New drugs, suicide, telephone

Early in the morning, Li Chao, dressed in Zhang Hao's clean pajamas, sat comfortably at the dining table, a tablecloth tied around his chest, enjoying a delicious breakfast with ease. At this moment, he felt as at ease and free as the master of Zhang Hao's home. A ray of golden morning light streamed through the dining room window, illuminating the quiet space and creating a warm atmosphere.

Breakfast was simple: a slice of toast with bacon, a poached egg, and a glass of fresh milk. Li Chao ate leisurely, chewing each bite slowly and deliberately, occasionally letting out a satisfied sigh.

However, the expression on Li Chao's face, seemingly both comfortable and distressed, piqued curiosity. He frequently tilted his head back, squinted his eyes, and appeared to be enjoying himself. His posture was also quite strange; his body was pressed tightly against the edge of the table, his legs tucked under the table and spread wide.

The tablecloth covering his legs trembled slightly, as if something alive was wriggling incessantly in Li Chao's groin. It disturbed Li Chao, preventing him from fully enjoying his breakfast; he would stop eating every now and then, letting out a soft groan of pain.

Li Chao endured it, and after what seemed like an eternity, he finally finished the last bite of his breakfast. After carefully chewing and swallowing the food, he finally couldn't resist the urge to teach the creature that had been harassing him a lesson.

Li Chao ripped off his napkin and threw it on the table, then reached under the table with both hands, grabbed the creature, and forcefully slammed it between his legs, pounding it against his crotch as if disciplining a disobedient pet.

A gentle breeze blew by, quietly lifting the tablecloth covering her legs. There, beneath the table, knelt a shapely, curvaceous figure, her naked body clad only in a delicate pink apron. The short apron couldn't completely conceal her fair, jade-like body, so her smooth, white back and full, rounded buttocks were dazzlingly exposed to the morning light.

Her swan-like, slender neck was tightly gripped by Li Chao's legs, his rough hands holding her beautiful head close, thrusting repeatedly into her luscious lips.

The violent shaking caused the entire table to tremble slightly; the woman beneath the table frowned, her expression pained, while Li Chao, seated in his chair, wore a look of pure pleasure. His penis was being licked and entwined by her nimble tongue in her mouth. The repeated thrusting caused her saliva to mix with some kind of liquid, leaving long, glistening strands on her sexy lower lip.

After countless piston-like movements, his penis finally pressed against the base of her tongue, and he began to ejaculate violently. The woman beneath him held his throbbing penis tightly, her cheeks flushed, trying not to let a single drop of semen spill out.

After his release, Li Chao, with a look of pure bliss, lifted the tablecloth, revealing her beautiful head raised from beneath the table, exposing a sexy and alluring face. If Zhang Hao were here, he would be shocked to discover that this beautiful face belonged to his most beloved woman—Yu Yanran.

"Open your mouth," Li Chao commanded.

Yanran stared at Li Chao, opened her red lips, and saw her mouth filled with thick, foul-smelling semen.

"You can swallow it now," Li Chao nodded in satisfaction. Yanran closed her delicate lips, her throat moving as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the thick, foul-smelling semen.

Li Chao patted Yanran's face, leering, and said, "Was breakfast good?" Yanran nodded, her voice seductive, "Delicious! Thank you for your reward, Master!" "There's still some on your chin, don't waste food! This is the essence I painstakingly squeezed out!" Li Chao scolded.

Yanran quickly scraped the semen from her chin with her slender fingers, put it in her mouth, and carefully sucked it clean.

"And eat this clean too!"

Li Chao pointed to his crotch.

At this moment, Yanran seemed to become somewhat dazed and confused. She paused, hesitated, but ultimately lowered her head and licked the dripping penis clean. However, the expression on her face became somewhat blank.

Li Chao noticed this subtle change. His expression changed, he quickly glanced at the time on the wall, and then said with apparent indulgence, "Alright, you've been working hard all night, and I had to wake you up early to make breakfast. I have to go back to the company soon, you should go and get some sleep!" Yanran nodded, crawled out from under the table, and without saying goodbye, floated towards the bedroom like a sleepwalker. After going in, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep immediately.

After waiting a while, Li Chao stood up, walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, and took out something—the mineral water that Yanran had drunk yesterday afternoon.

Li Chao opened the bottle cap, looked at the remaining bright red lipstick mark on the bottle mouth, sniffed the bottle, and an inscrutable smile appeared on his face. He then went to the bathroom, held the bottle high by the sink, tilted it, and slowly poured the remaining water into the sink.

After doing this, Li Chao took the empty bottle, opened Zhang Hao's front door, and left without looking back.

Li Chao didn't go to the company; instead, he turned around, went down one floor, and went straight back to his own home.

Upon entering his room, as soon as he opened the study door, he saw a man staring at a lewd image on the computer screen, repeatedly stroking his penis. The wastebasket beside him was piled high with used tissues, emitting a foul stench.

Hearing Li Chao open the door, the man's eyes remained fixed on Yanran on the screen. Without turning his head, he said, "Brother, that bitch is so slutty! Not only is she alluring, but her body is also incredibly hot. It's enough to make my nose bleed! I've been masturbating all night! Brother, when are you going to give me a piece of the pie? I really want to have a real go at that slut." Li Chao frowned and said, "There will be a chance. Don't just keep masturbating. How's business going?" The man ignored him, continuing to masturbate in his fantasy until he released the meager amount of semen with a satisfied sigh. He said wearily, "Don't you trust me, Li Qiang, to handle things? If I'm not mistaken, that poor man only saw his fiancée's orgasm after you took her virginity yesterday. I took over the rest." With that, he flicked his hand, and another wad of tissue paper filled with semen flew into the trash can.

"Okay, that's good."

Li Chao nodded, put down the empty bottle in his hand, and sneered, "I really want to see the interesting expression on Zhang Hao's face then. Given Zhang Hao's personality and his feelings for his fiancée, I guess he'll call that bitch soon. I turned her phone on before I left, and you've taken care of her home phone too?" Finally, Li Qiang, who was in front of the screen, spun around in his boss chair to face Li Chao. The man's face was full of meanness and malice, and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked like a refined beast.

Li Qiang adjusted his glasses and sneered, "Of course! You left this morning, and I immediately restored the phone line that woman upstairs had cut. Now we're just waiting to see the show." "Great, I really want to see them crying their eyes out. And that lewd video of Yu Yanran swearing to be a sex slave is my trump card to control both of them later!" "Brother, how's the effect of my new drug—Cupid S Arrow? Hehe, that slut must have given you a real blast, right? She does whatever you want, more obedient than a dog!" Li Qiang grinned lewdly.

Li Chao toyed with the empty mineral water bottle in his hand and chuckled amusedly, "Not bad. She was deflowered right after taking it and I fucked her to orgasm. She kept demanding pleasure from me all night; I was almost drained dry. Just like in the experiment, she not only had an insatiable physical craving for sex, but her mind was also as if hypnotized. She was completely obedient to me. Although she occasionally resisted slightly, after a couple of thrusts, she was almost instantly filled with love for me. Haha, didn't you see her making me a loving breakfast naked this morning? This drug has such miraculous effects; it truly deserves the name 'Cupid S'." "It's called the Arrow." He paused, then frowned and said, "However, the duration of its effect doesn't match the clinical trial results. Only 16 hours later, she started showing signs of waking up. Didn't you say it would last a whole day?" "If it weren't miraculous, it wouldn't be named after Cupid's Arrow. It's a pity it can only be used once on the same person, otherwise it would turn them into idiots. As for the duration of its effect, maybe it's because people's constitutions are different. After all, the women in the clinical trials weren't exactly mentally stable." Li Qiang shrugged and said casually.

Li Chao nodded: "Luckily, I reacted quickly this morning and left before things got bad. Oh, I forgot to tell you something. I've joined the AMS board of directors in my personal capacity." "Brother, congratulations! Can our plan begin now?" Li Qiang asked with a look of surprise.

Li Chao shook his head and said, "Let's wait and see. Although we've appeased those greedy old guys, it'll still take time before I can take the chairman's seat. Once I have complete control of the board, I'll hold a board meeting to remove old man Murong, then find a puppet to be the CEO. At that time, AMS will be completely under my control, hehe..." "I heard that old man Murong's daughter, Murong Wanqing, is not only stunningly beautiful, but also an ice queen! I wonder if she'll be willing to make some sacrifices for her father, hehe!" Li Qiang said with a lewd grin.

Hearing Murong Wanqing's name, Li Chao's face seemed to be filled with longing. He said with anticipation, "That's right, I saw her from afar at a banquet once. She was indeed incomparably beautiful, and I was very amazed. She's even more beautiful than Yu Yanran, but unfortunately, she's too aloof. But the more aloof a woman is, the more anticipated the process of conquering her is!" After saying that, the two looked at each other and then chuckled wickedly.

Li Qiang glanced at the screen casually and suddenly noticed something amiss. He quickly called out, "Brother, look! The woman upstairs is awake!" Li Chao rushed to the computer, his eyes glued to the monitor showing Yanran just getting up. This computer was running almost the same monitoring software as Zhang Hao's, except this computer was running the real central control console, capable of cutting off remote sub-clients at any time and viewing live feeds.

In fact, Li Chao had discovered the monitoring equipment before Zhang Hao left home. He had bribed Zhou Yang, Zhang Hao's so-called friend, who provided the monitoring equipment. At the time, Zhou Yang was on the verge of bankruptcy. After receiving a large influx of funds from Li Chao, he became completely subservient, betraying Zhang Hao and handing over the real central control console to Li Chao. Zhang Hao never imagined that his monitoring equipment, intended for security, would become his own trap, attracting spying and stealing his most precious "asset."

In the scene, Yanran slowly wakes up from her sleep, sits up, her face full of confusion and deep bewilderment… Upstairs, at Zhang Hao's house—Yanran, who crawled out from under the dining table, was completely different from her previous conscious state. As if she were under a hallucinogenic drug, she drifted into the bedroom, lay down on the soft bed, and fell into a deep sleep as if in a coma.

Yanran didn't know when Li Chao left. She only felt that from yesterday until now, the entire night seemed to be trapped in an inescapable dream, as if her self-awareness was locked in the deepest part of her heart. She was awake watching another woman who looked exactly like her, endlessly performing one lewd scene after another. No matter how much she struggled and screamed, she couldn't break free of the cage.

Yanran felt as if two personalities were fighting each other in her mind: one was gentle, virtuous, elegant, and dignified; the other was sexy, seductive, and wanton. The two personalities were like a tug-of-war, making her constantly waver between wantonness and dignity. The intense mental turmoil, like a saw, tore at her nerves, causing her excruciating headaches.

In her dream, Yanran saw herself being raped by a stranger whose face was obscured. She shamelessly begged him for pleasure, even swearing to be his sex slave and bitch in the throes of desire. The stranger's enormous penis pushed her originally elegant and dignified personality deep into her body, locking it firmly inside. Meanwhile, her wanton and seductive personality controlled her body, submitting to the man's crotch, endlessly entwining and making love with him, expressing her love, and vowing to be his slave. No matter how much she struggled and resisted, it was futile. Under

the stranger's relentless defilement, the self locked deep within her soul seemed to gradually feel the heat of his penis and the fullness of her vagina. The boundless pleasure emanating from her private parts spread throughout her body like ripples. Finally, the immense pleasure brought both her inner and outer personalities to a climax.

Outside the dream, Yanran lay on the bed, her expression filled with struggle. Her pearly teeth lightly nibbled at her cherry lips, her long, crescent-shaped eyebrows furrowed, her delicate fists clenched, and her body twisted slightly. In the dream, at the peak of her climax, Yanran finally saw the face of the strange man clearly—Li Chao! Her fiancé's enemy, the lewd man who disgusted her.

Startled, Yanran awoke from the nightmare, sitting bolt upright in terror. Her face was pale, her body drenched in cold sweat, yet her private parts felt wet; the lingering pleasure of her orgasm seemed to continue stimulating her nerves.

Yanran finally remembered everything. Ever since she drank some mineral water after returning home yesterday, her body and mind seemed to have undergone a strange change: her body became sensitive and thirsty, filled with lust. When she saw Li Chao, who had raped her, she inexplicably fell in love with him. At that moment, she completely forgot Zhang Hao, and her heart was filled with boundless love for Li Chao, even vowing to become his sex slave.

Recalling everything she had done and every word she had said throughout the night, Yanran was filled with endless pain and despair. She covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her skin, soaking her nightgown. She hated Li Chao; this bastard had not only taken her virginity but also completely destroyed the pure and deep love between her and Zhang Hao. Just thinking about how she had moaned and groaned beneath Li Chao, wantonly seeking pleasure, filled Yanran with unbearable pain, her heart filled with shame and endless guilt towards Zhang Hao.

What Li Chao had done to Yanran haunted her like a nightmare, and even regaining consciousness only deepened her despair. Like a nightmare victim waking up to find herself plunged into an even deeper, more painful abyss.

At that moment, Yanran thought of death—yes, only death could relieve her pain, free her from the nightmare of shame, and release her from the endless guilt she felt towards Zhang Hao. The deeper Yanran and Zhang Hao's love for each other, the less she could face Zhang Hao.

Thinking this, Yanran got out of bed and walked step by step to the dressing table, where a sharp fruit knife sat. This fruit knife was the one Yanran used to peel fruit for Zhang Hao every day; it was a symbol of her domesticity. Just thinking of Zhang Hao's helpless expression as he held the peeled fruit softened Yanran's face. But now, this knife, filled with warm memories, was about to end Yanran's life.

Yanran picked up the gleaming knife, looked at the happy, sweet photo of the two of them on the table, and silently said: Goodbye, husband. Thank you for your love, thank you for the five years of beautiful memories you gave me. With these, even in another world, Yanran will not be lonely. If, if there truly is an afterlife, Yanran hopes to still be your wife… Farewell, my love… Filled with happy memories of Zhang Hao, Yanran swung the knife straight down at Hao's wrist—downstairs, Li Chao, watching the screen, saw Yanran about to commit suicide, his face filled with horror and panic. He never imagined that this outwardly sexy and charming woman possessed such a fierce inner strength. He thought that after this night of utter debauchery, the physical training, and the vows of a sex slave, he could make Yanran submit to him even after she regained her senses. Unfortunately, he was wrong.

"This woman has gone mad!"

Li Qiang was also caught off guard by this sudden change.

On the screen, just as the sharp knife was about to strike her fair wrist, a rapid phone call rang out, "Ring ring... ring ring..." Li Chao breathed a sigh of relief, then gritted his teeth and said, "That bastard Zhang Hao finally called. Damn it, if he kills Yanran, I will never forgive him!" The knife, which was about to fall, stopped abruptly on her fair wrist. Yanran remained silent, sensing that it was Zhang Hao calling.

She dared not answer, afraid she couldn't face Zhang Hao; but she also wanted to hear her lover's voice in her final moments.

Yanran wept silently, her beautiful face already streaked with tears. The knife remained on her fair wrist, and the phone continued to ring, as if it would ring forever if she didn't answer.

Finally, the intense longing for her lover overwhelmed Yanran, and she slowly picked up the phone, listening silently. Let me hear his voice one last time, just to preserve a beautiful memory. That way, even if I die, I'll have no regrets, Yanran thought to herself.

"Wife! Wife, are you there?"

Zhang Hao's cautious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"..."

"Wife...is that you? Wife, say something! Don't scare me!" Zhang Hao's voice became tense.

"..."

Zhang Hao waited a while, and seeing that Yanran didn't react, he also fell silent, as if preparing what to say. After a long while, Zhang Hao finally spoke, his hoarse voice filled with deep affection as he slowly spoke to Yanran.

"...Wife, whether you heard me or not, I want to tell you something I've never said to you before: Wife! I love you! No one has ever held such an important place in my heart as you. Since meeting you, my ordinary life has finally been filled with brilliance. You gave me a reason to exist, gave me the motivation to move forward, and filled me with anticipation for the rest of my life! Making you my bride is the happiest and proudest thing in my life!" "..." Yanran remained silent, but she was already sobbing uncontrollably.

"Wife, I want to tell you, the furthest distance in the world isn't between life and death, but between you no longer loving me. As long as you have me in your heart, no matter where you are, I will follow you to the ends of the earth, to catch up with you, and hold you in my arms. Sharing a bed in life and a grave in death isn't just a vow I make, it's an action I will take... Wife, I want to hold your hand and grow old with you. When our hair is white, everything from the past will be like fleeting clouds, insignificant. At that time, all that will remain in our eyes will be each other!" "...Husband! Waaah..." Sobbing, Yanran finally couldn't hold back her cries, the sharp knife slipping from her hand and falling to the ground.

"...Wife! I love you!..."

The voice on the other end of the phone was also choked with sobs.

"Husband! I love you too!... Waaah..."

"Wife, no matter what happens to you, no matter what hurts you, please don't hurt yourself, because hurting yourself is the same as hurting me. Wife, please take good care of yourself for my sake, okay? Let everything pass!" "...Husband, I, I...I've been...I..." "Wife, let bygones be bygones. If you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask anymore. Just remember, I love not only you as a person, but also your beautiful soul! As long as your soul belongs to me, everything else is secondary. So no matter what happens, I will always love you the same." "...Husband, I..." "I'm so sorry..." "Wife, please don't say that. If anyone should apologize, it should be me apologizing to you. It's my fault for not protecting you and causing you so much pain! Wife, you must take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back. I've already applied to return home early. Although there's been a bit of a situation here, I'll be home in two weeks at most! Wife, then we can be happily together again! Wife, promise me you'll cherish yourself, take good care of yourself, and wait for me to come back, okay?" "Okay, husband, come back soon! I'll wait for you..." Yanran wiped away her tears, nodded, and whispered.

"By the way, Xueting will be staying at our house today. Let her keep you company. I'll feel more at ease with her here. Is there anyone else at home?" "No... there isn't anymore..." "That's good! Wife, remember to take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back! Also, find someone..." After that, the two chatted on the phone for a long time. The warm words and Zhang Hao's long-term comforting and persuasive words made Yanran no longer able to have suicidal thoughts. At this moment, all she could think about was waiting for Zhang Hao's return, to be in his arms forever, never to be separated again. Never before had Yanran so desperately longed to see her lover's face and figure.

On the phone, Zhang Hao gave Yanran many instructions, especially regarding safety. He asked her to find a friend named Zhou Yang, who worked in security equipment, to help install security doors, security windows, an electronic security system, and so on, and to connect the system directly to the police (110). Furthermore, for safety reasons, Zhang Hao would call his parents to come and take care of Yanran, and told her that if she went out, she should go in and out with Xue Ting, so that with four people living in the house, Yanran's safety would be guaranteed.

During the call, Yanran vaguely sensed that Zhang Hao seemed to know something, but she couldn't bring herself to ask; and Zhang Hao, on the other end of the line, was afraid of upsetting Yanran and didn't dare to touch on the topic. Although the two, separated by a thousand miles, were closer in spirit than ever before, they felt an insurmountable distance.

Even so, Zhang Hao's deep love for Yanran moved her deeply. Zhang Hao was unaware that it was his phone call that saved Yanran from the brink of death, and it was his love that rekindled her love for the world and warmed her heart once more.

Just after ending the call, Yanran, her tears still wet on her face, heard the doorbell ring suddenly.

Startled, she hesitated for a moment before walking to the door, cautiously peeking through the peephole, then patting her chest in relief as she opened the door.

Before the door was fully open, Xueting's youthful and vibrant figure squeezed through the door, her beautiful and innocent face immediately coming into view.

Xueting pouted her cherry-red lips and said coquettishly, "Sister-in-law, why did it take you so long to open the door? I've been knocking on the door for ages, I'm exhausted!"

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