The Gate of Desire [Complete] - 23

Chapter 164 Restaurant Anecdotes

Yang Letian arrived at Beijing Road. He drove slowly, carefully scanning both sides of the road. Soon, he spotted a large billboard that read: Mengyuan Investigation. However, the investigation company wasn't open yet. Yang Letian checked the time; it was only 8:40, so they probably wouldn't start work until 9:00. He drove to a nearby restaurant, intending to have breakfast while waiting for the company to open.

The restaurant was crowded, with most people eating and chatting, creating a lively atmosphere. As soon as Yang Letian entered, a strong aroma of meat wafted through the air, making him unconsciously swallow. At the same time, his stomach growled twice.

"Waiter, a basket of steamed buns and a bowl of congee, please," Yang Letian ordered, finding a seat.

While waiting for the food to be served, Yang Letian overheard two middle-aged men talking animatedly next to him. Upon closer listening, Yang Letian realized they were discussing Lin Wan, the city's vice mayor, with whom he had once shared a one-night stand. He quickly perked up his ears to listen to their conversation.

Just then, one of the middle-aged men pointed to a page in the newspaper and said to another, "Old Zhao, look, today's newspaper published Mayor Lin's speech at the Linhai City Model Workers Commendation Conference yesterday."

The middle-aged man called Old Zhao leaned closer, glanced at the newspaper in the other man's hand, and said with a disdainful tone, "What's there to see? These days, all the speeches by government officials are cut from the same mold. It's nothing more than 'We must closely unite around the Party Central Committee with Comrade Jiang Zemin as its core, hold high the banner of Deng Xiaoping Theory, and earnestly study the important speech on the Three Represents,' etc. Nothing new, just old news."

The other man laughed heartily at Old Zhao's words, saying, "Old Zhao, it seems your speech wasn't any worse than theirs, maybe even better, haha!"

Old Zhao smiled and said, "It's not that I'm good at speaking, it's just that all officials speak in this tone nowadays. Newspapers and television, it's everywhere, you can't help but hear it." "

However, besides saying what you said, Mayor Lin also said something new," the other man said, looking at the newspaper.

"Oh, what's new? Old Zhang, tell me, I can't be bothered to read all that dense text," Old Zhao said, taking a sip of tea.

"Mayor Lin also mentioned the city's housing prices at this commendation meeting. She said the government will introduce policies to macro-control housing prices in the city."

"Oh, really? It's time for some regulation. Look at these housing prices, they're like a balloon that's been let go, just floating upwards. I think they'll definitely burst when they reach a certain height. But before they burst, it's us ordinary people who need to buy houses who suffer, while all the money goes to those unscrupulous developers," Old Zhao said, somewhat emotionally.

"This Mayor Lin seems to have some tricks up her sleeve. She even said she'd have developers build a batch of affordable housing to meet the housing needs of us low- and middle-income earners."

"Old Zhang, don't get your hopes up. Even if the affordable housing is built, will it actually reach us low- and middle-income earners? It'll probably be bought up by those with connections before the development even opens. So, the mayor just talking about building affordable housing without ensuring these houses actually reach those who need them is just empty talk; it has nothing to do with us."

"Yeah, you're right," Old Zhang nodded in agreement. "In this world, you can't rely on anyone, especially the government. Earning your own money is the only way."

“Yes, earning your own money is the only way out,” Old Zhao said. “But speaking of which, Mayor Lin is quite a capable official. I heard she brought in several multinational companies. Hehe, she’s a real expert in attracting investment.”

Old Zhang chuckled lewdly and said, “Yes, Mayor Lin is a capable official, but she’s also a beautiful woman. Look at her skin, her figure, hehe, and her breasts, so amazing! I wonder what kind of good fortune her husband accumulated in his past lives to marry such a capable wife.”

Yang Letian chuckled to himself, thinking, “Yes, her husband is so lucky that he’s so lucky that he doesn’t know he’s being cuckolded, or even if he did, he wouldn’t dare to say anything. Haha, he’s really blessed.”

At this moment, Old Zhao said, “That’s not necessarily true. Marrying such a beautiful and capable woman isn’t necessarily a good thing, because then her husband might have no status and might become a real stay-at-home dad, haha!”

"Hmm, Old Zhao's perspective is quite comprehensive," Yang Letian thought to himself.

"Not necessarily! But I think even being a stay-at-home dad isn't shameful. Besides, sleeping with such a beautiful mayor in your arms at night, let alone being a stay-at-home dad, you'd be willing to be her slave, hehe!" Old Zhang finished with another lewd laugh.

Yang Letian listened to their conversation while eating, finding it quite amusing. He thought to himself, "Hehe, you two probably never dreamed that I, standing right next to you, once slept with this beautiful female mayor. Haha, if I told you, you two would be drooling."

Of course, Yang Letian only thought about it; he certainly wouldn't say it aloud. He hadn't even told He Xiao about it, because he was a man of his word. He had promised Lin Wan not to tell anyone, so he would keep this secret until the day he couldn't keep it any longer.

Yang Letian continued eating while listening to their conversation.

At this point, Old Zhang said again, "I think she's very young, she can't be more than thirty-five years old. How did she climb to the position of vice mayor? Look at the other vice mayors and mayors, which one of them is under fifty? How did she climb so fast? If she waited until she was over fifty, wouldn't she be at least a vice premier?" Old Zhang thought for a moment after saying this, and then said, "Hmm, I think she must have some powerful connections. Maybe she has relatives in the central government, in the State Council."

"Haha, I think you might as well say she has relatives in Zhongnanhai," Old Zhao laughed loudly.

"What? Old Zhao, do you really think she climbed to this position through real ability?" Old Zhang was very skeptical of Old Zhao's words.

"Whether she has real talent or not, I don't know, but I think she definitely had the opportunity. Haven't you seen how the central government has been strongly advocating for younger cadres these past few years? And all the heads of the municipal government compound are just a bunch of old men. Under such circumstances, it's only natural and logical that Comrade Lin Wan was promoted to deputy mayor of Linhai."

"Haha, Old Zhao, you're really something! Your analysis is spot on. Hmm, people who have studied for a few years are different from us roughnecks."

Old Zhao waved his hand with a smile and said, "Oh, actually, what you said makes a lot of sense. I seem to have heard somewhere that Mayor Lin does have a cousin who married a high-ranking official in the central government. So I think this relative of hers contributed to her becoming mayor to some extent. Hehe, a combination of factors, a combination of factors. As the saying goes, the right time, the right place, and the right people. Only with these conditions can something be done perfectly." "

This Old Zhao is actually quite capable. His speech is quite sophisticated," Yang Letian thought to himself.

Upon hearing Lao Zhao's words, Lao Zhang became even more interested and couldn't wait to ask, "She really has a relative in the central government? Who told you that? Is it reliable?"

Lao Zhao chuckled and said, "Just take this as a joke. Who cares if it's reliable or not? Don't take it so seriously and insist on getting to the bottom of it."

Old Zhang seemed not to hear Old Zhao's words, muttering to himself, yet also as if speaking to Old Zhao: "Anyone who can become a high-ranking official in the central government must be a decrepit old man. And looking at Mayor Lin's handsome appearance, her cousin must be about the same. Sigh, yet she married a decrepit old man." His words seemed to lament the decline of morality in society.

"Why do you care if he's a decrepit old man? He's high-ranking and powerful, so he's a good old man. You and I are young and strong, but what's the use? We still get scolded by our wives at home and dare not talk back."

Yang Letian chuckled inwardly. Then, he looked up and saw a red Passat parked in front of Mengyuan Investigation Company. Looking at the company gate, he saw it was already open. So, Yang Letian stopped listening to their nonsense, quickly got up, paid the bill, and left the restaurant.

Arriving at Mengyuan Investigation Company, Yang Letian looked up at the sign, then calmly pushed open the glass door and went inside.

"Hello sir, how can I help you?" As soon as he entered, a pretty girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old, greeted him warmly.

Yang Letian glanced at her, thinking she couldn't possibly be the so-called beautiful detective, and said, "Where's your boss? I have a case to give her."

"Oh, please wait a moment!"

The girl then invited him to sit on a sofa, handed him a glass of water, and turned to go upstairs. A moment later, she returned, followed by a tall girl in sportswear.

"Sister Rong, this is the gentleman who wanted to see you," the girl said, pointing to Yang Letian.

Yang Letian guessed this must be the beautiful detective He Xiao had mentioned, so he stood up and said, "You're the owner here?"

The tall girl in sportswear smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I'm the manager here. This is my business card." She then handed Yang Letian a brand-new business card.

Yang Letian took the business card and glanced at it. The information on the card was simple, just a few words: Mengyuan Investigation, Zhang Rong, with a mobile phone number and a landline number below the name.

After looking at the card, Yang Letian said, "Ms. Zhang, I need your help with an investigation."

Zhang Rong smiled slightly and said, "No problem, let's go upstairs to my office to talk." She then gestured for him to proceed.

"Okay." Yang Letian walked upstairs with her, and as they walked, he secretly observed this beautiful detective whom He Xiao desired but could not have.

Zhang Rong was quite tall; Yang Letian estimated she was at least 1.75 meters. Her skin was slightly dark but very smooth, especially her face, which was free of moles or acne. Her eyes were not large but very bright, her lips were full, her nose was straight, and her short, ear-length hair looked neat and tidy. Her Adidas sportswear further accentuated her vitality and agility. In short, Zhang Rong was a beauty, a vibrant and wild beauty, quite different from the many beauties Yang Letian had seen before. Yang Letian thought to himself, "No wonder He Xiao praised this beauty so highly; she is indeed quite extraordinary."

Although Yang Letian greatly admired Zhang Rong, he was currently in a hurry to investigate Yu Jie's matter, so for now, he only admired her as if she were a beautiful woman on the street, without any other thoughts, at least not yet.

Chapter 165 The Beauty Takes a Job

Zhang Rong's office was not large, only about ten square meters, but it was decorated very cleanly and elegantly. There was a desk with a computer and a telephone on it, and two chairs opposite the desk. What pleased Yang Letian the most was the two pots of blooming roses on the windowsill. The red roses were so fresh and vibrant that one couldn't help but want to put their nose close to smell them, even though they knew they had no fragrance.

"Sir, may I ask your surname?" Zhang Rong asked after sitting down in the chair.

"My surname is Yang. This is my business card." Yang Letian took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Rong.

Zhang Rong politely accepted the gift with both hands, muttering, "Yang Letian, Investment Manager of Zhengguang Fund. Oh, Manager Yang, hello, hello. How can I help you?"

"Hehe, it's nothing." Yang Letian took out a cigarette and asked in a questioning tone, "Is that alright?"

"Hehe, please go ahead!"

"Thank you!" Yang Letian lit the cigarette and said, "A friend recommended you to us. He said your investigation company is reputable, capable, and very considerate of its clients, so I came here specifically to hear about you."

"Hehe, your friend is too kind. However, we always treat our clients as our top priority. Our principle is to obtain the full truth of the matter in the shortest possible time and satisfy our clients." Zhang Rong spoke eloquently and appropriately.

"Good! I trust my friend's recommendation and Ms. Zhang's competence," Yang Letian said.

"Thank you!" Zhang Rong smiled gently. "If I may ask, who is your friend? Was he ever my client?"

"Yes, he said he asked you to help him investigate something before, and he was very satisfied with the results, which is why he strongly recommended your company to me, Ms. Zhang. His name is He Xiao."

"Oh, I remember, Mr. He from Tianfang Group, right?" Zhang Rong replied without hesitation. "He was indeed my client, and I helped him investigate some things. I wonder what you wanted me to investigate for you today, Manager Yang?" Zhang Rong steered the conversation to the main topic.

"I want you to investigate my boss, Yu Jie, the general manager of Zhengguang Fund, to see if she has recently started dating someone. If so, please help me find out who that boyfriend is, where he's from, and ideally, some video evidence recording their private activities. Hehe, you understand what I mean, right?" Yang Letian knew Zhang Rong was a girl, so he couldn't be too direct and had to be more subtle.

"I understand what you mean, Manager Yang. Don't worry, I will record their entire activity as you wish," Zhang Rong said, maintaining her professional smile. In truth, Yang Letian didn't need to be subtle with her; she'd seen this kind of thing far too often and was used to it. Of course, she didn't ask any questions or show any strange expression about Yang Letian's intention to investigate her superior, because she strictly adhered to her professional ethics. She would never proactively inquire about things her clients wouldn't disclose. This was also related to her previous experience in the public security department; she would never ask what she shouldn't ask, and she would never inquire about what she shouldn't inquire about.

Yang Letian was quite satisfied with her attitude, thinking to himself, "He Xiao really didn't make a mistake in introducing her. Although she hasn't investigated yet, I believe she'll handle this well based on her attitude." Thinking this, he said, "Do you want me to provide you with her photo?"

"Hehe, a photo would be best, but if not, that's okay too. Just wait outside your company for a while, and you should be able to recognize Yu Jie."

Yang Letian thought, "That's true. Asking around at the company will quickly reveal who Yu Jie is." Thinking this, he said, "I'll give you her photo anyway. I hope you can find out soon."

"That's fine!"

"Could I borrow your computer for a moment?" Yang Letian said. "The photo is in my email."

"Oh, please!"

Yang Letian stood up, walked around the table, went to Zhang Rong's side, and then bent down to type on the computer. While entering her email password, Zhang Rong consciously turned her head to the side. Seeing this, Yang Letian chuckled inwardly. This was an email address he hadn't used in a long time, so it didn't matter if it had been hacked. But now, taking advantage of her turning her head, Yang Letian shifted his gaze from the computer screen to Zhang Rong, wanting to get a closer look at her.

From the side, Zhang Rong's features were even more beautiful, a few strands of hair falling across her cheeks, partially obscuring her face and adding a touch of allure. Her long eyelashes, fluttering slightly from the side, were even more captivating.

"Alright, that's her, my boss, General Manager Yu Jie," Yang Letian said, pointing to the computer screen.

Zhang Rong turned her head, carefully examined Yu Jie's photo, then clicked the mouse to save it to the computer's hard drive. Next, she took a digital camera from her desk drawer, plugged it into the computer, and transferred the photos from the computer to the camera. Having done all this, Zhang Rong looked up at Yang Letian and said, "When we investigate her later, we can check the photos on the camera and compare them with the real person. Only then can we track her down."

Yang Letian nodded in agreement. Then Zhang Rong added, "But don't worry, after I've finished your work, I'll completely delete these photos. I won't leave any information about the client."

Yang Letian nodded again in agreement and said, "Yes, I trust your professional ethics."

"Thank you!" Zhang Rong said with a smile. "Now I've accepted your request. Let's talk about the price."

This time, Yang Letian didn't nod but paused, thinking, "You're quite direct." But then he thought, "She's in business; talking about money is normal." With that in mind, he said, "Okay, what's the price?"

"Based on your requirements and the difficulty of investigating this matter, I think the price should be around five thousand yuan. You can pay two thousand yuan as a prepayment, and the rest after you've investigated everything."

"Okay." With that, Yang Letian pulled out twenty hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and placed them on the table.

Zhang Rong picked up the stack of bills, counted them, and then smiled at Yang Letian, saying, "Thank you! I'll call you as soon as I have any results, and of course, you can call me anytime to ask about the progress."

Although Yang Letian gave the money quite readily, he felt a pang of regret, thinking, "If I find out the truth but can't threaten Yu Jie, then the investigation will have been for nothing; five thousand yuan will have been thrown into the water." Despite the pain, he couldn't lose face in front of a girl, especially such a beautiful one. He casually said, "Alright, I hope you can hurry up and get to the bottom of this as soon as possible." With that, he stood up, ready to leave.

"Okay, I'll investigate as soon as possible, and I'll let you know immediately as soon as I have any news." Zhang Rong also stood up to see him downstairs. She escorted him to his car before returning to her room.

Once in the car, Yang Letian finally breathed a sigh of relief. He now had a clear path to investigate Yu Jie's mysterious boyfriend. Next, he just had to wait for news from Zhang Rong, the beautiful detective.

"Hehe, you told me to secretly film me and Xiaoman having sex, and now I'm getting someone to secretly film you and your boyfriend having sex. Humph, this is called giving someone a taste of their own medicine, so don't blame me. I learned this all from you, and you forced me to do it."

Just then, Yang Letian's phone rang. He picked it up and saw the number looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he'd seen it before. He pressed the answer button and asked, "Hello, who is this?"

"Me... didn't you save the number I gave you to your phone?" a faint voice came from the other end of the line.

Yang Letian recognized Zhang Jing's voice and thought to himself, "Hehe, this little girl has really fallen for me. Hmm, not bad! Giving up over a million yuan for a beauty's heart is quite worthwhile. The main thing is that the money was too hot to handle, but enjoying this beauty's favor is worry-free, haha!"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Zhang, I've been too busy these past few days and forgot to enter your number into my phone, but I still have the note you gave me. I'll enter it in a bit." Yang Letian wasn't lying about how busy he had been these past few days.

"Hehe, that's good." Zhang Jing said, "I'm at your company now. Your secretary told me you took leave. What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yang Letian wanted to say he was fine and that he hadn't taken sick leave but personal leave, but just as he was about to say that, he suddenly had a thought and changed his mind, saying, "Yes, I am feeling a bit unwell, and I'm lying in bed right now."

"Ah! Is it serious? Should we go to the hospital?" Zhang Jing's voice became anxious.

"I think I'll be alright. I think lying down for a while might make me feel better." Yang Letian's voice sounded weak and listless.

"That won't do. If you're sick, you should go to the hospital. You can't delay. If you delay, a small illness might turn into a big one. You should listen to me and go to the hospital."

"It's nothing, it's not as serious as you say. I think it's just that I ate some spoiled food last night, and my stomach is a little upset. I don't need to go to the hospital. Lying down for a while should make me fine." Hearing Zhang Jing's anxious and concerned tone, Yang Letian was secretly pleased.

"Well then, where do you live? I'll come visit you. I studied some nursing before, so I know a little about minor illnesses."

"You're coming to see me? There's no need to trouble you. You have to go to work." Yang Letian pretended to decline, but he already had a plan in mind.

"It's okay, I can take a day off. Just tell me where you live quickly!" Zhang Jing asked anxiously.

"Well... okay then, I live at No. 155, Building B, 103 Kangzhong Garden." Yang Letian told Zhang Jing the address of Wei Luman's newly bought house. He knew it would only take five minutes to drive back to Kangzhong Garden from his place, while it would take at least fifteen minutes from his company, so he could leisurely make a show of going back.

"Okay, I've already left your company and will be there soon. Lie on the bed and wait for me."

"Okay, I'll wait for you. Drive slowly, don't rush. Actually, I'm fine." Yang Letian said, feigning nonchalance. "

Alright, I understand. I'll hang up now. See you later."

"Okay, see you later."

After hanging up, Yang Letian laughed heartily, muttering to himself, "Haha, today is truly a double celebration! I've found a beautiful detective to investigate Yu Jie's matter for me, and now a beautiful woman has come to offer herself to me." Yang Letian had a premonition that he and Zhang Jing would rekindle their passion on Wei Luman's big bed today. Thinking this, Yang Letian started the car, and it sped towards Kangzhong Garden like an arrow.

Chapter 166 Conquering Zhang

Jing Yang Letian hurriedly returned to Wei Luman's residence and checked the time; exactly five minutes had passed. He quickly tidied the house, collecting all the stockings, underwear, shoes, cosmetics, and other items Wei Luman had left scattered on the floor before leaving. He then cleaned the house thoroughly. By the time he finished, fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead. Just then, a pleasant doorbell rang at the door.

"She's here!" Yang Letian whispered. He checked the time again; exactly ten minutes had passed since he arrived home. Yang Letian rushed back to the bedroom and looked at the bed, which was in complete disarray, as if someone had just gotten up from it.

"Yes, that's for the best." Yang Letian snapped his fingers in the air, then quickly went to the door. He took a deep breath, composed himself, and pretended to be weak and emaciated, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, as he opened the door.

"Letian, are you alright?" As soon as he entered, Zhang Jing supported the seemingly unsteady Yang Letian, changing her address from Manager Yang to Letian.

"Miss Zhang, you're here! Please have a seat!" Yang Letian weakly adopted the demeanor of a host.

"You're already like this, don't bother me. Come on, let me help you to bed to rest." With that, she took Yang Letian's arm and led him into the bedroom without further ado.

Yang Letian chuckled inwardly, seizing the opportunity to take advantage. He tightly embraced Zhang Jing's shoulders, pressing almost half his body against hers, feeling her softness. Stealing glances, he saw her rosy lips, her fair neck, and the unseen yet alluring parts below her neck, along with the lingering scent of Chanel perfume emanating from her. All of this stimulated Yang Letian's senses, making him feel exhilarated and almost intoxicated.

"Look at you, you're covered in cold sweat, go lie down for a while," Zhang Jing said with concern after helping Yang Letian to the bedside, noticing the fine beads of sweat on his forehead. At the same time, she quickly took out a tissue from her small bag and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead and face.

Yang Letian was secretly pleased, thinking, "Luckily, I was busy tidying up and worked up a sweat, so she mistook it for cold sweat, haha!" However, while he was pleased with Zhang Jing's gentle actions, he was also slightly surprised, thinking, "Even boyfriend and girlfriend relationships aren't this gentle. Although I know she likes me, she wouldn't be so direct and obvious. Hehe, but this is good too, it will greatly reduce the difficulty of getting her into bed."

Thinking of this, Yang Letian tentatively took Zhang Jing's hand that was wiping his sweat. Zhang Jing didn't move, letting him hold it tightly. Yang Letian was even more secretly pleased, thinking, "If I pull her into my arms right now, she probably won't resist, hehe."

Although Yang Letian was somewhat confident that he could get Zhang Jing into his arms, he didn't do it, because he felt it would be a bit presumptuous, and he wasn't entirely sure. " There's still plenty of time, no rush. Take your time. Even if you eat hot tofu while it's still hot, it won't taste as good as savoring it slowly.

" At this moment, Yang Letian grasped Zhang Jing's hand and said with considerable emotion, "Why are you so good to me?"

Zhang Jing blushed and replied, "Because we're friends. Shouldn't friends be like this?"

Yang Letian smiled inwardly, thinking, "Still too shy to say you like me? Sigh, girls are sometimes so strange. Something is clearly very simple; if you just say it, everyone will understand. But she just won't say it, she'll do all sorts of things to hint at it, to make you understand her feelings. That's why some people say that dating a girl is like waging war with her; whether you conquer or suffer defeat depends entirely on whether you can understand her heart."

"Miss Zhang, are you this good to your other friends too? Then I really regret not meeting you sooner," Yang Letian said with a smile.

Zhang Jing blushed slightly again, and said evasively, "Don't call me Miss Zhang anymore, just call me Jing'er, that's what my friends call me."

"Okay, Jing'er, it's so nice to be your friend!" Yang Letian smiled. Zhang

Jing smiled and said, "Alright, don't talk too much. Have you eaten breakfast? If not, I'll make you something."

Yang Letian had just had a big meal at that restaurant, so he couldn't eat anything now. He quickly said, "I ate, I ate some biscuits, I can't eat anymore."

Zhang Jing nodded and said, "Hmm, it's really hard for you to eat anything in your current state. Then I'll get you something to drink, something to soothe your stomach, it'll help your health."

"Okay, thank you!" Yang Letian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "Luckily you didn't force me to eat, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat anything."

"Then lie down for a while and don't move, I'll be right back." After saying that, Zhang Jing left the bedroom and went to the kitchen, which was fully equipped with utensils and had a good variety of food. "Looks like he still prefers to cook at home," Zhang Jing thought to herself, looking at the fully equipped kitchen.

She first took out a packet of fragrant, uncooked coffee powder from the cupboard, then opened the elegant coffee pot, and in no time, the room was filled with the aroma of coffee. Next, she made a steaming cup of milk and brought it to the bedroom.

"Here, this is for you," Zhang Jing said, handing the milk to Yang Letian. "I'll drink coffee; you're not feeling well, so milk is better."

"Thank you!" Yang Letian took the milk, exclaiming, "Ah! It smells so good!" His expression was slightly exaggerated. Zhang Jing smiled, seemingly very happy. She took a sip of her coffee and said with a smile, "Go ahead and drink."

At that moment, the sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the room brightly and warmly, creating a cozy atmosphere. The two of them drank their coffee and milk, chatting idly. Yang Letian felt very comfortable and at ease, but most importantly, he was completely relaxed. He felt he didn't need to use any more tricks; everything would happen naturally, just sooner or later. Just like with Xiaoman, there were no barriers, no worries.

Yang Letian glanced at Zhang Jing; she smiled, looking truly adorable. Her face was rosy, her eyes bright, and she was full of energy. For some reason, Yang Letian suddenly felt the same lazy feeling he had at home.

"Would you like another cup?" Zhang Jing asked with concern, noticing his cup was almost empty of milk. "

Oh, no, thank you. I'm full, I can't drink anymore," Yang Letian said with a smile, rubbing his stomach.

"Alright then, no milk, I'll peel an apple for you." Without waiting for Yang Letian's reaction, she picked up a fruit knife and peeled an apple. Her peeling technique was skillful; the peel remained intact, long and connected.

Zhang Jing handed the apple to Yang Letian and sat down beside him. After watching him finish, she quickly went to the bathroom to get a towel to dry his hands. Yang Letian was quite taken aback by this gentle care.

While Zhang Jing was drying his hands, he couldn't help but grasp her hand, his voice slightly excited as he said, "Can I hold your hand? Your hands are so small, so soft, almost boneless."

Zhang Jing's face flushed instantly. She couldn't look Yang Letian in the eye and was momentarily speechless. However, she obediently extended her hand to him, letting Yang Letian's large, thick hand hold it tightly.

And so, Mai held Zhang Jing's hand tightly, feeling her hand tremble slightly and burning hot. Yang Letian gazed at her deeply, while she avoided his burning gaze. Then, Yang Letian softly said to Zhang Jing, "You know, you are truly beautiful and captivating!"

Zhang Jing didn't speak, seemingly caught off guard and flustered. Before she could react, Yang Letian cupped her face in his hands. At that moment, Yang Letian felt his heart pounding; her unique and intense feminine aura made him dizzy. Zhang Jing closed her eyes, and Yang Letian kissed her. She initially accepted it passively, but gradually, she began to respond to his increasingly passionate kiss. She tightly embraced his waist, and they kissed passionately, as if the world had shrunk to just the two of them.

After an unknown amount of time, their passionate kiss finally ended. Yang Letian could feel his face burning, and he could see Zhang Jing's face flushed. Yang Letian's breathing grew increasingly rapid. Suddenly, he hugged Zhang Jing tightly again, as if trying to draw her into his own body. He kissed her hair, her forehead, her cheeks, her neck passionately, continuing to kiss her. His breathing became heavier, and he murmured, "You're so beautiful, so incredibly beautiful, so beautiful that I forget everything." Yang Letian expressed his feelings in a dizzying way. However, unexpectedly, Zhang Jing suddenly pushed him away forcefully, saying firmly, "No, no, I'm not ready."

Yang Letian stopped, feeling surprised, disappointed, and embarrassed. After a while, he said to Zhang Jing, "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive. I respect you, and I'll always put you first. I'll never force you." He quickly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to splash cold water on his face. Looking at

himself in the mirror, he pointed and said, "You, you were too confident, weren't you? Now you've really embarrassed yourself. I wonder what Zhang Jing thinks of me now? Sigh, I guess I shouldn't be so confident in the future. Even a cooked duck can fly away, let alone one that hasn't even been cooked yet!" He

came out of the bathroom. Yang Letian saw that the blush on Zhang Jing's face had faded. She was straightening her clothes. Seeing Yang Letian, she smiled sweetly at him and said, "Let's let things take their course, okay?"

"I'm sorry, I offended you a little, but you're so attractive, so beautiful, I can't resist you," Yang Letian said affectionately.

Zhang Jing smiled brightly, then took Yang Letian's hand and said, "It's okay, let's just sit here and chat. Actually, I'm very curious about you, really. Tell me about yourself. As a friend, I feel I need to understand you."

Perhaps she was right; maintaining a friendship would last longer and be more genuine. Yang Letian had experienced the helplessness and hardship behind passion, and perhaps she feared that the cruelty of reality would destroy all the beauty of today, leaving only pain and regret. So, let the beautiful things exist in the moment, at least in retrospect, they will always be unforgettable.

Women are always mysterious like a mystery, women are always hazy like a dream; beautiful women are like vibrant flowers, mature women are like fine wine; charming women are like a gentle spring breeze.

Yang Letian sat on the bed. He kept telling her about himself, from his elementary school days to his university days, and from his university days to the present. Of course, regarding relationships, he only mentioned one person, Qin Xiaolu. He said how much he once loved her, and that all she left him with was hurt. Yang Letian had his reasons for saying this: he wanted to gain Zhang Jing's sympathy and understanding, making her like him more.

Zhang Jing listened attentively, her expression softening, her eyes radiating maternal tenderness; clearly, she was moved by Yang Letian's story. They talked on and on, until suddenly they ran out of things to say. The room fell silent. Then, Yang Letian's gaze fixed intently on Zhang Jing again. This time, she didn't look away but met his gaze. Their eyes met passionately for a long, long time. They could see the desire in each other's eyes, their hearts pounding wildly. They both knew what was about to happen, but taking that step was incredibly difficult.

Suddenly, Yang Letian excitedly hugged Zhang Jing tightly; he believed she wouldn't push him away this time. As Yang Letian expected, Zhang Jing didn't refuse, though her body trembled slightly. Then her hands gradually wrapped around Yang Letian's strong waist, and they began to kiss passionately.

After kissing for a while, Yang Letian hesitated for a moment, then roughly pulled down the straps of Zhang Jing's dress, exposing her breasts. He continued kissing her, so passionately, so persistently, so recklessly.

Most women worry about their bodies; even if you sleep with the most noble woman in the world, she'll still wonder what you think of her body. So Yang Letian didn't forget to praise Zhang Jing's beauty—a cliché, but always effective tactic. He told Zhang Jing which part of her body he liked best, told her everything, to give her enough trust so he could bury his head between her legs.

Yes, in today's society, how can there be tranquility? Why be sorrowful? A clamorous and exhilarating emotion has swept the world; in such days, everyone is like a willow catkin, half-floating in the air. Pain, heartlessness, regret—these belong to the past; indulging in emotions, savoring joy, in tonight's spring breeze, under candlelight, in the moonlight, who else but me? We can simply use this as an excuse to indulge in drinking and singing, why bother tracing back to the source and getting

bogged down in trivialities? The more you think about it, the more interesting this world becomes. Yang Letian licked Zhang Jing's entire body with his tongue; the sensation was extraordinary. He saw her firm breasts bulging high within the delicate fabric of her bra, so thin, almost transparent. Yang Letian brought his face close, so close that her nipples might gently touch him. He seemed to feel her heat emanating from her skirt, the fragrant scent of her hair, and her moist, vibrant lips that made him lose his senses.

Suddenly, Zhang Jing began to embrace him passionately, her full, elastic breasts pressed tightly against his body, her fleshy red lips greedily seeking his tongue. He breathed heavily like a strong wild beast, his body strong and powerful, radiating youthful energy.

Yang Letian's arms were around her shoulders. Zhang Jing looked petite and delicate in his embrace. Yang Letian had full hips, firm thighs, and a broad, alluring chest. Zhang Jing's hands were around his waist, her fingers unintentionally resting on his lower body. They embraced tightly, like immortals merging into one, rolling together on the same large bed where he and Wei Luman had once rolled passionately.

They rolled around countless times, until finally Yang Letian lay still, letting Zhang Jing explore and caress him. She hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt and loosened his belt, then grabbed him, pressing her body against his. Her delicate tongue, as skillful as a snake's whiskers, slid from her mouth, licking his chest and lips, and finally she flipped over and straddled him.

Zhang Jing slowly removed Yang Letian's shirt, revealing his ample chest. His skin wasn't very fair, but rather a healthy, dark brown. Zhang Jing's eyes glared at him fiercely, sparkling with alluring flames. She unbuttoned his jeans, revealing a mound between his legs, like a small mountain. A faint shadow beneath his white cotton underwear further accentuated the mystery of his ample bosom.

Zhang Jing removed Yang Letian's loose trousers, revealing his naked body. His penis, now released, throbbed and stood erect, a thick tuft of hair obediently surrounding it. The large, smooth glans trembled as if greeting her.

Yang Letian's beautifully contoured thighs and calves, his full, firm, ivory-colored abdomen, his gleaming, yellowish buttocks, and his taut yet supple waist all exuded the sensual charm of a young man. Zhang Jing lowered her head, her long tongue rapidly licking his chest and nipples. It felt as if one tongue had multiplied into two or three. Yang Letian felt as if not just her tongue tip, but many tongue tips covering every nerve ending. She kept licking him, and with excitement, she let out soft moans.

Zhang Jing's licking felt so good to Yang Letian that his blood surged and his penis swelled up as if it were about to burst, a little bit of clear semen leaking from the glans. Her tongue moved down from his neck, past his breasts and abdomen, until it touched his pubic hair, and then stopped there. She started from the base of his penis and slowly licked it from bottom to top, her tongue curling up to lick away the clear little bit on the glans, and finally swallowed the glans whole. As her mouth moved continuously, her hips bounced up and down, her hands tightly gripping the base of his penis, stroking it urgently and passionately.

Suddenly, Zhang Jing stopped what she was doing, leaned back, lifted the hem of her skirt with one hand, bent her knees, and brought her crotch towards him. His erect penis, straight as a stick, poked at her, struggling to find its way in. With a flick of her slender hand, she aimed at her already parted petals, and the moment they touched, she felt a warm, moist flow. She moved forward, swallowing his penis whole, then sat up straight, moaning with pleasure on top of him, their bodies merging together.

A pleasurable tingling sensation spread from her lower abdomen throughout her body. The full, satisfying pleasure made her cry out involuntarily, like taming a wild, untamed horse. She swayed and bounced on top of it, her body tossing and turning with the horse's untamed spirit. Her beautiful hair danced in the wind, sometimes obscuring her face, sometimes partially revealing it. The intoxicating pleasure made her pretty face flush pink, and his tongue darted out, licking her lips.

Then she felt his member swell, trembling inside her. She knew he was about to reach his climax. She took a deep breath, her insides contracting and spasming. She pressed herself tightly against him, and at the same time, she groaned with pleasure as he thrust in. Then came a frenzied ejaculation, her cries rising in pitch with each throbbing of his member.

The two lay embracing on the bed, both exhausted from their lovemaking. Yang Letian continued to caress Zhang Jing's nipples and lips, his legs draped between hers. Zhang Jing felt Yang Letian was different from other men. They were calm during lovemaking, though they might experience fleeting pleasure, they were more restrained than unrestrained. Yang Letian, however, was different. Once in bed, once inside her, he was like a blazing fire, completely melting her. Every movement, every gesture of his hands was incredibly sensual, as if his entire being, including his soul, had entered her body.

Zhang Jing shifted, pressing one leg against his abdomen and bringing her lips to her lips. Yang Letian's left hand gripped her waist, while his right hand successively squeezed her breasts and then her thighs. His hands caressed her inner thighs, which Zhang Jing found incredibly pleasurable, and she naturally opened them. Then, his hands simultaneously tickled her inner thighs, gently and slowly moving between her knees and that area, even brushing against her vulva. She felt an intense pleasure.

In the final moments, Zhang Jing felt her area was slippery, covered in the marks of their passion. To make it easier for him to continue teasing her, Zhang Jing shifted her body upwards. Yang Letian slowly massaged her wet area with the fingers of his left hand, while his right hand gently caressed the tip of her vulva, repeating this several times. Watching her enter a state of dazed confusion, moaning, blushing, and trembling, he suddenly stopped at that spot, rapidly pressing and flicking it with his thumb, index finger, and middle finger in turn. Understandably, Zhang Jing was overwhelmed by pleasure, as if floating on warm waves.

Yang Letian rolled over and pressed himself on top of Zhang Jing. Zhang Jing spread her legs and tightly hooked them around his waist, and naturally, his penis slid inside. It was slippery and warm inside, each thrust bringing out thick semen. Although Zhang Jing didn't quite believe that his one-sided thrusting alone could bring her to orgasm, she still decided from the beginning to let him take the initiative while she focused on enjoying herself.

Zhang Jing spread her arms, relaxed her whole body, and focused her attention on the area between her legs. The thing there no longer had the arrogant, fierce, and valiant momentum from before; instead, it thrust with a calm and powerful rhythm, each stroke seemingly reaching its hilt, offering a different kind of enjoyment.

At this moment, Yang Letian not only failed to conquer her, but instead fell into her erotic trap, becoming a prisoner unable to extricate himself. He breathed heavily, his brows slick with sweat, until finally, he melted all the passion of the day into the fiery body of the public relations manager beneath him.

Chapter 167 Zhang Jing's Obsession

These past few days, Yang Letian had approached Yuan Tingting several times, subtly inquiring, but to no avail. Actually, Yang Letian's eagerness to know about the plan wasn't due to Yu Jie's urging. He thought that even if he obtained the plan, he wouldn't reveal it to Yu Jie. The real reason was that he wanted to know if Yuan Tingting would tell him the truth. If Yuan Tingting truly trusted him, she wouldn't hide anything from him. What did this situation signify? Yang Letian truly didn't want to think about it any further.

Because Yuan Tingting hadn't told him about the plan to deal with Yu Jie, Yang Letian couldn't help but doubt whether there was any real love between him and Yuan Tingting. Was she merely using him to do her bidding? And what about himself? Was he subconsciously coveting her wealth and beauty?

Of course, these past few days hadn't been filled with only these worries; there was also good news: Zhang Rong had sent word that Yu Jie was indeed dating a man, but Yang Letian hadn't yet obtained the intimate evidence he most wanted. However, Zhang Rong assured him that he would soon receive a satisfactory result.

This news finally dispelled some of the gloom hanging over Yang Letian's head, giving him a reason to be happy. However, he still couldn't be truly happy. Although the gloom had dissipated somewhat, it wasn't enough to free him from his troubles. Whenever this happened, he would naturally think of Sister Yun.

These past few days, Xiaoxin has been incredibly busy. She just returned from Guangzhou with a large shipment of goods, and then rushed to the labor market to recruit two more migrant workers from the countryside, bringing her total workforce to five – quite a large operation. She also spent the last few days redecorating her shop, making it look more stylish and unique.

Although she's very busy, Xiaoxin is filled with joy, and her dependence on Yang Letian has greatly decreased. The most obvious change is that she calls Yang Letian less often; sometimes it's Yang Letian who calls to ask what she's doing. Xiaoxin usually answers him in a cheerful and energetic tone, saying she's busy. If she's alone, she'll even sweetly say something like, "No matter how busy I am, I'll always be thinking of you," or other cheesy things. Usually at this point, Yang Letian would chuckle and encourage her to do well, believing she would excel. Sometimes he would even joke that if he ever couldn't make ends meet, he would come to her for help and work for her, hoping she wouldn't turn him away. Whenever this happened, Xiaoxin would giggle and say affectionately, with a touch of pride, "Brother, I'd turn away anyone but you! On the contrary, I hope to keep you locked inside forever, so you'll always belong to me."

Xiaoxin worked tirelessly during the day, leaving her exhausted by evening, which directly resulted in a sharp decline in the quality of their sex life. Sometimes, Yang Letian would return to Xiaoxin's place around 8 or 9 pm before she came home. When she did, he would hear her exaggeratedly exclaim, "I'm exhausted! I'm exhausted!" before rushing to the bathroom to shower and quickly falling asleep. So even when Yang Letian really wanted to, seeing her like this, he couldn't bring himself to pursue her. Several times, Xiao Xin sensed Yang Letian's need, especially when his hard penis pressed against her body. She couldn't bear to see him struggling so much, so she would actively caress him, letting him release his desire on her. But at these times, Yang Letian could clearly feel that Xiao Xin was forcing herself to have sex while exhausted, and the pleasure she experienced was far less than before. Sometimes he could even sense that the moans she made were intentional, meant to please him, which made him both angry and heartbroken.

A man's pleasure during sex, while not the majority, is certainly partly dependent on the woman. If he finds himself unable to provide pleasure for his woman, his own pleasure will be greatly diminished. Therefore, when Yang Letian saw Xiao Xin having sex while exhausted, with far less pleasure than before, or even none at all, and feeling it was merely a way for him to release his pent-up desire, he found it utterly meaningless.

In the following days, seeing that Xiaoxin was still coming home late and looking tired, he stopped thinking about it. When Xiaoxin offered to help him with his business, he would pat her head with a smile and say, "Silly girl, go to sleep. There are many things waiting for you to do tomorrow." Xiaoxin knew his good intentions and was moved to tears. She hugged Yang Letian tightly and fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

Ever since Yang Letian feigned illness to seduce Zhang Jing, he discovered that beneath her beautiful and passionate exterior lay a surprisingly proactive heart. These past few days, Xiao Xin's calls had decreased, but Zhang Jing's calls had increased significantly. Each call was filled with seemingly pointless questions like, "What are you doing? Have you eaten?" Her tone was gentle, occasionally tinged with coquettishness, behaving exactly like his girlfriend.

One day, Yang Letian had just finished work and was about to take the elevator down when his phone rang. Without even looking, he knew it was Zhang Jing calling. Sure enough, it was her. Yang Letian shook his head inwardly, thinking, "Looks like she's got her hands on me. Sigh!" This wasn't the outcome he wanted, but what could he do? He had been lustful, and lust always comes at a price.

"Jing'er, what's up?"

"Almost off work, right?"

"Yes, I'm already off work. What's up?"

"It's the weekend, let's go out and have some fun." Zhang Jing said excitedly.

"This..." Yang Letian was a little reluctant to go. He wanted to ask Zhang Rong at Mengyuan Investigation Company how the matter was going. He hadn't seen her since that meeting, and they had only been in contact by phone these past few days. Some things were really hard to explain over the phone, so he wanted to talk to her in person.

"What? You don't want to come with me?" Zhang Jing sensed his hesitation on the phone.

"Oh, no, no, okay, I'll do as you say. Let's go out and have some fun. Where are you now? I'll come pick you up." There was no way he could refuse now that she had invited him, even though he didn't want to go.

"Great! You don't need to pick me up, I'm right outside your company."

Yang Letian went downstairs and, sure enough, saw Zhang Jing's yellow sports car parked at the entrance. Zhang Jing also saw Yang Letian, quickly rolled down the window and waved to him. Yang Letian smiled at her and quickly got into her car.

"Where are we going?" As soon as Yang Letian got in the car, he rolled up the window and kissed her on the cheek.

Seeing Yang Letian kiss her after rolling up the window, Zhang Jing couldn't help but scold him playfully, "What? Are you afraid your girlfriend will see us or something?"

"Hehe, no way! I just don't want people at the company to see us. If people at the company see me being so intimate with a client, it will have a bad influence. They'll think I'm taking advantage of work to have affairs, hehe!"

"I hate you! What do you mean by 'having affairs'? That sounds awful!" Zhang Jing raised her fist to hit him, but Yang Letian dodged while laughing and begging for mercy.

"Fine, I'll let you off." Zhang Jing withdrew her fist and lightly brushed her hair aside.

"Thank you, Jing'er, for sparing my life. This servant will repay your great kindness with my life," Yang Letian said in a pretentious tone. Predictably, this only elicited another burst of laughter from Zhang Jing.

After Zhang Jing finished laughing, Yang Letian said, "Are you going to treat me to dinner tonight?"

"No, no, no, I'm not here to treat you to dinner, but to invite you to sweat it out," Zhang Jing smiled.

"Sweat it out? Are we going to go to the gym?" Yang Letian frowned.

"Hehe, that's right! Why are you like that? Isn't going to the gym better? Haven't you heard people say that inviting someone to sweat is better than inviting them to dinner? It's fashionable, you have to keep up with the times, haha!"

"Right now, the two things I want to do most are eat and sleep," Yang Letian said, spreading his hands.

"You're such a pig!" Zhang Jing laughed and scolded. "Since you're in my car today, you have to come with me. Let's go!" With that, she stepped on the gas, and the car shot forward like an arrow.

At the gym, Zhang Jing went to the locker room to change. When she came out, she was wearing a tight Adidas workout outfit that showed off her beautiful figure. Yang Letian's eyes lit up, and he whispered in her ear, "Your body is amazing. I didn't get a good look at you last time in bed. I'll definitely strip you naked and admire you properly later."

Zhang Jing gave him a flirtatious glare and spat, "You pervert, you're just bullying me." Yang Letian chuckled, and then Zhang Jing whispered in his ear, "I think I'm wet down there."

Hearing this, Yang Letian almost had a nosebleed. He said, "Then let's not work out, let's go back to the car."

"No way!" Zhang Jing said, laughing, and got on a treadmill to exercise. Yang Letian didn't exercise either, just watched her from the side. She had a high, firm chest, a high, round bottom, her loose hair tied up, and her face still flushed, making her bright eyes even more radiant. Yang Letian found it enjoyable just to look at her.

It seemed Yang Letian wasn't the only one who felt this way; other men seemed to share the same sentiment. Soon, the other men working out in the gym slowly gathered around. One young man, with muscles like Schwarzenegger's, approached Zhang Jing and said, "Hello, miss, I'm a trainer here. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Oh, thank you! Not for now," Zhang Jing glanced at Yang Letian and smiled.

The trainer seemed persistent, continuing with his lecherous grin, "Miss, what kind of fitness programs do you usually like? What's your biggest takeaway from working out?"

"Damn, are you instructing someone on fitness or conducting an interview? This isn't the way to pick up girls," Yang Letian thought to himself.

"Hehe, I usually practice yoga and aerobics the most, and I also like playing tennis and badminton. As for how I feel, well, my body is getting better and better, haha!" Zhang Jing said with a smile. After all, it's always a happy thing to be attracted to a handsome guy.

It was almost dark when they came out of the gym, and Yang Letian was still grumbling in the car: "That coach is such a lecher! He's like he just got out of prison after serving ten years, like he's never seen a beautiful woman before. He just sticks to any pretty girl he sees and won't leave.

His flirting skills are so clumsy." Zhang Jing chuckled and said, "What? Jealous? You say his flirting skills are clumsy, so yours are the best then? When will you let me see them?"

Yang Letian smiled mischievously and said, "Hehe! Haven't I already shown you?" Saying this, he leaned closer... Zhang Jing whispered in his ear, "Your pubic hair down there is so lush, haha!"

Chapter 168 Slightly Drunk and Alluring

Zhang Jing blushed instantly, then punched Yang Letian's shoulder hard, scolding, "Are you asking for it? You rascal! If I'd known you were this bad, I wouldn't have talked to you."

Yang Letian laughed heartily, grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Are you still wet down there?"

Zhang Jing looked up at him, alluring, and said, "Of course I'm still wet, but it's all from sweat, hee hee!"

"Oh, really? Let me see." Yang Letian reached for her private parts, but Zhang Jing stopped him, giggling, "No way! Let's find somewhere to eat, I'm starving."

Hearing this, Yang Letian also felt a little hungry, so he let go of her, saying, "You little vixen, always teasing me, see how I deal with you later!"

"Oh! I'm so scared!" Zhang Jing playfully patted her chest.

In a Western restaurant, the red candlelight flickered, casting a dreamy glow on their lips and faces, various aromas mingling with the smell of alcohol, stimulating the senses of a large group of people on the verge of intoxication. Yang Letian and Zhang Jing walked hand-in-hand to the second floor of the restaurant. By this time, Yang Letian had completely concealed the roguish, playful demeanor he had displayed in the car. He was impeccably dressed, smiling, his hand gently resting on Zhang Jing's waist, exuding gentlemanly charm—even those self-proclaimed orthodox British gentlemen would likely feel inferior in comparison.

Zhang Jing's outfit was quite ladylike: a sleeveless light green t-shirt and low-waisted blue jeans that accentuated the roundness of her hips. The glimpse of her white underwear, inadvertently exposed, repeatedly assaulted Yang Letian's vision, making his mind race like a cat scratching at him.

Yang Letian wasn't a fan of Western food and red wine, but it was clear Zhang Jing enjoyed it. She elegantly wiped her lips with a napkin, skillfully used her knife and fork, and occasionally sipped her red wine. "Let me tell you a joke," Yang Letian suggested when he ran out of things to say.

Zhang Jing smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay, go ahead, I'm listening."

"In a certain election, a male and female presidential candidate were facing a difficult situation. Their campaign teams conspired to stage a sensational incident to turn the tide. The day before the election, the candidates campaigned along the streets, riding in the same car. During the ride, the female candidate experienced an itch in her genitals, so she pulled over a male bodyguard, pinned him down, and, taking advantage of a moment when no one was looking, secretly had intercourse. As they engaged in their passionate act, the bodyguard experienced intense pleasure and, before ejaculating, withdrew, accidentally shooting a stream of semen that hit the male presidential candidate's genitals, struck his jacket, and bounced back, hitting the female candidate's leg. Both candidates clutched their wounds, groaning. The crowd, thinking an assassination attempt had occurred, panicked and rushed them to the hospital. That day, news media reported that the two candidates had been shot, causing an uproar on the island, with widespread condemnation of the violence and supporters filled with righteous indignation. The following day, the two presidential candidates narrowly won the election." At the post-election thank-you party, the elected members gave their speeches. The male elected member stood up, patted the shoulder of the male bodyguard Chen, pointed at the female elected member, and said, "Thanks to the bullet, it made us both feel great!"

Zhang Jing listened to Yang Letian's lewd joke with a smile, her face flushed, seemingly drunk but not quite. After a while, she said, "You, even your jokes are so vulgar, you're a real, unadulterated rogue."

"Hehe, I was just trying to make the beauty laugh." Yang Letian took a bite of his steak and said.

"You, you're really a guy that women both love and hate." Zhang Jing stared at him, her eyes hazy and unfocused.

When they came out of the Western restaurant, Zhang Jing was already slightly drunk. She unconsciously hugged Yang Letian's waist, and Yang Letian held her tightly, feeling his little brother harden like a drill again.

"Hey, Jing'er, are you still up for it?" Yang Letian patted her cheek and said.

"Hehe, walking is okay, but driving is a bit difficult, so I'll have to trouble you to take me home," Zhang Jing said, her face flushed. "My home is in Rose Garden Community."

Helpless, Yang Letian helped her into the car. Sitting in the passenger seat, she still seemed unsteady. Yang Letian sighed and started his sports car, driving straight towards Rose Garden Community. Zhang Jing's head gradually leaned towards Yang Letian. He didn't notice, nor did he push her away, letting her lean on him.

A sports car is a sports car after all; its speed and high-speed cornering agility were very satisfying. Yang Letian felt that driving this car was a pleasure. He couldn't wait to take it to the highway and go for a spin, but looking at Zhang Jing leaning on his shoulder, he had to abandon the idea.

Just as Yang Letian was flipping through the CDs, preparing to put on a song, suddenly a hand reached inside his clothes and caressed his chest. Yang Letian shuddered and quickly drove the car onto a leafy sidewalk and turned off the engine.

All around was darkness and silence, with only Zhang Jing's rapid breathing echoing in the car. She kissed Yang Letian's face while unbuckling her belt and grasping his penis, beginning to stroke it. Yang Letian didn't resist either; he returned Zhang Jing's kisses while removing her t-shirt and bra. Her two bright red nipples hardened after a few rubs in his hands. After a while, Yang Letian removed her jeans and slipped his hand inside. By this time, Zhang Jing was already soaked.

"I want you!" Zhang Jing murmured dreamily. Then, she lowered her head and took Yang Letian's penis into her mouth, gently licking it with her tongue, her mouth swirling and swallowing it.

Yang Letian felt a surge of pleasure wash over him. His hands, equally forceful, brushed across her thighs and then her entire body. Zhang Jing groaned and trembled, her body limp like a noodle.

At that moment, Yang Letian lifted the limp Zhang Jing and placed her on his lap, then thrust himself into her lush, verdant paradise.

"Ah! Be gentle!" Zhang Jing cried out, even more excited.

Yang Letian felt her body contracting rapidly, her movements rising and falling, faster and faster. The air seemed to freeze, yet the sounds of their bodies colliding were clearly audible. The occasional whizzing of passing cars only amplified the excitement, their heavy breathing echoing in the car.

"No, I'm going to cum," Yang Letian said urgently. He felt a massive surge of pleasure rushing towards him, like a flood.

"Quick, I'm going to cum too," Zhang Jing gasped. Yang Letian then grabbed her firm buttocks and began his assault.

"Ah, you scoundrel, hurry up, hurry up, I'm coming, I'm coming!"

After a violent spasm, Zhang Jing pressed herself against Yang Letian, biting his lip so hard that Yang Letian almost couldn't catch his breath. After the passion subsided, Yang Letian was covered in bruises, his designer suit was crumpled like toilet paper, and his pants were even more of a mess, covered in their bodily fluids.

"Look at me... sigh!" Yang Letian shook his head and sighed.

"Hehe, don't be like that, I'll buy you a new one tomorrow." Zhang Jing giggled.

Zhang Jing's home was like a luxurious doghouse, clean and fragrant but very messy. "Your house is nice, but it doesn't look very tidy, it looks a little messy, hehe!" Yang Letian said, looking around Zhang Jing's house.

"Hehe, you don't need to give me face, it's messy, it's messy, not a little messy." Zhang Jing kicked off her high heels, threw her handbag aside, and lay down on the sofa.

After a while, she stood up again and said, "Take off your clothes quickly, they're filthy and smell awful." With that, she deftly removed Yang Letian's clothes and threw them into the washing machine, then turned it on. Having done all this, she urged Yang Letian to go to the bathroom to shower. Her appearance at this moment was completely different from her tipsy state when she came out of the Western restaurant.

When Yang Letian came out of the bathroom, he noticed the lights in the room had dimmed, and soft, soothing music was playing. In the dim light, Zhang Jing wore a semi-transparent nightgown, and the trembling breasts beneath it reignited the desire that Yang Letian had just released.

Without missing a beat, Yang Letian stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Zhang Jing's slender waist from behind, and lightly kissed her earlobe. Zhang Jing's hair, like the hair of a model in a shampoo commercial, cascaded down her head like a waterfall, settling into her home. Her oval face flushed slightly as Yang Letian's kisses slowly extended, crawling up her neck. A satisfied smile graced her face, like a noble mare, sometimes raising her neck in enjoyment, sometimes lowering her head to rub against Yang Letian, her groom.

Zhang Jing could no longer bear his teasing and suddenly turned around to hug him tightly. Their lips, like those of a parched desert, met. Yang Letian skillfully and slowly untied her suspenders, revealing a pair of bouncing breasts. His eyes burned as he stared into hers, then pulled off her nightgown and tossed it carelessly to the ground, revealing a pair of firm, hill-like breasts. A faint shadow beneath them accentuated their mystery.

Yang Letian's hand reached into her paradise. Zhang Jing twisted her plump buttocks. Yang Letian understood and took off the bath towel wrapped around his waist, revealing his naked body, his beautifully curved and well-defined calves, his full and firm arms that shone with an ivory-like luster, his shiny yellow buttocks, and his slender and soft waist.

Zhang Jing lay weakly on the large bed, and Yang Letian lay on her stomach, gently licking her nipples and the surrounding snow-white skin with his lips, then moving down to kiss her navel before moving on to the next target. At first, Zhang Jing lay quietly, letting him caress her, then grabbed him and pulled him up with all her might. Her delicate tongue, skillfully gliding from her mouth like a snake's whiskers, licked his chest and lips. Her entire snow-white body moved up and down, her hands tightly gripping his arms, crying out urgently and passionately.

Between Zhang Jing's glistening thighs, in that high, prominent area, the hair was thick and soft like a green carpet, stretching all the way to her anus. Her two plump labia were slightly parted, and a pink slit in the middle overflowed with lustful fluid, making the hair shine. Yang Letian gazed at the beautiful, yearning lips and said, "Jing'er, your scent is truly alluring." He then murmured a sigh, lowered his head, and gently caressed the sandalwood-scented flower with his lips and tongue.

Zhang Jing deliberately spread her legs, offering that area to his mouth and tongue, and swayed her hips as if adding fuel to the fire. A joyful smile appeared on her face, and a strange feeling stirred within her. She loved the soft, smooth touch and caress of this man's long tongue; its tip seemed to float erratically, boundless, allowing even the most delicate parts of her body to feel its gentle, ghostly licks.

She seemed to hear his heavy, labored breathing and his incessant snoring. She carefully felt his tongue, like a slender hand, like a lively little fish, slip into the deepest part of her body. The tiny bud at the tip of her full lips quickly opened under his moist lubrication. She happily closed her eyes, hearing the rush of blood in her heart, surging up like a tide.

Chapter 169: An Excuse to Leave

. Although Yang Letian wasn't very old, he could already be considered a master at capturing women, a valiant warrior in the arena of desire. In matters of sex, Yang Letian could control and manipulate with ease.

The bedroom echoed with smacking sounds and the rapid breathing of the man and woman. Yang Letian tried to prolong the kissing, not in a hurry to attack her. Zhang Jing's body was tense, her hands appearing very greedy. She cupped Yang Letian's face in her hands, stroking his thick, short hair, kneading his well-developed pectoral muscles, and even holding his erect penis as if it were a precious treasure, stroking it.

Yang Letian squatted by the edge of the bed, cupping her plump buttocks in his hands, burying his face in her chest, his tongue lingering between her legs as if he were holding a fresh coconut, desperately sucking its juices to quench his thirst. Only when the coconut juice was sucked dry did he release her and lick other parts of her body. He searched her area, then slid his chin away, stopping like a vampire on her inner thigh, licking and biting. Having had his fill, he continued his assault, moving to the other side.

"Give it to me quickly, hurry, I can't take it anymore!" Zhang Jing truly couldn't hold back any longer, her legs struggling to break free from Yang Letian, her whole body contorted like a snake.

Seeing Zhang Jing's plump lips moving rhythmically, a delicate bud rising amidst the layers of flesh like a seedling breaking through the soil, Yang Letian knew she was overcome with lust and burning with desire. He then took his penis, smeared some of her juices on the head of his member, and aimed it at her plump opening. With a thrust of his hips, he slowly pushed it in.

At this moment, Zhang Jing's legs were raised high on Yang Letian's shoulders, making her opening even more prominent. Yang Letian exerted force, and just as he reached her bud, which was neither bone nor flesh, and rubbed the head against it a few times, Zhang Jing was already overwhelmed with pleasure and lost all sense of ecstasy. He chuckled inwardly and thrust deeply inside her.

With a sharp "snip," fluid overflowed from her private parts, gushing out and wetting his pubic hair. His member reached deep into her paradise, and Zhang Jing, overjoyed, eagerly accepted it, clicking her tongue in delight, raising her plump buttocks high and moaning softly. Her eyes were tightly closed, lost in blissful ecstasy, as if in paradise.

Yang Letian unleashed his skills, increasing the amplitude of his thrusts, manipulating his member up and down, the force of his impact growing increasingly intense. Needless to say, his aim was to maximize Zhang Jing's satisfaction and pleasure. Zhang Jing moaned softly, her beautiful hair swaying on the bed, displaying her alluring charm. Her private parts, under Yang Letian's powerful invasion, sometimes flinched in fear, and at other times greedily responded.

The two were lost in a frenzy of passion, oblivious to everything else, and this continued for an unknown amount of time. Initially, Yang Letian, determined to completely destroy the beautiful, lustful body beneath him, launched a fierce assault on Zhang Jing. He conquered and ravaged her, arrogant and domineering, intoxicated by her pleasure and her submission and pleas for mercy.

But in the end, he found himself reduced to a devoted and selfless offering, yet Zhang Jing was still relentless. After reaching one climax, her legs tightly entwined around Yang Letian's buttocks, crying out, "Not enough! Don't stop! Don't!"

Hearing her plead so sweetly, Yang Letian could only muster his strength and, with a spirit of selfless devotion, unleash another frenzied thrusting. Zhang Jing, still unsatisfied, rolled off the bed, her smooth back arched over the edge, her ample buttocks raised high. Yang Letian spread her buttocks apart slightly, and with his hand holding that wet thing, he lifted and arched it, causing her body to arch and her head to touch the bed. As she moaned with pleasure under his cover, their bodies merged into one again.

Zhang Jing's posture lying on the bed looked lewd and dazzling. Her slender waist swayed like willow catkins, and Yang Letian felt a surge of heat coursing through his body. His lust flared up like burning oil, and his penis grew several inches longer. The sensation was different from before, making Zhang Jing moan and cry out. She kept uttering lewd words and shouting, "My darling, my good man!"

Seeing her going crazy with lust, Yang Letian thrust even harder, his penis moving wildly in and out, splashing her with her juices. Zhang Jing's head was spinning. She suddenly pounced on him, unwilling to delay, and kept shouting, "Don't stop! Don't stop!"

Ignoring the drenched sweat that soaked him to the bone, Yang Letian relentlessly teased and moved, leaving passionate kisses and gentle nibbles on her neck and ears, even grazing her with his teeth. Zhang Jing responded enthusiastically, growing increasingly aroused, finally reaching her climax with a long, hoarse roar.

For a long time afterward, Zhang Jing seemed unable to recover from the climax; her limbs remained entwined around Yang Letian like an octopus, so tightly that he found it difficult to breathe. After a while, Yang Letian slowly broke free from her tight embrace, sat up, and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back."

Zhang Jing also sat up, her voice almost pleading, "Don't go back tonight, okay?"

Looking at her expectant eyes, Yang Letian couldn't bear to refuse, so he thought for a moment and said, "Is that appropriate? What if your family or someone else comes in and sees us?"

"What are you trying to say? I live alone, my family isn't in this city. As for the other people you mentioned, I don't know who you're specifically referring to, but I can tell you one thing: I'm currently single, I don't have a boyfriend, and I'm not married."

"Hehe, I was just saying it casually, why are you reacting so strongly?"

"Even casually saying it isn't okay, what kind of person do you take me for? If I had a boyfriend or husband, would I be acting like this with you? Really." Zhang Jing said with a hint of reproach.

"Okay, okay, I misspoke, it's my fault, don't be angry, getting angry will give you wrinkles." Yang Letian quickly coaxed her.

"You're so annoying!" Zhang Jing lightly punched him, then snuggled into his arms. After a while, Zhang Jing said softly, "Tomorrow's my day off, will you come shopping with me?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Letian felt dizzy and his legs went heavy. He hated shopping malls. He had accompanied Xiaoxin shopping a few times before, and each time he was so exhausted he could barely stand up straight. In contrast, Xiaoxin always came out looking radiant and full of energy. Anyone who didn't know them would think they had just gotten out of bed instead of shopping.

Seeing Yang Letian's hesitant expression, Zhang Jing couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. "What? You don't want to come with me?"

"Oh, no, no, I think I might have something to do tomorrow, so I can't go shopping with you." Yang Letian wasn't lying. He had originally planned to go to Zhang Rong's place this afternoon to inquire about the progress of a strange matter, but he couldn't go, so he had to wait until tomorrow.

"I saw a pair of rings in the mall last time. They were very beautiful, and I really wanted to buy them." Zhang Jing seemed to be talking to herself, but also to Yang Letian.

Yang Letian was startled by her words, thinking, "What does she mean by that? Does she want to marry me? No way? We've only known each other for a few days. She wouldn't say something like I have to take responsibility, would she?" Feeling uneasy, Yang Letian didn't dare respond.

Just as he was feeling a bit apprehensive, his phone rang as if it could read his mind. He picked it up like a precious treasure and reverently pressed the answer button, but still tried to sound impatient, saying, "Who is this? Calling so late, don't you want people to rest?" Actually, Yang Letian had already seen the name He Xiao on the screen when he picked up the phone.

"Hey, boss, where are you having fun this weekend?" He Xiao leered on the phone.

"What? Something happened at the company? Really? What could happen so late? Can't we deal with it tomorrow?" Yang Letian said into the phone while giving Zhang Jing a helpless look.

"Damn, what's going on? Boss, are you drunk?" He Xiao was completely bewildered on the other end of the phone.

"What are you all good for? You can't even handle this little thing, and I have to step in? Seriously! Okay, okay, stop talking, I'm coming right now, honestly, you guys!" With that, Yang Letian hung up the phone.

"What's wrong with Boss? What's wrong with his brain?" He Xiao shook his head, looking at the phone in his hand.

"Is there someone harassing him, and he wants to get away but can't find a reason? Since you called, Brother Xiao, he deliberately said this to give that person a legitimate excuse to come out?" Ruoyu, nestled next to He Xiao, said.

"Hmm, you make a good point, hehe, you're pretty smart." He Xiao chuckled mischievously as he pinched her ample breasts.

At that moment, He Xiao was playing pool with Ruoyu at a pool hall. He called Yang Letian to invite him over to play, as they hadn't played pool together in a long time. Today is the grand opening of this billiard hall, and the owner happens to be a friend of He Xiao's, so he came to support his friend.

He remembered when they were in college, billiards was all the rage; you could see billiard tables everywhere, each surrounded by a large group of people. Some tables were even just large rectangular tables with nets hanging from the four corners. Yang Letian and He Xiao would play enthusiastically, sometimes even betting five or ten yuan a game, with the winner treating everyone.

The owner, He Xiao's friend Liu Tao, started out playing billiards. He heard that when he first started, he bet two yuan a game, but now it's risen to five thousand yuan a game—and that's the usual price range. He occasionally bets ten or twenty thousand yuan a game, but that requires an opponent. Liu Tao's playing style is aggressive and precise; his best break is 110.

Liu Tao was currently beside He Xiao. Looking at Ruoyu, who was beautiful and docile beside He Xiao, he couldn't help but feel envious. He laughed, "Brother He, you're really lucky! When did you snag such a beautiful girl?"

He Xiao, of course, wouldn't say it was a gift from her, so he chuckled and said, "Hehe, it's alright, I just met her recently." Then he said to Ruoyu, "Hey, this is my friend, call him Brother Tao."

"Brother Tao," Ruoyu called out obediently.

"Hehe, you're really something, buddy. I couldn't catch up to you even if I did a hundred somersaults when it comes to picking up girls," Liu Tao said with a laugh. "Haha

, well, I couldn't catch up to you even if I did a hundred somersaults when it comes to this game either," He Xiao laughed loudly.

"Haha..." The two burst into laughter simultaneously.

Chapter 170 Billiards Confrontation

He Xiao was chatting and laughing with Liu Tao when his cell phone beeped. "Damn, it must be the boss calling," He Xiao thought. Sure enough, it was Yang Letian calling.

"You really came to my rescue just now!" Yang Letian said with a grin.

"Damn, boss, did your old ailment flare up again? Should I take you to a mental health center right now?" He Xiao joked.

"Get lost, you're the one with the old ailment. I was almost entangled by someone, luckily your call came just in time and saved me from the abyss."

"Is it that dramatic? Did you seduce some decent woman, and now she wants a divorce and is officially throwing herself into your arms?"

"Hehe, it's not as serious as you make it out to be. Where are you having fun now? What did you call me about?"

"I'm playing billiards at Xinghui Billiards City right now. I wanted to invite you over to play, and also to introduce you to my gift, hehe, just teasing you."

"Hehe, okay, I'll be right there."

Since he didn't drive, Yang Letian hailed a taxi. "Driver, to Xinghui Billiards City." After giving the address, Yang Letian lay down on the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

He had just hung up the phone when he noticed Zhang Jing glaring at him fiercely. He knew he had promised her he would stay the night with her, and he was willing to stay overnight anyway, since Xiao Xin was very busy and didn't really care if he stayed at her place every night. As for Sister Yun, although he hadn't been there for a few days, it was too late to go now. However, to Yang Letian's surprise, Zhang Jing suddenly brought up something about a ring, her words clearly implying a desire to marry him. This terrified him. Although he was very interested in sleeping with Zhang Jing, he had never considered marriage. He had never even considered marrying Yuan Tingting or Sister Yun. Therefore, Yang Letian wanted to leave quickly, afraid that he might soften his heart and make a promise to Zhang Jing, which would be like putting a noose around his own neck.

In less than fifteen minutes, Yang Letian arrived at Xinghui Billiards City. A quick glance revealed it to be quite large and upscale; the tables and cues looked authentic, far superior to those found on the streets.

"Boss, you're finally here! I thought you were stuck with some girl again, haha!" He Xiao teased as soon as he saw Yang Letian.

"What are you talking about? You think I'm as promiscuous as you? Wrong!" Yang Letian retorted with a laugh. At that moment, Yang Letian also noticed a pretty girl standing next to He Xiao. She had jet-black hair, fair skin, and a faint sadness and bewilderment in her eyes—truly a sight to behold.

Seeing Yang Letian's eyes fixed on Ruoyu beside him, He Xiao chuckled, "How about it? My girl's alright, isn't she? That old bastard Huang Sanhu really went all out, didn't he?" He spoke with smug satisfaction, as if Ruoyu were invisible. Yang Letian couldn't help but sigh inwardly for the girl. However, compared to Huang Sanhu, He Xiao was quite good to Ruoyu. He wouldn't make her kneel down and massage him in public; it was just that his words could sometimes be a little excessive—relatively speaking.

Yang Letian nodded and smiled, "Hmm, she's really beautiful. Take care of yourself, kid, haha!"

Ruoyu blushed slightly and lowered her head. Another person laughed along with Yang Letian; he was Liu Tao, the owner of the billiard hall.

"You two, sigh, I'm too lazy to talk to you," He Xiao laughed. "Come on, let me introduce you. This is my good friend, the owner of this billiards hall. His billiards skills are unparalleled, one word: awesome! Two words: superb!"

"Oh, not at all, Brother He, you flatter me," Liu Tao said modestly, waving his hand.

"Hehe, you'll see when you show us, haha!" He Xiao laughed. "And this one is also a good friend of mine, the manager of an investment company. He's got a knack for investing."

Yang Letian and Liu Tao shook hands and greeted each other, "Hello!"

"Alright, Brother Liu, it's time for you to show us your skills," He Xiao said.

"Yes, yes, Boss Liu, show us your skills so I can learn a few tricks, hehe!" Yang Letian chimed in.

Liu Tao smiled and looked around, saying, "Look, everyone's playing snooker, but nobody wants to play with me. How about you come and play a game with me, Brother Yang?"

He Xiao exclaimed, "That's a great idea! Boss, go ahead and play a game with him. Losing isn't shameful, but winning is so prestigious! You can tell everyone you beat the owner of Xinghui City. Haha, that'll be a legendary tale in Linhai's billiards world!"

"Alright then, please go easy on me, Boss Liu, don't let me lose too badly," Yang Letian said with a smile.

Since it was getting late, to save time, they decided on a nine-frame snooker match with a best-of-five break. At this moment, He Xiao suddenly said, "Just playing like this isn't very interesting. How about we add some stakes? That would make it more fun and exciting. What do you all think?"

Liu Tao looked at Yang Letian, his meaning clear: "I don't mind, but are you willing? " Yang Letian understood the meaning in his eyes, so he shrugged and said, "Sure, no problem. A little betting makes it more exciting." In his mind, he cursed He Xiao, thinking, "You're such a busybody, isn't this obviously making me lose money?" Thinking this, Yang Letian glared at He Xiao.

He Xiao saw Yang Letian glaring at him, but he pretended not to see it and continued, "Then it'll be one thousand per round. If you get five, you win all nine rounds, how about it?"

"Okay, no problem," Liu Tao said.

"Hmm, no problem for me too," Yang Letian said readily, but inwardly he was groaning, thinking, "I'm going to lose money again tonight, sigh!"

At that moment, He Xiao glanced casually at the cue and aimed, then loosened his tie and smiled at Yang Letian. Yang Letian smiled back and said, "Okay, you can break."

Liu Tao's break shot was quite good. One ball away from the quarter-ball, a low shot with weak spin, "snap!" The ball grazed the corner, clearly bouncing one cushion, two cushions, then gently turning back, three cushions, four cushions, stopping behind the three-point ball, creating a snooker. Just then, Yang Letian heard someone shout "Bravo!" The cue ball, like a seductive, flirtatious woman, seemed to be mocking him, yet also tempting him.

Sometimes, life really is like a game of snooker; whether your break shot is good or bad can determine whether your life's journey is peaceful or not. Yang Letian took a deep breath, calmed himself, and carefully wiped his cue, focusing intently on each shot. At that moment, someone cheered; the ball was unblocked. Liu Tao smiled and nodded in approval.

Liu Tao's playing style was indeed powerful; his posture was standard and intimidating. His power was just right. In the first frame, he scored over forty points in a single break, ultimately leading Yang Letian by more than twenty points, and Yang Letian lost. At this moment, Liu Tao still smiled as he watched him.

In the second frame, Yang Letian sat down, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a few puffs, and volleyed the ball. It stopped behind the four-point ball again. Liu Tao couldn't unblock it, and Yang Letian steadily won the frame. Watching him play, Yang Letian realized that unblocking the ball seemed to be his weakness, and he suddenly felt much better, his confidence rising by thirty percent. He thought to himself, "He's not as good as He Xiao said." At this moment, Liu Tao still congratulated him with a smile.

Yang Letian won three consecutive frames against Liu Tao, bringing the score to 1-3. In the fifth frame, Liu Tao stopped smiling. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a few deep drags. He seemed to have noticed Yang Letian's poor shot placement, so he deliberately hit long shots and his defensive layups were impenetrable. Yang Letian saw this and thought to himself, "Not good!" But he had no choice but to grit his teeth and try some counter-attacks, but there were still some flaws. Finally, Liu Tao took advantage of Yang Letian's weaknesses and won two frames in a row.

Time passed, and watching He Xiao flirting with Ruoyu while grinning mischievously, Yang Letian's heart began to race. The score was now four to four. Seeing Yang Letian's uneasy expression, He Xiao leaned in and said with a smile, "It's just a game, why be so competitive?"

Yang Letian thought he had a point. At worst, he'd lose a thousand yuan, no big deal. Thinking of this, he felt much more relaxed. In the final frame, he felt he had reached a new level. His shots were steady, his movements fluid and graceful, and he scored over seventy points in a single break—that was enough; Tang Letian had won.

"Excellent! Excellent! A legendary tale has been born! Haha!" He Xiao stepped forward and applauded.

At this moment, Liu Tao took a wad of cash from his wallet and handed it to Yang Letian, saying, "Brother Yang, your skills are very good. Welcome to come here often."

"Thank you for your humility," Yang Letian said modestly, then pretended to decline before accepting the money in full.

"How was it? I didn't call you here for nothing, did I? You got a great deal." He Xiao said as they left the billiards hall. "Treat us to a late-night snack."

"I didn't mention it," Yang Letian said. "But I suspect your friend deliberately lost to me."

"Hehe, boss, you're observant. He definitely did lose to you on purpose."

Although Yang Letian already had suspicions, hearing He Xiao confirm it still surprised him. He asked, "Why? Why would he deliberately lose to me? This is money, you know. Did he want to bribe me? No, I'm not a government official; I can't give him preferential treatment in business or tax matters."

"Haha, boss, you're overthinking it. It's only a thousand yuan. If you do more favors for him in the future, bring more people to his place, he'll get his money back with interest."

"Oh, I see. Okay, I'll bring more people to his place in the future," Yang Letian said. "Alright, where should we go for a late-night snack?"

"Xiaoyu, what do you want to eat?" He Xiao turned to ask Ruoyu beside him.

"Brother Xiao, I'm easygoing, I'll eat whatever you eat," Ruoyu replied obediently.

"Okay, let's just find somewhere to eat then," He Xiao said. "Oh, right, why don't we go to the food street? It's been so long since I've eaten there."

Speaking of the food street, Yang Letian also remembered that he hadn't been there for a long time either. He remembered that the last time he went there was with Xiaoxin. They had just met then, and it was all thanks to He Xiao that they were introduced to each other.

"Hey, boss, what are you thinking about? You wouldn't be calculating how much it would cost to treat us to a snack, would you? Let's go, the money you won tonight is enough to treat us to snacks for months."

Chapter 171 Roadside Chat

Arriving at the snack street, the three of them randomly chose a snack shop, ordered several snacks and two bottles of beer. They ate and drank, watching the crowds go by and listening to the everyday chatter of the locals. They felt this was a unique kind of enjoyment, no less than the experience of a five-star hotel.

"What's your name? How should I address you?" Yang Letian asked Ruoyu after settling down.

Ruoyu didn't answer Yang Letian directly, but instead looked at He Xiao, seemingly waiting for his opinion. Without his permission, she seemed hesitant to reveal her name to other men.

Yang Letian saw through the deception and couldn't help but scold, "Hey, when did you become such a pervert? Does someone need your permission to give their name? I think you're not much different from that old bastard Huang Sanhu."

"Hehe, boss, look at what you're saying, am I that kind of person? I've never asked her to give her name without my permission. She asked herself, so what could I do? Right, Xiaoyu?" He Xiao put on an innocent yet slightly smug expression.

"Xiaoyu?" Yang Letian thought to himself, "I call Qingyu Xiaoyu too."

"Yeah." Ruoyu nodded and said, "Brother Xiao really didn't ask me to. I wanted to ask for his opinion myself."

"Damn, you need his permission to give your name? Are you kidding me?" Yang Letian said.

"Hehe, you're not mistaken, my little darling is just that obedient. What? Are you envious? Who told you to pretend not to go when I asked you to come with me? Now you regret it, don't you? Let me tell you, Huang Sanhu gave me two pretty girls, and I thought one was enough for myself, so I gave the other one to my security manager. If you were here, that one would definitely be yours, haha!"

"Go away, I don't regret it at all. There are plenty of women out there. Someone like you can easily become a pervert." Yang Letian glanced at Ruoyu as he said this, only to see that her expression didn't change, and she was still obediently leaning against He Xiao like a kitten.

"Yes, you're right. There are plenty of women, but how many are as obedient as her? Take that woman who was clinging to you earlier, for example. If she were as obedient as mine, you wouldn't have needed my phone to rescue you, right? Haha!"

Yang Letian was speechless. He admitted that He Xiao was right. There really weren't any women like Ruoyu, who were like female slaves, anymore. But then again, Ruoyu wasn't born a female slave. She was only like that because she was intimidated by Huang Sanhu's lewdness. If she were truly willing to be He Xiao's female slave, that would be something to be envied. Of course, this was just what Yang Letian thought. He wouldn't say it aloud because he saw how smug He Xiao was and didn't want to dampen her spirits. However, Yang Letian was really curious about what kind of methods that old man Huang Sanhu used to make these women fear him like a tiger. Thinking of this, he said to Ruoyu, "Xiaoyu, how exactly does that old guy surnamed Huang deal with you girls? You're all so afraid of him, you've even lost your self-respect and dignity."

He Xiao looked at Yang Letian with great curiosity upon hearing this. He also wanted to know the answer. He had wanted to ask this question at Huang Sanhu's villa last time, but he was worried that Huang Sanhu would eavesdrop, so he didn't. Later, he was busy with work and indulging in his lust with Ruoyu, so he forgot to ask the question. Now that Yang Letian brought it up, he naturally wanted to know as well.

However, when Yang Letian and He Xiao's four eyes were fixed on Ruoyu, Ruoyu's face turned pale, and her body trembled slightly, as if she had seen something terrible. Suddenly, she grabbed He Xiao's arm, contrary to her usual behavior, and pleaded, "Brother Xiao, I will serve you well. I am your ox, your horse, you can ride me, you can crush me. Please don't hand me over to Tiger, I beg you! Waaah..." After saying this, she began to sob softly.

He Xiao and Yang Letian looked at each other, completely bewildered. He Xiao was even more confused, and after a long while, he said, "What are you doing? I didn't say I was going to hand you over to that old bastard Huang Sanhu . Stop crying, so many people are watching us."

At this moment, Yang Letian seemed to have figured things out and said, "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid. We were just asking casually, we didn't mean anything else, and we never thought of sending you back to Huang Sanhu." Yang Letian thought that this girl must have suffered some inhuman torture at Huang Sanhu's hands before, so much so that when they mentioned her past, she misunderstood that they wanted to send her back to Huang Sanhu.

Ruoyu slowly stopped crying and said, "Brother Xiao, please don't abandon me, okay?"

"Okay, okay, I want you, I won't let you go." Seeing Ruoyu's tearful appearance, He Xiao couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache and hugged her in his arms to comfort her.

It seemed that asking Ruoyu about her past wouldn't yield any useful information, so Yang Letian changed the subject, saying, "Oh, by the way, I went to see that beautiful detective you mentioned last time. She seemed quite capable."

He Xiao's spirits lifted at this, and he laughed, "How about it? I didn't recommend her wrongly, did I? Her investigative abilities are indeed quite good, but what's even better is that girl's looks, hehe, she's really hot."

"You little rascal, all you know is that," Yang Letian said. "But to be honest, that girl is really pretty, very tall, great figure, it's just that her skin seems a bit dark, hehe."

"Damn, you say I only know that? I think you pay more attention to that than I do, observing so carefully. I didn't observe her this closely when I asked her for help." He Xiao seized on Yang Letian's words and quickly counterattacked.

"Damn, is this what you call careful observation? Aren't these things obvious at a glance? What's the point of observation?" Yang Letian said indignantly.

"Hehe, honestly, do you have any feelings for her?" He Xiao took a sip of beer.

"My idea is for her to get to the bottom of my matter as soon as possible."

"Don't worry about that. She used to be the captain of the city's criminal investigation team. Do you think your little problem can stump her? Just wait for her good news."

"You seem to know her so well. She's not your woman, how can you be so sure?" Yang Letian asked suspiciously.

"Damn, is that even a question? Just because she was the captain of the criminal investigation team, you should have confidence in her."

"Hehe, she's not here right now, she can't hear all your flattery." Yang Letian laughed.

“I’m just telling the truth, not flattering her,” He Xiao said. “Oh, by the way, what exactly do you need the help of an investigation company for?”

Yang Letian didn’t want to tell He Xiao the truth yet, so he said ambiguously, “Some things in the company’s business. Sigh, don’t mention it, it’s so annoying!”

He Xiao didn’t press further. He knew that business was tough these days, with too many competitors. Sometimes, to eliminate competitors, one had to resort to some unconventional methods, which was not uncommon.

"Sigh, that woman is indeed a rose with thorns. Winning her over is no easy feat," He Xiao sighed. "Back then, I gave her a platinum necklace with diamonds, and she rejected it without even blinking. Sigh, I've never met a girl like that before."

"Haha, even a charming and wealthy young master like you has his off days," Yang Letian chuckled. "If all else fails, why not just force yourself on her?"

"Damn it, don't give me that advice! She was a captain in the criminal investigation team. Me, force myself on her? I think she'd be more likely to force herself on me."

"Haha..." Yang Letian burst into laughter. Even Ruoyu, who was standing next to him, wanted to laugh too, but she held back. After laughing, Yang Letian remembered something and asked, "Oh, right, how's the house going? Is it finished?"

"Oh, I almost forgot. The house is basically finished. The furniture, appliances, and decorations are all the same as my showroom. In short, you can move in right away."

"Is one million enough? Just tell me how much more you need. My friend is a rich man anyway," Yang Letian said. "

About right. I'll have the construction workers calculate the exact figures later, and we'll adjust accordingly."

"Hehe, that's great! Come on, let me toast you."

Yang Letian and He Xiao ate and chatted like this, and soon an hour had passed. Looking at the time, it was almost midnight. So Yang Letian stood up and said, "Alright, we've eaten and played enough. It's time to go back."

"Okay, boss, you didn't drive here, did you? Do you want me to give you a ride?" He Xiao stood up and said.

"No need, no need, I can just take a taxi back," Yang Letian waved his hand.

After parting ways with He Xiao, Yang Letian still didn't know where to go for a while. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but call Sister Yun to see if she was asleep. If she wasn't asleep yet, he would go over to her place for the night. He used to say that He Xiao couldn't sleep at night without holding a woman, and now he was almost like that too. He really couldn't sleep well alone in a big bed at night. So Yang Letian took out his phone and dialed the number, but it was switched off. Yang Letian couldn't help but feel a little frustrated and muttered to himself, "Looks like I'll be sleeping alone tonight."

Several days had passed, and Wei Luman was still in Shanghai and hadn't returned, nor had she called. This made Yang Letian feel both secretly happy and a little puzzled, because she had said she loved him, but now she had been gone for so long without even a phone call. This didn't make sense.

Back at Wei Luman's place, Yang Letian first sent her a text message, asking when she would return to Linhai. Since she hadn't contacted him, he decided to reach out first. After all, he had told her he loved her, and during her time back in Shanghai, he hadn't made a single call or sent a single text—that couldn't be right.

After sending the message, he went to the bathroom to shower. He didn't expect Wei Luman to reply, as it was already past midnight, and she was probably already asleep. He figured she'd see it when she woke up in the morning. Unexpectedly, when Yang Letian came out of the bathroom, there was a missed text message on his phone. He smiled, thinking, "How could I forget? She's a night owl like me."

Opening the message, he saw that Wei Luman had been very busy these past few days, with many things to handle, and might not be back for another two days. She asked for his forgiveness and understanding for not contacting him, and added a cute emoji at the end.

"Oh, I see. Looks like I was overthinking it," Yang Letian thought to himself.

Lying on the same bed where he had once passionately made love with Wei Luman and Zhang Jing, Yang Letian tossed and turned, unable to sleep. So he got up and lit a cigarette. After a while, he remembered there was a computer in his study. Since he couldn't sleep, he decided to go online and kill some of the lonely, boring time.

Chapter 172: Online Romance

Yang Letian hadn't been online for quite some time. He wasn't very interested in the internet. Besides chatting on QQ and flirting with pretty girls, he didn't know what else to do online. He wasn't very interested in games either. He was quite interested in each game when it first came out, but after playing for a while, he gradually lost his enthusiasm until he stopped playing altogether. Therefore, Yang Letian had accounts for all the popular online games, but he only reached a mediocre level on each account. Sometimes, when Yang Tian read newspapers or watched TV, he often saw reports of people, especially students, playing games day and night, sometimes to the point of mental instability. Yang Tian couldn't understand it. He wondered, "Are those games really that fun? I don't think so."

He turned on his computer and connected to the internet. Instead of immediately logging onto QQ, he first went to a Sina chat room as a guest. The chat room was a complete mess; several other guests were hurling insults at each other, spewing vulgarities and making baseless attacks on each other's ancestors regarding sexual matters.

Yang Tian found it quite amusing and joined the fray. He randomly clicked on someone's name and started insulting their maternal ancestors. The person, of course, retaliated by insulting his paternal ancestors. Yang Tian and this person, whose gender was unclear, exchanged insults for about ten minutes before Yang Tian ran out of words and left the chat room. Seeing Yang Letian flee in disarray, the guy was smug and continued searching for someone to fight again.

Having vented his anger, Yang Letian opened QQ, wanting to find a girl to chat with properly. He thought that anyone still online chatting so late must be someone he'd told him to be bored and lonely. Two bored and lonely people meeting might lead to some kind of story, Yang Letian thought with anticipation.

He remembered when the internet first started, chat software wasn't as advanced, and there was no video function, so people could easily switch genders. Before meeting in person, no one could be sure if the other was male or female. But now, with the continuous improvement of chat software and the widespread availability of webcams, it's easy to tell if someone is male or female.

Logging into QQ, he saw that all his friends' avatars were grayed out; it seemed they were all already asleep. Only he was still wandering the internet out of boredom. Helpless, Yang Letian had no choice but to add friends again. He opened the online search and chuckled to himself, muttering, "Wow, so many people are as bored and lonely as me!"

Yang Letian started selecting friends, flipping through several pages, but couldn't find anything suitable. Either the age was too young, or the username was too ordinary and conventional, failing to evoke any romantic notion.

After flipping through a few more pages, he saw a username called "Shy Yet Revealing," which Yang Letian found intriguing. He clicked on her profile and saw that she listed her age as twenty-eight. Yang Letian thought it was good; she was exactly the age range he was looking for. Without delay, Yang Letian quickly sent a friend request. In the verification message, he wrote: "Lonely night, lonely person, lonely you, lonely me."

A moment later, a message came in, accepting his friend request and adding him as a friend. Yang Letian was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "The door has been opened; now it's time for me to show off my charm." "

Hello, in the dead of night, when everyone is asleep, are you, like me, tossing and turning for love?" Yang Letian thought for a moment and typed this.

"You're so sour," the other person replied after a long pause.

"Hehe, quite the character," Yang Letian chuckled to himself, then typed another sentence: "Since ancient times, which scholar, poet, or refined gentleman isn't sour? Which one isn't decadent?

" "So you're among the scholars and poets?" A full two minutes passed before the reply.

"Indeed!"

"But to me, you look more like a womanizer," the other person sent, feigning shyness and adding an awkward emoji.

"Oh, why do you say that?" Yang Letian eagerly typed.

"Is that even a question? Just look at your username."

"My username?" Yang Letian muttered to himself as he looked at his username. Upon seeing it, he couldn't help but chuckle. It turned out that his username had been changed to "One Stand to the End" at some point.

"Damn, it must have been He Xiao who changed it when I wasn't looking." Yang Letian recalled the last time he was chatting on QQ in He Xiao's office, he met a very flirtatious girl. Yang Letian was initially quite engrossed in chatting with her, but then Yuan Tingting suddenly called him, wanting to meet him to discuss something, so Yang Letian had to rush off. Seeing that he was about to leave, He Xiao hurriedly said, "If you're not going to chat, then let me chat." So Yang Letian didn't close QQ, letting He Xiao pretend to be him and continue flirting with that flirtatious girl. Now Yang Letian thought that it must have been at that time that He Xiao changed his original username "Sky High and Clouds Light" to his current "Standing Tall to the End."

Although Yang Letian didn't choose this username himself, he couldn't very well explain it to "Shy and Reluctant" (欲露还羞). Explaining such things poorly might only make things worse, so it was better to openly admit it and explain the word from other angles, which might have unexpected effects. Thinking of this, Yang Letian typed, "Beautiful lady, you misunderstood. The original intention of this username is to be persistent in doing things. The character '挺' means effort, and the character '底' means result. Put together, it means that as long as you work hard, you will definitely get results."

Seeing Yang Letian's explanation, "欲露还羞" sent a shy emoji and wrote: Oh, I see!

"Yes, what did you think it meant?" Yang Letian teased her deliberately.

"You're so naughty, you already know and you still ask?"

"Hehe." Yang Letian typed two words and added a cute emoji.

Then, the two chatted about topics such as life insights, celebrity anecdotes, and later philosophy, history, music, sometimes even mixing in English and French. Yang Letian did this to let "欲露还羞" know that he wasn't an ignorant, boastful person. Gradually, "欲露还羞" was indeed attracted to Yang Letian, not only replying much faster but also actively initiating conversations. Yang Letian was secretly delighted. He thought, "It's time to show your true colors."

Just as Yang Letian was about to use his silver tongue to persuade "Yu Lu Hen Xiu" to turn on the camera, his phone beeped twice. It was a text message. Yang Letian typed "Wait a minute," then checked his phone. It was from Wei Luman again. In the text, she asked if he had just come back from an entertainment venue since he was still awake so late. She also sternly questioned him about whether he had gone to see a prostitute.

Yang Letian had no choice but to reply to Wei Luman. He first cried foul, saying that he was currently sleeping soundly in her room. He explained that although it was the weekend, he had only gone to a bar with friends for a few drinks and hadn't gone to any entertainment venues, let alone seen a prostitute. Finally, as if he had suffered a great injustice, Yang Letian added, "I just kindly asked you when you would be back, and you suspect me like this. Sigh, it's really hard to be a good person!"

After sending the text message, Yang Letian continued to tease the woman who seemed to be coyly trying to hide her feelings. He typed, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's okay, what were you doing?"

"Replying to a friend's text."

"Your girlfriend, huh?"

"Not really."

"Who are you kidding? Who else could be texting you so late if not your girlfriend?"

"That's not necessarily true. Lots of girls text me late at night, but are they all my girlfriends?" Yang Letian said shamelessly.

"Oh, really? Then why were you saying you couldn't sleep because of love?"

"Yeah, so many girls are chasing after me, so I'm wondering which one is my true love? I've been so preoccupied with this question that I can't even sleep properly, tossing and turning, I'm practically wasting my life for her."

"Haha, really? What makes you think all those girls love you?"

Seeing that this coy girl was finally taking the bait, Yang Letian felt a surge of secret delight. He said, "Although I'm not particularly handsome, I have a resolute face, a height of 1.76 meters, a Schwarzenegger-like physique, and a 17-centimeter penis. Wouldn't you call that some impressive assets?"

"Haha, you're just bragging. It's not illegal to brag anyway."

"I knew you wouldn't believe me, but it's okay. Seeing is believing, right? I can show you. I have a video." With that, Yang Letian sent a video call request.

About five seconds later, "Shy and Awkward" agreed to the video call. Yang Letian adjusted the camera to the optimal position, pointing it at his naked upper body. Soon, a wall appeared on the distant video screen, and "Shy and Awkward" was hiding behind the camera.

"Why don't you come out?" Yang Letian asked.

"Didn't you see my name is 'Shy and Awkward'? I'm shy."

"Damn, if you're shy, you wouldn't be online flirting with strange men in the middle of the night," Yang Letian thought to himself. "If I can't get you to show your true face today, I'm not Yang."

"Look, I've already shown myself, what's there to be shy about?" Yang Letian slowly coaxed.

"You're the one who asked me to see, but I didn't agree to let you see."

"Right, right, you're right, I asked you to see. How do you feel now? I didn't lie to you, did I? My assets are pretty impressive, right?" Yang Letian was quite confident in his pectoral muscles.

"Hmm, looks pretty good, but I wonder if it's all show and no substance."

"Damn, looks like you're not satisfied yet, you want to see my sexier parts, huh? You're such a little slut." Yang Letian thought to himself. But he didn't want to let this "shy-looking" girl see his important parts so easily, so he said, "Beautiful lady, let's take it slow, that way it'll feel better, more romantic, don't you think?"

"Okay, then you can begin."

So Yang Letian began to describe it in words: Tonight, the moonlight is like water, I wish to transform into the gentle breeze under the moonlight and blow to your bedside, to caress your beautiful face, kiss your fair neck, and then follow your silky skin..." The

"shy-looking" girl was clearly infected by Yang Letian's teasing, and said, "No, no... don't do this, I'm so nervous!"

Yang Letian ignored her words and continued his verbal offensive, launching his three-pronged attack, constantly teasing her with words about her face, breasts, and genitals. Her "shy and wanting to reveal" response gradually became more intense, and she even started saying she wanted to touch this part of Yang Letian's body .

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