[Urban] Rebirth of a Strange Love: The Loser's Revenge Plan - 13-15

Chapter 14

"Hmm... he's about thirty years old, his name is Chen An. My mother says he's quite famous in the Lingjiang art world, especially for his figure paintings."

"Honestly, has that guy been watching you and your mother?"

"Hehe, Brother Xiaolong, you're so funny. How can he paint for us if he doesn't watch us?"

"That guy's lucky! Is your painting finished yet?"

"Not yet, my draft is done, but Mom's hasn't been painted yet. She has to go to the studio again."

"Your mother has to go? When is she going?" "

The week after next, my painting should be finished by then."

Fang Lan, being the boss, didn't have much time to accompany Qinghua to driving practice. Fortunately, Xia Zhuyi was free, so she would go to the dock with Qinghua to practice every few days. Originally, Qinghua going to the dock to practice driving was just a smokescreen. He would pretend a few times and then say he could drive, and Fang Lan wouldn't suspect him. If he really went to the dock to practice driving seriously, Qinghua would definitely get bored. Fortunately, Fang Lan and Xia Zhuyi took turns accompanying Qinghua to driving practice, allowing Qinghua to maintain his initial enthusiasm throughout the nearly one month of practice.

To Xia Zhuyi, the painter Chen An, in his early thirties, was a young man. Although not tall, compared to the strong yet somewhat refined Qinghua, Chen An, with his short beard, looked rather rugged. Coupled with his unkempt work habits, Chen An resembled a fierce bandit, making Xia Zhuyi, alone with him, feel somewhat uneasy. Would he just pounce on her? Sitting in her chair, Xia Zhuyi saw the rugged painter staring at her and couldn't help but recall the day she faced Qinghua alone—the day she was a man's plaything.

The painter stared at Xia Zhuyi for a long time, motionless, then suddenly lowered his head and focused on drawing on the paper. Xia Zhuyi knew he had entered a working state, and inexplicably felt a little relaxed. When Xia Zhuyi accompanied Fang Ying to the art studio last time, Fang Ying had already met Chen An, but that day her attention was focused on Chen An's paintings, and she hadn't observed him closely. Now, however, Xia Zhuyi took a closer look at Chen An. It's said that a focused man is the most charming. Through the canvas, Xia Zhuyi could see half of Chen An's face; although it looked somewhat messy, it possessed a special quality.

Xia Zhuyi thought of a classmate from high school; the way he studied diligently was somewhat similar to Chen An's absorbed state of mind when he was engrossed in painting. For a time, Xia Zhuyi had also had a crush on that classmate, but that classmate was only interested in studying. Later, that classmate was admitted to a prestigious university in Beijing, while Xia Zhuyi only got into a third-rate university in the province. During a university holiday reunion, Xia Zhuyi had chatted with that classmate, but they lost contact after graduation. Xia Zhuyi was fortunate enough to get a job in the municipal government and met Fang Daming. Later, when Xia Zhuyi was chatting with her high school female classmate, she mentioned that male classmate. After graduating with a master's degree, he returned to the provincial capital and worked as an engineer in a company, doing moderately well. When Xia Zhuyi first heard the news, she felt a pang of melancholy. But as Fang Daming's status grew increasingly prestigious, Xia Zhuyi had forgotten the boy from her teenage years. If she hadn't seen Chen An's focused expression today, she wouldn't have remembered the boy who once made her heart flutter.

Xia Zhuyi had grown accustomed to her life as a wealthy lady; to be forced back to a life of hardship would be worse than death. Her mind was imprisoned by reality, but her thoughts were free. Watching the focused Chen An, she thought of many things. Fang Daming was also a focused and earnest man; logically, such a man should be considerate and loving towards his wife, but Xia Zhuyi didn't feel any care or love from him as a husband. Could this Chen An, who paints, be a good husband? Xia Zhuyi wondered, watching Chen An paint intently.

Chen An's painting flowed smoothly today, completing the preliminary sketch in half a day. At noon, Xia Zhuyi invited Chen An out for lunch, but Chen An declined, saying he was feeling inspired and wanted to stay in his studio to paint alone. Xia Zhuyi didn't stand on ceremony and left Chen An's studio alone. Just after leaving the studio, Xia Zhuyi received a call from Qinghua, asking if she had eaten lunch. Xia Zhuyi told Qinghua that her sketch was finished and she had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she could accompany him to driving practice. Qinghua had called Xia Zhuyi to ask when she finished the sketch, and was naturally overjoyed that she had completed it in half a day. He arranged to meet Xia Zhuyi at Yuyuan Garden near the South Gate.

Seeing that Xia Zhuyi was wearing a pale yellow dress, Qinghua asked why she wasn't wearing it. "That dress is for filming. How could I wear such a dress out in public?" Even if Xia Zhuyi were an ordinary housewife, let alone the governor's wife, she wouldn't dare wear a classical film dress out shopping.

“I think you look really good in that dress. Wear it for me later, I’ve never seen you wear it in person before.” Qinghua said, placing a hand on Xia Zhuyi’s thigh. Although they were sitting in an inconspicuous corner, it was lunchtime, and the restaurant was crowded, so they were in public. Even with her good looks, Xia Zhuyi looked much older than Qinghua, and if people saw their intimate posture, it would definitely lead to all sorts of speculation. “If you want to see, I’ll wear it for you when we’re alone.” Xia Zhuyi quickly pushed Qinghua’s hand away and moved her chair away.

After lunch, Xia Zhuyi drove Qinghua to the dock. Along the way, Xia Zhuyi asked Qinghua about working at Longhui Company. "Xiaolong, why didn't you go to Y City with your mother to sign the contract? Didn't you go with her last time?"

"I'm currently working with a salesperson, so there's no point in me going to handle something as important as signing contracts. I'd rather stay home and learn to drive."

"Why would you need to learn sales? You're going to be a boss someday, so you should learn from your mother. Signing contracts is the real thing you need to learn. You only need to know about sales; you don't need to go out with your employees." Xia Zhuyi certainly couldn't tell Qinghua that no matter how well she did in sales, the only right thing to do was to follow her mother and quickly gain control of the company.

"I don't know anything right now. I'll learn in the various departments for a few years before going to my mother's side. That way, I can help her manage the company without making mistakes."

"It's not about helping your mother; it's about helping the Fang family. The company your mother controls is essentially yours." Xia Zhuyi knew she couldn't persuade Qinghua right now, and even if she did, Qinghua wouldn't be able to seize control of Fang Lan in her current state. But it's best to whisper in Qinghua's ear early. If she keeps mentioning this to him, when Qinghua realizes the allure of power, he'll naturally want to take it from Fang Lan.

The car arrived at the dock, and Qinghua told Xia Zhuyi to change into the blue dress. "Xiaolong, doesn't Grandma Xia look good in this dress?" Xia Zhuyi had many clothes, but each one was carefully chosen, making her even more charming. She clearly remembered wearing a similar outfit when she came to driving lessons with Qinghua last time, and Qinghua had praised her clothes highly.

"It looks good, but I want to see Grandma Xia in that dress."

Xia Zhuyi slipped through the gap in the center console and onto the back seat. Qinghua turned around, leaning against the backrest, watching the beautiful woman change with great interest. Under the man's gaze, Xia Zhuyi unbuttoned her pants and stretched her toes out in front of Qinghua. "You little rascal, help me pull down my pants." The beautiful woman's voice was seductive, both tempting and coquettish. Even when Xia Zhuyi first met Fang Daming, she had never pleased him like this.

The beautiful woman wore flesh-colored short stockings, which felt smooth to the touch. Qinghua's hands caressed the soles of the beautiful woman's feet, tickling her legs until they trembled. The pants slowly came down, revealing the beautiful woman's pair of fair and tender legs. The upper thighs were covered by dark purple lace panties, vaguely revealing the shape of her swollen vulva.

Seeing Qinghua's eyes fixed on her panties, Xia Zhuyi gently rubbed them and asked in a coquettish voice, "You little rascal, should I take this off?"

"Take it off, I'll have to take it off later anyway."

Xia Zhuyi slowly pulled the panties down to her knees, stopping at the back of her legs, leaning back in her chair and looking at the man opposite her. Qinghua unceremoniously reached out his devilish hands and pulled the panties, which smelled of a woman's private parts, off between the beautiful woman's legs. "Grandma Xia, your underwear is so pretty, much prettier than Xiaoying's."

After smelling the beautiful woman's alluring scent, Qinghua tossed the small piece of cloth onto the driver's seat beside him.

Soon, the woman removed her top and bra, taking out a blue, classic long dress from a paper bag and putting it on. "Pretty, isn't it?" Xia Zhuyi sat gracefully in the chair, the loose skirt draped over her legs, embroidered with bright peonies.

Qinghua didn't speak, got out of the car, opened the back door, and pulled the woman out. Xia Zhuyi asked him what he was doing, and Qinghua said the car was too small to see her beauty in the dress. Xia Zhuyi put on her shoes and got out of the car, twirling around beside it. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, her full breasts swayed violently with her movements, slightly sagging but still undeniably alluring. Qinghua knew from photos that Xia Zhuyi looked beautiful in this dress, but seeing her in person still left him somewhat mesmerized. Beautiful, so beautiful!

Bang! The beautiful woman was pinned against the car door by Qinghua. The man's sudden outburst startled the beautiful woman.

"Xiaolong, let's go to the car."

"I told you the car is too small; I didn't realize you looked so beautiful in a dress." Qinghua lifted the woman's skirt, his hand pressing against her soft, moist vulva. Xia Zhuyi hadn't expected Qinghua to turn their car sex into outdoor sex. She'd already taken off her underwear in the car, making it convenient for the man's hands.

"Xiaolong, don't do this. There are people on the other side of the river; it's not good if they see us." The only way to see what was happening at the dock was across the Xinqin River. Across the river was a vegetable field, where several farmers were busy working. The Xinqin River was wide, at least sixty or seventy meters, and with the riverbank and embankment, the two were over a hundred meters away from the farmers on the other side. Although they couldn't see what the people on the other side looked like, they could definitely tell what the two were doing, especially since she and Qinghua were leaning against the car door.

"What are you afraid of? They're so far away, how could they possibly recognize us? Grandma Xia, you're overthinking it."

Xia Zhuyi turned to look at the opposite bank, and what she saw startled her. A man was facing the dock directly across the river. Xia Zhuyi was already feeling guilty, and she was even more convinced that the man was watching her and Qinghua. "Xiaolong, let me go! Someone's watching us from the other side!"

Qinghua turned to the opposite bank and, sure enough, saw a man sitting on the riverbank smoking, seemingly watching the dock. "Then don't turn your face away. Even if he knows what we're doing, he can't see our faces. What are you afraid of?" The man said, pulling the beautiful woman's clothes aside, revealing one of her large, white breasts. In the sunlight, the woman's nipple looked like a crimson sacred fruit standing erect on a snow-capped mountain.

White clouds drifted in the blue sky, and below the clouds... how embarrassing! Xia Zhuyi had no time to appreciate the beauty of the sky; the dazzling sunlight made it impossible for her to open her eyes, so she had to close them. The fair, tender breasts, exposed to the air, felt cool, creating a stark contrast with the sun-warmed car body behind them. Qinghua fondled the beautiful woman's large breasts, recalling the erotic paintings in the basement. The scene before him was far more exciting than those paintings. Qinghua thought about how the beautiful woman's submissiveness was seven parts for the Fang family's wealth and three parts to satisfy her physical needs, and felt somewhat discouraged. No matter how submissive Xia Zhuyi was, she could never be as devoted to him as Fang Lan.

Thinking this, Qinghua parted the beautiful woman's legs, tearing open her clothes to reveal her breasts. He squeezed and sucked them forcefully. Xia Zhuyi tilted her head back, her neck aching, her chest sore from the man's grip. "Xiaolong, let's go to the car,"

Xia Zhuyi pleaded softly, trying to push the man off her, but his strength was too great.

"Grandma Xia, you look so beautiful in this dress. It's so boring in the car. Xiaoying said that painter is handsome. Did he stare at you?"

"He's a painter, this is his job. Unlike you. Xiaolong, let's go to the car. You can do whatever you want with me." Although Xia Zhuyi was nominally Qinghua's grandmother, after being with Qinghua time and time again, she was too embarrassed to call herself grandmother anymore.

"Really? Do you have any feelings for that handsome painter?" Qinghua was just teasing the beautiful woman beside her. Even if Xia Zhuyi wanted a man, she wouldn't dare to have an affair. Xia Zhuyi blushed. When Chen An stared at her, she had some fantasies, but she never thought about having anything happen between them. Seeing Xia Zhuyi remain silent, Qinghua said seriously, "Really? You actually have feelings for him?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he just drew me a picture."

"I was hoping Chen An would draw us a special one, but it seems that's not going to happen."

"What kind of special picture?"

"Like the erotic pictures hanging on our wall. Grandma Xia, you look even more alluring than those pictures right now. My dick is practically popping out of my pants, Grandma Xia, please help me get it out."

"Go to the car, I'll help you."

Qinghua didn't answer Xia Zhuyi, but lowered his head and took the beautiful woman's snow-white breast into his mouth, licking it vigorously, constantly circling the areola with his tongue, and teasing the dark red nipple from time to time. His hands weren't idle either; one hand pinched the other breast, and the other reached between the beautiful woman's legs, pressing against her already engorged mons pubis. His fingers hooked and teased, using all sorts of techniques to knead her tender labia. Soon, the beautiful woman reacted. Her nipples hardened, and her once soft breasts became even more elastic, plumping and rounded as if inflated. Her vulva was overflowing with lustful fluids.

Qinghua placed his entire hand between the beautiful woman's legs, inserting his middle finger deep into her vagina.

"Grandma Xia, you're so wet, hurry up and let me in." Qinghua then put his finger, coated in the woman's fluids, into her mouth.

The man's caresses and sucking drove the woman wild with desire. Well, wasn't she dressed like this to please this young man? Since he liked it this way, let him be; no one would see anyway.

With that thought, Xia Zhuyi relented, unzipping Qinghua's pants and releasing his rock-hard penis. The freed penis sprang out, its head pressing against the woman's full, soft mons pubis.

Qinghua, one hand squeezing her ample breasts and the other holding her round buttocks, easily slid his large penis into the long-awaited, lubricated honey hole with the beautiful woman's cooperation.

Ah! No matter how much lustful fluid the beautiful woman's honey hole had, it couldn't withstand Qinghua's all-out assault. Hearing herself unable to hold back her cries, Xia Zhuyi covered her mouth with her hand. Qinghua pulled the beautiful woman's hand away and said to her, "Grandma Xia, isn't playing games under the sun much more enjoyable than being cooped up in a car? Why are

you covering your mouth? Just scream if you want to, no one will hear you."

Ah! Ah! Ah! With her hand pulled away by Qinghua, the beautiful woman screamed again, not very loudly, but not softly either, at least louder than her usual moans. Xia Zhuyi couldn't believe that she was screaming so loudly in this empty dock.

"Grandma Xia, isn't this much more enjoyable than being cooped up in the car?" Qinghua didn't cling tightly to Xia Zhuyi; he simply held the beautiful woman's body with one arm and vigorously kneaded her exposed breasts with the other.

Mmm! Xia Zhuyi tilted her head back, her eyes glazed by the sun, only able to feel a figure moving in front of her. Enjoyable? Absolutely. A gentle autumn breeze blew, the warm sunlight shone, and the two of them felt like spirits of nature—what could be more carefree?

"Oh, Xiaolong, harder, a little deeper..." Xia Zhuyi hugged Qinghua's broad back, one of her white legs wrapped around his back. Qinghua felt the woman's honeypot was incredibly hot, as if it were melting his penis. Even with the sun shining on his back, he didn't feel that burning heat. Qinghua released the large breasts he had so longed for, cupped the woman's plump, round buttocks with both hands, and with all his might, thrust his hard penis all the way in. Ah! With a soft, squelching sound of insertion, the beautiful woman let out another excited moan.

The man's penis, like a greasy sausage, thrust in and out of the beautiful woman's wanton vagina, making her wetness splatter everywhere. Xia Zhuyi leaned against the car door, tightly entwined with the man's body, instinctively taking what she wanted, completely forgetting the vegetable farmers on the opposite bank of the river.

A long whistle sounded from the river, startling the couple from their lovemaking. "How come there's a boat?"

Xia Zhuyi asked in surprise, clinging tightly to Qinghua.

"Grandma Xia, don't worry. We're much higher up here than the river, even if there are people on the boat, they can't see us."

Although there weren't many boats on the Xinqin River anymore, they still occasionally passed by. Xia Zhuyi and Qinghua looked towards the river at the same time, and sure enough, they saw a boat with a national flag on its roof passing the dock and heading upstream.

Ah! Xia Zhuyi suddenly screamed again, quickly turning her face away. "Xiaolong, let's hurry and get into the car, they're watching us."

Qinghua looked across the river and saw two vegetable farmers standing together, one of them pointing towards the dock, clearly talking to his companion about what was happening there.

"Grandma Xia, don't be afraid, you can't see them, and they can't see you either." Perhaps because Qinghua was a man, or perhaps because he was a soldier, when he realized someone was watching them from the other side, his first thought was that they couldn't possibly see him and Xia Zhuyi clearly. Even if they could see what they were doing, what did it matter?

"They really can't see what we're doing?"

"They definitely can't see, we're both dressed. At most, they'll think we're being intimate. Why don't we go to the back of the car, then they won't be able to see us." Seeing that Xia Zhuyi still didn't quite believe him, Qinghua suggested that the two of them go to the back of the car, and Xia Zhuyi nodded.

Another series of screams erupted. Qinghua's penis was still inserted in the beautiful woman's honey hole when he picked her up, the thick glans pressing against her, causing her both pain and soreness, as if it were about to pierce her body. Qinghua carried Xia Zhuyi to the back of the car, and the two changed positions. Qinghua had Xia Zhuyi lie face down on the trunk, and he entered the beautiful woman's body from behind. Xia Zhuyi's buttocks were round and large, leaning against the trunk like two perfectly rounded peaks. Her labia, glistening with vaginal fluid, were exposed between her thighs. The labia were engorged and swollen from the intense sex, like flower petals after rain, exceptionally plump, and gleaming like rubies in the sunlight. Looking at the beautiful woman's vulva, Qinghua couldn't help but think of the Western erotic pictures in the basement. The lower bodies of the Western women in those pictures were all smooth and clean, making their full vulvas look extremely beautiful. Xia Zhuyi's vulva was also very plump, with sparse pubic hair around it. Lying face down on the trunk, from behind, it looked like a natural white tiger, clean and beautiful. Qinghua, aroused by the sight, pressed one hand against the woman's plump, jade-like labia, while the other guided his large penis, gently rubbing the head of his penis between the woman's labia and her vulva.

Xia Zhuyi felt an unbearable itch in her vulva, desperately needing something to fill her body, but the man's large member was only rubbing against the outside of her vulva, making her even more itchy. "Little Dragon, my good girl, stop rubbing, hurry up and put it in." The woman's voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely seductive, and coupled with her gently swaying round buttocks, it fueled Qinghua's lust. He pressed the head of his penis against her vulva and thrust it in forcefully, his hips slamming against her soft buttocks, feeling incredibly comfortable. Xia Zhuyi's upper body pressed against the car, letting out a series of moans.

Because of the angle, Xia Zhuyi could see the situation on the other side of the river with just a turn of her head. The two vegetable farmers had sat by the river for a while before going to work. She wondered if they had seen her and Qinghua making love by the cart.

Xia Zhuyi stopped thinking about the vegetable farmers on the other side of the river. A weight was finally lifted from her heart. She gripped the back of the cart with both hands, thrusting her buttocks to meet the man's penetration, momentarily forgetting that they were in broad daylight.

Seeing Xia Zhuyi's upper body leaning against the back of the cart, Qinghua suddenly thought of the old man pushing the cart position. He half-squatted down and grabbed the beautiful woman's calves. "Xiaolong, what are you doing?" The beautiful woman was enjoying herself when the man's penis suddenly withdrew, leaving her feeling empty again. Before she could react, Qinghua had already grabbed her legs and stood up.

"Ah!" Xia Zhuyi screamed, grabbing the back of the cart haphazardly with both hands, trying to steady herself. There was nothing to brace against at the back of the car, and Xia Zhuyi's entire chest was pressed against the trunk. Her long skirt trailed behind the car, only covering the upper half of her buttocks, revealing her wet vulva.

"Xiaolong, put me down, I can't take it anymore." The trunk was getting hot from the sun, and Xia Zhuyi's exposed breasts felt burning hot against it. Plus, the rear of the car wasn't as wide as the front, so Xia Zhuyi's face was pressed against the rear windshield.

"Grandma Xia, let's try something new, you'll definitely enjoy it." Qinghua held the beautiful woman's legs, his erect penis penetrating her once again. Although Qinghua was supporting most of Xia Zhuyi's weight, her chest was pressed against the car, and her hands could only stabilize her body. With Qinghua's thrust, her face was pressed against the glass, making her extremely uncomfortable. Yet, she had to clamp her legs tightly around Qinghua's waist, afraid he would lose his grip and throw her to the ground.

"Grandma Xia, what kind of position is this?" Qinghua asked with a smile, his penis still inside the beautiful woman's vulva. Even Xia Zhuyi, trying to appear serious, knew it was "old man pushing a cart." The name was quite fitting for the situation; weren't they "pushing a cart" right now?

"This is...pushing a cart..." Xia Zhuyi was embarrassed to say "old man pushing a cart," making the word "old man" very vague. "Xiaolong, step back a little, my face is hitting the glass."

Qinghua took a step back, making both of them even more tired. However, Xia Zhuyi's current posture was extremely graceful, her back arched, her waist lowered to its lowest point, and her vulva lifted back, making it easier for Qinghua to thrust.

Under the sun, Xia Zhuyi's full, firm buttocks were incredibly alluring. Qinghua, who loved these beautiful buttocks the most, immediately found himself in a dilemma: if he wanted to play "old man pushing a cart," he couldn't slap those pert, round buttocks. Finally, Qinghua couldn't resist the temptation of the woman's pert, round buttocks. He lowered the woman's legs, changing the old man pushing the cart position to a one-legged stance.

Xia Zhuyi remained on the cart, one leg on the ground, the other raised high by Qinghua and placed on his shoulder.

If Xia Zhuyi hadn't practiced yoga for nearly a month, significantly improving her flexibility, she would surely have been completely exhausted by now. Even so, Xia Zhuyi cried out, "Xiaolong, put me down! My legs are killing me

...

Ah..."

Qinghua held the woman's jade-like legs with one hand and slapped her snow-white buttocks hard with the other, leaving red handprints on them. Changing positions, the man's penis penetrated deeper, and his thrusts became more forceful, quickly sending the woman to wave after wave of orgasms.

Qinghua held the woman's jade-like legs and thrust violently, unknowingly pressing her legs into a straight line. Xia Zhuyi was immersed in a series of orgasms, no longer feeling the soreness in her legs from the stretching. Perhaps she felt it, but was powerless to resist.

Ah! Qinghua was on the verge of ejaculation, tightly embracing Xia Zhuyi's body, pressing the beautiful woman's jade legs to their limit. The beautiful woman could no longer hold back and cried out. Qinghua thrust violently, and gushing semen shot into the beautiful woman's vagina. It felt so good! It was much more exciting than the last time he had sex with Fang Ying on Qingtai Mountain. Last time in the forest, Qinghua was afraid of being discovered, always on edge, and finished hastily by grabbing Fang Ying's buttocks. This time, even though he knew there were people on the other side of the river, Qinghua wasn't afraid of being discovered. Instead, he was even more excited and tried many new things with Xia Zhuyi.

As soon as Qinghua let go, Xia Zhuyi could no longer support herself. Her legs buckled, and she collapsed onto the exposed cement floor, her forehead glistening with sweat in the sunlight, as if she had just been caught in a downpour. Qinghua sat down beside Xia Zhuyi. Although Xia Zhuyi's clothes were now closed, they still looked disheveled, her breasts half-exposed, a sight to behold. It was even more alluring than the erotic picture in the basement. Sitting beside Xia Zhuyi, Qinghua turned her head and saw half a breast peeking out from between the woman's clothes. She abruptly turned around and, like a rude thug, forcefully pulled open the woman's clothes, lowering her head to bite down on that heavy breast. Xia

Zhuyi winced in pain but didn't push Qinghua away. It wasn't that she didn't want to; she simply didn't have the strength. After a long while, when both breasts were swollen from Qinghua's sucking, Xia Zhuyi finally pushed Qinghua away. "Grandma Xia, wasn't that exciting? I bet you've never done anything like that before," Qinghua chuckled, his hand still inside the beautiful woman's clothes.

"It's only because I went along with you like this. If it were your mother, would you dare treat her like that? You almost broke both my legs!" Xia Zhuyi rolled her eyes at Qinghua, tossing him a shoe that had fallen to the side during their fierce struggle, asking him to help her put it on. She didn't want to move at all. Back in the car, Xia Zhuyi changed back into her original suit, her legs still trembling. She kept complaining to Qinghua that she wouldn't be able to go to work tomorrow. Qinghua

laughed, "Fine, I won't go. It's not like it's my first time." This made Xia Zhuyi even more annoyed, biting and pinching him.

Qinghua drove around the dock for a bit and then went back. Although Xia Zhuyi didn't want Qinghua to drive, Qinghua said it was fine if he drove slowly. He added that learning at the dock for a long time without driving was pointless. Xia Zhuyi thought there was some truth to that, so she let Qinghua drive back.

In H City, Fang Lan's investment in Xingda Company was quickly finalized. Xingda Company was renamed Dongxing Company, with Dongfang Company holding 55% of the shares, Zheng Mingyuan holding 25% after further investment, and the Industrial Bureau holding 20%. After signing the contract, H City held a small celebration, which was also reported by the local television station, though the specific details of the cooperation were not disclosed. Fang Lan stayed in H City for one night before returning to Lingjiang the next day, where she also held a small celebration at Dongfang Company.

A week later, just when Fang Lan thought the Dongxing Company project was a success, negative news about its establishment suddenly surfaced online. Insiders claimed that Dongfang Company was suspected of embezzling municipal state-owned assets originally belonging to Xingda Company during the establishment of Dongxing Company. The best evidence was that Dongfang Company held 5% more shares than originally planned, shares that should have belonged to the Municipal Industrial Bureau. The claims of Dongfang Company increasing its investment and Zheng Mingyuan adding investment were merely a smokescreen; nothing of the sort had actually happened.

The whistleblower pointed the finger at Dongfang Company, believing that Dongfang had engaged in underhanded tactics to gain control of the new company, pushing the usually low-profile Dongfang into the spotlight. This news only circulated in H City. Upon learning of it, Han Shuhua immediately notified Fang Lan. As the vice mayor in charge of industry, Han Shuhua immediately summoned Zheng Mingyuan, demanding that he make up the additional investment. Although the matter was quickly suppressed, it still left Fang Lan feeling depressed for quite some time.

Since Qinghua started his internship in the business department, he rarely went to Fang Lan's office. At the end of the month, Fang Lan called Qinghua over. Seeing that Fang Lan, who had been sullen for the past few days, now had a smile on her face, Qinghua asked her what was making her happy.

Fang Lan smiled broadly, waving her driver's license and saying to Qinghua, "Your driver's license is ready, and the car has arrived. We'll pick it up this afternoon."

"How fast?" Qinghua flipped open his driver's license, which had his current photo on it. Finally, he could have his own car; it would be much more convenient to get around in the future. Qinghua smiled and put away the driver's license. Seeing three cylinders—one long and two short—on Fang Lan's desk, she asked what they were.

"These are paintings by Xiaoying and that old hag. I just picked them up this morning. Take a look."

"Why are there three? Did you get painted one too, Mom?"

"No, the other one is one Chen An painted before. It's considered one of his masterpieces. I thought he painted Xiaoying and the old hag quite well, so I bought this one too."

"How much?"

"Same as the other two, fifty thousand."

"So expensive?" Since Fang Ying and Xia Zhuyi went to paint, Qinghua had looked up information on some painters. New generation painters only charge two or three thousand yuan per square foot, and even the better ones only charge around ten thousand yuan. The two Fang girls' paintings are at most three or four square feet. With Chen An's reputation, fifty thousand yuan is definitely a high price.

Qinghua opened all three paintings. Fang Ying's painting featured peonies, the king of flowers, while Xia Zhuyi's painting depicted a cherry tree. Xia Zhuyi, dressed in palace attire, leaned against a branch laden with ripe cherry blossoms, her face slightly tilted back as she gazed at a hibiscus bird perched atop the branch, her expression serene and lifelike. Fang Ying, standing amidst peonies, possessed a playful and adorable expression that made even the queen of flowers pale in comparison. Perhaps this was the beauty of painting; though it couldn't capture a person's face and image as realistically as a photograph, the artist imbued it with a soul, making the figures in the painting more vivid than in the photograph, evoking a deeper resonance in the viewer. Qinghua didn't know who Chen An was, nor had he ever appreciated paintings, but at this moment, he was captivated by Chen An's work. Both Fang Ying and Xia Zhuyi were rendered so perfectly under Chen An's brush, far surpassing Fang Lan's glasswork. Even though Qinghua was accustomed to the mother and daughter's myriad charms, he couldn't help but admire their portraits. Of course, after admiration came pride; this beautiful mother and daughter had already submitted to his adoration.

"Are they really that beautiful? I can't even look at them without wanting to move my eyes!" Fang Lan couldn't help but feel a little jealous when she saw Qinghua staring blankly at the screen.

"No, I just think it's a bit strange. Why is Xia Zhuyi paired with a cherry tree? Maybe it would be better if she and Xiaoying switched."

"Do you think peonies would better complement Xia Zhuyi's elegance and nobility? I knew you liked that vixen's big breasts and fat butt." Fang Lan made Xia Zhuyi's two sexy features sound worthless in front of Qinghua, forgetting that her own features were not much worse than Xia Zhuyi's.

No matter how sexy and alluring Xia Zhuyi and Fang Ying, this mother-daughter duo, were, and how much they could satisfy a man's perverse desires, Qinghua still preferred Fang Lan. He wouldn't be foolish enough to praise Xia Zhuyi in front of Fang Lan, so he adopted a matter-of-fact demeanor and said, "No, I just think Xiaoying would look even better leaning against the cherry tree."

"You don't understand," Fang Lan said. "Chen An used Xia Zhuyi in his painting of Lady Huarui. Xia Zhuyi's style is somewhat similar to Zhang Daqian's portrait of Lady Huarui, and the composition corresponds to a poem written by Lady Huarui. It wouldn't be appropriate for Xiaoying to paint this scene."

"Who is Lady Huarui?" Qinghua knew a few talented men and heroes in history, but very little about talented women.

Fang Lan told him that Lady Huarui was the concubine of Meng Chang, the emperor of Later Shu. After Meng Chang surrendered to Song, Lady Huarui was captured and taken to the Song palace, where she was favored by Emperor Taizu of Song. Although Lady Huarui was loved by two emperors, she ultimately died a tragic death, a lamentable end.

This was because women at that time were mostly subservient to men; even with her talent, Lady Huarui was nothing more than a plaything for men. Listening to Fang Lan tell the story of Lady Huarui, Qinghua felt a strange melancholy. Looking at the painting again, she felt an even stronger sense of sorrow and pity for Xia Zhuyi in the painting. Lady Huarui? Qinghua murmured to herself. Xia Zhuyi, nearing forty, was still plump and rounded, her skin as white as jade; she truly deserved the title "Lady Huarui."

The other painting was much larger than the two portraits. It depicted cherry blossoms. Qinghua felt the scene looked familiar; upon closer inspection, it was indeed the Cherry Blossom Valley of Jinhua Mountain. The Maple Leaf Hotel, where Qinghua had gone before being struck by lightning, was right next to Cherry Blossom Valley. Cherry Blossom Valley was a famous scenic spot in Jinhua Mountain, and naturally, it possessed a unique charm in Chen An's painting.

"Mom, why aren't there any inscriptions on those two portraits?" Qinghua noticed that the cherry blossom painting not only had Chen An's seal but also a poem inscribed on it: "Ten miles of snow in bloom, ten thousand people intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers." It was clear that Chen An was a good painter, and his calligraphy was also beautiful. Looking at the portraits, there were clearly places for inscriptions on them, but apart from the seal and the date, there wasn't a single word, which felt somewhat abrupt.

"I specifically asked Chen An to leave these for me. I plan to have Mr. Fu inscribe them; perhaps these two paintings will become family heirlooms for the Fang family."

Mr. Fu? Qinghua was somewhat surprised. Even though he didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, he knew of Mr. Fu's name; he was considered the foremost calligrapher in contemporary China. However, Mr. Fu was extremely sparing with his words, and he had never been heard of writing inscriptions for anyone. In the entire Lingjiang, only the newly built Lingjiang Library and Mr. Fu's alma mater, Lingjiang Middle School, had his inscriptions.

"Mom, you mean you want Mr. Fu from Qingzhu Garden to inscribe them? I heard he's extremely sparing with his words; how can you possibly get his calligraphy?" Qinghua thought Fang Lan's idea was a bit absurd; Mr. Fu wasn't someone who could be easily intimidated by power and influence.

Fang Lan smiled, "It's true that Mr. Fu is sparing with his words, but it depends on the occasion. When the Lingjiang Library was newly built, he readily agreed to inscribe something. If I take these two paintings to him, I'm ninety percent sure he'll agree."

Qinghua, unaware of the hidden meaning, hurriedly asked Fang Lan why. Fang Lan told him that Mr. Fu had returned to Lingjiang to retire, just as Fang Daming was taking up his post there. Someone in Beijing had asked Fang Daming to look after the Fu family so that Mr. Fu could enjoy his later years in peace. Therefore, the Fang and Fu families had some connection, that was one reason. The second reason was the paintings themselves. Mr. Fu had a prized student in his early years who was extremely talented in calligraphy. Although Mr. Fu had a son and a daughter, neither of them followed in his footsteps. Therefore, Mr. Fu treated this extremely talented student like a son. Unfortunately, Mr. Fu's prized student died young, leaving behind a child, and that child was Chen An.

"So Chen An is considered Fu Lao's grandson? Then why is he in such a state now?" Qinghua was a little confused. Chen An had Fu Lao's name and such outstanding painting skills; he should have been a sensation by now.

"It's related to his personality. People like Chen An are always a bit arrogant. Chen An doesn't want to use Fu Lao's name to promote himself, and Fu Lao doesn't want Chen An to misuse his name if he's not capable enough. So Chen An is only a second or third-rate painter in Lingjiang. What do you think Fu Lao's reaction would be if he saw that these two paintings were painted by Chen An?"

"Happy... No wonder Mom was so confident that Fu Lao would inscribe them. But Mom, why did you buy this cherry blossom painting? Do you think Chen An's paintings have collectible value?"

"It's for you."

"Me?" Qinghua was confused and stared blankly at Fang Lan.

"It's for you. To be precise, it's for the business you and Dai Cheng have been doing lately."

The business they've been doing lately? Qinghua thought of Wu Zhongxing, the newly appointed district head of Xinwu District. Xinwu District was planning a renovation of a commercial street, a project of moderate scale, with nearly 20 million yuan worth of decorative stone materials. Longhui Company had its eye on this business, and Qinghua and Dai Cheng had been focusing their efforts on the newly appointed district head.

"Could it be that Wu Zhongxing has a hobby of collecting traditional Chinese paintings? But Chen An isn't very famous; wouldn't giving him a painting make him think we're not being sincere?" Even with only a 20% profit margin, securing a 20 million yuan supply of stone materials would still be a considerable sum. Although Fang Lan had spent 50,000 yuan to buy Chen An's "Cherry Blossom Painting," Qinghua felt that the market value of the painting wouldn't exceed 20,000 yuan. Giving such a painting as a gift to Wu Zhongxing seemed rather stingy; even if it were truly worth 50,000 yuan, it might not even catch Wu Zhongxing's eye.

Fang Lan laughed, “The price of a painting doesn’t equal its value. It’s precisely because Chen An isn’t famous yet, and his paintings aren’t worth much, that I bought this ‘Cherry Blossom’ painting. Think about it, if Chen An’s painting were worth hundreds of thousands, would Wu Zhongxing dare to accept it? How would he explain its provenance to people?”

“But if the painting isn’t worth much, what’s the point of giving it to Wu Zhongxing? Is he really a fan of traditional Chinese painting?”

“Just because it’s not worth much now doesn’t mean it won’t be worth much later. Maybe once the painting is in Wu Zhongxing’s hands, the price will multiply several times. There are art exhibitions and auctions in Lingjiang that sell works by emerging painters. Chen An’s paintings are generally priced between three and five thousand per square foot. That’s decent, but nothing particularly outstanding. This ‘Cherry Blossom’ painting is quite good; if it were auctioned, it could fetch thirty to forty thousand. If Wu Zhongxing gets this painting and auctions it off for two or three hundred thousand, do you think he’d be happy?”

"Two or three hundred thousand? Can Chen An's painting really fetch that much? Didn't you say it would only fetch forty thousand at most?"

"Why wouldn't it? As long as someone bids, it will sell."

"Someone bids..." Qinghua looked at Fang Lan's smiling face and suddenly understood: "Mom, do you mean we should bid higher to buy the painting back? Two or three hundred thousand doesn't seem like much."

"This time the amount isn't much, and it can't be too much either, too much will attract attention. Wu Zhongxing has been an official for so many years, always cautious and unwilling to easily accept money. This two hundred thousand is just a test. I just want to tell him that we have a way to ensure he receives the money safely. Wu Zhongxing is only forty years old this year, and he still has a lot of room for advancement. We will have many opportunities to cooperate with him in the future. Right now, ensuring he has no worries is the most important thing."

Qinghua nodded secretly after hearing Fang Lan's words. He believed that even without Fang Daming behind her, Fang Lan could still thrive in Lingjiang. He put away all three paintings and even asked Fang Lan to have Chen An paint one for her as well. Fang Lan was also tempted, saying she didn't have time recently but would ask Chen An to paint one when she had some free time.

Fang Lan was a low-key person; her car was an ordinary Audi A6, while Xia Zhuyi only had an A4. Qinghua thought Fang Lan would buy him a Q5 or Jeep, but unexpectedly, she ordered a luxury SUV for him. Qinghua stood in front of the car excitedly for a while. Finally, he had a car, and a luxury one at that. Qinghua looked at the model and found that this car was rarely sold in China. The staff told Qinghua that this car was a specially imported American version according to Mr. Fang's request, arriving in Lingjiang yesterday and just getting its license plates this morning.

"Do you like it?" Fang Lan asked Qinghua, who nodded vigorously. Seeing Qinghua's excitement, Fang Lan smiled happily.

Qinghua and Fang Lan drove their new car away from the dealership, but their first destination was a supermarket, which puzzled Qinghua. He kept asking Fang Lan what they were going to do there. Fang Lan just smiled and said they would find out when they got there. Qinghua took Fanglan to a nearby supermarket.

It was a little past two in the afternoon, and the supermarket wasn't crowded. Qinghua pushed the shopping cart, following Fanglan, and noticed she went straight to the bedding section. "Mom, why are you buying a blanket?" Qinghua couldn't help but ask, seeing Fanglan picking out blankets.

"We're going camping tonight," Fanglan whispered in Qinghua's ear. Qinghua was thrilled. The first thing Fanglan thought of after picking up the car was going to have sex with him in the car, and even sleep outside! If there weren't two sales clerks in the aisle, Qinghua would have loved to hug Fanglan and kiss her passionately. How could he not have thought of something so romantic and exciting?

Fanglan casually picked out a blanket and put it in the shopping cart, then led Qinghua to the blanket shelf in the middle. A blanket was prominently displayed on the shelf, and the sales clerk who had been chatting with someone saw Fanglan and Qinghua stop in front of it and immediately went over.

"This is the latest super soft jacquard cashmere blanket this year. You two have excellent taste, taking a liking to this blanket at first sight. It's currently discounted, so buying it now is a great deal." Is a

68% discount really that good? 18800, even with a 68% discount, it's still about 13000. Is it only discounted because nobody's buying it? Qinghua has been with Fang Lan for over half a year and has never seen a cashmere blanket in Fang Lan's home. Clearly, Fang Lan still prefers pure cotton products. I wonder why Fang Lan chose this cashmere blanket. Is it just because the pattern is pretty?

Fang Lan was indeed attracted to the pattern, and said with some regret, "Cashmere is soft, but it feels a bit prickly."

The salesperson, finally seeing that someone was interested in the blanket, and judging from Fang Lan and Qinghua's attire, assumed they were people with purchasing power, so she enthusiastically recommended the blanket to them. "This blanket is an super soft blanket produced using the latest technology. It's soft and smooth to the touch, without the prickly feeling of ordinary blankets. You two can touch it and feel it if you're interested."

Such high-end goods didn't have samples on the shelves. The salesperson nervously opened the packaging of a blanket. Fang Lan touched it, then asked Qinghua to try it out. Qinghua touched it; the blanket felt soft and smooth, like Fang Lan's skin after a bath. The saying "you get what you pay for" held some truth.

"This blanket is made of pure cashmere, using all-natural plant dyes. It won't fade and won't irritate your skin. Plus, buying this blanket comes with a free quilt from the same brand, with your choice of pattern. If you buy this blanket, you don't need to buy the quilt you chose." Seeing the two remain silent, the salesperson continued to promote the blanket.

Fang Lan hesitated because she hadn't decided which pattern to buy; she preferred coffee-colored, while Qinghua stared at the red blanket. Fang Lan, of course, didn't know that Qinghua was imagining the three Fang family women lying on a red leather round bed, the fiery red blanket contrasting with their snow-white bodies—a sight that stirred excitement within her. If it were placed along the new Qin River, it would definitely have a more charming feel.

"Yulong, what color do you like?"

"Red." The sales clerk was unpacking the red blanket, and Qinghua kept stroking it.

Fang Lan thought for a moment and told the sales clerk she wanted both. The sales clerk's mind went blank when she heard Fang Lan say she wanted both. After confirming Fang Lan wanted two, the sales clerk suppressed her excitement and led Fang Lan and Qinghua to the cashier. Even in a supermarket, such expensive items require prepayment.

"We only need one blanket. Can we exchange the other one for something else?" Fang Lan was a businesswoman; she didn't hesitate to buy what she wanted, but she would haggle over what she didn't want. Because she hadn't used cashmere blankets before, buying several now didn't matter; she needed them for home anyway. She only wanted one new blanket for camping, since she already had many at home.

"You two go to the cashier first, I'll go ask." The sales clerk couldn't decide and needed to consult her supervisor. A moment later, the sales clerk returned with a 500 yuan supermarket gift card for Qinghua, remarking that his girlfriend was quite thrifty. Qinghua was wearing a black suit, looking somewhat mature, while Fang Lan wore stylish sunglasses, a light blue belted dress, and a beige coat, appearing quite youthful. Since they were buying bedding together, the sales clerk naturally assumed they were a couple.

The clerk was referring to Fang Lan's choice of a free gift instead of a blanket. Qinghua misunderstood the clerk's meaning, finding it somewhat hypocritical—spending over 20,000 yuan on two blankets and calling it thrifty? However, the clerk's assumption of a couple pleased both Qinghua and Fang Lan, especially Fang Lan, who left the bedding section with a smile.

"Maybe I should call you Xiao Lan outside,"

Fang Lan said, rolling her eyes at Qinghua. "No, calling me Sister Lan is more appropriate."

The two then bought other items in the supermarket, items that greatly surprised Qinghua. Qinghua could understand buying quilts and blankets, but Fang Lan had also bought a huge three-liter stainless steel thermos and a kettle. And that wasn't all; after leaving the supermarket, Fang Lan had Qinghua buy two large bottles of purified water from the water dispenser. Qinghua asked Fang Lan what she needed these things for, and Fang Lan said she'd be sleeping on the dock that night and would need water for washing. Qinghua said, "How are we going to boil water without a stove? Are we going to buy a furnace?" Fang Lan told Qinghua that there was an old tin stove in the dock's small warehouse, left over from the dockworkers' winter heating, and there were still some coal piled up there. Qinghua had been to the dock for driving lessons many times but had never been inside the small warehouse, so of course she didn't know there was a stove there.

The moonlight was radiant. From the car parked by the Xinqin River, the moans and gasps of a man and woman could be heard intermittently; the lonely car trembled like a wandering traveler in the bleak autumn wind. After an unknown amount of time, the groans stopped, the car ceased its shaking, and all around was silent, save for the gentle lapping of the Xinqin River in the autumn breeze.

Under the red blanket, Fang Lan lay naked in Qinghua's arms, the powerful businesswoman now a gentle, tender wife. Although each climax left them both with a sense of guilt, it couldn't stop them from their next encounter.

"Was it comfortable?" Fang Lan turned to her side, one of her snow-white thighs peeking out from under the blanket and resting on Qinghua's leg. A delicate hand gently stroked Qinghua's forehead, where beads of sweat glistened. Even with the sunroof open, their recent passionate encounter had left them both feeling a certain heat.

"Hmm, it's just that the top feels a bit low, and the bottom isn't soft enough, but this blanket is really comfortable to sleep on."

Qinghua embraced the young woman's body, one hand caressing her full, soft breasts under the blanket.

"Sister Lan, you've been unhappy these past few days. Are you still angry about Xingda's matter? It's all in the past now, and we didn't suffer any losses anyway, so don't be angry."

"It's not what you think. If it were just those small benefits Zheng Mingyuan promised, I wouldn't care if they disappeared. But this matter is extremely detrimental to the old man. He's at a crucial moment. Although that article didn't explicitly name our company, it implied that our Dongfang Company was the mastermind behind it all. If the higher-ups find out, what will they think of the old man? Being accused of abusing power for personal gain at this time would be fatal. It will be extremely difficult for him to advance further. It's my fault for being careless; I didn't get the benefit I wanted and ended up with a lot of trouble."

"Who leaked this information? Could it be Zheng Mingyuan? What benefit would that bring him?"

"Who else could it be? With such an obvious motive, who else but someone from Zhang's side would dare offend the old man at this time? Han Shuhua's information is that Mayor Xu Haibo of Y City is behind it; he's Zhang Weijun's man."

"Did the old man call you in for a lecture about this?"

"No, he just told me to be more careful in the future, so that no one can find fault with me again."

"If you ask me, it doesn't matter if the old man retires. Anyway, our family has enough money to last several generations." Qinghua remembered what Fang Lan had said to Fang Daming when he first arrived at the Fang family, and he used it to comfort Fang Lan. Fang Lan laughed, "Silly boy, who would complain about having too much money?"

Seeing Fang Lan's somewhat helpless smile, Qinghua reached between the young woman's legs and touched her soft labia. At this moment, only endless indulgence could bring Fang Lan pleasure. Soon, their desire surged again, and their breathing became rapid. Fang Lan's honey hole became slippery again under Qinghua's caresses. Qinghua had Fang Lan turn to the side with her back to him and entered the young woman's body from behind. That warmth enveloped him again, like the daytime sun.

"Sister Lan, do you think 'ml' is an abbreviation for 'foreigners having sex'? It's perfect for this car model. We can go wherever we want to do it."

Fang Lan paused, then asked, "You know English now?"

"I saw it online the other day. Someone asked what 'ml' meant. Someone replied that 'ml' means milliliters and told the poster to study it. Then someone else replied that the person on the second floor was just showing off and should be careful not to get struck by lightning. Everyone knows 'ml' means sex."

Fang Lan giggled, "Xiao Long, how did you think of that? According to you, does that mean we have to do it more than 500 times in the car?"

"Hmm... I think it should be more than 500 times each time. We definitely did more than 500 times just now." "

You little rascal, do you want us to do it again? You count?"

"Okay..."

"Did you count?" "

I stopped counting after 500. You were too tight, I forgot."

Fang Lan laughed again. The two of them lay back in the car, looking at the stars through the sunroof.

"It's so beautiful. It's a pity it's at the dock; it would be even better if it were on Changtai Mountain or Jinhua Mountain. The best time to go to Cherry Blossom Valley is in April. Sister Lan, shall we go to the mountain next time?"

"No way!" Fang Lan dared to bring Qinghua to the dock for the night because it was deserted; she wouldn't dare go to Changtai Mountain or Jinhua Mountain. Qinghua knew Fang Lan's concerns; this deserted old dock was the only place she was willing to have sex in the open. The mother and son talked in the car. Fang Lan told Qinghua about school. Qinghua was the only son in the Fang family, so she couldn't be illiterate. Even without studying abroad, a domestic university degree was still necessary. Fang Lan's idea was for Qinghua to gain experience in society for a year before entering school. With Fang Daming around, even if Qinghua had no foundation, she could still get a university degree. Fang Lan planned to find someone to tutor Qinghua in English so that she could better adapt to university life. Qinghua didn't refuse Fang Lan's suggestion. Seeing that Qinghua readily agreed, Fang Lan gave her a passionate kiss. The two caressed each other until they finally fell into a deep sleep late at night.

The chirping of sparrows in the branches woke the sleeping couple. The nighttime temperature was only around ten degrees Celsius, and with the sunroof only half-closed, the car was quite cold, so the two huddled tightly together under the covers. Qinghua checked the time; it was only a little past six-thirty.

"Sister Lan, you can sleep a little longer. I'll go check if there are any embers in the tin stove."

"Can you start a fire by yourself?"

"Of course I can! I was the one who started the fire yesterday." The two had arrived at the dock before dark yesterday and tried to start a fire in the small warehouse. Fang Lan had never started a stove before; she lit some dry grass and put coal in, but the fire went out quickly. Finally, Qinghua found some small pieces of wood stained with oil and put them in the stove to get the fire going.

"You got lucky, and now you're all smug about it."

Qinghua laughed as she sat up and pulled the covers over Fang Lan again. "Put on some clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold." Fang Lan grabbed the covers with both hands and wrapped them around Qinghua's chest and abdomen. After Qinghua got dressed, Fang Lan wrapped herself in the blanket and lay down again.

Half an hour later, Qinghua filled a thermos halfway with hot water to wash Fang Lan's face. By then, Fang Lan was already dressed and sitting in the car watching Qinghua, feeling a warm glow in her heart. Seeing Fang Lan staring at him blankly, Qinghua asked if she was still thinking about Y City. Fang Lan shook her head and said no, then lightly kissed Qinghua on the cheek before washing her face with warm water in a basin. Afterward, the two chatted in the car. Qinghua asked about Fang Daming's situation and how many rivals he had in the province.

Fang Lan was somewhat surprised and turned to look at Qinghua. Since her son had grown up, he had never asked about the old man.

"Xiaolong, why did you think of asking this?"

"Hearing you talk about what happened in Y City, I feel like Grandpa's position is quite precarious. I wanted to ask who his rivals are, so we know who we should avoid offending in the future, at least not causing him trouble."

"If we're talking about people who secretly resent Grandpa, there are plenty in the entire Dongjiang Province. But if we're talking about his real rivals, besides that guy surnamed Zhang, there's no one else in Dongjiang Province. Maybe some people in the central ministries are eyeing the position of Dongjiang Provincial Party Secretary, but those people are too far away."

"Aren't there anyone else in the province?"

"Others? Even if Grandpa makes way for them, they're not qualified to sit on the provincial party secretary's throne."

"Has the incident in Y City had a big impact on Grandpa?"

"The old man didn't say, but judging from his tone, some people at higher levels already know about this, so it's probably not a big problem. The Zhang guy has connections, and the old man also has supporters. After all, it wasn't easy for the old man to get to this position; he's accomplished quite a bit in Dongjiang over the past ten years, and the higher-ups won't easily abandon him.

" "Since the old man has made significant contributions to Dongjiang's development over the past ten years, what ability does the Zhang guy have to compete for his position? In terms of seniority, he's far inferior to the old man ."

"You don't understand. Five years ago, the Zhang guy had the opportunity to become the youngest ministerial-level official in H province, but he insisted on being transferred to Dongjiang as deputy secretary, wasting those five years. If the old man can't take the position, the higher-ups will definitely make up for it by putting the Zhang guy in the position; the Zhang guy has considerable backing. Of course, the old man won't lose to him so easily."

Could the Zhang guy be the person behind Zhao Ting? Qinghua had some suspicions, but didn't have enough evidence. Jiang Xueqing's information about Zhao Ting's social connections had nothing to do with the Zhang man. Furthermore, the two were of vastly different social standing, making it impossible for them to have any connection.

Fang Lan, unaware of Qinghua's thoughts, asked him why he had thought of asking her these questions today, seeing his silence. "Sister Lan, since the Zhang man is resorting to these underhanded tactics, why can't we retaliate in kind? We can also find fault with him." "
If

the Zhang man were so easily brought down, he wouldn't have climbed to this position. Xiaolong, don't worry about the old man's affairs. Just focus on Dai Cheng's business dealings now. Learn from him; that kid is very good at handling people. However, one thing: go to nightclubs less often. It's fine to socialize occasionally, but don't linger in those places. The most important thing is to be careful." Qinghua thought that Fang Lan was quite open-minded in this regard, only telling him to restrain himself, not forbidding him from going to nightclubs.

Since learning that Zhao Ting and Dai Cheng were in the same circle, Qinghua often went out with Dai Cheng. While with Dai Cheng, Qinghua made many new friends. These friends were very outgoing, frequently partying and going to nightclubs, which broadened Qinghua's horizons. In the past month, Qinghua had only seen Zhao Ting once, and since the two didn't know each other, they hadn't had much of a chance to speak. This time, the dinner was held at a well-known high-end club in Lingjiang, hosted by a man named Feng Ping. Qinghua hadn't asked about Feng Ping's background, but he could guess that he was a rich kid from Lingjiang. He ran an engineering company, but it was just a shell; he would take on projects and subcontract them to others, pocketing the profits. This time, Dai Cheng and Feng Ping had teamed up to lobby for the renovation project of the Xinwu District commercial street. After Feng Ping secured the project, the marble and granite needed for the project were supplied by Longhui Company.

Half a month ago, after Qinghua received the painting from Fang Lan, the three of them invited Wu Zhongxing, the head of Xinwu District, to dinner. Qinghua gave the painting to Wu Zhongxing, saying that Wu Zhongxing was a refined person, and only a refined object like a traditional Chinese painting was worthy of him. At first, Wu Zhongxing was somewhat puzzled. He knew nothing about art appreciation, so where did these three young men hear that he had such a refined hobby? After Qinghua explained, Wu Zhongxing understood and accepted the painting, "Cherry Blossoms." Although the painting would only bring him a profit of a little over 200,000 yuan, there would be many opportunities for future contact, and the other party was a sensible person who would certainly not skimp on his benefits. Just the day before yesterday, Fengping's company successfully won the commercial street renovation project.

Before the project was handed over, Fengping had to advance a portion of the funds. For someone accustomed to getting something for nothing, he had to find a bank to lend him the money. The guests he invited this time were from the bank. Perhaps because they were acquainted, he directly invited them to a club, instead of the more formal dinner he had invited Wu Zhongxing to. At the club, Qinghua saw Zhao Ting again. Qinghua was taken aback. Although he hoped to make contact with Zhao Ting soon, he didn't expect Fengping to invite Zhao Ting to this dinner. Jiang Xueqing said that Zhao Ting, due to his involvement in the Deng Feng case, had been demoted from a powerful section chief to the manager of the Chen Hall. Why would Feng Ping still invite Zhao Ting?

"Brother Dai, Brother Fang, you two are late! You'd better drink a penalty shot!" Feng Ping's shout interrupted Qinghua's doubts. Qinghua and Dai Cheng didn't refuse and drank a glass of wine as soon as they sat down on the sofa. Qinghua put down his glass and glanced at the man next to Zhao Ting. He was in his forties, of medium build, and presumably the person Feng Ping had invited.

According to Feng Ping, the man in his forties was surnamed Feng and was a section chief at the bank. Feng Ping needed his approval for the loan. Dai Cheng must know the man surnamed Feng. He said to Qinghua, "Yulong, we've kept Section Chief Feng waiting for so long, we should toast him first." The two of them toasted the man surnamed Feng together. After toasting the man surnamed Feng, they couldn't forget Zhao Ting. In this way, Qinghua, under the guise of Fang Yulong, met Zhao Ting. Just as

the group was having a lively time, the door to the private room opened, and a row of women entered. It was already late autumn in Lingjiang in November, but the women in this line were wearing gauze skirts, their underwear barely visible underneath. When Section Chief Feng saw these women enter, his eyes lit up, as if he wanted to devour them all. He was clearly a lecherous glutton; no wonder Feng Ping had invited him to a place like this.

Five men left behind six women, because the man surnamed Feng had taken two. Qinghua chose a girl who looked rather naive, though whether she was truly naive, Qinghua didn't know. His attention was entirely on Zhao Ting, who had chosen a tall girl, putting one arm around her and pressing his hand against her chest. Although not as lecherous as Section Chief Feng, he was still quite experienced. Section Chief Feng

groped her, and the two women swayed in response, making Section Chief Feng wish he could strip them naked right there in the private room. "I'm getting old, my alcohol tolerance is getting worse, I get dizzy after a few drinks, I can't compare to you young people,"

Feng Ping laughed. "If Brother Feng feels dizzy, you can go upstairs to rest, the club has special rooms for guests. A night's rest will make you feel refreshed." Section Chief

Feng naturally didn't refuse, and it was unclear whether he was supporting the two women or the two women were supporting him, but the three of them left the private room. Zhao Ting, with the woman beside him, glanced at Section Chief Feng as he left. Seeing Zhao Ting's appearance, Feng Ping said to him, "This guy's old but still young at heart. I heard he was punished at head office for having an ambiguous relationship with a female subordinate, and he still has the same taste. It just goes to show, 'It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature.'"

The man surnamed Feng had replaced Zhao Ting in his original position, which was a demotion for him. Zhao Ting lost his section chief position because of Deng Feng's case, so he didn't hold a grudge against Feng. Besides, he had many connections with Feng Ping and Dai Cheng's circle, and Feng Ping had known Feng for a long time, so when Feng Ping invited him and Feng to come, he did. However, seeing Feng's appearance made Zhao Ting feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Dai Cheng also said, "With Brother Zhao's abilities, he'll soon make a comeback, and then we'll have to rely on him."

"Rely on me my foot! Longhui Company is rich and powerful; you just need to sit under its big tree and enjoy the shade. Only a bachelor like me needs Brother Zhao's help," Feng Ping muttered. Although Dai Cheng was just a salesman, he easily secured business thanks to Longhui Company's reputation and his own connections, and the commissions from Longhui Company were substantial. For example, in the commercial street renovation project, the estimated profit margin on the supplied stone was 30%, and Dai Cheng would receive 30% of that. With a total contract value of 20 million, Dai Cheng would earn 1.5 million. Feng Ping only earned the subcontracting fee; almost all the profit from the materials went to Longhui Company. Of course, Feng Ping wasn't dissatisfied. Wu Zhongxing had given them the project because of Longhui Company; he wouldn't have been able to get it on his own.

"Finding a good location again won't be easy. That old man Deng Feng has caused too much trouble," Zhao Ting said, leaning back on the sofa, the woman beside him also leaning against him.

"What Deng Feng did has little to do with you. Your uncle is protecting you, so what are you worried about? I'm sure that once people forget about Deng Feng, Brother Zhao will definitely rise through the ranks. Your uncle is a classmate of Secretary Zhang of the Provincial Party Committee, and I heard that Brother Zhao has a good relationship with Young Master Zhang. With such a powerful backer, how could you not have a chance to succeed?"

Feng Ping's words gave Qinghua a jolt. After talking with Fang Lan that day, Qinghua had carefully studied Zhao Ting's social connections, but still had no clue. Now, hearing Feng Ping's words, Qinghua felt a sense of sudden enlightenment. Jiang Xueqing's abilities were also limited; she couldn't find out the relationship between Zhao Ting's uncle and Zhang Weijun, so naturally she couldn't tell Qinghua. Could it really be related to someone surnamed Zhang? Qinghua then turned her gaze to Zhao Ting's face. Zhao Ting said that his relationship with Young Master Zhang wasn't deep; they were just acquaintances. Feng Ping asked again, "Young Master Zhang is getting married early next month. Has Brother Zhao been invited to the banquet?"

"My uncle told me. He took me to meet some elders that day. Is Young Master Feng going too?" Feng Ping nodded, saying he had some relatives with the bride's family. Qinghua's gaze shifted from Zhao Ting's face, but he made a decision in his heart: he would follow Zhao Ting to see who he usually associated with.

The next day after work, Qinghua rented a Volkswagen Santana and parked it in the alley opposite the bank, watching the bank. After work, Zhao Ting drove out of the bank, and Qinghua followed him. Unexpectedly, Zhao Ting drove to the police station and parked his car in the parking lot outside the station. A little while later, a policewoman came out of the station and walked to Zhao Ting's side. Jiang Xueqing

was not tall, but she had a good figure, and she looked graceful in her police uniform. Qinghua felt a little uncomfortable seeing Jiang Xueqing with Zhao Ting, even though Jiang Xueqing had said that she and Zhao Ting were just ordinary friends. Jiang Xueqing was talking to Zhao Ting, but Qinghua couldn't hear her. He just watched her from afar, thinking about that summer.

Back then, Qinghua was very innocent, his understanding of matters between men and women still limited to instinctive impulses. When he impulsively hugged Jiang Xueqing, he was somewhat at a loss. Although Jiang Xueqing was still a virgin then, she was much more mature than Qinghua; she was the one who guided him into her body. Thinking of this, Zhao Ting felt a surge of heat. Qinghua repeatedly told himself that he was no longer the same Qinghua, and that his relationship with Jiang Xueqing was just that of ordinary friends; he shouldn't have any improper thoughts about her.

To Qinghua's surprise, Jiang Xueqing didn't get into Zhao Ting's car. After exchanging a few words, Zhao Ting drove away. Qinghua didn't follow Zhao Ting; inexplicably, he drove up to Jiang Xueqing, who was about to enter the police station.

"Fang Yulong? How come it's you?" Jiang Xueqing was surprised to see an old Volkswagen Santana parked beside her, and couldn't help but ask after seeing Qinghua inside.

"I was just passing by and saw you talking to Zhao Ting, so I came over to say hello. What did Zhao Ting want with you?"

"Nothing much, he wanted to invite me to dinner, but I already have plans tonight." At this point, Jiang Xueqing lowered her voice and asked, "Were you following him?"

"No, it was just a coincidence that we bumped into each other today. Do you really have plans tonight? I was thinking of inviting you to dinner too." Qinghua thought Jiang Xueqing was making an excuse to refuse Zhao Ting, but it turned out Jiang Xueqing had plans with several colleagues.

"Sister Jiang, you came out so quickly, so you had plans with your boyfriend? Maybe you should call it a night." A policewoman saw Jiang Xueqing talking to someone and assumed Qinghua was the man who had asked Jiang Xueqing to come out first.

“Xiao Lan, this is Fang Yulong, just a friend who happened to be passing by.”

“Hello, I’m Mei Lan, from the same team as Sister Jiang.” The young policewoman Mei Lan shook hands with Qing Hua, who was sitting in the car, without showing any disrespect for Qing Hua because of his beat-up car.

“Hello, Officer Mei.” Qing Hua gently shook the young policewoman’s hand. “What officer? I’m just a regular police officer. Just call me Mei Lan.” The young policewoman seemed a bit carefree, but easy to get along with. Qing Hua knew that Jiang Xueqing didn’t have a car yet, and wondered if the young policewoman did, but it seemed highly unlikely. “Where are you two going? How about I give you a ride? As long as you don’t mind this car being cheap.”

“This…won’t that bother you?” Jiang Xueqing hesitated.

“I’m fine, you can get in.”

Hearing Qing Hua say this, Jiang Xueqing didn’t refuse his offer. The young policewoman didn’t stand on ceremony, getting into the car before Jiang Xueqing, saying that she didn’t have to take the bus today. "Fang Yulong, are you really just Jiang Jie's ordinary friend?" Mei Lan, who had only recently entered the workforce, was still quite young at work, and now seemed even more lively.

"Yes, Jiang Jie helped me a little not long ago, and I haven't had a chance to thank her yet. I happened to run into her today and wanted to treat her to dinner, but I didn't expect you colleagues had already made plans for a get-together." Jiang Xueqing knew Qinghua was referring to her helping him investigate Zhao Ting's information, so she tacitly agreed and remained silent.

"It's nothing big, just a small gathering of colleagues organized by our team leader. It'll probably be over in no time. Fang Yulong, if you really want to treat Jiang Jie, why don't you take her to karaoke tonight? I can also benefit from it." Jiang Xueqing didn't say much, but the young policewoman started chatting with Qinghua.

"Sure, which restaurant are you having dinner at? I'll eat there too, and then we can go karaoke together."

"Fang Yulong, where do you work? Is this car yours?" The policewoman was curious about Qinghua. She had a feeling that this young man and Jiang Xueqing weren't what they said. Even if they weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, they weren't just ordinary friends.

"I work for a company doing sales. This car is borrowed temporarily."

"I was wondering why. Nowadays, very few people buy this kind of car for transportation. You don't seem like the kind of old-fashioned person who would buy a used car like this." The policewoman was quite talkative, making the journey less dull. When they arrived, Qinghua learned that the policewoman and Jiang Xueqing shared an apartment. It was a small apartment of about 60 square meters, with two bedrooms, a small living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom—a very compact layout.

Soon, Jiang Xueqing changed her clothes and came out, sitting next to Qinghua. "How's the investigation going? Any progress?" Because she was inside, Jiang Xueqing was only wearing a thin red sweater, without a coat. Her full breasts were like flower buds covered in morning dew, ready to bloom at any moment. This involuntarily reminded Qinghua of that summer, the scene of his trembling hand pressing against Jiang Xueqing's chest when she was still a young girl, a time when Jiang Xueqing had already fully developed. Qinghua took a deep breath before slowly saying, "It's not that fast. My current partner is very familiar with his circle of friends, and I often go out with them. I've only met him twice, and we officially got to know each other last night. It seems he's still pursuing you relentlessly?"

"There's no possibility between us." Jiang Xueqing changed the subject, asking about Qinghua's work. Last time, Qinghua told her he was doing odd jobs in the office, so how did he become a salesman?

"Doing sales outside helps me meet more people, and I'm thinking of starting my own small business." Jiang Xueqing didn't doubt Qinghua's explanation at all.

"What are you two talking about?" The policewoman came out after changing her clothes and saw Qinghua and Jiang Xueqing sitting in the small living room talking quietly, assuming they were having a private conversation. The young policewoman was slightly taller than Jiang Xueqing, with a slender figure and a youthful appearance. In civilian clothes, she lost some of her dashing, heroic air. Qinghua felt herself becoming wicked, constantly imagining the two women in police uniforms.

"I was asking Fang Yulong if he had any suitable colleagues to introduce to you," Jiang Xueqing often teased by the young policewoman, and today she teased her back.

"Why look for other colleagues? He's tall and handsome, and I've got my eye on him. Sister Jiang, how about we discuss it, and you can let me have him?" The young policewoman retorted, again drawing Qinghua into the conversation. Qinghua broke out in a cold sweat; this young policewoman, seemingly carefree, was not someone to be trifled with.

The three sat in the small living room for a while before setting off. The place where Jiang Xueqing's colleagues were having their dinner was a small restaurant. They ran into Jiang Xueqing's team leader as soon as they arrived at the entrance. Jiang Xueqing's team had nine colleagues, and this team leader was a leader in a way. After Jiang Xueqing's introduction, Qinghua politely greeted him.

"Fang Yulong is Sister Jiang's friend. He came here specifically to comfort her. We're going to sing karaoke tonight, does Team Leader Chen want to come along?" Qinghua had originally come to have dinner alone, but after the policewoman's suggestion, she had no choice but to join Jiang Xueqing's colleagues. However, the policewoman's words made Qinghua feel that this dinner with Jiang Xueqing's colleagues had a special meaning, because the policewoman mentioned comforting Jiang Xueqing. Could it be that Jiang Xueqing had encountered some injustice at the station?

"I won't interfere in your young people's affairs. Have fun tonight." Team Leader Chen Fang nodded to Qinghua and went into the small private room first.

"Why do you say that? Am I a stranger and not afraid of disturbing your gathering?" Qinghua gently tugged at the policewoman's sleeve.

“What does it matter? Everyone’s chipping in for dinner, it’s not like you’re taking advantage. Besides, tonight’s gathering is about Sister Jiang’s matter. You’re Sister Jiang’s friend, how can you be considered an outsider?” Qinghua finally understood; Jiang Xueqing had indeed run into some trouble. He turned to Jiang Xueqing with an inquiring look. Jiang Xueqing said, “Don’t listen to Xiaolan’s nonsense, it’s just a get-together, nothing more.”

Jiang Xueqing’s other seven colleagues were already in the small private room. When Qinghua and his two companions entered, they filled a table—seven men and three women. Qinghua sat next to Jiang Xueqing and listened to the conversation. It didn’t take long for him to understand what was going on. This matter was closely related to Jiang Xueqing. The bureau was forming a new criminal investigation technical team, and Jiang Xueqing had originally been recommended and assessed to be transferred to the new team as deputy team leader. However, in recent days, rumors had circulated that Jiang Xueqing’s position had been taken by a female police officer from the branch office. In recent days, the team had been discussing this matter a lot, which was why Chen Fang thought of the gathering tonight to bring it up. On the surface, it was just that Jiang Xueqing hadn't been promoted to deputy leader of the new team, but it affected the interests of others. Although Jiang Xueqing was just an ordinary member of the team, the rank allocation for each team was regulated, like a radish in a hole. Jiang Xueqing's rank in the team was second only to Chen Fang and the deputy leader. If she were transferred to the new team as deputy leader, she herself could get a promotion, and the vacancy she left would allow someone else to get promoted. Now that she couldn't leave, the hope of promotion for others was naturally gone, so the atmosphere in the team hadn't been very good these past two days.

"Let's not discuss the new team too much. As the leader of our team, I also hope that my team members can have more room for development. But since the leadership has made a new decision, as subordinates, we can only obey and execute it. Xiao Jiang, don't be discouraged. When I was your age, I was just an ordinary police officer. I missed this opportunity, but there will be other opportunities in the future." As the team leader, Chen Fang certainly didn't want to see her subordinates being emotional at work, so she took the opportunity of the gathering to communicate with the team members.

Chen Fang's words reminded Qinghua of things that happened in the military camp. Although Chen Fang was trying to comfort Jiang Xueqing, Qinghua found her words hypocritical. Qinghua glanced at Jiang Xueqing beside her; the pretty policewoman had her head slightly lowered, as if listening to her superior, but she probably wasn't feeling comfortable either. Qinghua looked around; everyone's expressions were different. It seemed not everyone was unhappy with Jiang Xueqing's situation; some were even gloating.

Just as the young policewoman Meilan had said, this meeting-like dinner didn't last long. After the dinner, Qinghua took Jiang Xueqing and the young policewoman to karaoke. Two unmarried colleagues, hearing there was a free karaoke place, shamelessly followed. It was likely one of them was secretly pursuing the young policewoman or Jiang Xueqing, or perhaps they were resentful seeing Qinghua with two policewomen and deliberately caused trouble.

At the karaoke bar, the young policewoman was still talking about Jiang Xueqing with the two male colleagues. Perhaps because their superior wasn't around, the three of them spoke freely, pouring out all their grievances. A male colleague said, "I heard that Cheng Yue is a notorious social butterfly at the Gulou branch. She only has a vocational high school diploma and started as a temporary typist when she first joined the branch. I never expected her to be here as a deputy team leader. Isn't this ridiculous? We're the technical department here, what does she know?"

People are often transferred from other branches to the police station. After Cheng Yue's name spread, some people immediately inquired with her former colleagues at the Gulou branch and quickly learned about her background. "She knows things you don't, that's why she got promoted so quickly," another male colleague said to his companion in a suggestive tone. The policewoman rolled her eyes at him, and he chuckled, "Little Lanlan, if you were a little more ambitious, you might climb even faster than Cheng Yue."

"Go to hell!" The policewoman pinched the male colleague hard, but he just laughed.

Qinghua asked Jiang Xueqing who Cheng Yue was and how she was so capable of taking her deputy team leader position. “A policewoman from the Gulou branch, the woman who sat diagonally across from me at Ye Weiyang last time.”

“Oh…” Qinghua already had a feeling something was off; there was definitely something fishy going on. The young policewoman, with sharp ears, heard Jiang Xueqing mention “Ye Weiyang” and turned to ask, “Sister Jiang, you actually went to Ye Weiyang with Fang Yulong without taking me.” Jiang Xueqing quickly denied it, saying that she and Qinghua had just bumped into each other by chance.

“Fang Yulong, are you trying to pursue our Xueqing? That’s going to be difficult. I heard a bank manager has been trying to ask Xueqing out a lot lately but hasn’t succeeded. You probably have no chance.” A male colleague, regardless of whether Qinghua was pursuing Jiang Xueqing, poured cold water on Qinghua’s hopes. What he said made some sense; Jiang Xueqing didn’t even like the bank manager, why would she like someone driving a beat-up Santana?

Qinghua didn't say much, only smiling and saying, "Jiang-jie and I are just ordinary friends." The implication was that there was a possibility of further development. This made Jiang Xueqing's heart skip a beat. She didn't know if the man beside her was just competing with her colleague or if he genuinely intended to pursue her. The two men weren't giving up, continuing to press Qinghua for details. Qinghua didn't hide anything, saying his father had died early, his mother ran a small business, and he was currently out doing sales, wanting to start his own small business but unable to find a good project.

Jiang Xueqing felt somewhat embarrassed. Although she and Qinghua knew each other, they never discussed their family situations when they met. She hadn't expected Qinghua to spill everything under the questioning of her two male colleagues. After clarifying these matters, the two male colleagues stopped asking. In their view, Qinghua drove an old Santana, and his mother's business was small enough that she might just be running a street stall.

The young policewoman, however, became enthusiastic when Qinghua said he wanted to start his own business. She too had been fooled by Qinghua's old Santana, assuming he came from an ordinary family. “Fang Yulong, you've been working outside, you must know a lot of people. Do you know anyone at the port? I have a cousin who collects used containers at the port, and he's doing quite well.”

“Collecting used containers? Can you make money?”

“Probably. My cousin even bought a Toyota Reiz. I heard that many containers from overseas are discarded at the port, so they're bought very cheaply. If you know people at the port, you might be able to make even more.”

Qinghua didn't really want to start his own business; he just wanted some relative independence. The policewoman's words gave him a glimmer of hope. Although it would be laughable for him, Fang Lan's only son, to go into the used container business, he had no business experience. Fang Lan suggesting he use this kind of business to hone his skills was a viable option, even if he lost money, it wouldn't be much.

The group spent the night at the karaoke bar until after ten o'clock, and Qinghua was responsible for taking the two women home. All the way, Jiang Xueqing silently watched Qinghua driving. Although she wanted to ask him what he meant by that sentence, and also wanted to apologize to Qinghua for the rudeness of her two male colleagues, Meilan was sitting next to her, so she didn't dare. Meilan was also very excited, telling Qinghua to come visit Jiang Xueqing whenever he had time, and to bring her along as well. Obviously, the policewoman didn't believe that Jiang Xueqing and Qinghua were just ordinary friends, especially after hearing Jiang Xueqing say that she and Qinghua had gone to the "Night at Weiyang" together. "Xiaolan, don't talk nonsense." Jiang Xueqing blushed and secretly glanced at Qinghua, but the light was too dim to see the expression on the man's face.

Back in the shared apartment, Jiang Xueqing said to the policewoman with a serious face, "Xiaolan, don't play matchmaker. Fang Yulong and I are really just ordinary friends. It'll be so awkward for us to see each other in the future."

"I didn't play matchmaker. Look, he's still here." The policewoman stood by the window and noticed that Qinghua's car was still parked downstairs. Jiang Xueqing walked to the window and, sure enough, saw the Santana still parked downstairs. The man inside was lighting a cigarette; from upstairs, he was just a red dot. "He's smoking, it's none of my business," Jiang Xueqing rolled her eyes at the policewoman before returning to her room. Her heart was pounding; could that guy really be interested in her?

Qinghua watched Jiang Xueqing and the policewoman disappear into the stairwell, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and slowly exhaled smoke. Ever since that unexpected encounter with Jiang Xueqing at the movie theater, her image had lingered in his mind, as if he had become the old Qinghua again, the Qinghua who couldn't forget Jiang Xueqing. But was there still a possibility between them?

On Changtai Mountain, Qinghua and Jiang Xueqing walked along the mountain path into the depths of the forest. The trees were tall and lush, very quiet. The man held the woman's slender waist, gently caressing her body. They kissed and caressed, their movements becoming increasingly wild. Suddenly, the man looked up, and the woods beside him transformed into a cliff. A woman was being pushed off the cliff by another man. Qinghua stared blankly at the woman; it was his sister. Qinghua only heard his sister calling his name, the figure growing smaller and smaller, more and more blurred…

Qinghua sat up abruptly, gasping for breath. Why did he have such a dream? Was it because he had met Jiang Xueqing tonight? Was his sister's spirit in heaven blaming him for forgetting to follow Zhao Ting because of his date with Jiang Xueqing, for not wanting to avenge his sister?

Qinghua felt a tightness in his chest, and he pinched his scalp hard, suddenly realizing that he was incredibly hard down there, as if blood was about to rush out, a throbbing pain. Qinghua checked the time; it was only three in the morning, the time when others were having sweet dreams. He got out of bed and crept into Xia Zhuyi's room.

Today was the day Fang Lan had decreed Qinghua should abstain from sex, and Xia Zhuyi wasn't wearing sexy lingerie to await a man's favor. When Qinghua crept in, Xia Zhuyi was fast asleep. Since moving to the lakeside villa, although Fang Lan restricted the beautiful woman from constantly pestering Qinghua, Qinghua still took every opportunity to torment her. Compared to Fang Daming's occasional visits to her in the provincial government compound, Xia Zhuyi was enjoying a blissful sexual life. It could be said that since moving here, Xia Zhuyi rarely had erotic dreams. But tonight, Xia Zhuyi had another dream. In her dream, she was lying in a rocking chair, surrounded by a small garden, just like in erotic paintings. A man was painting her, but she couldn't see him clearly. He looked like Chen An, or perhaps her nemesis. The man wasn't satisfied with her pose and came over to correct her posture, touching her buttocks and even placing his hand between her legs. Xia Zhuyi twisted her body, seemingly resisting but actually welcoming. Suddenly, Xia Zhuyi woke up with a start, because someone was indeed touching her private parts. Although Qinghua hadn't turned on the light, Xia Zhuyi still clearly saw the man beside the bed—it was her nemesis, the one she both loved and hated.

"You little pervert, didn't your mom tell you to behave these past few days? Why are you touching me here in the middle of the night?" Xia Zhuyi was teasing Qinghua, but her tone revealed her true delight. This, to some extent, showed that she was attractive to her little nemesis.

"What kind of dream are you having, so lewd! Get up, let's go downstairs." Qinghua was unaware that during his brief touch on the beautiful woman, she had a wet dream. He patted her buttocks and stood up. Xia Zhuyi got out of bed, put on a coat, and followed Qinghua into the study.

The lights came on in the elevator, and Qinghua could see Xia Zhuyi's pajamas. Although they were ordinary cotton pajamas, Xia Zhuyi's full breasts made the bottom of the pajamas look empty, all the way down to the hem. Qinghua raised his hand, his palm reaching from the hem to her chest, and grasped the beautiful woman's full, soft breasts.

"You little lecher, coming back so late last night, thinking about doing bad things before dawn, were you seduced by someone outside? Didn't get what you wanted, so you're trying to take advantage of me?" Xia Zhuyi reached down to the man's crotch and, sure enough, felt his hard erection. Qinghua didn't speak, biting the beautiful woman's lips and sucking hard, his hand gripping her breasts tighter and tighter.

In the basement, Xia Zhuyi leaned against Qinghua and lay on the large red round bed, her buttocks raised high, their roundness revealing the edge of her panties. *Smack!* Through her pajama bottoms, Qinghua slapped the beautiful woman's plump buttocks hard, making her body tremble. The beautiful woman glanced back at Qinghua, her eyes filled with lust. Qinghua ripped off his robe and forcefully pulled down the beautiful woman's pants.

Xia Zhuyi knelt on the round bed, her legs together, her full labia slightly protruding, forming a jade-like barrier around her vulva. Normally, Qinghua would have carefully played with and caressed her before penetrating, but this time, Qinghua was eager to release, so he skipped foreplay and thrust his erect penis all the way in, penetrating the beautiful woman's soft but half-dry honey hole.

Ah! Xia Zhuyi let out a satisfied groan. She seemed to be addicted to this violent possession, the pleasure mixed with a slight pain, a kind of maddening stimulation compared to ordinary sex. However, the beautiful woman quickly noticed the strange behavior of the man behind her. The man's frenzy reminded the beautiful woman of her first time with the man behind her, and his violent side terrified her. Slap! Slap! Slap! The man's palms kept landing on her smooth buttocks. Although the beautiful woman's buttocks were full and elastic, the man's slaps still made her feel pain.

"Xiaolong, be gentle, it hurts too much." Xia Zhuyi swayed her buttocks, trying to avoid the man's slaps from behind, but his hand remained on her buttocks. "Ah! It hurts so much, Xiaolong, what are you doing?" Xia Zhuyi pushed forward forcefully, breaking free from the man's control. Qinghua stood by the round bed, not expecting Xia Zhuyi to suddenly crawl forward, and didn't follow for a moment.

Xia Zhuyi rolled over, sitting naked on the slightly cool leather bed, looking up at Qinghua standing naked on the floor. The man stood straight, his penis glistening with vaginal fluid, like a silver snake raising its head to await its prey. Qinghua came to his senses, realizing that his slaps had hurt Xia Zhuyi. He climbed onto the bed, no longer demanding that Xia Zhuyi kneel, but instead entwined with her face to face. His hard, iron-like penis pried open the beautiful woman's closed labia like a spearhead, and the thick penis once again pierced the beautiful woman's vagina. This time, there was no hesitation like before, and Xia Zhuyi didn't feel much pain. The thick, hard penis thrust in, giving

her a feeling of being filled. The man's rough possession and powerful thrusting sent Xia Zhuyi's thoughts racing. The beautiful woman felt that fate was a strange thing. When she married Fang Daming and lived the life of a wealthy woman, Fang Daming's intermittent sex life became a source of helplessness. When Fang Lan tricked her into going to the lakeside villa, and the man on top of her violated her body like a robber, the beautiful woman, humiliated in body and mind, had a door to sex opened by the man on top of her, allowing her to experience pleasure she had never felt before. This pleasure had a fatal magic, making the beautiful woman willing to abandon her dignity as the governor's wife, willingly becoming the secret mistress of the man on top of her, even a tool for his sexual gratification. Because the beautiful woman understood that no one but the man on top of her could give her this kind of pleasure.

If only he and Fang Daming could be a balance! Fang Daming was old, and when he did this kind of thing, Xia Zhuyi always felt weak and listless, and he did it infrequently. Qinghua, on the other hand, was full of energy and vitality, so much so that he would sometimes make her hurt.

The man's thrusts, wave after wave, stirred Xia Zhuyi's thoughts. The beautiful woman gripped the leather bed with both hands as tightly as possible, as if her body would be crushed by the man if she didn't. This bad guy, he's getting harder and harder! Xia Zhuyi felt like her soul was about to fly away from the man's fucking. The beautiful woman opened her hazy eyes, and the man in front of her made her feel uneasy. The man's eyes were somewhat empty, as if his soul was controlled by something. "Xiaolong, what's wrong with you?" The man's blank and empty eyes made Xia Zhuyi feel a little scared.

"Nothing, I just really want to fuck you." Only the "squeaking" sound of water and the "slapping" sound of impact remained in the basement. Looking at the man pressing down on her, Xia Zhuyi felt so small. The tall man was like a king in her life, possessing and dominating everything about her—her body, her soul. She dared not even muster the slightest thought of resistance. Each time, the man's thick penis plunged in completely, then quickly withdrew, the glans scraping against the soft vaginal walls, sending waves of pleasure through the beautiful woman. Her large, soft breasts bounced and trembled with each thrust, as if trying to squeeze out her heart.

Their lower bodies were a mess; the bed beneath her was soaked with her juices, slick with moisture. Xia Zhuyi moaned wantonly, fully responding to the man's assault, trying to soften his violence with her alluring body…

Qinghua's mind went blank. At this moment, he didn't want to think about his sister; he only wanted to numb himself with the beautiful woman's body and endless release. Qinghua continued in this position for a long time. Xia Zhuyi had already climaxed several times, but Qinghua's penis was still as hard as iron. "Xiaolong... what's wrong with you... stop..." The man's thrusts brought not only pleasure, but also a burning sensation, which reminded Xia Zhuyi of the first time she was conquered by the man on top of her. Her private parts must have been swollen again.

Xia Zhuyi was almost crying. The man on top of her was still thrusting into her vagina like a machine. Her clothes had long been torn off by the man. He was biting one of her breasts and grabbing the other with one hand, rubbing it hard. Although it hurt, Xia Zhuyi didn't dare let the man release her breasts. Finally, when Xia Zhuyi's body was numb and her mind was about to collapse, the man on top of her suddenly roared and then pressed down on her without moving. The man's powerful ejaculation made Xia Zhuyi feel a hot current sweep through her body in her vagina. Although her lower body was a little burning, Xia Zhuyi breathed a sigh of relief. This little rascal finally came.

Qinghua felt utterly exhausted, lying motionless on the beautiful woman's limp body, his mind filled with the image of his sister falling down. Why would he have such a dream? Could it be that his sister was appearing in his dream, telling him that Zhao Ting was the one who killed her?

Xia Zhuyi, breathless from the weight of the man's body, used all her strength to push Qinghua away, seeing her own vulva slightly parted, her swollen labia glistening with lustful fluid like a ripe peach. Xia Zhuyi wiped her vulva with her underwear, then wrapped both of their lower abdomens with the man's robe, before gently embracing him. "Xiaolong, is something on your mind?" Xia Zhuyi suddenly realized that the man's appearance indicated something was wrong, but she couldn't imagine what could be on his mind. After all, what could a man who had only regained his intelligence six months ago, and who dared to rape even his grandmother, possibly have on his mind? But his behavior just now suggested that something was on his mind.

Qinghua snapped out of his sister's thoughts and looked at the woman beside him. Two rows of clear teeth marks were visible on the beautiful woman's right breast, with a thin trail of blood between them, clearly indicating that the capillaries beneath the skin had ruptured. On her left breast, only bruises from the man's rough handling remained; though not as noticeable as the teeth marks, it was easy to imagine how hard his fingers had gripped her. Xia Zhuyi was no longer his target for revenge, so why was he still being so violent towards her? Was he inherently violent and evil?

"Does it hurt?" Qinghua's fingers gently traced the beautiful woman's breast. Xia Zhuyi was stunned, unable to understand the man beside her. Just moments ago he had been as brutal as a demon, and now he acted like a child who had done something wrong. Wasn't this a rhetorical question? Did he expect her to bite him like that? Xia Zhuyi inwardly grumbled, but pretended to be indifferent and said softly, "It's alright. Just don't bite so hard next time." Having already been bitten, Xia Zhuyi could only accept it. Could she possibly get revenge on Qinghua? Moreover, that "Does it hurt?" touched Xia Zhuyi deeply, making her feel that any amount of pain was worth it, and she didn't want to argue with the man anymore.

"It's all because your breasts are so big, I couldn't help but want to bite them." Qinghua chuckled, his fingers playing with the beautiful woman's cherry-like nipples. He had to admit, the woman's large breasts felt really good to the touch. The man's praise and caresses made Xia Zhuyi's wounded heart feel a little better. The beautiful woman grasped the man's fingers and asked, "Xiaolong, is something on your mind? You looked so scary just now."

"I'm not on my mind, I just had a dream, so I really wanted to have sex with you."

"You had a dream too? What did you dream about?" Xia Zhuyi thought about how she had also had a dream, and it was a lustful dream. The man was acting so crazy, so she guessed he had also had a lustful dream, but she didn't know who the woman in his dream was.

"When we were playing on the mountain, it was like last time at the dock, when you suddenly tried to push me off the mountain."

Xia Zhuyi, of course, didn't know that Qinghua was lying to her. Thinking that Qinghua really had such a dream, she quickly said, "Xiaolong, did you have some wild thoughts during the day? How could you have such a dream? No matter what, I'm your grandma. I do everything you want. How could I push you?"

"Are you still my grandma now?" Qinghua was just making an excuse for his sudden outburst. He didn't expect Xia Zhuyi to take it so seriously, and couldn't help but tease the beautiful woman beside him again.

"Am I not your grandma or what? You still call me Grandma Xia all the time."

"Mom said you're my concubine."

"Pah, listen to your mother's nonsense. If you're so capable, go talk to Grandpa. If Grandpa agrees, I'll be your concubine."

"You think I wouldn't dare? I'll go talk to Grandpa tomorrow." Qinghua was just being sarcastic; naturally, she didn't dare to actually confront Fang Daming. Although Fang Daming knew that she had taken the three daughters of the Fang family, knowing was one thing, but on the surface, they were still just an ordinary family.

Qinghua's words shocked Xia Zhuyi. This guy's behavior couldn't be understood with normal logic. If he were to lose his mind and actually go to Fang Daming and tell him this, she would have no face left to live. The beautiful woman quickly said to Qinghua, "Don't go. I'm your concubine, okay?" Seeing Xia Zhuyi's anxiety, Qinghua couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. He realized he was Xia Zhuyi's nemesis now—he couldn't hit her, couldn't scold her, and couldn't even reason with her.

Although the basement was warmer than outside, the round bed had no blankets, and the two felt a bit cold once they settled down. Qinghua asked Xia Zhuyi if she wanted to sleep on the inner bed or go back to the upstairs room. Xia Zhuyi hesitated for a moment, but finally went back to the upstairs room with Qinghua. It wasn't that she was afraid of Fang Lan; if Fang Ying found out she and Qinghua weren't in the room the next morning, she would definitely nag again.

Qinghua overslept, and when he woke up, Xia Zhuyi and Fang Ying had already left the villa. Fang Lan asked Qinghua to drive her to the company. Along the way, Fang Lan asked Qinghua how his English training class was going. Last time, Fang Lan wanted to hire an English tutor for Qinghua, but Qinghua refused and enrolled in a training class himself. Qinghua said it was alright; after finishing the class, he could conduct simple English conversations. After

a moment of silence, Fang Lan asked Qinghua if he had been messing around with that old vixen down there at night. Qinghua was taken aback, then said, "I woke up in the middle of the night feeling restless and didn't want to disturb your sweet dreams, so I went to see her. Sister Lan, you're not jealous, are you?"

"If you ever feel restless again, come to me, don't go to that old vixen,"

Qinghua thought to himself. He went to see Xia Zhuyi simply to vent; would he really let her spank him or bite his breasts? Of course, Qinghua wouldn't tell Fang Lan this, so he asked her how she knew. Fang Lan said she felt uneasy at night, so she went to his room, but neither was Xia Zhuyi's room, so she knew the two of them had gone down there. Qinghua chuckled, "Sister Lan, you're not planning to sneak into my room to steal food, are you? We're really soulmates, aren't we? I should have come to you sooner."

After the chuckle, Qinghua asked Fang Lan seriously if she knew any leaders at the Lingjiang Public Security Bureau. "Lingjiang Public Security Bureau? What's wrong?" Fang Lan was a little surprised. She didn't think the police from the Lingjiang Public Security Bureau would bother Qinghua. Even within Qinghua's current social circle, the police were unlikely to come knocking unless something particularly serious had happened.

"I'm fine. I recently met a friend who was supposed to be promoted to deputy team leader after passing the assessment, but someone from the branch office took her place. I wanted to ask if you know anyone at the Lingjiang Public Security Bureau, preferably someone influential."

"Oh, you should go to the old hag. She's an old acquaintance of the executive deputy director of the Lingjiang Public Security Bureau."

Qinghua turned and glanced at Fang Lan, remaining silent. Could it be that Xia Zhuyi had an ambiguous relationship with someone else, and Fang Lan knew about it? Seeing Qinghua remain silent, Fang Lan turned to look at his surprised expression, realizing he had misunderstood. "You little rascal, what are you thinking? Even if the old hag wanted to, she might not dare. That executive deputy director is a woman."

"Is Xia Zhuyi's relationship with that executive deputy director deep?" Qinghua still considered him a nobody, forgetting Xia Zhuyi's true identity. Fang Lan assured Qinghua that this was a small matter; as long as the old hag accompanied him, they could just mention it to Director Huang. Thinking about how he had just thoroughly exhausted the beautiful woman the night before, and then asking her for a favor during the day, Qinghua chuckled. He never imagined he would one day need Xia Zhuyi's help.

For someone of Fang Daming's status, the wife was usually a full-time official's wife. It was just that Xia Zhuyi was too young, bored at home, and holding a sinecure at the provincial trade union, which she used to kill time. When Qinghua came to her door, Xia Zhuyi was overjoyed, asking why he hadn't gone to the company that day. Qinghua said his partner had taken leave to travel, so he wouldn't need to go to the company for the next few days. Having just closed a deal that would earn Dai Cheng a hefty commission, he couldn't wait to go out with his girlfriend. Qinghua directly explained his purpose to Xia Zhuyi, who rolled her eyes at him, saying somewhat displeased, "I thought you came specifically to see me, but it turns out you just want me to do you a favor."

Although Xia Zhuyi was only a low-ranking vice-chairman, her deputy director-level position still carried some real power, and as the governor's wife, many people naturally fawned over her. Qinghua sat there for a while, and then someone came to visit Xia Zhuyi. A woman in her thirties, quite attractive, with a foxy charm in her every move. This was somewhat similar to Xia Zhuyi, except that Xia Zhuyi, having been married to Fang Daming for a long time, had developed an air of nobility, and her allure was somewhat restrained, while this woman was the opposite, displaying her foxy charm to its fullest extent.

The young woman was somewhat surprised to see Qinghua sitting calmly and leisurely in Xia Zhuyi's office. She nodded to him as a greeting. She was puzzled, though, wondering who this guy was, acting so casually in Xia Zhuyi's office.

"Chairman Lin, we've already arranged for you to come to our company to inspect the union's work. Are you free today?" Perhaps because there were outsiders present, the young woman spoke politely, but Qinghua immediately recognized her. The day Qinghua was having an affair with Xia Zhuyi upstairs at Fang Daming's villa, Xia Zhuyi had spoken to this very woman on the phone. It seemed they had a close personal relationship. Besides, who comes to invite a leader to inspect work? It looked like this beautiful young woman had come to ask for help, wanting Xia Zhuyi to come and put on a good show.

"Well, Huijun, you've come at the right time. I was just thinking of inviting your cousin out for a chat. Could you help me invite her out for dinner tonight? My husband, Yulong, wants to ask Huiling for a favor. Yulong, this is Fang Huijun, the deputy general manager of Lingjiang Petrochemical. She's actually from the same clan as us." Xia Zhuyi introduced Qinghua and the young woman, giving them a lot of information in just a few words.

The executive deputy director of the Lingjiang Public Security Bureau was Fang Huijun's cousin, and it seemed Xia Zhuyi often met with Fang Huijun and her cousins, and they were quite close. Fang Huijun's invitation to Xia Zhuyi today clearly indicated she needed something from her, which made Qinghua feel she had come to the right place. While Qinghua was satisfied, Fang Huijun was full of questions. Xia Zhuyi was from the same clan as them, so this young man must be surnamed Fang. Could he be a nephew or niece of Governor Fang? This was the first identity Fang Huijun immediately assumed for Qinghua, because she knew, and only knew, that Fang Daming and his ex-wife had only one daughter, and Xia Zhuyi also only had one daughter.

"So it's Young Master Fang, hello!" The beautiful young woman extended her slender hand and gently shook hands with Qinghua. Fang Huijun's hands were exceptionally well-maintained, long and slender, with delicate and rounded fingers that felt like soft jade to the touch.

"President Fang, hello!" Qinghua released the beautiful young woman's hand after a brief handshake. Lingjiang Petrochemical was one of the top large-scale state-owned enterprises in Lingjiang and even the entire Dongjiang region. This woman, who had risen to the position of vice president, was definitely not someone to be trifled with. Qinghua was hoping this beautiful young woman would speak to the executive deputy director, and he didn't want the other party to find him disliked.

Xia Zhuyi asked Qinghua what his plans were for the day, and Qinghua said he wanted to visit the docks. Fang Huijun suddenly said, "Young Master Fang, I wonder if you would be interested in visiting Lingjiang Petrochemical?" Seeing Xia Zhuyi's concern for the young man before her, the beautiful young woman knew that this man must hold a high position in the Fang family. Fang Daming had no sons, so it was normal for him to like his nephew. Since they had run into each other in Xia Zhuyi's office, Fang Huijun tried inviting Qinghua to visit Lingjiang Petrochemical to see if they could develop a closer relationship. Qinghua wasn't in a hurry to go to the docks, and besides, he needed Fang Huijun's cousin's help that evening, so it would be good to get to know Fang Huijun first. He accepted her invitation.

Xia Zhuyi's trip to Lingjiang Petrochemical to investigate the union's work was official business, and she needed to bring an entourage to form a research team. Qinghua naturally couldn't go with Xia Zhuyi, so Fang Huijun took him to Lingjiang Petrochemical first. Lingjiang Petrochemical was in Jiangbei District, and it took about half an hour to drive there. Qinghua parked his car at the General Union and got into Fang Huijun's car. Fang Huijun's driver was a woman, and when she saw Fang Huijun enter the General Union and then come out with a young man, a strange look appeared on her face.

"Young Master Fang, I wonder what business you have with my cousin? Could you please tell me beforehand? If it's not anything important, there's no need to trouble Chairman Xia; just telling me would have been enough." Not being with Xia Zhuyi, Fang Huijun used a different form of address, sounding more intimate. Although it was just empty talk, Qinghua felt comfortable; at least the other party's attitude was warm.

Qinghua smiled and said, "If I had known President Fang earlier, I wouldn't have bothered Chairman Xia." Fang Huijun had wanted to confirm Qinghua's identity from his way of addressing Xia Zhuyi, but unexpectedly, Qinghua addressed Xia Zhuyi as Chairman Xia, just like her. Fang Huijun quickly added, "Don't call me President Fang, I'll take the liberty of calling you that. If you don't mind, please call me Sister Hui."

Qinghua naturally couldn't refuse the beautiful young woman's request. Then, Qinghua told Fang Huijun about Jiang Xueqing's situation. Since she had already passed the initial screening, promoting Jiang Xueqing wouldn't be difficult. "Young Master Fang, do you know whose connections that policewoman from that branch office has?" Fang Huijun asked, getting straight to the point.

"I heard that woman has a good relationship with the son of the city bureau chief."

Fang Huijun naturally understood the implication in Qinghua's words. After a moment of contemplation, she said to Qinghua, "This shouldn't be difficult to handle."

"Oh, what do you mean, Sister Hui?"

"I also know the son of the city bureau chief. Do you think he would go to his father for something like this for that policewoman?"

Fang Huijun's words made Qinghua feel enlightened. The bureau chief's son certainly wouldn't have his father arrange work for a woman like Cheng Yue. He must have found the head of a lower department. As long as it wasn't the bureau chief's intention, if Fang Huijun was willing to intervene, Jiang Xueqing's chances of being promoted to deputy team leader were indeed very high.

Along the way, the two chatted and laughed, as if they had met many old friends. Upon arriving at Lingjiang Petrochemical, Fang Huijun needed to arrange the reception of Xia Zhuyi and her group, so she had her secretary accompany Qinghua on a tour of Lingjiang Petrochemical. Lingjiang Petrochemical covered a vast area, and the female secretary asked Qinghua if she wanted to call a sightseeing bus. Qinghua said that she couldn't see much from the bus, so they should walk slowly. Originally, Qinghua only knew that Lingjiang Petrochemical was a large enterprise. It was only through the secretary's explanations along the way that Qinghua gained some understanding of its history. Lingjiang Petrochemical used to be part of Lingjiang Chemical Industry, but was later incorporated into Sinopec after its establishment.

"Secretary Liu, what is the meaning of General Manager Fang inviting Chairman Xia to Lingjiang Petrochemical for research?" Qinghua was curious about Fang Huijun's actions and asked Fang Huijun's secretary. The secretary was somewhat surprised by Qinghua's sudden question. This was her boss's business, and she couldn't discuss it with outsiders. However, Qinghua was a guest personally brought by Fang Huijun, who had specifically instructed her to treat him well. Besides, Fang Huijun's intention in inviting Chairman Xia was to show her rivals that she had supporters in the province, which wasn't exactly a secret. After a moment's thought, the secretary told Qinghua the reason. It turned out that Fang Huijun was the vice president of Lingjiang Petrochemical in charge of logistics and also served as the vice chairman of the labor union. Managing logistics was a position with considerable power, but not insignificant either. Union activities and welfare distributions all required Fang Huijun's approval. With so many employees at Lingjiang Petrochemical, this was undoubtedly a lucrative post. Recently, someone tried to oust Fang Huijun, which she naturally refused to accept, so she brought in Xia Zhuyi to back her up. Xia Zhuyi, as the vice-chairwoman of the provincial union, couldn't intimidate anyone, but her status as the governor's wife was enough to make people wary.

Xia Zhuyi's inspection was merely a formality. Fang Huijun arranged for Xia Zhuyi and her group to visit the factory, where they unexpectedly ran into Qinghua and her female secretary. Qinghua and her secretary only observed the group from a distance. Qinghua noticed that the person closest to Xia Zhuyi wasn't Fang Huijun, but a middle-aged man in his forties. Although Fang Huijun stood on the other side, she didn't speak much to Xia Zhuyi. Qinghua asked her secretary who the middle-aged man was, and she said he was the general manager of Lingjiang Petrochemical. Qinghua was somewhat surprised; they had even mobilized the second-in-command. It seemed Xia Zhuyi's status as the governor's wife was quite useful.

On the way back to the city, Qinghua rode in Xia Zhuyi's official car. Qinghua asked Xia Zhuyi if Fang Huijun's arrangement was effective. Although the general manager of Lingjiang Petrochemical had come to accompany them, showing great respect, Lingjiang Petrochemical was a centrally-administered state-owned enterprise. Even with Fang Huijun's connections in the province, she might not be able to influence the company's internal affairs.

"This goes back to the history of Lingjiang Petrochemical," Xia Zhuyi explained. "It was originally part of Lingjiang Chemical Industry, later transferred to Sinopec. However, it's not a wholly-owned subsidiary of Sinopec; Sinopec is only the major shareholder. Therefore, the province has some management authority over Lingjiang Petrochemical. The chairman of Lingjiang Petrochemical is appointed by Sinopec, while the general manager is nominated by the province. Fang Huijun invited me to show others that she has the support of the province. Don't underestimate Fang Huijun; her ambitions are considerable. Her next target is the company's executive vice president."

Qinghua suddenly understood. No wonder the general manager was currying favor with Xia Zhuyi; that explained it all.

That evening, Fang Huijun booked a private room at Jinhua Villa for Xia Zhuyi and Qinghua. When Qinghua and Xia Zhuyi arrived, Fang Huijun and a middle-aged woman were already in the private room. Needless to say, the middle-aged woman was Huang Huiling, the executive deputy director of the Lingjiang Public Security Bureau. Fang Huijun warmly introduced Qinghua to Huang Huiling. Huang Huiling was in her forties; for a woman, reaching that level was practically the pinnacle.

Without beating around the bush, Huang Huiling directly asked Qinghua what the name of his friend at the police station was. When Qinghua said Jiang Xueqing's name, both Fang Huijun and Huang Huiling were stunned. "Director Huang and Sister Hui both know Jiang Xueqing?" Qinghua could tell from the women's expressions that they both knew Jiang Xueqing.

"Young Master Fang, do you know Han Shuhua? She's my classmate."

"Oh, so Deputy Mayor Han is Sister Hui's classmate." Qinghua understood; when Jiang Xueqing entered the Public Security Bureau, Han Shuhua had introduced her to Huang Huiling through Fang Huijun. Huang Huiling glanced at Qinghua, and couldn't help but recall her early days at work. Jiang Xueqing wasn't very tall, but she was quite pretty. Could it be that Fang Shao had taken a liking to Jiang Xueqing?

"It's also my fault. Xiao Jiang has always performed very well since joining the technical department, and I haven't paid much attention to her. I didn't expect that changing the department head would cause Xiao Jiang to suffer. Fang Shao, as long as Cheng Yue's appointment hasn't been issued, there's still room to salvage this situation." Although Huang Huiling disliked second-generation officials who relied on their family background to mess around with women, she readily agreed to Qinghua's request.

Qinghua didn't expect Huang Huiling to agree so readily and smiled, saying, "Cheng Yue's appointment definitely hasn't been issued yet. For these kinds of behind-the-scenes manipulations, they'll definitely create some rumors first, saying that so-and-so is going to take on a certain position, making those who were originally hopeful think it's just a rumor. The real purpose is to prepare those who are hopeful, so that when the rumor becomes true, the public will accept it more easily." All three women were worldly-wise, and they smiled knowingly at Qinghua's words. Xia Zhuyi hadn't expected Qinghua to say such a thing; it seemed this guy had completely integrated into society.

After leaving Jinhua Villa and discussing Huang Huiling's matter with Xia Zhuyi, Qinghua finally understood why the other party had agreed to his request so readily. It turned out that Huang Huiling had been the executive deputy director for many years, and a change in position was inevitable. At her age, there was no hope of being promoted to director, but she didn't want to retire in the People's Congress or the CPPCC. The most feasible way was to be promoted to a lower-ranking deputy director position in the provincial department. Although it wouldn't have the same real power as her current position, it would still be a promotion in rank. The female director hoped that Xia Zhuyi and Qinghua could put in a good word for her with Fang Daming. Clearly, Fang Huijun and Huang Huiling were befriending Xia Zhuyi because they were betting that Fang Daming would succeed them as provincial party secretary.

Back at the villa that evening, Qinghua told Fang Lan about his idea to start a used shipping container business. Fang Lan asked him why he had this idea, and Qinghua said that while following Dai Cheng on business trips would broaden his social circle, it lacked autonomy. He wanted to start his own business without relying on his family.

Fang Lan was naturally overjoyed that her son had this idea. "Xiaolong, if you and Dai Cheng successfully complete the Gulou Commercial Street renovation project, I'll give you the same treatment as Dai Cheng, plus an extra 500,000 yuan, making a total of two million. It will be transferred to your account tomorrow."

Fang Ying exclaimed in surprise upon hearing that there was two million. Although she was born into the Fang family, she had never heard of so much money. "Brother Xiaolong, you must take me out to play on Sunday." The little beauty's eyes already saw many things she wanted. Xia Zhuyi glared at Qinghua angrily when she heard that he wanted to start a used shipping container business. This guy was simply an incompetent fool. She told him to get close to Fang Lan at the company, but instead, he distanced himself further and further away.

Jiang Xueqing never imagined that her promotion to deputy team leader would be so dramatic. She had been full of confidence, but Cheng Yue's sudden emergence dealt her a heavy blow. Just when everyone in the department thought her chances of becoming deputy team leader were over, the department head called her in for a talk. Jiang Xueqing assumed the department head was there to "care" for her on behalf of the organization regarding the loss of the deputy team leader position. Unexpectedly, the department head told her that the previous rumors about Cheng Yue becoming deputy team leader were pure fabrication; the department had never made such a decision. Cheng Yue lacked work experience and could not possibly be a deputy team leader; the department would only promote outstanding officers like herself who were hardworking and had strong professional skills.

Jiang Xueqing was completely confused. What was going on? She had been promoted to deputy team leader? Finally, Jiang Xueqing understood the whole story, becoming even more confused. It turned out that Deputy Director Huang, known as the "Iron Lady," had intervened. The department head asked her what her relationship with Director Huang was, and Jiang Xueqing shook her head. Seeing Jiang Xueqing's astonished expression, the section chief knew that Jiang Xueqing hadn't followed Director Huang's lead. Could it be that the "tiger mom" had suddenly become interested in the matter of strengthening the police force through technology?

This time, it was the Iron Lady who stood up for Jiang Xueqing, which greatly shocked Chen Fang upon hearing the news. Did Jiang Xueqing have a powerful backer besides her former section chief that she didn't know about? But why hadn't anyone spoken up for Jiang Xueqing in the past two years? Chen Fang learned of this news before others and immediately congratulated Jiang Xueqing. Although Chen Fang felt that her actions a few days ago were somewhat clownish, she still genuinely hoped that Jiang Xueqing could be promoted to deputy team leader; otherwise, she wouldn't have recommended Jiang Xueqing for the new team's deputy team leader position.

After the news was announced, the people in the technical section looked at Jiang Xueqing with strange eyes, making her extremely uncomfortable, just like when the news spread that someone had replaced her, and these people looked at her with the same strange eyes. When the young policewoman learned that Jiang Xueqing had been promoted to deputy team leader, she was even happier than Jiang Xueqing herself, insisting that

Jiang Xueqing treat her to a meal. Several other male colleagues joined in the commotion, and Jiang Xueqing had no choice but to agree. Qinghua hadn't expected Huang Huiling to act so quickly. Only two days later, the young policewoman Meilan secretly called her, saying that Jiang Xueqing had been promoted to deputy team leader that day and asking Qinghua to prepare a gift for that evening. Of course, most importantly, she shouldn't forget the benefits of her tipping off Jiang Xueqing. Qinghua told the young policewoman to book a place herself, and they would have dinner together that evening.

"You really want me to book a place… then I won't be polite, I'll book Jufulou." On the phone, the young policewoman was still very excited; just giving the tip meant she could have a meal at Jufulou. Although Jufulou wasn't as prestigious as Jinhua Mountain Villa, it was still considered a relatively upscale restaurant in Lingjiang.

Qinghua asked the young policewoman what gift he should prepare. After thinking for a moment, the young policewoman surprisingly suggested a silver bracelet. Qinghua asked if a bracelet was appropriate. The young policewoman said of course it was, and then listed several reasons for Qinghua. First, Qinghua was pursuing Jiang Xueqing, so giving her a bracelet was normal; second, considering Qinghua's financial situation, a silver bracelet was an affordable congratulatory gift; third, Jiang Xueqing liked silver jewelry; fourth, she also quite liked silver jewelry. Was the fourth point a valid reason? Qinghua, of course, understood the policewoman's meaning. The benefit of her tipping her off was that Qinghua would also buy her a silver bracelet. Qinghua readily agreed, telling the policewoman he would wait for them in the parking lot outside the police station after work.

When it was time to leave work, the policewoman pulled Jiang Xueqing along. Jiang Xueqing asked her what was wrong, so mysteriously. "Sister Jiang, hurry up, there's a big meal tonight."

"What big meal? Isn't it supposed to be a treat tomorrow?" Jiang Xueqing thought the policewoman was referring to her treating tomorrow.

"What kind of feast is that? Let me tell you, I've already booked a private room at Jufulou."

"Jufulou? You booked a private room? Did you find money today?"

"I just booked a private room because someone wants to celebrate your promotion."

"Who? You're not going to tell Fang Yulong about my promotion and then try to extort money from him, are you? Jufulou, how could you even think of that?"

Seeing Jiang Xueqing was angry, the policewoman quickly said softly, "Actually, it's just the three of us, it won't cost much, and he agreed."

"Xiaolan, I've already told you, Fang Yulong and I are just ordinary friends, how can I let him spend money?"

The policewoman muttered, "Nobody believes that, he even asked me what gift I should get you."

"He really asked?"

"Of course, I said you like silver jewelry, so you should prepare a pretty silver bracelet. He's in the parking lot outside now."

The two went to the parking lot outside the police station to look for Santana, and when they saw Qinghua get out of the luxury SUV, their eyes widened. "This car is yours?" The policewoman stared incredulously at Qinghua and the car behind him, her mouth agape. If Qinghua had driven a brand new car on his first trip, Jiang Xueqing and the policewoman wouldn't have been so surprised, but just two days ago he was driving an old Santana—the difference was huge.

"Get in. I'll take you back to change first," Qinghua said, opening the car door for Jiang Xueqing and the policewoman. Once in the car, Qinghua handed two boxes to Jiang Xueqing and the policewoman respectively. The policewoman said, "So you're a rich second-generation! I should have told you Jiang-jie liked gold bracelets. No, we're not going to Jufulou today, we're going to Jinhua Villa."

Jiang Xueqing said, "Jinhua Villa is too far, let's go to Jufulou instead."

"No, we have to go to Jinhua Villa. Who told him to lie to us, Fang Yulong, don't you think?" The policewoman said, opening the box and exclaiming, "Wow, it's so beautiful, Fang Yulong, thank you so much. Jiang-jie, quickly open your box, the bracelet inside must be even more beautiful."

Jiang Xueqing opened the box; inside was a simple and elegant silver bracelet, finely crafted and looking quite old. "Fang Yulong, I'm so sorry to have troubled you."

"It's alright, Meilan said you got promoted, we should celebrate."

The policewoman asked Qinghua why he drove an old Santana last time when he had such a nice new car. Qinghua said it was for business. "What kind of theory is this? Does running a business mean you have to drive an old car?"

Qinghua said that for some business, you need to drive a nice car to show you have strong capabilities so that others will cooperate with you; for other business, you need to act pitiful so that others will sympathize with you and give you the business. The policewoman giggled and asked Qinghua if it was true.

Jiang Xueqing held the box and looked at Qinghua driving. Could it be that he helped her? Jiang Xueqing thought it was unlikely. If Qinghua wanted to pursue her, he would definitely tell her first if he helped her with such a big favor, but he only found out about her promotion from Meilan. 04-18 The Hospital's Depraved Feast Chapter 1 First Encounter with the Hospital

On a bright summer morning, the sun was just rising. Accompanied by the melodious chirping of birds and insects, Luo Xiaofei stepped into her long-awaited workplace, the most complete hospital in the province—SM Hospital. As a newly graduated nurse with excellent grades, Luo Xiaofei was convinced that this was where her dream would begin.

After entering the imposing gate, what appeared before Xiaofei was a green lawn, bright flowers, and white high-rise buildings. Everything seemed so peaceful and serene, as if even the air itself could bring joy. The patients in the courtyard, under the meticulous care of the medical staff, all wore relaxed and happy expressions. Xiao Fei was filled with excitement at the thought of soon becoming one of them.

A gentle breeze caressed Xiao Fei's cheek, her long, flowing black hair swaying in the wind. Adorning her flawless skin were delicate, slender eyebrows and bright, expressive eyes. Combined with her petite nose and warm, red lips, she was unforgettable.

Xiao Fei wore a beige short dress; although only 20 years old, her ample breasts were already quite prominent. A wide black belt cinched her waist, making her already slender figure even more alluring. Sheer black stockings accentuated her long, shapely legs. A pair of cute boots added a touch of playfulness and freshness, giving her a sweet and charming appearance.

Luo Xiaofei stepped lightly into the magnificent 40-story hospital building. As per the hospital's instructions, the registration area for new employees was on the 35th floor.

Xiaofei took the elevator to the registration area, where she was greeted by a robust middle-aged man.

"Hello, my name is Luo Xiaofei. I'm here today to officially start working. This is my employment certificate from the hospital."

"Oh! You're Luo Xiaofei, the top nursing student from the medical university? Hehe, welcome to our hospital! You're so beautiful..." The middle-aged man spoke while his gaze roamed freely over every inch of Xiaofei's body.

Xiaofei felt a little intimidated by his stares. Although being stared at like that by men was common, she still felt uncomfortable in this setting, especially since there were only two people in the small room.

"Hehe, you flatter me. I'm just an ordinary nursing trainee. It's my honor to be here at your esteemed hospital. May I start my work today?"

"Oh, of course! Your thoracic surgery department is on the 28th floor. I'll inform them to arrange it for you now!"

"Thank you, I'll go now!" Xiaofei turned to leave, eager to escape this awkward situation.

"Please wait a moment, Miss Luo, may I invite you to lunch?" A barely perceptible fawning smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"Well... I'm new here and want to familiarize myself with the environment, so... I'll have to take care of lunch myself, I'm sorry!" Although reluctant, Xiao Fei still wore her signature smile.

"Oh, it's nothing. I'm Dr. Wang from the personnel department. We'll have plenty of opportunities to get to know each other in the future, right, Miss Luo?" The man's tone was full of flirtatious undertones.

"Ah... then I'll be going now." Xiao Fei was genuinely startled by Dr. Wang's expression. The excitement of arriving on duty was completely washed away by his sinister smile and tone. So Xiao Fei quickly left the registration area and headed towards the pulmonology department. She wanted to start working as soon as possible to forget this unpleasant incident.

Meanwhile, in the director's office...

"Crack... crack..." The soft sound of a whip striking flesh.

"Please, let me go... ah... ah..."

In the dim light, a naked woman with delicate skin was tightly bound with ropes and hung in the center of the room. Her arms were tied high behind her back, overlapping each other. Her fair and delicate breasts were pulled high by the ropes tied in a figure-eight pattern. The ropes tightly wrapped around her waist and thighs made her high buttocks look even more sexy. Her knees were tied to the ends of an iron rod, preventing her legs from closing and completely exposing her pink vulva.

She wore a pair of shiny black high heels, which were probably the only clothes she was wearing! But their purpose was obvious: to increase the men's sadistic desires.

A long, hard plastic collar was worn around her neck, the chain of which was connected to an iron ring on the roof, forcing her to stand upright with her head held high to keep her breathing. In this way, she could not hide her humiliated facial expression. All she could do was face the men who were humiliating her with shame.

Two middle-aged men surrounded the woman, while on a sofa on the other side sat an elderly man with graying temples but still full of energy—the hospital's director!

The two middle-aged men held leather whips, and a mild stun gun was used to repeatedly strike and stimulate her sensitive areas. Red welts from the whipping were visible on her buttocks and inner thighs, and faint welts were also present on her lower abdomen and breasts. Her pink vulva was already leaking fluids from the electric shocks and

the stimulation from three fingers. The woman was now covered in fine beads of sweat, her body trembling slightly, making her appear even more alluring. "Hehe, can't take it already? We've only just begun, Dr. Ouyang… haha… so much fluid, do you want us?…" one of the middle-aged men said, while using his fingers to tease Dr. Ouyang's tender clitoris.

"Ah...no...don't touch there anymore! Please, I really...ah..."

"You're a woman who's had children and you're still so sensitive, you're a born slut..."

"Hehe, yes, Dr. Ouyang has been impatient for a long time!"

"How about I comfort Dr. Ouyang with this new thing I bought? Haha..."

As he spoke, the man inserted a mace-shaped plastic dildo into Ouyang's vagina!

"Ah...please, no! I really can't take it anymore..."

"Hehe, it's really good, isn't it? This is much better than your husband's, isn't it? How about we call him and let him hear your lewd moans? Haha."

"No...please don't! I'll do anything you want, please don't do that..."

"Ha, we don't have to call, but you'll have to serve our Dean well with your chrysanthemum later!"

"Yes, and of course, let's have our fill of pleasure now!" With that, a man thrust his enormous penis into Ouyang's honey hole and began to pump...

The Dean was quietly enjoying this sadistic spectacle and began preparing to launch an attack on Ouyang's rear! This was one of his special fetishes!

After a night of passion, the Dean lazily soaked in the bathroom. At this moment, Wang Renqiang from the personnel department came to report.

"Dean, Luo Xiaofei came today, and she's really quite pretty! I can't wait! I wonder if such a beauty, once tied up, would be as sexy as Dr. Ouyang? Haha..."

"Xiao Wang... what's the rush? Make sure the plan is meticulous, don't let anything go wrong!"

"Oh dear... Dean, when have I, Wang Renqiang, ever been careless? Dr. Ouyang was so careful, but we still managed to subdue him! Ha, now he can only obediently be our plaything! Hmph... I'll go meet this Miss Luo again in a couple of days!"

"Okay, do a good job!"

"Hehe, don't worry, just wait to enjoy Luo Xiaofei's tender honey pot! But it seems the plan requires your little cooperation."

Wang Renqiang's face was full of lewdness...

Chapter Two: Trap

Luo Xiaofei quickly adapted to the work and life at the hospital, and her outstanding abilities earned her recognition. She has already assisted doctors in completing many minor surgeries. In a few days, she will participate in her first major heart surgery, which Xiaofei sees as a rare opportunity to showcase herself. However, she was unaware that this was a trap carefully laid for her by someone…

One night, Luo Xiaofei was on night shift! When she returned from her rounds, she found Wang Renqiang already sitting in her duty room! The unpleasantness of their first meeting immediately flashed before Xiaofei's eyes! Moreover, it was late at night, and she was alone in the duty room; another nurse, Zhang Ling, had gone downstairs to help care for a patient with a sudden illness! This atmosphere made Xiaofei feel somewhat panicked; she even had the urge to scream for help, but thanks to her strong mental fortitude, she quickly calmed down.

However, all of this could not escape the eyes of the shrewd Wang Renqiang. He spoke first: “Oh! Miss Luo, don’t misunderstand. I was wrong last time. I am indeed a bit lecherous, so my words were somewhat inappropriate last time! I’m truly sorry for leaving you with a bad impression…” Wang Renqiang stood up respectfully and said.

Luo Xiaofei was surprised to see that Wang Renqiang hadn’t done anything excessive, but instead was respectfully apologizing to her. Could it be that she had been overly suspicious? So, Xiao Fei carefully approached Wang Renqiang and said, "Ah! It's nothing, you don't need to blame yourself!"

"Oh... Miss Luo, thank you for forgiving me! I've wanted to apologize to you for a long time, but I never had the time. This time, we both happened to be on the night shift, but you were the only one here! I'm so sorry! Why don't I go out first and we can talk another day!" Saying that, she started to walk out.

Hearing Wang Renqiang's words, Luo Xiaofei felt a pang of guilt. After all, she had only subjectively judged him as a pervert! He had only glanced at her a few times last time, without any indecent behavior, and this time his conversation seemed so sincere. So she said,

"Dr. Wang, it's alright, why would I get angry over such a small thing? Xiao Zhang will be back soon, please sit here for a while. Tell me about the heart surgery."

Seeing that Xiaofei had finally relaxed her guard, Wang Renqiang was secretly pleased and didn't refuse. He then proceeded to explain the major surgery and medical equipment to Luo Xiaofei in a detailed and methodical manner.

After their last exchange, although Luo Xiaofei still didn't particularly like Wang Renqiang, she at least no longer disliked him. Moreover, knowing that Wang Renqiang would be the anesthesiologist for the heart surgery she would be participating in, Luo Xiaofei frequently communicated with him, and they gradually built some trust.

A week later, the time for the major heart surgery drew near. The surgical team was making final preparations, discussing things until very late every day. This surgery was exceptionally difficult, rarely seen in the surgical world, and a groundbreaking experiment for the hospital. Success would bring the hospital immense prestige and substantial future revenue. Therefore, everyone involved was extremely focused. The hospital director even personally performed the surgery. Luo Xiaofei was responsible for suturing the wound. She had practiced countless times, eagerly awaiting the surgery date.

Finally, the day of the surgery arrived. Three hours before the operation, Luo Xiaofei and everyone made final preparations. After the preparations were complete, Wang Renqiang served everyone a strong cup of coffee: "Everyone's been exhausted these past few days. To ensure you're energetic later, have a cup of coffee!"

"Yes, I always do this, to stay alert and avoid lapses in concentration," the director said, taking the first sip.

Luo Xiaofei didn't usually do this, but seeing everyone else drinking, she understood it was a necessary preparation, so she also picked up her cup and took a few sips.

At this moment, Wang Renqiang glanced at his watch, a barely perceptible wicked smile appearing on his lips…

Chapter Three: Medical Malpractice

The surgery began, and everything went smoothly, almost exactly as planned. Three hours later, after the hospital director completed the final resection, the surgery was essentially declared a success, with only simple suturing of the blood vessels around the heart remaining. Luo Xiaofei picked up the needle to suture, but at this moment she was alarmed to find that her vision had become very blurry. Although she tried hard to concentrate, she still couldn't see the blood vessels clearly.

The other doctors had already taken off their gloves and were waiting for the surgery to end, but Wang Renqiang was still observing the data on the instruments. Seeing that the patient's blood vessels had begun to bleed, and the anesthesia time was almost up, Xiaofei hadn't even made a single suture. Normally, Xiaofei could have sutured four or five blood vessels by now. Xiaofei was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"Xiaofei, why aren't you suturing yet? If you don't finish suturing soon, the patient will bleed a lot…" a doctor urged sternly.

"I…can't see…I…" Xiaofei said, tears glistening in her eyes.

"What? You're saying you can't see clearly now? You…"

"We've already taken off our gloves, we can't touch the instruments anymore…"

Indeed, Xiaofei knew that saying this at this moment sounded like a fool, but she really couldn't see the veins clearly; her vision was extremely blurry. Moreover, once a doctor takes off their gloves, they absolutely cannot participate in any surgical procedures. Now, only one sliver of hope remained—Wang Renqiang!

Only Wang Renqiang's hands were still in a sterile state from the surgery. Luo Xiaofei looked at Wang Renqiang with almost pleading eyes: "Dr. Wang, please help me!"

At this moment, Luo Xiaofei felt like she had grasped the last remaining straw, placing all her hopes on Wang Renqiang. However, the reply she received was…

"I'm sorry, Nurse Luo, I can only administer anesthesia now; I'm not good at suturing…" After saying that, he also took off his gloves. A smug smile appeared on his lips…

Luo Xiaofei's consciousness finally went blank! The scene of her holding the coffee a few hours ago flashed before her eyes, along with the strange expression on Wang Renqiang's face… But at this moment, it was all too late!

And so, a medical accident caused by the negligence of medical staff occurred! The patient had died from excessive blood loss due to delayed suturing of the heart vessels.

The hospital has publicly announced the failure of the experimental surgery, expressed deep regret over the patient's death, and will investigate the cause of death and provide compensation. Because the patient had no hope of recovery before the surgery, his family agreed to the hospital performing the high-risk experimental surgery. Therefore, the family did not have much objection to the failure of the surgery.

Chapter Four: Submission in

the Dean's Office.

"Dean... I'm sure there was something wrong with the coffee I drank that day. It really wasn't my fault. I wasn't overly panicked; my vision was genuinely blurry... Please believe me!" Luo Xiaofei pleaded with the dean and the hospital.

At his desk, the dean leisurely sipped hot tea. "Oh? Really? But we all drank that coffee! And you had your blood tested afterwards, and no harmful substances or components that caused blurred vision were detected!" "

But... why did my vision suddenly become blurry? I...?" Luo Xiaofei realized she really had nothing to explain. Only she could understand the immense injustice and resentment she felt.

"Oh... Miss Luo looks so cute when she's upset!" At this moment, Wang Renqiang walked in, his face full of smugness.

"You, it's all your fault! You must have put something in the coffee, and you didn't help me in the end! It's all your fault!" Luo Xiaofei wanted nothing more than to tear Wang Renqiang to pieces.

"Oh dear... Miss Luo. You can't just make things up without evidence. Besides, I'm an anesthesiologist, how can I be considered to have failed to save someone in distress? You have to take responsibility for your mistakes, you can't always try to shirk it!"

"You... we did the surgery together, can you say you have no responsibility?"

"Hehe, Miss Luo, don't try to deny it! Our surgeries are all video-monitored, the judicial authorities will know who is responsible at a glance. The hospital director is about to hand over the videotape, you should think about hiring a lawyer for yourself, try to spend fewer years in there. I really feel sorry for you, such a good youth is going to be spent in

jail ..."

"Yes, Nurse Luo, the judicial authorities will come to collect the videotape in 15 days. However, since the deceased's family did not pursue the matter, I still have a way to persuade the judicial authorities to end the investigation, but that depends on my mood!" The hospital

director finally revealed the truth to Luo Xiaofei...

Luo Xiaofei finally understood that the opportunity to participate in a major surgery, Wang Renqiang's initiative to apologize, the work assigned to her by the hospital director, and the coffee 3 hours before the surgery, it turned out that all of this was a carefully designed conspiracy for her. She was utterly defeated. Now, even her fate was in someone else's hands, and she was completely lost… A girl who had just graduated and entered society, thinking she had found her place, had actually fallen into someone else's clutches! This feeling of going from heaven to hell overnight extinguished Luo Xiaofei's last bit of will! She didn't want to spend the rest of her life facing the cold walls of a prison cell. She gave in…

"Please… let me go! Give me whatever you want!" Luo Xiaofei turned her head to the side and said softly.

At this moment, the dean and Wang Renqiang had the air of victors on their faces. Wang Renqiang lifted Luo Xiaofei's chin with his hand and said contemptuously, "Is this how you beg? Be realistic, now it's you begging us, little beauty!"

"Alright, we have things to do now. Come to the top floor tonight, and don't forget to dress nicely, otherwise we won't be interested in playing with you!" Wang Renqiang deliberately used these words to provoke Luo Xiaofei.

"Yes..." Luo Xiaofei silently walked out of the dean's office, her eyes filled with tears. She didn't know what kind of humiliation she would face.

Chapter 5 Initial Training

The anxious Luo Xiaofei finally waited for night to arrive. She changed into a set of casual clothes: a purple tight-fitting t-shirt, a black short skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and a pair of white boots. Xiaofei tried her best to avoid dressing too sexily and arousing the desires of those men, but unfortunately, this was the only set of casual clothes available in the hospital. So, Xiaofei went to the top floor with fear and tension.

As soon as she got off the elevator, Xiaofei saw that there were already people waiting at the door! The appearance of two burly men made Luo Xiaofei's fear rise even higher! She knew that being humiliated was inevitable, but she didn't expect it to come so soon. So she closed her eyes and waited for misfortune to come.

However, a moment later, Luo Xiaofei heard a familiar voice—Wang Renqiang.

"Miss Luo, what's the rush? We haven't even done anything yet and you've already closed your eyes. How can that be? Come on, let me show you the view from the top floor!" With that, Wang Renqiang led Luo Xiaofei towards the interior of the top floor.

Hearing this voice, Luo Xiaofei's resentment surged again, but what could she do at this point…

After walking for a while, Luo Xiaofei noticed that the top floor was different from her usual work floors; its corridors were much wider, and the rooms were larger.

As she walked, she faintly heard a woman's moans, and the sound seemed very familiar. It was in the room ahead. So, when she reached the room ahead, Luo Xiaofei peeked through the crack in the door. Before her stood Dr. Ouyang, tightly bound, being penetrated by two men in such a humiliating position…

“Ah… Dr. Ouyang… you…”

“Hmph… my Miss Luo, you should worry about yourself. The director is quite excited today; who knows what tricks he’ll pull. I hope you enjoy it, haha…”

They walked to a large room at the end of the corridor. Entering the room, they saw the director comfortably soaking in a bathtub, drinking tea and eating fruit, looking completely relaxed. Behind him were four burly men who looked like bodyguards.

“Oh, Miss Luo has finally arrived! It seems Miss Luo is in a low mood today! Renqiang, why don’t you cheer her up!”

“Yes, no problem, Director. Black Wind, White Wind, bring the things up, let’s begin…”

As soon as he finished speaking, two burly men, one in black and one in white, each carrying a box, walked over.

Wang Renqiang took out a rope and began to tie up Luo Xiaofei.

Seeing what was before her and recalling the Dr. Ouyang she had just seen, Luo Xiaofei was terrified. Before she could struggle, Wang Renqiang had already bound her arms behind her back. With her arms no longer free, Luo Xiaofei felt even more uneasy. Wang Renqiang's ropes and hands roamed over her sensitive body, causing her face to flush slightly.

As expected of a master of SM training, Wang Renqiang quickly finished binding her. Now, Luo Xiaofei's arms were stretched out behind her back, and her legs were tightly bound together. Her firm breasts were also constricted by two ropes, bulging out as if they were about to pop out. The ropes leading from her back were dangling towards the ceiling. Luo Xiaofei twisted her body in frustration.

"How is it, little beauty, is it comfortable?" Wang Renqiang's hands began to caress Xiaofei's breasts, finding her nipples and pinching them.

"Ah...no...it hurts..." Luo Xiaofei tried her best to twist her body to avoid Wang Renqiang's hands, but her efforts were obviously in vain. Wang Renqiang accurately stimulated her sensitive nipples again and again. A blush rose on Luo Xiaofei's face.

"Hehe, how can it hurt? It must feel good, right? Then you must want it here too, right?" As he spoke, Wang Renqiang's hand quietly slipped between Xiaofei's legs. His fingers accurately found the location of her clitoris and began to gently rub it.

"Ah...no...don't touch there..." Instantly, an electric shock-like sensation spread throughout her body, making Luo Xiaofei's body tingle.

"Hmm, you really are a sensitive body. You're already a little wet! Hehe, it seems Miss Luo is a very lewd woman."

"You're talking nonsense...ah..."

"Whether it's nonsense or not, we'll find out by trying." After saying that, Wang Renqiang cut open Luo Xiaofei's clothes, leaving only a pair of sexy white boots. Her

fair and jade-like skin was breathtaking in the dim white light. The first time Xiao Fei was naked in front of so many men made her blush instantly, and she lowered her head in humiliation.

Wang Renqiang and the other four men each picked up a thick brush and slowly stimulated every sensitive part of Luo Xiao Fei's body.

"Ah, no... ah..." Xiao Fei felt every pore of her body being stimulated, which quickly made her unable to control her desires.

Wang Renqiang rubbed the brush back and forth around her clitoris, while the other four men brushed Luo Xiao Fei's nipples, armpits, and neck.

After a few minutes, Xiao Fei finally couldn't control herself anymore, and her vaginal fluid slowly flowed out...

"Hehe, Miss Luo, what is this?" Wang Renqiang dipped the brush in his own fluid and held it in front of Luo Xiao Fei. "You still say you're not lewd, but you've already flowed so much."

"You... you're so shameless!" Xiao Fei turned her head away in shame when she saw the brush covered in her own fluid.

"Oh? I'm shameless? But Miss Luo seems to be cooperating with us quite a bit. Alright, don't keep Miss Luo waiting impatiently, bring over the electric dildo..."

A burly man then produced a pink electric dildo about 15 centimeters long.

"This is too small, not satisfying enough. How can this satisfy Miss Luo's appetite? Go get another one!"

"By the way, Miss Luo, if I'm not mistaken, you're no longer a virgin! I wonder if that guy gave you much pleasure the first time! But it's okay, I'll soon let you experience what a real orgasm is."

Luo Xiaofei knew that Wang Renqiang was right; she had given her first time to a senior in college, who was now her boyfriend. He was a very upright young man, so Xiaofei had never truly experienced the pleasure of intercourse, but she absolutely did not want this feeling to come from the person she loathed.

"Hmm, this is good, suitable for our lewd Miss Luo!" Wang Renqiang played with a 20-centimeter-long dildo covered in tiny protrusions, slowly extending it towards Luo Xiaofei's vagina.

"Ah...no, take it away..." Faced with such a terrifyingly large and grotesque dildo, Xiaofei felt immense fear.

"Ah...don't be afraid, you'll find out how good it feels in a moment."

With that, Wang Renqiang began rubbing the dildo against Xiaofei's pink vulva.

"Ah...no..." Xiaofei felt a tingling sensation from the small bumps on the dildo, and her vaginal fluids seeped out even more.

"Hehe, looks like you can't wait." Wang Renqiang untied Xiaofei's legs, lifted her right leg, tied a rope to her knee, and hung her from the ceiling, thus completely exposing Xiaofei's private parts.

"Let's begin..." Wang Renqiang slowly inserted the dildo into Xiaofei's vagina! "Hmm, it's really tight, very elastic."

The dildo was almost completely inside Luo Xiaofei's vagina when Wang Renqiang turned on the vibration switch!

"Ah...no...I can't take it..." As the dildo began to wriggle inside her vagina, Luo Xiaofei felt wave after wave of intense pleasure washing over her. And the pleasure kept intensifying, and her body became more and more excited.

At this moment, Wang Renqiang turned off the switch on his penis and began to manually thrust in and out. The speed of the thrusting varied, ensuring that Luo Xiaofei's pleasure was uninterrupted.

Soon, accompanied by a long groan, Luo Xiaofei experienced such intense orgasm for the first time. Her body flushed slightly, her muscles trembled slightly, and she occasionally let out soft moans. A large amount of vaginal fluid had already flowed down Luo Xiaofei's thighs and onto her white boots. Her body, soaked with sweat, was glistening and smooth. Luo Xiaofei remained immersed in her orgasm for a long time, unable to extricate herself, her face filled with an expression of ecstasy.

Every man present was attracted by this natural beauty and couldn't wait to personally ravage this beautiful flesh. Even the dean's penis was already erect.

Wang Renqiang suppressed his desire and gently stroked Luo Xiaofei's vulva and breasts. With his caresses, Xiaofei's body continued to tremble.

"How's it going, Miss Luo Xiaofei! I told you it would be exciting, right? Want to do it a few more times?"

"Ah...no...um...please, no more..." Xiaofei gasped for breath, speaking intermittently.

"Miss Luo is so hypocritical. You're clearly enjoying it but saying no. I see you have no choice now, hehe. Enjoy it. From now on, you have no right to speak." With that, Wang Renqiang found a red gag with holes and put it on Luo Xiaofei.

"Ugh...um..." Luo Xiaofei wanted to say something, but at this moment, she could only make whimpering sounds.

Luo Xiaofei gradually recovered from her orgasm. She was slightly tired and hoped that this humiliation would end soon. However, the humiliation feast that Wang Renqiang had prepared for Luo Xiaofei had just reached its climax...

Wang Renqiang untied the ropes on Xiaofei's legs and raised both legs to shoulder height. He then tied both ankles to the ends of the iron bars of the leg-split device. Then he hung the ropes around Xiaofei's ankles onto hooks on the ceiling. This left Xiaofei's legs in a large "V" shape, her private parts completely exposed to everyone.

After binding her, Wang Renqiang opened a fragrant bottle and slowly applied the cool liquid inside to Xiaofei's nipples and vulva. Xiaofei's body trembled at first from the cold liquid, then she immediately felt her nipples and vagina begin to feel hot and itchy. The sensation grew stronger, causing Xiaofei's body to quickly become excited again.

"Hehe, the new Japanese drug seems to be very effective, isn't it, Miss Luo!" Wang Renqiang's hands began to roam over Xiaofei's body again. This time, the position left Xiaofei with no chance to escape; her vulva was wide open, accepting Wang Renqiang's violation.

Soon, Xiaofei entered a state of extreme arousal again, her vaginal fluids flowing around her anus. Wang Renqiang could no longer restrain himself; he pulled out his enormous member, which looked no less impressive than the 20-centimeter dildo from before. He thrust deeply into Xiaofei's vagina, pumping vigorously. Those watching grew even more aroused, their genitals bulging.

After dozens of thrusts, Wang Renqiang felt Luo Xiaofei's vagina tighten. He calculated that Xiaofei was about to climax, and suddenly withdrew his penis.

"Oh, I'm a little tired, let's rest for a while..." he said with a wicked grin, and everyone present immediately understood. The dean's lips also curled into a lewd smile.

This sudden change left Xiaofei feeling an unprecedented emptiness, followed by an intense hunger. The sudden halt just before climax nearly drove Luo Xiaofei to the brink of collapse. A tremendous urge assaulted her senses. However, her hands were bound behind her back, rendering her completely immobile. She couldn't even manage the slightest friction with her legs. It felt like a million tiny insects were biting her, but she couldn't catch a single one. Xiaofei frantically twisted her body, hoping for even the slightest stimulation to her vagina.

"Oh? Our little beauty seems a bit impatient? Hehe... How about it, can't wait for me to comfort you, huh?" Wang Renqiang chuckled smugly, his plan succeeding, and gently touched Xiao Fei's vulva again.

"Mmm... Waaah..." Xiao Fei desperately tried to get some comfort from that hand, but all she got was an even more unbearable hunger. Her physical sensations had been amplified several times under the influence of the aphrodisiac, so her will was on the verge of collapse.

"Well, admit you're a slut now. Nod and I can have some fun with you, you slut, how about it? Now answer me, are you a slut?"

"Mmm..." Xiao Fei nodded with tears of humiliation in her eyes. Xiao Fei's last shred of dignity was also overwhelmed by the immense desire of her body...

"Hehe, this time I'll do it." At this moment, the dean, who had been watching for a long time, finally stepped forward.

Although the dean was nearly 60 years old, his penis was still quite large. He slowly walked up to Luo Xiao Fei with his thick penis erect.

Luo Xiaofei was already impatiently waiting for the continued thrusting.

However, after rubbing the dean's glans against Xiaofei's vulva a few times, it changed direction, pressing directly against Xiaofei's anus. This undoubtedly startled Xiaofei again; she wondered if the dean was too old and had inserted it in the wrong direction. So she shook her head frantically and made whimpering sounds.

"Hehe, Nurse Luo, this is just my hobby. I said I'd have fun with you, but I didn't say I couldn't play with your anus, haha. Actually, it's quite enjoyable this way too." After saying that, the dean, using the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, slowly inserted his glans into Xiaofei's anus, and gradually pushed his entire penis inside.

Xiaofei endured the pain and accepted this unusual intrusion. Apart from the pain in her anus and the strong urge to defecate, she felt no pleasure. However, the dean's constant stroking of her nipples kept her trapped in the sea of desire. All she could do was hope that the dean's perverted insertion would end soon.

The dean was, after all, an old man, and finished his battle after a few minutes of thrusting.

"Ah...so tight, so good...ah..." With a low growl, the dean finally ejaculated into Luo Xiaofei's rectum. Satisfied, he walked towards the bathroom.

Xiaofei was finally relieved from the pain. At this moment, her forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and her long hair was plastered to her body. She felt a burning pain in her anus, while a foul mixture was slowly flowing out of her anus. On the other hand, Xiaofei's desire for orgasm had not diminished at all. It was clear that the aphrodisiac was really powerful.

"Hehe, Miss Luo, how does it feel to have your anus penetrated? Even better than the hole in front, right?" Wang Ren'an came up again, raising his huge penis.

"The brothers all want to play with this chrysanthemum today. Sorry, we'll relieve your itch in your cunt another time..."

With that, Wang Renqiang took the lead and attacked Luo Xiaofei's open chrysanthemum...

Luo Xiaofei was almost in despair at this point. She finally understood Wang Renqiang's intention in letting her experience an orgasm from the beginning, and truly experienced what it meant to be unable to stop...

Three hours later, everyone finally left, satisfied. Xiaofei had no idea how long her anus had been penetrated. Her body was covered in filthy bodily fluids and saliva, and the pain in her anus was almost replaced by numbness. At this moment, Wang Renqiang came in and helped her untie the ropes. However, Luo Xiaofei was already exhausted, and due to the long period of binding, her limbs were numb, so she immediately collapsed to the ground.

"Oh... Miss Luo seems a little tired! Then take a good wash and rest. You have to go to work tomorrow, and there are many fun things waiting for you tomorrow! Black Wind, please take Miss Luo back to rest..." After Wang Renqiang finished speaking, he turned and left.

The burly, dark-skinned man pulled Luo Xiaofei up and led her to the bathroom next door...

Luo Xiaofei gradually recovered in the warm bath. The humiliation of that night was etched into her memory. As someone else's plaything, she didn't even have the right to orgasm; everything was for the pleasure of those men. The more you suffer, the happier they are. Thinking of Wang Renqiang's last words, Luo Xiaofei felt a chill run down her spine, wondering what kind of torture she would suffer tomorrow. She saw no hope... but compared to decades in prison, Luo Xiaofei felt that this endurance would at least have an end. Fifteen days... after fifteen days she would leave here, she could start over... but would reality be as she imagined?

Chapter Six: Chastity Belt Training

The next morning, Luo Xiaofei, dressed in a pristine white uniform, arrived at the director's office.

The director, as usual, sat leisurely on the sofa drinking tea, except that the four bodyguards behind him yesterday had been replaced by doctors in white coats, and Wang Renqiang sat beside him.

"How did you feel last night, Miss Luo?" Wang Renqiang stood up and walked to Luo Xiaofei's side.

Luo Xiaofei's subconscious fear made her take a step back. After the humiliation of last night, Luo Xiaofei's attitude towards Wang Renqiang had changed from resentment to fear, because everything about her was firmly controlled by Wang Renqiang.

"Renqiang, it's almost time for work, hurry up and get our Nurse Luo ready, being late won't do..." the director said with a lewd smile.

"Hehe, okay, let's begin! Miss Luo, please take off your clothes now..." "

Right here? But... what if someone comes in..." Luo Xiaofei was still a little unable to accept being told to take off her clothes, especially in the director's office where people often come and go.

"Just take them off, what are you fussing about? Don't waste our time."

Wang Renqiang's tone made tears well up in Luo Xiaofei's eyes again, and she slowly began to take them off.

"Remember, you're not allowed to wear underwear anymore, just wear this jacket, and you must wear these shoes." After saying that, Wang Renqiang threw a pair of white lace-up high heels that were at least 12 centimeters high in front of Luo Xiaofei.

Because the shoes were two sizes too small for Luo Xiaofei's feet, it took her a lot of effort to put them on. By this time, a fine layer of sweat had formed on Luo Xiaofei's forehead.

Wang Renqiang, carrying a huge syringe and a large basin of enema fluid, walked up to the naked Luo Xiaofei. "Miss Luo, I'm going to start your enema. If you spray out even a little bit of the enema fluid, I'll give you another tube, understand? Now lie down..."

Luo Xiaofei knelt on the ground, looking at the huge syringe in terror!

The enema began, and after two liters of water had been injected, Wang Renqiang showed no sign of stopping. Luo Xiaofei's lower abdomen was already slightly swollen; she endured the strong urge to defecate, afraid that if she relaxed even slightly, she would spray out the water.

By the time the last tube of enema fluid was injected, Xiaofei was almost at her limit. At least three liters of water had been injected, and Luo Xiaofei's lower abdomen was even more noticeably swollen. Wang Renqiang took out an anal plug and inserted it into Xiaofei's anus, then slowly inserted an electric remote-controlled massager into her vagina. He then quickly put a black chastity belt on Xiaofei and locked it with a padlock. The chastity belt pressed the anal plug and massager tightly into Xiaofei's two orifices. Wang Renqiang then put a rubber bra with electro-stimulation pads on Xiaofei's breasts, the two pads positioned precisely against her nipples. The bra also had a padlock at the back. He then had Xiaofei put on a coat. Because the coat was loose and thick, no one could see anything.

After dressing Xiaofei, Wang Renqiang took out the remote control and turned on the massager and electro-stimulation pads.

"Ah, no…" Xiaofei covered her genitals and breasts with her hands; the simultaneous stimulation of her nipples and vulva was becoming unbearable. Most importantly, Xiaofei's strong urge to defecate was unbearable.

At this moment, Wang Renqiang turned off the massager and electroshock device, gently stroking Luo Xiaofei's protruding belly and saying, "Miss Luo, how do you feel? Is it very comfortable?"

Luo Xiaofei immediately felt an increased urge to defecate as Wang Renqiang's hand touched her. "Ah... I really can't hold on like this."

"Hehe, Miss Luo is a very strong person, isn't she? This is nothing. Hurry up and go to work, there are many patients waiting for you to care for... Go on."

Luo Xiaofei carefully took steps out of the office. Because she was wearing size 12 high heels and the massager was stimulating her vagina, every step was extremely difficult. What made it even more unbearable for Xiaofei was the constant urge to defecate, which forced her to clench her anus. This naturally caused her vagina to tighten as well, making the massager even more sensitive. Thus, Xiaofei was trapped in a vicious cycle of pain from which she could not escape...

When she reached the pulmonology department, her body was already soaked with a thin layer of sweat, but fortunately, her clothes were loose, so no one could tell. Just then, her colleague Zhang Ling walked over.

"Hey? Xiao Fei, you're much later than me today! Wow, those shoes are so sexy! Why are you dressed so beautifully? Are you trying to attract some handsome guy's attention? Hehe," Zhang Ling joked.

"Ah... no, I went to the ward for a checkup." After saying that, Luo Xiao Fei turned to leave, wanting to escape Zhang Ling's scrutinizing gaze as quickly as possible, afraid of being discovered.

"Oh? Xiao Fei, are you feeling unwell today? Or are you in a bad mood? Why are you sweating so much!"

"Um... my stomach hurt a little today, it's nothing, it's fine now!"

"Don't push yourself, if you're not feeling well, just rest. Or should I go with you to get checked out?"

"Ah... no need, I'm really fine, you go ahead with your work!" Faced with Zhang Ling's excessive concern, Xiao Fei was truly at a loss for words, so she quickly went to the ward to do her nursing duties.

And so, Xiao Fei endured the dual stimulation of her vagina and anus for nearly three hours. She had already gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to defecate many times. However, this also left Xiaofei drenched in sweat, her clothes visibly soaked through. At that moment, Wang Renqiang entered Xiaofei's office.

For some reason, Xiaofei felt a sense of relief upon seeing Wang Renqiang, as only he could relieve her from this hellish pain.

Zhang Ling was also in the office when Wang Renqiang entered with a broad smile. Simultaneously, he discreetly activated the remote control for the vibrator and massage pads in his pocket. Instantly

, Xiaofei, who had been suppressing her excitement for so long, felt as if struck by an electric current; the intense stimulation of her vagina and nipples caused her face to flush. At the same time, a strong urge to defecate struck again, and Xiaofei tightly clenched her legs, hoping for some relief. However, the increasingly intense pleasure from the vibrator made Xiaofei quickly lose control. She thus oscillated between hell and heaven…

Luo Xiaofei looked at Wang Renqiang with pleading eyes, begging him to quickly relieve her.

However, Wang Renqiang was enjoying the sadistic pleasure he was experiencing. He said in a slightly mocking tone, "Oh dear, Nurse Luo doesn't seem to be feeling well today. Are you sick?"

"Ah...no..." Xiao Fei's voice trembled slightly.

Wang Renqiang knew that Luo Xiao Fei was nearing her limit, so he said, "Nurse Luo, the hospital director has some surgery to discuss with you. Come on, let's go to the director's office."

Hearing this, Xiao Fei quickly and laboriously stood up and followed Wang Renqiang towards the director's office.

Zhang Ling, standing to the side, was completely baffled by Xiao Fei's behavior. She could only conclude that Luo Xiao Fei had fallen for Dr. Wang.

Wang Renqiang turned the remote control up to its maximum, and Xiao Fei, behind him, was already sweating profusely, her clothes soaked through her hair. At this moment, many people were coming and going in the corridor and elevator. Xiao Fei tried her best to hide the pain in her lower body. Her hands gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, and she carefully avoided the strange looks from those around her.

A few minutes later, Xiao Fei finally arrived at the dean's office. The moment she entered, Xiao Fei could no longer bear it. She collapsed to the ground, kneeling and clinging to the dean's legs, pleading, "Please, help me open it, I really can't take it anymore."

"Oh? Is that so? The key is here, but it depends on your performance..." the dean said with a smile. At the same time, he pulled out his enormous member.

"Come on, Miss Luo, use your little mouth to make me feel good and I'll help you open it."

The thought of having to suck that filthy thing made Luo Xiao Fei feel nauseous, but she couldn't bear the torment in her lower body. So she crawled between the dean's legs and swallowed it.

"Ugh..." The dean thrust his thick, long member all the way down Xiao Fei's throat. Xiao Fei felt nauseous, but her throat was completely filled with the enormous member, and she couldn't spit anything out. The dean thrust deeper and deeper with increasing fervor, until Xiao Fei's chin ached from the strain.

"Ah...so good, I'm going to cum...you have to swallow it all, it tastes really good." After a series of intense thrusts, a thick stream of semen sprayed onto Luo Xiaofei's throat.

Xiaofei immediately felt a strong nausea and couldn't help but vomit as soon as the dean's penis was pulled out, coughing violently.

"Didn't you hear what the dean just said? Miss Luo, you don't want me to remove that chastity belt?"

"No! Please don't do that, I didn't mean to!"

"Okay, then lick it clean..." With that, Wang Renqiang grabbed Xiaofei's hair and pressed her against the filth on the floor.

Xiaofei painfully stuck out her tongue and licked the filth off the floor bit by bit. She almost vomited several times, but finally managed to hold it in.

"Hehe, not bad, how does it taste, Miss Luo? Do you like it? It's okay, if it's not enough, we have plenty more." With that, Wang Renqiang revealed his penis and tore off Xiao Fei's clothes. "Come on, as long as we all feel good, I'll let you be free."

Before Xiao Fei could say anything, Wang Renqiang used his 20-centimeter-long member to force-feed her again…

In this way, Xiao Fei swallowed the semen of six men, her mouth and body covered in filth. A murky mixture also flowed from her anus. When Wang Renqiang finally pulled out the anal plug, Xiao Fei was finally freed from her pain, a large amount of enema fluid mixed with a small amount of feces spraying out.

"Hehe, Miss Luo is really unhygienic, defecating everywhere, and spraying it all over the place. Let's take a picture to remember this, haha…" Wang Renqiang took out his camera and photographed this chaotic scene.

"No… don't take pictures…" Luo Xiao Fei collapsed in the filth, already exhausted from the torture.

"Black Wind, White Wind, let's take Miss Luo back to clean up. We have activities tonight." Wang Renqiang had already started planning for the evening.

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