[Urban] A Life in Beijing (Complete) - Episode 15

Chapter 26.

The taxi carrying Qu Yan and Cao Shan arrived at the small building as night fell and the streetlights began to twinkle. Hai Bo leaned against the railing, waiting expectantly. Seeing Cao Shan and Qu Yan get out of the car from the front and back doors respectively, his heart, which had been pounding with anxiety

, eased slightly. The steam from the hot pot made Hai Bo and Qu Yan's small room cozy and warm, making it feel even more cozy in this chilly late autumn. The three young people, struggling in Beijing with no job security and no fixed abode, found that the warm hot pot not only satisfied their appetites but also brought them a rare sense of warmth and happiness.

Hai Bo was glad that Cao Shan hadn't taken advantage of them and that Qu Yan had passed the test. He regretted it as he walked home; if Cao Shan had really slept with Qu Yan, it would have been a devastating blow to him. Growing up in the village, Hai Bo had been instilled with the idea that men should provide for their families and women should uphold traditional virtues. He didn't even dare tell his family about living with Qu Yan, fearing they would misunderstand and think she was a promiscuous girl. He couldn't accept that Qu Yan's body belonged to another man. If it really happened, he would definitely break up with Qu Yan. Haibo couldn't accept that his future wife had been with another man after him. But in his current situation, Qu Yan was his only hope. Without Qu Yan, he probably wouldn't even have the motivation to live in Beijing. If that were the case, could he bear to break up with Qu Yan? Going around in circles, Haibo had trapped himself in a paradox of his own making. The only good outcome was that it didn't happen, and he got the best result he could hope for.

Haibo said a lot of nice things, basically the same nonsense he had said to Cao Shan over skewers last time, plus thanks for speaking up for him to keep his job. Cao Shan declined, but made one condition: Haibo couldn't drink too much. Haibo smiled bitterly, knowing he had made a big fool of himself last time. Of course, he didn't know that his foolish behavior had led to that absurd yet unforgettable intimate encounter between Qu Yan and Cao Shan.

The three of them ate and drank their fill, and parted slightly tipsy.

Hai Bo was slightly tipsy, practically drunk. Qu Yan saw Cao Shan out. Cao Shan opened his door; he'd just been in Qu Yan's warm and cozy room, but his own was dark and cold. The dampness and chilly wind made him shiver. He quickly turned on the light, which made things a little better.

"Thank you, Cao Shan. Hai Bo and I really don't know what we would have done without your help,"

Qu Yan said softly.

Cao Shan turned around, forced a smile, and said, "Cough, don't mention it. We're classmates, no need for thanks."

Qu Yan suddenly felt sorry for Cao Shan, all alone and helpless in Beijing. She said, "Cao Shan, why don't you bring Zhang Ning to Beijing? It'd be better if the two of you worked hard together and encouraged each other. With Zhang Ning, I'd have someone to chat with."

"Hehe, I'd like to too. Okay, hurry back."

Cao Shan said with a smile, looking at Qu Yan's tall, voluptuous figure, which belonged to another man, and felt a mix of emotions.

Haibo lay on the bed, hiccuping from the alcohol, picking his teeth as he watched Qu Yan busy at work. "Hey, Qu Yan, what were you two talking about for so long after dropping Cao Shan off?"

Qu Yan had taken off her coat in the room, leaving only a tight-fitting off-white cashmere pullover. She rolled up the sleeves, revealing a section of her fair arm, her ample breasts swaying as she wiped the table. Qu Yan glanced at Haibo, a little petulantly, and said, "What else could we be talking about? Just thanking him. Cao Shan helped us so much, we treated him to a meal, shouldn't we at least say a few nice words?"

She continued wiping the table, her tall, voluptuous body swaying with it, her round, plump buttocks bobbing from side to side, a sight to behold.

Haibo lay on the bed, watching Qu Yan work, admiring her sexy body, thinking, "Cao Shan is definitely interested in Qu Yan, but why didn't he take advantage of the opportunity? Was it to save face for me?" Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly to himself. What face did he have left? He'd borrowed so much money, and in the end, the other person was the one who kept his job. It was obvious he was just playing with his girlfriend. What could he do? What reason could he possibly have? Haibo frowned in frustration, then wondered, what if… what if something really happened between them? That would be more than enough time for him to come back and pretend nothing had happened? He didn't know. But then he thought again, Cao Shan and Qu Yan weren't good actors. Although Haibo was basically certain that Qu Yan and Cao Shan's friendship was pure, having a guy next door who was better than him in every way and still had his eye on his wife was really depressing.

"What are you thinking about?"

Qu Yan asked, looking at Haibo lost in thought on the bed after tidying up.

"Nothing, nothing,"

Haibo mumbled. Qu Yan looked at her boyfriend. To be honest, although Haibo wasn't exactly handsome, he was still quite good-looking, with regular features, a straight nose, and a square face. A former athlete, standing at 1.77 meters tall with a muscular physique, he was currently wearing a workout vest, his arms and chest muscles taut—definitely the muscular type. Qu Yan felt a surge of comfort, thinking she was lucky to have such a boyfriend; if only he were better in some other area. She suddenly remembered the Viagra Cao Shan had bought for her, her face flushing. She opened her bag, took it out, and, with a sly smile, handed it to Hai Bo, saying, "Here, take this."

Hai Bo looked suspicious, took the pill, glanced at it, and understood. He asked, "Why did you buy this? It's so expensive. Using this every day will bankrupt you!"

He then swallowed it in one gulp. When he saw the words "Viagra" on the packaging, he felt a tightness in his chest. Buying the pill for himself was fine, but for his girlfriend to buy it for him—wasn't that a blatant admission that he was impotent? But then Hai Bo thought again, it wasn't her fault. Qu Yan meant well; buying this pill proved that nothing had happened between her and Cao Shan, and that she was waiting for him that night. Besides, his impotence was too obvious.

"Wait half an hour, I'll go wash up first."

Qu Yan gave Hai Bo a very charming smile, took the washbasin and went out. This kind of smile, full of complex emotions such as lust, love, and loyalty, can give men a great sense of happiness and accomplishment.

Qu Yan went to the washroom, took off her down jacket, revealing her naked body underneath. Qu Yan's snow-white, naked body stood under the showerhead, letting the hot water wash over her sexy and delicate skin. The water flowed down her swollen and protruding breasts, over her smooth abdomen, over her mons pubis, some water droplets got tired and hid in the wet pubic hair, while others flowed down the narrow crevice below Qu Yan's mons pubis to between her legs, down her long, smooth thighs, straight and thick calves, and snow-white feet, and onto the ground.

Qu Yan turned off the water, squeezed out some shower gel and applied it to her body. Hearing faint rock music coming from the next room, she glanced casually at the window and, sure enough, spotted a small mirror peeking out, and behind it, a gaze filled with intense longing for her naked body.

Qu Yan knew Cao Shan was spying on her again. Her face flushed, and she awkwardly pulled her arms close to her chest, then turned away. Although she didn't mind Cao Shan spying on her while she showered—in fact, she found it quite exciting, as it wouldn't lead to infidelity and was thrilling—today belonged to Hai Bo. She was ready to spread her long, thick legs, offering her naked body and cunt to her boyfriend, letting him press down on her and fuck her hard. Seeing Cao Shan spying on her now only made her feel uncomfortable. Qu Yan turned away, trying to avoid his burning gaze, but little did she know, Cao Shan next door was masturbating even faster, and Qu Yan's plump, wide, round buttocks only excited him more.

At this moment, Qu Yan and Cao Shan were both hesitant amidst their excitement. They had just adjusted their relationship to the level of ordinary friends and classmates, so how could they have strayed emotionally again? Qu Yan blushed and turned her back to Cao Shan. Even if he saw her butt, she couldn't bear to see her pubic hair... Besides... besides, didn't he like big butts?

Qu Yan quickened her pace, her face flushed as red as an apple. Taking a shower while being spied on by her male classmate next door, and with her boyfriend waiting to fuck her, this feeling was too strange, and Qu Yan couldn't accept it.

Haibo waited alone in the room for Qu Yan to return from her shower. He gradually felt a heat rising from his groin; his penis was noticeably engorged. His mind began to wander. Had Qu Yan gone into Cao Shan's room with the basin? He pressed himself against the wall; he could hear faint music, but nothing else. Had Qu Yan and Cao Shan had some foreplay that afternoon, or perhaps she was too embarrassed to finish, and then, thinking of him after he'd had too much to drink, Qu Yan went to his room and they kissed. Or perhaps Qu Yan was naked in the bathroom, finding Cao Shan showering inside. Like dry wood meeting a raging fire, Cao Shan, covered in foam, grabbed Qu Yan's snow-white body, made her spread her legs, bend over, and thrust his large penis into her for a good time. He figured Qu Yan wouldn't be able to take it for more than a minute before returning to sleep.

Haibo's thoughts wandered, and he began to hallucinate. Several times he couldn't resist going out to check, but each time he realized the absurdity of it and gave up.

A moment later, Qu Yan returned, wearing a down jacket over a silk nightgown. She liked to sleep in it every night, and Hai Bo also enjoyed touching her through the nightgown—it was so smooth.

"What are you daydreaming about?"

Qu Yan took off her down jacket, picked up a hairdryer to dry her hair, and glanced at Hai Bo on the bed. She noticed his body was slightly flushed as if he had a fever, and a small bulge appeared in his crotch. She couldn't help but feel secretly pleased, and then secretly took out a penis enlargement condom and placed it on the table.

Hai Bo looked at Qu Yan's tall, slender figure, her full breasts and pert buttocks creating an alluring curve in the nightgown. Two long, smooth, white legs were visible beneath the hem. She tilted her head, her long, black hair cascading over her shoulders, swaying gently with the airflow from the hairdryer, like a willow branch, exuding charm and allure. Seeing Qu Yan's allure, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Qu Yan, you're so beautiful."

"Really? As long as you like it."

Qu Yan looked at Hai Bo's aroused expression and couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Hai Bo was quite romantic today.

"Of course I like it. Does Cao Shan like it too?"

Hai Bo murmured, clearly still caught up in his wild thoughts.

"What?"

Qu Yan was taken aback.

"Nothing!"

Hai Bo realized he'd let something slip and quickly said, "I mean, my wife is so beautiful, everyone's eyeing her."

Looking at Qu Yan's sexy body, Hai Bo felt a hundred claws scratching at his heart. He couldn't resist any longer, got down, and tightly embraced Qu Yan's soft body, his hands kneading her plump buttocks. The feel was fucking amazing!

"You're so annoying! You're not allowed to have any more wild thoughts. I'm yours alone."

Qu Yan gently hugged Hai Bo, closed her eyes, and felt his lips approaching, his breath so deep.

"Wife, I want you!"

Haibo reached under Qu Yan's skirt, grabbing her plump buttocks. He felt his penis burning, painfully hard. He wanted to quickly plunge into that deep pool and extinguish the fire.

Cao Shan's secret assistance, Andy's blatant humiliation, and the countless men's longing gazes upon Qu Yan every day on his way to and from work—though Haibo was angry and frustrated, he also realized Qu Yan's allure in men's eyes. She was definitely not a tall, strong girl that no one liked; on the contrary, she was the object of many men's desires. Qu Yan's face, which resembled Kate Winslet, her slightly plump yet tall figure, and her fair skin, combined with the demureness of an Eastern girl and the sexiness of a Western woman. Only after receiving praise from others did Haibo truly discover her beauty and sexiness.

He held Qu Yan in his arms, his large hands groping her body, impatiently pulling off her nightgown. Qu Yan let out a soft "Ah," shyly crossing her arms over her chest. Her delicate beauty only fueled Hai Bo's lust, and he pulled her into his embrace. Qu Yan and Hai Bo were almost the same height. Qu Yan's fair and slender arms rested gently on Hai Bo's shoulders, while Hai Bo's strong hands grasped her full breasts, squeezing them hard, making Qu Yan pant. Waves of heat were already flowing from her lower body, and she couldn't help but part her legs slightly.

Hai Bo's hand slid down from her chest, across Qu Yan's smooth and soft abdomen, over her mons pubis covered in thick pubic hair, and slowly slipped between Qu Yan's legs along the alluring crevice below her mons pubis. Qu Yan's body went limp, leaning against Hai Bo's strong chest, her legs opening even wider.

"Ah... Hai Bo..."

Qu Yan's delicate voice was intoxicating.

Haibo's hand was gently held between Qu Yan's rounded thighs, sliding down her labia to the center of her legs. He felt the sticky, lustful fluid seeping from the small crevice between Qu Yan's plump breasts, and he became even more excited. Holding Qu Yan's tall body, he breathed heavily and said, "Wife, let's go to bed."

Qu Yan nodded shyly, biting her lip and smiling. She casually picked up the object from the table and whispered to Haibo, "Honey, let's try this tonight, okay?"

Haibo stared blankly at what Qu Yan handed him. It was a highly realistic artificial penis, pink and tender, with a large glans shaped like a mushroom, and the shaft was covered in bulging veins, feeling bumpy to the touch. It was at least 14 or 15 centimeters long and thick. From the base of the artificial penis, there was a small, tight opening like a woman's vagina. He understood what it was.

"What are you going to do with this? Where did it come from?"

Haibo asked. If Qu Yan's suggestion that Haibo take Viagra had only slightly annoyed him, this dildo had completely enraged him. He knew he was small, and Qu Yan, being tall and strong, had a high sex drive, but her lust was only for him. In front of others, she was an absolutely conservative lady; why would she buy something like this?

"I... I wanted to make our nights better. So, so I bought it."

Qu Yan saw the change in Haibo's emotions and realized she had hurt his pride.

Haibo angrily released Qu Yan. Although the drug had made his penis still as erect as a Chihuahua, he had lost all interest. He forcefully threw the dildo onto the bed and glanced at Qu Yan. Qu Yan's cheeks were flushed from his earlier teasing, her eyes were full of desire, and her tall, voluptuous body was completely naked. He thought angrily, "Damn it, do Cao Shan and Andy like seeing a slut like this?"

He was so angry that he couldn't help but shove Qu Yan, making her stumble and almost fall to the ground.

"Fine, you like big ones, don't you? Fine! I can't satisfy you, I'm no good, I'm weak, I'm a fucking piece of trash! Next door, next door there's a fucking big dick, go ahead, we owe Cao Shan so much, perfect, you can sleep at his place tonight, consider it interest payment. You'll be comfortable, his thing is huge, thicker and longer than this damn fake, he'll fuck you to death, get out!"

Hai Bo yelled at Qu Yan.

Qu Yan was shoved by Hai Bo and bumped into the shelf behind her, slowly standing up with her hands for support. She cried.

"Haibo! Why are you thinking about this all the time? What do you think I'm after? I really wanted to entrust my life to you, to live a stable life together. If we don't have money, we'll earn it. We won't rely on anyone. We have the ability to live a good life, and if we don't, we'll live a hard life. Things will get better someday. I believe in you, and I believe in myself. But, but you keep taking advantage of me, taking advantage of me..."

Qu Yan was filled with grievances, choking back tears and unable to speak. "Do you really consider me your girlfriend? Last time you didn't even care about my feelings, you humiliated me, you, you, you made Cao Shan look at my butt! This time you said I'm promiscuous, that I want to cheat on you! If I wanted to cheat on you, why would I be with you? What do you have? Do you have money or ability? I'm devoted to you, and I never expected you to treat me like this!"

Qu Yan cried, her face streaked with tears. She had carefully prepared and was full of joy to welcome a new chapter in her and Haibo's sex life, but it ended like this. "Haibo, you're willing to be a cuckold, aren't you? Fine, I'll grant your wish!"

Haiyan, naked, put on her down jacket and was about to leave.

"Get out! Get out! Go find your big dick! I bet you've been wanting to sleep with Cao Shan for a long time!"

Haibo regretted it, but in his anger, he'd said something awful!

Qu Yan had been standing at the door, waiting for Haibo to come over. She didn't need him to apologize; she just wanted him to grab her hand. But Haibo's words were so hurtful that she had no way to back down. She steeled herself, opened the door, and left.

Standing at the door, the cold autumn night wind made her shiver. The mid-length down jacket was warm, but her legs were completely exposed, and her feet quickly became stiff. She wanted to go back inside, but hearing Haibo still angrily cursing inside, she felt hurt and afraid. Qu Yan was completely heartbroken. "Since that's how it is," she thought, "I'll find Cao Shan no matter what. If he's a gentleman, he'll let me stay one night; if he's a scoundrel, I'll accept it!"

Three knocks echoed on the door. "Cao Shan, Cao Shan, are you asleep?"

Qu Yan called softly.

Cao Shan had clearly heard the two arguing, but he hadn't expected Qu Yan to actually knock. For a moment, Cao Shan's penis hardened with excitement, but reason told him this was definitely not the right time to have sex with Qu Yan; the consequences would be dire. So he opened the door and saw Qu Yan with her long hair loose, tightly wrapped in a dark red down jacket. Her beautiful face was fair with a rosy glow, looking incredibly alluring, as if her desire had just been aroused, yet also somewhat pitiful. Especially striking were her two long, smooth, shapely legs beneath the down jacket—firm, straight, and incredibly tempting. He almost pulled Qu Yan into his arms and dragged her inside.

But he didn't.

"What's going on? What happened? How did things get like this!"

Cao Shan didn't let Qu Yan in; instead, he went around to Hai Bo's room and pushed open Hai Bo's door.

"What's wrong, Haibo? Didn't you drink too much today?"

Cao Shan saw Haibo sulking alone, so he turned to Haiyan and said, "Come in, it's so cold outside. Do you really want to sleep at my place?" Qu Yan was angry but embarrassed. She went inside and closed the door. She was naked under her down jacket and didn't dare to sit down, so she just stood at the door.

Seeing that Haibo didn't say anything. Cao Shan chuckled and said, "Haibo, can you two stop dragging me into your arguments? Qu Yan knocked on my door naked in the middle of the night. What if I, all alone, lost my will and let her drag me in? You don't care about Qu Yan at all? I think you care too much! But you overestimate my self-control. Fine, if you don't want Qu Yan to come back to sleep, fine, let her sleep with me. But do you think I dare sleep with your girlfriend? I have the desire but not the guts. If you slap me tomorrow, am I supposed to take it? Is it worth it? Okay, what am I supposed to do? What if you kick Qu Yan out? I can find Jianguo to sleep with, but what did he do to deserve this? What did I do to deserve this? Can you two stop dragging others into your arguments?" After

Cao Shan's tirade, Haibo knew he was in the wrong and had no reply.

Cao Shan walked over to Haibo and continued to counsel him. "Haibo, this is all my fault. Qu Yan is a good girl. She saw you were anxious and had setbacks at work. She said you used to be so sunny and confident, but now you've lost your confidence, and she thinks it's because of the setbacks at work. I'm a guy, so I just assumed she was right and analyzed it for you. I told her you should try to boost Haibo's confidence from a girlfriend's perspective, and to be honest, that was a terrible idea. Do you think Qu Yan, such a shy girl, would buy these things? Okay, I guess I made things worse. I apologize, buddy. Qu Yan's back, so don't hold back anymore. Go to sleep early, you have to go to work tomorrow. I'm leaving." (Advertisement: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

Cao Shan went back to his room, leaving Haibo and Qu Yan looking at each other.

Hai Bo lowered his head and whispered, "Qu Yan, I'm sorry."

Qu Yan sighed and said noncommittally, "It's nothing."

"Qu Yan, do you look down on me?"

Hai Bo looked at Qu Yan standing at the door. Under her down jacket, her two long, straight, snow-white legs were quite beautiful. Red slippers slid on her fair feet, making them appear even whiter. Underneath Qu Yan's tightly wrapped down jacket was her voluptuous, sexy, and tall naked body. Hai Bo knew that many men coveted Qu Yan's body, and he was the only man who could have her. But today's incident had hurt Qu Yan again.

Qu Yan moved a chair to the floor and sat down, crossing her two long, bare legs. Her long, white legs dangled in front of Hai Bo. "No."

Qu Yan looked at Hai Bo and continued, "Hai Bo, I beg you, please stop making a fuss, stop overthinking, okay? From the day I agreed to be with you, I knew I wanted to spend my life with you. Whether we're poor like this now or rich in the future, I just want to live a peaceful life with you. I have no other requests. We still have decades to go. Are these few months of work troubles or minor issues really that important? Can't you adjust yourself and get out of this predicament instead of making a mess of things? Cao Shan might have feelings for me, or he might not, so what? He's alone in Beijing, and one of his classmates is a girl. Even if he overthinks things, isn't that normal? Besides, Cao Shan hasn't done anything to me. If something really happened between Cao Shan and me, would you be happy?"

Qu Yan blurted out, her face slightly flushed. She still thought about the various ambiguous relationships with Cao Shan, and was even more grateful that on the night closest to cheating, they hadn't taken any concrete steps. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to say these words.

"I understand, I know it's my fault, honey. I won't do it again, okay?"

Haibo got off the ground, reached out and pulled Qu Yan up, his face full of apology.

Qu Yan didn't say anything, obediently stood up, and leaned on his shoulder. No matter what, even if they encountered great storms in the future, Haibo's shoulder would always be her most reliable harbor. After the farce just now, Haibo felt that Qu Yan was even more beautiful and alluring tonight. Especially just now, he had actually angered Qu Yan to the point that she wanted to go find Cao Shan. He couldn't imagine what he would do if Cao Shan really pulled Qu Yan into the house and the two of them had sex next door. At that moment, Haibo truly realized how foolish he had been to throw a tantrum and cause trouble, how much he couldn't live without Qu Yan. If Qu Yan no longer belonged to him, his world would collapse.

"Honey, you're so beautiful..."

Haibo cupped Qu Yan's face, looking at her fair and rosy cheeks from being outside in the cold, and sincerely praised her.

"Stop being so glib, you're always throwing tantrums at me... um..."

Qu Yan blushed and pouted at Hai Bo, but before she could finish, Hai Bo's lips had already sealed hers.

A little spice in their marriage was a spice, and after their earlier antics, Hai Bo and Qu Yan had rediscovered the passion and desire they felt during their first time making love. Of course, Viagra also played a part; the little blue pill had made Hai Bo's penis rock hard, an impulse he had never experienced before.

Hai Bo had already taken off Qu Yan's down jacket, leaving her completely naked as he held her on the floor. The room wasn't very warm, making her shiver slightly, but Hai Bo's large hands, constantly stroking her smooth skin, made Qu Yan feel incredibly warm. Truly, aside from his penis, Hai Bo was a handsome man in every way—looks, physique—and Qu Yan loved his strong muscles; they gave her a sense of security.

Qu Yan's tall figure was also something Hai Bo was very satisfied with. Although she was a bit plump and her legs were a bit thick, while she didn't have the typical model-like beauty, holding her in his arms and pressing her beneath him, he still felt that a tall and voluptuous girl was simply a masterpiece, a sexy stunner. Hai Bo was very excited, his hands caressing Qu Yan's smooth body. Her skin was very white and tender, full of flesh but not out of shape due to obesity. Qu Yan's full breasts rubbed against his body, her soft peaks swaying from side to side, while Hai Bo gripped her plump and perky sexy buttocks firmly, the mounds of her buttocks incredibly soft. He would occasionally probe Qu Yan's deep buttock cleft, and she would excitedly tighten her buttocks, very firm and extremely sexy. Hai Bo gently bit Qu Yan's earlobe, her heavy breathing echoing in his ear.

Under Hai Bo's teasing, Qu Yan's lower body was already wet. Today, Haibo was exceptionally passionate. He held her tightly in his arms, his strong muscles pressed against her soft body. His hot body heat ignited Qu Yan's rising desire. What excited Qu Yan even more was that Haibo's hard penis had been pressing against her inner thighs for a long time. She increasingly craved her boyfriend's penis to penetrate her body quickly, otherwise the constant itching sensation in her vagina would drive her crazy. Qu Yan was usually dignified and traditional, but whenever she was in bed with Haibo, her desire would easily ignite, and she would even lose control of herself. It was precisely because of the strong sexual desire in her body that she had several ambiguous relationships with Cao Shan. To a certain extent, on those occasions, she craved men, not specifically Cao Shan.

Whether it was being spied on in the washroom or the almost absurd thing that happened with Cao Shan recently, none of those things would have happened if Haibo hadn't aroused her. When Qu Yan's desire was aroused, it was so intense that she couldn't extricate herself.

"Husband... I... I want to lie down."

Qu Yan, tall and naked, leaned weakly against Hai Bo, her legs a little weak.

Hai Bo pulled her slowly to the edge of the bed, then pressed Qu Yan down beneath him. If it were a petite girl, someone of Hai Bo's build might have been able to lift her and throw her onto the bed, but Qu Yan was tall, even a little taller than him, so he really couldn't lift her.

Lying on the bed, Qu Yan stretched out her slender palm and stroked Hai Bo's face, looking at his eager look beneath her, his flushed face, Qu Yan felt very satisfied. Hai Bo lowered his head and kissed her, his hand naturally grasping Qu Yan's full breasts, and Qu Yan closed her eyes slightly, surrendering all her body's sensations to touch, feeling Hai Bo's tongue lingering in her mouth, feeling the passionate force of his strong hands grasping her breasts. Qu Yan felt her body getting hotter, a tingling and slightly sore sensation below, and couldn't help but open her long, straight, snow-white legs.

Haibo knelt between Qu Yan's spread legs, straightened up, and reached his hands down to his crotch. One hand gripped his hard penis, while the other parted Qu Yan's plump vulva, aiming at the glistening, pink, juicy opening between the mounds of flesh, and thrust his penis inside.

"Mmm..."

Qu Yan couldn't help but grip Haibo's arm tightly. The feeling of a hard object being inserted into her vagina was quite wonderful, even though it was a bit small, because Qu Yan's tight vulva hadn't been explored much before.

Haibo knelt beneath Qu Yan, his hands gripping his girlfriend's long, slender legs that were suspended in the air, and forcefully thrust his penis in. Qu Yan's buttocks were plump and large, her buttocks full and luscious, and with her vulva being so large, Haibo's short penis was actually a bit lacking in strength to penetrate. In fact, Haibo's impotence was somewhat related to Qu Yan's plump lower body. Every time he penetrated, he felt as if he were sinking into Qu Yan's soft flesh, his penis head just embedded in her vagina. After Qu Yan became aroused, her big buttocks would sway slightly, and his penis would come out, which was very disappointing and made him go soft easily. But today was different. Under the effect of Viagra, Haibo's penis was as hard as a nail, firmly planted in Qu Yan's plump and wet cunt. Qu Yan's soft and tender flesh walls tightly wrapped his penis, and her constantly tightening vagina writhed around his penis. The feeling was wonderful.

"Mmm...mmm...harder, ah...husband...mmm..."

Qu Yan's desire was completely aroused. She grabbed her full breasts, and the harder she thrust, the more comfortable she felt. But the gushing opening between her legs felt even more itchy and unbearable with Haibo's minimal thrusting, which she couldn't control.

Hai Bo lifted Qu Yan's long legs high, using her ample buttocks to elevate them, allowing him to penetrate deeper. He carried her thick, white legs on his shoulders, pressing down on her and thrusting his penis forcefully.

With Hai Bo pressing down on her legs, Qu Yan's knees almost touching her chest, this position was uncomfortable, making it difficult to breathe. She knew this would allow Hai Bo to penetrate deeper, but his small size made it almost useless. Hai Bo's penis moving in and out of her body felt like a mere scratch, leaving her wanting more. She dared not move her buttocks, afraid of pulling his penis out.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Qu Yan could only use all her strength on her breasts, her slender, white hands gripping them until they ached. She felt increasingly hot and itchy down there, her vaginal fluids flowing more and more, but Hai Bo's penis continued to rub against her entrance, making her feel increasingly empty and uncomfortable.

The feeling of being penetrated by a man but not getting satisfaction was driving Qu Yan, who was in the throes of intense sexual desire, almost insane.

"Deeper, ah..."

Qu Yan finally couldn't hold back anymore, almost begging through tears. She didn't know what it felt like to be penetrated by a big cock, but at least it wouldn't feel as unbearable as it was now.

Qu Yan couldn't help but respond to Hai Bo, thrusting her plump buttocks upwards, hoping that Hai Bo's thing would penetrate deeper, even just a little bit. Her vagina felt numb and tingly deep inside, but she received no comfort.

Hai Bo was also quite anxious; normally he would have given up long ago. Today, thanks to the effects of the drug, his cock was still hard. Seeing Qu Yan's unsatisfied state, he had no choice but to thrust in hard, then twist his waist to prevent his cock from being pulled out.

"Mmm... mmm..."

This made Qu Yan feel a little better; his little cock inside her vagina felt like a whirlpool, mingling with the constantly secreted fluids. Her legs were being lifted high, stretching them painfully, and with Hai Bo pressing down on her, her hips and lower back ached. Qu Yan spread her legs, sliding them off his shoulders to either side, trying to clamp Hai Bo's waist, but her legs relaxed, and her tightened buttocks pushed against Hai Bo's penis, causing it to slip out.

Lost in desire, Qu Yan felt an emptiness and itching in her vagina, and couldn't resist reaching between her legs, pinching Hai Bo's wet penis and aiming it at her opening. Hai Bo forcefully thrust his penis in. The immense force made Qu Yan shudder. She hugged Hai Bo tightly, her long, thick legs hooking around his waist, lifting her buttocks upwards. Hai Bo pressed against Qu Yan's tall, fair body, wanting to kiss her, but accidentally, with a slight twist of her buttocks, his penis slipped out of her vagina again.

"Put it in, put it in...put it in..."

Qu Yan urged Hai Bo anxiously, making him sweat profusely. He lowered his head, clamped his penis between his legs, aimed at Qu Yan's full opening, and inserted it. He leaned down, kissed her, and after a couple of thrusts, Qu Yan was aroused again, twisting her waist wildly, her big buttocks swaying from side to side, and his penis slipped out again, much to his dismay.

In the past, Hai Bo suffered from premature ejaculation and impotence. Whenever he wanted to have sex at night, he would climb on top of Qu Yan and thrust wildly, ejaculating in about a minute. But today was different. His penis was hard and hot, the glans red and purple, and the time lasted several times longer than usual, making him feel somewhat powerless. The more this happened, the more uncomfortable Qu Yan felt. The more uncomfortable she felt, the more wildly she twisted her buttocks each time he inserted it, and his penis slipped out after only a few thrusts.

After a few times, Qu Yan was somewhat discouraged, lying weakly on the bed, panting heavily, staring at the ceiling, feeling an indescribable mix of emotions.

Seeing Qu Yan's disappointed expression, Hai Bo knelt beneath her naked body like a child who had done something wrong, wanting to apologize and say sorry, but how could he bring himself to say it? How could he back down in something like this? But, but even if he ejaculated like this, it still wouldn't satisfy her.

Seeing the penis condom he had just thrown by the bed, Haibo grabbed it. Looking at Qu Yan lying in front of him, her tall, sexy, fair body, her full breasts heaving, and her rosy cheeks, he said, "Wife, why don't you try this?"

Qu Yan nodded slightly, her eyes filled with hope again.

Chapter 27.

Night in Beijing. A north wind blew outside the window, and the darkness made the lights in the buildings seem even warmer. It was late at night, and in those rooms where the lights were still on, countless men and women were making love passionately on soft beds, satisfying their most primal desires, relieving the fatigue of a day's work, and enjoying the comfort and happiness closest to the essence of humanity.

On a wasteland in the northern suburbs, next to a dirty and chaotic vegetable market, stood a dilapidated small building. Only two households still had faint lights on. From one of the downstairs rooms, the sound of a woman moaning could be faintly heard, sharp, excited, and loud in a non-local accent. Upstairs in Qu Yan's room, a brief silence fell after the woman's unsatisfied moans.

Hai Bo held the penis enlargement device in his hand, a bitter smile creeping onto his face. Was he even a man? Did he need this to satisfy his girlfriend? He glanced at the naked Qu Yan on the bed, tall and sexy, now exuding charm, her eyes filled with hope. He would work hard to give her a good life; that was what he should do. But no matter what, satisfying his girlfriend in bed, and his future wife, was the most important thing.

Hai Bo slipped his penis into the hole at the bottom of the penis enlargement device. It was soft and yielding, almost indistinguishable from Qu Yan's vagina. He had even tightened the opening slightly to ensure the dildo was firmly in place. Qu Yan looked at Hai Bo; tall and strong, the type most women liked. His firm chest and abdominal muscles twitched slightly from the exercise. Then she looked at his crotch, where the dildo on Hai Bo's penis stood proudly erect, trembling slightly. The mushroom-shaped glans had thickened considerably, and its length was a good 14 or 15 centimeters. Although the pinkish color looked a bit artificial, such a magnificent size was befitting Haibo's robust body.

"Wife, would you like to try it?"

Haibo knelt before Qu Yan, holding his penis, and said gently.

Qu Yan nodded shyly. They were both traditional people, and their understanding of sex was almost naive and ignorant. If Cao Shan hadn't reminded her, Qu Yan would never have thought of buying such a thing for Haibo to have sex with her. In fact, she wouldn't have dared to even think about it before. In her eyes, using a toy for sex was shameful and lewd. But now Haibo was going to use his longer and thicker penis to have sex with her, which felt natural and even filled with longing. If this could solve their sexual problems, if it could help Haibo regain his confidence, wouldn't that be wonderful? And Haibo, too, was filled with anticipation.

Hai Bo, holding the incredibly realistic imported silicone dildo, knelt between Qu Yan's legs. Qu Yan had already spread her legs, waiting for him. When he saw the pinkish-white silicone glans touch the tight crevice between Qu Yan's mound of flesh, the dildo instantly felt like a part of his own body. Hai Bo felt that the thick, hard mushroom head was the weapon to conquer his girlfriend. He gently pushed the glans into Qu Yan's vagina. The intoxicating tightness and warmth of Qu Yan's vaginal opening transmitted through the silicone to his glans, as if flesh and blood were connected. He was excited and gently pushed it in a little more. The resistance he encountered when inserting it into Qu Yan's vagina was something he had never experienced before, which made him even more excited.

"Ah... gently, it's so big..."

Qu Yan's only man was Hai Bo, whose penis was short. Her cunt had long been accustomed to her boyfriend's size, and now the thick, hard thing was pushing in, making her feel a little pain.

Hai Bo slowed down, gently inserting his penis. He felt a depth he had never explored before; the vagina enveloped him tighter and tighter, feeling increasingly pleasurable. Qu Yan was equally excited. For the first time, her vagina felt full. The large glans stretched open her tight walls, rubbing and moving against her soft, sensitive flesh. She was almost going crazy with excitement.

"Mmm...so deep, so comfortable...mmm, husband, slowly, mmm, it's too big,"

Qu Yan moaned contentedly, gently wrapping her arms around Hai Bo's neck. Hai Bo pressed himself against his girlfriend's plump, white body. Qu Yan spread her legs wide, hooking her calves around Hai Bo's waist, thrusting her large, round buttocks to allow him to penetrate even deeper.

Hai Bo slowly began to thrust, kissing Qu Yan tenderly. Her face, resembling that of an Eastern Kate Winslet, wore a wanton expression of excitement. Hai Bo's thrusts quickened, penetrating deeper and deeper.

"Ah...it's...deeper...ah, so thick, so hard, mmm, mmm, so good, so incredibly good, ah..."

Qu Yan moaned ecstatically.

Hai Bo buried his head between Qu Yan's proud breasts, his hands gripping her soft yet firm nipples, squeezing them against his face. He then took Qu Yan's nipple into his mouth, gently biting it with his teeth. This made Qu Yan even more excited, letting out a long, drawn-out moan she had never heard before, "Ah...ah...ah..." wave after wave.

Hai Bo looked up at Qu Yan; her head was tilted back, her eyes slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly with excitement, her mouth wide open, moaning freely, breathing heavily. Hai Bo had never seen Qu Yan so excited when being fucked, and Qu Yan felt an unprecedented, immense pleasure. Her lower body was filled to the brim with something huge, and Hai Bo thrust in and out forcefully, making her almost unable to breathe.

Because of the silicone barrier and the Viagra, Hai Bo still didn't feel like ejaculating, which made him even more excited.

"Hmm...hmm, wife, is it good? Is it satisfying?"

Hai Bo whispered, biting Qu Yan's ear and kissing her neck.

"Mmm...good, so good. So thick, so hard, so long...mmm..." Qu Yan gripped Hai Bo's back tightly. Not only did his strong body press down on her, giving her a suffocating pleasure, but the feeling of being filled and rapidly thrusting into her wet, juicy hole was indescribable. The dim

bedside lamp cast their silhouettes on the wall as they made love. The woman's long, beautiful legs were raised high, and the man's strong body pressed against the tall woman's body. The two were excitedly intertwined. At this moment, Hai Bo and Qu Yan were experiencing unprecedented sexual pleasure. They didn't need to control themselves, they weren't afraid, and they enjoyed the sparks of love created by the friction between his penis and her vagina.

Qu Yan was completely absorbed in Hai Bo's lovemaking. An immense pleasure radiated from deep within her vagina, spreading throughout her entire body. The tingling, numb sensation was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before; it felt incredibly good. The only downside was that the penis inside didn't feel like a real cock, lacking the texture and warmth of a real one. She thought, if Haibo really had something that big and could make love to her every day, that would be so wonderful.

Even so, she was incredibly satisfied.

The intense desire that had been dormant for so long erupted within Qu Yan's body at this moment. She clamped Haibo tightly between her legs, gazing absently at her boyfriend's flushed face, caressing his broad, firm chest muscles. Her plump buttocks swayed and moved forcefully, no longer caring that his penis, being small, might slip out.

"Fuck you, fuck you to death, Qu Yan, you're so slutty..."

At this moment, Qu Yan's eyes were slightly closed, her rosy and sexy lips were slightly parted, and her nimble tongue occasionally licked her lips. Her snow-white cheeks and the skin on her chest were flushed with excitement. She cried out wantonly, as if only in this way could she transform the tingling and itchy feeling in her body into a huge pleasure. Seeing the usually dignified Qu Yan so wanton, Hai Bo sped up even more.

How could Qu Yan withstand such ravaging? The lustful side hidden deep within her was completely aroused. Her full breasts swayed incessantly, and she shouted loudly, "Fuck me, husband, fuck me, fuck me to death..."

Hai Bo, wearing a dildo, frantically fucked her tender cunt. Although to most women, this thing was only of average size, for Qu Yan, it was too long, too big, and too thick, making her feel like she was going crazy.

Qu Yan felt an unprecedented surge of pleasure coursing through her body, coursing through her veins and sending waves of ecstasy through her entire being. Her vagina convulsed, and she wanted to scream, but her throat seemed blocked. Her face burned, and she opened her mouth wide to shout, but only managed sheepish moans. She suddenly remembered that the night Zhang Ning came to Beijing, Zhang Ning had made similar sounds several times while being fucked by Cao Shan. She realized she was about to climax.

Excited yet worried, Qu Yan whispered, "Ah...husband...harder, fuck me harder, give it your all, fuck me harder...I, I...I'm coming...ah..."

Hai Bo was also incredibly excited to hear Qu Yan say this; this was something he had never experienced before. He straightened up, grabbed Qu Yan's round, long legs, and knelt beneath her, thrusting his penis wildly. He felt waves of tingling sensation down his spine, but he wasn't quite at the point of ejaculation yet, which gave Hai Bo even more confidence. He increased the force, the speed, and the amplitude; he wanted to bring Qu Yan to orgasm.

Qu Yan could only stifle her moans, which only made the sounds more alluring and lewd. Qu Yan's body was very fair and tender, but now it was rosy and bright. Her breasts swayed with Hai Bo's vigorous movements, and her smooth abdomen rippled with waves of flesh. Hai Bo looked at the woman he was fucking, her plump vulva filled with his dildo, its veins bulging. When the large glans was pulled out, the pink flesh inside Qu Yan's vagina was pulled out. His penis was covered in her vaginal fluid, and Qu Yan's plump opening was coated with a ring of milky white foam. Her plump buttocks slapped loudly as his penis pounded against her, her buttocks undulating, and the area beneath her buttocks was already soaked. This was the first time Hai Bo had seen the fusion of their genitals during sex. Before, when he wanted to see it, his penis would slip out of her opening without him noticing.

Qu Yan's entire body trembled violently. She moaned ecstatically, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her long hair whipping involuntarily. The intense pleasure in her lower body drove her mad, as if all the blood had rushed to the depths of her vagina, then exploded throughout her body with a drug-like surge of pleasure. Wave after wave of pleasure was almost unbearable; she only wanted Hai Bo to go even harder, to make her finally release.

Hai Bo felt Qu Yan's vagina tighten even more. Her legs were on the bed, her spread thighs causing her plump buttocks to sway almost violently. His penis, inserted into her vagina, felt like it had grown a little tail. Hai Bo thrust with all his might.

"Ah! I'm coming! Ah!" Qu Yan collapsed in bliss. An immense pleasure radiated from her body; she felt suffocating, going mad, dying, flying to heaven. Hai Bo also erupted at that moment, his penis swelling and ejaculating, shooting a large amount of semen into his vaginal canister, eventually filling it completely. Haibo watched Qu Yan's body convulsing beneath him. He knew he had finally satisfied his girlfriend; she wouldn't need to masturbate in the bathroom anymore.

After their intense pleasure, Qu Yan and Haibo fell asleep contentedly in each other's arms. Qu Yan's fair and voluptuous body was wrapped around Haibo's athletic frame. They were almost the same height, one with a healthy complexion, the other fair and lovely—a perfect match. They had finally tasted the greatest happiness in lovemaking. As climax descended upon them, both Qu Yan and Haibo had the same thought: if only they had bought this sooner, they wouldn't have suffered those painful experiences in bed. But the disheartened Haibo didn't realize that another problem was looming. While the penis sleeve provided sexual satisfaction for both of them, his penis could no longer truly, truly penetrate Qu Yan's vagina.

The morning sunlight shone on their faces at the bus stop. Qu Yan affectionately linked arms with Haibo, her face radiant with happiness.

Last night, Haibo became a real man, giving his girlfriend the greatest satisfaction. Qu Yan was extremely satisfied with Haibo's performance. No matter what, she no longer needed any other man; Haibo was her only support.

Bob arrived at the company early. His wife, Li Jing, told him that their editor-in-chief's husband, Xu Shaowei, the CEO of a real estate company, wanted to sign a contract with Qu Yan, but Qu Yan refused. He had even called CEO Xu that morning to inquire about the situation. He had originally planned to poach this client, taking advantage of their proximity, but CEO Xu was quite stubborn, insisting that Qu Yan sign, and even saying that it could be a big deal. He couldn't understand it. It was the end of the year, everyone was working hard to achieve their targets, and Qu Yan's performance this month wasn't great either. How could she not sign this big contract? If she did sign it, he would have to give her a good talking-to when she arrived.

"Hi Bob, good morning!"

Pushing open the office door, Qu Yan greeted Bob with a beaming smile as she saw him sitting in the manager's cubicle in the inner room.

"Hi, Helen, why are you so happy today?"

Bob couldn't help but ask, seeing Qu Yan's radiant face.

"Nothing, I'm just happy. I'm going to meet a client soon, and we're basically close to closing the deal."

Of course, Qu Yan wouldn't tell Bob that she was happy because her boyfriend had taken good care of her last night.

"Oh? Really? Which client? Is the order big?"

Bob was secretly pleased. Was he worrying unnecessarily? Qu Yan was actually chasing the deal. He leaned against the partition, holding a cup of instant coffee, and asked.

Qu Yan put her bag on the seat, taking off her coat as she said, "Not really, two units, maybe four at most. A fire equipment company, not a big storefront, so it's not good to invest too much."

Hmm? That doesn't make sense. Bob thought for a moment and then asked, "Isn't it a full-page advertisement for a real estate company?"

"A real estate company? No, that's the only one I'm interested in right now."

Qu Yan had no idea that Bob and Andy had both talked on the phone, and she couldn't connect the dots that Bob was asking about Andy's company.

Bob was somewhat displeased. He believed Qu Yan was hiding something because he had unilaterally given several advertising deals to Xu Ming to sign, including a small deal with Cao Shan recently, which had caused resentment among the sales staff. He put on a stern face and said, "Helen, signing deals is good for our department and the company, especially big ones. Is there anything you don't want to share with me? Xu Shaowei, didn't Andy's company really want to sign an advertising deal with you?"

Hearing Bob mention Andy surprised Qu Yan greatly. Her smiling face froze, and the beastly name made her mood plummet. Andy harassed her, touched her, pushed her to the ground, pulled down her underwear, and inserted his wicked penis into her body. Although it only lasted a second before she stopped him, it was Qu Yan's most unbearable memory because her lower body was stained with the wickedness of another man besides Hai Bo, making her feel unclean. It was like a raped girl hearing someone say the name of a lecherous rapist.

Qu Yan felt a tightness in her chest and was very sad, but she still tried to keep her tone calm as she spoke to Bob.

"Bob, we're not doing that deal."

"Not doing it? Why?"

Seeing that Qu Yan wouldn't elaborate, Bob became even more puzzled.

"No reason, I'm just not signing it."

Qu Yan said coldly, her face expressionless, her hands frantically tidying something up.

"No reason?"

Bob walked over and placed a paper cup of instant coffee on Qu Yan's desk. He disliked Qu Yan; she was burly, with a figure that looked like an old woman's, not youthful at all, and lacked any elegance—unlike Yang Fan, who was youthful and beautiful. Bob asked bluntly, "How can there be no reason? It's almost the end of the year, and every department is pushing for sales. If this deal is closed, it will be a godsend for our department. You've been here for months, and you only manage one or two small deals a month. And Cao Shan, who you're on good terms with, has only closed one deal so far. You're my subordinates, you're account executives, not freeloaders! I understand that the client is very interested in our media and has expressed interest in signing a contract. Are you going to let this opportunity slip away? It's fine if you don't sign, but how will the department meet its targets? Are you going to rely on me alone? What's the point of having all of you useless people?"

Bob launched into a tirade without holding back, leaving Qu Yan heartbroken. She bit her lip, speechless, her body trembling with rage. She knew that Lu Hailong, from a rural area in Northeast China, was a shrewd businessman, driven by profit and devoid of moral principles—a man she couldn't handle.

Seeing Qu Yan's silence, Lu Hailong thought she was clearly defying him! He had no idea of Qu Yan's plight; he only perceived her as going against him. Lu Hailong returned to his seat in the inner room and yelled at Qu Yan, "Qu Yan, aren't you fucking arrogant? Thinking you can just get away with this little bit of business this month? You motherfucker, you're trying to make things difficult for me! Fine! If you don't let me meet my quota, you won't make any money either!"

With that, he pulled out Qu Yan's advertising contact lists from the past few days, found the only fire-fighting equipment company, and dialed the number of their manager.

"Hello, is this XX company? Hello, hello. So, did a sales representative named Qu Yan contact you about advertising before? Yes, I know. Our advertising media is very effective, you can rest assured. However, I must inform you that Qu Yan no longer works for us. Out of responsibility to you, I will immediately send a sales representative named Xu Ming to your company to help you complete this order, and I will follow up throughout the process to ensure you get a good placement. No problem, it's my duty. As the company's sales manager, I must prioritize the client's needs and eliminate any impurities from the sales team to protect your interests. No problem, you're too kind. That's all, I'll bring a sales representative to visit you in a bit. Yes, I'll bring our Beijing Yellow Pages. Goodbye!"

Bob hung up the phone, turned to see Qu Yan standing there angrily, speechless with rage. Bob smiled slyly and said, "Qu Yan'er, I'm doing this for your own good. I'm going to cut off your worries so you won't have any concerns and will naturally sign the contract. You're picking up a sesame seed and losing a watermelon. You have a big contract but you won't sign it, and you're trying to get by with this little thing. What? You're feeling wronged?"

"You, you, you... How could you do this? This is my client, my contract!"

Qu Yan was so angry that she cried, her eyes red. If Hai Bo or Cao Shan saw this, they would be heartbroken, but in Bob's eyes, he was indifferent, and even cursed her for deserving it!

Qu Yan was extremely aggrieved. She put the business notebook she had just taken out back into her bag. She was going to sign the contract and reclaim the advertising that belonged to her.

Bob watched her pack her things and said coldly, "Helen, take the advertising contract out of your bag!"

"Why? I'm going to sign the contract. This is my client!"

Qu Yan let the tears stream down her cheeks. Her good mood from the morning had long since vanished. She cursed inwardly, how could Lu Hailong be so inhuman!

"You signed the contract? Your client? What makes you think you can prove it's your client?"

Lu Hailong walked out with Qu Yan's advertising contact form and tore it all up in front of her. He said to her, "Qu Yan'er, how can you prove this is your client? Also, you haven't submitted your business report to me for a week. According to company regulations, I can fire you at any time! And if you dare to cause trouble for the client, I'll immediately report you for stealing the deal and fire you!"

"You! You! Lu Hailong! Don't push your luck!"

Qu Yan was furious, looking at the scraps of paper on the floor. She never expected Lu Hailong to be so despicable and shameless!

"Helen, I told you, I'm just using extreme methods to help you. Why didn't you sign the contract with such a big client? Give me a reason! Otherwise, I'll just think you're going against me! It's almost the end of the year, what are we going to do about our department's performance shortfall? Why don't you sign the big deals and instead insist on arguing with me about small ones?"

Qu Yan was trembling with anger. She didn't need to waste any more words with this beastly business manager. She didn't know where she was going, she just wanted to leave. Qu Yan grabbed her bag and coat and rushed out of the office, just in time to bump into Xu Ming who had just come in.

"Good grief, that big woman's got some power again? She almost knocked me flying. Manager, what's wrong?"

Xu Ming asked with a wicked grin as he entered the room.

"Nothing,"

Lu Hailong said irritably. He glanced at Xu Ming, his feelings complicated, and hesitated to speak.

He turned back to his seat in the inner room, muttering, "They're all damn troublemakers. Xu Ming, come here!"

Xu Ming noticed that the manager hadn't called him by his English name, Dick, and his tone was unpleasant, so he quickly went over with a fawning smile, offered Lu Hailong a cigarette, and after Lu Hailong took it, he lit it for him, cautiously asking, "Manager, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?"

"I'm asking you, what were you doing using the company computer during overtime?"

Lu Hailong said deliberately in a harsh tone, not wanting to reveal his true intentions.

Bob usually treated Xu Ming quite well, even snatching several deals for him to sign. Xu Ming, a playboy and very adept at getting things done, quickly became quite close to Bob. Seeing his question, Xu Ming quickly laughed it off, "What could I be doing? Just looking for information."

Lu Hailong blew smoke in Xu Ming's face and said, "Can you give me a break? Damn, you were browsing porn sites at the company?"

Observing Xu Ming's expression, he noticed Xu Ming lowered his head in embarrassment and tentatively added, "Isn't he an angel?"

Xu Ming panicked, glanced at the door, and then whispered, "Manager, don't say anymore, it's all my fault, I won't look at it again, yes, yes, it was me, how did you know?"

Lu Hailong was overjoyed, yet his feelings were very complicated. He was happy that the guy admitted it, and Xu Ming was handsome and had a good physique; he was worried, though, had he really let him sleep with his wife? Lu Hailong remained expressionless, whispering, "Damn it, you better watch out. Your browsing history is so messed up, you don't know what people are thinking about me. Be careful next time!"

"Yes, yes, I'll definitely be careful," Xu Ming nodded and bowed, relieved that Bob wasn't pursuing the matter further, secretly cursing himself for being more careful in the future. Little did he know that Bob had already locked onto his target, and he was about to have an extraordinary romantic encounter—fucking the manager's wife's slutty cunt!

"Alright, get ready, let's sign a contract."

Lu Hailong breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to test the waters before making any plans. He was only indulging in wishful thinking, but would his wife agree? Would the other party agree? Would they dare?

On the way, Bob called his wife, Li Jing, saying he was going to sign a contract with salesman Xu Ming, and asked her to come to the company after work that afternoon if she was free.

After hanging up the phone, Bob drove casually and asked, "Hey Xu Ming, I don't quite understand. A handsome guy like you doesn't lack women?"

Xu Ming glanced at Bob and smiled, "Brother Lu, I might not care about anything else, but I'm confident I can attract girls."

Then he said mysteriously, "Don't be offended, but let me tell you, Yang Fan has a thing for me."

Bob glanced at Xu Ming and smirked, "Damn, you're something else. I also think Yang Fan is a great girl, really pretty. Too bad I'm married. What happened? Didn't manage to get her?"

His words seemed casual, but Bob was secretly a little jealous.

"Hey, you like young girls, but I prefer mature ones. Young girls don't know anything, it's no fun to play with them, and besides, what if I have to take responsibility? I'd be in deep trouble. Let me tell you, I prefer married women, wives, you know? That's more exciting. The sense of accomplishment from sleeping with someone else's wife is just too damn satisfying. Anyway, you know I watch porn sites, so I won't hide it from you. I've got my eye on a young married woman. You know, there are all kinds of people these days. The post was made by her husband, showing his wife naked to others, saying he wants others to fuck her. There are people like that."

Seeing that Bob wasn't only not disgusted by this kind of thing but was quite interested, Xu Ming became much more unrestrained. Hearing Xu Ming's words, Bob's heart pounded, and he hurriedly asked, "Really? Of course, there are all kinds of people in society these days. What do you think of the woman you've got your eye on?"

"White, fucking white!"

Xu Ming said lewdly, continuing, "That woman, I don't know what she looks like, but she's quite voluptuous, definitely a married woman, big round ass, and big breasts, it would be so satisfying to fuck her. So white, absolutely a stunner. I was thinking, if I could fuck such a good woman myself, I wouldn't be satisfied, so why would her husband want someone else to fuck her?"

Bob was pretty sure he was right; Xu Ming was talking about his wife, Li Jing. He felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, imagining Xu Ming fucking his wife, and his dick was already hard, but he still pretended to joke, saying, "Damn, the woman you're talking about looks so much like my wife." This sentence startled Xu Ming, who waved his hands and hurriedly explained, "Brother Lu, don't say that, I wouldn't dare to covet your wife."

Bob smiled slightly, then slowly wiped the smile away, saying, "What's the big deal? If you're thinking about it, so be it. You'll see your sister-in-law again when you get back to the company after meeting the client."

Xu Ming couldn't figure out what Bob meant and quickly explained, "Brother Lu, you, you, don't joke around with your little brother, okay?" Bob sighed, freeing one hand to pat Xu Ming's shoulder, saying, "Xu Ming, let me tell you, I think my wife is quite charming, but to be honest, I really like Yang Fan, really, genuinely. If you can help me get Yang Fan, I'll tell you from the bottom of my heart, I'd even give you my wife."

Xu Ming was dumbfounded, unable to understand what Bob meant. He felt very awkward, the kind of awkwardness that comes after opening up and then returning to reality. Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided to stay silent.

Li Jing wrote a promotional article in the morning and had nothing else to do. Her editor, Chu Yue, approached her to inquire about the contract between her husband Andy's company and her husband Bob's Beijing Yellow Pages. Li Jing thought it wouldn't be a problem; since the client wanted a contract, the advertiser had no reason not to. Chu Yue was just asking on behalf of her husband and didn't think much of it. Li Jing was Chu Yue's favorite employee. Although she was a bit carefree and promiscuous, she was very capable in negotiating and writing articles, and she was also eloquent and easy to get along with.

Chu Yue was thirty years old. For men, this age is the prime of life, but for women, it's an age of second marriages and renewed romance. Her husband, Andy, was a successful man, and whether for work or personal needs, he inevitably had affairs. His secretary, Fang Bei, was a stunning beauty. Chu Yue had met her a few times and, despite her respect, her intuition told her that her husband was definitely not someone to be trifled with. And what about her?

Full-figured, sexy, and elegant, with a gentle demeanor, yet her heart was a turbulent sea. Married for many years, she occasionally indulged in little escapades, catering to her husband's preference for tall, voluptuous women, even wearing high heels during sex, which provided a small satisfaction, but it couldn't fill the emptiness in her heart. Chu Yue was attracted to younger men, drawn to the energy and vitality of youth, but her position in media, as editor-in-chief, prevented her from having an affair. After much deliberation, racking her brains, she devised a plan—to create a feature article. This article, titled "Second Life," targeted young people in Beijing, exploring their talents beyond their jobs, comparing their work and interests to create a unique appeal. It was a good idea, and Chu Yue also harbored a secret motive: the feature would inevitably involve contact with many young people, allowing her to find a few suitable candidates.

Chu Yue shared this idea with Li Jing, asking her to keep an eye out. Li Jing, feeling it was no big deal, had lunch and then leisurely drove to Panhai Shengshi to visit her husband. She remembered her husband's phone call earlier, specifically mentioning Xu Ming's name. She recalled their passionate sex that night, when he mentioned a muscular playboy named Mingming Not an Angel. Could it be the same person? Her husband invited her to dinner; did he have some ulterior motive? The thought of perhaps one day, she and her husband engaging in a ridiculous threesome with another man, letting a handsome but unfamiliar playboy have his way with her in front of her husband, filled Li Jing with a surge of lust mixed with a vague unease.

Cao Shan had just returned to the company from Wang Yimei's place. He had lunch with her at Richang Restaurant in Dongdan.

This was his first time at a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant; he ordered salt-baked shrimp, claypot rice, and sago pudding. Although it was Chinese food, the taste was very different from what he usually ate, and he liked the restaurant's decor—it was like the restaurants in the Hong Kong movies he'd watched since childhood. After lunch, he went for coffee with Wang Yimei, chatted for a while, and then returned. At this point in the contract process, there was basically nothing left to discuss, just the advertising plan and drafts, which were being revised repeatedly. This was originally the design department's job, but Wang Yimei insisted on having him handle it. Every time he saw Wang Yimei, she would subtly and overtly hint at her intentions, which Cao Shan always pretended not to notice. He was puzzled as to why Wang Yimei was so persistent in pursuing him. Not only that, but if Jeff found out, they would both be finished. Cao Shan was terrified after telling Shen Si about Wang Yimei's intentions. Shen Si was Jeff's lover and closest person. If Jeff found out about his ambiguous relationship with Wang Yimei, regardless of whether anything had actually happened, he would definitely be fired, and getting a beating was not out of the question. Of course, Wang Yimei couldn't go too far. Wherever she went with Cao Shan, they were the center of attention. In restaurants and cafes, Wang Yimei wouldn't go too far, but in the office? A little flirting was acceptable, but she didn't dare keep Cao Shan around for too long, fearing her colleagues would become suspicious, and even more so, Jeff would make wild guesses. So, as soon as afternoon arrived, Wang Yimei went back to work, and Cao Shan went back to the company as well.

When Li Jing arrived at Panhai Shengshi, Cao Shan was the only one in the entire department. Her first impression of him was that he was quite handsome and refined, the kind of boy you'd want to cherish, yet not effeminate. Li Jing glanced at him, wondering if he was the Xu Ming her husband had mentioned.

Cao Shan saw a woman at the door, wearing a loose black sweater with dark blue skinny jeans and casual wedge heels. She had short, round hair with bangs. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but her eyes were curved, and her skin was incredibly white and delicate. The jeans clung tightly to her thighs and buttocks, which were round and fleshy, but she only appeared slightly plump, not voluptuous. Cao Shan didn't dare to look closely. Since starting work, he'd been plagued by unwanted attention from women, and he was even a little afraid of strange women. Li Jing's first impression of him was her fair skin and excellent complexion.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Cao Shan stood up and asked politely.

"Oh, hello, I'm Bob's wife, Li Jing. I'm here to see him."

Li Jing responded politely. Seeing that Cao Shan was a bit short, she thought, "This guy is good-looking, just a little short in build."

Upon hearing that she was the manager's wife, Cao Shan quickly led her to Bob's cubicle. Li Jing readily pulled up a chair and sat down. "Bob went out to meet a client, he'll probably be back soon."

"It's alright, don't bother. Young man, what's your name?"

Li Jing asked casually.

"Oh, my name is Cao Shan," Cao Shan replied, sitting back down.

"Oh... Cao Shan..."

Li Jing murmured to herself. Seeing the photos of company employees on the wall, she first glanced at Qu Yan. She noticed that Qu Yan in the photo wasn't exactly beautiful, but she was dignified and had a somewhat masculine appearance. She figured her husband didn't like that type, so she felt relieved. Then, after searching diligently, she saw Xu Ming's photo. Her eyes lit up; he was as handsome as Pan An, dashing and dashing. Li Jing's heart even skipped a beat when she first saw Xu Ming in the photo. Xu Ming's handsomeness wasn't the idol-like kind; it was a genuine masculinity and aura of sensuality. Perhaps a young girl would just think he was handsome, but a mature woman like Li Jing could interpret it as an alluring charm—a seductive power that could lure someone to bed with just a glance.

"Hey," Li Jing turned to Cao Shan and asked, "I just heard my husband say that he and your department invited Xu Ming out. Is that him?"

She pointed to Xu Ming's photo.

"Right? Manager Lu and the others had already left when I came back," Cao Shan replied hastily, startled when she turned around. Just as Li Jing turned to look at the photos on the wall, Cao Shan glanced at her twice, not quite intentionally. Li Jing wasn't tall, only about 1.65 meters in wedge heels. Her legs weren't long, but round and slightly thick, quite fleshy. Her jeans seemed a size too small, highlighting her round, plump buttocks, similar to Qu Yan's. The jeans accentuated her rounded curves, looking quite alluring.

Li Jing gave Cao Shan a slight, almost imperceptible smile, then rolled her eyes slightly. Her gaze was somewhat flirtatious, yet her crescent-shaped eyes were beautiful when she smiled. Cao Shan felt his face flush; he'd been caught. Li Jing didn't actually intend to flirt with him. She liked strong, muscular men, and Cao Shan wasn't her type. Her look was a way of telling the young man, "I noticed you were looking at me." She knew that young men like him, fresh out of college, were mostly single and broke, struggling with their physical needs. It was understandable that they might glance at women a few times, especially since she was already married; a few glances didn't bother her.

"Hey,"

Li Jing said nonchalantly, finding Cao Shan's awkwardness somewhat amusing. She asked, "This Xu Ming'er is quite popular, isn't he? He's pretty handsome; I bet a lot of girls like him."

Seeing Li Jing asking about Xu Ming repeatedly, Cao Shan didn't have a good impression of her. Why was she prying into his life? So promiscuous! He didn't want to talk much, but out of respect for Bob, he said, "I don't know much about him either. He seems to have a lot of girlfriends; I've seen several girls leave work with him."

"I knew it! He's obviously a playboy," Li Jing said, realizing she'd asked too much, and smiled sheepishly. She was always busy and loved to chat. She continued, "Hey, Cao Shan, right? Just graduated?"

"Yeah, just graduated," Cao Shan replied casually. He wondered if this manager's wife was being a bit too talkative.

"Judging from your accent, you're from out of town, aren't you? What's so great about Beijing? It's so much better at home. You can farm some land, build a couple of rooms. Unlike Beijing, where land is so expensive, you out-of-towners can build as big as you want."

Like many Beijingers, Li Jing thought out-of-towners were all from the countryside.

"Hehe," Cao Shan chuckled awkwardly. She seemed to be taking his words to heart, though she meant no harm.

"You can't earn much here in a month, right? A company like yours probably doesn't provide insurance for people from other places, right? No wonder, companies cut corners wherever they can. Who wouldn't want cheap labor? I see there aren't many people from Beijing in your company. Small companies are like this; it's hard to hire people from Beijing. If the pay is too low, they won't work there, and you have to provide insurance. Besides, unless a Beijinger is particularly incompetent, who would want to work for a company like this? Don't you think so?"

Li Jing rambled on. It wasn't that she had a prejudice against people from other places, but rather that this prejudice was ingrained in her bones, and she herself didn't realize it.

"Maybe. I went to university in Beijing, and after graduation, I didn't think about going back. I didn't think too much about it and just stayed in Beijing."

Cao Shan felt from the bottom of his heart that he was different from those people from poor hometowns who had to drift to Beijing. His family was relatively well-off and didn't lack money. They could find him a good job back home. He just wanted to work hard in Beijing while he was young. Even that wasn't the case; he didn't have any plans. He just stayed in Beijing because his classmates stayed.

If it's about how it affects my own feelings, it's that I feel more free in Beijing. I've been controlled for over ten years since I was a child, and I want to live a few years without anyone controlling me. Also, if I go home, I have to consider my family's feelings, and it's even more impossible for me to be with Zhang Ning.

"You live pretty far away, right? We have people from other places in our company too, good heavens, some even outside the Fourth Ring Road, some from Tongzhou and Changping! I mean, aren't they just asking for trouble? Two hours to work

, two hours to get off work, no way to waste your life like that. People from the city live in basements, damp and with absolutely nothing. You wouldn't believe me, not even a TV, they listen to the radio. It's like going back to the 70s. Everyone's crammed into Beijing, what's the point? I really don't understand what people from other places are thinking. You talk about striving, ideals? That's impossible. When there's an opportunity, don't they give it to Beijingers first?

Then it's your turn to come from other places. Beijing is the capital, there are lots of opportunities, but how many are actually available to you? This company is pretty good, lots of people come to Beijing to work, selling vegetables, frying dough sticks, driving tricycles, selling newspapers. La la la la la la, I'm a little expert at selling newspapers, isn't this the old society?"

Li Jing continued, even starting to sing, which Cao Shan found jarring, but she still made him laugh.

"Hehe, I'm not as miserable as you make me out to be. I just play computer games and play the piano sometimes,"

Cao Shan said with a laugh.

"Play the piano? What kind of piano? A piano? Really?"

Li Jing was quite impressed when she heard Cao Shan mention playing the piano. In her eyes, people from out of town were all dirty, never bathed, had smelly feet, didn't wash their hair, had bad breath, and were loud and spat everywhere. Seeing his somewhat reserved and shy demeanor, she realized he was quite different from her image of people from out of town.

"No, a guitar,"

Cao Shan replied simply. He didn't want to start a long conversation. Firstly, Li Jing's impression of people from out of town made him uncomfortable, and secondly, she was the manager's wife; what was a salesman like him doing chatting idly?

"Oh ho, I didn't realize you were such an artsy young man! Hey, is this guitar yours?"

Li Jing asked, noticing a wooden guitar leaning against the wall.

"No, a girl gave it to Xu Ming a couple of days ago. I heard he can play, so Xu Ming left it here,"

Cao Shan said, glancing at the guitar.

"Hey, I'm free right now anyway, did I bother you? How about you play me a song? Let me hear it."

Li Jing became interested, thinking about the task Chu Yue had assigned her, she thought Cao Shan might be the first candidate she had chosen.

"No, no, I'm not busy, but it's not appropriate at the company, is it?"

Cao Shan had reservations; playing guitar at the company, for a new salesman like him, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

"It's fine, Bob wouldn't dare criticize you, I'd talk to him. Let me tell you, I'm a magazine editor, and we happen to have a similar theme. Sing me a song, maybe I'll interview you and get you in the magazine."

Li Jing was quite interested, taking out her MD player and placing it on the table as she spoke.

Seeing that Li Jing was really interested, and that she was a magazine editor, Cao Shan thought this might be an opportunity. So he picked up the old guitar by the wall, tuned it, and, not daring to strum loudly, slowly played fingerstyle chords and began to sing.

As I walk down every street here, my heart seems never to find peace. Aside from the roar of engines and the silhouettes of dilapidated buildings, I seem to hear its dying gasps and laughter. I laugh here, I cry here, I live here and I die here, I pray here, I am lost here, I search here and I lose my life here. Beijing cafes and squares are three blocks apart, like the distance from neon lights to the moon. People warm themselves in ambiguity, embracing and searching for a dreamlike spring. We laugh here, we cry here, we live here and I die here, we pray here, we are lost here, we search here and I lose my life here. Beijing If one day I have to leave, I hope my friends will not forget me. Here I can feel my existence. Here there are too many things I cherish. I laugh here, I cry here, I live here and I die here, I pray here, I am lost here, I search here and I lose my life here. Beijing, life here…

Last time Cheng Min met Wang Yimei, he couldn't get a word in edgewise, so he scribbled a short poem on a napkin. Later he wrote some more, set it to music, and was very satisfied with himself. The song was truly amazing. Not only was Li Jing completely captivated by it, but it also attracted several out-of-town salespeople. Since they were all from the lower rungs of society, they all felt a strong connection to it. Two or three of the girls even had tears in their eyes, as if they were infatuated. Perhaps in their minds, people who could write songs, sing, and play guitar were unattainable, and they never expected that their colleague had such talent.

"Wow, really, so amazing! Hey, maybe I'll actually interview you. Seriously, I'm so moved! Really, so good, so great!"

Li Jing praised him as she stopped the MD player from recording, even wiping her eyes a couple of times. This made Cao Shan quite embarrassed. He hadn't received praise for his music in a long time, and he scratched his head awkwardly. He'd even forgotten that he used to be a popular figure at school, captivating countless girls with his guitar and singing voice, including Zhang Ning and Qu Yan. The girl leaning against the doorframe, mesmerized by Cao Shan's performance, didn't know that what they heard and saw wasn't a miracle of an ordinary person, but Cao Shan's instinct. He'd always been like this, only the pressures of life forced him to put down his guitar and pick up the phone and contracts.

"What's going on? So lively! Okay, okay, what are you all doing? Go back to your departments. What happened? Something happened?"

The voice approached from afar; Bob returned with Xu Ming.

Li Jing, who had just been immersed in the emotion of Cao Shan's music, secretly felt a surge of joy when she saw the man behind her husband. Was that Xu Ming? He was handsome and quite strong.

"What's up?"

Bob asked Li Jing.

"Nothing, I was waiting for you, and since I was bored, I saw you had a guitar here. This young man said he could play a few notes, so I asked him to play a song, and he was actually quite good."

Li Jing glanced at Xu Ming behind her husband and said to Bob.

"Ha!"

Bob patted Cao Shan's shoulder casually and said, "Wow, Cao Shan, I didn't know you had this talent! Do you know 'Cuihua Shang Suancai'? Sing it for me."

"Manager Lu, I don't know that song. I'm just playing around, just playing around." Cao Shan never did anything like playing the guitar to a brick wall.

"What kind of singing is it if you can't even sing 'Cuihua'? Alright, stop now. This time it was my wife's request, I won't pursue it, but next time don't sing it to just anyone, it'll look bad if Jeff sees it, you know? What are you thinking? Has our department turned into a nightclub? Get back to work, stop wasting your time."

After saying that, Bob ignored Cao Shan. Cao Shan felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been thrown from a beautiful past back to a cruel reality.

Yes, he was no longer the popular lead singer of the band in school, but a penniless salesman. Playing guitar was considered a waste of time, talking to clients was his job.

"Well, Manager Lu, if there's nothing else, I'll go out and meet a couple of clients."

Cao Shan got up sheepishly, seeking Bob's opinion. He didn't want to stay in the company anymore; it was only 3 o'clock, he might as well go out and have some fun.

"Go ahead," Bob said without even turning his head.

Xu Ming followed behind Bob, who had just gone out to meet a client. Bob's words about his wife were still echoing in his mind. Upon seeing the manager's wife, he felt a vague sense of familiarity. He couldn't bear to connect the naked young woman he had seen on the forum with the woman before him—it was too absurd. Yet, she seemed very similar. She was of average height and had a voluptuous figure. Moreover, the manager's wife was incredibly fair-skinned, both fair and delicate. Xu Ming really liked women with fair skin, especially someone like the manager's wife who seemed ordinary at first glance but possessed a captivating charm and allure upon closer inspection. Of course, even if he had a hundred lives, he would only dream about it secretly. How could he possibly hope to actually sleep with this woman?

"Wife, are you getting impatient? Come, let me introduce you. This is my colleague from my department, Xu Ming," Bob said, turning to Xu Ming. "Xu Ming, this is your sister-in-law, Li Jing."

"Hello, sister-in-law. Just call me Xiao Xu, my English name is Dick."

Xu Ming reached out and gently grasped Li Jing's small, white hand. It was soft and smooth, making his eyes light up.

"Hello, don't call me 'sister-in-law,' just call me Li Jing." Li Jing felt Xu Ming's strong, dry hand; it was large and warm.

Bob watched as the two appeared respectful on the surface, but their eyes were actually flashing electricity. This made him conflicted. His plan to have Xu Ming sleep with his wife was one step closer, and both were satisfied. Yet, the thought of his wife being with someone else made him feel terrible. Perhaps every cuckolded man is filled with contradictions, seeking pleasure from these conflicting emotions.

"Alright, we've all met. Little Xu, come over often when you're free. Um, honey, how about we go home? Didn't you say you were going to buy something for your mom?"

"Goodbye, sister-in-law. Manager Lu, I need to tidy up the contract I just signed,"

Xu Ming greeted politely, then whispered to Bob, "I'll bring it to you when my commission comes in."

Xu Ming was completely captivated by Li Jing. This young woman wasn't beautiful or tall, but she possessed a unique charm—a beauty that was hard to define as either wanton or alluring. Xu Ming didn't dare dream of sleeping with her, but he felt he could at least fantasize about it and find an opportunity to get closer.

Bob nodded slightly and took Li Jing's hand, leading her out.

Downstairs, Bob looked at Li Jing with a mischievous grin and asked, "So? You seem pretty satisfied with the handsome guy I found for you?"

"I hate you..." Li Jing lightly hit Bob, saying, "What? You really want to play for real? Let me tell you, there's no going back now. Once you take this step, there's no turning back. I have no objection."

"Okay, take your time, take your time."

Bob smiled, pulled Li Jing into his arms, walked to the car, sat down, started the engine, and drove away.

Bob now owns a car and a house, and has married a Beijing woman, so he's settled down in the capital. But here, there are many migrant workers from other places who have no means of livelihood and are still bullied, like Hai Bo and Qu Yan. Qu Yan was furious with Bob when she arrived at the company that morning. A deal she was about to sign was lost in the blink of an eye, and she was also subjected to ridicule. She could only cry to Hai Bo. The two ate lunch and talked for a long time before they finally calmed Qu Yan down. As Haibo walked back, he saw Bob's car drive away. He couldn't help but spit in the direction of the car and curse, "What a jerk!"

Shen Si, the company's top beauty and second only to one person among dozens of others, drove into the office building courtyard.

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