The Gate of Desire [Complete] - 14

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Bathing in the River of Love

Yang Letian gently licked Yuan Tingting's slender, smooth neck and the exposed skin of her arms with his tongue. She tilted her head back, her small mouth slightly open, and moaned softly. While gently kneading Yuan Tingting's breasts, Yang Letian pulled her t-shirt up from the bottom. Now she was only wearing a light blue bra. Yang Letian finally saw Yuan Tingting's full breasts, which easily aroused the imagination. Such breasts matched her perfect figure seamlessly.

Yang Letian licked Yuan Tingting's silky smooth skin, lingering on the bra. Yuan Tingting began to pant rapidly, her body hot and restless. Yang Letian's hands caressed her bare back, unhooking her bra. When Yang Letian's mouth took her nipple into his mouth, she cried out. Yang Letian thought he had hurt her, so he released her. Yuan

Tingting seemed to be shivering with cold, her trembling breasts revealing a deep cleavage, where a jade-like nipple hung. The room was eerily quiet; it was as if they could hear each other's heartbeats. She instinctively reached out to cover her breasts, but Yang Letian easily lifted her up, yanked off the bedspread, and slammed her onto the bed.

He quickly undressed. Yuan Tingting boldly looked at him, smoothing her disheveled hair. Her proudly erect breasts trembled slightly with the movement of her arms, her jewel-like nipples half-exposed, half-recessed in the areolas. Her slender waist and full, upturned buttocks formed a beautiful arc, extending to her shapely legs and slender ankles.

Yang Letian didn't immediately remove his underwear. Yuan Tingting saw his thick, hard erection creating a huge tent, and her breathing quickened again. She lowered her head, averting her gaze. Yang Letian stretched out beside Yuan Tingting. A passionate, hungry web spread out around her, and Yuan Tingting turned to her side. Yang Letian's hands slipped under her armpits, cupping her soft breasts, then he pulled her tightly into his arms, his chest pressed against her smooth back. The firm skin of his legs touched hers, the pressure of his ribs sending a hot, sweet sensation into her breasts. This sweetness melted Yuan Tingting's heart; her gasps turned into soft moans. Yang Letian cupped one of her breasts in each hand, using his fingertips to gently or firmly trace circles from the outside in, all the way to the slightly erect nipple.

His mouth licked Yuan Tingting's earlobe from the side; passion enveloped her, her body throbbing with desire. Yuan Tingting twisted her body, her slender hands gripping Yang Letian's arm tightly, her small, pert buttocks rubbing against his erect penis. Yang Letian's lust flared, his hands increasing pressure, squeezing Yuan Tingting's tender breasts violently, then he turned and pressed himself against her, making her lie face down.

Yang Letian's tongue slowly licked down the undulating curves of her back. His hand moved from her breasts to Yuan Tingting's lower body, unbuttoning her pants. She cooperated, bending her legs, and Yang Letian easily pulled them down. Then he slipped his hand inside Yuan Tingting's lace-trimmed panties, stopping at the slightly damp pubic hair, before gently pulling them down again.

Yang Letian's hands and tongue were like red-hot irons, igniting wherever they touched Yuan Tingting. Yuan Tingting's waist writhed violently, like dancing flames. Yang Letian's face pressed against Yuan Tingting's buttocks, gently but firmly parting her legs, exposing the girl's most secret forest before his eyes; in the center of that pubic hair, the entrance was slightly ajar. Yang Letian very gently licked the inner thigh, the sweet scent stirring his heart.

Yang Letian deliberately avoided touching Yuan Tingting's pubic hair, only attacking it with his hot breath. Yuan Tingting murmured something incoherently. Yang Letian had melted away her last shred of shyness; all her senses were awakened by him, her soft, fleshy body being plucked like the strings of a harp.

Yuan Tingting arched her back, then collapsed weakly. Yang Letian kissed down the inside of her jade-like legs, his hands massaging her buttocks incessantly. When his lips touched Yuan Tingting's slender ankle, he hadn't expected it to be her sensitive spot. She trembled as if electrocuted, groaning loudly as if overwhelmed. Yang Letian got out

of bed, stood at the foot of the bed, lifted one of Yuan Tingting's legs, and sucked on her toes. She excitedly rolled over, her jade-like hands pressing against her breasts, her face filled with a dazed expression. Yang Letian slowly removed his last bit of clothing, revealing his magnificent, naked male body before her. His penis stood proudly, thick as a pillar, hard as iron; to Yuan Tingting, it was now the king's scepter, awaiting its thunderous strike.

Yuan Tingting seemed drawn up by Yang Letian, kneeling on the bed, her lotus-root-like arms encircling his body, her burning face pressed against his chest. His penis was almost touching her deep cleavage. Her hands traced deep nail marks on Yang Letian's back, and Yuan Tingting caressed Yang Letian's firm, smooth buttocks, feeling his immense desire.

Yang Letian lowered Yuan Tingting, bending down to kiss her soft, high breasts, which were like full pears, forming a striking contrast with her slender waist. Yang Letian's licking and sucking made her nipples proudly stand erect, as if drawn by a powerful magnet. Yuan Tingting stretched her body back, fully accepting his caresses. Then Yang Letian pressed her buttocks down forcefully, bringing them closer to his lower body. Yuan Tingting's rounded legs parted and clamped around Yang Letian's waist, and Yuan Tingting leaned back more and more, her dark, soft hair spreading across the bed, her delicate, flushed face covered in beads of sweat.

Yang Letian abruptly scooped up the youthful and supple body and threw her onto the bed. They embraced tightly, their legs, thighs, buttocks, chests, and faces melting together. Yang Letian caressed Yuan Tingting's smooth, soft skin while kissing her. His tongue began on her cheek, tracing the curves of her body along one side, down to her lovely calves, and then along the other side to the center of her vulva. He licked the love juice flowing from Yuan Tingting, then her flat, warm belly, her swollen nipples, and her smooth, slender neck.

Yuan Tingting searched and finally found Yang Letian's lips, kissing them tightly without letting go. At the same time, Yuan Tingting's trembling, beautiful body began to rub against him incessantly. Her legs were wide open, her back arched with excitement, rising and falling rhythmically. Yang Letian felt as if he were beneath thick, soft grass, the wind whistling in his ears from the distant fields, and the flower's core seemed like a black hole, drawing him in. His thick, erect member pressed against the entrance of her flower chamber, eager to break through and conquer. Her petals had parted slightly, enveloping his sharp tip.

Yuan Tingting's panting grew increasingly rapid, as if she could no longer wait, her passion erupting like a volcano. Her lotus-root-like arms rose, her slender hands grasping Yang Letian's shoulders. Yang Letian lowered his body, embracing her tightly, and amidst her heavenly moans, they became one.

At this moment, a wild, unrestrained smile flashed across Yang Letian's face. Yuan Tingting allowed him to do as he pleased. Yang Letian sometimes charged forward, sometimes maneuvered and attacked, sometimes surged and churned, sometimes gently thrust. They changed positions, their movements perfectly synchronized, like fish in water.

Yuan Tingting's soul danced in the fireworks, her passion transforming into beautiful spring flowers. Unconsciously, her fingers dug deep into Yang Letian's back. Yang Letian felt the pain, but he also sensed her ecstasy. To reach paradise with her, Yang Letian quickened his pace, and in the final sprint, the two of them reveled in the climax of pleasure.

"What time is it?" Yuan Tingting asked after the climax.

"It's past eight, isn't it? You lie down for a while, I'll go ask the waiter to clear the table," Yang Letian said, patting her face. Soon, two waiters came in and cleared the table. In the meantime, Yuan Tingting covered herself with the blanket and pretended to be asleep, while Yang Letian stood by the window in a nightgown, gazing silently at the dark outside.

After the waiter left, Yang Letian came over, sat down next to Yuan Tingting, and reached his hand under the covers to gently stroke her back. He said, "Get up and take a bath. I'll run the water for you."

"Just a shower, I'm afraid the bathtub isn't clean. Oh dear, I have no strength at all. Can you carry me in?" Yuan Tingting said coquettishly, stretching out her arms.

Yang Letian picked her up and whispered in her ear, "Let's shower together." Yuan Tingting buried her face in his chest and nodded. Yang Letian first went to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and adjusted the water temperature. Then he gently helped Yuan Tingting undress. Yuan Tingting stood there quietly, feeling his tenderness and care. As he removed her clothes, Yang Letian kissed her naked body gently, and Yuan Tingting felt very comfortable. Soon, her body was completely exposed to Yang Letian.

"Go shower, darling!"

Yang Letian helped Yuan Tingting's soft body to the showerhead. Soon, Yang Letian also took off his clothes and squeezed into the steam. Yang Letian used shower gel to lather Yuan Tingting's body, while Yuan Tingting leaned against the wall, letting Yang Letian wash her. Yuan Tingting felt uncomfortable with Yang Letian's hard penis pressing against her buttocks, so she changed positions, facing him, and gently held his penis, stroking it tenderly…

A day of sightseeing was indeed exhausting, and combined with the alcohol and their passionate lovemaking, both felt dizzy and weak. Yuan Tingting let Yang Letian's head rest against her chest, and she gently drifted off to sleep.

The next day, the birdsong in the mountains woke them both simultaneously.

"What time is it?" Yuan Tingting asked.

Yang Letian glanced at his phone beside his pillow and told her, "It's past seven."

However, neither of them wanted to get up, enjoying the comfort and peace of the bed. The curtains weren't fully drawn, letting in a few rays of light. The only sound was the melodious singing of the mountain birds; the rain had stopped, so it must be a beautiful day after the storm. After the exhilarating lovemaking of the previous night, weariness and sweetness filled their hearts.

Yang Letian and Yuan Tingting both turned off their phones. No one urged them to get up, and no one disturbed them. They could forget everything, do nothing, as if they had entered another world, a world where only Yang Letian and Yuan Tingting existed. They could live without worldly concerns, with only one thing to do—to make love tirelessly. Sex truly could elevate one to a new level, experiencing climax, reaping pleasure, and forgetting all worries. Although this couldn't be their permanent residence, to be able to come to this paradise with one's beloved would surely make the relentless passage of time seem more lenient, allowing youth to linger a little longer and time to slow down.

Yuan Tingting got out of bed naked and drew back the curtains. The dazzling sunlight and fresh air rushed into the room. The view outside the window was of mountains and lakes, green hills and clear waters, vast and boundless, captivating the view. Yuan Tingting was instantly intoxicated; at that moment, she truly wanted to jump naked into nature's embrace.

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Xiaoman Comes to Invite

Yuan Tingting. Yuan Tingting stood blankly by the window, lost in thought, when Yang Letian gently embraced her from behind, his hands grasping her breasts briefly before his fingertips lightly brushed her back, slowly sliding down to her genitals. Yuan Tingting quickly couldn't resist, so she placed her hands on the windowsill, lowered her head, and raised her buttocks high. To welcome Yang Letian's entry, she mentally transformed herself into a beautiful peacock, feeling a surge of passion and burning desire at her bold posture.

After a night's rest, Yang Letian seemed even more energetic, thrusting in with a straight, powerful motion. Wild lovemaking in the wilderness is a romantic dream for many. Although they weren't in the mountains, gazing at the beautiful nature, bathed in the morning sunlight, listening to the mountain winds and birdsong, and being with her beloved, Yuan Tingting was completely intoxicated.

Yang Letian thrust in very deep, his movements particularly forceful, each stroke eliciting uncontrollable moans and cries from Yuan Tingting. Hearing Yuan Tingting's excited shouts, Yang Letian couldn't help but yell, "Great! So exhilarating! So thrilling, so beautiful!" The two of them immersed themselves in the enchanting scenery of Xiaoyanshan.

That day, they explored a large cave again, then visited several surrounding peaks, enjoying themselves immensely for most of the day. They returned to Linhai City after 5 PM. Yuan Tingting drove to the building where Yang Letian lived. Neither of them got out of the car, gazing at each other quietly. After a long while, Yuan Tingting finally spoke softly, "These past two days have been the happiest two days of the past two years."

"Me too!" Yang Letian said affectionately, looking into Yuan Tingting's clear eyes.

"Do you think we can always be this happy as we are these past two days?" Yuan Tingting leaned against Yang Letian's chest and said softly, a hint of sadness in her voice.

"Yes, we will, we definitely will!" Yang Letian said, stroking Yuan Tingting's silky smooth hair. Although Yang Letian spoke with such certainty, he lacked confidence deep down, because he still didn't know who he would spend his future with. Every girl he had been with was so outstanding, so captivating, making it impossible for him to choose; giving up any of them was something he didn't want to do.

"Go upstairs," Yang Letian said softly.

Yuan Tingting shook her head and said, "No, I need to go home and visit."

Yang Letian remembered that it was Sunday, and as usual, she was going home to have dinner with her family, so he said, "Alright then, it's getting

late, you should go home quickly, don't keep your family waiting."

"Mm," Yuan Tingting nodded obediently, then offered her lips, and the two kissed passionately for a while before reluctantly parting.

Only after watching Yuan Tingting's car disappear from his sight did Yang Letian turn back and go upstairs. Upon reaching his third-floor apartment, Yang Letian saw a girl sitting on the stairs in front of his door. She had her knees drawn up to her chest, her head buried between her legs, so Yang Letian wasn't sure who she was. Just then, the girl heard someone coming up the stairs and looked up. Their eyes met, and Yang Letian was so startled he almost fell down the stairs.

It turned out the girl was Wei Luman. Seeing Wei Luman wasn't particularly surprising, but seeing her at his doorstep was astonishing. "How did she know where I live? If she knows I live here, could she know something else?" Yang Letian wondered. "Why is Wei Luman here?"

"Where have you been these past two days? You've disappeared, and your phone isn't on," Wei Luman said, jumping up and bombarding Yang Letian with questions.

"I had a couple of days off, so I went out with some friends. What? Need something?" Yang Letian said casually, inwardly thinking, "Thank goodness!" If he had brought Yuan Tingting up earlier, there would have been a real show. But once the show was over, his own show would probably be over too.

"Going out? Why didn't you invite me?" Wei Luman said angrily.

"Invite you? You're a high-ranking executive in the company now, how could I dare to invite you so easily?" Yang Letian said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"What high-ranking executive? It's boring!" Wei Luman said listlessly, "If it weren't for helping Aunt Yu deal with that little vixen Yuan Tingting, I wouldn't have come here. Besides you and Aunt Yu, I don't know anyone here. How boring!"

"Come in and we'll talk." Yang Letian opened the door and gestured for her to enter.

Entering Yang Letian's room, Wei Luman looked around and frowned, saying, "Why is it so messy?" But then she smiled and said, "Well, this is more like a single man's room. If your place were always so tidy, I'd definitely suspect that a girl comes to clean for you every day. Oh, by the way, why don't you live with Sister Yun, your girlfriend?"

Yang Letian laughed, "We're not as avant-garde as you, doing that premarital cohabitation thing."

Wei Luman rolled her eyes at him and said, "Tch, don't pretend to be innocent in front of me. I know you; you can't wait to get a pretty girl into bed. Besides, you and your girlfriend have done 'that' before."

Yang Letian chuckled, "What have we done?"

"Get lost! You know perfectly well," Wei Luman scolded. "You don't even offer your guests anything? Is this how you treat guests?"

"Fine, what would you like to drink? But let me make it clear, I only have plain water."

"Really! When you came to my house, I served you the finest coffee, and now that I'm here, you're offering me plain water? You have no conscience!"

"Hehe, Miss, please be honest. I don't usually have many guests, so I haven't prepared any fancy things. If I had known you were coming, I would have prepared the finest bird's nest to entertain you."

"Stop joking, quickly pour me a glass of water."

Yang Letian asked while pouring water from the water dispenser, "How did you know I lived here?"

"Hehe, of course I had a way of finding out."

"What way?"

"Hehe, I won't tell you, but I have my own clever plan." Wei Luman said smugly.

Yang Letian's expression didn't seem to indicate she knew about his affairs. As long as she didn't know he had lied to her, he had nothing to worry about and didn't bother to ask how she knew his address. So he smiled and said, "Fine, don't tell me then. I don't want to know anyway."

Seeing his response, Wei Luman proactively said, "Hehe, Aunt Yu told me. I'm staying at her house now."

Yang Letian thought to himself, "Yu Jie told me? How would she know? She doesn't seem to have come here." After thinking for a while, Yang Letian realized that when he joined the company, he had a file containing his personal information. As the general manager, Yu Jie naturally had the right to access his file, so it wasn't surprising that she knew his address.

"I asked you to bring me a glass of water. What are you standing there like an idiot for?" Wei Luman said, displeased.

"Oh, coming, coming!" Yang Letian hurriedly brought her a glass of water. Just then, Wei Luman's phone rang. She picked it up and said, "Yeah, she's back. We'll be right back. Okay, bye!"

Yang Letian guessed she was talking to Yu Jie, since she had just said that in this city, she only knew him and Yu Jie. But he pretended not to understand and asked, "Who called? Where are you going?"

"You're so dense! Of course it's Aunt Yu. Do you even need to ask?" Wei Luman said. "It's Sunday today. Aunt Yu and I made some dishes, so we wanted to invite you to eat with us. But your phone was off every time we called, so I had to come in person. I didn't expect to be turned away. Sigh, it's so hard to invite you to dinner these days. You're really something!"

"Hehe, where? I never thought you'd invite me to dinner! If I had known, I wouldn't have gone anywhere today, and my phone would have been on 24/7, just waiting for your call," Yang Letian said with a grin.

"Hmph, you wouldn't have thought of that? You've thought of and accomplished things ten times harder than this, so how could you not have thought of this?" Wei Luman said, blushing. Yang Letian understood what she meant; she was referring to his ambiguous relationship with Yu Jie. If he really had an ambiguous relationship with Yu Jie, that would be easier to explain, but there was nothing between them at all. The idea that they were lovers was entirely fabricated to deceive Wei Luman. Therefore, Yang Letian didn't know what to say for a moment and could only stand there awkwardly.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Wei Luman chuckled and whispered, "Have you spent any time with Aunt Yu these past few days? In Shanghai, your girlfriend practically took up all your time."

Seeing Wei Luman's giggling, Yang Letian's mind opened up, and he grinned mischievously, "No, you took up some of my time too. How can you say it was all taken up by Sister Yun?"

"Get lost!" Wei Luman playfully punched him. "Don't change the subject. Tell me honestly, have you spent any time with Aunt Yu?"

"Don't you live with her? Don't you know whether you've spent time with her or not?" Yang Letian said with a grin.

"Tch, would you spend time with her in front of me?"

"No, I haven't been alone with her since I got back," Yang Letian said with a laugh. “She’s not as thirsty as you,”

Wei Luman said shyly. “What are you talking about? Have I been looking for you these past few days? Even if I did come today, it was because they asked me to. Otherwise, who would want to see your lewd face?”

“Hehe, I’m lewd, I’m shameless, okay? Let’s go, I’m starving.”

When they arrived at Yu Jie’s house, they found Qingyu already standing at the door looking out. When she saw Yang Letian coming, she hurriedly went up to him and asked, “Brother, why are you only coming now? Where have you been today? I’ve been calling you all day and your phone is off.”

“Where else could he be? He’s probably out fooling around with his cronies,” Wei Luman said from the side.

Qingyu looked at Wei Luman, then at Yang Letian and asked, "Sister Xiaoman, is what she said true? Who did you go off with and where did you go gallivanting?"

"Don't listen to her nonsense. There are no bad friends here! They're all legitimate friends. We went to Xiaoyanshan for a trip, and to avoid being disturbed, we all turned off our phones," Yang Letian explained. Then he said to Wei Luman, "Don't ruin my image in front of Xiaoyu later."

Wei Luman covered her mouth and laughed, "I'm happy, I'm willing, what's it to you? Besides, your image is already ruined, hehe!"

"You guys stop bickering outside, come in and eat! The food's getting cold," Yu Jie called from inside.

The table was set with eight dishes and a soup, a rather lavish spread. This was Yang Letian's second time dining at Yu Jie's house. Compared to the previous time, this meal was much more relaxed. He felt no pressure or reservations, and the presence of three beautiful women made him feel like he was the center of attention. It was a completely different experience from the last time! After dinner, Yang Letian and Qingyu sat on the sofa watching TV, while Yu Jie and Wei Luman went into the kitchen to clean up the dishes. This scene suddenly gave Yang Letian a feeling of home—warm and inviting!

" Brother, what are you thinking about?" Qingyu asked, tugging at his arm. "Hehe, I was thinking that your mother and your sister Xiaoman are both high-level leaders in the company, and I'm their subordinate. But now, my superiors are working, and I, their subordinate, am leisurely watching TV. I feel really bad!" Yang Letian said, feigning concern. "Hehe, don't be shy," Qingyu laughed. "Brother, when will you take me to Xiaoyanshan for a visit?" "Take you? You're about to take the college entrance exam, do you still have time to go out and play? Besides, your mom won't allow you to go." "Then we'll go secretly!" Yang Letian was startled and quickly said, "Please spare me, Miss, if your mom finds out, she'll fire me." "Hmph, coward!" Qingyu turned her head away and ignored him. "How about this, after your college entrance exam, I'll take you on a trip with your mom." Yang Letian saw that Qingyu was really angry, so he comforted her. "Really?" Qingyu turned around and said. "Of course, when have I ever lied to you?" "Hehe, that's more like it, like you, brother. Come on, let's watch TV." Qingyu pulled his arm and half-reclined in his arms. Normally, having a beautiful young girl lying in one's arms would be a pleasant thing, but at this moment, Yang Letian only felt uncomfortable all over. He thought to himself, "If Yu Jie sees this, it's fine, but if Wei Luman sees it, she will definitely think that I want to make a move on Qingyu." But as the saying goes, what you fear most is what happens. Just as Yang Letian was thinking this, a familiar voice rang in his ear.

"Here you go." Wei Luman placed a cappuccino she'd bought from Starbucks and a piece of pine nut cake on a plate and handed it to Yang Letian.

Yang Letian looked up at her, and she was staring intently at him, her eyes radiating a kind of lethal force. Yang Letian's sixth sense quickly told him that Wei Luman had a problem with him, and a significant one at that. So he couldn't, and dared not, meet her gaze again, instead scanning her eyes for her delicate nose, bright red lips, fair chin, slender neck, and full, rounded breasts. Her breasts, accentuated by her tight black t-shirt, were full and alluring, tempting one to plunge in and let the curves of her breasts overwhelm them.

"We...we already ate, didn't we?" Yang Letian stammered.

"That was the main course, this is a dessert, you understand?" Wei Luman said arrogantly.

"Oh, brother, if you won't eat, I will." Qingyu said, taking the plate of dessert from Wei Luman's hand.

"Hmph, I'll give you some, you won't eat it? Fine, don't eat it then!" With that, Wei Luman turned and left. As she turned, Yang Letian saw her slender waist, her full hips, and her long, shapely legs. What a beautiful woman, a woman of breathtaking beauty and abundant charm!

Yang Letian suddenly felt a surge of excitement, his desires churning within him. He wanted to inhale her fragrance with his lips, to embrace her body with his arms, to caress her skin with his hands, to explore her mysterious treasures with his tongue, to give her warmth and trembling, to bite her earlobe and desperately whisper, "I want to cover you! Possess you! Ruin you! Make you feel like you're dying and coming back to life!" But he couldn't! At least not yet!

Faced with his increasingly strong psychological urges and increasingly obvious physical reactions, Yang Letian began to get restless. To avoid Qingyu noticing anything further, he quickly stood up and said, "It's getting late, I think I should go back. Thank you for your hospitality, Ms. Yu."

At this moment, Yu Jie finished packing her things and came out with a cup of coffee. Seeing Yang Letian get up to leave, she urged him to stay, "It's still early, sit a little longer."

"Yes, brother, please sit a little longer," Qingyu also didn't want Yang Letian to leave so soon.

Since both of them were trying to persuade him to stay, Yang Letian couldn't insist on leaving, otherwise it would seem ungrateful. So he sat down again, but a little further away from Qingyu.

"Xiaoyu, stop watching TV and go back to your room to study," Yu Jie said sternly.

"Hmph, you make me study right after I've eaten, leaving me no time to relax at all. This is just like how landlords treated their farmhands in the old society!" Qingyu grumbled, looking dissatisfied.

"Stop complaining. Go on!" Yu Jie remained unmoved. Qingyu reluctantly got up and walked towards her room. When she reached Yu Jie's back, she stuck her tongue out at her, made a face, and even made a boxing gesture with both hands. Yang Letian was sitting opposite Yu Jie, so he saw everything. He wanted to laugh but dared not, struggling to hold it in.

Yu Jie noticed something was wrong with Yang Letian's face, so she turned around and saw Qingyu making a boxing gesture at her. She was both annoyed and amused, and said with a stern face, "It seems you're not in the mood to study even at home. Xiaoman, do you have any plans for tonight?"

"No, I don't have any friends here, so what plans do I have?" Wei Luman, who was sitting next to her, said.

“Alright, you stay home and watch over Xiaoyu, don’t let her watch TV or play games. Letian and I are going out for a walk.” Yu Jie finished speaking and then said to Yang Letian, “Wait a moment, I’ll go inside and change my clothes.”

Yang Letian was uneasy, wondering what Yu Jie wanted to talk to him about. Wei Luman gave him an ambiguous smile, and Yang Letian knew the meaning behind it, thinking to himself, “If only it were as you think.”

The noisy “Love Silk” bar was much quieter than usual. Yang Letian and Yu Jie sat by the window.

Yang Letian ordered a cocktail called “Ice and Fire,” while Yu Jie only ordered a sweet ice cream. Just

as Yang Letian was about to speak, he suddenly saw his former colleague, Chen Jun. She was sitting next to a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls. She had a cigarette in one hand and her other hand on a girl’s shoulder, tilting her head back and blowing smoke rings. She was whispering something to them, and the girls were cheering and clapping. The girl smiled like a blooming flower, her eyes narrowed into slits. She patted her leg with her hand.

Chen Jun also saw Yang Letian and the others. She winked at them as a greeting. Yu Jie also appeared poised and waved back. Although they didn't work at the same company, they knew each other. Yang Letian thought, "Yu Jie might be hinting at something to her."

Yang Letian looked at Yu Jie's very delicate face, her hair styled in a trendy, flowing mess, her deep eyes like a pool of still water, and her well-fitting light gray business suit making her look refined, dignified, and elegant. This was the first time Yang Letian had looked at Yu Jie so intently. He suddenly discovered that Yu Jie was so tender and graceful, so charming and alluring. Every gesture, every glance, exuded a captivating charm.

It's a woman's nature to believe that charm is innate. Being with her is like reading a charming little poem; she guides you, with her refined manners, through a world of allure, leaving you captivated. She displays charm, but never flaunts it; she cultivates it, but never uses it for personal gain.

Yang Letian ordered another bottle of red wine, and the gentle Yu Jie, holding a glass, smiled softly in the candlelight. Yang Letian appreciatively accepted her gentle, captivating smile. She elegantly sipped the wine, placed it back on the bar, and then her slender fingers gently stroked her light blue phone. Such delicate feminine gestures are rarely seen these days. Yang Letian suddenly felt inexplicably moved by this simple act. Because modern women are so clever and assertive. Their personalities and actions seem to be in sync with the times. Classical elegance and gentleness are extremely rare.

From a biological perspective, a woman's actions implicitly contain sexual implications. They convey this crucial information about reproduction to the opposite sex in various ways, thus competing for a mate with the best genes. This subconscious drive, driven by the need for survival and optimization, was naturally instilled in humanity long before enlightenment. Regardless of how humanity develops or how different the methods, this courtship based on optimization remains the ultimate goal. People express their yearning for beauty and sex through language, actions, physical form, and clothing.

Classical expressions were so delicate, subtle, and complex. They used exquisite poetry, unwavering ideals, meticulous handiwork, fleeting glances, or eternal silence. Humanity used its richest imagination to express its vibrant emotions and love.

But today's sexual displays are so direct, effective, even unrestrained. Naked language spreads shamelessly online. Immediate, brief, stimulating—like a strong liquor drunk in one gulp. Strangely, even the most beautiful poetry becomes insincere, empty, and tasteless under modern sensibilities.

"Letian, I think Xiaoman seems to have a bit of a crush on you," Yu Jie's words jolted Yang Letian back to reality.

"Really? No way?" Yang Letian's heart skipped a beat, secretly admiring her sharp eyes, but he wouldn't admit it aloud.

"You might not think so, but I can tell she really likes you. Even if she doesn't, she at least has feelings for you."

"Oh, I didn't know that," Yang Letian said, feigning concern. "No wonder you asked me out tonight, you wanted to talk about this. So, what do you think I should do?"

"Well, how should I put it? Actually, I don't want to interfere in your relationship. You're both adults and should be able to take responsibility for your actions. It's just that Xiaoman is an excellent girl, but she's not the kind of girl who can easily let go of what she's made of. She's already experienced a setback in love, so her family doesn't want her to go through that again. When she came to Linhai this time, her family repeatedly told me to take good care of her. That's why I wanted to ask about you two." Yu Jie said, taking a sip of red wine.

"I really envy her for having such a good family, such a happy home."

"What? Judging from your tone, it seems your family isn't so happy?" Yu Jie looked at him with pity.

"I have a good mother, but my father passed away a long time ago."

"Really? It must have been very difficult for your mother to raise you."

"My mother was very strict, but I'm melancholic and stubborn. I didn't let her down. I studied hard, reading every book I could get my hands on."

"No wonder you're so knowledgeable and talented; that's what attracts me to you."

"Talented, I wouldn't say. Perhaps it's the influence of my father's genes; I've loved literature since I was little, especially classical poetry."

"If Xiaoman showed interest in you and confessed her love, what would you do?" Yu Jie suddenly changed the subject.

"This…" Yang Letian was speechless for a moment.

Yang Letian was truly speechless. So he took out a cigarette and offered one to Yu Jie. She took it; Yu Jie had beautiful hands. White and slender. Especially the way she smoked, it was beautiful. This time, however, she didn't put the cigarette in her mouth; instead, she placed it on the bar counter, indicating she didn't want to smoke.

The bar gradually filled up, mostly with office workers from nearby buildings. They discussed Microsoft Windows, the fluctuations of NASDAQ, Jungian theory of sexual desire, and Plato's theories of emotion, but they were more adept at expressing love by candlelight and indulging in passion to the tremolo of jazz.

Indeed, why was this the case? Those elegantly dressed women, by day in the office, before cunning clients, and at glittering parties, were perpetually alluring, radiant, and talented angels, inspiring envy in women and desire in men, yet under the candlelight and the tremolo of jazz at night, they couldn't hide the loneliness and sorrow on their faces.

The disco music in the bar began to blare deafeningly. Here, men and women under the bright lights indulged in a life of decadence. All instinctive emotions are laid bare. No words are needed, not even physical gestures; a single glance is enough to find someone to comfort you in the lonely crowd. For those who crave solitude yet cannot bear it, a bar is undoubtedly a dreamland.

Suddenly, a loud "smack" startled everyone in the bar, causing them to turn and look around. At a table near the door, two girls faced off, one with bare face, the other heavily made-up, both with equally furious expressions. A young man in his mid-twenties sat nearby, frowning, his face full of helplessness, shouting, "Are you two ever going to stop?"

The boy stood up, trying to pull the two girls back down, but was unexpectedly thrown off balance. The heavily made-up girl slapped the boy, then lunged at the other girl, grabbing her arm and dragging her roughly towards the door. The boy touched his face, then suddenly roared, "Is this enough now?!" He grabbed a bottle of beer from the table and smashed it against his head. Drinks mixed with blood streamed down the boy's forehead.

The two girls froze. The plain-looking girl burst into tears and ran out of the bar, while the other girl stamped her foot and followed suit. The boy walked expressionlessly to the bar: "Miss, another bottle of Tiger."

Looking at the half-empty bottle of beer in his hand, Yang Letian suddenly felt that he should leave after finishing this bottle. The violence and restlessness here didn't suit him. At that moment, Yu Jie held out a glass. "Come on, bottoms up."

Before Yang Letian could even sober up, she tilted her head back and gulped down the entire glass of wine. Yang Letian and Yu Jie continued to drink red wine, one sip at a time. Although he didn't like red wine, this was a night of rejecting loneliness. He could reject emotions, but he couldn't resist loneliness, especially since she was the beautiful Yu Jie, General Manager Yu.

"General Manager Yu, I'm sorry. I've disappointed you. However, I will give you an answer," Yang Letian said to Yu Jie in his drunken haze, as if singing a lament. In the dim light of the bar, it looked as if snowflakes were falling, both poignant and breathtakingly beautiful. It was all shrouded in mystery.

Yu Jie looked up at him. Perhaps it was the sincerity in his eyes, or perhaps it was the firmness of his attitude, but Yu Jie said, "No, Letian, I know your character. I can't force you."

Then they both downed their drinks in one gulp. They were both a little drunk, and they helped each other out of the bar. On the way to the parking lot, Yu Jie's head rested heavily on Yang Letian's shoulder.

"Mr. Yu, let me take you home."

"No, I can drive myself." Yu Jie pushed Yang Letian's hand away and replied coldly. But Yang Letian still helped her to her car and opened the door for her. As Yu Jie got in and started the engine, she suddenly rolled down the window and leaned out, asking, "Oh, right, I forgot to ask, what's your relationship with Chen Jun?"

"Colleagues," Yang Letian replied.

Yu Jie said "Oh," and the car started moving. Yang Letian watched her white BMW slowly disappear into the shadows of the buildings, vanishing into the vast night.

Standing on the deserted street, Yang Letian let his hair dance in the evening breeze. He suddenly felt an unusual sense of loss. He seemed to see a torrential downpour, hear the howling wind and the deafening thunder. When a hurricane strikes, and the gale howls from the mountains, only the solitary traveler can feel that most intense shock to life.

Chapter 100 Oral Service

These past few days, there had still been no news of Xia Bing, and Yang Letian's search had gradually faded. He thought, "If she's deliberately avoiding me, then I'll never find her no matter what. I should just let things take their course."

That day, Yang Letian was processing documents and reports in his office when he suddenly noticed something amiss with a bank transfer slip. Normally, he could simply send his secretary, Xiao Huang, to the bank to check it, but Yang Letian felt he hadn't seen Yuan Tingting for several days, and he wanted to take this opportunity to check the account at the bank to see her.

After exchanging a few words with his secretary, Xiao Huang, Yang Letian headed straight to the bank where Yuan Tingting worked. About half an hour later, he arrived at Zhengguang Investment Development Bank. Since he was quite familiar with the bank staff, he handed his documents to them upon entering the lobby, asking them to check them, while he went upstairs to Yuan Tingting's office.

Passing by his former office, Yang Letian hesitated, wondering if he should go in and say hello. After some consideration, he decided against it; once he went in and started chatting, he wouldn't have time to confide in Yuan Tingting. So he quietly walked past their office and arrived at Yuan Tingting's door.

"Oh! It's you!" Yuan Tingting looked up and exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Yang Letian.

"Hehe, I missed you, so I came," Yang Letian said with a grin, sitting down at her desk.

"Hmph, sweet talk." Yuan Tingting leaned back in her executive chair and laughed. "Tell me honestly, did you come here on business and then drop by to see me?"

"Hehe, wife, you're so smart!" Yang Letian moved closer to Yuan Tingting and said, "But you're only half right. I did come here on business, but I also came specifically to see you. Otherwise, I could have just sent my secretary over. Why would I, the manager, have to come all the way here myself?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Tingting said with exasperation, "Look at you, always talking about being a mere manager. Aren't you ashamed? Let me tell you, a mere investment department manager is not good enough for me."

"That's right, that's right! To be good enough for our Miss Yuan, I think no one on Earth is good enough. Only an alien would be good enough. Hehe!"

"Get lost! Are you praising me or insulting me?"

"Hehe, okay! I'm not joking with you anymore. To be honest, I really missed you. Did you miss me?" Yang Letian said this sincerely, his eyes filled with affection.

"Of course I want to! How could I not?" Yuan Tingting sighed softly, her eyes slightly glazed. At that moment, Yang Letian swiftly brought his lips to hers, landing precisely on hers.

"Ah!" Yuan Tingting gasped, but before she could finish her sentence, Yang Letian silenced her with a kiss. Yuan Tingting struggled slightly at first, but then quieted down, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately.

After a while, they separated. Yuan Tingting rolled her eyes at him and said reproachfully, "You're so annoying! What if someone came?"

Yang Letian chuckled, "It's almost lunchtime now, no one will come in. Besides, I locked the door when I came in, no one can get in, hehe!"

"Oh, so you were planning to come and do something wicked!" Yuan Tingting glared at him.

"Hehe, yeah, there's something even more wicked." With that, Yang Letian pulled Yuan Tingting into his arms, one hand roaming over her breasts, the other trying to unbutton her coat.

"What? No way! This is the office!" Yuan Tingting exclaimed.

"It's okay, no one will come in." Yang Letian was clearly aroused. At this moment, Yuan Tingting's coat had been completely unbuttoned, revealing a white lace bra embroidered with pale red peonies. Yuan Tingting tightly pressed down on Yang Letian's hand, which was about to unhook her bra, and said breathlessly, "I really can't. I have a meeting later, and you'll wrinkle my clothes if I do this. I don't have any clothes to change into. If people see this when we go out, I'll be so embarrassed. Besides, it's very uncomfortable to be all wet down there without underwear."

Seeing that she was really unwilling, Yang Letian didn't press her any further and let go, saying, "Aren't you wet down there yet?"

Yuan Tingting glared at him and whispered, "It's all your fault. You've aroused me. How could I not be wet down there? But I have a panty liner, so this little bit of wetness won't matter." After saying that, she paused for a moment and then said, "Hmph, if we weren't in the office, I would have tortured you until your legs went weak!"

Hearing this, Yang Letian chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you. When we have time, we'll have another three hundred rounds. But what about it now?"

"It?" Yuan Tingting was taken aback, following Yang Letian's gaze, she understood. Yang Letian's penis was already erect, seemingly ready to burst forth at any moment.

"What a rogue!" Yuan Tingting gave him a flirtatious glare, then stood up, wrapped her arms around Yang Letian's waist, slowly squatted down, and loosened his belt. Then she pulled down his underwear. Yang Letian knew what she was about to do, and comfortably half-reclined, half-sat in her office chair. At this moment, Yuan Tingting was already kneeling in front of him, holding his penis in both hands, and began to suckle. Yang Letian felt her mouth suddenly become very tight, as if a vacuum had been drawn, and his penis entered her mouth very deeply. At this moment, Yang Letian felt incredibly comfortable, almost floating on air, completely lost in the moment, but he knew very well that this move was called "deep throat."

Deep throat is not a simple technique; it can be said to be the highest level of oral sex. Oral sex is something any woman can do, including voluntary and forced acts. Deep throat is different; it's not something you can just do whenever you want.

As the name suggests, deep throat involves the penis being fully inserted into a woman's mouth, with the tip reaching her throat. This requires not only a sufficiently long penis but also the woman's skill and ability to withstand it. Inserting a large penis into the throat is extremely painful, at least for women. For men, however, it's incredibly pleasurable because the throat is narrow and wet, and women often tense up and contract their muscles during deep throating, creating a feeling of being enveloped, much like penetrating a woman's genitals.

However, what's frustrating for men is that not every woman can do deep throat. The angle between the mouth and throat is significant, requiring precise positioning. And once inserted, the woman must be able to withstand it.

Yang Letian never expected to experience this today. He was so aroused he almost cried out. He hadn't anticipated Yuan Tingting's rapidly improving oral sex skills. He was somewhat relieved that Yuan Tingting had rejected his advances earlier; otherwise, he wouldn't be enjoying such a sublime and blissful experience.

Seeing Yuan Tingting working so hard beneath him, Yang Letian knew she wanted him to be satisfied quickly, so he no longer needed to deliberately hold back. He reached out and unhooked the back of Yuan Tingting's bra, and her large breasts immediately sprang out. Kneading those firm, bouncy breasts with both hands, Yang Letian's pleasure intensified. He began to consciously thrust, and soon, he reached climax...

"So beautiful!" Yang Letian hadn't yet recovered from his orgasm. Meanwhile, Yuan Tingting had finished washing up and tidying her clothes in the bathroom and came out. She saw Yang Letian still half-lying on her office chair, his pants not even pulled up. Looking at his penis, its previous imposing presence was gone, replaced by a limp, wilted shape. She couldn't help but smile, walked over to him, and whispered in his ear, "How was it? Comfortable?"

"So comfortable! I almost wanted to die like this," Yang Letian said, ecstatically. "Hey! By the way, Tingting, when did you learn this skill? You weren't this good before."

Yuan Tingting gave him a seductive look and said, "It's all to satisfy you, you rascal! A few days ago I downloaded a video called 'The Complete Guide to Oral Sex,' watched it carefully, and tried it on you today. Hehe, I didn't expect it to work so well!" She then covered her mouth and laughed.

"Not just good, it's a killer move!" Yang Letian laughed.

"Get lost! Hurry up and get dressed."

After straightening his clothes, Yang Letian said, "How have things been lately? Any new moves by Yu Jie?"

Yuan Tingting said, "Well, she hasn't seemed to make any new moves since she came back from Shanghai, but I think she's definitely still secretly accelerating her plan to acquire shares." "

As long as Wei Zulin doesn't transfer his shares to her, her acquisition of shares from those retail investors shouldn't have much impact on you, and shouldn't pose any major threat," Yang Letian said.

Yuan Tingting nodded and said, "That's true, but we can't be too careless."

Yang Letian thought for a moment and reminded Yuan Tingting, "I've noticed she's been spending a lot of time with Wei Luman lately. Could Yu Jie be trying to team up with her?"

"Yes, I noticed that a long time ago. That little girl Wei Luman seems to be hostile towards me. She's always going against me at the company's routine board meetings. It's really strange! I don't think I've offended her. But it's okay. Even if she goes against me, I'm not afraid. She's just a representative sent by Wei Zulin. The real power isn't in her hands, and she's just a young girl. I doubt she can cause any big trouble. The one I should really worry about is Yu Jie. She's always been a thorn in my side." Yuan Tingting said with a serious expression.

"Is it really that serious?" Yang Letian thought to himself. So he said, "Tingting, aren't you worrying a bit too much? Yu Jie may have some prejudice against you, but it's not like she's a 'thorn in your side,' is it? Her son's death was only somewhat related to you, not because you killed him. I think she's just a little dissatisfied with you, not that hateful."

Yuan Tingting didn't say anything, but just looked him up and down, saying jealously, "You've only been with her for a few days, and you're already speaking up for her?"

"No way! What are you talking about?" Yang Letian quickly explained, "I just don't want to see you so tired, always busy guarding against others. You're exhausted and don't find happiness in it. Why bother?"

"Do you think I want things to be like this? Who doesn't want everyone to be harmonious and united, working together to make the company successful? But many things don't go the way you want them to. The conflict between Yu Jie and me is no longer just old news; it has escalated into an internal power struggle within the company, with the company's leadership taking over. I think even without her affair with Xiao Wai, we would still be enemies, because two tigers cannot share one mountain, understand?" Yuan Tingting seemed somewhat agitated.

"I understand," Yang Letian nodded, his expression serious. "But it's not good for you to be constantly on guard against her. You should take the initiative and defeat her in one fell swoop. Remember, offense is the best defense!" Yang Letian truly understood. The conflict between her and Yu Jie was indeed irreconcilable, because there are no friends in the face of money and interests. This is a common problem encountered by private enterprises during their development. In the early stages of development, everyone works together to make the company bigger and stronger, but after reaching a certain scale, the original founders begin to scheme against each other for profit, a life-or-death struggle. This is a common problem, one that Yang Letian cannot solve. His current task is to choose one and help her defeat the other. Yang Letian's chosen one is Yuan Tingting.

Chapter 101: Inviting Chen Jun

"Attack? How?" Yuan Tingting asked Yang Letian.

"This…" Yang Letian was momentarily speechless. Actually, the idea of attacking was just something he said casually; he didn't have a concrete plan in mind. But after thinking for a while, he said, "I haven't thought of anything yet, but I'll try my best. I'm currently working for Yu Jie. Although she doesn't completely trust me, I think it's still possible to find weaknesses in her and attack them."

Yuan Tingting smiled contentedly and said, "I believe in you. With your help, this group company will be ours sooner or later."

"Hehe, that includes you too! I'd rather have nothing but you!" Yang Letian said affectionately.

“Me too!” Yuan Tingting tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek. “Okay, you go out first, I’ll go out later. Look at my face, it’s all red. If I go out now, people will definitely notice something.”

“Hehe, okay, then I’ll go first, but you have to kiss me again.” Saying that, Yang Letian leaned in.

Yuan Tingting laughed, “I can’t do anything with you.” After saying that, she gave him a “kiss” on the cheek.

“Hehe, it smells so good!” Yang Letian touched his face, then sniffed it and said, “Then I’ll go first. I’ll come to your place again tonight and enjoy your special skill again.”

“Giggle, get lost, are you addicted?” Yuan Tingting giggled. “I’ll call you later.”

Yang Letian left Yuan Tingting’s office. By then, there weren’t many people outside. Most of them had gone out to eat, so Yang Letian wasn’t afraid of running into any acquaintances. He strode towards the elevator, but unexpectedly, he ran into Chen Jun in the elevator.

"Hello! Long time no see." Yang Letian greeted her first.

Chen Jun smiled and said, "Hello, actually it hasn't been that long. Didn't we just meet a few days ago?"

Yang Letian remembered that he and Yu Jie had bumped into her at a bar a few days ago, but they had only smiled at each other and hadn't gone up to talk. So he smiled and said, "Were you drinking with your friends that day?"

"Yeah, I don't have a boyfriend, so I had to go out drinking with some of my best girlfriends, hehe." Chen Jun said playfully.

"No way, what about your ex-boyfriend? You dumped him?"

"Hehe, yeah, if it didn't work out, I dumped him."

Upon hearing this, Yang Letian pretended to put his hands together, then made the sign of the cross on his chest with one hand, while muttering something. Seeing his comical appearance, Chen Jun couldn't help but laugh and said, "Hey, what are you doing? Are you a Christian? Even if you are, it's not mealtime yet, what are you praying for?"

"No, no, no! I'm praying for the dead love between you and your ex-boyfriend, praying that your long-dead love can be reborn in heaven. Amen!" Yang Letian said with a deliberately solemn expression.

"Giggle..." Chen Jun laughed so hard she could barely stand up straight, and after a long while, she said, "Get lost, you smooth talker!"

"Hehe!" Yang Letian laughed too, saying, "Stop joking, where are you going now?"

"Look at the time, of course I'm going to eat." Chen Jun held up her watch to his face and said, "So where did you come from? And where are you going?"

Yang Letian said, "I came to the bank to check some transaction data, and just came up to take a look."

"Come up to take a look? Take a look at who? You don't seem to have come to see us before." Chen Jun looked at him with a smile.

Yang Letian knew he had given himself away, and she had caught him red-handed. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he stammered, "To... to see everyone."

"Hehe, don't try to fool me, you're here to see Director Yuan, aren't you?" Chen Jun covered her mouth and chuckled.

Yang Letian, who had initially been secretive, became more open now that she had seen through him, saying, "Yeah, look at my former boss. Even though I don't work for her anymore, it's still necessary to maintain some rapport."

Chen Jun scoffed, "Tch, maintain rapport? Why don't you maintain rapport with me?" As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized her statement was inappropriate, blushed, and fell silent.

Yang Letian chuckled, "Alright, I'm maintaining rapport with you right now." As he spoke, he secretly pinched Chen Jun's butt. He intended to continue his flirtatious behavior, but then the elevator doors opened, and they had arrived downstairs.

"You're so annoying, always taking advantage of me," Chen Jun complained.

"Hehe, who told you to be so beautiful? It's irresistible!" Yang Letian chuckled.

"Stop with the sweet talk. Did you fail to get anything from Director Yuan earlier, so you've come to me to quench your thirst? Let me tell you, I'm not that kind of frivolous girl." Chen Jun said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"What are you talking about?" Yang Letian said, dissatisfied. "When have I ever thought of you as a frivolous girl? I think you have a cheerful personality and are generous. I really like girls like you, really!"

"Really?" Chen Jun asked doubtfully.

"Really!" Yang Letian said firmly.

"Then would you like to be my boyfriend?" Chen Jun asked again.

"This..." Yang Letian was speechless.

"Hehe, I was just kidding. Look how nervous you are."

"Who's nervous? I knew you were joking, that's why I didn't bother to answer." Yang Letian still insisted.

"Tch, I'm too lazy to talk to you."

"Hehe, then I won't say anything. I'll treat you to dinner, how about it?"

"Hehe, it's great to have someone treat you to dinner, let's go!"

Yang Letian took Chen Jun to "Bashu Hot Pot Restaurant." It was a restaurant with a strong Sichuan flavor. Dozens of large red lanterns swayed in the wind, exuding the ancient charm of Sichuan. Brick walls, cloth paintings, and wooden chairs, seemingly unremarkable, displayed a rich and unique local flavor. Bright red chilies radiated fiery passion. The spicy hot pot emanated a rich, numbing aroma—truly, the flavor of Sichuan was intense, melting into the air.

This was Chen Jun's first time dining at this restaurant. She usually frequented Western restaurants, KFC, and McDonald's, accustomed to their hustle and bustle and luxury, and rarely experienced this kind of rustic, traditional culture.

Yang Letian and Chen Jun sat facing each other at a wooden table, the charming Sichuan dialect of the waitresses occasionally reaching their ears. Looking up at the rattan chandeliers overhead and the tie-dyed cloth paintings around them, they felt as if they were transported to the distant land of Sichuan.

"Wow, it's so beautiful! Have you ever been to these places in Sichuan?" Chen Jun exclaimed in surprise.

"Of course I have," Yang Letian replied, then proceeded to describe the local customs, mountains, and rivers of Sichuan in a poetic and picturesque manner.

"That's wonderful! I want to go there sometime, to travel around. I want to go to Jiuzhaigou, I want to go to Mount Emei!" Chen Jun said enthusiastically.

"Good, seeing more of the place, broadening your horizons, and cultivating your mind—that's great! Come on, let's have a drink." Yang Letian handed Chen Jun a glass of Wuliangye liquor.

Chen Jun took a big gulp, then choked and trembled all over. "Wow, that's powerful!"

"Yeah, you thought it was Hennessy?"
They ordered a spicy crab hot pot. The spicy crab used plump, meaty crabs or roe crabs, as well as tender, crisp flower crabs. This must be a real hot pot, with crabs stir-fried with authentic Sichuan ingredients, then simmered in a genuinely spicy broth. As soon as it was served, there was no need to wait for the water to boil. The aroma of the stir-fried, spicy, and savory meat blended perfectly with the rich fragrance of the broth, while the crab meat, infused with the hot soup, became even more tender and delicious. Each bite was numbing and spicy, increasingly flavorful and addictive.

Chen Jun could handle the spice; enjoying this hot pot with a few cups of Lao Yin tea, the red tea broth leaving a sweet aftertaste, helped to relieve the spiciness, cut through the greasiness, and reduce internal heat.

The atmosphere was lively, with clinking glasses and warm conversation. The food and drinks were rich and flavorful, and both Yang Letian and Chen Jun seemed very happy.

After a satisfying meal, Yang Letian wanted to continue chatting with her, but unfortunately, the lunch break was short, and he had to go to work in the afternoon, so he had to stand up and say, "Alright, time to go to work."

"Ugh, going to work every day is so annoying!" Chen Jun seemed reluctant to leave.

"Hehe, if you marry a rich husband, you won't have to work anymore," Yang Letian joked.

"Sigh, don't bring up things you don't want to talk about. You don't even have a boyfriend, how can you expect a rich husband?"

"Hehe, with your looks, finding one shouldn't be difficult." Yang Letian was saying this when his phone rang. Seeing this, Chen Jun said, "Then I'll go first. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"Okay, bye-bye!"

Watching Chen Jun leave, Yang Letian picked up his phone and saw that it was Yu Jie calling. He quickly pressed the answer button, and as soon as he answered, Yu Jie's voice came through, "Letian, Xiaoman said she wasn't feeling well and went home. I'm a little worried, but I don't have time to go back. Could you go back and check on her for me? You don't need to come to work this afternoon."

"Oh, okay, I'll go right now."

After hanging up, Yang Letian hailed a taxi and headed straight for Yu Jie's house. When he arrived at her house, he found the door ajar. Yang Letian shook his head inwardly, thinking, "This Xiaoman is too careless. She didn't even close the door. Luckily, this is a high-end villa community, so security is guaranteed. Otherwise, it would be dangerous."

Yang Letian went inside and closed the door behind him. The lights and television in the living room were all on. He saw Wei Luman curled up on the sofa, still wearing the same low-cut, sleeveless tank top and light blue shorts, her fair thighs and arms exposed.

Yang Letian sat down beside her, reached out to brush the hair that was covering her cheek, and leaned down to gently kiss her face.

"You're here?" Wei Luman asked, opening her hazy, sorrowful eyes.

"Hmm, I'm here," Yang Letian said. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Nothing, just a little annoyed!"

"Annoyed? Annoyed about what? Annoyed that I haven't spent time with you these past few days?"

"Who needs your company? You can spend time with your CEO Yu."

"Really, you don't need me to keep you company?"

"No!"

"Okay, then I'll go." With that, Yang Letian turned to leave, but at that moment, Wei Luman suddenly wrapped her arms around him from behind. Her round breasts pressed against Yang Letian's back, her chin rested on his shoulder, her cheek rubbing against his face, and then she whispered in his ear, "I don't want you to leave, because today is a special day. Do you know what special day it is?"

"What day?" Yang Letian was suddenly stunned, turning to look at Wei Luman.

"Your safe period!" A hint of shyness appeared on Wei Luman's face.

"Haha..." Yang Letian laughed and said, "What, you've thought about it?"

"Yes, I have!" With that same straightforward expression and frank look, Wei Luman reached out and touched Yang Letian's crotch. "Don't you want to? I don't believe you wouldn't feel anything seeing me like this?"

"I feel something every time I'm with you." Saying this, Yang Letian lifted Wei Luman from the sofa, making her straddle his lap, and lifted her tank top to suckle her breasts. Wei Luman's body arched back, her beautiful long hair flowing in the air.

"My period is coming, my breasts are so swollen!" Wei Luman murmured. Yang Letian stroked and suckled, feeling the stirring within Wei Luman, as if she had a strong sexual desire.

"Bite me, bite me hard, they're so swollen!" Wei Luman cried out, pressing Yang Letian's hand hard against her breasts, kneading them vigorously. Her hand reached to Yang Letian's crotch and unzipped his pants.

At this moment, Yang Letian stood up from the sofa, turned Wei Luman around, and made her lean over the coffee table with her hands supporting her weight. He quickly pulled down her shorts and entered her. Wei Luman writhed on the coffee table, panting, her shorts still hanging on her thighs. Her buttocks were pressed tightly against Yang Letian's. As he thrust, Yang Letian reached forward and frantically caressed her swollen breasts.

"Oh...good, so comfortable, my breasts don't hurt anymore," Wei Luman murmured in pleasure.

A violent thrust, a deep tremor, a tingling sensation, and a feeling of dizziness surged from Yang Letian's heart. The hot liquid powerfully sprayed deep into Wei Luman's body. With each thrust, she trembled. The surging passion satisfied Wei Luman's desires, and Yang Letian thought she was almost in heaven.

Chapter 102 Being Blackmailed by Jie

"How was it? Comfortable?" Yang Letian asked with a smile, still lying on the sofa, immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm.

"Sigh, you really don't have many good points, except for your skills in bed, which are so irresistible!" Wei Luman said with seductive eyes.

"You little slut," Yang Letian chuckled, "Are you praising me or insulting me?"

"Hehe, of course I'm praising you." Wei Luman lazily sat up and hooked her arm around Yang Letian's neck, "You know, this advantage of yours is especially rare. Because haven't you seen it? There are aphrodisiac ads everywhere now, which shows how worrying men's sexual abilities are these days! But you're so strong, isn't that great! Hehe!"

Yang Letian shook his head and laughed, "People say 'women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty,' but how old are you? You're so thirsty at such a young age, what will you do when you're thirty or forty? You'll have to drain men dry!"

"I am thirsty, is that not allowed? I won't drain others, I'll drain you, I'll drain you until you're skin and bones, hehe..." Wei Luman said, clinging to him.

"Alright, alright, I'm not kidding anymore. Do you remember? Our first time was also on a sofa." Yang Letian said, hugging Wei Luman.

"Of course I remember! Back then you were the customer and I was the prostitute, now I'm the boss and you're the employee, hehe, how dramatic!" Wei Luman said, stroking his chest muscles with a laugh.

"Yes, life is like a stage, every event has its drama." Yang Letian suddenly sighed.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable."

“Of course, there are many things you haven’t thought of yet. You’ll discover them slowly later.” Yang Letian patted her back and said, “Get up and get dressed now, so Xiaoyu doesn’t see us when she gets back.”

“It’s not the weekend, Xiaoyu won’t be back.” “

It would be even worse if President Yu saw us.”

“It’s still early, Aunt Yu won’t be back until five o’clock.”

As Wei Luman was speaking, Yang Letian’s phone rang. “Look, speak of the devil!” Yang Letian handed the phone to Wei Luman, and saw the words “President Yu” displayed on the screen.

“Hello, Letian, are you at my house? Have you seen Xiaoman?” As soon as the phone was connected, Yu Jie’s voice came through like a machine gun.

“President Yu, I’m here. Xiaoman is right next to me.”

“Oh, how is she?”

“She’s fine, just a little unwell, and she’s resting in bed now.” Yang Letian said casually.

“Oh, then give the phone to Xiaoman, I’ll say a few words to her.”

So Yang Letian handed the phone to Wei Luman and said, “President Yu wants to talk to you.”

“Aunt Yu, it’s me, um, I’m fine, you don’t need to worry, okay, okay…” Wei Luman said “okay” several times in a row, and then handed the phone to Yang Letian.

After Yang Letian took it, Yu Jie said, “Xiaoman is fine now, you can go back to the company, I have something to tell you.”

“Oh, okay, I’ll be right back!” Although Yang Letian agreed readily, he was seething inside, thinking, “I’m supposed to be a manager, how come they treat me like a servant?” Although he was angry inside, he didn’t show it on his face. He kissed Wei Luman’s forehead and said, “Then I’ll go first.”

“Go, go, seeing you annoys me!” With that, Wei Luman turned her head to the side and ignored him. Yang Letian shook his head with a wry smile. He was already used to Wei Luman's unpredictable temper and didn't find it strange. He turned and left.

It was already 5 PM when he returned to the company, right at closing time. Several people were coming out when he entered. Someone saw Yang Letian and said, "Manager Yang, everyone's off work."

"Hehe, I know. I have something to do inside. You all go ahead."

He went upstairs, but the office was empty. Yang Letian didn't go to his own office but went straight to Yu Jie's door and knocked. "Come in," came Yu Jie's voice from inside.

Yang Letian pushed the door open and saw Yu Jie sitting behind her large executive desk, typing something on the computer. "President Yu, everyone's off work. Are you still busy?" Yang Letian walked straight to the chair opposite her and sat down. He was much more casual than before. Yu Jie didn't look up or answer him. Instead, she tossed a bunch of keys to Yang Letian. Yang Letian caught them and asked in confusion, "This is...?"

"This is a training car the company provided for you. You can drive it for now."

"Ah! This..." Yang Letian was caught off guard and it took him a while to say, "Then thank you, Ms. Yu."

"Actually, you should have bought a car a long time ago. Taking taxis every time you go out isn't cheap." Yu Jie said, swaying back and forth in her executive chair.

"Buy a car? Where would I get the money?" Yang Letian shrugged.

"You don't have the money? Putting aside everything else, just the kickbacks you get from the goods the company gets from your old classmate must be more than that, right?" Yu Jie said, extending a slender, white finger. Upon hearing this, Yang Letian was taken aback, his mind racing. "How did she know about this? Besides Tang Chong and me, it seems no one else knows. Could Tang Chong have leaked it? No, he's a very cautious person; he knows the consequences of leaking this, and besides, it wouldn't benefit him. But if he didn't leak it, how would Yu Jie know? Sigh, I was so careless before, and I underestimated Yu Jie. What should I do now?"

"Hehe, what nonsense! Who told you that?" Yang Letian didn't want to admit it so quickly.

"Hmph, haha!" Yu Jie sneered, "Still not admitting it? Look at this!" She tossed Yang Letian another piece of paper. He caught it and saw it contained his bank account transfer records, clearly showing every transaction, all from Anhui Tang's Arts & Crafts Co., Ltd. Now, the evidence was irrefutable; Yang Letian couldn't deny it anymore.

"What do you want? Fire me or pursue legal action against me?" Seeing that she had everything under control, Yang Letian became more composed. He knew this matter could be serious or minor, entirely dependent on Yu Jie's whim.

"Heh, if I wanted to hold you accountable, I wouldn't be here talking to you now. Besides, I just provided you with a car. Do you think I would still hold you accountable?" Yu Jie laughed smugly. Then she added, "Of course, it all depends on your attitude and performance."

Seeing Yu Jie's smug laughter, Yang Letian wanted nothing more than to pounce on her, tear her clothes, pin her down, and ravage her to vent his frustration. But he only thought about it; his heart was filled with anger and dejection, but his outward appearance was as listless as a frostbitten eggplant.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Yang Letian said dejectedly.

"Hehe, I told you long ago, you're a smart man, I admire you!" Yu Jie leaned back in her executive chair and turned around, saying, "But some things require certain methods to achieve the goal, you understand?"

Yang Letian couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Just say what you want to say, why say so much? Stabbing someone in the back and then trying to act like a good person in front of them, it's a typical 'wanting to be a prostitute and also want to have a chastity memorial arch'." But he said respectfully, "President Yu, actually, if you want me to do something, just give the order, I'll do whatever you say, why go through all this trouble?"

"Hehe, I also hope I'll never need this thing, but it's better to be prepared."

Yang Letian was even more anxious. So far, she was still rambling on and on, not getting to the point, and he didn't know what Yu Jie wanted him to do, but he couldn't urge her to get to the point, so he could only pretend to be attentive.

"Actually, what I want you to do is very simple, it's to get close to Yuan Tingting." Yu Jie finally got to the point.

"What?" Yang Letian was startled and asked, "Get close to her? Why?" But he knew perfectly well that the real battle between the two was about to begin.

"Don't ask so many questions now. Your task now is to get close to her."

"Why did you choose me?"

"Because you used to be her subordinate, you have a reason and opportunity to get close, so I chose you, it's that simple."

"What will I do after getting close to her?" Yang Letian really wanted to know what Yu Jie was planning to do with Yuan Tingting.

"Your task now is to get close to her. As for what to do after that? Just listen to my instructions." Yu Jie waved her hand and said, "Alright, that's it. You can go back now. The car is in the garage downstairs, it's a black Buick."

The night was long, and the sky grew heavier and heavier, as if it were pressing down on the rooftop. Yang Letian stood at the window, staring into the distance. He felt that his life was being tested. The lights of the buildings across the street grew wider and wider, until finally, Yang Letian was surrounded by darkness. He felt a little scared and afraid. He thought that if the world would fall asleep forever, he would rather choose death. But even death can be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. Holding his breath, Yang Letian told himself that even amidst the flames of war, he could transcend the bloodshed and transform himself amidst the patches of crimson. Besides, he was only involved in an ordinary business struggle; it wasn't a big deal.

Yang Letian thought he had succeeded. The night had given him bright eyes, so he used them to get used to the darkness. He got used to the bitterness and gloom of the darkness, the deathly silence, the death that followed. After getting used to it, his eyes would become even brighter; light would appear. Yang Letian had no intention of escaping the darkness, only that light would always appear, no matter how long ago. It would always appear, strangling the dark soul.

Gently closing his eyelids, he felt his heart still beating. Yang Letian thought his soul was still relatively pure; his world was filled with light in the darkness. A

light rain began to fall in the middle of the night. Yang Letian woke up, gazing at the quietly dancing raindrops outside the window, and suddenly felt a chill. He wanted to pull Yuan Tingting into his arms. She was still asleep, her face radiating tranquility, peace, and serenity. It was clear she was sleeping soundly and peacefully.

Yang Letian carefully examined Yuan Tingting. Her eyebrows were long and slender, her nose straight and slightly flared; her snow-white arms were smooth and radiant, and her two firm breasts exuded the delicate fragrance of ripe apples. In his heart, Yuan Tingting remained pure and flawless, her gentle beauty still possessing a charming, unassuming allure.

Yang Letian slipped one arm under Yuan Tingting's neck, placed the other on her hip, and gently pulled her close, feeling a warm current flow through his body. He rested his head on her soft breasts, rubbing them against her, his hands tightly embracing her firm, full hips, a faint orchid fragrance permeating his very being.

Yuan Tingting awoke from Yang Letian's torment. She clung tightly to him, his chest pressed against her soft breasts. They kissed passionately, as if trying to melt each other. Yang Letian's penis was now rock hard, ready to burst. He spread Yuan Tingting's legs and thrust into her violently. Yuan Tingting let out a piercing scream, like a long howl in the wilderness.

Yang Letian began to pound into her fiercely, wielding his magnificent penis and thrusting wildly into the depths of her flower path. It was like a storm, like the collapse of the heavens and earth.

Yuan Tingting was no longer the wanton woman she usually was. She didn't writhe, didn't respond, didn't utter any lewd sounds, didn't twist her legs, letting Yang Letian torment her until she was completely disoriented.

Chapter 103: Traces of a Spring Dream

For several days, Yang Letian remained hesitant and uncertain, unsure whether he should tell Yuan Tingting about Yu Jie's blackmail. Telling her was a choice, since his greed had given Yu Jie leverage over him. But not telling her left him feeling guilty, as if he were betraying Yuan Tingting. After much deliberation, Yang Letian decided to hold off on telling Yuan Tingting for now, waiting to see what Yu Jie would do to harm her before making a decision.

Ever since being blackmailed by Yu Jie, Yang Letian felt incredibly awkward whenever he saw her. He harbored a deep hatred for her, yet his demeanor was more respectful than ever before—it was exhausting!

In his moments of frustration and despair, Yang Letian sought comfort from Sister Yun. Of course, he wouldn't tell her anything; her gentle words and alluring body were enough to bring him temporary peace.

That night, Yang Letian was lying in bed with Sister Yun, watching TV. She was engrossed in the drama, deeply concerned about the characters' fates, while Yang Letian sat half-reclined, smoking, his mind elsewhere.

"Letian, what's wrong with you these past few days? You seem distracted and in a bad mood. Did something happen?" Sister Yun asked, looking up during a commercial break in the TV series.

"Oh, nothing, just some annoying work stuff, so frustrating!" Yang Letian stubbed out his cigarette and answered casually.

"Annoying work? What's wrong? Did Boss Yu give you some difficulties?" Sister Yun asked with concern. "But Boss Yu seems like a good person to me. She shouldn't be the kind of boss who likes to make things difficult."

Yang Letian smiled bitterly to himself, thinking, "She's a good person? If she were a good person, she wouldn't have used such despicable and vicious methods to threaten me." But how could he say that to Sister Yun? He could only force a smile and say, "It's okay, don't overthink it. It's normal to encounter difficulties at work. Maybe we'll figure out a solution tomorrow. Okay, that's enough, go to sleep."

"No, I want to finish this episode before I sleep," Sister Yun said coquettishly.

"Alright, you see, I'm going to sleep now!" With that, Yang Letian lay down, turning to his side.

He didn't know how long he slept. In his hazy sleep, Yang Letian vaguely felt someone grasp his private parts, gently, softly, and warmly. In his drowsy state, he seemed to see Yu Jie standing naked before his bed, like a beautiful woman made

of white jade. Yu Jie had a beautiful figure, with distinct curves, and her skin was smooth and white. Her upper body was as white as snow, and her breasts were full and firm, round and perky, with nipples that were still pink like a young girl's, contrasting beautifully with her snow-white skin! Her slender waist and smooth abdomen were flawless; especially her mysterious triangle area, as if she had just shaved, clean, white, and shiny, highlighting her full vulva and making it even more beautiful and alluring.

Yang Letian was so excited and aroused; his feelings grew stronger and stronger. Yu Jie held it tightly against her cheek and kissed her red lips. She seemed so intoxicated, so joyful, so mesmerized.

Yang Letian couldn't contain his excitement either, reaching out to pull her tightly into his arms. He kissed her cheeks, her fragrant neck, and greedily sucked on her lips.

Yu Jie was breathless and panting from Yang Letian's embrace. Yang Letian couldn't wait any longer; he wanted to conquer, to ravage, to triumph, to experience that smooth, sacred place that restored his confidence. So Yang Letian's hand reached for her lower abdomen, sliding past her navel and down until he felt something sticky, hairy, and wet. The touch of his hand quickly transmitted to Yang Letian's tactile nerves, and his heart trembled.

"Hey! It's you? I..." Just as Yang Letian was about to cry out, a slender, soft hand covered his mouth.

"Keep your voice down!" Her voice was soft and low.

Yang Letian was fully awake from his sleep. He opened his eyes and looked closely, only to realize it wasn't Yu Jie but Sister Yun.

"Who did you think it was? It's me. Who else could it be?" Sister Yun said, blushing, as she removed her hand from Yang Letian's lips.

"Oh, it's you. I thought I was dreaming."

"Who did you dream about? Tell me quickly." Sister Yun hugged Yang Letian's head, kissing his cheeks, his nose, and his lips repeatedly.

"I just felt someone touching me, who knows who it was! Hey! Aren't you going to watch TV?"

"The TV's been off for a while, look at the time!" Sister Yun said coquettishly.

"Hehe, you're thinking about it again?" Yang Letian teased.

"Get lost! Don't you want to?" Sister Yun whispered, stroking Yang Letian's hard penis.

"Hehe, your needs are even greater than mine now. We just did it a few days ago, and now your 'sexual' interest is back," Yang Letian asked with a laugh.

"I want it every moment now," Sister Yun continued coquettishly. "I don't know what's wrong with me, but I want to do 'that' whenever I see you."

"Am I that charming?"

"Yes, and you have a certain scent. The moment I smell you, I want to..."

"What scent? Isn't it just the smell of cigarette smoke?"

"It's not the smell of smoke, it's a special scent, sigh, I can't quite explain it."

As Sister Yun spoke, she tightly embraced Yang Letian. After another passionate kiss, she simply lay on top of him, appearing so gentle, affectionate, and alluring. Sister Yun's large, full breasts pressed against Yang Letian's chest, their adorable nipples hardening. He felt the wet, sticky fluid from Sister Yun's lower body on his abdomen.

"Ah! We're out of condoms, what should we do?" Yang Letian suddenly remembered that they had used up the last condom during their sex a few hours ago, and asked.

"Silly boy, it's safe today. I told you earlier that you don't need to wear one. I might get my period soon, so I really want one now." After saying that, Sister Yun reached out and started fiddling with it. Yang Letian's desire was aroused by Sister Yun, and his lower body became hard.

Yang Letian rolled over to face Sister Yun, slowly pressing down on her, gently kneading her round breasts, sucking on her pink nipples. In no time, Sister Yun couldn't take it anymore, her whole body was hot, and she was overwhelmed with desire, panting as she said, "Stop touching me, just give it to me!"

Yang Letian thrust in, and Sister Yun trembled.

"Ah!" Sister Yun gasped softly, frowning.

"I'm sorry, I was too rough." Yang Letian kissed Sister Yun, and after a while, Sister Yun began to moan softly again.

"How do you feel now?"

"Much better!" Sister Yun looked at Yang Letian dreamily.

Yang Letian moved gently, and Sister Yun moaned softly.

"Is it comfortable?"

"Mmm, it's comfortable," Sister Yun said shyly. So Yang Letian unleashed his prowess and began to move without restraint.

"Mmm...so comfortable...Letian...you're amazing! But I really couldn't take it all at once. The first time you went in, it really hurt. Luckily, you had some compassion and stopped quickly. You're really good. You've made me feel good again now. Really, I'm not lying to you. I never thought making love could be so comfortable." Sister Yun's wantonness was on full display, and she was incredibly charming. Her ripe body was white with a rosy glow. She swayed, lifted, and twisted.

This made Yang Letian's desire rise even higher, and he thrust even harder, making Sister Yun tremble all over, feeling like she was dying of pleasure, and unable to hear what she was saying anymore. That kind of leisurely longing, that desire to rush to her, made Yang Letian dizzy and confused.

Yang Letian, his eyes still blurry with sleep, gazed at Yun Jie beneath him, and in his dazed state, she seemed to have transformed into Yu Jie. Yang Letian began to feel unsteady, a fire gradually igniting within him, burning brighter and brighter. His blood boiled, his body grew hot, and his vision blurred. In this hazy state, Yang Letian cried out, as if all his resentment and frustration could be vented from beneath him, and his lower body began to move even more intensely.

"Ugh..." Yang Letian seemed to hear Yu Jie's moans. She writhed her alluring, delicate buttocks with each thrust, constantly responding to his movements. Thus, Yang Letian steered the ship of unbridled desire, indulging his senses, trampling on promises, and finding solace for his soul in madness.

"Oh..." Yang Letian's heart groaned.

"Oh..." Yu Jie also cried out in pleasure.

As if an unstoppable, magical force propelled Yang Letian into increasingly frenzied and powerful thrusts. His body pounded against hers, hers against the mattress, the mattress against the bed frame, the bed frame against the wall.

"Slap, slap, slap..." The sounds of flesh against flesh; "Squeak, squeak, squeak..." The sound of the bed shaking; "Bang, bang, bang..." The sounds of the walls colliding, one after another, incessant, as if the earth were shaking.

"You're crazy!" Sister Yun tightly embraced Yang Letian, her legs quickly wrapping around his, staring at him in astonishment.

Yang Letian couldn't stop. He lay on top of Sister Yun, his hips thrusting violently, penetrating to the deepest point, his hot liquid powerfully spraying into her body. With each thrust, Sister Yun trembled.

Yang Letian climbed off Sister Yun, collapsing limply on the other side of the bed, legs spread wide, panting heavily. Life and death? Death and love? Frankness and sincerity? For a moment, he couldn't answer. Gazing at the moonlight outside the window, he felt as if his entire being was immersed in boundless icy water, trudging through a journey amidst wind and snow. It was like the silence after a storm, or the exhaustion after waking from a drunken stupor. Yang Letian felt truly weary!

A confused tenderness, a desolate desire, a mysterious thirst—like a ghost awakening from an endless dream, but when the sun shines and daylight arrives, everything quietly fades away, vanishing into nothingness. All the unforgettable memories, like melting ice and snow, disappear without a trace, leaving no mark.

The next day, as soon as Yang Letian arrived at the company, before he could even enter his own office, Yu Jie called him to her office. "How's it going? How's the progress these past few days?" Yu Jie asked bluntly.

"I made a few phone calls to her, caught up," Yang Letian replied.

"How can that be? The progress is too slow. I need you to win her favor, even her affection, in the shortest amount of time, understand?" Yu Jie stood in front of the French windows, her back to him, and said decisively, "To put it bluntly, I want you to pursue her."

Although Yang Letian had already vaguely guessed her meaning, he was still surprised to hear her say it so directly and clearly. He said, "Pursue her? Are you kidding me? She's Chairman Yuan's daughter, you know. How could a mere manager like me possibly win her over? People will definitely say I'm a toad trying to eat swan meat!"

Yu Jie waved her hand and said, "Since I'm asking you to do this, there must be a certain possibility. I won't ask you to do things that are impossible, like climbing stars or plucking the moon."

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