spacious dining room, the gleaming wooden floors, the polished silverware—everything was so exquisite. It was her first time visiting You Shiqun's home.

Zeng Lili even felt a little nervous. Yes, she had impulsively called Wu Yanya to provoke her, deliberately making it seem as if she had You Shiqun under her control.

But the truth was, like Wu Yanya, she hadn't gained You Shiqun's approval! In fact, she was even worse off than Wu Yanya, who at least had a chance to become You Yang's wife.

You Shiqun strode towards a bar in the room, his hand touching a hidden button on the edge of the black marble bar.

Soft music filled the room instantly, and an elderly woman with gray hair appeared silently on the other side of the dining room: "Dinner is ready, sir... good afternoon... madam."

Zeng Lili deduced that this must be the "Aunt Wu" Wu Yanya had mentioned. This old woman looked like a shrewd and capable housekeeper. Zeng Lili felt embarrassed, remembering how she had mocked her for being Wu Yanya's relative, deeply hurting her vanity.

You Shiqun said "Oh," and then calmly said, "This... young lady is a guest I invited back. Aunt Wu, please get her a cup of hot tea."

"Yes, miss!" Aunt Wu seemed very curious about Zeng Lili's appearance, and she deliberately confirmed with her again, "Madam, green tea or Pu'er tea? Is there anything else you'd like?"

Zeng Lili thought to herself: This Aunt Wu is no pushover either.

"Green tea, Biluochun will do. If you don't have anything else, don't bother."

Aunt Wu nodded and turned to You Shiqun. "And you?"

"Me too. Is You Yang not home yet? Give him a call. We'll have dinner in half an hour."

Aunt Wu nodded and then tiptoed out of the room.

Almost as if in response to You Shiqun's words, You Yang and Wu Yanya's car silently drove into the front yard.

"Dad!" As soon as You Yang entered the dining room, he nodded to Zeng Lili first, then turned to You Shiqun: "I want to talk to you!"

"What do you want to talk about?" You Shiqun calmly picked up a small teacup and sipped the tea: "Xiaoya's here too? How's your dad?"

"Uncle You!" Wu Yanya bowed gently to You Shiqun, politely handing him a beautifully packaged gift box: "My dad just returned from India. Knowing you love tea, he brought you some Darjeeling black tea. It's the second batch from May to June."

"Oh, such fine 'Champagne of black teas'—your dad must have gone to so much trouble!" You Shiqun took the gift box and set it aside: "I heard your dad's company is having some financial difficulties right now? Tell him he can come to me if he has any problems!"

"Thank you, Uncle You!" Wu Yanya smiled broadly and stepped aside to chat with Zeng Lili, who was sitting on the sofa. She hadn't expected You Shiqun to be so polite and courteous. The previous times they'd met in public, You Shiqun had completely ignored her and her father, treating them as if they were invisible.

"Dad!" You Yang stepped forward. "I have something to tell you!"

"What is it?" You Shiqun raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling on Wu Yanya showing Zeng Lili a diamond ring on her finger, about three carats.

"Go to the study!" You Yang tugged at his sleeve. "It's not convenient to talk here!"

The study door closed, and before You Shiqun could speak, You Yang blurted out, "Dad, I want to break up with Wu Yanya!"

"Break up?" You Shiqun was taken aback. He turned to look at his son, who was almost half a head taller than him, and laughed.

"What do you mean? A few days ago you were crying and begging to get married? You even called me a cold-blooded devil and stuff?"

"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive!" You Yang ruffled his hair in frustration, then turned and walked towards the French windows. "I've figured it out now. I want to break up, but she won't agree! Every time she cries, I..." "

Soft-hearted!" You Shiqun interrupted him. "You child, what has made you harden your heart now?"

"You don't need to know!" You Yang pondered for a long time. "I've always felt sorry for her. The more you tell me you don't like her, the more I oppose you. But there are other reasons!"

"Can I ask?" You Shiqun leaned against his desk, looking at his son's increasingly broad shoulders.

“I’ve always wanted to be your friend. Your mother… after she died, you never told me the truth again. Now I want to hear the truth from you!”

“Xiaoya… she can’t have children! She has congenital uterine hypoplasia.” You Yang clenched his fists: “I didn’t care at first, but she went too far. She arranged for a surrogate mother, saying it was voluntary, that the girl was from the countryside, only liked money, and that money could help us have a child!”

“And then?” You Shiqun frowned: “You believed her? You wanted to use a child to force me to agree to your marriage?”

“I’m sorry, Dad! But…” You Yang turned his head in confusion: “I always felt that I loved her, and she loved me. I would even break off relations with you for her, but all she’s been talking about lately is having a child and getting married!”

“You listened to her? With congenital uterine hypoplasia, you can’t have eggs.” You Shiqun scrutinized his son, pacing irritably in the room: “You didn’t actually listen to her and foolishly meet that girl, did you?”

“Yes!” You Yang cursed: “I acted impulsively. I thought she was just a woman from the countryside, but I never expected…”

"But she's a beautiful woman?" You Shiqun asked with pure curiosity. "You've fallen in love with her?"

"No!" You Yang turned away irritably. "I don't even know what she looks like. We met at night, and I... I gave her emergency contraception!"

"Son! Son!" You Shiqun laughed. "So what do you want to do now?"

"I don't know!" You Yang rushed in front of You Shiqun, his young face contorted. "The first night, that girl cried and begged me to go slower, but I thought she was just being coy. I raped her. Yes, that was rape! She didn't dare resist. The next day..."

"The next day?"

"The next day, Wu Yanya seemed to know I didn't want to see her anymore. She... Dad, don't ask anymore!" You Yang paced irritably. "I'm so confused right now! That girl seems to urgently need money for her mother's medical treatment. If she can't give birth, she won't get the money."

"Understood!" You Shiqun nodded. "Let's go have dinner first! We can talk about the rest later."

Inside the restaurant, the four of them sat across a wide table, and delicious dishes were served one after another. However, Zeng Lili and You Yang remained silent, while only Wu Yanya and You Shiqun chatted about everyday things.

"Xiaoya's ring is beautiful!" You Shiqun smiled. "Did Yangyang buy it for you?"

"Yes!" Wu Yanya proudly raised her hand. "Look, Uncle You, You Yang bought me this engagement ring!"

"Engaged?" You Shiqun raised an eyebrow and looked at You Yang. "So soon?"

"Ah? Didn't You Yang tell you?" Wu Yanya elegantly covered her mouth with her ring-wearing hand and chuckled. "Well, it's not too late to tell you when there's news!"

"News?" You Shiqun forked a shrimp and raised an eyebrow. "Yangyang told me there was a surprise, but he said you would announce it at the dinner table!"

"I knew it!" Wu Yanya gave You Yang a playful glare. "It's like this, we're planning to give you a grandson!"

"A grandson?" You Shiqun smiled, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. "Xiaoya, you're joking. I'm still so young, are you willing to let me become a grandfather so early?"

"Oh dear! Uncle You is joking!" Wu Yanya giggled. "Who would dare say that about you, old man? But didn't you have him at the same age You Yang is now? Besides, having a grandson early means that when he grows up, Uncle You will still be so mature and handsome."

Zeng Lili put down her fork, picked up a napkin to cover her mouth, and hid her smile. This Wu Yanya, she had said so much, and she didn't even realize that too much talk could lead to trouble.

"That's true!" You Shiqun laughed. "Want to have a grandson for me? Fine, but are you willing to get pregnant and have a child at such a young age? That's very hard work. Are you willing to sacrifice your beautiful figure for the child? Are you willing to stay at home to prepare for childbirth?"

"No problem at all! For Yangyang, I'm willing to sacrifice!"

“But I mind! According to the usual procedure, shouldn’t we get married first if you’re pregnant?” You Shiqun gestured to the servant standing behind him to pour wine. “I’m a businessman. What if you carry a child for ten months and end up giving birth to a child that isn’t from the You family?”

“Uncle You, you’re joking!” If it were any other woman, she would have stormed off in anger after being questioned like this, but Wu Yanya remained calm. “So what do you mean?”

“You can have a child if you want!” You Shiqun leisurely picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth. “The child can be born first. After the DNA test, if it’s You Yang’s, I’ll acknowledge the grandson without hesitation!”

“Uncle You! You said it! Don’t go back on your word!” Wu Yanya proudly raised her chin. “If we have a child, we can get married?”

“That’s right!” You Shiqun smiled. “How could I let my grandson be an illegitimate child without any proper documentation?”

"Cheers!" Four crystal glasses clinked gently. Zeng Lili watched Wu Yanya proudly and affectedly hold her glass with her diamond-ringed hand, and she couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

Didn't Wu Yanya really understand the hidden meaning in You Shiqun's words? His grandson wouldn't be an illegitimate child, he would accept his grandson, but he never said he would accept the child's mother.

Chapter Sixteen:

Why is it so cold?

Jingzhi huddled under the covers, shivering uncontrollably. She had thought of struggling to get up and take a hot bath, but… curled up under the covers, she might still have some warmth. If she got up, she was afraid she would faint before even reaching the bathroom.

Time passed quickly. Jingzhi drifted in and out of sleep, and in the blink of an eye, the light that had streamed into the room through the thick curtains faded, and night fell again.

The door to the wooden cabin made another sound. Was it the waiter? During the day, when the housekeeper rang the doorbell to ask if she wanted her room cleaned, Jingzhi was too weak to answer. Seeing no one respond, the housekeeper didn't come in.

This time, the door was opened with a key!

Was it him? Jingzhi heard the familiar footsteps coming up the stairs. What a joke! Just two days ago, how could those footsteps sound familiar? But those footsteps really were familiar.

You Yang seemed to sense something was wrong in the room. Today, he was lucid. After returning from his father's, Wu Yanya urged him to come for their third date. This time, he wisely didn't object. Fine, he'd come, and he could clear things up with this girl.

But when he opened the door, the room was quiet, and there was still no electricity. He groped his way up to the second floor. In the bedroom, on the large bed, a small figure was curled up under the covers…

“Who is it?” Jingzhi's voice was weak and hoarse.

“Are you sick?” He stepped forward, reaching out to touch her forehead.

“No… I just feel cold.” As soon as Jingzhi's forehead touched his hand, she recoiled, trying to avoid him. However, the warmth emanating from his hands made her involuntarily move closer to him.

Jingzhi's forehead was cold. "I don't have a fever." You Yang continued to press, "Are you just feeling cold?"

If Jingzhi could endure the cold, she might have insisted that she wasn't cold, but she was shivering and her words sounded weak: "A little cold, I'll feel better after lying down."

"You're sick, I'll take you to see a doctor." You Yang interrupted her decisively: "Get up, I'll drive you to see a doctor."

"No." Jingzhi pulled the blanket tighter, remembering Wu Yanya's threat: "I'm fine, I... let's continue!"

"Continue what?" You Yang frowned, his fingers touching her cold forehead: "You're sick, you don't think I'll continue like last night..."

Jingzhi gritted her teeth, trying to stop them from chattering from the cold. Deep down, she hoped he would leave. She really didn't have the strength to deal with a man right now. Even if Wu Yanya held a knife to her, she couldn't continue. Hearing You Yang say it wouldn't be like last night, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But then, You Yang suddenly released her hand and began unbuttoning his shirt, then his belt, then his jeans…

Hearing the sounds of him undressing, Jingzhi asked in a panic, “What…what are you doing?”

Then she blushed, realizing how foolish her question was. What else could he be doing while undressing?

You Yang ripped off the thin blanket covering her, and before she could protest, his warm, naked body had already pulled her into his arms.

For a moment, Jingzhi froze. She panicked, remembering his wild intrusion the night before, the dry pain…the endless desire…all of it made her lower abdomen clench, and the discomfort between her legs returned.

With a sudden surge of strength, she pushed him away, struggling to stand up.

“Don’t move!”

To her surprise, You Yang didn’t force himself on her like the night before. He simply held her close, then wrapped the blanket around them both.

"Let me warm you up!" You Yang's voice was calm. "You're about to freeze!"

Jingzhi relaxed and sank into his embrace. You Yang held her hands, his feet covering hers, and the tall, large You Yang held her tightly. "Relax, be good, let me warm you up."

You Yang was startled by his own gentle and doting tone. He suddenly remembered that he had never spoken to Wu Yanya like this before. Wu Yanya always coaxed him, and she liked his slightly rough treatment of her (this woman seemed to have a masochistic streak).

"Mmm!" Jingzhi wanted to struggle, but his body temperature was too tempting. The warmth made her limbs weak and drowsy.

She didn't even realize that she was naked under the blanket, and that You Yang, who was also naked, was only wearing thin underwear. His involuntarily hardened body pressed against her legs...

It was so warm. Jingzhi buried her cold nose in the warm crook of his neck, her soft breasts against his chest.

You Yang froze. He had intended to warm her, but he forgot how tempting it was to hold this soft, fragrant body in his arms—her scent was like an aphrodisiac…

and her bare breasts. He remembered how he had held them last night, caressing her hardening nipples. He closed his eyes, recalling the feeling of being inside her…

Tonight, he shouldn't make love to her, but a small voice in his heart asked him: Why not? This girl had already been intimate with him, why couldn't he do it again?

Besides… she had taken birth control pills, there wouldn't be any side effects!

You Yang forced himself not to think anymore, but he couldn't control his urge to kiss her forcefully!

And then he did it. The wild kiss slowly turned into a tender demand. Jingzhi was awakened from her sleep by his kiss. The cold had left her. Her lips trembled under his plunder. He relentlessly coaxed her to open her mouth, and then his tongue slid into her mouth.

Desire suddenly surged forth, overwhelming him. He desperately wanted to enter her body, but he forced himself to suppress it. He knew that after last night, Jingzhi was now as timid and vulnerable as a frightened bird.

Finally, his restraint and coaxing worked, and Jingzhi began to kiss him back for the first time.

Her tongue hesitated at first under his enticement, but under his persistent teasing, she let out a surrendering moan from deep within her throat. He could feel Jingzhi arching her body against him, her fingertips digging into his shoulders.

You Yang slowly deepened the kiss, slowly and confidently conquering her soft lips and tongue. His firm movements were both possessive and seductive.

Jingzhi felt as if she had melted into cream in the sunlight in his arms, weak and powerless. This time, he was gentle, as gentle as if she were the most perfect porcelain…

You Yang smiled, moving himself to stop between Jingzhi's legs while reaching into his pocket and finding a small flashlight—he had brought it specially today. He wanted to see Jingzhi's face, and he wanted Jingzhi to see him!

“What’s your name?” he asked Jingzhi in a low voice, “I want to know!”

“No, I can’t say…” Jingzhi gasped, “The contract…”

“Don’t mention that contract,” You Yang held up the flashlight, “To hell with that contract, I want to see your face, and I want to know your name!”

Chapter Seventeen Tearing

“No! No!”

Jingzhi suddenly realized what he wanted to do; she didn’t want him to see her! For the first time, her heart ached as if it were being torn apart!

With a strength she didn’t know where it came from, she snatched the small flashlight from You Yang’s hand and threw it far away.

"What are you doing?" You Yang was taken aback. These past two days, the girl in his arms had always been weak and passively accepting his advances; she had never shown such intense emotion before.

Sometimes, he even thought this girl in the darkness was just a figure from his own erotic dreams—faceless, only a blurry outline and a faint fragrance…

"Why won't you let me see you?" You Yang was a little angry. "What's wrong with seeing me?"

"No! Please don't!" Jingzhi's tears welled up:

"As long as I'm not seen, I can deceive myself that this is just a transaction! If you see me, how can I live? I don't want to be seen by you! I need this money, I only want this money!"

"Money? Money?" You Yang sneered. "It's just money, isn't it? How much do you want? I'll give it to you!"

A chilling, bone-deep chill almost crushed Jingzhi in an instant. If Wu Yanya's words during the day had made her feel like she was in an ice cellar, now You Yang's casual, contemptuous tone had completely chilled her heart!

Yes, he was a rich man; how could he know the difficulties of not having money?

Jingzhi smiled bitterly. Why did she even imagine this man would respect her? They were lying on this bed because of a mere contract. Perhaps, in his eyes, she was just a prostitute!

Jingzhi bit her lip, humiliation and helplessness causing her to lose control for a moment: "I'm sorry! I sold my womb to bear your child, but I won't sell my dignity! I won't accept your money; I only want what I deserve!"

"What does it matter?" You Yang released her, turning over and lying down beside her: "Let me tell you the truth! Her money is my money. What difference does it make whether I give it to you or she gives it to you?" "Of

course it's different!" Jingzhi's tone became even more stubborn: "The agreement stipulated that we wouldn't meet in the dark. If we break the agreement now, I won't agree to it! Originally, we agreed to do IVF, but your wife said..."

"What did she say?" You Yang was very curious about what Wu Yanya had said.

"She said your IVF attempt failed and wanted us to meet in person! I didn't want to agree at the time... but..."

"You need money!" You Yang sighed. "I'm sorry, my tone just now made you misunderstand. I didn't mean to look down on you."

"It's okay!" Jingzhi murmured softly. "So, please understand my predicament! I'm less embarrassed in the dark. Please give me some privacy and dignity..." You

Yang lay quietly, feeling the girl beside him trembling. She tried her best to keep her voice steady, but...

He slowly reached out, grasped her hand, and pulled her forcefully into his arms. His lips cut off her unfinished sentence, decisively taking hers. This time, the kiss was lingering and heartbreaking.

Yes, heartbreaking! He felt heartbroken for this stranger. How much injustice had she suffered? How many times had she hypnotized herself to be brave enough to lie here?

Jingzhi trembled, letting out a soft sob beneath his lips, as if her body had regained its own will; she couldn't resist this lingering kiss.

Under his relentless assault of lips and tongue, she involuntarily clung to him, her trembling lips parting to welcome his intrusion.

"Alright, then I won't look!" You Yang's hands covered her soft breasts, caressing them tenderly and lovingly. This time, he wanted her to feel cherished! You Yang secretly resolved that he would see this girl's face, even if she didn't want it. But now, now he would focus on pleasing her!

Jingzhi moaned under his deliberate caresses, her tender body trembling helplessly in the surging desire. Once again?

She remembered that this night was the last of the three days. He didn't know she hadn't taken the morning-after pill, so she still had a chance!

Just as her body was ready to open itself to him, he suddenly pulled away. Without thinking, Jingzhi desperately clung to him: "Please... don't leave... please..." she whispered, weeping.

“I won’t leave!” You Yang whispered a guarantee in her ear. He quickly removed the last piece of clothing from his body, then bent down to embrace her, kissing the delicate skin of her neck.

“Darling…” He covered her body with his, his voice hoarse with desire, “I want you to know how much I wish we had met at a more opportune time, not now… But I can’t think right now. I want to have you, now, right now, I don’t want to wait!”

“Then don’t wait.” Jingzhi wrapped her arms around his neck, “I don’t want to wait anymore!” After saying this, she was surprised to find that she had actually spoken her true feelings. Yes, if they had met at the right time, would things have been different?

Jingzhi didn’t know. She only knew that this time, she truly wanted to make love to him from the bottom of her heart. Their lips and tongues intertwined urgently, thirstily, and frantically. Her hands caressed his shoulders—his body was young and strong, the muscles on his back bulging with desire.

“This time, let me do it right!” His hand slipped between her legs, finding her warm, moist entrance. Jingzhi trembled and closed her eyes.

He slowly teased her senses, waiting until she was finally wet enough before stopping at her entrance. She writhed restlessly, rubbing against his hardness, but he wouldn't enter her. Jingzhi

's desire, aroused by him, grew hotter and hotter. She was surprised to find herself panting and writhing, letting out longing and anxious moans.

When Youyang gently and firmly entered her, Jingzhi suddenly felt a pain mixed with a joyful relief, a wild desire that changed everything in the instant of their close union.

Sweat streamed down Youyang's face; he was almost driven mad by his slow movements. But all the torment was worth it, except for giving Jingzhi pleasure. He gently and powerfully continued to bury himself in her warmth.

Jingzhi couldn't describe the waves of ultimate pleasure. She tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, yearning for deeper contact. In a hazy state, she heard him let out a satisfied groan as he ejaculated his burning seed into her.

As everything calmed down, they lay quietly together in a V-shape, Jingzhi curled up in his arms, and she finally drifted off to sleep, like a child, lying trustingly in his embrace.

But after a short while, You Yang became excited again. He didn't bother to wake Jingzhi and entered her from behind. This position actually excited him even more.

Jingzhi's body trembled from his forceful intrusion. "Mmm..." She opened her eyes in a daze. Before she could react, he passionately conquered her body. She involuntarily swayed her slender waist to meet his invasion.

The caresses, the embraces, the sighs—all the sweetness seemed like something only two intimate lovers would experience, Jingzhi thought. But she knew this was the last night; she would never see him again!

Her heart ached as if it were being torn apart! She arched her back to meet You Yang's thrusts, to meet his burning, throbbing member. At least for that moment, she could pretend this man was her lover.

The

previous two nights, he had left before dawn, but this time, it was just before daybreak. Although the heavy curtains blocked most of the light, there was still a sliver of light in the room.

When You Yang woke up, through the dim light in the room, he could make out the outline of Jingzhi's body, which was lying on the bed with her back to him!

He hesitated for a long time, then slowly lifted Jingzhi's messy hair. He wanted to see what this girl looked like!

The half of her face that was exposed had soft lines, long eyelashes fluttering, a slightly upturned nose, and perfect lips...

Suddenly, there was a rapid knocking on the door of the wooden house. You Yang was startled. Who could it be so early?

Then there was the sound of the door being opened, and hurried footsteps echoed down the stairs. You Yang wrapped a towel around his waist, opened the door, and almost bumped into Wu Yanya.

"It's dawn!" Wu Yanya demanded angrily, "Why didn't you leave? How dare that little bitch..."

"I was just about to take a shower!" You Yang was enraged by her tone, "Watch your mouth!"

Seeing You Yang's anger, Wu Yanya immediately changed her tone, "Oh, I was just worried about you, let's go back to our place to shower!"

"Okay!" You Yang stared into her eyes, "Let's go together!"

"Alright!" Wu Yanya glanced again at the quietly sleeping Jingzhi, "I prepared lots of delicious food for you! You go first, I'll pack your clothes."

"I'm not hungry!" You Yang coldly looked at Wu Yanya, who was pushing him towards the door, "Now that this part of the agreement is fulfilled, I want you to give her the second payment immediately!"

"Okay! Okay! I've already transferred the second 100,000 yuan!" Wu Yanya, afraid that Jingzhi would wake up, hurriedly pushed You Yang out of the room: "Go back and take a shower!"

After You Yang left, she turned around, stared coldly at Jingzhi, who was sleeping soundly amidst the messy sheets, for a long time, then closed the door and left.

Chapter Eighteen: Seducing

Her - One Hour Left!

Wu Yanya checked her watch; there was a full hour left before the time she had agreed to meet You Yang. The bustling commercial street was teeming with pedestrians, but she still had to kill an hour herself.

After those three days of dating, You Yang suddenly moved back home, saying that he had now begun to take over part of the management of the You Group and had to be at the You Group headquarters every day at 9:30.

Moreover, he had suddenly become very busy; he was a bit cold towards her, always hanging up hastily on the phone, saying he was in a meeting.

So they always met briefly in the morning to have breakfast together before going to work separately.

You Yang was arguing with her. She knew he was unhappy that she had withheld Jingzhi's deposit, but he didn't know that she wasn't just after the deposit; she didn't want to give Jingzhi the rest of the money either!

Wu Yanya checked her watch again. It was 7:30 in the morning. She had an hour of free time, which should be enough.

She hailed a taxi and headed to her destination—a garden villa two blocks away.

It was an ordinary-looking villa, but those familiar with the area knew that owning such an old garden villa in the heart of the city was not something ordinary people could afford.

The old gatekeeper saw her arrive and immediately opened the door to let her in.

"Is your boss in?"

Before the old man could answer, the door of the mansion opened, and a middle-aged man in a sharp suit appeared. "Hi! Xiaoya!" He greeted Wu Yanya with a smile. "So early?"

"Good morning, Brother Cheng Jian! Isn't your wife here? I need to talk to her!"

This man was about the same height as You Yang, about 1.85 meters. Compared to You Yang's athletic and well-proportioned physique, he was slightly thinner, and his face could barely be described as handsome.

Wu Yanya smiled as she looked at the man's face in front of her, comparing him to You Yang in her mind. You Yang had a healthy and masculine handsomeness; wherever he went, all the girls couldn't help but stare at him.

The man before her, handsome as he was, had eyes that seemed to fawn over her and a sly smile on his lips; he was clearly not a good person. But… she liked him…

“Your sister-in-law is sleeping upstairs!” Cheng Jian smiled slightly, speaking to the doorman: “Come in! I’ll go wake her.”

“Okay! I really miss her…”

Cheng Jian led her to the study next to the hall. Before Wu Yanya could turn around, she heard the sound of the door locking. Wu Yanya smiled; this man was very cautious.

“Speak!” Cheng Jian’s tone shifted from polite to teasing: “What brings you here?”

“Is that even a question?” Wu Yanya turned and smiled at him: “Missed you, of course!”

Cheng Jian curled his lip, sneering: “Missed me or this…?”

He stepped forward, grabbed her breast, and casually pushed her down onto the large sofa.

Before Wu Yanya could even loosen her grip on her handbag, he had already unzipped his pants. "You wanted this, didn't you!"

Wu Yanya giggled. "Look how impatient you are! We only have an hour!"

"We have to hurry." Cheng Jian, panting, lifted her skirt and thrust into her, beginning a vigorous pounding. "My wife is taking a shower upstairs. We don't have much time!"

"What," Wu Yanya was pushed onto the sofa by him, the violent thrusts making her bounce on the cushions. "Don't you like this feeling? Are you afraid she'll find out?"

Cheng Jian scoffed. "I'm not afraid, and..." His face tightened, and he suddenly unbuckled his belt, binding her hands. "I know you like being fucked like this!"

"Yes, I like it!" Wu Yanya raised her head, coldly looking at his bulging forehead. "I also like being fucked by many men, unlike your old-fashioned wife, who cries after just two men. Isn't that why you like me?"

“Yeah,” Cheng Jian thrust his hips forward, reaching his climax, “That’s the good thing about you, you fucking!” He pulled out, panting, expertly tidying his appearance, not caring whether she was satisfied or not.

Wu Yanya sat up gracefully, reaching out for him to untie the belt binding her hands. “There’s something I’m curious about, do you like me or do you like messing with me?”

“I like you, but I like messing with you even more!” Cheng Jian sat down leisurely behind his desk, his smile full of smug confidence: “Tell me, what do you want?”

Wu Yanya shrugged, taking out a small card and placing it on the table: “I heard you have a club, the membership fee is 200,000, right? This is a card I opened separately.”

Cheng Jian nodded at the card: “Don’t blame me for not warning you, our club isn’t an ordinary club! You… can you handle it?”

“Sure!” Wu Yanya stood up, picked up her torn underwear from the ground and stuffed it into her handbag. “You tell me the time and place, I’ll be there!” She walked to the door, stopped, and looked back at him. “How about… we add another 100,000 to make it 300,000?”

Cheng Jian raised an eyebrow. “I heard you’ve hooked up with the second-generation rich kid of the You family. That sugar daddy isn’t enough for you? This club is too expensive for most people. Are you really determined to join?”

“It’s not about the money!” Wu Yanya smiled slightly and pressed her fingers to her chest. “My soul! I like the purity of my soul after a wild party!”

“Bullshit! I think you need to be fucked!”

“Yes! That’s me! So what?” Wu Yanya raised her head. “I have the right to choose my life. Remember to find a couple of capable ones! Don’t go soft right away!”

“As you wish!” Cheng Jian picked up the card between two fingers. “You can pick whatever you want!”

Wu Yanya smiled back. “What I value is your secrecy. Don’t disappoint me!”

“Sure! Tonight at 9 pm, at the Desire Nine Heavens Pub in the south of the city, there’s a party!”

“I’ll go!”

The door clicked shut. Cheng Jian paused, his fingers twirling the gold card. He strode to the French windows, watching Wu Yanya gracefully sway as she walked through the courtyard.

He looked up; the clock on the wall pointed to 8:30. He pulled out his phone and dialed: “Is this Boss You?”

“It’s me!” You Shiqun was puzzled by the unfamiliar number: “Who are you?”

“Who I am isn’t important! I believe you’ll really enjoy a good show!” Cheng Jian smiled: “The tickets aren’t expensive for you, 500,000! But for us ordinary folks, it’s a considerable sum.”

“What show?” You Shiqun leaned back casually in his armchair. He was always getting these sponsorship calls; it was getting a bit annoying.

“Tonight at 9 pm, at the Desire Nine Heavens pub in the south of the city, there’s a good show, and the lead actress is your future daughter-in-law! Think it over, if you don’t buy the tickets, then…”

A good show? Future daughter-in-law?

"Buy!" You Shiqun raised his voice, "Two tickets, but I have a request!"

"Please speak!"

"I want this great show to be performed only by two people, and it must be kept strictly confidential. As for the script, could I revise it?"

"Sure!" Cheng Jian smiled, "We will adjust the script according to the audience's needs."

Chapter Nineteen A Great Show

A perfect show should have the following key points: First, a cleverly conceived plot; second, the actors should fully utilize the dramatic atmosphere during the performance, which allows the audience to truly immerse themselves in the story and generate profound thoughts and reflections.

Desire Nine Heavens pub, the name alone is terrifying enough! Not to mention the great show that is about to come?

You Yang was very curious why his father brought him here. You Shiqun only said there was a great show, but he didn't say what kind of show it was.

It was a red-brick villa located on a bar street in the south of the city, its exterior walls covered with lush vines. At first glance, no one would guess that it was a high-class club disguised as a bar—a place filled with all sorts of vulgarity and filth, yet also brimming with the greatest human pleasures!

This was Desire Nine Heavens. The front was a pub, and the back entrance was well-hidden, a ring of black metal escalators faintly visible beneath a clump of green bamboo.

You Yang hesitated, glancing at his father. This place was strange. You Shiqun led him down the wide escalator, brushing past a couple.

The woman was dressed in jewels, and when she saw You Yang and his father approaching, she quickly covered her face with a scarf. But You Yang could tell that the woman was probably in her forties, and the boy behind her looked only seventeen or eighteen.

"What kind of hellhole is this?" When You Yang stood in the hall at the bottom of the spiral staircase, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

It was a luxurious hotel lobby decorated like a crystal palace. A man in a sharp suit hurriedly approached: "Mr. You? I'm the owner of Nine Heavens, just call me Cheng Jian!"

You Shiqun nodded: "Oh, it's Boss Cheng. I have a question."

Cheng Jian smiled: "You mean your private phone number? I have my ways of that, this way please!"

"Your club is quite famous," You Shiqun and You Yang were led into a luxuriously decorated private room. One entire wall of the room was made of transparent glass.

Through the glass wall, they could see the adjacent room, which simply had a four-poster bed in the center.

You Shiqun sat down on the sofa chair and turned to look at his son casually: "When does the show start?"

"Well..." Cheng Jian chuckled: "Soon, of course."

"Oh, then please swipe my card!" You Shiqun took out a gold card from his pocket and handed it to Cheng Jian.

"Right away!" Cheng Jian took the card and slowly retreated. Several waiters quietly brought fresh fruit and drinks.

You Yang seemed to realize where You Shiqun had brought him. He looked at You Shiqun with slight embarrassment: "Dad! Why did we come to a place like this?"

You Shiqun smiled slightly: "You Yang, how old are you?"

"24!" You Yang blushed: "But a place like this..."

"What's wrong with coming to a place like this? We're all adults!" You Shiqun poured himself a glass of red wine and took a small sip: "A good show needs a good environment."

"What show?" You Yang felt his throat go dry. How could he not guess what would happen in this ambiguous environment? But he couldn't understand what his father was up to.

"Aren't we becoming voyeurs?"

"Don't worry, we paid for it." You Shiqun rested his hand on his forehead, watching the glass curtain wall in front of him slowly being covered by a curtain. After a while, the lights in the room they were sitting in dimmed, and the curtain slowly opened.

Almost like a movie screening, You Yang saw more than a dozen men and women rolling around on that oversized bed, just like the scenes in adult films commonly seen in boys' dormitories. There were even white and black people among them. These naked men and women were rolling around in a tangled mess, fighting relentlessly!

To be honest, as a normal college student, who hasn't watched adult films? Especially a virile young man like You Yang, whose computer doesn't have dozens of classic adult films stored on it?

But this real-life version…

“Don’t you like it?” You Shiqun asked him, picking up a strawberry and handing it to You Yang. “Relax, the show hasn’t even started yet!”

You Yang took it, his cheeks flushing. “Dad, don’t tell me this is a place you often come to!”

“Oh! What’s so interesting about this? You can’t really see anything,” You Shiqun chuckled softly. “But the one who comes on later will surprise you. Yangyang, you should grow up!”

“Grow up, to become a man like you?” You Yang smiled. “These people make love like animals. I have absolutely no interest in them.”

You Yang’s words abruptly stopped when he saw the room with a slender, charming, and stylish young woman with short, shoulder-length hair.

She swayed her hips, completely naked like a baby. Before she could even reach the large bed, she was overwhelmed by the dark mass of black and white bodies that pounced on the bed.

Suddenly, a stereo system was switched on somewhere in the room, and the sounds from the other room immediately came through clearly…

a variety of moans and screams. You Yang abruptly stood up and strode to the glass wall. The scene of the frenzied group sex—if it were an adult film, perhaps he could accept it, but now he was stunned by the difficult positions and the woman pinned down in the crowd.

That woman… looked familiar…

The room was filled with explicit moans and lewd cries. You Yang stood quietly by the wall, not even noticing You Shiqun walking up behind him.

Wu Yanya!

That woman was Wu Yanya!

If it had been half a month ago, if You Yang had seen this scene, he might have impulsively broken down the barrier and killed all the men and women piled together!

But now…

he looked at this crazy party, at his beloved—the one he thought he would spend his life with—submerged in a sea of arms and legs.

No! The floodwaters hadn't submerged her; Wu Yanya's moans were the loudest. He recognized those soft groans. He coldly watched as she was surrounded by five or six men and women, listening to a white man among them yell in English, "You're such a bitch!"

You Yang couldn't bear it any longer. He suddenly turned to leave!

You Shiqun grabbed his arm: "Son, watch this show!"

"No! I've already decided to break up with her!" You Yang cried, tears streaming down his face. "Why are you making me watch this show?"

"It's not that I want you to watch it; this show came to me on its own!" You Shiqun pressed down on his shoulder: "Turn around and watch it!"

You Yang remained silent for a long time, then turned around. The scene in the room had changed again. Only Wu Yanya remained. Her hands and feet were bound to a metal frame with strong leather straps, and thin ropes tied her into a strange position.

Several masked men with whips and torture instruments surrounded her, whipping and torturing her. The woman's cries weren't of pain but of ecstasy.

"Enough!" You Yang pounded on the thick glass curtain wall, shouting in exasperation, "Shut up! Shut up!"

However, the sounds from this room couldn't be heard by the other room. You Shiqun smiled slightly, turned around, and nodded to the waiter standing by the door. The waiter understood and left.

Suddenly, the men in that room changed the frequency of their whipping. What had been a playful, teasing whipping had now intensified. One of the men even applied a tube of ointment to her body…

You Yang closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and listened to Wu Yanya's increasingly wanton moans. He gritted his teeth, trying to banish the sounds from his mind.

"Ah, so good! A hundred times better than my little brat!" Wu Yanya's moans assaulted You Yang's ears. If his heart had been beating warmly just moments before, now, amidst these lewd words, his warm heart slowly hardened.

Wu Yanya's groans intensified, suddenly making him open his eyes. Only Wu Yanya remained in the room; the men were gone. Wu Yanya was bound in a bizarre position, dangling in mid-air…

“Hmm… Where did everyone go?” she writhed with difficulty. “It hurts so much…”

You Yang coldly watched her writhing body. “What did you put on her?”

“An aphrodisiac, I guess?” You Shiqun's tone was nonchalant. “It’ll make her feel terrible, but unfortunately, no one can help her relieve her pent-up desire. She can’t do it herself, so she has to stay bound like that for her own pleasure.”

You Yang turned his head to look directly into You Shiqun’s eyes. “It was you!”

“It wasn’t me!” You Shiqun met his gaze. “It was you. You can decide whether to let her down, whether to give her the antidote.”

“Dad, you’re cruel!” A tear slid down You Yang’s cheek. “Why did you make me see all this? It’s not just about preventing me from getting married, is it?”

“Son,” You Shiqun raised his finger to wipe away his tears, “I just want you to understand that true love does exist in the world, but it’s very, very rare. Growing up comes at a price. I hope this tear is the last one I see you shed in my lifetime.”

Chapter Twenty: Tears

Friend, why are you crying?

When you were little, maybe it was because a friend took your toy. When you grow up, maybe it’s because the person you love doesn’t love you back. In short, the reasons for crying are varied and strange, nothing more than unfulfilled wishes, or feelings of injustice, or… because of love.

When Jingzhi saw her mother, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. In just over a month, her mother had undergone three rounds of chemotherapy and radiation therapy, and she had become emaciated.

Xue Ran brought her mother some nutritious rice porridge. To avoid worrying Jingzhi, her mother mustered her strength, picked up a spoon, and swallowed with difficulty. She had long since lost her sense of taste due to the painful treatment.

Jingzhi had seen her mother’s scans; the ugly tumor occupied her lungs and trachea, obstructing her breathing.

She had lost so much weight; the persistent low-grade fever was slowly consuming the little fat left on her body.

When Jingzhi bathed her mother, her mother's thin ribs were clearly visible, like a skeletal specimen from an anatomy.

Jingzhi struggled to hold back her tears.

"My dear daughter!" Her mother held Jingzhi's hand tenderly with her withered fingers. "You've lost weight! Don't work so hard. We don't need to waste money on my illness."

"No, Mom, it hasn't cost much!" Jingzhi forced a smile. "My senior helped me find a high-paying job; it's enough to cover the daily treatments."

"You're lying! MRI, Gamma Knife—which one is cheap?" Her mother's eyes welled with tears. "You borrowed so much money; how will you pay it back?"

This was her mother. Looking at her mother's haggard face, Jingzhi couldn't help but resent the injustice of fate—why did such a terrible disease have to befall her mother? Why was fate so cruel? Why?

"Sis~~~~~~~" Her younger brother tugged at Jingzhi from behind, "Come out for a second!"

Her fifteen-year-old brother was tall and handsome, with a light mustache. Last year he wasn't even as tall as Jingzhi, but in the past year he'd grown to 1.8 meters, and his shoulders had broadened.

Jingzhi noticed with concern that her brother's clothes were too small. He always wore the school uniform, and the sweatpants were too short, like cropped pants, exposing his ankles.

And the sandals he wore were his father's, with his toes clearly protruding beyond the toes.

Jingzhi turned around and saw that her mother was already asleep. "Come on, let your sister take you to buy clothes."

"Wait!" Just as they entered the corridor, Xue Ran suddenly grabbed Jingzhi's arm. "Sister, I'm asking you! Where did all this money come from?"

Jingzhi was taken aback. She looked up and stared directly into her brother's eyes. "Why are you asking this?"

"I just want to know the truth!" Xue Ran pursed his lips, his thick eyebrows furrowing. "I don't want you to suffer. Tell me the truth, and I won't tell Mom."

"What truth?" Jingzhi bit her lip. "I've already told the truth!"

"Then what's this?" Xue Ran held up a small medicine package.

Jingzhi was startled when she saw the light blue package and quickly reached into her pocket.

"Don't bother looking, it fell out of your pocket." Xue Ran shoved the small package into Jingzhi's hand. "Early pregnancy test strip, sis, you think I'm a child who doesn't understand anything? But I can read, I know what this means!"

"Xue Ran..." Jingzhi's voice was weak. Her brother's eyes were burning with intensity, the flames in them enough to incinerate her. "Sis, what does this mean? Please explain!"

"It's not what you think..." Jingzhi shook her head, slowly backing away, leaning against the cold wall. "Please, Xue Ran... don't force me..."

Xue Ran reached out and grabbed her thin shoulders, his knuckles cracking from the force. "Sis, have you forgotten what you promised me? You've forgotten? You... have disappointed me so much!"

He gripped her shoulders tightly, his movements becoming rough with anger. He shook his sister, who only reached his chin, violently. "I hate you! I hate you!"

"Xue Ran..." Before Jingzhi could speak, he suddenly let go of her and strode away. His stubborn back paused after hearing Jingzhi's heart-wrenching cry, but he did not stop.

"Xue Ran, wait!" Jingzhi hurriedly caught up with her younger brother, grabbing his arm, tears welling up in her eyes. Her voice was hoarse with anxiety: "No! Don't tell Mom!"

"You still remember Mom?" Xue Ran stopped, his face already streaked with tears: "Have you forgotten what Mom said? Sister, how could you be so foolish!"

"Xue Ran, please!" Jingzhi no longer cared that they were in a hospital corridor, tightly gripping his arm: "Listen to me, it's not what you think, I didn't..."

"Didn't? Do you think I'm a fool?" Xue Ran's voice was hoarse and grating: "Do you think that after seeing this, you would pretend you know nothing, understand nothing? Sister! If you keep lying to me, it's pointless!"

Jingzhi gritted her teeth, steeling herself to admit it: "Yes! I betrayed myself, but this is different!"

"Haha..." Xue Ran laughed coldly in pain: "Different? How is it different?"

"Let's not argue here, let's go outside and talk!"

Outside the hospital building was a lounge area. Jingzhi and Xueran sat silently facing each other on two stone benches. Jingzhi finally gritted her teeth and admitted, "Yes, I applied and became a surrogate mother."

Xueran, contrary to his previous intense reaction, lowered his head between his knees, unwilling to look up at her. But the ground in front of him was wet with tear stains.

“Being a surrogate mother isn’t shameful!” Jingzhi tried her best to explain, “There was no physical contact; it was IVF, and I didn’t even meet them…”

“Are you telling the truth?” Xue Ran looked up, his eyes red, “Really no hateful men touched you?”

“No!” Jingzhi shook her head firmly, “Everything was perfectly legitimate. I had a child for an infertile couple, and after the birth, we wouldn’t see each other again. There was an agreement for all of that!”

“Sister… why?” Xue Ran suddenly stood up and knelt down in front of her with a thud, “Why did you do this? I’m the son of the family. Even if I had to sell a kidney, I wouldn’t want you to do something like this. Why…”

He buried his head in Jingzhi’s knees and sobbed, “Sister, just now, it’s not that I can’t forgive you, it’s that I can’t forgive myself! How could you be so foolish!”

"Xue Ran!" Jingzhi hesitated for a moment, then stroked his hair. "Sister had no choice but to do this, but sister doesn't regret it. Think about it, helping infertile couples have children is also doing a good deed, isn't it?"

She clenched her teeth tightly, not daring to admit to Xue Ran how she became a surrogate, but insisted that it was through in vitro fertilization, and that the child's parents were just using her body to have a child, nothing more.

"But! How absurd is this?" Xue Ran looked up. "Would you really be willing to sell your own child? You're a girl; after doing this, can your life ever get back on track?"

"Who cares about the future?" Jingzhi smiled bravely. "With money, I can save Mom. Mom picked me up from the roadside and saved me from freezing and starving to death. My life was given to me by Mom. I only want to save Mom."

"But..." Xue Ran stared blankly at Jingzhi for a long time. "How are you going to keep this from Mom?"

"If I really get pregnant," Jingzhi gripped her brother's hand tightly, "you have to help me keep it from Mom. Just say I'm busy with work and can't come back. I'll have to rely on you then!"

"Sister, are you crazy! Are you really going to have this child?"

"I'm not crazy. I just want to have this child!" Jingzhi's gaze was firm. "If a child can save Mom's life, even if I die, I will give birth to him!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Xue Ran looked up at his sister's strong yet gentle face. "Sister, I'm sorry, I was too harsh on you just now. Hit me! Slap me hard!"

He grabbed Jingzhi's hand and started to slap himself, but Jingzhi pulled her hand away. "Silly boy! How could your sister hit you?"

"Sister!" Xue Ran suddenly grabbed Jingzhi's hand, holding it tightly. "Wait for me!"

"Wh-what?" Jingzhi was taken aback by his sudden words. What was this child saying?

Xue Ran seemed to have made a momentous decision. His previously gloomy face suddenly brightened, and his expression became resolute. He gripped Jingzhi's hand tightly and placed it against his chest:

"Sister, I'm going to become very, very strong. Let me take care of you from now on. I won't let you suffer any more grievances!"

"Silly boy!" Jingzhi was amused by his abrupt declaration: "Then you have to study hard! Study hard so you can get into a prestigious university, find a good job, and marry a beautiful woman! How happy Mom and I will be then!" "

Okay!" Xue Ran held Jingzhi's hand tightly: "Give me five years, sister, you must wait for me!"

"What are you saying?" Jingzhi smoothed his messy hair, which had grown quite long. She was going to take him to the barbershop and buy him new clothes: "You're only 15. In five years, you'll only be 20. Starting a business is too young! Right now, all I ask is that you study hard. In ten years, you'll definitely be successful!"

"I'm 17 by the Chinese age reckoning!" Xue Ran suddenly stubbornly dodged her hand that was stroking his hair. "Don't always say I'm 15!"

"Oh, if you count by the Chinese age reckoning, I'm 20!" Jingzhi smiled. "Let's go back to the ward quickly. It wouldn't be good if Mom woke up and we weren't there. Remember, don't let it slip."

She stood up and walked towards the hospital building, but she didn't see Xue Ran, who was still kneeling in place, his gaze gentle yet strong, tears welling up in his eyes.

Chapter 21 Pregnancy

Is she really pregnant?

Jingzhi stared blankly at the red line on the small test strip in her hand, a faint, almost pinkish line, almost invisible, but undeniably present.

"No!" Jingzhi covered her mouth, trembling as she groaned. Oh my god, it was really true!

In that instant, tears welled up in Jingzhi's eyes again. These past few days, that woman had been calling every day to confirm, which had terrified her.

Afraid that if she didn't get pregnant, she would have to go through it all again…

“You said you're pregnant?” Wu Yanya leaned lazily against the sofa: “Great, that's good news! The money? You'll have to wait. I transferred the money to the surrogacy agency first, and they transferred it to you from there. I don't know why it hasn't arrived yet…”

“Please, my mother urgently needs this second advance payment. It's confirmed she's pregnant. Please give her the money…”

"So what if it's confirmed? You just got pregnant, you might not be able to stand up! Here's what we'll do, go to the hospital for a full checkup, get a detailed certificate from the hospital, and send it to the surrogacy agency!"

"Okay!" Jingzhi was unwilling, but didn't dare say anything more.

She just wanted to go to the hospital for another checkup as soon as possible. "Silly girl, that woman is just stalling you!" Ding Lei complained on the phone, "You should have taken me with you when you signed the agreement! Now look what happened, you're in a passive position! But your agreement is with the surrogacy agency, so if you want more money, just call the surrogacy agency, don't bother with her."

"Okay, I remember! I just finished my checkup, all the indicators are normal, I'll take the test report to that company."

Jingzhi saw the bus had arrived and quickly ended the call. She stepped onto the bus step, still holding the phone in her left hand, and reached for her bus card with her right.

Suddenly, the bus started moving unexpectedly. Jingzhi lost her balance, was jolted by the sudden start, and, having missed her step, fell.

Her head slammed heavily against the metal bar by the bus door. The screech of the bus's brakes and the screams of the surrounding crowd suddenly seemed distant…

“What happened? What happened?”

she heard someone shout, “Someone fell! Oh my god, there’s blood…”

“Oh dear! This girl is bleeding so much…”

Bleeding? Jing instinctively clutched her lower abdomen. Oh my god, she was jolted by the bus and fell. Could it be… her baby, the baby in her belly!

Traffic jam again! You Yang patted the steering wheel in frustration. The street corner ahead led directly to the entrance of the Central Hospital.

Intersections were already busy, and with the hospital entrance, there were always many taxis waiting for passengers. Now… He leaned out of the window, seeing that the traffic jam wouldn't ease anytime soon.

What bad luck!

He leaned back in his seat. It seemed he was going to be late for today's meeting!

What on earth caused the traffic jam? He glanced back at the long line of cars stretching over a mile, then got out of the car and pushed through the crowd to see what was happening.

What he saw was horrifying. In the dense crowd, a large bus was blocked in the middle of the road with its door half-open. A simply dressed girl lay on the side of the road, a pool of blood on the ground…

The bus driver had gotten off, but he was fawning over the traffic police who had come to handle the accident, offering them cigarettes.

Everyone was gathered around, but they all just watched, no one daring to reach out and help the unconscious girl.

An old-fashioned mobile phone lay shattered on the ground not far from You Yang's feet.

You Yang pushed through the crowd. The girl was lying face down on the ground, wearing a cheap floral dress, her disheveled hair soaked in a shocking pool of blood!

You Yang pushed aside the driver blocking the way, bent down, and picked up the girl.

"Hey, what are you doing!" The driver suddenly stopped him. "Don't move! The ambulance hasn't arrived yet. If you move her and something happens to her, you'll be responsible!"

"Get out of the way!" You Yang was also angry. "Didn't you see her head is bleeding? There's a hospital right next door. Why wait for an ambulance!"

"No! If you carry her away like this, how will the accident report be made?" The driver was also anxious. "You're really meddling in other people's business!

" "I'm going to meddle in this!" You Yang was also anxious. "Move aside! She's bleeding so much. How can she not be taken to the hospital?"

"Ugh..." Jingzhi vaguely felt herself being picked up. She helplessly grabbed the person's clothes. "Please, don't let... my child..."

"What?" You Yang carried the frail girl into the outpatient building. The tangled bloodstains in her hair stained his white shirt. As he ran, he brought his ear close to Jingzhi's lips: "What did you say? I can't hear you! Doctor! Doctor! We need to get her to the emergency room!"

The world is a strange place. Without money, you can't even get into a hospital.

But if you have money, well, welcome!

You Yang, carrying the blood-soaked Jingzhi, rushed to the emergency room. The nurse glanced at Jingzhi's obviously worn and cheap dress and leisurely told You Yang to queue for registration.

Then You Yang pulled out a business card and slapped it in front of her: "Tell your director to immediately open the You Group's VIP ward! Find the best doctor!"

"Ah! I'm sorry!" The nurse had never seen anything like it. Good heavens, the You Group? Wasn't that the You Group that invested in building that new outpatient building for the hospital? "I'll call right away!"

You Yang finally had a moment to turn around and look at Jingzhi lying on the simple bed in the emergency room.

She was a thin and quiet girl, her messy hair tangled with blood clots, half of her face covered in blood, her long eyelashes fluttering, her small lips and upturned nose...

You Yang's heart suddenly skipped a beat...

This...this...this girl...

He hesitated and reached out to brush the messy hair from Jingzhi's face...

"Where, where? Where is she?"

The commotion outside the door momentarily distracted him. The emergency room door was pushed open by a group of doctors. Before You Yang could react, the lead doctor grabbed his hand!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. You!" The doctor kept apologizing: "I didn't know it was you. The nurse was inconsiderate. Where is the patient? Quick! Quick! Quickly to the intensive care unit!"

You Yang nodded: "Do everything you can to save this girl. All expenses will be charged to our company's account!"

He checked his watch. The meeting was definitely going to be late, but he still had to go.

He was about to leave when, unexpectedly, the unconscious girl suddenly cried out clearly, "No! No! My child~~~~~~"

That familiar voice!

You Yang turned around in surprise, watching Jingzhi being wheeled out of the emergency room by the nurses. That girl's voice?

He shook his head in confusion. He must be going crazy. For the past month, that hazy morning, that sleeping girl with only half her face showing, kept flashing before his eyes…

He must have confused this girl with the girl he knew!

The phone suddenly rang. As he walked towards the door, he took it out and saw it was Wu Yanya!

He immediately turned it off and switched it off.

To hell with her! He would never answer her calls again!

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