A Sexually Happy Man [Full Text] - 1

The Emotions of a Male Prostitute

(Repost) A male prostitute's emotional experiences:

I indulged my body for money, drifting from one woman to another, detached from the laws and morals, losing my personality and dignity, leaving myself often with remorse and regret. Soon, I will leave here for America, because an American businesswoman, more than 20 years older than me, a very wealthy widow, wants to support me long-term. If one day I inherit her estate, I will immediately return to China and donate to Project Hope.

1. First Love Failed, Becoming a Slave to Money

I was born into a poor working-class family, the fifth of eight siblings. My parents aged prematurely to raise us, and whenever I saw my white-haired parents hunched over walking in the alley, my heart ached and tears streamed down my face. I secretly vowed to give my parents a good life while they were still alive. Therefore, after graduating from high school at the age of 20, I eagerly took over my father's job. After receiving my first month's salary of 356 yuan, I gave it all to my parents without keeping a single penny. I never slack off at work, always ready to help others and return lost property, which earned me the respect and goodwill of my coworkers.

One day, I found a black handbag. Inside, I discovered 30,000 yuan in cash, a mobile phone, an ID card, and other items. I located the owner at the address on the ID card. The anxious owner immediately offered me 5,000 yuan as a reward, which I politely declined. Later, radio, television, and newspapers hailed me as a living example of honesty and integrity. I was basking in the praise and resolved to become an upright, kind, and hardworking person.

In early December 1995, I fell in love with Qiao Yan. She was the factory director's youngest daughter and worked in the laboratory. She wasn't conventionally beautiful, but she had a pleasing appearance. Moreover, her father was the factory director, and marrying her would allow me to leverage his connections to advance my career and realize my dream of becoming the factory director myself. Therefore, when Qiao Yan's Cupid's arrow struck me, I happily accepted. However, she always bossed me around, and if I disobeyed even slightly, she would point her finger at me and yell, "Wu Chao, you heartless bastard! You eat my food and use my things, what right do you have to say 'no'?" To win her favor, I had no choice but to obey her every command.

The most traumatic thing Qiao Yan did for me was her first visit to my home. My family was poor, our house was small, and we had little property. The moment she entered, she frowned, complaining that our house was dirty, and refused to even sit on a stool. My parents were very happy that day and prepared a lot of food, but at lunchtime, she said she wanted to leave, and no matter how much my parents tried to persuade her to stay, she wouldn't stay, leaving me very embarrassed. Later, I found out that she thought our kitchen was unclean. This incident was a huge blow to me. A person can lack many things, but they absolutely cannot lack money. With money comes status, dignity, and the right to love. From then on, making money became my highest principle in life. I broke up with Qiao Yan.

2. In a time of crisis,

I became the mistress of the female factory manager. Driven by a desire to regain the self-esteem and confidence I had lost in my first love, I didn't succumb to heartbreak. With hope for the future, I studied diligently and was admitted to a television university. I majored in finance. Soon after, I was hired by a Sino-foreign joint venture for a good position—director of the factory manager's office.

The factory manager was a short, plump woman in her forties. Perhaps due to the demands of business, she looked much older than her actual age. She had a beautiful name, Zheng Caiying. I admired her abilities greatly. A woman, through nearly ten years of hard work, had transformed a small workshop into a well-known Sino-foreign joint venture with fixed assets of four to five million yuan. During her journey, she had also suffered abandonment by her husband and deception by her partner, but she overcame these difficulties with unwavering will. Out of respect for her, I worked very hard for her and earned her appreciation. She liked to take me with her on her outings, and we became close friends who could talk about anything.

I sent most of my salary to my parents, and our family's life gradually improved. However, this good fortune didn't last long; my mother was diagnosed with liver cancer, and the doctor said that surgery could prolong her life. Just when I was heartbroken over money, the factory manager, Zheng Caiying, sent someone with a check for 50,000 yuan.

Afterwards, filled with mixed emotions, I went to see her. When I pushed open her spacious office door, I saw that she was different from usual. She was wearing makeup and a transparent dress, sitting alone on the sofa, glancing at the financial statements. She smiled at me and gestured for me to sit next to her, which I did obediently. She put down the statements and said softly, "I knew you would come, and I know what you would say, but I want you to say nothing and just sit here quietly with me." I didn't understand what she meant by wanting me to keep her company. Before I could even process what she meant, she reached out and pulled me into her arms, pressing her hot red lips to mine. Her burning red lips and warm embrace overwhelmed me, leaving me powerless to resist. I let her hands caress and stroke my body, and in my breath, I experienced a intensity I had never felt before.

My affair with her was partly out of helplessness, but mostly out of gratitude for everything she had given me. She was very generous with money, but she laid down three rules for my social interactions: 1. No calling young women casually; 2. No dancing with young women casually; 3. No going on dates with young women casually.

On August 9, 1996, I went to a dance with Zheng Caiying as her secretary. At the dance, after dancing a few dances with Zheng Caiying, I was warmly invited by the young and beautiful Miss Li Kezhen. Her dark eyes immediately captivated me, making me feel that she was my world, my family, my joy… We danced a tango together, completely entranced. Back at my lodgings that evening, Zheng Caiying, her usual smiling face gone, flew into a rage and demanded that I kneel before her bed and swear I would never dance with another woman again.

However, I was still young, and the desire to marry, along with the allure of Li Kezhen's voice and smile, consumed my heart.

On September 8, 1996, taking advantage of Zheng Caiying's business trip, I secretly arranged to meet Li Kezhen at the lake. We rented a small boat and drifted slowly across the lake. Suddenly, a thunderstorm struck, soaking us completely, but the lake remained incredibly gentle. The beautiful scenery drew us closer. We simply looked into each other's eyes, understanding each other's secrets, a warmth welling up within us and enveloping us. Amidst the rolling dark clouds, we embraced and kissed.

When I returned to the company, Zheng Caiying had already returned from her business trip. She questioned where I had been. I truthfully confessed my feelings to her and told her I wanted to marry Li Kezhen. She said to me with a displeased look, "Forget about it! I won't let you succeed." I felt a chill run down my spine through her fierce gaze, and I lowered my head, enduring her venting. She shouted, "How have I treated you?! Wu Chao, I've never mistreated you all these years. I won't let you date anyone else; you'll be with me for life!" Hearing this, I trembled with anger, shoved her away, and turned to leave.

I went to Li Kezhen's house, feeling dejected. Her father coldly said, "Please don't look for my daughter anymore." He then threw a letter at me. Seeing the handwriting, I recognized it as Li Kezhen's and quickly opened it to read: "Wu Chao, Director Zheng has revealed your private affairs to me. I feel disgusted. You've been having an affair with a woman old enough to be your mother, selling your young body—you're worse than a male prostitute. Male prostitutes only sell their bodies, but you've sold your soul." "Don't look for me anymore. Our relationship is a sinful dream for me. You're shameful and despicable..." After reading her letter, I felt my head throbbing and my heart bleeding: Zheng Caiying, you're so heartless!

I angrily confronted Zheng Caiying, but she was overjoyed and invited me to her house that evening, saying she had something to tell me. That night, I arrived at Zheng Caiying's house to find a lavish dinner laid out on the table. She pleaded with me, "Wu Chao, if we reconcile, I'll promote you to deputy manager." I glanced at her, and a feeling of unfamiliarity and disgust I'd never experienced before suddenly welled up inside me. Status was no longer important to me; what I wanted was true love, something Zheng Caiying could never give me. I threw a single sentence at her: "You're despicable!" and slammed the door shut as I left. I truly understood Zheng Caiying's arrogant and domineering nature and decided to part ways with her.

3. A Heartfelt Love Leads to a Male Prostitute's Path

I pursued Li Kezhen relentlessly, promising her I would never have another romantic relationship, and we finally reconciled. To escape Zheng Caiying's entanglement, we left our hometown and went to the Mengji Dance Hall in Shenzhen. The manager, seeing my handsome appearance and the many wealthy women I attracted, appointed me as the manager of the dance department.

Soon after, Li Kezhen received an urgent telegram from home: her father was seriously ill and needed immediate return. Li Kezhen dragged me home in a frantic rush; her father had lung cancer, and without treatment, his life was in danger. But we were once again worried about money. In this crisis, I decided to sacrifice for love and prepared to work as a male waiter at the nightclub. She said, "Wu Chao, you are such a good man. Please forgive my past rudeness to you! How can I ever repay you in this life?" As she spoke, she suddenly knelt down before me and broke down in tears.

Every night, as I left, dressed in a suit and exuding elegance, Li Kezhen was in great pain. She even cursed herself for being incompetent, but she couldn't stop me from going. On the night of November 3, 1996, I was delivering coffee to each table as usual. When I reached the ninth table, my hand was grasped by another wrinkled hand. I looked up and saw a middle-aged woman smiling meaningfully at me; I sensed she was a wealthy woman. That night, as soon as I took her home, she looked at me lustfully, threw me ten thousand yuan, and said, "I want you to spend ten nights with me; this is the advance payment." She then undressed and got into bed. I felt nauseous looking at her wrinkled body, but the image of Li Kezhen's father, sick and contorted in pain on his sickbed, flashed through my mind. I closed my eyes and pressed myself against her…

The body is the temple of love; to distort one's soul is extremely painful. When I exchanged my youthful body with those wrinkled, withered, ugly old women, I often imagined them as beautiful women, thinking that if I closed my eyes, thought nothing, and didn't see anything, I could just grit my teeth and get through it. But I never expected that as soon as I got into bed, an uncontrollable wave of nausea would wash over me. It was then that I realized I couldn't fool myself.

Since becoming a male prostitute, my monthly income had exceeded 6,000 yuan, which, combined with my salary, was finally enough to cover my father-in-law's medical expenses.

After six months of treatment, Li Kezhen's father's illness was basically cured. When my father was discharged from the hospital, both he and Li Kezhen had smiles on their faces, but for some reason, I couldn't smile. I turned my face away and sobbed silently. Afterwards, I locked myself in my room, drank an entire bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and cried my heart out.

On June 21, 1997, a moonless, dark night, I came home from work and was stunned when I opened the door. I saw Li Kezhen and a man embracing naked on the bed. I felt inferior because of my past as a male prostitute and muttered a few words. Unexpectedly, Li Kezhen flew into a rage, pounced on me, and scratched my face and neck until I was covered in blood. She angrily shouted, "Wu Chao, we're on completely different paths. There's no love between us. I'm going with him!" After saying this, Li Kezhen grabbed the man and started to walk out. I quickly grabbed her arm, begging her not to leave me, that I truly loved her. But she said, "How philanthropic you are, showering love on women of all ages! You're a true male prostitute. Humph, I won't marry you unless you become a millionaire as a male prostitute."

The more I hoped to salvage this dying love with money, the less Li Kezhen valued me. She simply quit her job at the dance hall and lived a life of extravagance, like a wealthy lady, traveling, playing cards, dancing, and eating late-night snacks. Her expenses kept increasing, and my wages at the dance hall could no longer satisfy her desires. I gave up and began a crazy career as a male prostitute to earn money to please Li Kezhen. But Li Kezhen ultimately ran away with another man, leaving my broken heart constantly tormented by a single thought—to kill Li Kezhen—to kill her! Had my devoted love been met with nothing but heartlessness?

4. True love lost, bitter wine brewed alone.

Just then, Li Kezhen's father and sister came to visit me. He said, "Our family is truly sorry for you. My wretched daughter, Li Kezhen, eloped with someone. If she appeared before me, I would surely kill her. But we will always remember your life-saving grace. Our youngest daughter, Li Zhu, said that if you are willing to reform and stop being a male prostitute, she is willing to marry you." I looked into Li Zhu's bright eyes, my heart filled with conflict.

I don't know when it started, but Li Zhu also went to a computer training class in Shenzhen. She began coming to my place every week to do my laundry, cook, and clean. Every time she came, she would bring a bouquet of red roses and place it on my bedside table. Everyone who knew her treated her like my little sister. One weekend night, I danced with her at a dance hall until after 10 p.m. I offered to take her back to school, but she stubbornly refused, acting mischievous and willful. She suggested we go to my place for drinks and a chat. I couldn't bear to disappoint her; she was a good girl. So, I took her there.

As midnight approached, Li Zhu was slightly drunk, muttering words of affection to herself. The next day, she woke up to find herself lying on the sofa, with me wearily beside her. She was so surprised she couldn't speak. The following day, Li Zhu came to my place with a large bouquet of red roses. I patted her head to show I missed her. She took two movie tickets from her pocket, blinking her bright eyes, and said, "This is the best tragic love story in the world. They say it's a story that will move you to tears." The movie was called *Titanic*, and we watched it for over three hours. Li Zhu cried from beginning to end. We left the theater after 1 a.m. She said, "Why can't you give me a love like in *Titanic*?"

I stood before her and said, word by word, "You're a girl I can't bear to hurt. Love is a luxury for me; I dare not easily infringe upon it..."

I watched her run away without looking back. I knew that with her departure, I would lose my love forever, but I didn't regret it, because I couldn't give her the love she dreamed of. I believed that one day she would understand that my apparent "heartlessness" was precisely to give her a special kind of care.

Male prostitutes are like tightrope walkers, hoping to stop, yet unable to stop anytime soon. Stopping means losing money; stopping means falling off the tightrope and plunging into the abyss of poverty. From then on, I didn't belong to myself but to many women; the women I slept with were merely banknotes, and I frantically leaped through piles of money. As the hundred-yuan bills piled higher and higher, and my physical exhaustion grew heavier each day, I felt my own despicable and terrifying nature, nailed to an indelible cross of shame. When I'm alone in the quiet of the night, savoring the bitter wine I brewed myself, I finally understand that I was wrong from the very beginning. Relying on the wealth of others is like clinging to a drifting cloud. I might like you today, give you a few days, but younger men will always replace you. A man should never sell himself and live off a woman! *

The Happy Man's Character List Update (July 22nd)*

Character Introduction (to be added as the plot develops...)

Male Lead:

Wu Junhan, 23 years old (22 at the beginning) The only male lead in this book. Due to his tumultuous early life, he has long seen through everything and works as a gigolo. He is generous and loyal, and although he seems indifferent to everything, he is passionate and determined to change his life. He gives a certain amount of affection to the girls who like him, but dares not give them his love. Because of his own circumstances, he doesn't want to hurt any girl's heart. So, to outsiders, he seems hypocritical, but in reality, he is very loyal and sentimental. Although he has had failed relationships, he takes good care of every woman who loves him. His philosophy on love is: if you love, love wholeheartedly, without hesitation, and give your all without regret!

Charm Index: ★★★★★★★★★★

Female Lead:

Chen Yu, 21 years old. The daughter of a wealthy businessman from Tianjin Dahua Construction Company. Initially, her feelings for Wu Junhan are ambiguous. What will happen later?

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★★☆

Liu Yating, a white-collar professional at a large multinational corporation, earns a high annual salary. She had her first time with Wu Junhan after a drunken night. For many years, she denied her feelings for Wu Junhan, keeping them buried deep inside, only realizing the depth of her love for him at the very end.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★★★

Yang Huilin, 29, owner of the "Light Things Flying" beauty center in Beijing. Her husband died young, and she was one of the first women to fall in love with Wu Junhan.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★★★

Yang Fang, 21, Chen Yu's classmate and one of Wu Junhan's tenants. She fell in love with Wu Junhan at first sight.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★★☆

Liu Pan, 26, Wu Junhan's right-hand woman. After a heartbreak, she went to "Dream Paradise" to indulge herself, where she met Wu Junhan. After a one-night stand, she fell in love at first sight. As Wu Junhan's career took off, he always kept her in the public eye.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★★★

Lin Yan, 23, Wu Junhan's university classmate. She had a crush on Wu Junhan for many years, but after he dropped out of school, she never saw him again. However, she met him again by chance after getting drunk at a bar, and their relationship blossomed. From then on, she stayed by Wu Junhan's side.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★☆

Wang Yanyan, 23 years old, Wu Junhan's first love. After Wu Junhan acquired Xia Xue's company, the two met again after work, cleared up the misunderstanding of their breakup, and reconciled.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★☆

Xia Xue, 24 years old, the daughter of a bankrupt company owner. Wu Junhan acquired her company building and gave her important responsibilities, leading to a gradual development of feelings between them.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★★★

Qiu Mengyan, 22 years old, Xia Xue's cousin. She works with Xia Xue at Xinsheng Group. After Wu Junhan accidentally knocks her down, the two slowly grow closer.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★★

Dongfang Bing, 20 years old. Wu Junhan and she happily get together after a chance encounter.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★★★☆

Xie Jing, 21 years old, can be said to have fallen in love with Wu Junhan at first sight.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★

Hua Xianglan, 30 years old, owner of a materials company. What kind of relationship does she have with Wu Junhan? Let's wait and see.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★★

Liang Meiqi, 20 years old, a Peking University student. Due to her family's poverty, she works part-time at a hotel. Wu Junhan is attracted to her during a client meeting and is given to her for pleasure. What happened next? Please read the book for details.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★★★★

Other Characters:

Wang Liang, 22 years old, Wu Junhan's brother. After getting married with Wu Junhan's help, he opens a bar in Beijing.

Charm Index: ★★★★★★

Li Xiaoyun, 22 years old, Wang Liang's wife. She has very little screen time.

Beauty Index: ★★★★★★

Chen Guangyao, 45 years old, the boss of Tianjin Dahua Construction Company, Chen Yu's father.

Charm Index: ★★★★

Lao Dao, age unknown, background unknown, is Dongfang Bing's grandfather.

Charm Index: ★★★★★★★★

Zhu Tian, 35 years old, Vice President of Huaxianglan Company.

Charm Index: ★★★

This young woman brought me a long-lost passion.

We had no love.

15 years ago, I was divorced, and all three of my daughters were awarded to me. Because my family lived in the countryside, where people were quite conservative, I didn't want to listen to gossip, so I took my children to Shenyang.

At that time, my daughters were very young, and I, a grown man, was both father and mother to three children, while also working as a truck driver to support the family. It was very hard. I lived like this for three years, and my parents felt sorry for me and kept urging me to remarry.

Through a friend's introduction, I met my current wife. She is from my hometown, 10 years younger than me, and had also been married once before, with her children awarded to her ex-husband. At the time, I didn't have any particular thoughts; I just wanted her to care for my children and help me manage the household affairs. We went through a simple procedure, had a meal with relatives and friends, and that was it—we were married.

After we got married, I found her to be a good person. She kept the house impeccably organized, got along well with the children, and was very filial to her parents-in-law. She was truly a perfect wife. People of our generation are quite conservative; marriage is just about finding a companion.

Later, my business grew bigger and bigger, and I no longer had to handle many things personally. Most of the time, I just needed to stay home and answer the phone. Besides, I'm a family man; even if I'm out socializing late, I always insist on coming home. My career was quite successful, but I always felt like something was missing in my life.

The climax is approaching

! Due to an inspection trip to a company today, today's update will be delayed by two chapters. I hope you understand! The story is about to enter a small climax!! It's worth looking forward to!!!

Chapter 1: No Regrets in Life

Time: 9:38 AM Location: Inside a house in Beijing.

The International Church, also known as the largest Christian church in Tianhai, is one of the most famous Christian churches in China, and many large-scale ordination ceremonies in China are held here. A grand wedding is currently taking place inside, accompanied by the joyous "Wedding March." The officiant, supported by Christ, stands before the newlyweds and

asks: (Male) "Wu Junhan, are you certain that this marriage is ordained by God, and are you willing to accept Xia Xiaoyu as your wife?"

"I do."

(Male) "God has given you life on earth. You should treat your wife with tenderness and patience, love her, live only with her, and build a Christian family. Respect her family as your own, and fulfill your duties as a husband for life. Do you promise this before God and all people?

" "I do."

(Female) "Xia Xiaoyu, are you certain that this marriage is a gift from God, and are you willing to accept Wu Junhan as your husband?

" "I do."

(Female) "God has given you life on earth. You should always be gentle and dignified, submitting to this person, loving him, helping him, living only with him, and building a Christian family." You must respect his family as your own, be filial to them, and fulfill your duties as a wife to the end. Before God and all others, you promised to do this.

"Men, cry, cry, it's not a sin. Even the strongest person has the right to be tired. If behind a smile only heartbreak remains, why be so pathetic? Men, cry, cry, it's not a sin. Taste the long-awaited tears. Even rain is a kind of beauty. Why not seize this opportunity and cry your heart out? It's not a sin..." The phone rang incessantly.

"Hello! Who is it?" I asked, still half asleep.

"Hello, is this Mr. Wu Junhan?"

"Yes, this is him. Who are you?"

"I'm from the adult education program at XX school."

"Oh! Oh! I know. What can I do for you?"

"Congratulations, Mr. Wu. You can come to our school to pick up your graduation certificate." "

Really? That's great! Thank you, thank you. By the way, when can I come to pick it up?" “

You can come and pick it up anytime except weekends.”

“Okay, thank you again.”

“Mr. Wu, you’re too kind. That’s all then, Mr. Wu, goodbye!”

"Okay, goodbye!"

Sigh! I only received my university graduation certificate this year, which should have been two years ago. The helplessness of life. After hanging up the phone, I couldn't help but sit on the bed, thinking about the dream I just had.

Sigh, another dream, I dreamt of her. It's been almost four years. She should be married by now. I wonder how she's doing. Come to think of it, she should be doing well. She's so beautiful and gentle. Any man would cherish her. She, she's the bride of my dreams. Her name is Xia Xiaoyu, and we were classmates in university. We met, got to know each other, and fell in love in our first year. In our second year, I dropped out because my mother got sick. Xiaoyu really wanted to help our family, but their situation wasn't much better than ours, so I didn't accept her help. Besides, I'm a grown man; I couldn't just accept a woman's help, especially from her family. On the day I left, we agreed to meet again after graduation and starting work. But less than two months later, she broke up with me and fell in love with someone else. She said that her boyfriend's family was relatively well-off; both his parents were high-income earners. She even said she'd be with me again in the next life. If we're going to rely on the next life for everything, what's the point of living this life? I didn't say anything after hearing that. People, you know, water flows downhill, people strive for higher places. She has such a good guy who likes her; I should be happy for her, that's what I should be happy for. Didn't someone say, "Loving someone doesn't necessarily mean you have to have them"? Seriously, I don't know which idiot said that. I wonder if the person who said that has ever experienced this feeling. Sigh, I won't say anymore… Although I'm heartbroken, I still chose to part amicably, showing the gentlemanly style of a real man. I didn't argue with her, didn't make a scene, and certainly didn't ask her why. Only an idiot would ask that question. If you had to choose between being rich and poor, which would you choose? I think any human would choose the rich. Why? That's just how real life is. I can only bury all my love and pain for her deep in my heart, hoping that time will slowly erase it, make me forget. I don't want to forget this love, this pain, even now. Maybe this is what people call an unforgettable first love.

Sigh! I won't think about her anymore. I can still live without her. I'll get up, get dressed, brush my teeth, wash my face, fix my hair, change my shoes, and get ready to go to school. Today is a day worth celebrating for me. After three years of self-study at university, I finally received my graduation certificate. It wasn't in vain that I worked so hard for three years.

Stepping out of the school gate, I picked up my phone. "Who should I call to celebrate? Yes, him! He's perfect; he has everything I need." With that thought, I found the number and dialed. It connected:

"Liangzi, what are you doing?"

"Sleeping." The other person seemed to still be sleeping.

"Who is it? So early in the morning, not letting me sleep, how annoying!" A woman's unhappy voice came from the phone.

"It's me, your older brother."

"Ah! Older brother, I'm sorry, what made you think of calling me today?" The other person seemed surprised and happy.

"Hehe, I was just missing you guys! How are you and Xiaoyun doing?"

"Fine, fine, we're both doing well. Big brother, when are you coming over for a visit?"

"Hehe, I just called to reserve a table!"

"Big brother, what kind of talk is that! Do you need a reservation to come over? What kind of person do you take me for? Aren't we brothers?"

"Hehe, alright, don't get angry. I was just joking. Okay, that's it, I'll be over at 7 pm."

"Okay, big brother, don't be late, or Xiaoyun will scold me again."

"Okay, that's it, you can go back to sleep, bye."

"Goodbye, big brother."

Hehe, the person on the phone was my brother and his wife Xiaoyun. That's how my brother is; if you say anything about not treating him like a brother, he'll get angry. His name is Wang Liang, and our friends call him Liangzi. To be honest, I'm the one who gave him that nickname, and I'm the one who made it famous. He's the same age as me, a few months younger. We used to work together, and we were very close. The person who started working at my current place started a year later than me, and within six months, she got together with a hotel waitress, who is now my wife, Xiaoyun. We got married this Spring Festival, and I was even their matchmaker. A few months ago, they opened a bar in the city center, and the young couple is living a pretty good life.

I checked the time; time flies, it's already past 11 o'clock. I hailed a taxi and found a place to eat; I haven't eaten anything since morning, and if I don't eat soon, it'll be a shame.

Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Wu Junhan, I'm twenty-two years old, 1.78 meters tall, and while I'm not as handsome as Pan An, I'm not far off either—I'd consider myself a handsome man among men. I'm single, own a house and a car, but I rarely use the car myself; Beijing's traffic isn't ideal, driving is slower than walking. Occupation: Hehe, a little embarrassed, my occupation is called "Cowherd." If I'm kept by a wealthy woman, I'm called a "male prostitute," or more politely, a "public relations officer," but more colloquially, a "gigolo." However, I still prefer the elegant name "Cowherd," as it's an old profession.

You might ask, why would a handsome man like me choose this profession? Well, I didn't want to either. It all started four years ago when I dropped out of school to take care of my mother (my father passed away when I was very young). Less than two months after returning home, I received a "death notice" from my relationship. Heartbroken, I impulsively decided to go out and work to save money for my mother's medical treatment and to pay back the money I borrowed from relatives for my education and my mother's medical expenses. I never imagined that job competition would be so fierce after I came out into the world. At first, I did all sorts of jobs: delivering newspapers, gas work, construction work, waiter/waitress, and so on. Although I could endure the hardship, I couldn't bear the thought of working hard for no money. Those jobs only paid a little over a thousand yuan a month. After covering my own food and lodging, there wasn't much left, let alone money for my mother's medicine and medical expenses. I had no diploma and no special skills. Then I saw advertisements everywhere for male and female escorts, promising monthly salaries of 10,000-50,000 yuan, annual salaries of hundreds of thousands, and even millions for top performers. But as it turned out, I was one of those top performers. So, I decided to give it a try and tore down a few advertisements from a utility pole advertising male escorts for high-end hotels. I called the number on the advertisement, and to my surprise, I was accepted without even a test. I thought to myself, "I made over a million in two years of this, then I can start my own small business, and that'll be it." But shortly after I started working, my mother abandoned me to go find my father, saying, "Your dad's planning to take a concubine over there, I have to go stop him." I was speechless. My mother could still joke like that at a time like this; I was truly impressed.

Maybe it was a relief for her. But I had to continue working. I had signed a three-year contract when I joined. It's like a prostitute's indenture in ancient times. I still have to stay in this hellhole for another year. There's no going back, but I haven't regretted it. I thought it through carefully before I joined. I don't know why; maybe it was heartbreak, a desire for revenge against women, the helplessness of life, or something else. Wang Liang was the guy I met back then…

At six o'clock in the evening, I changed into what I thought was a cool, mature, charming, and sophisticated outfit—a professional gold-collar suit. Although I'm not exactly a gold-collar worker, as the saying goes, "Clothes make the man, not the Buddha!" Even the most beautiful and handsome person needs clothes to compensate for any shortcomings, right? It turned out I made the right choice. Walking down the street, I got at least 99% of girls turning their heads to look at me, if not 100%. Several girls almost dumped their boyfriends in the street to run off with me! You didn't see the way those men looked at me; the anger in their eyes could roast a whole lamb! They wanted to kill me! If this weren't a society governed by law, I probably would have been dead several times over. To avoid incurring public wrath, I wisely slipped away, hailed a taxi, and went to a bar.

"Dream Paradise," the name I gave it. You don't know what that place is? It's my brother's bar.

The car arrived at the bar, I got out, glanced at my watch—it was almost time, just one minute to seven. A person should be trustworthy, right? Don't be late, don't be early. Being late is bad, being early is inconvenient, so being neither early nor late is best. Hehe, just kidding, I'm not that rigid. The car was stuck in traffic for over ten minutes.

"Liangzi, over there?" I called out before we were even fully inside.

"Brother, here I am!"

"Hehe, business is good, isn't it?" I said, walking over and giving Liangzi a warm hug, patting him on the shoulder.

"Not bad, come on in, brother."

"Where's Xiaoyun?" I asked, walking to the bar and sitting down.

"She's inside, go call her, brother, wait a minute."

"No need, you guys go about your business, I'll just sit here for a bit."

"Alright, brother, what would you like to drink?"

"Give me a bottle of '95!" I thought for a moment and said. The reason I don't come here often is because my brother is just too good to me. He always brings me the best wine. It's a waste, isn't it? He doesn't earn money easily these days, paying taxes to the government and protection money to outsiders. It's an unspoken rule in this business, thankfully not a lot. Otherwise, there would be trouble in this shop every day.

"How can I give you '95? You're making me feel bad. I recently got a batch of '82, French, a new variety, the taste is pretty good. I'll get you a couple of bottles to try." Here we go again. As soon as he finished speaking, he took the wine out from under the bar, as if it had been prepared beforehand.

"How is it? Not bad, right?"

"Hmm, not bad, the taste is good," I looked at it and saw it was "Romanee Conti," from the Córdoy region of France.

"Hehe, I knew you'd like that."

"Big brother, you're here!" Xiaoyun came out from inside and said.

"Yeah, Xiaoyun, when are you two going to have a baby so I can be the godfather soon?" I teased them.

"Hehe, I haven't thought about it yet," Xiaoyun said, blushing.

"Big brother, when are you planning to come out?" Liangzi asked from the side.

"Well, I'll come out after three years. I haven't decided what to do yet. I'll come out when I do. Anyway, it'll be soon, just a few months, less than a year! Right? No rush."

"Big brother, why don't you spend some money to come out now? Come to my place first. I still have a share for you." Liangzi poured me a drink and said.

"Yeah, I've thought about it, but I don't want to give away all the money I've worked so hard to earn. It's less than a year, I'll just bear with it and persevere." I said calmly.

"That's true, that's all we can do for now." Liangzi said helplessly.

Actually, I know he did it for me. He spent about 300,000 yuan to get married to Xiaoyun. Since he had only been there for less than two years, that's why he needed so much. The hotel manager made it sound like the 300,000 yuan was a breach of contract fee, but wasn't it just a form of extortion? Liangzi's situation was similar when he came in, and we got along quite well, so I lent him 200,000 yuan when he redeemed himself. Later, he borrowed money from me for his wedding and now for opening the bar. I considered the wedding money as my adopted brother, and I gave him a red envelope when he got married. Hehe, I never thought about asking him to pay back the bar money. Anyway, I have shares in it, and I don't have to be here to watch the store every day, so I just get a share of the profits at the end of the year. I never thought about asking him to pay back the wedding money. As the older brother, I should contribute to my younger brother's wedding. Of course, I didn't tell him any of this, otherwise, he would get angry with me again.

"Big brother, business has been pretty good this year, and we've made some money. Here's over 100,000 yuan. You can take it first, and Liangzi and I will pay you back the rest slowly." Xiaoyun took out a bank card from behind the bar and placed it in front of me. "See, I was just saying that, and they pulled this stunt. I'm really scared of them." (Sweat~~~ You're afraid of money? Go ahead and be hypocritical.)

"If you keep doing this, I won't come again. I didn't come here to ask you for money," I said, pretending to be angry, but I was actually really angry.

"Big brother, I know you didn't come here to take the money, but we feel really bad about it," Xiaoyun said cautiously.

"That's right, big brother, just take it for now. We know you don't need the money right now, but we'll have to pay you back sooner or later. Since we still have some, just take it. I'll come back for it when I need more money later," Liangzi chimed in.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Besides, I'm alone. What money do I need? Besides, I still have some money. Keep this money. If there's anything that needs to be spent at the bar in the future, consider it an investment, okay?"

"This...this..."

"Are you going to call me big brother or not? If you are, then stop nagging." You can pull this trick, so can I.

"Then let's listen to your brother, Xiaoyun, put it away first. By the way, brother, aren't you working tonight?" I was stunned; he only just asked me if I was working.

"I'm off today. I turned down a few appointments," I said wearily, taking a sip of my drink. "Never mind that. I just got my graduation certificate today and wanted to come over and celebrate. How about it? Your brother's amazing, right? Finally finished university, haha." I said happily.

"Of course, my brother, need I say more? He's the best at everything. This is just for celebration. Come on, brother, let's have a toast." Liangzi was also quite happy for me. "

Come on, let's have a toast. You don't think I was just joking now, do you?" When I said I was going to study on my own and finish university, Liangzi thought I was just kidding, and I didn't say much to him.

"Haha, brother, you still remember that? But I don't think that anymore," Liangzi said, scratching his head a little embarrassed. "

Chatting with Liangzi about the future, time flew by and it was already past ten o'clock at night. The city's nightlife was officially starting, and the bars were getting crowded. I felt embarrassed to disturb their business any longer.

"Hehe, I'm not chatting anymore. I'm going out for a walk. I'll come back when I have time." I said, finishing my drink in one gulp and standing up.

"Okay, brother, you must come when you have time. Who knows, maybe you can..." Liangzi's lewd appearance made me want to punch him. Even after getting married, his mind is still so lewd. But, we're both the kind of 'gentlemen' who say things without thinking.

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun..." I shouted loudly. At this point, only calling Xiaoyun could stop him, but no matter how much I shouted, Xiaoyun wouldn't hear me because my voice was less than one percent of the music. I just wanted to scare Liangzi.

"No. Don't do that, brother. It's just a joke!" "Liangzi said fearfully.

"Hehe, let's see if you dare to talk nonsense again. I'm leaving, call me, see you next time." I said as I walked towards the door.

"Okay, big brother, take care!"

Chapter 2 Different Encounters

Chen Yu, daughter of Chen Guangyao, chairman of Dahua Real Estate. Dahua Real Estate is a construction company in Tianjin, with assets of over a billion yuan. Ever since Chen Yu went to university, Chen Guangyao and his wife have been introducing her to boyfriends. Of course, the people who introduce her to boyfriends must have certain family influence in Tianjin. It's a political marriage that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Chen Yu had tried to communicate with her parents many times, but to no avail. A few days ago, in a fit of anger, she ran away from home to Beijing to find her classmate. However, her classmate's family had gone on a summer vacation abroad. Chen Yu, feeling helpless and unwilling to give up and go home to her parents, spent a few days in Beijing. She hadn't brought much money with her, far from enough for her extravagant spending. Her parents, angered, froze her accounts. Today, she was kicked out of her hotel because she couldn't pay her bill, and now she only had a few yuan left. She hadn't eaten dinner yet and was listlessly wandering the streets. She walked into a small alley, followed by two young men, completely unaware of her

presence… Leaving Liangzi's bar, Wu Junhan wandered from East Street to West Street, looking around. Before he knew it, it was past 2 AM. Looking up at the sky, he saw only a tiny, eyebrow-like moon and a few scattered stars. He couldn't sleep so early, so he slowly walked back. Hesitating for a moment, looking left and right, he chose to walk through the city's alleyways.

Walking silently through the alley, he soon heard a girl's cries for help from ahead. Wu Junhan hurriedly ran in, and soon saw two men surrounding a young girl, laughing wildly. Because the alley was dark and unlit, he couldn't see her face clearly. But judging from her figure and the white dress she wore, she was a pretty girl—this girl was Chen Yue.

"What do you want?" Chen Yue cried out in terror.

"Beautiful lady, we don't want anything, we just want to play with you," one of the young men said with a lewd grin.

"Haha...hehe..." the other echoed with laughter.

Chen Yue was already terrified when the two men suddenly blocked her path. Now, hearing their blatant harassment, her fear intensified.

"You'd better not do this, or I'll call for help!" Chen Yu threatened angrily and fearfully.

Her words immediately drew further laughter from the two men.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so naive, beautiful. Don't you even look around? In a place like this, at this time, even if you shout your lungs out, will anyone hear you or pay any attention?" one of the young men said smugly.

Chen Yu involuntarily shuddered at these words. She subconsciously looked around and found that the place was indeed somewhat secluded and dark.

"So what exactly do you want?" Chen Yu asked, trying to appear calm.

"It's simple, we just want to play with you and us," one of the young men said.

"Play what? It's so late," Chen Yu asked, feigning ignorance.

Chen Yu was a high-achieving student at a prestigious university in Beijing, and she was perfectly aware of the young men's intentions. She was pretending not to know anything in order to buy time and see if someone would pass by and rescue her.

"Beautiful lady, you're really good at pretending. Don't you know what we want to do? Play with us all night, and I promise I won't make things difficult for you," one of the young men said disdainfully. He seemed to have realized Chen Yu was stalling for time.

Chen Yu's body trembled slightly again; clearly, their words still had an effect on her.

"Big brothers, please, let me go!" Chen Yu pleaded with the two men. Now she regretted running away from home. As Chen Yu spoke, her eyes constantly darted around, trying to see if anyone was passing by. If someone did, she could immediately call for help, perhaps even escape. To Chen Yu's despair, no one passed by during this time.

"Damn, this chick talks too much! Brothers, forget about it, let's get this over with and get it over with first!" one of the young men, clearly having lost patience, shouted at the other. Instantly, the two men, with lewd laughter, pounced on Chen Yu.

"No!" Chen Yu screamed, crying.

"You two, stop right now!" Wu Junhan rushed to the two young men, shouting.

Although they were frightened, they still forced themselves to glance at the newcomer.

Chen Yu had thought she was going to suffer a terrible fate that night, but someone had appeared at this crucial moment. Now, seeing Wu Junhan's handsome yet dashing and resolute appearance and temperament, she was even more captivated, admiring him with rapt attention.

Wu Junhan hadn't been able to see the girl clearly before because of the distance, but now that he was closer, he realized she was over 170cm tall, which was quite good for a girl. She had a delicate and pretty face, flowing long hair, a straight and small nose, and an extremely alluring small mouth, exuding a gentle and elegant temperament. Her figure was exceptionally good, a smooth and alluring curve running down her body, with curves in all the right places—perfectly proportioned. Wearing a white dress, she perfectly showcased her pure yet seductive image, absolutely no less beautiful than a movie star.

Wu Junhan quickly noticed Chen Yu's fiery gaze and felt slightly displeased. He hadn't expected her to be so infatuated under such circumstances. However, seeing Chen Yu's frail and quiet appearance, he figured she was a decent person, so he let it go. Wu Junhan was well aware of how attractive his looks were to such naive girls.

The two young men, who had initially planned to run away after hearing Wu Junhan's angry shout, were surprised to find that Wu Junhan, alone, had remained calm. At the same time, their fear naturally diminished considerably.

Chen Yu, upon seeing Wu Junhan's sudden appearance, felt as if she had met a savior, her heart filled with excitement and joy. But then she saw that Wu Junhan was alone, and her heart skipped a beat. In this very short time, Chen Yue's emotions shifted several times. Ultimately, she chose to stand quietly, observing how things unfolded, or perhaps she was also searching for a chance to escape.

The two young men, seeing their easy victory ruined by Wu Junhan's sudden appearance, were already burning with rage. With a shout, they each lunged at Wu Junhan.

Seeing this, Chen Yu felt a surge of intense tension. She wanted to shout something, but for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to utter a sound. She also wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but perhaps because of her concern for Wu Junhan, she ultimately chose to stay.

After a few exchanges, the two young men were relentlessly punched and kicked by Wu Junhan, experiencing waves of excruciating pain. They cried out in agony, their situation extremely unfavorable – unable to win the fight, and unable to escape.

Wu Junhan forcefully swung his legs, kicking the two young men repeatedly in the buttocks and thighs.

Wu Junhan's method of attack was highly targeted; it usually only caused intense pain without causing serious injury. This was something his uncle had taught him when he was a child, a former special forces soldier who now drove a truck.

The two young men, lying on the ground, endured Wu Junhan's 'invisible' kicks, letting out pig-like screams. Their desperate cries finally made Wu Junhan unable to bear it any longer, and he stopped his torment.

At this moment, Chen Yu rushed up and subjected the two men, who were still on the ground, to another round of frenzied "re-education."

Wu Junhan said to the two lying on the ground, "Let me tell you, today's incident is just a lesson for you. I hope you'll behave yourselves in the future. If you encounter a similar situation again, I won't be polite. Don't blame me for being ruthless then." Seeing that the two were already in such a state, Wu Junhan had no intention of pursuing the matter further and left the scene with Chen Yu.

Wu Junhan led Chen Yu out of the alley and onto the road, stopped, and turned around, saying, "Alright, Miss, you should take a taxi home now. Be careful when you go out alone at night in the future." After saying that, Wu Junhan turned and left.

"Hey, how can you be like this? You brought me here, and now you're leaving me here. What if something happens to me?" Chen Yu said fiercely.

"Huh? No way, Miss, I just saved you. I'm already being generous by not asking you for payment. What more do you want?" Wu Junhan said exaggeratedly, annoyed.

"Are you even a man? You did such a small thing and you still want payment? Besides, I'm a woman, and a beautiful one at that. How can you ask such a beautiful woman like me for payment? Don't you have any manly manners at all?" Chen Yu was getting even more aggressive.

"You still have the nerve to talk back? Ugh, I'm not talking to you anymore. You should go home now."

Seeing Wu Junhan's anxious state, Chen Yu quickly ran up, grabbed his arm, and said in a sweet voice, "Big brother, can't you just go all the way? I can't go home right now, can I stay at your place for the night?" Chen Yu was now using her charm.

Wu Junhan trembled at Chen Yu's sweet voice. He quickly shook off Chen Yu and stepped forward, pretending to be fierce, saying, "Beautiful lady, aren't you afraid I'll eat you tonight?"

"I'm not afraid. Besides, being eaten by such a handsome guy like you is not a bad thing. I'm still a virgin, so you'll have to pay me a deflowering fee!" Chen Yu finished speaking and winked at Wu Junhan, pretending to be cute.

Hearing this, Wu Junhan was speechless. Although he worked in that kind of place and had seen all kinds of women, he really didn't know how to talk to a girl like this tonight. He wondered if it was because of the inappropriate setting. Judging from her current appearance, she seemed to have run away from home and must have run out of money. Sigh! Should he help her? After thinking it over, he finally decided to help her. Thinking about it, he was too lazy to think about it anymore. "Okay, okay, don't be like this, I can't stand you."

Chen Yu was overjoyed to hear Wu Junhan say this and skipped over to his side. "So you agree?"

"Yes!"

"Hehe, can you take me to get something to eat first?" After Chen Yu finished speaking, she blushed and lowered her head shyly.

"No way, Miss... Sigh! Never mind, okay, let's go!" Wu Junhan was somewhat helpless.

After having a late-night snack, Wu Junhan took Chen Yu to his large suite with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, two bathrooms, and a balcony.

As soon as Chen Yu entered the house, she kicked off her shoes and ran to the living room, collapsing onto the sofa and rubbing her round, bloated stomach. Wu Junhan shook his head, went into the kitchen, poured two glasses of water, gave one to Chen Yu, sat on the other side of the sofa, and casually turned on the TV, saying, "Drink your water and go take a shower so you can go to bed."

"Wu Junhan, what am I going to do without clean clothes?" Chen Yu said lazily.

Wu Junhan didn't answer, got up and went into his room, and came out a moment later carrying two pieces of clothing, tossing them to Chen Yu. Chen Yu picked up the clothes and unfolded them: a white short-sleeved shirt and a pair of beach shorts. Chen Yu stared wide-eyed at Wu Junhan, "You're not telling me I have to wear this tonight , are you?"

"Yes, you don't have to wear it, I don't mind."

"You don't mind? I do!" Chen Yu rolled her eyes at Wu Junhan. There was nothing she could do but pick up the clothes and go into the bathroom.

Wu Junhan smiled and sat down on the sofa to watch TV. His eyes were on the screen, but his mind was racing, thinking about what to do after a few months. Although he still had two or three million yuan, starting a company with that little money seemed pointless and had no future. Wu Junhan had even considered taking the money back to his hometown, finding a wife, and living a quiet life in a small mountain village. But now it seemed that wasn't feasible. "Ugh! Life is so damn helpless." Wu Junhan was always annoyed by these thoughts. "Ugh, I don't want to think about it anymore," he thought. "There's a saying, 'Things will work themselves out.'" As he thought this, he heard the bathroom door open. He turned around and was startled. Although he had been surrounded by women for the past two years, most of whom were stunning beauties, they were mostly around thirty years old. Young and beautiful girls like Chen Yu were not uncommon, but he had never met a girl as delicate, lovely, and uniquely charming as Chen Yu.

Chen Yu, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and beach shorts, walked and dried her wet hair as she sat down on the sofa next to Wu Junhan. Wu Junhan's eyes followed Chen Yu's steps to his side. He glanced at her briefly and noticed that Chen Yu's breasts were probably around a 34D. Given her figure, larger breasts wouldn't accentuate her perfect figure, while smaller ones would be a slight imperfection. Since she had just showered and wasn't wearing a bra, her two small nipples were faintly visible, making Wu Junhan a little restless. His lower body seemed to be starting to stir. Wu Junhan quickly got up and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut. His lower body was already erect and proud. He turned on the tap, bent his neck to try and clear his head, wondering what was wrong with him today, why he couldn't control himself.

Without thinking too much, Wu Junhan took off his own clothes, picked up Chen Yu's clothes, and put them in the washing machine along with his own. He added water, detergent, set the timer, and started. Done! He went into the bathroom to prepare for his "clean-up business."

Half an hour later, Wu Junhan, wearing pajamas and carrying a basin of clothes, went to the balcony to hang them up to dry before returning to the living room. He sat down on a chair next to the dining table.

Chen Yu turned to look at Wu Junhan, then quickly got up and scurried over to sit next to him, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

She stared intently at him with her small eyes. Seeing her like this, Wu Junhan said irritably, "What are you doing? It's almost dawn, go to sleep."

"Hehe! Wu Junhan, I didn't realize you were such a decent guy! How come no woman wants to be your girlfriend? It shouldn't be like this!" Chen Yu teased, stroking her chin. They chatted briefly over a late-night snack.

"You only just realized that now?!" Wu Junhan said, standing up, shaking his head, and giving Chen Yu a pitiful look.

"Hehe, do you want me to introduce you to someone?"

"Go away! Go away! I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to sleep. You sleep next door, don't bother me tomorrow morning and forenoon." After saying that, ignoring Chen Yu making faces behind her, she walked to the front hall, turned off the TV and lights, and went to her room.

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