[Urban] Crossdressing Beauty (Complete) - 10-12

Chapter 32, The Party.

The party wasn't as grand as Chen Yiqian had imagined, but it wasn't casual either. While there weren't many long dresses or evening gowns, jeans and denim skirts were also scarce. The seemingly casual yet carefully chosen outfits gave the party a vibrant and lively feel. Seeing so many girls dressed like butterflies, Chen Yiqian realized she wasn't particularly outstanding. Perhaps it really was as the organizers said—a gathering of high-level white-collar workers and highly educated women; you couldn't get by without ability.

Lingling said, "Yiqian, start enjoying yourself! The ticket is a hundred yuan. If you don't think it's worth it, then eat as much as you want! Finish all the most expensive fruits before you leave!"

"Hehe, you never do anything that doesn't benefit you!" Chen Yiqian chuckled softly, giving Lingling's buttocks a couple of hard squeezes.

Lingling scolded, "You little rascal, don't be so unrestrained! Everyone here is very reserved!"

Sure enough, Chen Yiqian's ambiguous gesture immediately attracted some attention. Some people looked at the two of them with half-smiles, wondering if there would be any new surprises tonight. Chen Yiqian was very perceptive; as soon as she sensed the attention, she lowered her head and walked towards the large table laden with food.

Less than ten seconds later, Lingling noticed something and said to her, "Yiqian, you're having fun on your own. I'm not keeping you company!"

"Fine!" Chen Yiqian was a little annoyed. Lingling didn't introduce her to her friends; she was a prime example of prioritizing romance over friendship.

Lingling chatted with two women in their thirties, and when she had a spare moment, she turned and waved to Chen Yiqian, signaling her to take the initiative. Chen Yiqian smiled, took a glass of red wine, added ice, and walked towards the garden. She felt several pairs of eyes watching her, but didn't know how to respond.

Leaning against a pillar in the garden, Chen Yiqian observed the people around her, confirming that two of the couples were lovers. A girl in a dark green sundress walked towards her, but before she reached her, her phone rang. First, the girl in the green dress's phone rang, then Chen Yiqian's phone rang too. The girl seemed flustered, probably regretting not turning off her phone. A girl in a red dress next to her couldn't help but laugh at the scene, a strange smile playing on her lips.

Chen Yiqian, oblivious to everything, walked towards the garden with her phone. The call was from Chen Yihui. "What is it, Yihui?"

"You brat! I'm your sister! Do you think I only call you when I need something?" Chen Yihui yelled into the phone.

Chen Yiqian jolted, pulling the phone away from her ear, frowning and grimacing. Then she slowly brought the receiver closer and whispered, "Okay, sister, what can I do for you?" "

Zhang Junjun called to ask about you. I guess he'll contact you in the next couple of days."

"Oh!" Chen Yiqian was a little distracted, because she saw two girls huddled together in the corner, one with her arm around the other's waist, the other seemingly fiddling with the former's ear, seemingly about to kiss. "What did Zhang Junjun say?"

"He was talking business with Dad, and suddenly thought of you again. He might be trying to arrange another marriage between Zhang and Chen. Yiqian, didn't you used to be with him? Be prepared!"

"Hey, who was with him? That was just unrequited love!" Chen Yiqian retorted. But on the way here, she had imagined Zhang Junjun was just a one-night stand. Like the Chen family, the Zhang family was a prestigious family in Shanghai, both partners and competitors.

"Regardless, I've reminded you. I hope he can't scheme against the Chen family business, and he can't scheme against you either. Yiqian, you are the hope of our Chen family, stay alert."

"I know, you're so long-winded!"

Chen Yiqian put the phone in her handbag and turned to walk towards the lobby. A girl in a red dress leaned against the doorframe, smiling at her. Chen Yiqian smiled back. This girl in the red dress was special, possessing an indescribable allure, especially the smile on her lips.

Seeing her approach, the girl in the red dress smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Rose!"

"I'm Candy!" Chen Yiqian said her English name and then extended her hand.

Unexpectedly, Rose took her hand and kissed the back of it. "You're beautiful!"

Chen Yiqian was a little stunned. She had been kissed like that by men before, but never by a woman. But she reacted quickly, saying, "You are too!"

Rose suddenly glanced at the girl in the green dress on the other side, and smiled again, as if she had won a victory. She turned her head back and asked, "Candy, is this your first time here?"

"Yes, do you come often?"

"No, this is my first time too, but I've heard about it for a long time!" Rose blinked, but her eyes revealed a maturity beyond her years. "However, I guess this is the last time, because I know you now, so I don't need to come a second time."

"Hehe!" Although Chen Yiqian was strong-willed, she couldn't suppress her joy at the compliment. "What does Rose do?"

"I'm a manager at a modeling agency, dealing with a bunch of models who have great figures but no brains all day!"

"Oh!" For some reason, Chen Yiqian thought of Zhao Ziwei. With her height, she was probably a model too, or at least part-time. Facing Rose's question, she replied, "I'm a secretary, the boss's secretary!"

"Really?" Rose blinked. "You're so beautiful, that scoundrel boss didn't give you any trouble, did he?"

"My boss is a woman, she doesn't touch me!"

"Oh, you're so lucky!" Rose said enviously.

Chen Yiqian looked at her. "So, you were touched by that awful boss?"

"Not really. According to our boss, patting his butt or putting his arm around his shoulder isn't even harassment. He does that to every model, so everyone's used to it! As for sleeping with the models, maybe... those girls just put up with it for the sake of their jobs, sigh!"

"My god, what kind of boss is that? You should all cut his thing off!"

"Hehe!" Rose laughed. "I wouldn't dare, you go ahead!"

After chatting for a while, Chen Yiqian realized Rose was no ordinary person; her knowledge clearly indicated she wasn't just a model. She couldn't help but ask about Rose's experiences, thinking she could become friends with her.

“Actually, I studied communication in college and then worked as a financial reporter for three years. I really enjoyed being a reporter. A year ago, I met a man who introduced me to a modeling agency, and I'm used to it now. Before, as a reporter, I was always out and about, my face got dark and dusty; now I manage models, I'm always sucking up to rich people, and when I get upset, I come back and yell at the girls. Now my face is whiter, but my heart is black.”

“Oh, no job is easy, the suffering is different, but it's all hardship!” Chen Yiqian was grateful that she was born into a wealthy family and didn't have to worry about too much hardship.

“In this industry, everyone climbs up on other people's shoulders. Money can crush you.” Rose looked enlightened. “In our industry, the work is busy and unstable. There are already few men, and male designers are becoming effeminate, liking men and wearing skirts. It's making those girls a bit abnormal, all they want is to find a man. Sigh, I'm almost going crazy too!”

“Then go out and have fun more after work, that way you can get away from that environment.” Listening to her complaints, Chen Yiqian suddenly felt a little sorry for her. "You know, I used to want to be a journalist, a little girl's dream, always wanting to travel all over the country, like Sanmao, and find a passionate, dramatic romance."

"Hehe, that's exactly what I had, so I left journalism."

"Really? Let me see what your man is like sometime?"

Rose's face darkened slightly. "I haven't seen him in ages. Although I know where he is, I don't dare go to him!"

Chen Yiqian comforted her, saying there are plenty of fish in the sea. As she said this, Chen Yiqian spoke as if it were something from a distant past. Yes, she didn't even believe it herself, yet she was comforting someone else.

When Lingling came to find her, she had already become familiar with Rose, patting each other on the shoulder. To everyone else, they looked like old friends. Lingling pulled her to the other side, her eyes filled with jealousy. "Yiqian, it's a miracle! You actually hooked a top-tier one!"

"What did you say?" Chen Yiqian didn't understand.

Lingling smiled: "You'll understand after you meet her a few more times. She's definitely someone in this circle, and probably appealing to both men and women!"

Chen Yiqian was baffled. But she didn't know much about this circle and couldn't be sure what kind of person Rose was. Before leaving, Chen Yiqian went to say goodbye to Rose.

Rose asked in a low voice, "Candy, have you ever been with a woman?"

Chen Yiqian was taken aback. She glanced at Lingling in the distance, then smiled and whispered, "We can try it sometime, hehe!"

"Okay, remember to call me!" Rose answered decisively. "I'm reserved with others, but with you, I'm open!"

This time, Chen Yiqian was truly stunned. She realized that she wasn't actually promiscuous; in front of these people, she was quite pure.

Chapter 33, A Strange Feeling.

Watching the elevator doors close, Chen Yiqian slowed her pace in disappointment, preparing to wait for the next one. Unexpectedly, the elevator, which had only closed a crack, reopened, and a voice called out, "Yiqian, come in quickly!"

"Thank you!" Chen Yiqian hurried into the elevator, only to find it was Zhao Ziwei.

"It's nothing!" Zhao Ziwei quickly pressed the close button, glancing apologetically at the others.

Chen Yiqian smiled at her; the two were standing so close for the first time, almost touching. After a while, she turned her head to observe Zhao Ziwei. She was astonished to find that this woman was so much taller than her: "Damn, this woman is already so tall, yet she wears such high heels. Does she want the whole world to notice her?" She must be a northerner; Shanghai women don't have this type, not even her personality.

Zhao Ziwei was wearing a white dress with blue floral print, several delicate jade bracelets on her wrists, eight-centimeter high-heeled sandals, and bright purple nail polish on her toenails. Clearly, she was the focus of the elevator; many men were shorter than her.

"Ziwei, you're so tall! Your boyfriend must be even taller!"

"Yes!" Zhao Ziwei replied softly.

This was clearly a grammatically incorrect sentence, because both of them knew from their first meeting that the other didn't have a boyfriend, yet Chen Yiqian stubbornly insisted she did. Talking in an elevator wasn't a good habit, so they simply observed each other, from her feet to the color and style of her clothes and hairstyle.

Chen Yiqian tried to find fault with her, but only in terms of her less-than-ideal figure, less soft facial features, and slightly deep voice. But these things didn't affect others' opinions; Zhao Ziwei appeared mature, shrewd, and intelligent. Chen Yiqian suddenly frowned. Although the company didn't have a dress code, Zhao Ziwei was a senior manager and should set a good example. This woman seemed to like wearing floral dresses, but lacked the usual womanly charm. Chen Yiqian couldn't deny that this woman seemed like a mature role model from a magazine, a standard white-collar professional. She had always wanted to be friends with a woman like this, so why was she so aloof now that she was actually here?

"Ziwei..." Chen Yiqian couldn't help but speak.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing, let's talk outside!" Chen Yiqian suddenly sensed that she was a little nervous. Could it be? Was this just her imagination? This woman must be used to all sorts of situations, why would she be nervous in front of her?

Zhao Ziwei's heart pounded, but she still smiled. She was a little disappointed, wondering why Chen Yiqian hesitated to speak. Perhaps, trying to guess a woman's thoughts is always a difficult thing.

As they stepped out of the elevator, their arms accidentally brushed together, a cool sensation washing over them. Zhao Ziwei took the opportunity to support her waist; the touch felt nice, and she almost wanted to slide her hand down to her hip. Chen Yiqian turned her head and saw this strange movement, and couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing her turn around, Zhao Ziwei panicked a little and explained in a low voice, "Your waist is very nice, very soft and supple. If I were a man, I definitely wouldn't want to let go!"

"Really?" Chen Yiqian noticed her long hair brushing against her shoulder, playfully scratched it, and then leaned her head back, almost touching her face. "How do I compare to you?"

Zhao Ziwei blushed, feeling a bit guilty, and whispered, "Don't tell anyone, mine is nowhere near as good as yours, it's far inferior!"

"Hehe!" Chen Yiqian laughed happily, leaning closer to her ear again, "Next time I'll try your waist too, see if it's like you said!"

Zhao Ziwei almost held her breath; the feeling of that touch was too wonderful, she really wanted to do it again. She tried hard to control her emotions and physical changes, not looking at the girl, but her right hand was already on the girl's waist. The contact with the girl's body was so wonderful, especially when it was done from a woman's perspective, it was even more pleasant. Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted over, seeping into her heart and lungs. Zhao Ziwei couldn't help but half-close her eyes, enjoying this beautiful feeling. This scent wasn't her own fresh perfume, but a woman's natural body fragrance, something this girl possessed.

After stepping out of the elevator, Zhao Ziwei spoke first. "Yiqian, your perfume smells nice, what brand is it?"

"I haven't worn perfume for days!" Chen Yiqian glanced at her and smiled. Having known each other for so many days, this was the first time we'd stood so close, the first time we'd talked about things outside of work.

"Oh?" Zhao Ziwei was surprised, then immediately smiled, "There's an old story that says you can tell a woman's character by her fragrance! I think that story is about someone like you—elegant and beautiful. This kind of woman is the most captivating; not only men admire her, but women like her too!"

"Really?" Chen Yiqian was a little surprised. It was the first time she'd heard a woman praise her like this; she was quite taken aback. She slowed her pace, not wanting to rush into the company. Seeing Zhao Ziwei's expression, she finally realized that this praise wasn't just flattery, but genuine. This woman was truly special. She felt a surge of joy and couldn't help but say, "Ziwei, it's a good thing you're not a man, or I'd be so flattered!"

"Why? Doesn't praise from a woman mean it?"

Chen Yiqian was taken aback. Yes, she clearly liked it, but why did she feel a little embarrassed? But she was a woman; she should be as reserved as she was. "Ziwei, I think your perfume is nice, similar to what I used to use, is it Artistry?"

"Oh, yes!" Zhao Ziwei has never been good at remembering scents. She only started using them after becoming a woman, spraying perfume under her arms and on her underwear being one of the first things she did.

Chen Yiqian said, "Actually, I rarely use perfume. I only spray a little bit if there's a formal meeting or conference, unlike yours, which is so strong!"

Zhao Ziwei nodded. This fake woman couldn't possibly possess Chen Yiqian's natural feminine fragrance. "Yiqian, you're naturally beautiful, you don't need perfume. I'm a beauty created through makeup, I can't compare to you, I can only continue to use makeup and perfume to adorn myself!"

"Oh?" Chen Yiqian was surprised. From a woman's perspective, even if someone is truly better than herself, she would never admit it. This woman was adorably straightforward. "But, Ziwei, I think your outfit is very beautiful, I'm quite envious!"

"Really?" Zhao Ziwei was a little surprised. She was being envied? "You don't think I'm too flashy, do you?"

Chen Yiqian smiled. "Your outfit is floral, but not gaudy or flashy. Honestly, I like it. It's a bit like my sister's style."

Zhao Ziwei was delighted. Lately, she had been thinking that her sister was rejecting her. This was a good start; if things continued this way, they would soon be friends.

"Ziwei, there's a meeting this afternoon. What are your thoughts?"

"You'll find out this afternoon!" Zhao Ziwei replied, then, perhaps realizing her tone wasn't quite right, added, "I'd like to hear everyone's opinions first. It's a collective effort."

Chen Yiqian sensed that Zhao Ziwei was feigning modesty. They'd been working together for a week, and she hadn't seen Zhao Ziwei do anything unusual, rarely criticizing her subordinates, only frequently chatting with colleagues. Xiao Mei also said the new director was constantly reviewing documents, talking, and understanding the project's conception and progress.

"Ziwei, your arm was a little hot just now, were you in the sun?"

"No, it's really hot, even an umbrella doesn't help!" Zhao Ziwei knew in her heart that her skin and body temperature were different from a real girl's, something makeup couldn't fix.

"Oh, remember to put on sunscreen!" Chen Yiqian reminded her, "If yours doesn't work, I'll recommend another brand to you. I've been using it for two years, it's good!"

"Okay!" Zhao Ziwei nodded.

Chen Yiqian deliberately slowed down, turning to watch her sway her hips, her hand almost reaching out. Right, didn't she just put her arm around my waist? ...While she was still lost in thought, Zhao Ziwei had already smiled at her and walked into the director's office. After a few steps, Chen Yiqian reacted and immediately retreated to the door of the director's office, asking, "Ziwei, have you ever been a model?"

Zhao Ziwei turned around, a little surprised, her handbag hanging in mid-air as she was about to put it down. "No, why do you ask?"

"Nothing!" Chen Yiqian smiled, "I think you walk very gracefully, especially your hips!"

"Oh, thank you!" Zhao Ziwei blushed. She had thought it was a compliment when Chen Yihui said it before, but she didn't expect Chen Yiqian to say it too. She was overjoyed to receive Chen Yiqian's appreciation.

Chen Yiqian walked into the room, feeling good. These short ten minutes had brought them closer. In the reflection of the filing cabinet glass, she saw herself in a suit and suddenly a thought flashed through her mind: If I wore a floral dress like hers, I might look even better.

Chapter 034, Scheming

"Yiqian, what are you laughing at?"

"Hehe, nothing, I saw a beautiful woman!"

Jiang Fang walked in and saw Chen Yiqian laughing alone, looking silly like a little girl. "What's so strange about pretty girls? There are plenty in this building, and you're definitely one of them!"

"What?" Chen Yiqian didn't understand. She was still recalling the touch in the elevator. This feeling was different from Lingling's touch. Relatively speaking... she preferred Zhao Ziwei's actions.

"Ah, didn't anyone tell you?" Jiang Fang asked, somewhat puzzled. "The boys on the nineteenth floor held a contest for the most youthful girl in the building, the most alluring woman, and the most quintessential white-collar lady. They selected ten people in each category, and our company had a number!"

"Really?" Chen Yiqian became interested. "Why wasn't there a category for the most beautiful woman?"

"I don't know either. It seems Jingjing said that the standard was too general and might cause public outrage. The funniest thing is that after the boys on the nineteenth floor announced the results, it caused attacks from the girls in their company because none of their girls were selected, haha!"

"Haha, that's just men's nature. No matter how pretty their wives are, they just think other girls are better! Sister Fang, what are the results of the contest? You haven't told us yet!"

Jiang Fang laughed. "The most youthful girl, Xiaomei, is selected; the most alluring woman, Zhang Li, is selected; the most quintessential white-collar lady, you... are one of them!"

"Oh!" Chen Yiqian wasn't surprised by the result, because since college, she had always been the focus of many boys. "Sister Fang, is this all there is to the selection? In college, those boys would select everything—the most voluptuous girl, the girl with the most beautiful legs, the best dream girl, you name it!"

"Jingjing told me this, that's all there is to it. I don't know if there are any others. But I think it's quite fun. Work is usually too boring, so it's good to add some fun and have more topics to talk about."

Chen Yiqian was a little absent-minded. Strangely, today, just looking at Zhao Ziwei's dress made her think of so many things. She had quite a few dresses like that herself. Maybe changing them would be nice. "Sister Fang, do you think it's too serious for me to wear a suit every day?"

Jiang Fang shook her head. "No! Everyone's used to calling you Yiqian, not Miss Chen, which means you're not a very serious person!"

"Wouldn't it be a little strange if I wore floral dresses all the time?"

"Yiqian, you're a bit different today!" Jiang Fang stared at her and suddenly laughed. "Have you been influenced by Ziwei and are tempted to wear floral dresses too?"

"No way!" Chen Yiqian blushed. "Last night I counted my clothes, and wow, besides suits, I have over sixty dresses. But I only wear suits, so I never get a chance to wear those floral dresses. Even if I wear them on the weekend, no one will see me!"

Jiang Fang laughed. "Then just wear them! Don't worry about people saying you're not serious!"

"Really?" Chen Yiqian's expression was uncertain. She didn't want others to guess that she was influenced by Zhao Ziwei. A couple of days ago, she sent Li Yongjun and Zhang Li to test Zhao Ziwei, but they failed miserably. But she still didn't believe that this young woman could be so experienced. She had been

at work for a while, but Chen Yiqian was still a little absent-minded, thinking about Zhao Ziwei's actions in the elevator. The caressing motion was somewhat masculine; if it could continue a little longer… This thought startled Chen Yiqian. Good heavens, was she really thinking about men all along?

Work hadn't been plentiful lately, so Chen Yiqian planned to go out and find some new clients. Although she was an outgoing girl, this wasn't her forte. She'd been in charge of Xinhai for two years, and the head office had helped Xinhai acquire some clients, even her sister Chen Yihui, who only cared about romance and neglected her family, had found her a few.

She listed potential advertising clients, her pen stopping at Zhang Jun's name. Zhang's Enterprise, like Chen's Group, was a well-known large company in Shanghai, and the two families were old friends. Although Zhang Jun was a playboy, he was a business genius. If you disregarded his romantic escapades, Chen Yiqian didn't dislike him. Getting some advertising from him would be good, wouldn't it?

Chen Yiqian called her sister. "Yihui, did Zhang Jun mention anything about work when he called? What project does he want to collaborate on with Dad on?"

Chen Yihui said, "I'm not sure either, it seems to be a project in Chongqing. You know I never care about these things, why don't you call Dad yourself and ask, or call Zhang Jun!"

"The Chongqing project, isn't it supposed to be a collaboration with Shanghai Industrial? Sister, what do you think the chances are that Zhang Jun will put the ads in Xinhai? Since he's collaborating with Chen's, whether it's for face or for business interests, he should do it!" Chen Yiqian knew her sister was tactful and less likely to offend people than she was, making it easier to deal with Zhang Jun.

"Yiqian, I think you should talk to him yourself. Only you can understand these things clearly. He used to pursue you, so if he still likes you, there's still a possibility. You can use that. Of course, there's a prerequisite: he really does collaborate with Chen's."

"Oh!" Chen Yiqian frowned. She had wanted to ask her sister for help, but instead, her sister had passed the buck back to her. "Sister, you're not suggesting I use my charm, are you?"

"Silly girl, even if there's only one man left in the world, I wouldn't let you do that!"

"Mmm!" Chen Yiqian felt a warmth in her heart; she knew her sister

always doted on her. "Alright, but I won't contact Zhang Jun anymore. Otherwise, if he knows I need his help, he'll put on airs again." "Right, don't contact him first. That guy often takes advantage of people's misfortunes and won't agree to anything without a benefit! How about this, you emphasize his cooperation with the Chen family; he'll definitely feel embarrassed, and then things might change!"

Chen Yiqian was reluctant to remove Zhang Jun from her list of potential clients. Although Zhang Jun's character was questionable, his business acumen was excellent, and many people desired to cooperate with him. But how could she get him on her side without suffering a loss? Zhang Jun was too cunning; he only worked after tasting success, and he never did business with women he had connections with.

Seeing Zhao Ziwei walk through the office building, her skirt fluttering like butterfly wings, Chen Yiqian had a sudden inspiration. Yes, sending her to deal with this playboy would both test her abilities and verify Zhang Jun's intentions. A mature woman like Zhao Ziwei would definitely have no problem dealing with men, at least she wouldn't suffer any losses.

She herself couldn't make such a sacrifice, so let Zhao Ziwei go; even if she didn't gain anything, there wouldn't be any loss. A woman like her might be more alluring to men; the most likely outcome was that Zhang Jun would take advantage of her a little.

Chapter 35, Offending the Sister

"Ziwei, I'll come to Xinhai to see you, okay?"

"No!"

"Why? You're not that fickle, are you?"

"Didn't you say we were going to pretend we didn't know each other? How can you come to see me?" At noon, Zhao Ziwei received a call from Chen Yihui while eating. These past few days, she felt there wasn't enough time; she wanted to quickly familiarize herself with Chen Yiqian and also wanted to enter her world. "Yihui, you're already old news to me, so what's wrong with me liking new things?"

"I'm just concerned about you. Is it a work habit? Wearing a skirt and being around so many women, don't you feel suffocated?"

"It's alright, just a little uncomfortable!"

"I guessed so. Is your little brother behaving well?"

Zhao Ziwei was surprised. This girl said these things in public? "It's alright. There's this voluptuous woman here, always swaying her chest in front of me, it's driving me crazy!"

"Hehe, you're talking about Zhang Li, right? Her breasts aren't as big as yours, are they?" Chen Yihui giggled, very proud of the large-sized prosthetic breasts she had gotten for Zhao Ziwei. "I bet when she sees your size, she'll wonder if they're waterlogged, and maybe she'll find a chance to prick them with a needle."

"Yihui, only a wicked girl like you would think that!" Zhao Ziwei was dissatisfied, but she felt that Zhang Li's eyes really did seem to reflect that. "Yihui, what should I do? If I keep suppressing these urges, my function will become abnormal. Those girls don't avoid me; sometimes their thighs are right in front of me, or they bend down to tie their shoelaces in front of me."

"Hehe, then you're getting a feast for the eyes, aren't you?" Chen Yihui laughed. "I have a suggestion: go to the bathroom often to let it breathe!"

"Sigh, that won't solve the problem!"

"Then let me help you solve it!"

Zhao Ziwei's mind raced. "How do you want to solve it?"

"However you want me to solve it, I'll solve it!"

Zhao Ziwei was terrified. This girl who caused chaos wherever she went brought disaster. "Don't come any closer, I can't take it!"

"No good deed goes unpunished!" Chen Yihui snorted. "I'm worried about you. You can't suppress your desires every time; you have to find a way to release them. Only I can help you solve this problem, right?"

"Sigh!" Zhao Ziwei sighed softly, unable to help but squeeze her legs together, cursing the girl in her heart. This bad girl made Zhao Ziqiang both love and hate her. Sometimes he wanted to hug and kiss her all over, sometimes he would slap her twice, and sometimes he wanted to pin her down on the bed.

"Then I'll go see Yiqian and pretend I don't know you, okay?"

"Of course not!" Zhao Ziwei started to feel thirsty. Sigh, why did she agree to the Chen family's request to wear a dress? Now, she couldn't do anything related to men.

"Hmph, I'm not going to talk to you! Tell me the truth, are you having an arousal down there? Hehe, don't pretend, you're feeling uncomfortable and depressed. Go to the bathroom, don't get your dress dirty!"

Zhao Ziwei was trembling with anger. This girl had no sense of propriety at all. "Chen Yihui, if you act without my consent and break an established relationship, then I have the right to cancel our agreement and leave Xinhai immediately!"

"No, no, I won't go to Xinhai!" Chen Yihui panicked. As long as Zhao Ziwei threatened to give up, she wouldn't dare to be stubborn anymore. "Ziwei, how could you become so heartless? You don't even want to see me anymore? Is Zhao Ziqiang up to something? Is he controlling you?"

Zhao Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief, but her body was truly uncomfortable. She had to stand up to adjust the tightness of her skirt and ease the tension. "Yihui, it's been three years. A lot of things have changed, you just don't know it. Let me tell you, Zhao Ziqiang is very different from what you imagine. If he didn't like wearing skirts, you wouldn't have any influence on him!"

"Ah, really? So you don't like me anymore?" Chen Yihui was surprised. "Ziwei, are you going to ignore me from now on?"

"No, I'm just telling you, this is my life, not yours! You can participate, but you can't change my direction, not now, and not in the future!" Although she still liked this girl, she was no longer the protagonist in her love story.

Hearing these words, Chen Yihui was stunned. Although she could sense that Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei's hearts had drifted apart after their argument at the bar, they were still on good terms, and she still believed that she could maintain her position as number one in Zhao Ziwei's heart. Only now did she realize that not only was her number one position in jeopardy, but even the foundation of their love might be uncertain. Zhao Ziwei didn't want to be so blunt, but Chen Yihui kept fantasizing about rekindling their old flame, and even while preparing for the wedding, she was still indecisive. During their intimate moments, Chen Yihui always showed tenderness, saying several times that she would abandon her fiancé and rekindle her old romance with Zhao Ziqiang.

“Ziwei, I just said I wanted to visit you at the company, and you wouldn’t let me, but why did you say all those hurtful things? Am I really that bad? Do I have no place in your heart anymore?”

“No, Yihui, you’ve always held an important place in my heart, but that’s in the past! You know, even though you weren’t my first love, the feeling you gave me was, and it was a very beautiful feeling.”

Chen Yihui said happily, “Really? I thought you hated me!”

Zhao Ziwei hesitated for a moment, then said directly, “To be honest, I hate you, because you ruined my most beautiful feeling, my feeling for love!”

“…”

Zhao Ziwei couldn’t hear the voice on the other end of the phone, and continued, “Yihui, that’s in the past. Now you’re my good friend! We can talk and do many things, but don’t try to control me, understand?”

“Oh, just a good friend!” Chen Yihui’s sadness could no longer be hidden. She had tried so hard to prove that she was the most important person in Zhao Ziqiang’s heart, even trying to find evidence from those three years of separation, but now this was all too unexpected.

Hearing the heavy resentment on the phone, Zhao Ziwei shuddered. She realized she had spoken too harshly and it had backfired. "Yihui, did I say something wrong?" "

Sigh, it's my own fault, don't blame me!" Chen Yihui sighed. "Ziqiang, I only hope you can help Yiqian, I dare not think of anything else!"

Anything else? What was this "anything else"? This fickle girl still harbored illusions about Zhao Ziqiang?

After hanging up, Zhao Ziwei lost her appetite. She put her lunchbox in a plastic bag and threw it away in the trash can outside. For the next ten minutes or so, she stood by the window, pondering this absurd life of a woman, wondering if it would bring her joy or disaster. But she couldn't find the answer. Who could predict the future, neither Zhao Ziqiang nor Zhao Ziwei?

This time, she truly hated Chen Yihui.

At noon, some colleagues were reading gossip news or chatting. Zhao Ziwei went to Xiaomei's computer, wanting to know what the girl liked to read, but was pushed away. Xiao Mei pretended to be serious and said, "I'm doing something shady, don't bother me."

Zhao Ziwei had no choice but to sit back down. After a while, on a whim, she logged into MSN using Zhao Ziqiang's email address. Besides old colleagues and clients, she also saw Zhang Quan online.

Zhao Ziwei wrote, "Old friend, what are you busy with? The stock market is down lately, do you still have anything to do?"

Zhang Quan replied, "Yes, I'm swatting flies!"

"Hehe, is your securities company deserted these days?" Zhao Ziwei texted, then realized that girls liked to use "hehe," while men should just write "haha." But oh well, it wasn't a big deal, it didn't mean anything.

"Yeah, I'm not chatting with you anymore, I type slowly. If you want to chat, call me!"

Zhao Ziwei naturally couldn't let him know her identity now, so she immediately typed, "No, let's chat another day, I have a meeting!"

"Hey, didn't you lose your job? What meeting? Where are you? Tell me your new phone number!"

"Next time, I'm leaving, goodbye!" As if seeing a ghost, Zhao Ziwei immediately closed MSN.

What identity should she use to see her old friend? This was Zhao Ziwei's biggest worry. Because even after removing her makeup, her thin eyebrows couldn't be changed, and no matter how she wiped her lips, there was still a faint red tinge. That long-lasting lipstick, which gave her a beautiful look, had now become a burden. The thought of appearing before her two old friends as a girl filled Zhao Ziwei with panic.

Chapter 36: Offending Her Sister .

Xinhai Advertising's predecessor was the advertising department of Chen's Enterprise, so contracts with Chen's Real Estate always accounted for a large share. Two years ago, when Chen Yiqian arrived at Xinhai, her first contact was with Chen's real estate advertising, and she participated in many subsequent real estate projects.

The afternoon meeting was to discuss Chen's Real Estate advertising, something familiar to everyone. But this was Zhao Ziwei's first real speech. Less than half a minute after she began speaking, Chen Yiqian was astonished, her face turning pale. Zhao Ziwei listed various drawbacks of the proposal, detailing every aspect, comparing it with cases from other companies. In short, she utterly refuted the proposal. Those present were stunned. Zhao Ziwei's insights were indeed different, containing some novel ideas they hadn't heard of before, but the most shocking thing was her complete rejection.

Chen Yiqian cursed inwardly: Even if you don't know whose proposal it is, you shouldn't be so ruthless, showing no respect at all. No one dared to object, for they hadn't grasped the situation and were unsure how the two executives would "clash." The memory of Zhang Li being humiliated by the new director with a few words a few days prior was still fresh in their minds; the story was occasionally circulated as a joke. Now, Chen Yiqian's expression further suggested the possibility of conflict.

The most nervous was Xiaomei, who repeatedly winked at Zhao Ziwei and even tugged at her skirt under the table, subtly indicating Chen Yiqian's direction. Zhao Ziwei pretended not to notice and continued her speech. She might have shown leniency towards others' opinions, but not towards Chen Yiqian. After all, she'd be back to being a man in a month at most, so she might as well seize this opportunity to make a big move—a do-or-die battle, a desperate gamble.

Chen Yiqian spoke up: "Ziwei, are you sure your plan will achieve its goal?"

"Of course, that's why I was hired as director!" Zhao Ziwei wasn't worried about Chen Yiqian jumping up and down with insults, but rather whether a hardline approach was appropriate; it would be disastrous if it failed to achieve its objectives.

Chen Yiqian asked everyone expressionlessly, "Any objections?"

Zhang Li spoke first, "Ms. Zhao, we all know you're talented, but criticizing our proposal like this, doesn't it imply that you think Xinhai is terrible?"

"No, I think Xinhai is great. The proposals I've been working on these past few days have all been good. Everyone has minor flaws," Zhao Ziwei said with a smile. "It's just that I think today's proposal is unacceptable, terrible, that's why I rejected it!"

Chen Yiqian's face darkened further. That phrase, "because of today's proposal...that's why I rejected it," was undoubtedly a public insult. Zhang Li, observing her expression, knew she was about to explode. Her eyes darted around, and she said, "How about this, let's have a vote and see what everyone thinks!"

Zhao Ziwei didn't object. She knew few would agree with her opinion. It was just a habit; the outcome wasn't determined by opinions, but by the laws of workplace survival. The result was overwhelmingly one-sided. Only two out of ten people agreed with Zhao Ziwei's opinion, one of whom was Xiao Mei. Xiao Mei had only known her for less than ten days, yet she already considered this new director a capable person.

Seeing the voting results, Chen Yiqian felt much better, looking at Zhao Ziwei triumphantly, as if to say: You're wrong. She smiled and asked, "Ziwei, are you still sticking to your opinion?"

"Yes! My point has been made very clear. Xinhai's way of advertising real estate is outdated; change is essential for survival!"

Zhang Li said. "Of course we also seek change, but there are many ways to present things. Outdated doesn't mean it doesn't meet market demands! Ms. Zhao, I think it's inappropriate for you to focus on one point and negate the main direction of this plan!"

Zhao Ziwei explained again, but the meeting still failed to reach a consensus. Some people were clearly wavering, but unwilling to change their minds in front of Chen Yiqian. Seeing the opinions starting to lean towards the new director, Chen Yiqian was somewhat annoyed, wondering why this woman was so radical. Zhao Ziwei couldn't tell whether the people's gazes were of amusement or mockery; she only discerned Zhang Li's gloating expression and Xiaomei's worried and concerned eyes.

After the meeting, Zhao Ziwei went to the manager's office, and the two closed the door to begin a real debate. Zhao Ziwei talked on and on, listing numerous domestic advertising cases, from technology and the market to systems and intuition. Even with her animated gestures and raised voice, Chen Yiqian couldn't out-argue her, or rather, she couldn't win the argument.

In Zhao Ziwei's eyes, this advertising veteran was still a bit green. "Yiqian, why can't you accept my opinion? The advertising industry has changed a lot, it's not like two years ago!"

"I know advertising has changed, but everything is fundamentally the same!"

Zhao Ziwei decided to tease her again. "If Chen's Real Estate hadn't given it to Xinhai, but instead put it up for tender, do you think this proposal would have won? Or, could it have made it into the top three?"

Chen Yiqian was stunned; she hadn't considered it, as if Chen's advertising was destined for Xinhai. "Do you really think this proposal is worthless?"

"Not at all!" Zhao Ziwei said calmly, knowing she had achieved her goal of provoking Chen Yiqian. "In an inland city, this proposal would be quite good!"

Chen Yiqian flared up: "Ms. Zhao, do you flaunt your abilities by stepping on others to get ahead?"

"No, I'm the director, and I need to make accurate evaluations of all proposals. This is my responsibility to the company! If it's a proposal like this, I will never sign it!"

Chen Yiqian was furious. "Ms. Zhao, do you think this decision-making power is in your hands?"

"Yes!" Zhao Ziwei answered calmly. Although she noticed that Chen Yiqian had changed her address to "Ms. Zhao," it was clear she was very angry. "Because I'm the director, and according to the company's structure, all advertising proposals are decided by me!"

"Oh?" Chen Yiqian stared blankly at her, not realizing the importance of this point, because the previous Director Lu hadn't fought for this right with her.

Before Chen Yiqian could jump up and explode, Zhao Ziwei smiled and said, "However, the boss has veto power!"

Chen Yiqian, who was about to stand up while holding onto the handrail, slowed down. Such patience at her age wasn't a miracle; it was because she sat in the boss's seat. She suddenly laughed: "I know you want to make me angry. When I'm angry, I'll say things that are full of flaws. That will only make you look more capable, right? I won't fall for it!"

Zhao Ziwei was a little surprised. This girl had good patience, unlike her sister who was so impatient and domineering. If it were her sister, she would not only jump up but also throw the stationery on the table at her. "Ms. Chen, please don't misunderstand my intention. If there aren't frequent arguments at work, it means the company atmosphere is bad. Employees aren't motivated enough and dare not offer suggestions. Because someone told me you're an enlightened boss, I'm being so bold."

Chen Yiqian's eyes clearly wanted to kill her, but she forced a smile. "Our company is already very open. With a new director like you, Xinhai is even more lively. Ms. Zhao, I sincerely hope you bring a fresh atmosphere to Xinhai, not create chaos and then leave!"

Zhao Ziwei was startled, thinking that she had lost her temper and would act like a clown even if she didn't hit anyone. She hadn't expected her to calmly say such things. This girl was a bit scary; that last sentence seemed to see through her intentions. Wait a minute, they had so little contact; she couldn't possibly know anything about her. "Miss Chen, I'm not that kind of person. I don't do things without professional ethics. No one cares more about my reputation than I do!"

Chen Yiqian looked at her quietly, that peculiar feeling returning to her. This woman's methods and way of thinking were truly strange, completely unpredictable. "Ziwei, I believe your former boss also appreciated your talent. If you're truly gold, you'll shine!"

Zhao Ziwei felt a little pleased to hear her change in address. "That also depends on whether the prospector can find the gold! The value of a thoroughbred horse isn't in its nature, but in the discerning eye. Vision and foresight are always important!"

"You make a good point. Thoroughbred horses are hard to find, but charlatans are everywhere!"

The two began to argue again, neither willing to back down. Once outside of advertising, Chen Yiqian was just as capable, as that was her specialty. Zhao Ziwei completely forgot she was arguing with her boss; she was only focused on making a strong impression on Chen Yiqian, even if it meant resorting to extreme methods.

The argument only ended when Xiaomei knocked on the door and took Zhao Ziwei away with a phone call. Chen Yiqian sat there fuming for five minutes, reminding herself that she must weigh the pros and cons of work-related arguments and company operations, and not act impulsively.

Then, suppressing her anger, she walked out and said to Zhang Li, "You revise the proposal according to Ziwei's suggestions. And from now on, the two supervisors don't need to come to me for approval; just get Director Zhao's signature."

"What? Yiqian, you're really giving her that power?" Zhang Li was astonished. "What she said makes sense, but it doesn't necessarily mean it's appropriate. The teachers at the training center are all talk and no action, but they don't have real skills. She's clearly that kind of person!" Chen

Yiqian frowned. "What are you trying to say?"

"That's your power, you can manage it yourself."

"Then what's the point of having a director? Bringing back such a high-paid person just for show?" Chen Yiqian frowned, knowing that Zhang Li still didn't have the ability to be a director, let alone compare to Zhao Ziwei. "Zhang Li, you have to admit one thing: we don't know if she has real skills, but what she says is definitely effective, something we can't match!"

Zhang Li was disappointed. She realized Zhao Ziwei was going to take real power, and she felt a little scared because she had clashed with Zhao Ziwei on her first day. Being a woman, she knew how much a woman could hold her breath. She glanced back at the director's office, her resentment deepening.

After announcing this to another supervisor, Li Yongjun, Chen Yiqian's mind was in turmoil. She realized that the arrival of the new director could very well bring about a radical change. Thinking back to the elevator, she had developed feelings for her, even wanting to be friends with her... Sigh... Chen Yiqian sighed. It turned out she wasn't the friend she was looking for!

In the director's office, Zhao Ziwei put down the phone and looked at Xiao Mei standing at the door.

"Xiaomei, you're acting strange today, your eyes are so weird!"

"You're the weird one, you've totally lost your mind!" Xiaomei scoffed.

"Oh, why?"

"Because...because Yiqian never lets anyone touch her plans, not even someone as experienced as Director Lu. They were all watching the drama unfold today, hoping you'd clash with Yiqian, preferably banging on the table! Luckily, you two closed the door and argued privately, otherwise Yiqian would have been humiliated. She's so sensitive, she definitely wouldn't have been able to handle it."

"Let it be, what's meant to happen will happen!" Zhao Ziwei said calmly. She just wanted to do her job well. Although her attitude was a bit over the top, she hadn't said anything wrong. This time, she was truly disappointed. Although she had attracted Chen Yiqian's attention, not only did Chen Yiqian show no signs of liking her, on the contrary...

After a while, Zhao Ziwei walked out of the room, her eyes naturally glancing towards the manager's office, unexpectedly meeting Chen Yiqian's gaze. The information emanating from Chen Yiqian's eyes sent a chill down her spine. Chen Yiqian's gaze held a chilling undertone, as if she were about to rape and kill someone. What kind of girl was this?

This time, the two women, one real and one fake, shared a surprisingly consistent feeling: Chen Yiqian hated… Zhao Ziwei.

Chapter 37: Encounter

The moment Zhao Ziqiang stepped into Thunder Company, he had a strange feeling that his identity was that of a woman. After being oppressed by women's clothing for a month, he returned to men's attire for the first time, only to find it so easy to use his natural voice, without worrying about being spied on or discovered.

But wearing men's clothing felt strange. He had just fallen in love with the cool comfort of skirts, the delicate gentleness of women, and the habit of speaking in a female voice, and now he had to switch back to a male mode. Unfortunately, having lost three inches from his waist, none of his trousers fit him properly, his shirts couldn't be cinched at the waist, and even his belt needed extra holes. Unable to change his two arched eyebrows, he had to seek help from the instigator, Chen Yihui, who then passed the buck to the makeup artist, A Biao.

Ah Biao arrived as agreed, and was quite disappointed to see the beautiful, fashionable girl transformed into a man. "Miss Zhao, you actually look very good in women's clothing, why change back into men's?"

Zhao Ziqiang countered, "Do you like wearing skirts?"

Ah Biao smiled, "Yes, I do! I've even had artistic photos taken, and I've worn a wedding dress! If I were as beautiful as you, I'd wear women's clothing often."

Zhao Ziqiang was a little surprised. It turned out that liking women's clothing wasn't just a rare hobby; he simply knew too little about it. Perhaps with greater societal tolerance, he could be more open with others. This time, he told Chen Yihui he was going home to see his parents, but he didn't want to tell her the real reason.

Ah Biao was very professional, diligently applying thick eyebrows, reshaping Zhao Ziqiang's bold, large-eyed appearance. Relieved of the weight on his chest, and dressed in men's clothing again, Zhao Ziqiang felt a sense of liberation. It was truly wonderful to be a man. His long hair couldn't be cut, so he had to wear a wig. Unfortunately, Ah Biao called him a "woman dressed

as a man," which was a bit infuriating, and he even had the same illusion when he looked in the mirror. Two collaborations with Thunder Investment Company brought Zhao Ziqiang closer to, even somewhat intimately so, Thunder's boss, Tan Baixiang—though this intimacy was purely platonic. Zhao Ziqiang deliberately kept his distance from the treacherous and ugly inner workings of the stock market. He only did market analysis and submitted plans, not participating in specific operations, and didn't inquire about the behind-the-scenes dealings. Tan Baixiang said that comprehensive plans and under-the-table deals were inseparable; he relied on Zhao Ziqiang's analysis and planning, but also needed certain special channels.

Zhao Ziqiang had a premonition that his future success wouldn't come from advertising, but from his economic analysis abilities. He didn't consider Thunder Company his target, even though he got along well with Tan Baixiang and had made a lot of money for Thunder Company. He came to Thunder Company today because the topic couldn't be discussed over the phone; it wasn't just business, but also about interpersonal relationships. Getting close to Chen Yiqian, besides helping her with decision-making, also improved Zhao Ziqiang's abilities. Although Xinhai wasn't the large company he had hoped for, it was a stepping stone for him to mature.

Tan Baixiang, a cheerful northerner, immediately stepped forward to shake his hand, laughing, "I really look forward to working with you again, it's been so much fun!"

Zhao Ziqiang smiled. "I'm here, aren't I?"

"Do you have a new plan?" Tan Baixiang perked up, "I hope you're not just here for ten minutes, have a cup of coffee, and leave!"

Zhao Ziqiang shook his head with a smile. "I have some ideas to share with you, I hope you're interested in listening, not just someone who's called away on the phone!"

"As long as you're here, my time is always ready for you!" Tan Baixiang rubbed his hands happily, "Whether we talk about stocks or not is irrelevant, chatting with you is a pleasure in itself!"

Tan Baixiang hesitated for a moment, then took out a Blue Mountain coffee from the back shelf and called his secretary. The secretary was very surprised, because her boss himself was reluctant to drink this precious coffee; in her memory, he had only used it to entertain two distinguished guests. Could this handsome young man in front of her be a distinguished guest of her boss?

As the aroma of coffee filled the air, Zhao Ziqiang couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Tan, do I have to become a successful person like you before I can learn to enjoy life?"

Tan Baixiang replied earnestly, "Mr. Zhao, you have more right to enjoy life than any of us, because your abilities are unmatched. It's just that you don't particularly enjoy this kind of business competition!"

"No, although I'm confident in my talent, I wouldn't dare be so arrogant!" Zhao Ziqiang shook his head. "Talented people aren't necessarily successful, and even with talent and opportunity, success isn't guaranteed. What I admire most about you is your relentless drive once you seize an opportunity and identify your direction. Although you may experience failures, the rewards of success are greater than others. I can't do that yet!" "It's

not that you can't, it's because you're a very emotional person, and you like to leave others a way out. As for me, as long as it's not illegal, I can do anything!" Tan Baixiang raised his coffee cup and gestured to him.

Taking a sip of coffee, Zhao Ziqiang couldn't help but close his eyes and savor it. It was indeed extraordinary; both the aroma and the taste were exceptional. "A little indulgence now and then is truly better than being a god!"

Tan Baixiang laughed heartily. “If you like it, this can of Blue Mountain coffee is yours!”

Zhao Ziqiang smiled. Although he didn’t know the price of Blue Mountain coffee, he knew it was rare and precious. It was like someone who was used to wearing ordinary watches; even if they’d never bought a Rolex, they knew it was expensive. “I’m destined to be busy; I can’t find the time to relax and enjoy myself. If you really want to give me a gift, then something is fine!”

“Oh, what is it?”

“Your Mercedes 320!”

Tan Baixiang was taken aback, then immediately realized what he meant and laughed loudly, “Okay, okay, take it if you like!”

Zhao Ziqiang laughed too. Last year, following Zhao Ziqiang’s plan, Thunder Company made a fortune, and Tan Baixiang had bought a new car two months ago. Tan Baixiang naturally understood that if Zhao Ziqiang asked for a car, it meant he could help Thunder make even more money.

“Mr. Zhao, I’ve tried calling you several times, but your phone is always off. I haven’t heard from you since you went to Hangzhou. I’m really worried we won’t have a chance to work together again. Perhaps you’ve forgotten that you’re also an economic expert and a planning genius!”

“Haha, you’ve forgotten one thing! I’m also an advertising elite!”

“Of course, but in my opinion, advertising is just a temporary refuge for you. No matter how dazzling it is, it’s not your true choice. You need a bigger stage; perhaps Leiting is too small for you.” Tan Baixiang said earnestly.

Zhao Ziqiang was taken aback. Had he not toned down his brilliance? “Perhaps. Who can predict the future? In Hangzhou, I’ve also been considering my future direction!”

Tan Baixiang asked, “Hangzhou has many beautiful women; it must be quite enchanting, right?”

“You’re absolutely right. I’m living in a land of women right now, and I really don’t want to leave!” Zhao Ziqiang smiled; this month of living among women had been truly pleasant. He stood up, paced back and forth, then closed the door behind him. His smile vanished, and he said seriously to Tan Baixiang, "I have two preliminary plans. The first is on a larger scale, but it's not ready yet. The second is feasible and ready to use at any time. If it's to be implemented, it will definitely be yours."

Seeing his serious expression, Tan Baixiang also stopped smiling and nodded earnestly.

"You have to promise me that those people in your company who know me will keep this a secret, including the secretary from earlier. If they see me in public, they won't recognize me. This plan is too ruthless; this

kind of backstabbing will surely make me hated for life." "I love backstabbing!" Tan Baixiang laughed.

"But the possibility of this plan being implemented is slim!" Zhao Ziqiang frowned, his smile gone. "Because your Thunder Company alone can't do this plan. I estimate it will require 1.5 to 2 billion yuan. You'll need to find several other companies, and it's possible that Thunder Company won't be the lead, unless you can secure more than half the funding!"

Tan Baixiang was startled. "Such a big plan? Mr. Zhao, could you reveal a little bit? Otherwise, how can I explain it to the shareholders?"

"Not now!" Zhao Ziqiang shook his head. "Because I don't really want to implement this plan, but I will give you a second plan, which Thunder's funds will be sufficient. It can probably be similar to last year's deal. If you are still not satisfied, then I can't help you!"

Tan Baixiang fell silent. Although he valued Zhao Ziqiang's abilities, this kind of takeover made him uncomfortable. He was a businessman, most sensitive to profit, and he naturally had to weigh whether putting aside his pride would yield greater gains.

Zhao Ziqiang saw this and understood. "Mr. Tan, I respect you very much. It's just that the plan is too big, and I can't let my relatives and friends know about it, or even my name can appear in the plan. But once the plan is implemented, Thunder Company will shine brightly, and your name will be remembered by many people!"

"And you, are you content to remain unknown?" Tan Baixiang couldn't help but ask, "If there really is a spotlight, I hope you are standing by my side, a partner and a comrade-in-arms!"

Zhao Ziqiang shook his head. "My time to face the spotlight isn't here yet, maybe three, five, or even ten years from now!"

Tan Baixiang sighed. "Mr. Zhao, I know you have higher aspirations, but I just hope we'll have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future. Thunder Company has been established for over ten years, and only you make me feel at ease; perhaps I'll never find another like you."

Zhao Ziqiang was moved and stepped forward to shake his hand. "I also thank you, Mr. Tan. If it weren't for your trust, I couldn't have done this! That's why I haven't accepted invitations from other companies, because I enjoy working with you; it feels very reassuring!"

"Mr. Zhao, consider running Thunder Company with me again. As for the equity, fifteen to twenty percent, is that alright? You don't need to come to work here; just help us as before, and we can set an annual plan." Tan Baixiang looked at him eagerly. Zhao Ziqiang

was excited. He had been considering how to arrange his future after leaving the role of Zhao Ziwei. But now he had to consider his status, because he still had to wear a skirt for a while. “Thank you for your appreciation, but I currently have a job and it's not suitable for me to consider this. But I will remember Mr. Tan's kindness in recognizing my potential. You showed me that besides advertising, I have another pair of wings to fly on!”

Tan Baixiang sighed. “I really want you to become a partner of Leiting, but your ambitions don't lie there. I know money isn't the main thing, otherwise how could you be content to be a manager at an advertising company, earning a salary of over ten thousand? You could help Leiting with a project and earn in six months what you would earn in eight or ten years at an advertising company. Why aren't you tempted?”

“Who says I'm not tempted? Sometimes I dream about money!” Zhao Ziqiang shook his head and smiled. “But the stock market doesn't allow me to fully commit, while advertising is different. It keeps me thinking innovatively.”

Tan Baixiang fell silent. He knew further persuasion was futile, but as long as they were still friends and there was still an opportunity to cooperate, he cherished it. He took out his car keys and identification from the drawer and said, “The car is parked on the second basement level, in space B302.”

Zhao Ziqiang took it and looked at it; the Mercedes key was indeed quite special. “Perfect timing, I need to borrow it for a day. I'm having dinner with my parents tonight, let them enjoy themselves.”

They then chatted for a long time. During this time, Tan Baixiang didn't answer any calls until his secretary knocked to remind him of a meeting, at
which point Zhao Ziqiang got up to leave. Chapter 38, July 11th

: Old Friends. Zhao Ziqiang was quite surprised to see two familiar faces in the elevator: his former boss, Zhu Shihao, and his former assistant, Zhang Ying. He smiled and nodded at Zhu Shihao without saying a word; after all, keeping quiet in an elevator is a virtue.

Zhang Ying was delighted to see him and immediately moved closer, softly asking, “Ziqiang, do you work here?”

Zhao Ziqiang shook his head and remained silent. He glanced at Zhu Shihao again; the other was also sizing him up, both seemingly pondering the same question: Was he doing well after leaving? Zhao Ziqiang suddenly had a thought: if he were the boss, he would probably handle that "resigned Zhao Ziqiang" the same way. Having become the second-in-command at Xinhai, his perspective had changed; besides fighting for his own rights, he also needed to protect the company's interests.

The elevator reached the first floor, becoming much emptier, leaving only the three of them to continue down to the underground parking lot. Zhu Shihao finally spoke: "Ziqiang, how are things now? I heard you're in Hangzhou, still working in advertising?"

Zhao Ziqiang smiled: "It's related to advertising, but not entirely! Maybe I should say it's experiencing life, a very interesting job!"

"Ziqiang, why didn't you call me? Were you busy?" Zhang Ying, who had previously been not only his assistant and partner but also his friend, was very close to him, even sharing everything. At this moment, she wanted to get closer to Zhao Ziqiang but hesitated because her boss was present. Today, she had accompanied her boss to visit a client, but things hadn't gone smoothly. Seeing Zhao Ziqiang naturally brought back memories of their best partnership, filled with laughter and joy.

Zhao Ziqiang smiled. "I'm so busy, I don't even have a personal life!"

Entering the parking lot, they quickly found their cars, coincidentally parked together. Zhu Shihao, parked next to the BMW, was a little surprised to see him opening the door of a Mercedes. Zhang Ying asked in surprise, "Ziqiang, is this your car? Or are you driving for someone else?"

Zhao Ziqiang replied casually, "A boss here is going to give it to me, and I'm considering whether to accept it!"

"Give me a Mercedes?" Zhang Ying swallowed hard. "Did you save his father or his company?"

"Neither!" Zhao Ziqiang laughed. "I just helped him make a little money, enough for him to buy dozens of cars like this!"

Zhu Shihao's face darkened. Was there an ulterior motive? He looked at Zhao Ziqiang thoughtfully, wondering what was going on with this former subordinate. Zhang Ying was about to say something, but suddenly noticed her boss's expression and swallowed her words. Zhu Shih-hao said, "Zi-qiang, come back to the company sometime, have a cup of tea, and catch up with everyone. Your colleagues all miss you; you can ask Zhang Ying if you don't believe me!" "

Yes, Zi-qiang!" Zhang Ying replied. "I've called you several times, but your phone was always off. I thought you didn't use your Shanghai number anymore!"

Zhao Zi-qiang couldn't tell if Zhu Shih-hao's words were polite or sincere, but bosses are indeed shrewd and not easy to discern. "Okay, I'll come over when it's convenient. Mr. Zhu, thank you for your previous appreciation and guidance. I've learned a lot and am not still living in a well!"

Zhu Shih-hao's expression changed. He had actually compared the renowned Shih-hao Advertising Company to the bottom of a well—utterly unreasonable. He was about to get angry when he noticed Zhao Zi-qiang's ambiguous smile and immediately realized he had been tricked; this man was no longer his subordinate. He immediately put on a smile and said, "Our company is considered a training base for the advertising industry. The more elites who graduate from here, the more proud we are. We hope that those who leave will feel more joy and pride when they think back on this experience, rather than resentment and forgetfulness!"

Zhao Ziqiang said with a double meaning, "I am also very proud to have worked at this company. Without President Zhu, I wouldn't have achieved what I have today!"

Zhu Shihao snorted and got into his car. Zhang Ying secretly made a phone call gesture to him through the car window; clearly, she wanted to talk to her former partner. Soon, the two cars drove away from the building one after the other, and then went their separate ways in opposite directions.

Zhao Ziqiang had a strange premonition that he and his former boss still had some unresolved matters. He saw the BMW disappear in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but laugh. "You dare to call yourself the most enlightened boss? You don't even want someone as talented as me. What else can I do?"

In less than five minutes, Zhao Ziqiang had adapted to driving the Mercedes and simply drove onto the ring road to try out the feeling of high-speed driving. He turned on the stereo, the pleasant music somewhat intoxicating him. Perhaps it would be even more pleasant in the brightly lit city streets. It seemed it was time to buy a car; Yuan Jia and Zhang Quan both had one, and he should too.

Shedding his feminine disguise, Zhao Ziqiang made a phone call, laughing heartily, as if he hadn't contacted his friends in a century. Unlike usual, when he could only speak in a male voice at night in his room, even while wearing a sexy dress, this time, the real Zhao Ziqiang was back, radiating enthusiasm and the vibrant energy of summer.

"Ziqiang, you still remember to call? Zhenzhen has been asking about you these past few days, and I can't answer any of her questions! How's it going? Did you find a girlfriend in Hangzhou?" "Yeah,

I met a girl, not quite a girlfriend yet, but we see each other often!" Zhao Ziqiang thought to himself: According to the plan, I'm going to fall in love with Chen Yiqian, but is this girl worth loving? Judging by this trend, I've suffered a huge loss this time; I might end up empty-handed. He missed Zhenzhen a little; her gentleness was intoxicating, but her decisiveness was even more heartbreaking.

"Alright, since you're back, let's have dinner together! You said you'd treat Zhang Quan and me to a big meal last time, does that still stand?"

"Of course it does! I've already told my parents we're having dinner at Chaozhou Restaurant. Yuan Jia, why don't you and Zhang Quan come along?"

"Forget it, your parents always have a problem with me. They start attacking me within five minutes. Zhao Ziqiang, you're a real bastard, describing me to your parents as a playboy, as if I'm the only villain in Shanghai!" "Haha

! You're definitely not a good person!" Zhao Ziqiang laughed. He knew Yuan Jia wouldn't join the dinner party, so he simply said, "How about this, you sneak out in half an hour, I'll wait for you at the KFC across the street!"

For Yuan Jia, going out to "take care of business" on her way to work was a piece of cake. Being a manager had this advantage; no need to ask permission, just say "I'm going out for a bit," and that "bit of a bit" could be an hour, or it could be a whole day.

While waiting at KFC, Zhao Ziqiang received a call from Zhenzhen. After hesitating, he didn't answer. They had already broken up; what was there to say? Besides, his current situation wasn't suitable for any contact with her.

Yuan Jia's first words upon arriving were, "Okay, it's been half a month, and you still haven't recommended any stocks to me. Give them to me today!"

Zhao Ziqiang glared at her. "Zhang Quan works at a securities company. Why don't you contact him?"

Yuan Jia snatched his fries. "Don't make things difficult for him. He's having a tough time. They make small profits in the bull market but suffer huge losses in the bear market. Who knows how long they can hold on? If his company is really acquired by Shenyin Wanguo next year, I don't know if he'll even keep his job!"

Zhao Ziqiang was stunned, only then remembering that he hadn't thought about it for a long time. It seemed his plan required involving Zhang Quan and Yuan Jia, but that plan was very slim, with a very low probability of success. "Yuan Jia, you're doing great! The real estate market is booming, your year-end bonus is sure to break records!"

"It looks like it, but I'm a little worried about next year!" Yuan Jia thought about work and began to feel anxious.

"You should be worried. Next year's real estate market will be tough!" Zhao Ziqiang thought of his real estate analysis report and realized he might need to speed things up, but he didn't know if the outcome would be as he feared. His conversation with Tan Baixiang earlier was related to this, but he wondered if he could use it. "Yuan Jia, don't sell your stocks. The momentum is very good right now. I estimate there will be a major correction in about two weeks. I'll let you know then!"

"Okay! Ziqiang, what are you busy with in Hangzhou?"

"Still doing advertising, just in a slightly different role!" Zhao Ziqiang had a headache. How could he explain the name Zhao Ziwei to his friend? He dismissed the idea; it wasn't something everyone could accept. "How's Zhenzhen doing? Have you met her new boyfriend?"

Yuan Jia was taken aback. "What makes you think she has a new boyfriend?"

Zhao Ziqiang scoffed. "There are only two reasons why a woman's heart may change: money or a man. I'm not rich, nor am I penniless, and Zhenzhen isn't an extremely greedy girl, so there's only one possibility: she's met a man!"

"So you understand women after all. Why can't you see through Zhenzhen?" Yuan Jia sighed, taking a deep gulp of her cola. "I haven't met that man. I heard she did meet one, but maybe she's just being playful and curious!"

"Can you gamble with your feelings just because you're playful and curious? What was her reason for breaking up with you?" Zhao Ziqiang said calmly. "This relationship was too fragile; it's better to let it go!"

Yuan Jia stared at him. "Ziqiang, don't you ever reflect on yourself? If a woman leaves you, there's always a reason. Don't tell me you know nothing about her leaving, not even a single warning sign."

Zhao Ziqiang was stunned. Were those warning signs? She said I rarely spent time with her; she said she wanted to go to the movies, but I went to a lecture; while she went shopping, I sneaked into an electronics store; while she watched TV, I stayed in front of the computer; she wanted romantic evenings, but I was deep in thought analyzing the economy… even that night when we discussed marriage, I didn't agree to her suggestion of taking wedding photos. Did that mean I didn't want to get married?

Yuan Jia said coldly, "Why are you sweating? Are you realizing your mistakes? If you cherish her, try to win her back. Don't ruin your life because of a fit of pique!"

Zhao Ziqiang looked up, his brows furrowed. "Otherwise?"

"Otherwise, you really will have to find a new girlfriend!" Yuan Jia said, then suddenly laughed, "To be honest, I quite like girls like Zhenzhen, but you and she lack a certain understanding, or rather, you can't find that feeling of perfect harmony. To put it bluntly, she hasn't entered your heart. You don't want to get married because you're afraid to tell Zhenzhen the truth. But she's a smart girl; she chose to leave to avoid being hurt by you in the future!"

Zhao Ziqiang was silent for a moment before saying, "Bullshit, utter nonsense!"

Of course it was bullshit. He couldn't possibly have guessed what I was thinking. With his womanizing ways, how could he possibly understand true, pure love? He shouldn't have said it at all, because these ideas were exactly what I wanted to say.

Chapter 39, Indulging on the Balcony

Several days passed, and Zhao Ziwei gave up on her plans to get closer to Chen Yiqian. This girl harbored a prejudice against her; she not only kept people out of the door, but also kept people out of Xinhai. Zhao Ziwei sighed inwardly; if things continued like this, her purpose in coming to Xinhai would be wasted.

Because of overtime work today, Zhao Ziwei returned to her apartment at 8:30 PM. As soon as she entered, she kicked off her high heels forcefully and threw her handbag onto the sofa. Only in her apartment could she not pretend to be a lady, not worry about her image as a woman. Having been Zhao Ziwei for over a month, she still hadn't changed some of her male habits. The only saving grace was that she could speak in a female voice from time to time; even if she occasionally made male gestures, people would only find it strange, not suspicious.

She unbuttoned her clothes while opening the refrigerator, but it was empty. After a day of exposure to the sun, the fan was blowing hot air. She'd install an air conditioner in the living room this weekend; the Chen family would pay for it anyway. After unbuttoning her clothes, she remembered Chen Yihui's reminder and looked out the window. Was someone really spying on him with binoculars? Given Zhao Ziqiang's mentality, he might as well just look openly; spying like a thief would ruin a man's reputation.

Just as he thought of Chen Yihui, her phone rang: "Ziwei, are you home?"

"I just got home, about to take a shower." Zhao Ziwei buttoned up the top of her shirt and went to the balcony. The breeze was less intense there, but much better than the sweltering living room.

"Just got back from a date? Was it that guy who pursued you last time?"

"Yihui, do you think any man would dare date me?"

"That's true, he's a gentleman. If every man were like Zhao Ziqiang, touching her inappropriately, Miss Zhao Ziwei's skirts would have been torn to shreds long ago!"

"Forget it, Yihui, don't judge me by your standards. I'm not that kind of person." Zhao Ziwei found it amusing. Luckily, she didn't know about her changes over the past three years, still thinking Zhao Ziqiang was innocent. Of course, she would never know about his drunken revelry and one-night stands.

"Why? You're so charming and stylish, how come no men like you? It's because you ignore them. Don't be so arrogant, being like an iceberg isn't good. A smiling girl is more adorable. Seriously, you can try dating men. It's a normal part of a girl's life, it's not like you have to sleep with them, what's the big deal?"

"I understand that, but I can't do it." Zhao Ziwei stretched on the balcony. "Yihui, if I used your seduction tricks, wouldn't men come knocking on my door?"

"The question is, do you dare?"

"Why wouldn't I dare? I'm on the balcony right now, let's try!" Zhao Ziwei glanced around; many houses across the street had lights on, and it seemed no one was on their balconies. She unbuttoned her blouse, and her half-closed bra couldn't hide her eager breasts. "Yi Hui, I'm starting to take off my clothes. Let's see if anyone whistles! If there's a camera over there, we can take pictures."

"Haha, I told you, deep down you really want to be a bad woman, because it's exciting! Hey, Ziwei, you're not serious, are you?" Chen Yi Hui initially took it as a joke, but immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and shouted, "Ziwei, no, no! Zhao Ziqiang, you bad guy, you're not allowed to do this, you're ruining our girls' reputation!" "

Yi Hui, I'm a girl now, can't I be promiscuous if you can? Anyway, I'll only be a girl for two months at most, then it's bye-bye!" Zhao Ziwei seemed to have misplaced her hair clip, letting her long hair fall loose. "It's okay, I'll just expose my back to them, not my front. Yi Hui, although my back isn't as good as yours, I guarantee it'll look good on camera!"

"Zhao Ziwei, no! Zhao Ziqiang, no!" Chen Yi Hui shouted anxiously. She had always been very confident in Zhao Ziqiang, but now that he wasn't listening to her, that was what terrified her most.

"I don't care, I'm taking my clothes off now!" Zhao Ziwei threw her phone on the sofa, then took off her top, leaving only a red bra covering her large breasts. However, the D-cup only covered two-thirds of her breasts, the rest was exposed. Although she had looked in the mirror many times, the sight still surprised Zhao Ziwei. Anyway, it was fake, so it didn't matter if it was public. At this moment, should she be called Zhao Ziqiang or Zhao Ziwei? Or perhaps it was what Zhao Ziqiang wanted to see. If he weren't multifaceted, if he didn't have multiple personalities, he wouldn't be wearing a dress and acting like a woman.

Zhao Ziwei spread her arms and grabbed the railing, bent over, then stretched, pretending to look at the stars, even "intoxicated" by taking a couple of breaths of cool air. To others, this was just a young girl relaxing on the balcony, or taking a break after work. As she prepared to collect her clothes, a mischievous idea came to her. She pulled her long hair up to her chest, then took off her bra and threw it into the living room. The scene resembled a young girl (or woman) preparing to take a bath only to discover she was missing her underwear. She went to the balcony to retrieve her drying clothes. She slowly lowered the clothes rack, her bare back and sides exposed, only her lower body clad in a Western-style skirt.

A loud whistle startled Zhao Ziwei, nearly dropping the clothes in her hands. She immediately covered her chest with the clothes, turning her head to see a man waving from the opposite building.

"Hi, **ygirl!" the foreigner shouted. "Yeah, you!"

Zhao Ziwei, who had been about to go back to her room, leaving the remaining two pieces uncollected, laughed at the sight. It seemed that taking off her clothes worked wonders; a girl's assets were indeed abundant. So, she feigned confusion: "Me? What's wrong with you?"

The foreigner, seemingly surprised that she spoke English, immediately waved again. "Hi, pretty

girl, I'm Wilson. You have a good figure, you can show it off, turn around and take the clothes in your hand off!" This damn foreigner, so direct! He actually told me to throw away the clothes in my hand and show him my bare chest… Zhao Ziwei was both angry and amused. All lecherous men in the world are the same, not much different from Zhao Ziqiang before. Considering the man praised her figure, she didn't react, just smiled and shook her head. "No, I just show it to my boyfriend!"

"So what? You can show it! What's your name? I

think I'm better than your boyfriend, give me a kiss!" Zhao Ziwei's eyes widened. Good heavens, this foreigner was flirting, and now he was openly trying to steal her boyfriend! Shanghai had many expatriates, a mixed bag, and some Chinese girls would fawn over foreigners, offering their bodies faster than their boyfriends. Many foreigners in Shanghai mistakenly believed that Chinese girls liked to throw themselves at foreigners. Although Zhao Ziwei wanted to provoke him, she hesitated about making a suggestive move. She deliberately asked, "Really? But your wife?" "

I'm single, don't worry about it!" The foreigner's speech was a little slurred, as if he'd been drinking, and he was still swaying slightly.

Seeing people starting to watch from other balconies, Zhao Ziwei became nervous. This was a high-end apartment building with many expatriates, and even many Chinese people spoke foreign languages. She clutched her clothes to her chest; although she wasn't worried about being exposed, the crowd of onlookers worried her. She turned inside, tossing her long hair from her chest to her back, her bare back sparking endless fantasies.

"Hi, baby, please stay, I love your baby, it's so beautiful! I think

it's soft to touch!" Wilson laughed, flexing his arm to show off his muscles. "Hi, baby, would you like one nightstand? I'll make you happy, look, I'm so strong!" Zhao Ziwei froze. The foreigner's words had gone from a joke to provocation, and now to eroticism. His tone had changed, and his flailing hands clearly indicated he was drunk. Zhao Ziwei was completely disgusted; she lost all desire to joke. Before entering the living room, she heard laughter in the distance. Glancing back, she saw four or five people standing on their balconies, laughing at Wilson. The loudest laugher was a black man, who was also mocking the drunkard.

The phone rang, and Zhao Ziwei threw her clothes forcefully onto the sofa. She turned around again, and Wilson was waving again, muttering something unintelligible. She cursed viciously, "You're son of the bitch!"

The caller was Chen Yihui. Zhao Ziwei, still angry, preemptively asked, "Yihui, do you think men are all driven by their lower instincts?"

"No, that's just a woman's angry outburst! Ziqiang, why do you ask that? What did you just do? You're a girl now!" But upon hearing Zhao Ziwei's account of what had just happened, she immediately shouted angrily, "Zhao Ziqiang, you're going too far! Using your female identity to do bad things! Did no one see you naked?"

"Heh, they only saw my back. That guy is from Canada, good-looking, handsome, probably thirty years old. He just whistled at me, said I was sexy, and wanted to have sex with me. So funny, haha!" A male voice suddenly broke out as Zhao Ziwei spoke, startling even herself.

"Zhao Ziwei!" Chen Yihui shouted, "You were chatting with him shirtless?"

"Yeah, otherwise why would he compliment my figure! He even said my breasts were beautiful and made me turn around so he could see them clearly again, haha, how ridiculous. I might as well seduce him again and let him take care of himself after he gets excited."

"You...you bastard, you..." Chen Yihui was so angry she couldn't speak. She had never imagined Zhao Ziwei would play these tricks; this was completely unlike her personality, and it wasn't Zhao Ziqiang's true nature either. "Ziqiang, you're joking, right? You're not really doing it, are you?"

"Why would I joke? It's not something shameful. Yihui, you're really strange. What's wrong with me taking off my clothes at home? I used to go shirtless when it was hot!" Zhao Ziwei found it fun to be angry with her. Zhao Ziqiang used to be bullied by her often, and now she could get her revenge.

"You used to be a boy, now you're a girl, of course it's different!" Chen Yihui was anxious, her words a little hesitant. "Ziqiang, Ziwei, your breasts are different, they're different!"

"Breasts? They're fake! Every night I wear a nightgown to the balcony to hang clothes, no matter how sexy I am, nobody looks. Tonight, as soon as I took it off, people came, at least eight or ten. Before I could even hear what they were saying, you pulled me into the room with your phone call. Sigh, what a waste of my devilish figure, what a pity. I'll try again later, something even more exciting!"

"Zhao Ziwei, you bastard, no, Zhao Ziqiang, you bastard! You've ruined the reputation of us girls, how can you use a girl's body to do bad things?" Chen Yihui shouted, she didn't want to see Zhao Ziwei indulging in her girlhood, especially in actions that drove men crazy.

"Why am I a bastard? Aren't what you did even more bastardly?" Zhao Ziwei laughed, deliberately leaning against the balcony door, exposing half her back. She had just assumed an S-shaped stance when she heard a whistle. She turned around and saw the foreigner waving at her again. "Hehe, Yihui, that foreigner is whistling again, it's so funny! If he weren't having impure thoughts, I'd like to chat a little longer!"

"What, you're standing on the balcony again?" Chen Yihui was a little exasperated, her voice changed, "Hurry up and put on your clothes, I won't allow you to do this, it's ruining your reputation and image!"

Zhao Ziwei snorted. "Yihui, I'm showing my body, what's it to you? When you were naked in front of men, I didn't say anything to you, why are you blaming me?"

"When have I ever been naked in front of men?" Chen Yihui was about to cry, "Ziqiang, how did you become so bad, you're not the person I like at all!"

Zhao Ziwei was stunned for a moment, but immediately laughed, it was really fun to be angry with this girl. "Is that so? It's normal for you to take off your clothes to seduce me, but you say I'm ruining a girl's reputation when I take off my clothes, what kind of twisted logic is that?"

"Bullshit, that's not the same thing at all, it's because I love you!" Chen Yihui finally cried. “Ziqiang, you’re being ridiculous. If you’re in a room with someone you like, you can be as promiscuous as you want. But you can’t do this to a stranger, you can’t do that. Real girls don’t act like this!”

Zhao Ziwei knew she had achieved her goal and glanced into the distance again. “Okay, Yihui, don’t cry. I was just going to the balcony to collect the clothes. Even though I was shirtless, the clothes covered me, so he only saw my back, just like when you wear a backless dress.” Zhao Ziwei could only comfort her like this, otherwise she would start yelling again. This girl can be incredibly sweet and obedient when she’s nice, but when she’s angry, she’s domineering and unreasonable, not even human.

“Really only saw my back?” Chen Yihui breathed a sigh of relief, her voice still trembling with tears. Although she still had doubts, she didn’t dare to pursue the matter further. “If you go to the balcony, you must wear clothes!”

“No, it’s so hot!” Zhao Ziwei retorted stubbornly, “I won’t wear any, at most I just won’t go to the balcony!”

Chen Yihui didn’t dare to retaliate, as if she had become a boy being bullied by his girlfriend. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Ziwei, I'll come over and keep you company tonight, okay?"

"Heh, you brat, you've been talking for so long, and only this one sentence sounds nice; everything else is just bullshit!" Zhao Ziwei was still a little annoyed. She'd been going around in circles for so long, and it was only now that she understood—how stupid of her.

Chen Yihui immediately said happily, "Okay, I'll be there in half an hour!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you!" The thought of Chen Yihui coming aroused Zhao Ziwei again. Being with this girl meant intimate contact, the most primal interaction.

In relationships, Chen Yihui had always been the dominant one, and her reunion with Zhao Ziqiang hadn't changed that. But ever since that time at the gay bar, she'd tried hard to understand Zhao Ziqiang's psychology, but unfortunately, she hadn't been able to grasp it accurately. A couple of days ago, she wanted to go to Xinhai to see Zhao Ziwei, but she wasn't allowed, and she even heard some hurtful things. These past few days, she'd even become confused about whether she cared more about her sister or Zhao Ziqiang.

Now, her nervousness towards Zhao Ziqiang wasn't about how long he'd been a womanizer, but about the distance between them. The current situation wasn't about her controlling him, but about Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei subtly taking the lead. This woman—no, this man—was a little frightening. Was this Zhao Ziqiang's true nature? Had she truly failed to understand him three years ago?

Chapter 40, Supermarket Horror (Part 1)

For the apartment security guards, a fashionable girl like Zhao Ziwei was a considerable temptation. Every time this busty, long-legged girl approached, the young guards would unconsciously blush and then bow their heads to open the door for her. Because of this special treatment, Zhao Ziwei rarely used her IC card, so she would always smile and thank them before swaying her hips as she left. It

was already 9:30 when she left the apartment. Zhao Ziwei only dried her hair with a towel, not blow-drying it; she wanted to buy what she needed before the supermarket closed at 10:30. She didn't need to dress as formally as during the day, so she changed into a red floral sundress. She skipped the jacket and even forgot to wear a bra, opting instead for nipple covers. She simply applied blush and lipstick, skipping most of her daytime makeup routine. Her crossbody bag, barely the size of her palm, was only big enough for her phone and keys; there was no room for cosmetics.

Just as she reached the street, Chen Yihui called. "Ziwei, I'm warning you, what you did tonight was disgraceful. You need to rein it in. Stop seducing men; men only think with their lower bodies. And stop peeking at pretty girls, understand? Because now you're one of them too, and you're only there to be admired!"

"This isn't allowed, that isn't allowed, what can I do? Yihui, you've ruined me! These past three months I haven't been able to do anything I want; suppressing my true nature is so painful!"

"But I don't think so! I clearly see you enjoying the life of a woman!"

"Life is like rape; if you can't resist, you have to enjoy it!"

"Ah, that's so harsh of you, you have such a ladylike demeanor!"

Zhao Ziwei looked around and whispered, "Yihui, I feel that after wearing a dress, many qualities I never had have emerged, qualities Zhao Ziqiang never imagined!"

Chen Yihui said softly, "Ziqiang, let me be with you through these difficult times, okay? You've always held an important place in my heart, and that will never change or fade!"

Zhao Ziwei was moved; this girl always knew how to capture people's hearts. Chen Yihui had this ability: even though a breakup caused harm, she wouldn't let anyone hold a grudge. How much of that was true? If the person involved didn't care, she wasn't worried.

Walking down the street at night, Zhao Ziwei, dressed in a revealing outfit with half-dry long hair, looked like a girl just out of the bath, exuding allure. Her brightly colored dress, fair arms, long, slender legs, her chest out, her waist swaying, her high heels jingling—she was a sight to behold in the city. The feeling of her dress rubbing against her thighs was wonderful, like a lover's caress, incredibly pleasant. Not wearing a bra felt like a weight lifted, much more relaxed, but with each step, her breasts bounced up and down, particularly noticeable. Passing by a man's almost drooling face, the girl opposite him pinched her boyfriend's arm hard, forbidding him to look again. This scene made Zhao Ziwei chuckle; it was a perfect portrayal of Zhao Ziqiang! Wasn't this more relatable?

Just as she entered the supermarket, her phone rang again; it was Chen Yiqian calling. Zhao Ziwei was surprised because the two hadn't spoken on the phone since work. "Ziwei, did I bother you?"

The question was clearly asking: "Were you doing anything intimate?" Zhao Ziwei honestly replied, "I was shopping at the supermarket! Yiqian, is something wrong?"

"Well, it's like this, there's a headquarters meeting tomorrow, but I have other things to do, and I won't be finished until at least 10:30. So I'd like you to go to the meeting for me, is that alright?"

Zhao Ziwei frowned, feeling she shouldn't be in the public eye so much. "But I don't know the content of the meeting, how am I supposed to answer if they ask?"

Chen Yiqian said, "Ask Sister Fang, she prepared those materials!"

"Since Sister Fang is familiar with them, wouldn't it be better to let her go?" Two days after the conflict, Chen Yiqian hadn't spoken to her, which made her feel uneasy; she hadn't expected the girl to be so petty.

“I originally wanted her to go, but she’s never been to such a big event before, so she’s a little scared. Ziwei, you’re different. You’ve seen it all, you’ll definitely handle those people. The meeting isn’t anything special, just discussing the company’s daily affairs, getting a feel for the headquarters’ development, and how to follow up—it’s very simple!”

“Um…okay!” Zhao Ziwei could only reply like that; after all, she was the boss. But what was Chen Yiqian hiding? She didn’t like to talk to others, and although she often saw her eating and laughing with Zhang Li, they didn’t seem to be close friends.

Pushing the shopping cart along, Zhao Ziwei called Jiang Fang to ask about the meeting materials, thinking that Chen Yiqian assigning this task was a sign of softening her stance. It seemed that girls’ thoughts were really hard to understand; even with Chen Yihui’s help, she still wasn’t confident in Chen Yiqian.

The supermarket’s air conditioning was very strong, and Zhao Ziwei felt a chill all over her body, especially between her shoulders and thighs. The sundress covered very little, and it took Zhao Ziwei several weeks to get used to the feeling of "seemingly wearing nothing," but once she did, she thoroughly enjoyed it. Her tastes had changed drastically; she ate less meat, stopped drinking beer, and switched to red wine. According to Chen Yihui, the first step was to become a woman, the second was to become a bourgeois woman, and then…

“Xudong, let’s buy some ice cream and put it in the fridge. It’s so hot; eating it will cool us down!”

“Okay, the ice cream is over there!”

A familiar voice came from over there, and Zhao Ziwei froze, momentarily unable to recognize who it was. She couldn’t help but look up; a man and a woman were walking towards her. The girl’s black sundress was so familiar!

Good heavens, it was Zhenzhen, Zhenzhen, with whom she had lived for over a year! …Zhao Ziwei’s hands and feet were ice-cold, her heart was pounding, and she was trembling all over. She wanted to run away, but her legs wouldn’t lift. She would recognize me, wouldn’t she? And who was the man beside her—her new boyfriend? How did she end up here? It's quite far from her home, and the sundress she's wearing was a gift from me.

Zhenzhen glanced over, her gaze passing over her face before turning back for a second look. Zhao Ziwei's heart pounded wildly, as if it were about to explode. "I'm doomed! She saw me! I'm dead! She'll definitely grab me, maybe even scream!" The thought of being stripped naked and displayed in front of everyone made Zhao Ziwei tremble uncontrollably. If people discovered she was a man, she'd never be able to face anyone again.

However, Zhenzhen's second glance was simply out of interest in the girl's red dress—a natural female instinct. Just as Zhao Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief and turned to push her cart, Zhenzhen stopped, hesitantly turning back. The girl in the red dress was pushing her cart away, swaying her hips gently. The young man beside Zhenzhen followed her gaze and asked, "Zhenzhen, what are you looking at?"

"Oh, nothing, I thought it was my friend!" Zhenzhen frowned. "But I can't remember who she is. It's strange, my memory isn't that bad!"

After pushing the shopping cart into the aisle, Zhao Ziwei clutched her chest, gasping for breath. The feeling of not being able to breathe was terrifying. The girl she had shared a bed with for over a year already had a new boyfriend. No wonder she didn't want her anymore. Her nose stung, and sadness enveloped her. She unconsciously touched her arm and found it covered in goosebumps.

Looking in the mirror, Zhao Ziwei finally remembered her appearance and immediately used her fingers to comb her long hair, trying to cover her face. She should have put on more makeup before going out, instead of going completely bare-faced. But there was no makeup in her handbag.

"Ziwei, Ziwei!" Hearing someone call her, Zhao Ziwei was startled. She looked up and saw Chen Yihui, dressed in a cool outfit, a dark blue tank top and a white skirt. Zhao Ziwei immediately put her index finger to her lips, making a shushing gesture. Chen Yihui quickly came up to her and said with displeasure, "I'm calling you, why aren't you responding?"

"I'm dying, how can I respond to you?" Zhao Ziwei's face was pale.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yihui noticed her pale face and touched her forehead. "You look terrible. Did you just have sex with that foreigner and you're exhausted?"

Zhao Ziwei angrily slapped her hand away. "Yihui, I'm not in the mood for jokes!"

"Then tell me why?" Chen Yihui touched a goosebump on her arm and was startled. "What's wrong? Are you cold? Did you catch a chill?"

Zhao Ziwei shook her head with a wry smile, peeked at Zhenzhen's location through the gap in the shelf, and whispered, "Yihui, don't be so loud, Zhenzhen is over there!"

"Who's Zhenzhen?" Chen Yihui saw her wry smile and realized, "Your girlfriend?"

Zhao Ziwei nodded. Could she still call Zhenzhen her girlfriend? If she knew her boyfriend had turned into a girl, wearing a bright dress in the same supermarket, she would be furious. "That girl in the black sundress over there, I gave her that dress!"

"Oh, her dress is really nice. You have good taste in dresses. Hehe, she's a good person too, but you have even better taste in girlfriends!"

Zhao Ziwei said irritably, "Of course I have good taste, but all my girlfriends are blind, heartless, and ungrateful!"

Chen Yihui's face changed; these words naturally included her. Although she was dissatisfied, she still had to cover for Zhao Ziwei. She went to the passage to look and came back, saying, "Ziqiang, she doesn't want you anymore. Look, she has a boyfriend now, and you've been dumped!"

"I don't even know if that person is her boyfriend," Zhao Ziwei thought unhappily. "She's contacted me several times recently. I wonder what she wants?"

"Of course, she wants to talk to you about moving her things back!" Chen Yihui's sour words became less pleasant. She didn't want a girl to interfere; it would ruin her plans. Even if Zhao Ziqiang couldn't be with her sister, maintaining a romantic relationship with her would be fine. “Think about it, how could a girl come back if she’s changed her mind?”

Zhao Ziwei turned her head in surprise. “Yihui, are you talking about yourself?”

Chen Yihui immediately blushed. Oh no, she’d said the wrong thing again. She reacted quickly, immediately taking Zhao Ziwei’s arm and saying, “I’m sorry, Ziqiang. Relationships aren’t easy to explain. If you’ve broken up, don’t think about it anymore. That’s how fate works; what’s meant to be yours will come to you!”

“Is that so? Then why did you come back to me? Was it just for your sister?”

“No!” Chen Yihui gritted her teeth and said, “Because I’ve always loved you!”

“Oh?” Zhao Ziwei was taken aback, not expecting the confession she longed for to happen in such a setting. Her fear and nervousness about exposing herself in the apartment, her reckless abandonment of her fiancé to be with her… could this confirm it?

“Ziqiang!” Chen Yihui said earnestly, “Actually, when I left you three years ago, it wasn’t because I didn’t love you anymore, but because I realized we weren’t suitable marriage partners.”

“I know!” Thinking of three years ago, Zhao Ziwei’s heart ached again. She understood that discussing the future with this girl was unrealistic; perhaps only a little affection, a little love, and sex remained! Zhao Ziwei gritted her teeth and said, "Now is not suitable either!"

Chen Yihui froze. Those words were too hurtful. "I know this, couldn't you have said it? Did you have to be so frank…" she said with a bitter smile, "Ziqiang, let's go. Didn't you say you wanted to buy something? There's only this little bit in the basket!"

"But Zhenzhen is over there! Yihui, let's go home!"

"Silly girl, you're wearing a sundress and high heels, you're a beautiful girl, how could she possibly recognize you! Ziqiang, I like your confidence at work, and I hope you're the same in life. That's the kind of person I like!" Chen Yihui patted her arm and then combed her hair. "Ziqiang, didn't you say you could be a successful woman?"

"I did say that, but…" Zhao Ziqiang was confident at work, but being a woman was different. She was afraid Zhenzhen would suddenly jump over and yell: "Zhao Ziqiang, how did you become a woman? You pervert!" Then people surrounded her, ripped her dress, and left her naked, ridiculed by the crowd.

Chen Yihui whispered, "Ziqiang, don't worry, I'll stay with you."

Zhao Ziwei had no other choice; wandering around might lead to running into Zhenzhen. "Yihui, give me your handbag, I'm going to the restroom to touch up my makeup! I was in such a rush when I came out, I didn't put on makeup!"

Chen Yihui couldn't dissuade her, so she could only wait outside the restroom. What did Zhenzhen's appearance mean? If they hadn't truly broken up yet, then she had to make them completely sever ties. Not long after, Zhao Ziwei came out, her face meticulously made up. She had applied foundation, eyeshadow, mascara, and bright red lipstick.

Chen Yihui shook her head and laughed, "If you had put on makeup like this from the beginning, not only would your old friends not recognize you, but even your parents probably wouldn't recognize you!"

Zhao Ziwei could only smile bitterly. Because Chen Yihui said Zhenzhen was near the cashier, they had to go inside. Chen Yihui didn't dare tell the truth; at this moment, Zhenzhen was looking around frantically, clearly looking for her "old friend."

As they walked, Chen Yihui suddenly said mischievously, "Watch out, Zhenzhen's coming!"

"Ah! Which way?" Zhao Ziwei looked down in a panic, her heart almost jumping out of her chest. She immediately squatted down, pretending to tie her shoelaces, but forgot she was wearing a skirt, leaving her exposed.

Chen Yihui chuckled and said, "Ziwei, I was just kidding, she's not here!"

"Ah?" Zhao Ziwei's face turned red, and her neck felt hot. She was furious and slapped Chen Yihui's bottom.

Chen Yihui grinned, "Ziwei, when you squatted down just now, you were completely exposed, top and bottom, you've suffered a big loss this time!"

"Yihui, don't laugh at me! You're so mean, and you said you were helping me!"

"It's okay, no one noticed you, except for that little girl, but she's only six or seven years old, even if she saw it, she wouldn't understand!" Chen Yihui covered her mouth and laughed.

Zhao Ziwei was annoyed with her, but she couldn't leave her side, especially now. Chen Yihui scouted around and said Zhenzhen was still near the cashier, so the two walked to the other side and came to a large table to choose TV snacks.

“I remember the potato chips are over here!” a girl’s voice said.

Hearing that familiar voice, Zhao Ziwei’s nerves almost snapped. Good heavens, Zhenzhen was here! Her heart nearly stopped, and she gripped Chen Yihui’s arm tightly. Chen Yihui asked curiously, “Ziwei, what are you doing?” But Zhao Ziwei couldn’t utter a sound.

Zhenzhen and the young man came to the large table and stood directly opposite them at the other end. Zhenzhen didn’t notice the girl opposite her because Zhao Ziwei’s hairstyle was different, her large handbag was held in front of her chest, and the table blocked half of her body.

Chen Yihui looked up and understood immediately: “Ziwei, didn’t you want to buy toothpaste? Go ahead!”

“Okay!” Zhao Ziwei’s heart was in her throat. She wanted to turn around, but her waist wouldn’t obey her, and her legs felt like they weren’t her own, trembling

uncontrollably. Zhenzhen couldn’t help but look up, not recognizing her at first glance. “Huh, strange, this isn’t the person I just saw!” Zhao Ziwei’s hairstyle had changed, not only covering half her face, but also wearing heavy makeup. Zhenzhen lowered her head, somewhat puzzled. This girl was different from the one she'd seen before. Suddenly, her body trembled, as if in a spasm.

"Zhenzhen, what's wrong?" the young man asked.

"Nothing, it's too cold in the mall!" Zhenzhen smiled at him, casually tossing a bag of potato chips into her basket, then looked up again, as if trying to convince herself to accept something.

"Oh!" The young man touched her arm. "Oh, it is a bit cold indeed!"

Zhenzhen turned her head and saw the girl in the red dress turn and leave. At this moment, she was certain it was the girl she had seen earlier, because the dress was the same. She felt excited, but stopped after taking only one step. "This person really looks like her, but she's a girl, not a boy."

"Zhenzhen, you didn't used to like this brand of potato chips, do you want to buy this?"

"Oh, okay!" Zhenzhen changed the potato chips and turned her head to look again. "It really looks like him, it really looks like him, could it be his sister? I didn't hear that his sister came back from America, strange!"

"Zhenzhen, what did you say?" the young man asked.

"Oh, nothing!" When Zhenzhen looked again, the girl in the red dress was gone. She muttered to herself, "Impossible, impossible, how can two people look so alike!"

Finally, Zhenzhen left her friend and walked towards the toothpaste shelf. Chen Yihui was terrified and immediately called, but Zhao Ziwei didn't answer and then turned off her phone. Just like that, Chen Yihui watched Zhenzhen turn into that aisle, and then, there was a clanging sound...

Chapter 041, Supermarket Horror (Part 2)

Behind the toothpaste shelf, Zhao Ziwei was still shaken. She thought it was wrong, Zhenzhen must have heard Chen Yihui say she wanted to buy toothpaste. So she walked past the toothpaste shelf and back, not daring to answer her phone when it rang, even turning it off. Suddenly, a series of clanging sounds behind her startled her, but she didn't dare turn around.

"Miss, you should watch where you're going! You broke my pot, you have to pay for it!"

"I'm sorry, I'll pay, I'll find someone, I'll come find you when I find her!"

"No, don't run away, you keep this broken pot!"

Hearing Zhenzhen's voice, Zhao Ziwei couldn't help but stop. Through the gap in the shelf, she saw Zhenzhen being pulled by a middle-aged woman, who was shoving the broken pot into her hands. Then, Zhenzhen's friend and the sales clerk came over and discussed compensation.

But now she couldn't go to the exit, Zhenzhen would definitely see her there. Zhao Ziwei panicked and lost her composure, so she could only move towards the last shelf. Chen Yihui received her call and arrived quickly. Seeing her pale face and looking like she was about to collapse, she couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

“Ziqiang, you can’t leave now. Zhenzhen is arguing with someone and is still looking around, which means she’s really trying to find you,” Chen Yihui explained, but she was even more afraid of confirming Zhao Ziqiang’s relationship with Zhenzhen. “Just now at the potato chip shop, she looked at you several times, muttering something under her breath. Maybe you were wearing makeup, and she hesitated, but she probably recognized you! Then she chased after you and broke someone’s pot.”

“What do we do now? I’m doomed!” Zhao Ziwei panicked and said, “Yihui, give me the car keys, you go pay the bill yourself, I can’t take it!”

“No, I can’t carry all this stuff!” Chen Yihui took two steps, glanced at the table, and then turned back. “We can’t leave, they’re right in the aisle. Zhenzhen is standing there, she can see the aisle and the cashier, she has a perfect view of both places. Here, we’ll go up this elevator and then go around to that elevator.” Helpless,

Zhao Ziwei had no choice but to follow her to the clothing department on the second floor. On the escalator, she felt her legs trembling, and even with Chen Yihui holding her arm tightly, she couldn't stop. Chen Yihui held her arm tightly, comforting her, saying that she was the one who had caused this cross-dressing situation, and she had to resolve it. Hearing Chen Yihui's words, which even included adult jokes, she was both angry and amused, but her mood gradually relaxed.

At the lingerie counter, Zhao Ziwei was a little timid, but Chen Yihui insisted that she complete the shopping process, saying it was part of a woman's life. In all the time she had been Zhao Ziwei, she had only bought underwear once, and that was by purchasing it directly without talking to the salesperson. Chen

Yihui gently put her arm around her waist, moved up and down a little, and immediately slapped her bottom angrily. "You brat, you're so bold, not even wearing a bra!"

"It's cooler this way!" Zhao Ziwei made a face at her, temporarily forgetting about Zhenzhen.

Chen Yihui leaned close to her ear and asked, "Are you trying to be like me, not even wearing underwear?"

"Ah, you're not wearing any? Hmm, I'd like to, but I don't dare!"

Looking at lingerie was a trivial matter for Chen Yihui, but Zhao Ziwei felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. The sales clerk, seeing that they were two young, fashionable girls looking at relatively expensive lingerie, naturally welcomed them. Chen Yihui said, "Ziwei, didn't you say you were going to buy a bra? Why aren't you coming over?"

"You can help me choose!"

"What's wrong with that? Buying lingerie is a matter of course! Aren't you a woman?"

Zhao Ziwei suddenly got angry. "Yeah, can't you tell I'm a man?"

Chen Yihui giggled; she liked to create trouble, the more outlandish the better, even the sales clerk couldn't help but laugh. Chen Yihui knew she wouldn't run away, because she needed her cover. She chatted with the sales clerk for a few moments, then loudly asked, "Ziwei, what size bra do you wear?"

Zhao Ziwei was startled. "Didn't I just tell you not to be so loud!"

"It's a D cup, right? Bigger than mine!" Chen Yihui said casually. "Your husband is so lucky, he massages you every day. Why don't you have him rub your buttocks too, and make them bigger!"

Zhao Ziwei really wanted to kill her! This hateful girl never missed an opportunity to make fun of others. "If you envy me, why don't you get married quickly? Then you won't have to rub your buttocks every day!"

The saleswoman, a young girl, couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. Chen Yihui was a little angry, but more surprised. She didn't expect Zhao Ziwei's retaliation to be so vicious, completely the look of a jealous girl. She wanted to get angry, but instead laughed: "Want to get married? We agreed that you would be my bridesmaid, but who knew you'd get married faster than me!"

"Of course, because I have someone who wants me, and you don't!" Zhao Ziwei glanced at the saleswoman, no longer in the mood for joking, and said, "Hurry up, I'm about to close up shop!"

The young saleswoman couldn't help but look at Zhao Ziwei twice. Besides her height, her D cup was even more eye-catching. They each picked out two bras and left the counter. Chen Yihui, however, didn't intend to leave immediately, saying she'd shop until closing time, otherwise Zhenzhen might leave.

Chen Yihui put her arm around Zhao Ziwei's waist. "D cup, hehe, so amazing!" Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, she even pinched Zhao Ziwei's breast.

"Yihui, stop fooling around!" Zhao Ziwei's expression was displeased. "Help me with something practical. If you keep doing this, I won't be able to enjoy being a girl anymore!"

Chen Yihui said seriously, "Ziwei, as a girl, you have to adapt to these things! Don't just think: I'm a boy, just temporarily pretending to be a girl. Because girls and boys are so different, you have to adapt, and you have to change!"

"I know, I'm already trying to adapt!" Zhao Ziwei whispered, "I'm originally a man, not completely transgender, how can my nature be changed!"

As closing time approached, there weren't many customers in the mall. Chen Yihui walked around, imparting her insights on female psychology and interpersonal skills. "Remember the prices of the cosmetics, don't always say they were gifts! They'll talk about periods and their intimate moments with their husbands. You can participate too, just change your perspective. Don't you men like to talk about these things?"

Zhao Ziwei only has the appearance of a pretty girl; she lacks many inner qualities. Therefore, she needs Chen Yihui as an advisor, and of course, she also has a desire for intimacy. As they approached the escalator, she suddenly wanted to buy two nightgowns.

Chen Yihui, however, suspected her motives: "You don't need so many of these things to wear at home. Do you want to constantly show them off to that foreigner on the balcony?"

"No!" Zhao Ziwei leaned closer to her ear, "Those nightgowns were all bought by you. They're too short, they don't cover anything, showing both the top and the bottom. You know, I never wear underwear at home. When I sit down, my butt hits the chair, not my skirt. Sometimes when I'm tired, I go to the balcony to stretch or hang clothes out to dry, and when the wind blows, it..."

"Hehe, so provocative! Did someone across the street see you?"

"I guess so!" Thinking of those strange looks, Zhao Ziwei felt a little uncomfortable. "Now I'm a little afraid to wear nightgowns to the balcony, and I have to hurry up when I hang clothes out to dry."

So, Chen Yihui went downstairs to queue first. Zhao Ziwei picked out three slip dresses, one of which was for Chen Yihui, all reaching her calves, much longer than her usual ones.

However, as soon as they stepped onto the descending escalator, Zhao Ziwei was terrified, because Zhenzhen and her friend were on the ascending escalator. Turning around and running away was impossible; she clutched the slip dresses tightly, making a desperate gamble.

Zhenzhen complained to the man beside her, "Don't come up with me, I can find it myself. You queue at the cashier, I'll be right down." "Okay, okay, I'll come down right away when you go up. I don't know why you're angry. If you can't find that friend, that's fine!"

She continued arguing, "Don't look over here..." Zhao Ziwei prayed silently. Unexpectedly, Zhenzhen noticed the red dress; her peripheral vision caught it, and she immediately looked up. In that fraction of a second, they crossed paths on the ascending and descending escalator.

Zhao Ziwei had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard a "thump thump thump" sound behind her. Without even looking, Zhao Ziwei knew it was Zhenzhen turning to walk down the escalator, calling out, "Ziqiang, Ziqiang... Miss, Miss!"

Zhao Ziwei dared not turn back; turning back would mean utter disaster. But she also dared not walk quickly, which only highlighted her guilty conscience. As Zhenzhen stumbled down the ascending escalator, the "thump-thump" sound making Zhao Ziwei's heart pound. Finally, a "bang" followed by Zhenzhen's "Ouch!" The man said, "Why didn't you lift your foot? Are you hurt?"

Zhao Ziwei's heart tightened; it seemed Zhenzhen had fallen. She couldn't help but glance back. She saw Zhenzhen sitting on the ground, rubbing her foot, struggling to get up. Zhao Ziwei steeled herself, quickly walked to the cashier, handed her nightgown to Chen Yihui who was queuing, and said, "Give me the car keys. I'll go get the car first. You push the shopping cart to the exit while I wait."

"Did you see Zhenzhen?" Chen Yihui, seeing her panic, guessed.

“Yes, she’s up in the elevator. She might have twisted her ankle!”

Zhao Ziwei took the keys and parking sign and hurried out, worried about Zhenzhen’s sprained ankle and afraid she would follow. Today had been too stimulating; her heart couldn’t take it. At the car door, Zhao Ziwei’s hands trembled, and she couldn’t even get the key into the lock. After a while, she calmed herself, called Chen Yihui to confirm the situation, and then drove out.

Just as she reached the exit, Chen Yihui rushed over and blocked the car door. “Ziwei, don’t get out! Zhenzhen is looking for you everywhere at the entrance!” Zhao Ziwei

was startled and had no choice but to stay in the car, letting Zhenzhen move her things to the trunk herself. She put on a piece of clothing from the back seat to reduce the exposure of her red dress. Reflected in the mirror, she saw that Zhenzhen had stopped moving, probably giving up on finding the girl in the red dress.

Once inside the car, Chen Yihui explained, "At the checkout, Zhenzhen mistook me for another girl and asked her about the girl in the red dress who came with us."

"Yihui, this isn't working! Am I supposed to hide? Besides, she might come back to this supermarket; I can't just not buy anything!"

"This is the only way now. You can't meet with her, or she'll kidnap you!" Her words were clear: if you get kidnapped, what will happen to our plan? Calling her selfish wouldn't be an exaggeration, but who isn't selfish?

Zhao Ziwei sighed. Living as a woman was fraught with danger. And there were still unforeseen troubles; could she really handle them?

In the apartment elevator, Chen Yihui heard her say she was attending a meeting for Chen Yiqian tomorrow, and she immediately became furious. "That girl, she's clearly deserting at the last minute, how despicable!"

"Yihui, what happened?"

Chen Yihui explained, "Yiqian hasn't been home for half a year, so these meetings have become my dad's chance to see her. These meetings happen two or three times a month, and my dad usually doesn't attend, but he went just to see Yiqian, sometimes just to chat with her for a few minutes. Sigh, that girl!"

"No wonder Sister Fang refused to go to the meeting in her place. Yiqian told me that Sister Fang has never seen anything like this before. I just talked to Sister Fang on the phone, and she seemed a little hesitant; now I know."

"Bullshit!" Chen Yihui was furious. "Attending these kinds of meetings doesn't require courage; anyone could go, even Xiaomei. It's just that the manager has to go to make it look good." (

Chapter 42, Joyful Entertainment , 07-11)

Seeing the tidy room, Chen Yihui was a little surprised; she couldn't even believe that Zhao Ziwei/Ziqiang had cleaned it. "You must have hired a cleaning lady. The Zhao Ziqiang I know has very low standards; he considers it clean if there's no trash on the floor!"

"Of course not, I did it myself! Zhao Ziqiang doesn't like doing housework, but I'm Zhao Ziwei! The kitchen is just as clean, though I've only used it twice."

This time, Chen Yihui finally didn't have to clean the room. Although no one else would come to this apartment besides Chen Yihui, Zhao Ziwei needed a clean and tidy environment. She hadn't done it before because someone else did it, but relying on others wasn't a good habit.

After showering, the two sat down. Chen Yihui didn't want to talk too much about Zhenzhen, afraid that Zhao Ziqiang would be unable to resist contacting her; Chen Yiqian was the focus. "Ziqiang, what do you think of Yiqian? Do you like her?"

"Yiqian is a good girl, shrewd and capable. It's not easy for her to shoulder this heavy responsibility. She works very hard, but it's also very difficult. It's not that the employees are disobedient, but the team is not very coordinated, lacks cohesion, and they lack a core!"

"Have you and Yiqian made any progress?"

"Hmm... We lack a certain understanding, a sense of connection. I admire Yiqian, but I guess she's mostly suspicious of me right now. We can be good partners at work, but it's not easy for us to become good friends in life!"

"Sigh, you two are too strong-willed, unwilling to compromise. Ziqiang, you need to take the initiative, otherwise pretending to be a girl will be pointless!"

Zhao Ziwei shook her head. "Unless a special situation occurs, or a major conflict, this situation won't change! That meeting at the restaurant was a bad thing; she's still wary of me! You know her best. Once she has a prejudice against someone, is it easy for her to change her mind?"

Chen Yihui was disappointed with this conclusion, but unwilling to let her plan be thwarted. Although Zhao Ziwei wanted to end her life as a girl as soon as possible, she was unwilling to give up without achieving anything. Given Zhao Ziqiang's nature, whether he was driven away or left on his own, he couldn't overcome this mental hurdle.

Then, Chen Yihui began to teach her a lesson in womanhood, a lesson that was both engaging and practical. Zhao Ziwei was a little overwhelmed; she hadn't expected that Chen Yihui's actions were intended to prevent Zhao Ziqiang from remembering Zhenzhen. More than a month of living as a woman had made Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei aware of many people and things they had previously overlooked. This difference in perspective sometimes brought her joy, but more often it brought her distress. This identity prevented her from going out for entertainment; even seeing Yuan Jia or Zhang Quan was impossible.

"Yihui, I'm writing a report about real estate, some of which is related to the Chen family! I'm thinking about how to make this report as effective as possible!"

"Hmm, what can I do for you? Oh, I forgot, besides being an advertising genius, Zhao Ziqiang is also an economist, haha! You want to give it to my dad, right?"

Zhao Ziwei looked at her. "I haven't thought about that yet, but is it possible?"

Chen Yihui's mind raced. “Alright, use it as a bridge to communicate with Yiqian. She cares about everything related to the Chen family.” She likes to involve her sister in everything, perhaps without knowing whether her sister needs this kind of help. Often, she's self-centered, judging others by her own standards. Therefore, conflict with her sister is inevitable, and getting her to admit her mistakes and back down with Chen Yiqian is equally difficult.

“Seems good. Even if Yiqian disagrees with my approach, at least we have something to talk about!” Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei was puzzled. They originally wanted to submit this report to Thunder Company, and it was a candidate, but the plan was still in its early stages, and its implementation would be difficult. They couldn't do it on their own; they needed at least a team.

“Yihui, in the past month, I've gained a much deeper understanding of girls. Men value career and money, while women value love, marriage, and family the most!”

Chen Yihui nodded. “Yes, but there’s so much more. Work, money, appearance, dressing up—because a vain woman is adorable! A woman dresses up not just for herself, nor just for men. She wants more attention. The saying ‘a woman dresses to please her lover’ has been around for thousands of years. From another perspective, the more beautiful she is, the more she can compete with other women for good men.”

“Yihui, what are you trying to tell me? Should I start seducing men too?”

“Haha! A charming woman will always have men around her. You don’t need to seduce men; they will come to you. So you need to know how to interact with men!”

To get the hang of things quickly, Zhao Ziwei had been working hard these past few days, but she still missed this wicked girl—not only for her physical needs, but also for the friend she needed to confide in. The thought of Chen Yihui soon marrying a man, and the possible estrangement they had previously shared, made her feel a little gloomy.

Although they were watching TV, both of them knew they couldn’t do anything productive. Zhao Ziwei wasn’t interested in the TV program, so she simply picked up a book, rested her head on Chen Yihui’s lap, and pretended to read. Chen Yihui, already distracted, said upon seeing this, "Ziqiang, why didn't you turn on the computer tonight? You always ignored me before, just doing your own thing!"

Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei sighed, "You want me to do things, but your hands are wandering over my body." "Yihui, you're here. I only need to look at you, nothing else!"

"Really? Have you been waiting for me to come, thinking about these things all day?" Chen Yihui pinched hard between her legs, and Zhao Ziwei cried out in pain. Chen Yihui asked curiously, "Huh, you're a man?"

"Of course I'm a man!" Zhao Ziwei straightened up and lifted her skirt to check. "If I didn't have a son, I'd settle accounts with you!"

"Nothing will happen!" Chen Yihui giggled, "It's not only your treasure, but also mine!"

Zhao Ziwei looked up, but couldn't say, "It's not your treasure!" Her previous bluntness had already hurt her; she didn't want to this time. This girl was too sensitive; even if something wasn't said, she could still sense it.

Chen Yihui tried to focus on the television, but to no avail, because hands were caressing her. Soon, the caresses turned into breathtaking kisses, from her neck to her chest. "Ziqiang, I've noticed you've become more ruthless since you started acting like a woman! I wonder what you've become in these three years. Are you still the same refined Ziqiang?"

"Really? I don't think you're ruthless enough! Do you like it?"

"Sigh!" Chen Yihui sighed, closing her eyes tightly. "It's strange, I think I like it even more!"

The two sometimes snuggled together, skin to skin, sometimes shared passionate kisses, their body temperatures rising. Chen Yihui felt extremely comfortable. She had always fantasized about rekindling her old flame with Zhao Ziqiang, but wasn't sure if he felt the same way. Now, holding Zhao Ziwei, it felt like holding Zhao Ziqiang three years ago.

"Ziqiang, get some rest early tonight, okay?" "Why?

Have you changed your night owl ways?"

"No, it's because you have a meeting tomorrow!" Chen Yihui smiled wryly. "I mean, if you're yawning all the time at the meeting tomorrow, giving the impression of being overly lustful, that would be terrible! You know, you're supposed to be a very proper lady!"

"You never say anything nice!" Zhao Ziwei slapped her and laughed.

Chen Yihui stood up and took her hand tenderly. Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei naturally understood her meaning. They walked hand in hand into the bedroom. The air conditioning couldn't cool their bodies, so there was only one way to solve the problem.

Feeling the smooth, delicate touch, Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei couldn't help but say, "Yihui, I'm always so happy when we make love, but you're getting married soon, what am I going to do?"

"Then I'll come see you every weekend. You can pretend to be a girl, and no one will suspect you."

"Okay!"

Two hypocritical people said things they didn't even believe themselves. Isn't that how lovers are? Sweet words when passion is high, but rationality returns after the passion fades. Chen Yihui sighed inwardly. Was she being too greedy? Both men were good; if things could continue after marriage, that would be wonderful. She had to persuade Zhao Ziqiang to continue their affair. She understood that the passion and excitement this man brought was something other men couldn't provide.

"Ziqiang, you're so rude!"

"And now for even ruder things!"

"Really?" Chen Yihui was slightly out of breath, but her eyes still held a seductive glint. "Then let's go, what are we waiting for!"

Zhao Ziqiang's heart began to itch with desire, but just as he was about to make a move, Chen Yihui had already rushed into the bathroom. With a "snap," the door was locked from the inside, followed by the sound of running water.

What was this all about?! Zhao Ziqiang was exasperated. Being clean was fine, but you couldn't be the only one who was clean! Open the door and let's all take a shower together!

This was the most unbearable moment; Zhao Ziqiang couldn't sit still, couldn't stand still, and was itching with desire.

The sound of running water in the bathroom continued. Even before taking off her clothes, Chen Yihui had only been showering for four minutes. Generally, a woman's shower takes at least ten minutes, and if she's soaking in the bathtub, it could easily take half an hour. But Zhao Ziqiang believed Chen Yihui wouldn't be so cruel as to make him wait that long.

When she came out, Chen Yihui was only wrapped in a towel, but her alluring curves were on full display.

Zhao Ziqiang stared at her body and couldn't help but swallow hard.

Chen Yihui looked at him, thrusting out her chest and looking down at her body. He

could easily imagine how prominent her nipples would be when she thrust out her chest.

A surge of blood rushed to Zhao Ziqiang's neck, and another surged into his pants.

Zhao Ziqiang tried hard to control himself, finally managing to calm the blood in his neck, but he figured the heat in his pants wouldn't subside anytime soon!

"Help me apply some essential oil,"

Chen Yihui said, glancing furtively at Zhao Ziqiang's crotch. She then lay face down on the bed, unwrapping a towel and placing it under her abdomen, leaving her fair, plump buttocks raised high in the air.

Her legs weren't properly closed; instead, they were spread wide apart, allowing Zhao Ziqiang a clear view of Chen Yihui's romantic and mysterious black underwear. The front was adorned with delicate, three-dimensional embroidery, a beautiful and romantic combination that wove a romantic myth. The waistband and back of her panties were made of soft black mesh, revealing her sexy skin. A thin string of round, shiny beads connected the crotch, making the focal point completely visible, sexy yet exquisitely elegant.

Her anus, pink vulva, and sparse pubic hair beside her labia were all clearly visible beneath the small, sexy lace panties. Her

two moist labia were slightly parted, revealing the alluring pink inside.

"Ziqiang, hurry up!"

Chen Yihui turned to look at him, her beautiful eyes sparkling. "What if I catch a cold?"

Zhao Ziqiang picked up the essential oil bottle beside him, squeezed it, sprayed some into his palm, and then slowly approached her.

He poured the essential oil onto Chen Yihui's calves, his palm pressed against her calves as he rubbed it in.

Zhao Ziqiang could feel his heart pounding, his blood rushing through his veins.

This was so exciting! Zhao Ziqiang's mind was racing. He was not only looking at Chen Yihui's naked body, but he could also clearly see her slightly parted, tender, and luscious labia.

"Hey, this massage feels so good,"

Chen Yihui praised.

Zhao Ziqiang rubbed it on her calves for a while, then began to move on to Chen Yihui's thighs, pouring more essential oil onto them, then opening his palms and grasping Chen Yihui's legs, rubbing the oil up and down.

When he finally massaged between Chen Yihui's legs, he intentionally or unintentionally touched her labia with his thumb, a gesture that immediately caused Chen Yihui to moan.

"Ah...ah...if you do this to me like this, I'll..."

she cried softly.

Without needing any further prompting from Chen Yihui, Zhao Ziqiang lewdly unfastened her panties, reaching out one hand to stroke the soft pubic hair on Chen Yihui's mons pubis, while using the fingers of his other hand to tease her labia.

Chen Yihui writhed and panted, saying in a coquettish voice, "Ziqiang, I want to touch you too."

"But I haven't finished applying the essential oil to you yet."

Zhao Ziqiang shook the essential oil bottle in his hand.

"This is enough, hurry up...take off your pants."

Chen Yihui's beautiful eyes gave him a stunning look.

Influenced by Chen Yihui's snow-white and high buttocks, Zhao Ziqiang's penis was already bulging out of his pants.

Feeling as if he were in a dream, he bent down and pulled off his pants, his unrestrained penis pointing stiffly to the sky.

“Let me touch it.”

Chen Yihui turned to face Zhao Ziqiang and sat up, her eyes fixed on his penis. Her large, bouncy breasts were incredibly alluring.

Before Zhao Ziqiang could nod in agreement, Chen Yihui leaned closer to him.

He had his palm pressed against the inside of her thigh, so when Chen Yihui leaned in, his palm naturally rested on her soft pubic hair.

Chen Yihui lightly touched the head of Zhao Ziqiang's penis with her fingertips, and he groaned in pleasure, his penis jerking upwards.

“Ziqiang, you’re amazing!”

Chen Yihui’s beautiful eyes seemed to drip with water, and she said softly, “So big, so amazing!”

She stretched out her hand and boldly circled the base of his penis with her thumb and forefinger.

“So thick and hard.”

Chen Yihui exclaimed in amazement. Although it wasn’t the first time she had seen it, it still gave her a shock.

Zhao Ziqiang looked down at his penis, his pride completely evident on his face.

“Really, you know what? You have the looks to make every woman unable to leave you.”

Chen Yihui placed her hand on Zhao Ziqiang’s thigh. “I love how it looks when it’s hard and swollen to a purplish-red, so beautiful!”

When it comes to lust, people think of men. Men are notoriously lustful, but in reality, whether man or woman, while satisfying their material and spiritual needs, they inevitably consider their primal desires. Humans evolved from animals, and we, more than any other animal, have demonstrated a greater capacity for reproduction. It’s easy for people to see through a man’s lust, but not so for a woman’s. Men can’t keep secrets; anything they do becomes public knowledge. Women, on the other hand, keep their shameful secrets hidden deep inside, letting no one know except themselves.

Chen Yihui’s current behavior is a “typical” display of lust. If you think “lust” is only used to describe men, you’re really outdated. As normal adults, both men and women possess an exceptional talent for lust; it’s a fundamental right given to us by God.

In fact, Zhao Ziqiang believes that, in most people's eyes, lustful women are more alluring, especially in men's eyes.

First, most lustful women are somewhat "bad."

This badness is a bewitching kind, a seductive charm emanating from their lustful hearts. Most of them are masters of "flying a kite," knowing when to pull back tightly and when to let it go halfway.

They are also Tai Chi masters, possessing profound inner strength and formidable skills, understanding better than ordinary people how to use feminine gentleness to overcome male strength. All of this confirms the currently fashionable saying: "Men don't love women who aren't a little bad."

Secondly, lustful women are very confident.

The reason is simple: only a woman with the potential for confidence can dare to be lustful and skillful in it. Confidence can stimulate a person's potential and keep them developing in the direction they aspire to.

It allows them to fully utilize their strengths and beauty and experience a more advanced and positive life realm, which is incredibly precious for women whose youth is fleeting. In short, it all boils down to the old adage: I am confident, I am beautiful!

Furthermore, women who are attracted to beauty cherish their bodies and pursue beauty and health more than other women. No one can live without pursuits, especially women who are constantly moving through life. Only through pursuit can they achieve beauty, happiness, and joy.

Because they understand better than anyone: a woman's beauty is 30% natural and 70% about how she dresses. Only when a woman takes good care of herself and dresses beautifully can she better care for her family and make her man look forward to coming home every day.

Also, women who are attracted to beauty are usually humorous and can take a joke.

In today's society, perhaps "traditional" is a derogatory term for women. Few men like women who are always serious and have a sour face. They not only need women to know how to laugh, but also how to make men laugh.

Making men laugh requires a great deal of humor, and often even requires being able to swallow one's pride. Men love to hear those "seductive but not cloying" bawdy jokes. If a woman can tell a few, her attraction to men will be extraordinary.

However, all this humor, shamelessness, and bawdy jokes are characteristics of lustful women; it's just a matter of choosing the occasion and the man they tell the story to.

Ultimately, lustful women are often skilled in bedroom arts.

It's simple: no matter what a person does, they can only become proficient by paying attention and studying it. The same applies to bedroom arts; lustful women need it more than ordinary women.

They understand its delightful nuances, so they are more willing to actively and proactively spend time studying it.

The most direct and effective result of this study is its rapid application in marital bedroom practice, with the biggest beneficiary being their man. A woman who can seduce her man to the point of ecstasy is irresistible.

Having written so much, the most crucial point is the shift in people's perceptions. Don't think of sex as something mysterious.

In reality, it's like eating—three meals a day; no normal person can miss a meal. "Lust," in essence, is just like "eating well."

Is there some rule that only men can enjoy food while women can't? In fact, there's plenty of evidence that most women enjoy food more than men, and are also more lustful. This can only be described as God's favoritism towards them.

Zhao Ziqiang's thoughts were interrupted by Chen Yihui's actions. She gently stroked his glans, sending a jolt through his body like an electric shock.

Chen Yihui listened to Zhao Ziqiang's breathing, her fingertips gently rubbing his penis back and forth. This slight contact made his body tremble involuntarily.

Zhao Ziqiang could clearly hear his heart pounding.

Although this was the ultimate pleasure, Zhao Ziqiang also longed to touch Chen Yihui's body.

Zhao Ziqiang moved closer to Chen Yihui and cupped one of her breasts in his hand.

Chen Yihui's breast was warm, feeling like velvet or silk—a soft, tender skin.

Zhao Ziqiang carefully grasped Chen Yihui's breasts and gently kneaded them. When his fingers touched her nipples, he gently rubbed the pink nipples with his fingertips.

Chen Yihui gripped Zhao Ziqiang's penis and rubbed it up and down, letting out pleasurable moans.

Zhao Ziqiang reached his other hand to her inner thighs, searching for her wet labia. She cooperated by opening her legs.

They drew closer and closer until their heads were touching, pressed tightly together, each looking down at the other's genitals.

Zhao Ziqiang continued to caress Chen Yihui's breasts with his other hand, while she leaned against his chest, licking his nipples, his chin, and his neck with her soft, warm tongue, finally beginning to kiss Zhao Ziqiang's nipples passionately.

In return, Zhao Ziqiang gently rubbed Chen Yihui's labia, a feeling like heaven.

Chen Yihui explored further downwards, licking Zhao Ziqiang's chest and inserting her tongue into his navel.

Throughout all this, Chen Yihui continued to grip Zhao Ziqiang's penis with one hand, stroking it up and down, while her other hand very, very gently rubbed his testicles inside his scrotum.

Chen Yihui's head finally reached between Zhao Ziqiang's legs, his glans touching her cheek. Then Chen Yihui

turned her head and touched it with her tongue. She licked the entire penis back and forth with her tongue. Zhao Ziqiang had to remove his hands from Chen Yihui's beautiful breasts, which he longed to hold, because in this position, their bodies were contorted beyond their limits.

Chen Yihui raised her head, looked into Zhao Ziqiang's eyes, and said seductively, "Lie down."

Zhao Ziqiang did as she said, and then he felt Chen Yihui's wet, warm tongue licking his scrotum.

Chen Yihui's tongue lightly slapped Zhao Ziqiang's testicles, licking every corner of his scrotum.

Her small hands gripped Zhao Ziqiang's penis and thrust continuously, faster and tighter, he knew he was about to ejaculate.

Studies have shown that at least 70% of women have the urge to "suck bananas." Therefore, female oral sex on men should be understood as a common phenomenon, not some strange or bizarre theory. However, due to various circumstances, female oral sex also varies. Generally speaking, female oral sex can be divided into three situations, or three levels or stages.

First, passive oral sex: Although women may have the urge to perform oral sex, in reality, in the vast majority of cases, female oral sex in its initial stages is a passive type. Almost no virgin will actively perform oral sex on her boyfriend. Generally, it's because the man actively places his penis in the woman's mouth, hoping she will suck it.

Women who perform passive oral sex are primarily doing so to please their boyfriends; often, it's reluctant, even unwilling, or even disgusting.

In terms of the specific actions, the woman usually just opens her mouth wide, letting the man move it as if it were a vaginal thrust. The woman's position is often simply lying on her back or with her upper body upright at the head of the bed. Sometimes, the woman may also simply lick her boyfriend's penis with her tongue.

The pleasure experienced by couples in the passive stage of oral sex is generally limited. For women, oral sex is a passive activity, so they may not experience pleasure, let alone ecstasy. For men, since it's primarily their own activity and not as free as vaginal penetration, their pleasure mainly comes from novelty. After all, the mouth and vagina are two different worlds.

For women in the passive oral sex stage, men must be careful to exercise restraint and avoid doing anything that would displease their girlfriends. For example, they shouldn't insert too deeply into the mouth, causing discomfort; and they certainly shouldn't ejaculate in their girlfriend's mouth, leading to disgust. If something disgusts the girlfriend at this stage, it will be difficult to maintain the relationship later.

Chen Yihui had spent a long time with Zhao Ziqiang and had clearly reached the second level—active oral sex.

Since she was about to get married, although she was extremely averse to oral sex with her future husband, she enjoyed performing oral sex on Zhao Ziqiang. Therefore, it was natural for her to initiate oral sex, which is what the two of them were doing now.

At this stage, women have completely overcome any obstacles to oral sex. For example, they no longer feel that the penis is dirty, smelly, or ugly, that oral sex is vulgar, or that it makes their mouths uncomfortable. In short, at this point, women have psychologically accepted oral sex as an important and normal aspect of sex.

Women who initiate oral sex no longer simply lie down. Instead, they often lie between their boyfriend's legs, looking into his face and eyes as they perform oral sex, deriving self-satisfaction from his ecstatic expression. If the boyfriend has other requests, such as the man standing and the woman kneeling in front of him, the woman is generally accepting. At this stage,

women may even devise various other techniques for oral sex, such as licking the entire glans and penis with their tongue; sucking the penis in their mouth and moving it up and down; circling the glans with their tongue while sucking the penis in their mouth; kissing the scrotum and sucking both scrotums one by one; kissing the perineum; stimulating the penis simultaneously with their hands and mouth, and so on. At this point, if the man accidentally ejaculates in the woman's mouth, she usually won't be too angry. However, under normal circumstances, she will quickly spit it out and rinse her mouth.

At this point, the man generally doesn't need to do anything more; he can just enjoy it. However, it's important to constantly offer encouragement, such as telling his girlfriend that he enjoyed it, that he did a good job, etc. At the same time, he should also give the woman the same caresses, such as simultaneously stimulating her genitals with his mouth, the so-called "69" position; or stroking her vulva and clitoris with his hands. In short, you can't let her feel that she's only serving you. Always remember: in bed, expressions of love are mutual.

At that time, Chen Yihui was only at the second level, not yet at the third level of enjoying oral sex.

Many women only reach the stage of actively engaging in oral sex, including Chen Yihui, but some women with strong sexual desires go further; they know how to enjoy oral sex, or rather, play with male sexual instruments. During oral sex, or while stroking male sexual instruments, they can even reach orgasm.

At this stage, women consider oral sex an important part of reaching orgasm. They often close their eyes and repeatedly swallow and release the penis, sometimes even pushing it deep into their mouths—as if they wanted it to penetrate deeply into their vaginas. Sometimes, they even want their boyfriend to ejaculate into their mouths, which they then swallow. Of course, they generally prefer to ejaculate after they have achieved their own satisfaction.

At this time, women will use their imagination to enjoy oral sex, for example, they might smear ice cream, yogurt, or honey on the male genitals and eat it while performing oral sex, further enhancing the pleasure; women who enjoy drinking, or if they think of playing around during a meal, might even soak the penis in alcohol before taking it out and sucking it. The positions at this stage are incredibly varied; basically, as long as she can suck the penis, she will try to bite it no matter what position you're in. If both are tired, the woman might ask someone to sit between her boyfriend's thighs, ready to suck his penis at any time, sometimes even falling asleep with it in her mouth—but be careful, don't just focus on enjoying it, she might actually bite you in her sleep.

Enjoying Chen Yihui's oral sex, Zhao Ziqiang raised his buttocks, signaling to Chen Yihui that he was about to ejaculate.

Chen Yihui's tongue teased Zhao Ziqiang's scrotum, helping his sperm-filled testicles to position themselves for ejaculation.

Soon, the semen gushed out like a hot spring. Chen Yihui didn't stop there, but instead licked Zhao Ziqiang's penis and testicles even more diligently.

Chen Yihui's hands worked hard, stroking and squeezing Zhao Ziqiang's penis.

Stimulated by the beautiful scene before him, Zhao Ziqiang's erect penis trembled violently, hot semen gushing from his glans in intermittent bursts, landing on Chen Yihui's face and neck...

Zhao Ziqiang's penis throbbed, aiming at Chen Yihui's chest, ejaculating milky white semen that drew beautiful arcs in the air before landing with a "smack" on her breasts and lower abdomen...

He leaned back against the headboard, watching the semen on Chen Yihui's breasts roll down her skin.

Zhao Ziqiang said, "I'll wipe it off for you."

Chen Yihui smiled at him, wiping the semen off her breasts with her hands, and scolded, "You bad boy!"

After ejaculating, Zhao Ziqiang picked up a tissue from the bedside table and wiped Chen Yihui clean.

She sat up and leaned towards Zhao Ziqiang, letting him reach out and hold her breasts.

"Ziqiang, lick me."

Zhao Ziqiang was naturally happy to fulfill Chen Yihui's request, and after she lay down, he leaned down between Chen Yihui's legs.

Now it was his turn to repay her. Zhao Ziqiang parted Chen Yihui's labia with his hands, caressing the inner edge of her labia. Lustful fluid seeped from the pink opening of her vagina, wetting her labia.

Zhao Ziqiang moved very close, close enough to clearly count the number of pubic hairs along Chen Yihui's labia.

He parted her labia again, extended his tongue, and licked from the inner wall of her labia, letting his tongue scrape against her sensitive clitoris.

"Oh..."

Chen Yihui let out a pleasurable moan.

Zhao Ziqiang's tongue glided lightly over Chen Yihui's lower abdomen, past her navel, and then reached Chen Yihui's full breasts.

He followed the beautiful curve of her breasts, licking all the way to Chen Yihui's nipples, gently caressing them with his lips, letting the tip of his tongue lightly touch them, and then sucking the tender red nipple into his mouth.

Chen Yihui twisted her body, her legs stretched straight, her eyes glazed over, her lips slightly parted: "Ah...so good...so comfortable...ah ah..."

Zhao Ziqiang's tongue traced across Chen Yihui's snow-white breasts, moving back and forth between her nipples; his hand roamed around her labia, caressing her soft pubic hair.

Chen Yihui's hand reached down to her genitals, and Zhao Ziqiang looked down at her as she used her fingers to manipulate her private parts, the sparse pubic hair stained with the vaginal fluid seeping from her vagina.

While watching Chen Yihui masturbate, Zhao Ziqiang sucked on her nipples back and forth.

He moved his hand to Chen Yihui's vulva, pinching her clitoris between two fingers and gently kneading it.

Zhao Ziqiang could feel Chen Yihui's thighs twitching, her face flushed, her body twisting uncontrollably as he pinned her down.

He tried to insert his fingers into Chen Yihui's vagina, and she whispered in Zhao Ziqiang's ear about her sensations.

Zhao Ziqiang could feel Chen Yihui's vagina tightly gripping his fingers, as if preventing him from pulling out.

Chen Yihui began to moan, then screamed, her whole body convulsing.

"It's coming... ah... I'm going to climax..."

she whispered in Zhao Ziqiang's ear, "Beautiful... so beautiful... ah..."

Zhao Ziqiang quickened the pace of his fingers' movements inside Chen Yihui's vagina, her body convulsing violently, then Chen Yihui moaned loudly, finally collapsing, her eyes tightly closed.

They sat quietly nestled together on the bed, watching Chen Yihui's engorged breasts and her labia parted, glistening with vaginal fluid, Zhao Ziqiang's penis involuntarily hardening again.

"Ziqiang, I want..."

Chen Yihui whispered in Zhao Ziqiang's ear, "I want to make love to you."

"I thought you weren't planning on continuing,"

Zhao Ziqiang said with a wicked grin.

Chen Yihui didn't speak, but simply grasped Zhao Ziqiang's penis and moved it up and down, now as firm as before ejaculation.

She straddled Zhao Ziqiang, her legs spread, and grasped his penis, aiming it at her slightly parted vagina.

Zhao Ziqiang watched as Chen Yihui held his penis, rubbing the large glans between her labia, the glans moistened by the vaginal fluid.

Chen Yihui slowly lowered her waist, her labia, which had been holding the glans, being stretched open by it.

Her full breasts lightly brushed against Zhao Ziqiang's cheeks, and he watched through the gap between her breasts as the swollen glans gradually entered her private parts.

Chen Yihui slowly swayed her hips up and down, letting the moist vaginal fluid wet his penis, allowing it to slowly penetrate deeper into her vagina again and again.

Finally, Zhao Ziqiang felt his penis completely enveloped by Chen Yihui's warm, wet vagina.

Yes, her labia completely encircled the base of his penis.

"I can feel your hard penis pressing against my belly."

Chen Yihui looked down at their tightly joined bodies, her hips swaying rhythmically as she moved her hips up and down, enveloping Zhao Ziqiang's penis. She could feel it stretching deep into her vagina, the folds of her vagina tightly gripping his penis.

Zhao Ziqiang felt an unprecedented excitement. They both looked down at how Chen Yihui used her genitals to thrust into his penis.

Chen Yihui's labia opened and

closed violently with each thrust, her swollen clitoris scraping against Zhao Ziqiang's penis. Her vaginal fluid seeped from their point of contact, sliding down the edge of his penis, wetting Zhao Ziqiang's pubic hair, and scraping hard against the walls of Chen Yihui's vagina along the ridges of his glans. She groaned loudly, her vagina clenching Zhao Ziqiang's penis, convulsing violently, tightly gripping it.

Zhao Ziqiang knew Chen Yihui was close to climax. He gripped her firm, white buttocks, trying to lift them up. Then, using the gap created by her raised buttocks, he thrust his penis upwards forcefully, making obscene "slap, slap" sounds as he repeatedly struck Chen Yihui's cervix.

"Oh...so good...harder...fuck me harder...oh...ah..."

Chen Yihui cried out with lustful pleasure in her eyes, "So good! You're so good! So good, fuck me well! I really need it..."

Her beautiful vagina greedily devoured Zhao Ziqiang's penis. He thrust his lower body, violently pumping his erect penis in and out of her smooth, wet vagina like a piston.

Zhao Ziqiang's thrusting penis brought waves of Chen Yihui's gushing vaginal fluid out of her vagina with "plop, plop" sounds, the glistening fluid flowing into her alluring cleft.

"Ah...so beautiful...I'm flying, I can't take it anymore...I'm coming...I'm coming...ah..."

"Faster! Faster! Don't stop...fuck me harder...ah...ah ah..."

Chen Yihui tossed her long hair, screaming wildly as her alluring lips forcefully sucked into my mouth, her tongue darting and swirling like a serpent within.

Chen Yihui's snow-white arms and rounded, beautiful thighs clung tightly to Zhao Ziqiang's body like an octopus, their bodies joined together without a single gap.

Suddenly, her whole body trembled, and Zhao Ziqiang felt her thigh muscles quivering and twitching against his, her bright eyes rolling back, her body shaking violently.

The vaginal walls of Chen Yihui, tightly gripping Zhao Ziqiang's penis, began to contract and spasm intensely, her uterus gripping the glans of his penis, which was now deep inside her, like a baby's mouth. A gush of heat spurted from her vulva, drenching the urethral opening of Zhao Ziqiang's penis, her orgasms coming in wave after wave.

"Ah...ah...so beautiful, I can't take it anymore, I'm coming...I'm coming..."

she screamed, hysterically, without restraint, "Fuck me harder, don't stop...ah...fuck me harder!ah..."

Zhao Ziqiang felt his glans, deep inside Chen Yihui's uterus and pressed tightly against her clitoris, being drenched by the hot, scalding vaginal fluid. The sensation sent a tingling sensation through his urethra, and the powerful spasms and contractions of Chen Yihui's vaginal walls caused him to finally lose control, his pent-up semen erupting like a volcano.

His glans pressed firmly against Chen Yihui's cervix, shooting thick, viscous semen into her unprotected womb.

Zhao Ziqiang knew Chen Yihui had also reached orgasm; his large penis, deeply inserted, felt as if it were being gripped tightly by gloved hands.

Chen Yihui clung to him, moaning as she endured the hot semen shooting deep into her womb.

Her small uterus probably couldn't hold all of Zhao Ziqiang's scalding semen; the semen that couldn't enter her uterus spurted out from the edges of her vagina, dripping down his penis or splashing onto his thighs.

They remained seated, embracing, Zhao Ziqiang keeping his penis deeply inserted into Chen Yihui's body. Her body was still experiencing the afterglow of her orgasm; her contracting vagina seemed to be sucking on Zhao Ziqiang's penis, trying to squeeze out the remaining semen.

Zhao Ziqiang also tried to tighten his bladder, trying to squeeze out the remaining semen from his urethra, so that the last bit of semen could enter Chen Yihui's uterus.

Chen Yihui sat on Zhao Ziqiang's penis like this, and they kissed each other.

Finally, she let Zhao Ziqiang leave her body. Looking at Chen Yihui's beautiful body, he reached out and kneaded her pink nipples, and Zhao Ziqiang's penis became hard again.

Chen Yihui probably sensed the unusual sensation between Zhao Ziqiang's legs, turned her head to gaze at his erect penis, and then climbed between Zhao Ziqiang's thighs.

Zhao Ziqiang's erect penis pointed at the tip of Chen Yihui's nose, and with a comfortable groan, she slowly took Zhao Ziqiang's penis into her mouth.

Zhao Ziqiang could feel Chen Yihui's hands caressing his scrotum, playing with his testicles.

Chen Yihui lowered her head as much as possible to take Zhao Ziqiang's penis into her mouth; he could even feel the head of his penis hitting her throat, while the semen he had just ejaculated still overflowed from Chen Yihui's vagina, wetting her labia.

A large amount of milky white semen rolled down her thighs.

Chen Yihui's head shook up and down, her tongue encircling the shaft, the head scraping against her tongue, then thrusting into her throat again and again.

White, obscene foam overflowed from Chen Yihui's lips due to the thrusting of the penis.

Under the caress of her mouth, which was even more flexible than a tender vagina, Zhao Ziqiang's testicles were loaded with heavy ammunition.

Zhao Ziqiang held Chen Yihui's head with both hands, looking at her beautiful face, even though Chen Yihui still had his penis in her mouth.

Chen Yihui looked back at him affectionately, her bright red lips encircling the base of his penis, sucking on Zhao Ziqiang's penis with all her might.

"Shoot it out! Shoot it all out in my mouth!"

Although Chen Yihui couldn't say these words while her penis was inside her, Zhao Ziqiang could understand her intentions from her hazy eyes.

Unable to bear the friction of Chen Yihui's hot tongue against his urethra, and with her full-force sucking, Zhao Ziqiang and Chen Yihui stared at each other, his penis throbbing violently in her mouth. At the

same time, they both felt a large amount of semen gushing out violently, the glans deep inside Chen Yihui's throat erupting, hot semen spraying into her throat.

"Ugh..."

Chen Yihui endured the burning sensation in her throat, making whimpering sounds, but still trying her best to suck on the wildly ejaculating penis...

After tidying up, Chen Yihui, nourished by Zhao Ziqiang's love, had a unique beauty in her face, a kind of radiant beauty like a blooming peach blossom.

Zhao Ziqiang's eyes were filled with desire, and he couldn't help but reach out and grab Chen Yihui's breasts, gently kneading them.

Chen Yihui's eyes sparkled, her captivating gaze both alluring and reproachful. Her sensual red lips parted slightly, and she smiled seductively, "You rascal, haven't you had enough of me yet?"

"Not enough, never enough,"

Zhao Ziqiang chuckled wickedly, his lustful eyes scanning her delicate lips, his lips moving as if he wanted to thrust his penis inside her again.

Looking at Zhao Ziqiang's handsome face, which held a half-smile, Chen Yihui gave him a coquettish look and smiled sweetly, "Hmph, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm tired, I want to sleep."

"No, let's do it again. If you're tired, just lie down and let me do it, hehe," Zhao Ziqiang chuckled lewdly.

The air conditioning couldn't cool their burning passion; they expressed their pleasure with their bodies. Zhao Ziwei's feminine appearance couldn't conceal his masculine nature; Chen Yihui kept her eyes tightly closed, enjoying the pleasure of their union. She knew that although the person on top of her had a feminine face and wore a sexy dress, he was an unadulterated man.

This hot summer night was also an unforgettable, intoxicating night.

Chapter 43:

The first time Chen's headquarters held a meeting at headquarters, Zhao Ziwei dared not be negligent. Her attire was carefully chosen and even received praise from Chen Yihui. She dared not be as casual as Xin Hai, so she changed into a light blue suit, which made her look quite sophisticated.

Walking into the Chen's building, Zhao Ziwei didn't need to deliberately show off or talk to anyone, but her blue outfit and outstanding height made her dazzling. "Which department is this girl from? I've never seen her before." "She's so tall, this blue outfit looks great on her, and she has a good temperament. I'll ask Xiaoling later if this girl is married!" "Forget it, you're the same height as him. People say that if men and women are the same height, it means the man is too short!"

Taking this opportunity, Zhao Ziwei got to know the chairman's secretary, Fang Xiaoling, and also learned about the head office's personnel structure. However, while waiting for the meeting to start, she kept thinking about her intimate moments with Chen Yihui the night before. That smooth skin, the gentle caresses, the intense penetration—why couldn't he do this with Zhenzhen? Even though it was intense, it wasn't very passionate. Could it be that after three years, Chen Yihui was still his?

Just as Chen Yihui had predicted, this kind of routine meeting was really boring—reporting a few figures, listening to the general manager talk about the group's development. But Chen Mu didn't show up, and Zhao Ziwei was a little disappointed. She had wanted to take this opportunity to explain her real estate analysis report to Chen Mu, so she could decide whether to give it to Chen's or Leiting Company.

After the meeting, she stayed to help Fang Xiaoling pack up the documents. "Didn't the chairman come today?"

Fang Xiaoling replied, "He came, but he didn't attend because Miss Chen wasn't there!"

"Oh, I haven't spoken to him yet. I wanted to talk to him about Xinhai's situation. I wonder what he looks like!"

"Miss Zhao, you really haven't met Mr. Chen?" Fang Xiaoling asked, somewhat puzzled. "I've heard Mr. Chen mention your name several times, saying the headhunting firm highly recommended you, that you're very impressive!"

"Really? That's all just hype, a lot of it's exaggerated!" Zhao Ziwei was puzzled. Shouldn't she have kept a low profile when she joined the company? How did even Fang Xiaoling know? Only after becoming a girl did she realize that humility was a virtue, a word absent from Zhao Ziqiang's dictionary.

Fang Xiaoling said enviously, "Miss Zhao, it's not easy to get praise from a headhunting firm! It's said they don't recommend people with an annual salary below 200,000, is that right?"

"Just call me Ziwei!" Zhao Ziwei smiled. "Don't believe those people. They're like matchmakers. If they introduce you to a boyfriend, they'll exaggerate his qualities. But once you actually get to know him, you'll find he's lazy, doesn't wash his socks, can't tie his tie properly, and throws newspapers everywhere..."

"Hehe!" Fang Xiaoling giggled. "Ziwei, you're so funny, describing yourself with that kind of man!"

Zhao Ziwei couldn't help but laugh, because the man she was talking about was actually "Zhao Ziqiang," her former self. It was unbelievable; after becoming a woman, she saw men as flawed; before, she had always been arrogant and looked down on women.

Fang Xiaoling said, "Ziwei, a few people came to ask about you earlier!"

"Why are they asking about me?" Zhao Ziwei was a little nervous. Her resume wasn't perfect; if others asked more, she might be exposed.

"What else could men be asking about a woman?" Fang Xiaoling laughed. "Don't worry, I only said your name, that you work in Xinhai, nothing else, and I don't know anything else." "

Then you'd better say I already have a boyfriend, so they'll give up!" Zhao Ziwei understood that the information on her resume wasn't a secret; anyone with a purpose would find out. But others didn't see it that way; they just treated her like a girl. She initially thought Chen Yiqian's absence from the meeting was to make things difficult for her, but now she realized it was just to avoid her father.

She left headquarters with two sets of documents. Before even reaching the elevator, Zhao Ziwei saw Chen Mu and a middle-aged man enter. She overheard Chen Mu say, "Zhang Hong, have your assistant discuss this with my general manager. Investing too quickly might affect other projects."

"Let's hurry," Zhao Ziwei replied

, hesitating after seeing the three of them enter the elevator. She decided to wait for the next one. Even if she introduced herself, Chen Mu might not remember her unless she revealed she was Zhao Ziqiang in drag. She thought she recognized Zhang Hong, but couldn't quite place him. Since he associated with Chen Mu, he must be a business partner.

Just then, Chen Mu turned around in the elevator and saw Zhao Ziwei standing outside. He said, "Is this going down? Come in!"

Zhao Ziwei nodded first, then shook her head, still not going in. Unexpectedly, the elevator doors, which were about to close, reopened, and Chen Mu waved to her again. Zhao Ziwei finally went in, smiling and thanking the people inside.

In the relatively empty elevator, Zhao Ziwei stood out from the crowd. Wearing high heels, she was taller than the middle-aged men. Realizing her predicament, she leaned against the wall and lowered her head. But in such a confined space, how could the men not notice a young woman?

Chen Mu suddenly asked, "Which department are you from?"

Zhao Ziwei knew they wouldn't recognize her, as he had only ever seen Zhao Ziqiang in men's clothing. She turned slightly and whispered, "I'm Zhao Ziwei from Xinhai Company. I'm here in place of Miss Chen at the meeting today!"

"You're Zhao Ziwei?" Chen Mu was surprised.

"Yes!" Zhao Ziwei nodded again, blushing. She knew, of course, what surprised Chen Mu, because in the elevator, only he knew the girl's true identity.

Just a few days ago, Chen Mu and his daughter had argued about this name; he never expected her to appear before him. Chen Mu sized her up and then looked away. Even with his curiosity, he couldn't stare at the girl. But this girl greatly shocked him. He was stunned for a moment before saying, "Oh! Have Yiqian call me when you get back!"

"Okay!" Zhao Ziwei replied.

No one spoke in the elevator, but the men still glanced at Zhao Ziwei from time to time. Zhao Ziwei tried hard to remember who this Zhang Hong was. She clearly saw him somewhere before, but couldn't recall.

The elevator reached the first floor, and the people near the door exited first. Zhao Ziwei turned to the side and gestured for Chen Mu and the others to go first. No matter what, this was the boss; politeness was essential.

But Chen Mu smiled and said, "Ladies first!"

Zhao Ziwei blushed. Although she was used to this position, she was still a little nervous around Chen Mu, after all, he knew her true situation. She nodded to everyone and walked out first, heading straight for the door to call a taxi back to the company.

Just then, a voice came from behind her. "Old Chen, why don't you use this girl as your secretary? She has a good image and a good temperament!"

Chen Mu said, "Really? You think so?"

"Of course, she's much better than that Fang Xiaoling. Xiaoling is only like a secretary, this girl is more like an administrative staff member! Hmm, her chest is very pleasing to the eye. Women like this are good, they have both image and temperament. But she does have some flaws, her voice isn't sweet enough, and her butt would be better if it were a bit bigger!"

"Haha, she's helping Yi Qian now. If I transfer her people again, she'll definitely come and overturn my desk!"

"Hmm, that's true, Yi Qian has a particularly short temper!"

Zhao Ziwei was both angry and amused that a man would say her butt wasn't big enough. Why don't men pay attention to other aspects and only focus on a woman's body parts? A month ago, she was the same kind of man. It seems that different perspectives lead to vastly different views. However, she clearly saw that man named Zhang Hong before, but couldn't remember him. As she walked out the door, she glanced back and saw Chen Mu and Zhang Hong standing in the lobby, obviously waiting for their driver to come out.

As she got into the taxi, Zhao Ziwei suddenly remembered. A few days ago, she'd seen Zhang Hong at the same restaurant; she recognized him because of his loud voice. At the time, Zhang Hong was discussing something with a young man, mentioning things like "Chen's Real Estate," which seemed to suggest some kind of ulterior motive targeting the Chen family.

In the car, Zhao Ziwei wondered: Could Zhang Hong be a threat to the Chen family's business?

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